Date: Thu, 20 Mar 2003 07:36:13 -0800 (PST) From: Byran Johnson Subject: Helping Joey This story is pure fiction but I wish it were true. I wish I'd had a neighbor like Joey and That he had become my really good friend. We had moved to the house where this story takes place when I was about 5. I don't really remember much about Joey until I was about 12 and realized that Joey lived alone in the house next door. I remember seeing him walking or jogging every morning, rain or shine and summer time he liked working in his yard wearing just jogging shorts. When I was 13 or so I realized what a really nice guy Joey was. He paid me to help him in the yard and do stuff around his house when I think the real reason he wanted me there was for someone to talk to. This story is about one wonderful, enlightening afternoon when I was 15. I was starting to date girls and my teen age hormones were raging most of the time. I knew very little about sex between a guy and a gal and even less about sex between to guys. Sure a couple of buds and I used to mess around when we had a sleep over, having mutual jack off sessions and once in a while doing each other but it never went beyond that. I don't remember ever even thinking about giving or getting a blowjob from one of them. One really warm summer afternoon I was heading down to the corner store for a soda when Joey saw me and asked if I'd have time to help him. I said sure and went over. Now Joey was in his mid 60's but looked more like about 50. His dark hair was more color than white, his body was very trim and muscular and he had a great tan from working outside so much. He was wearing only jogging shorts and sneakers. "What you need?" I asked as I walked into his yard. "Oh I just got some weeds and stuff to pick up and bag and my backs giving me a bit of a problem today," Joey replied. "I'm quitting for today as soon as we get it cleaned up." I racked and bagged the stuff he had pulled and then he asked me if I wanted to come in for a soda. I said sure and we headed for the house. Joey had always been a good friend, someone I could talk to but he never got personal with his questions or acted possessive or anything like that. But as I think back this day was different. Joey started by asking me how my "love life" was going, and kind of laughed as he asked it. I replied Ok I guess. Then he asked about stuff like did I like feeling a girls tits and did I like it when she stroked my cock and stuff I didn't know anything about let alone have an experience with. But I noticed as he was asking me these questions he was watching me very closely, for a reaction I guess. Then Joey changed the line of questions and ask me if I had ever played with a buddies cock. I told him I had and he asked me if I enjoyed it. I thought a minute and said "Yes I guess I did. It felt so different in my hand, hard and soft at the same time and so hot." "How long was it?" Joey asked. "I guess 4 or 5 inches," I replied. These questions Joey was asking me made me think back to those nights during sleep overs that Eddie or Mark and I would start stoking each others cocks. I thought at the time that it was sort of fun but didn't think about it much when we weren't doing it. But as Joey got up from the table and moved over to me I couldn't help but wonder what this was leading to. "Would you like to feel mine," he asked. I noticed a bulge in his shorts that definitely drew my interest. My breath got short, I really didn't know what to say. Yes I wanted to I thought to myself. But it really isn't something I should do. Joey put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Wouldn't you like to run your hand up under my jogging shorts and see what's causing the bulge?" Of course I wanted to but the debate went on in my mind. Finally after several minutes I put my hand on his tan muscular thigh and started up. I looked up at him and he smiled and then ran his hand over to the side of my head. My hand reached his cock at the same time he pushed his pelvis towards my face. He rub his bulge against my cheek as I took his hardness in my hand. "Go ahead and pull my shorts down," he whispered. "Let my dick escape its prison." I hooked my fingers in the elastic belt of his shorts and pulled them down, pressing his cock against his stomach. With his shorts at his ankles I had a full view of his beautiful hard cock. It looked around 7 or 8 cut inches with a large mushroom shaped head. The veins stuck out the length of his shaft and his balls hung in a large hair covered sack. It felt soooo gooood in my hand as I stroked its entire length. Joey kept pushing it closer and closer to my face. Finally he asked me to taste it. To run my tongue around the head and lick the shiny pre cum off. I was a little hesitant to taste his cum but once I did I didn't dislike it at all. Finally Joey pressed his cock head against my lips and asked me to take him into my mouth. I couldn't believe how much I enjoyed the feeling of his cock in my mouth. From the beginning it was something I wanted to do. I worked his cock in and out and stroked it with both hands while I did. Then I started caressing his balls while I sucked and he started moaning. My head was being held in both his hands as he fucked my face. I liked the thought of the pleasure I was giving Joey as he continued to work his cock in and out of my mouth. Then Joey pulled his cock out of my mouth and dropped to his knees between my legs. He quickly