4 Questions For A New Neighbor

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Moving in the summertime is never fun. My girlfriend and I were unloading our belongings from a U-Haul truck on a hot Saturday. Actually I was unloading and she was arranging stuff in our new air conditioned apartment. A kindly neighbor came by with a cold beer as he could see my suffering.

“Welcome to the building.” Ron said as he handed me an ice cold Pacifico.

“You’re a lifesaver!” I replied.

Ron was mid 30s, a little older than myself. He had an athletic build and sandy blonde hair with highlights.

“Can I help?” Ron asked graciously.

“You just did!” I replied, taking a swig of beer. “It’s all small stuff from here. We don’t know each other well enough that I could ask you for help moving!” I joked.

We both chuckled and enjoyed our beers. We traded small talk for a bit but I had to keep unloading and Ron confessed that he had things to tend to in his air conditioned apartment, which was on the first floor, just below ours.

About 2 weeks later, I was walking past Ron’s door, it was open and he called out to me. He motioned for me to come in.

“Can I interest you in a glass of wine?” He said.

“Of course!” I replied eagerly.

We traded pleasantries and were working on a second glass when I started to feel comfortable enough with him to ask a question that had been in my head since our first meeting, the day I moved in.

“Can I ask you a question?” I said a bit nervously.

“Sure. Fire away!” Ron replied.

“Are you gay?” I asked

“Yes I am. Have been all my life.” He said proudly. “Is that a problem?”

“Oh no!” I replied. “Actually quite the opposite. I’m a little apprehensive about talking about it but I’ve always been a bit curious. I mean curious about being with another guy.”

“Well, you can certainly talk to me about it. It’s illegal bahis nothing to be ashamed of. I certainly wouldn’t judge you.” His words were kind which made me feel at ease and immediately more comfortable about the subject which had just been broached. This was the first time I had ever told anyone about this feeing I had. “Is there anything specific that you would like to talk about? Maybe I can answer your questions.” His tone was encouraging and comforting.

“I don’t know. I guess I’m just curious about what it feels like to be with a guy. I’ll admit that I wouldn’t be into the anal part. It seems like it must be painful for starters. I guess it’s just not my thing. I am interested in the equipment though. Does that sound weird? I have the same equipment so why should it be that interesting?” I kind of stammered. “But I’ve never actually seen another man’s… parts.”

As nervous and awkward as I felt it was liberating to talk about my secret desires. I’d never ever imagined that I could actually let another person know about it. I had compartmentalized it and now I felt free. At this point I just came out and said it… “Can I see it?”

Ron was wearing blue swim trunks and flip flops. He stood up from the dining room table where we were sitting and faced me. He dropped his shorts, revealing his semi hard cock. I was almost speechless at what I was beholding. I’d never seen another man’s naked cock before. It was average size. About 6 inches, like mine. He was circumcised and his pubic hair was nicely trimmed. His cock wasn’t smooth like mine. He had veins bulging out. It looked kind of tough and strong. I had to investigate further. I stood up and faced him. Then I asked the second question, “Can I touch it?”

He nodded. I reached down and touched the underside of his cock. It jumped. My own erection began illegal bahis siteleri at this moment. His movement told me that he was getting aroused by my touch. The though of me turning on another man was intoxicating.

I knelt down in front of him and examined it. I marveled at this veiny thick cock in front of my face. He was actually much thicker than I was. I lifted it up with my hand so it was pointed at my face. I was staring down the barrel of a cock for the first time. I asked the last question, “Can I taste it?”

“Please!” Ron exclaimed. Tilting his head back in anticipation of my eager mouth wrapped around his cock.

I looked straight at his pee hole. It looked like the mouth of a snake. I was mesmerized for a moment, then I leaned forward and opened my mouth. I watched as his cockhead disappeared. It had entered my mouth and my eyes focused on his finely trimmed pubes. I felt my lips pass his big head and with a little pop my lips shifted to the smaller size of his shaft. I eagerly took it all the way, nuzzling my nose in his pubes. I let out a little gag.

“Take it easy. You can go slowly and just enjoy it.” Ron said encouragingly.

I pulled back. I kept my lips around his shaft using his big head as a stop for my lips. I started to run my tongue along the veiny bottom of his cock. I knew he was getting turned on because of what was happening next.

I could feel his cock growing and getting harder in my mouth. This was the best feeling. I felt so powerful. My pure sexuality was making this physical change to his cock. I sucked harder as I felt the soft flesh turn rock hard. As his cock grew in my mouth, I had to change my strategy. I had to move back a little. I took my right hand and wrapped it around the base. I built up more saliva to really get things messy and lubed up.

Using canlı bahis siteleri my hand and mouth together, I sloppily sucked and stroked my first cock. My neighbor, Ron’s, beautiful stiff cock. It was so wet that spit was running down my chin. Ron started to gyrate, fucking my mouth like I was a little whore. I was his whore at that moment. I loved it. I grasped his ass cheeks and jammed his cock in me as far as I could. I was gagging on it, spit running down my chin onto the floor.

We moved to the couch so he could be comfortable, so he could lay back and enjoy. I loved this new vertical angle for my cocksucking. I was on my knees between his legs, using my hand and my mouth to pleasure him. I jumped up on the couch next to him so I could get an even better angle. He guided the back of my head with his hand. I bobbed my head up and down like a slut in the backseat of a car. I could tell by the way he was thrusting his pelvis upward into my face that he was about to come.

What was I going to do? Did I want to take a man’s cum into my mouth? I did. In fact I locked my lips down around his shaft and waited for the warm stream of cum. I had tasted my own before. I would lick my fingers after masturbating to this very scene in my head. I was ready. Ron’s cock started to tremble in my mouth. I could feel the pumping motion and knew my treat was coming. Literally. He let out an “oh fuck! I’m cumming!!” Finally, I felt the warm liquid enter my mouth. It was so thick. Much thicker than the cum I had tasted from my fingers. It was coating my throat and mouth. I was guzzling it down just to keep up with the sheer volume. It was so sweet. I loved it. I think Ron was impressed that I swallowed it all. I pulled my lips off his cock and licked the last drops off that big head. I held his cock in my hand and marveled at what I had done.

“I hope we can do that again.” I told him. He just looked at me, satisfied, and tried to catch his breath.

I went upstairs to my girlfriend and fucked her brains out. She will never really know what had gotten in to me that night…

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