Date: Sun, 1 Feb 2004 20:36:36 EST
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: big dog mean neighbor-10

It was the end of summer. I was driving my Volvo towards my parent's
house, having promised them that I would feed their cat (Mr Whiskers) and
check up on the house for them while they were gone to Florida to visit
with my father's sister (Grace) and her husband (Sam).

It had been several months since Mr Hubert's funeral, and I must admit,
that I had purposely stayed away from visiting my parents because they
lived next door to him. His death had hit me much harder than I had
originally anticipated it would. He had been my family's next door
neighbor since before I could remember, and had been subsequently fucking
me eversince I was 9 years old.

A sea of memories began to flood my mind as I recalled the myraid of
times Mr Hubert and his dog Satan had butt-fucked my young tender ass.
The ole bastard had lived a ripe old age, and had managed to keep a stiff
erection right up until the time he died. I had still frequently been
sucking the old goat off, along with his young care-taker grandson
(Willy) during visits to the house on weekends. Willy had spent much of
that winter fucking me in his grandfather's house, while caring for the
elder Hubert. I haven't seen Willy since his grandfather's funeral, when
his parents -Norman and Barbra Hubert Jr had decided to sale his parents
home after his father's death, -despite pleas from Norman's oldest son
Willy -whom wanted to keep the house in the family.

After the older Hubert died, Willy's father -Norman Jr, had him move back
to their home in the next state. Our weekend rendevous were suddenly
halted. Poor Norman Jr couldn't deal with the fact that he had
butt-fucked another man (me) in the ass, and sucked his own son's cock to
completion. He forbid Willy to see me again, and made certain of it by
placing the house he grew up in for sale on the open market. The only
thing that kept him from spilling the beans on me to my wife or the
authorites, was the fact that he would have had to implicate himself as
well.

I have to admit however, that I was only thinking of myself when Willy
moved back home. I dreaded not being able to feel his ample cock roaming
my backside anymore. The hot teenager had spent many hours filling my
deprived ass with his meat, and planting my garden with his potent seeds.
Now everything was back to normal and I was back to just plain fucking my
wife -Beth. After so many months of anal play with young Willy, I was in
desparate need to have my ass plowed again. I felt as if I were going
cold turkey. I was horny for cock all the time, looking at every man I
met as a potential ass fucker, -from the 45 year old mailman that
delivers my mail daily, to the young 16 year old pizza delivery boy that
dropped off a super sized meat lovers combo at the house last night. I
could actually feel my asshole throb as I handed him the money and his
tip. I think the kid caught me checking out his package, as he smirked to
himself as I closed the door.

I pulled my car up into my parents drive way, then noticed the "sold"
sign on the front lawn of the new neighbors house. My mom had told me of
the endless parade of potential buyers she'd seen shifting in and out the
the old Hunberts place, but the real estate company had been having
trouble selling it for some odd reason. Some in the neighborhood joked
that old Norman Hubert's spirit haunted that old house, but I never
bought into that theory. If mr.Hubert had somehow revisited from the
grave, I'm sure he would have found a way to make his presents known to
me. I mean, after all the years of fucking me in the ass, I'm sure I
would have heard from him by now.

I got out of my car, ignoring the tempation to have one last look at the
old family style home next door before the new neighbors moved in, and
walked up my parents front steps. Checking the mail box for any
deliveries, I went in and sat what mail they had gotten on the bannister
for them to view once they returned from their trip. Afterwards, I walked
into the kitchen to water the plants and feed the cat. I called Mr
Whiskers' name, but he didn't answer. I thought it a little odd that
Whiskers hadn't come arunning once he heard me enter the house, so I set
off looking for him. I found his litter pan full of kitty poo, and his
water dish was dry as a bone. I figured he must've gotten out his little
"doggy-door" through the kitchen, and was probably somewhere hiding in
the back yard.

I unlocked the back door, then ventured out into the yard. I called Mr
Whisker's name aloud, but still saw no sign of him. Venturing around the
yard, I found myself by the fence separating our property from the
Hubert's. Thats when I heard the faint crys of Mr Whiskers. I looked up
into the tree in the neighbors back yard, and saw Mr Whiskers shivering
high up on one of the branches.

"How'd you get up there?" I asked, climbing over the fence as I had when
I was young lad.