unbuttoned my levi cutoffs and asked me to lift up a little so he could slip them off. He took off the cutoffs and briefs in one movement exposing my hard boy cock. Then he proceeded to give me the most pleasure I have ever had before then or since then. When his mouth closed down on my cock and he started a little suction and Moved is tongue over and around the head I thought I would fall out of the chair. I couldn't have lasted more than a few minutes before I had the most mind blowing climax of my young life, filling his mouth with my cum. I didn't even have time to warn him but it made no difference, he swallowed every drop I gave him. My first reaction to the whole episode was one of complete pleasure. The feeling of his cock in my mouth and the earth shattering climax I had in his was totally wonderful. Then I was filled with uncertainty. What had I just done I asked myself. I had sex with another male, a man old enough to be my grandfather. A man who had been my good friend and confident. How could he do this to me. I was very upset with myself but more with Joey. But maybe I was blaming Joey for something I should have stopped. Maybe I was blaming him instead of accepting the blame myself." "Are you alright," Joey asked as he poured my another soda. "I don't really know," I replied. "I know what happened wasn't right, but don't know what I feel about it." "Did you enjoy it?" he asked. I told him, "My first reaction is yes. I loved it. The feeling of your hard cock in my hand and then in my mouth was incredible. And when you started sucking me I didn't know what to do it felt so good. And the climax you brought on in me was unbelievable. But I don't know. I just don't know. I enjoyed giving you pleasure and I know you gave me pleasure but I just don't know." "I would never forgive myself if I thought for a minute that you didn't want what happened to happen," Joey said. "I have wanted your cock in my mouth for a long time but the timing was never right. This afternoon it just seemed to happen and seemed to be what both of us wanted. If you are sorry that it happened I assure you it will never happen again and we will never talk about it again." "But Joey I don't know what I want. In one thought I want to put my arms around you and kiss you and bury my tongue in your mouth. The next thought I want to throw up. I want to suck your cock until you fill my mouth with cum like I did yours and then I want to hit you," I cried. "Then I want to rip off your cloths and cuddle up to you until you bury your hard cock in me. And then I want to run home and cry myself to sleep." Tears were streaming down my face as I spoke. I didn't want to punish my dear friend but I didn't know whether he was still my friend or not. Whether I wanted him as a friend or not. I finally decided I had to get out of there before I came completely apart. "I've got to go," I said. "I've got to get out of here." I got up and bolted for the door. I couldn't stand to be there anymore. I couldn't stand to face Joey. I was out the door before Joey grabbed my arm. "Please don't go," Joey begged. "I don't want you by yourself the way you feel right now. Please stay here until you calm down a little." "No, I've got to go and think this thru," I said as I pulled free. "I'll be alright. I'll talk to you later." Joey pleaded with me as I ran down the steps and across the yard. I was so glad there was no one home because I don't think I could have explained the state I was in. I went to my room and flopped on my bed. I don't know why, but I was completely exhauster. I didn't do much thinking before I was sound asleep. It was a couple hours before I woke up. It was amazing because there was no doubt in my mind as to what I wanted to do. The thinking time was over and it was time for action. I ran out of my house, across the yards and up the steps to Joey's door. I didn't waste time with a knock, just charged into the living room. Joey stood up and looked very unsure as what was going to happen. I rushed across the room, wrapped my arms around him and crushed my lips against his. I forced my tongue into his mouth and worked his tongue with mine. The kiss lasted for several minutes during which my cock started growing and I could feel his pressed against my stomach. Then I dropped to my knees and ripped his shorts down and began stoking his hardening cock. I ran my tongue around the head, kissed and nibbled up and down the shaft and started licking around his ball sac. I gripped his ass buns and forced my face into his crotch. I took one ball and then the other into my mouth and gently sucked them. Then I kissed back up his cock and took as much as I could of it into my mouth. It was so wonderful when Joey started fucking my mouth. I wanted his cum so bad I continued sucking and stroking him. "I'm going to cum," Joey moaned, "do you want me to cum in your mouth?" I quickened the pace of my sucking in answer and felt his cock growing bigger and harder in my mouth. Stroking it with both hands as my head bobbed up and down I suddenly felt hot sticky shots of cum hit my throat. Joey must have cum 6 or 7 times before he fell to the chair, his softening cock shinny with my saliva and his cum. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked the last few drops of cum out. "I hope that answers any questions you might have about our relationship," I smiled. "And next time we are going to cuddle and you are going to have my boy cunt."