Date: Mon, 08 Jul 2002 22:57:56 -0500 From: Truman Hottie Subject: My Best Friend's Neighbor As usual, same rules apply. And drop me a quick note at trumanhottie@hotmail.com if you like. My Best Friend's Neighbor By J.R. Salarie I didn't have any desire to go to the party. I was planning on making an appearance, eating my steak, and heading out before I had to meet the boring Bible study group. However, that was all going to change. I stood at the front gate ringing my best friend's apartment number for over five minutes before she came around the corner from the public pool area. She apologized for forgetting me and led me back to where the party was already going on. So far, no one had even peaked my interest. The only people there were a couple of fire crotches, one my age but incredibly annoying and one about 40ish. Got right down to business by cooking my steaks that I had brought to the bring your own meat party. And they were almost done when a few more guests arrived. A couple, engaged. The girl was just annoying but the guy was actually cute. Although I knew that nothing would develop from that, so I quickly began eating my steak so I could be on my way. Then he came. I didn't know his name but he was amazing. He stood about 5'6", probably weighed about 160 pounds (he had a little belly on him), had gorgeous brown eyes, and brown hair that hung down to his cover his eyes. He ran right passed me and jumped into the pool. My friend yelled at him reminding him that there was no diving. That was when I learned his name was Matt. I couldn't' take my eyes off of him. It was impossible to look away because I just wanted to soak in every bit of him that I possibly could. His exit from the pool provided an even more magnificent sight. His hairless chest, the darkened treasure trail that led down to the nice-sized lump in his wet trunks, and when he turned around, the top of his crack was visible. My friend caught me staring but thankfully didn't say anything. I was upset because I really didn't get to talk to Matt much, and everything that I was to learn about him came from my best friend. Matt was the son of the land lady for the apartment complex. He basically ran the entire establishment since his mother wanted to retire. He was just 16, and according to my friend, had been borrowing movies from her on a daily basis. Now my friend only has one movie with actual homosexuality in it ("Best In Show"), but apparently, Matt had borrowed that one from her about ten times. While I didn't really make that connection then, it was about to become clear. The party was going strong with another eight people showing up (five guys that were pretty cute, but paled in comparison to Matt). And eventually things started winding down. A couple of kids left and then Matt just took off. Didn't say goodbye to anyone and didn't give me a single look. Feeling depressed, I told my friend that I was going to take off. She asked me to help her take stuff back to her apartment while she entertained the remaining guests. Coming back for anther load, I was delighted to see that Matt had returned wearing a WWF t-shirt and toting a book to read. He sat by the pool, and I picked up several other condiments to return to the apartment. However, as I began putting the things away, I felt like I wasn't alone and quickly spun around to see Matt. He explained that he had just come to use the restroom. Odd I thought since his apartment was closer that my friend's, but I wasn't about to question him. So I resumed putting away the items when I felt a pair of hands around my waist. Then I was being tickled. I started laughing and turned around to try and retaliate. I had assumed it was my best friend, but I met the eyes of Matt when I turned around. He had stopped tickling me, but his arms were still locked around my waist. Our crotches were touching. I looked at him and asked him was he was doing. He said that he really didn't know but he had felt an instant attraction to me when he had seen me at the party. I confessed to him the same thing. However he went on to explain that he had gotten in the pool simply to hide his hardon. I laughed at his honesty. Feels like you're not afraid of letting me know how you feel now I said as the pressure from his pulsating member rhythmically caused my dick to start growing as well. There we were, two guys that hadn't known each other for more than an hour, standing in my best friend's kitchen. It was the greatest feeling that I had ever experienced. I pulled Matt in closer for a more personal embrace and our lips made contact. It was as if electricity was passing in between us. Timidly, his lips parted and his tongue began trying to work it's way into my mouth. I wasn't about to stop him. Passionately we made out against the fridge. I lifted Matt onto the counter top so I could have better access to his crotch. Gasps escaped from his lips as I began gently rubbing on his straining cock through his shorts. Without any effort on my part at all, his dick slipped through an opening in the shorts. That's when I realized that he had been wearing only boxer shorts the entire time. He had a good six inches, but it was the girth that was amazing. I had never seen such a thick cock on such a young guy. I began to slowly jerk him off. Precum was leaking profusely from the tip and I broke away from our kiss to taste some of his sweet nectar. I had gone too far. Matt, apologizing, began spasming and cum shot from his cock all over my face. I moved quickly onto his member and sucked the last three squirts of jizz. Savoring the flavor, I went back up to his face. Without any hesitation whatsoever, he licked his own cum off of my face and then we exchanged his load in between our mouths. Finally, I swallowed his load and suggested that we had better move to somewhere less visible to the guests. He said not to worry because he had locked the door on his way in. Still, I took his hand and led him to my best friend's bed room. I was still hard and desperately seeking release from my cotton prison. Matt wasted no time. He took off my shirt and worked his way down stopping to suck and nibble each of my nipples and make a moist trail of saliva down to my dick. He began sucking through my shorts, but seemed to grow tired after a minute of this. He proceeded to take off my shorts and boxer briefs. Then he looked up with his adorable face and apologized in advance for not giving good head. I responded that any head from him would be good and with that he smiled and got right to work. However, he was right. Between his teeth continually sliding up and down my shaft, his braces getting caught on my pubic hair, and his intense sucking of my balls, I was less aroused than I ever imagined I could be with him. He began to cry and I pulled him up telling him that it was okay and that it just takes practice. Of course, then I offered to let him practice on me anytime. He was in a better mood then and we resumed making out. Then I was aroused again and he began to jerk me off by just massaging my corona. It was amazing but he didn't want me to just cum. Between pants, he asked if I could fuck him. Remembering the sweet ass that I had seen earlier, I could not refuse. So with his ass up in the air, I began rimming his tight hole. His moans just made me work my tongue deeper into his sweet ass. And after about 15 minutes, he felt ready. I told him that I would go slow, but he told me just to stick all eight inches in fast. He confessed that he had been practicing with a dildo for several years. So I did was I was told. He winced in pain but kept begging for more. I was completely in when he turned over so I could look at him in the face. I started out slow and began to massage his newly hardened dick. Within a few minutes he was asking for it faster and harder, so not to disappoint him, I gave him everything I had in me. I must have fucked his ass for five minutes harder than I had ever done to anyone else. Every time I could go all the way in my balls would slap loudly against his ass. I leaned over and began kissing him again. It pushed him over the edge and I felt his second load pump onto my chest and drip down onto his. The tightening of his muscles when he had jizzed sent me over the edge as well and I filled his bowels with seven pumps of hot seed. We remained like that a moment to catch our breath. After going limp, I pulled out and Matt didn't hesitate to clean my dick. When he was done, I pulled him in to embrace him again and we fell asleep in each other's arms. We awoke to find my best friend standing in front of us. She just smiled, said that she was glad that we had finally found each other, and on her way out the door, reminded Matt that she had a key since it was her apartment. But none of that seemed to phase us. We just went back to cuddling and exchanged numbers before I took off. I plan on getting together with Matt really soon.