I stood in the neighbors yard, wondering how I was going to get up that
tree to help retrieve my cat, when I suddenly heard growling from behind.
Slowly I turned to see two pitch black rottweilers standing directly
behind me, flashing two strong sets of white, angry, sharp, pointy teeth.
I felt my heart leap up into my throat, but managed to stand perfectly
still as not to alarm them. Over head, I could here mr.Whiskers cry a
faint warning, telling me to watch my back. I thought; "if I ever get out
of this mess alive, I would kill that cat with my very own bare hands for
not warning me sooner".

Recalling what to do in an emergency, I slowly began to back up. I knew
making any sudden moves would result in the dogs attacking me, so I was
careful not to run. The dogs inched forward, showing their teeth and
growling as if I were their next meal. I felt my legs grow weak with
fear. Just as when I was a boy, I felt myself peeing my pants. The wet
spot grew down the left leg of my pants, ruining the fabric as my knees
buckled in from under me. I quickly sank to the ground, unable to keep
myself upright. The dogs met my actions with ferocious barks that told me
I was about to die. I cradled myself in a tight ball, protecting my head
and neck by ducking down and tucking my knees under me. I expected the
dogs to charge and start tearing me limb from fucking limb, but was quite
surprised when they moved in and started sniffing me instead.

I heard them moving about me, the sounds of their feet shifting through
the leaves, grass and gavel littering the ground. I felt their wet noses
touching me in various places. I heard their snorts and felt their exhale
of air as they sniffed me from every angle. When I tried to peak up at
them, they growled at me angrily, keeping me prisoner. Suddenly I felt
one of them sniffing at my buttocks, his nose burrying itself in the
cleft of my ass. He must have really enjoyed the smell, as he kept
sniffing and licking at the tiny hairy hole hidden beneath it.

"Oh SHIT!" I worried aloud, feeling the dog sink his teeth into the seat
of my pants.
The thin material covering my exposed hinney ripped easily at the
insistance of the hungry dog. I could feel the sun beaming down on my
hairy butt within seconds. A wet tongue began licking up and down the
sweaty crack, causing me to nearly jump from shock. It was a case of
de-ja-vu, as the dog licked at my quivering asshole with his sloppy
tongue. I quietly rose up onto my knees, keeping my head and neck covered
with my hands just incase the dogs suddenly decided to attack. Peaking
out from underneath, I could see the other dog prancing back and forth,
his long red penis already sticking out of its black furry sleath in
anticipation.

The dog behind me abandoned eating my asshole, and quickly pounced apon
my back. I could feel his weight holding me captive as he began to hump
at my ass. After several jabs, he penis started coming closer and closer
to its target. The natural slut in me made me arch my back to give the
pup a better angle, despite my fears. Finally his wet willy came into
contact with the hairy lining of my ass. The pink tip kissed at my hot
hole with loving urgency. I felt my asshole dilate, eager to feel
something long sliding up inside it. This scene reminded me of the first
time mr Hubert's dog Satan took me. I was nine years old back then, in
this very yard. The similarities of it was quite eerie. Then I felt the
rottweiler's wet cock enter me.

"Rrrrgh!" I grunted, taking all that the dog had to give in one motion.
The animal started fucking right off. I hadn't even gotten used to the
feel of him inside me when he started humping in and out, filling my
tight clinching hole with his meat. I could feel the total of his weight
on my back as he swayed back and forth, hammering his slick prick into
me. I gasped in disbelief, hoping none of the neighbors in nearby homes
could see my ordeal. I was sure the large tree over head was concealing
our act, just as it did so many years ago when Satan first raped me.

I was torn with conflicting emotions. On the one hand, I was enjoying
having my ass fucked again after so many months of inactivity after
losing Willy, yet on the other hand, I was scared shitless that these
strange dogs would eat me limb from limb after they've had their way with
me. I hadn't realized that anyone had moved in next door yet, at the time
that my parents were still home, the place was still unsold. I wondered
who these two ferocious animals belonged to, and would I be able to stop
by and visit them on occasion (smile).

The first rottweiler's cock was moving in and out of me. I felt his large
knot trying to force its way into my hole. I tried wiggling my butt out
of its way, to keep it from entering me just incase I had to make a mad
dash over the fence. The dog sensed my reluctance, and bit down gently
into the nap of my neck, -taking a mouth full of my shirt about the
collar to let me know he meant business. Immediately I gave up my hole,
allowing him to shove his huge knot into me, tieing us together and
insuring that his puppy seed would hit its mark deep inside me.

