I just love my new neighbor.
Ron moved into the house next door about two months ago. Ron's about forty-ish, fit as hell, and just hairy enough. He's always got a smile when you see him, and seems very friendly. I hadn't gotten to meet him yet. We always just seemed to be headed in opposite directions.
One night, I was in my bedroom on my second floor. My window overlooks his den. It had been a beautiful cool spring day, so my windows were open. Then the wind changed and warm moist air blew in. I went around closing all my windows. I was closing my bedroom window when I saw a flash of flesh. Being the hormone laden homo I am, I stopped to watch for more. I got my wish. Ron walked past the window completely naked. He plopped on his sofa and pulled his lap top over into his lap.
Totally mesmerized, I watched with my mouth open like a little kid watching grandma make cookies. He laid the computer to the side and grabbed his raging hard cock. He turned and laid back. I ran and turned off the light in my room so he wouldn't see me. Somehow I got naked in the time it took for the switch to shut off the light and grabbed a bottle of lube on the way back to the window. He slowly worked at his cock, edging himself over and over. I tried to match his stamina, but had to walk away to keep from cumming too soon. When I went back he was speeding up his stroke. I knew he was ready to unload. Suddenly we both arched our backs and shot our loads, his, allover his stomach, mine, all over my window.
I was in the process of cleaning my window when he opened his eyes and looked right at me. I realized the bright moonlight was making me glow soft blue. He smiled. I ran.
I found myself staring out my bedroom window night after night. He'd come in from work, strip off, usually to his underwear, lay on the sofa watching TV or using his laptop. Only one other time did I see him naked.
He never closed the drapes, or tried to hide anything he was doing.
One night, he came in and got right on his computer. A few minutes later, he set it down. He only took off his tie. I watched, curiously at his change of routine. He jumped up an went out of sight. A couple minutes later, he came back and sat on the sofa. Another guy came partly into view. Ron laid back while the other guy took off his shirt. Ron didn't move. The guy kicked off his shoes, took off his socks, undid his belt. He stood with his hand in his pants, stroking his cock. Finally, he took off his pants. He stood for a time in an ugly pair of boxers. His cock rose up as they talked. Then he took the boxers off. He had a slim body, pale skin, and a nice full bush. He stepped more into view as he pushed his boxer down. I liked his bushy hair and youthful face.
Ron still hadn't moved or taken anything off. The young man stood stroking his cock in front of Ron. He turn around showing his ass to Ron, then he turned a half turn as if to show it to me. His ass was lovely. It was well shaped and bare except for dark fuzz in his crack. When he turned back, he seemed to be even harder. He had to stop touching himself to keep from cumming. Finally, Ron sat up and the man jacked off all over Ron's face and shirt.
I was cleaning off my window when the doorbell rang. I jumped into a pair of shorts and ran to the door wondering who it could be. I was shocked to see the young man from Ron's standing in his pants, no shirt and barefoot. "Ron wants you to come over. He said for you to be naked when you get there."
I stood in shock for a minute. All sorts of thoughts went through my head. The only thing I didn't think of was how to get to his house naked. Finally, I told the guy to tell Ron to give me ten minutes. He smiled and said "Okay". He scampered over to Ron's.
I ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower, taking a couple minutes to "clean house" if you know what I mean. I was still drying off as I ran down stairs and out my front door. I dropped the towel on the porch and dashed over to Ron's. The nearest street light was a few doors down. My porch light was off and so was Ron's. I knocked on his door. The porch light came on, but the door didn't open. I stood naked for all the world to see for what seemed like forever. Finally the door opened. The young man was standing there fully dressed. He ushered me in.
He led me to the den. Ron was sitting on the sofa with his feet on the coffee table. The young man, Wess introduced himself and sat on the desk behind me. I felt so many different things. I was embarrassed, excited, scared, horny all at the same time. "Your hair's wet." Ron observed.
"That's why I asked for a few minutes. I wanted to clean up." I said.
"Yeah, you smell soapy." Wess said in a boyish way.
"Fresh and clean." Ron said. He was looking me over from head to toe. "Let me see your flip side." Ron said. I turned around. "Nice ass. Is that fresh and clean to?" Ron asked. He sat at the edge of the sofa and took hold of my ass cheeks, spreading them.
"Sure" I answered.
"You're a bottom?" Ron asked.
"Versatile with a top preference." I said.
"We can work with that." Ron said. I was some what shocked when he licked the entire length of my crack. "Fresh and clean." Ron said. My cock jumped to full on hard instantly. Ron made a "come on" motion to Wess. Wess got down in front of me and took the full length of my cock down his throat. My knees shook.
Ron was forcing his tongue in my hole as far as it would go. Wess was sucking my balls and cock. The door bell rang. Ron got up and left the room. He came back with four other fully dressed men about his age. I almost bolted. Ron introduce them to me and Wess. My face must have been so red. I could feel the heat of my blushing cheeks. The men played with my tits and ass while Wess continued suck me. The door bell ran again and Ron left the room. He came back with two more men.
Soon we had to to to the greatroom in the back of the house. Several times the doorbell rang and more men came in. They were bringing drinks and snacks. Wess was still keeping me up by licking and sucking my balls and dick. One of the men became the bartender. I asked Ron for a drink, a strong one.
He came back with a margarita and a shot of tequila. I downed the shot and drank half the margarita. Ron laughed at that. The men were all over me. They poked at my ass, pinched my tits, which I hate, sniffed and licked my pits, which I love, and took my cock away from Wess occasionally. Suddenly I was lifted up and some guy buried his face in my crack. I no longer had any control of my body. I was handed off from one to another. Ron came over with another shot. I barely got it down before I was flipped over and a guy started sucking my cock. Wess looked disappointed. I was to. Wess was a much better cock sucker.
When ever the guys got rough, Ron would stop them. I was laid on the pool table. It was an old, bar pool table. Guys poured shots in my cum gutter and sucked them up. My cock was covered with Ranch dip and licked clean. Finally, Ron whispered something to Wess. Wess quickly took off his clothes and got up on the table. In an instant, he sat down on my cock.
His cock slapped my abs as he rode mine. His ass was as talented as his mouth. As he rose, he'd squeezed my cock with his anal muscle. I watched his face as he rode my cock. It was boyish yet masculine. His thick black hair and bright blue eye were spellbinding. He looked at me and smiled. "Am I doing it right?" he asked.
"Oh my God, yes." I panted. "I'm getting close." He smiled a cute crooked smile and I saw perfect white teeth. He grabbed his dick and began jacking. I tried to hold off as long as I could, but his ass was greedily forcing me to give up. I did. I heard him let out a loud "Ah-ha" and felt his thick load splatter down on my face. I opened my eyes just in time to see a thick glob coming for my mouth. I opened my mouth and caught it.
Wess has the sweetest cum I'd ever tasted. Ever since he moved in, we've been going over to Ron's about once a month to have sex for him and his friends. It's still exciting. Every time, there are some new and some old friends there. Tonight, Wess is going to fuck me. I want him to do it doggy style because when he does, you can see his muscles flex and he sweats a lot. I love his sweat. After he fucks me, I'm going to lick him dry, every inch of him. He's not wearing any deodorant so he's going to taste and smell really hot. I might even suck another load out of him before we come home. He likes to go around the room and see how many guys came in their pants. Ron always does. Some times he rubs other guys cocks in their pants till they cum.
I don't need tequila anymore. All I need is Wess.