"FUCK!" I yelled, feeling his cock burst through the tight ring of my
anus.
The dog humped harder, slamming his weight into me and causing me to
scoot across the grass on my knees (another stain I would be hard pressed
to explain). His claws were ripping holes in the sides of my shirt as his
furry crotch banged into my hairy ass over and over. After afew intense
moments, I felt the dog shudder overtop of me, then felt his doggy cum
gush into me in hot wet spurts. My own cock was rock hard, trapped in the
confides of my pants. I wanted to pull it out and wack on it so bad, but
was afraid to move for fear I might startle the other rottweiler.

For several minutes we remained connected, -man and dog. After cumming,
the first dog was ready to roam about his business, but we had to wait
until his swell went down. He tugged at my asshole afew times, causing me
to groan in pain as he tried to free himself from my insides. Finally,
his knot decreased in size, and he was able to slip out easily. The
second dog went around for inspection. He sniffed at me vacated hole,
smelling the fresh pooch-cum dripping from the reddened lips. He licked
at the rosebud for afew seconds, then took his partner's place by jumping
up on my back and shoving his hardened tip into my sore hole. I almost
cried out in tears, but managed to stiffle my discomfort as the second
dog humped away at my ass, getting in his sloppy seconds.

I could feel the cum from the first dog dribbling from my freshly fucked
hole as the second dog pumped in and out of me. His claws were digging
into my sides, right where the other dog had ripped holes into my shirt.
I hoped this dog wouldn't take long to cum, and prayed that he would
leave his knot out of it when I suddenly felt it forcing its way inside.
It slipped into me rather easily due to all the dog cum already coating
my stretched inner lining. The second dog continued to plummel my
backside, burrying his cock into me with fast in and out motions. I was
receiving a royal fucking from these two man eaters. I arched my back
higher, giving the animal easier access as he tied us together, -making
me his bitch. Suddenly, I heard the back door open to the neighbor's
house. The first dog (whom had been laying down cleaning his sticky
genitals) jumped up and ran over to greet his master, the second dog kept
slamming away at my ass as if he owned it. And with the humongous knot
keeping us bound together, -he did.

I struggled to free myself regardless the fact that I knew we were tied.
My affords were met with angry growls, as the second dog warned me to sit
still. I heard the owner greet the other dog ("Killer") at the steps,
telling him to get back from the opening screen door so that he could
take out the trash. He walked down the stone steps and around the side of
the house without even noticing me. He placed the green plastic trash bag
in the silver tin trash can, then was playfully attacked by Killer.

"Hey, chill out boi." laughed the man, swatting the dog down as he jumped
up on his hind legs. "Where's yur brutha at, huh?" he asked, walking back
around towards the back of the house. "Where's Blackie, huh? Where's
yur..." his voice suddenly stopped in mid-sentence. "Whut da fuk??" he
gasped, noticing me crotched down on my hands and knees, getting ass
fucked by his dog -Blackie.
I was completely mortified. I looked up into the eyes of the owner, whom
stared back at me in total disbelief. He looked to be about 16 or 17
years old, maybe 6'2" with a thick football player's build and skin as
dark as a summer night. "POP!" he called, unable to take his eyes off the
incredible sight before him. "POP, c'mer! Hurry up!"

"What is it?" I heard another male voice say from inside. "Whats wrong?"
he asked when he got into the back door. I ducked my head in shame.
Nothing was said between the two men. I just heard the screen door open
and close, then foot steps getting closer along the ground. "What the
fuck is this?" the older voice asked, staring down at me in obvious
shock. "WHO the fuck is this?'

"I dunno. I came out here to empty the trash like you said, and found
this white dude git'n fuk'd by Blackie." said the younger boy.

"Hey, who the hell are you? What you doin in my back yard?" asked the
older man.
I looked up from the ground. The father was about my height and weight, a
milk chocolate brown complextion with a thick mustache and clean jaw
line.

"I... I... live next door..." I gasped out, between humps from the dog
behind me.

"What're you doin over here?" he asked, still in shock.

"I... I came... to rescue... my cat..." I gasped, feeling my face redden
from embarrassment.
Just then, mr Whiskers meowed from overhead, causing the owner and his
son to look up into the tree.

"Alex, help me get Blackie off him." the man said, realizing that I was
telling the truth.
Both father and son approached. They reached down to grasp the dog by his
collar, but Blackie snapped at them, -causing them to jump back and
narrowly escape being bitten.

"I think Blackie don't wanna stop, dad." said the son -Alex, with a
smirk.

"Sorry,-" the father said, looking down at my ordeal from above. "-looks
like Blackie wants to finish what he started." He thought for a minute.
"Maybe we can throw some hot water on him, that might make him dislodge."

"You might burn da man if its too hot." said Alex.

"Maybe we should call an ambulance?" offered the father.

"NO, don't...!" I cried from the ground.

The son laughed.
"I don't think he wants nobody to kno he got his ass fuk'd by a dog."

"You don't want any help?" the father asked, sounding concerned.

I shook my head "no".
"He shouldn't be too much longer..." -I hoped.
As if on que, Blackie began to whimper as his body shook and shuddered
atop me.

"Is he cummin?" Alex asked his father as they watched their dog go into
convulsions.

"I... this so, son."

Blackie slobbered doggie drowl all along the back of my neck as he filled
my aching ass with canine cum. After afew minutes, he climbed down off my
back, then tried to yank himself free from my cum logged rectum. It was
plenty painful after the first couple of attemps, but finally he was able
to pull out, causing a tidewave of animal cum to ooz from my sore abuse
butt-hole. He immediately walked away, finding himself a corner to clean
himself in.
Alex and his father began to help me up off the ground. The first dog
-Killer, snuck up behind me as the two men was noticing the wet stains
soaking the front of my pants. It was a mixture of pee, and cum as I had
shot my load in my shorts soon after the second dog mounted me.

"Get away Killer!" the father said, shoeing the dog away as he sniffed at
my tender anus which leaked a mixture of juices. But Killer wouldn't
stop, he was ready for a second go round and tried to re-mount me even as
the two men was helping me to walk to the house. "Alex, take the dogs
into the basement." ordered the father.
Alex quickly grabbed Killer by the collar while calling for the other
dog. He took both rottweilers into the basement through the side door
leading into the cellar. The father took me into the house through the
back door leading up into kitchen.

"Can you walk?" he asked, holding onto me.

"Yes." I answered, feeling his body in close contact.

"We should get you upstairs to look at your... to see if they... you
know... hurt you anywhere."
I agreed, feeling a major discomfort from the dogs yanking their knots
out of me.

The father helped me to the steps leading upstairs. He allowed me to walk
up the stairs infront of him while he followed close behind. I was aware
that my ass was exposed to him through the tear the dogs had created, and
that he could probably see all the sticky pooch cum glued to my ass as I
walk ahead of him.
We reached the bathroom soon after, and the father told me to undress as
he looked inside his medicine cabnet for some proxide and cotton balls.

"Bend over." he said, ready to inspect my hole.

"That shouldn't be necessary." I said out of embarrassment. 

"No, it's okay. I don't mind helping out. It was MY dogs that did this to
you afterall."

"But I shouldn't have been trespassing. I wasn't aware you had moved in
already."

"I still feel responsible. If you won't let me take you to the hospital,
you should atleast let me take a look and proxide it. You don't want to
get it infected, do you?"

"No." I sighed, standing there with my pants around my ankles.

"Good. Now bend over." he insisted, unscrewing the cap to the proxide
bottle.
Giving in, I slowly bent forward over the tub, revealing my entire
buttock. The black man bent down behind me, placing his hands on my ass.

"Hey, whut'chall doin in here?" asked his son, suddenly appearing in the
doorway.

"I'm making sure our neighbor is alright. Did you take care of the dogs?"
asked the father, reaching behind for a wet wash cloth.

"Yeeh, they inna basement eating."

"Good. Why don't you go to your room, or watch tv downstairs while I take
care of.... whats your name again man?"

"Mike." I answered over my shoulder. Mike Jennson."

"Sup Mike? I'm Karl Peterson. That's my son Alex."

"Peeps all me BULL, b'cuz ov my size." corrected Alex.

"He was born, ALEX." re-corrected the father.

"See pops, you need to git wid da program..." complained Alex/Bull.

"And I told you, I ain't one of your lil' street hommies. Around here,
you're Alex. Plain and simple."

"Awe pops..."

"And don't "pops" me, thats my father's title. I'm dad, daddy or sir.
Remember?"

"Yeeh." said Bull, becoming silent. The son was nearly a full 4 inches
taller than his father, and alot thicker, yet I could tell who held the
title of 'man of the house'.
Bull remained quiet as Karl wiped away whatever sweat and doggie cum
clung to my moist butt. He peeled apart the sticky cheeks, then whistled
aloud when he saw the damage the two dogs had done to my hole.

"Whut is it?" asked Bull, squeezing into the small room to see also.

"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned.

"Dam man, them dogs dun fuk'd you anew asshole, dawg." said Bull.

"It's nothing Mike. It's just... really red and irritated." said Karl.

"Sheeeit... it looks all red and swollen n'shyt. And look, cum's drippin
out...!" pointed Bull.

"Alright Alex, go back downstairs and watch tv."

"But pops... I mean, dad...!"

"Go." said Karl, firmly. Bull turned, and did as his father ordered. I
was kind of grateful. "He's not a bad kid,-" offered Karl. "-he's just
going through alot of changes right now, what with me and his mom
splitting up and us moving out here to be closer to my new job."

"Oh? You two live here alone?" I asked, becoming more concerned about
their private lives than my aching asshole.

"Yeah. My wife got the house, and my other son Jasper. He's a lil'
younger then Alex. Carmen felt like he still needed to stay with her, but
we agreed that Alex would be too much for her to handle without his
father figure in his life daily. It's not easy for him, leaving his
friends and family behind. But he's a good kid for the most part."
I felt Karl dabbing the wet cloth along my ass crack, soaking up what cum
was leaking from my swollen anal lips. "Them dogs did a number on you,
buddy."

"Does it look THAT bad?" I asked, peering over my shoulder.

"It looks like it won't close all the way." he said. "And it keeps
leaking ball-juice. But its not bleeding or anything, thank goodness."
Then there was a pause. "Let me try something. Tell me if this hurts."
I braced myself, expecting it to sting.

"Hows that feel?" asked Karl, inserting a finger up into my rectum. "Does
that hurt?"

"No." I said, feeling more cum ooz free.

"Damn..." I heard Karl moan under his breath. Looking down between my
legs, I had a clear view of Karl's crotch and the growing lump inside his
pants.

"Whats wrong?" I asked, feeling him remove his finger, only to re-inset
it a minute later.

"Nothing..."

"No, tell me. If there's something wrong, I need to know." I insisted.

"It's not you..." said Karl, sighing. "...it's me." He paused for a
moment before continuing. "Bending down here, looking at your ass... it
reminds me of..."

"Of what?" I asked, leaning over the tub.

"You know..." said Karl.

"No, what?"

"Pussy."

"Pussy? My ass reminds you of pussy?" I asked, astonished.

"Well, yeah." defended Karl. "With it all open, and dripping cum like
this... it reminds me of fucking women." I didn't answer, which must have
made Karl self-conscious. "Remember, I just separated from my wife, I
ain't seen pussy in MONTHS. I'm just about due to pop a nutt sometime
soon."

I laughed, nervously.
"Noone's ever told me my asshole looked like a pussy before." I lied,
feeling his finger work back and forth.

"First time for everything." Karl said, rubbing the large lump in his
crotch with his free hand. He didn't realize that I could see him doing
so between my open legs. I could feel my asshole begin to throb with
want. "Damn that hole is open." Karl groaned, aloud. We were both
becoming hot with heated passion. Instinctively I arched my back, causing
my ass to raise and my cheeks to part more. That seemed to be all the
invitation Karl needed. "Fuck it!" he said, standing up and unfastening
his pants.

I could hear Karl pulling down his zipper as he fished around inside to
free his willy. He pulled it out and quickly shoved it up my slickened
asshole in one quick swoop. Instantly he had his entire length violently
burried to the hilt inside me, we both nearly fell over into the tub as
his hips slammed into my cheeks.

"ARRRRHHHHGGG!!!!" I screamed out, feeling him grip me by the waist as he
fucked me hard. I could hear Bull/Alex running up the stairs to see what
all the commission was about. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when
he saw his beloved father aggressively butt-fucking me in the tub.

"Whut'z goin on?" Bull asked, watching from the doorway. His father
didn't answer, he simply kept right on fucking me with his eyes closed.
He pumped into my aching passageway with his thick crowbar, slamming into
me so hard that I had to brace myself against the shower wall to keep
from being pushed through to the other side. "dam dad, fuk 'em good!"
encouraged the boy.

Pops took his son's pleas to heart. His thick cock rammed in and out of
me with such rage and desperation, that I feared he would split me in
two. I already had a hard time explaining to my family doctor why my
annual anal exam went so easily this year. Usually his one finger strokes
were enough to clamp my anus down on, but now, he was able to slip the
finger in with hardly any resistance at all. I tried cleaning it up by
saying that Beth and I had been experimenting sexually with
fingerfuckings and dildoes. The curious looks from doctor Talbot were
priceless, but atleast he thought all the anal action I was getting was
coming from home and not an outside source.

"UHH!" grunted Karl, feeling the effects of my ass.
He was slamming in and out of me with such raw power, that my body jerked
and lurched with every thrusts. My moans were loud, filling the small
room with echos as they bounced off the cold tiles. Bull was now
massaging his own bulge as he watched his daddy butt-fuck the white man
from next door. I could feel Karl's cock practically double its width, as
his hold on my hips tighened and he dumped 8 months worth of divorced
man's cum deep into my aching inflamed bowels.

"UUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRR!!!" he screamed, his voice radiating
throughout the house as his hot molten semen burned a lava flow straight
into my innards. I could feel his cock pulse as he continued his fuck
thrusts, pumping forth up to 10 spurts inside my ass.
I was still leaning against the shower wall, when I felt his body go limp
behind me. He quickly came to his senses, realizing that he just fucked
another man infront of his teenaged son. Karl quickly yanked his semi
bloated dick from my cum-hole, then pardoned himself as he squeezed pass
his son out of the bathroom, and slammed the door to the master bedroom
-leaving me alone with junior.
I was still half way in the tub when junior freed his cock from his
jeans.

"Stay bent ova." he said, walking up behind me and aiming his cock at my
hole. I gasped aloud as he entered me, stretching my cum clogged hole
with the width of his man-tool.
The son's dick was slightly shorter than the dad's, but was somewhat
thicker. It stretched my asshole to its limits, as he happily slid it all
the way up inside of me.

"Daaaayummm, I ain't NEVA had no pussie feel this good b'fo!" he
complimented, feeding my ass his cock.
Junior fucked me just as intensely as his daddy did, tearing fire to my
sore anus as his girth forced most of the cum inside me to leak out
around his embedded penis and streak down between my legs. Again I had to
hold on tight against the shower wall as I was forced to contend with my
forth assault of the evening. All too soon Bull was gasping for air, as
his swollen testicles burst free his first round of teen-juice deep
inside my body. But that didn't stop the humpy teenager from
continuiously fucking me straight through into round two. His cock never
left my body as his fucked me for another 15 minutes, his hard cock
sloching around in my cum carvern until I felt him grip me tightly around
the waist. Bellowing like a wombed animal, he dumped his second hot load
of nigger juice inside me, impregnating me with his potent goo.

After afew seconds, he slowly yanked himself free and tucked his cock
back into his jeans. I slowly rose upright, my body an aching mess. Just
as his daddy did, junior left me alone in the bathroom too. I quietly
collected myself, redressing in the same torn, stained clothing I had
when I entered. I made my way down the stairs, but not without some
discomfort, -and found my way out the back door and into the yard. I
noticed that mr.Whiskers had managed to climb down from the tree branch,
and was probably inside wondering where his dinner was.
I carefully climbed over the fence and back into my parents yard. It was
quite painful lefting my legs up as I crossed over the gate. My asshole
yawned open, and I felt a gush of human cum expel from my asshole. I
tried tightening my abused butt, and then made my way up to the shower
where I washed away the four or five loads that continuiously secreted
from my insides. Later, after changing into some of my father's old
clothes and feeding the cat and watering the plants as promised, I called
up my wife Beth and explained to her that it would be best if I stayed
the night over my parents house due to the fact that neighborhood
children were playing pranks on my folk's home knowing that they were out
of town. Beth bought my lie hook-line-and sinker. She and my two
daughters (Kate and Racheal) wished me a "good-night", and I promised to
see them all in the morning. Then I went up stairs to my old room, and
fell asleep. But not before bursting two heavy loads of thick cum all
over my hairy belly after jacking off to what had happened to me over at
the new neighbor's house.