Date: Sun, 6 Jan 2008 13:51:34 -0500
From: Eddie Weltz <ed.weltz1980@gmail.com>
Subject: Mr Brown - my neighbor

DISCLAIMER:

The subject matter covered within involves sex between
underage males and adult males - intergenerational male
relationships.  If this type of story line offends you or
you are under the age of 18, please do not read it - kindly
move on to another story.  Additionally, if it is illegal to
read this type of material where you live, please select
another story to read.

If you wish to share your own personal experience, by all
means, please contact me.

Eddie Weltz

ed.weltz1980@gmail.com


Characters referenced include: Mom; Uncle; Grandfather; Mr.
Brown (next door neighbor); and me (Eddie).  The story is
written in a manner primarily depicting what was then as
opposed to now; thus, the sentence structure may not be in
keeping with proper writing.


Mr. Brown - my neighbor

Through the eyes of a 10 year old Mr. Brown is somewhat of
an action hero; he's a swimmer, he hikes, he works out, he's
muscled, he's great looking, and he's a friend to all  and
he's my next door neighbor!

Now before I continue on, I want to make it perfectly clear
that my all time role model was, and still is, my Uncle,
though my grandfather was also rather special.  My dad died
when I was real young and after a number of years struggling
to make ends meet, Mom decided to take my Uncle up on a
standing offer to move in with him and grandfather.  At the
grown up age of 10, Mom and I packed up just our clothes and
drove from San Francisco to Miami.  We now live in a good
house, in a great wooded area in southeast Miami, along Old
Cutler Road.  Because the house isn't real big, I share a
room with my Uncle; that way grandfather keeps his room and
Mom gets a room of her own.

Shortly after we moved in Mr. Brown came over to our house
and told my mom that I could use his pool anytime as long as
he didn't have house guests or was entertaining.  Mom
checked with Uncle and grandfather and they told her that he
was a kind and quiet neighbor but that she should know that
he is gay; however, Uncle and grandfather assured her it was
Ok and that Mr. Brown was a well respected gentleman in the
community.  They just felt that she should learn it from
them rather than maybe someone else.  Mom agreed that it
would be OK but that Uncle was to talk to me about the
"facts of life."

That night I took my bath, put on some sleeping boxers,
turned on the TV in our room and jumped into bed and started
to read some comics.  I'd fallen asleep and when I awoke I
heard the shower running and guessed that it was probably
Uncle getting cleaned up before bed.  The shower stopped and
the door opened; Uncle looked at me and said "Good, your
awake, let's talk."  He walked into the room with his robe
on and went to his side of the bed and turned on his bedside
lamp, then went over and turned the TV off; he came back to
the bed, pulled down the bedding, and took his robe off and
placed it on his chair.  He stood for a minute or so and
told me that Mom wanted him to talk to me about man/boy
stuff.  While he was telling me that I naturally kept
staring at him; I just couldn't get over how big a man's
cock could get.  Maybe I'm exaggerating but it looked as
though Uncle's cock hung way down below his balls and he had
big balls; but keep in mind I'm young so everything looks
big compared to me!

He got in bed and once comfortable I snuggled up beside him
and said "OK, what does Mom want you to tell me?"  He went
on asking me questions about sex, what I knew, and if there
was anything I thought I needed to know.  I told him that
when Mom and I lived in San Francisco a friend of Dads
(Note: the man continued to be friends with Mom and stepped
in once in a while as a Dad to me) talked to me and
explained how babies are made and where they come from.

Uncle sounded pleased that I knew so much and then he
started to talk about Mr. Brown.  He told me that there are
many different types of relationships; moms and dads who are
married and some not married but are moms and dad; men and
women who just live together; women who live with women; and
men who live with men.  What kind of relationship is Mr.
Brown in I asked.  Uncle proceeded to tell me that Mr. Brown
lived alone but that he enjoyed the company of males rather
than females.  I really didn't put two and two together at
that point in time and just stated OK.  I think that Uncle
was maybe getting a little uncomfortable about going on so
he just finished by saying; "Eddie, if anyone ever touches
you and you don't like it, or if someone makes you feel
uncomfortable, come to me and I'll handle it."  I told him
OK and then I snuggled up against his chest and fell asleep.

I don't know when but shortly thereafter, I started going
over to Mr. Brown's house to swim in his pool.  Uncle had
bought me several Speedos in all colors and I liked wearing
them.  When summer finally arrived I started spending a lot
of time at Mr. Brown's pool.  There were times that he'd
come out and tell me he was having guests and that I'd have
to leave but that I could come back when I saw that there
was only his car in the driveway; I'd leave and I would say
hello to the guys who had arrived.  In the beginning,
sometimes Mr. Brown would come out in his boxer swimsuit and
swim with me or just lay in the sun, and sometimes, he'd
have snacks and drinks for me.  I really liked Mr. Brown and
he was real good to me.

One day I was swimming and when I looked up I almost lost my
breath - there was Mr. Brown in a bright red Speedo, I'd
never seen a man look so great; he was tanned all over, his
muscles were shiny, and the front of his Speedo was really
big, as if he had stuffed something down the front.  Almost
instantly, and I don't know why, my cock became hard.  I
knew I had a hard-on because I was already playing with
myself quite often but only getting good feelings and a
little clear stuff - not milky white cum as my Dad and Moms'
friend told me about.  Anyway, Mr. Brown looked like action
heroes from many of my comic books.  Mr. Brown looked at me
and smiled and told me that seeing as I seemed to really
enjoy my Speedos, he decided to buy some.  "So what do you
think Eddie, do I look OK in a Speedo?"  I couldn't say
anything, I kept staring at his crotch and finally said;
"Wow Mr. Brown, you look great!"  He smiled at me and while
saying thank you he rubbed his hands along his hips,
backside, and then up and down his crotch.

Summer was progressing, I was enjoying the pool, would leave
whenever his friends would show up for a party or swimming.
I'd also discovered a nice park/beach not far that my Mom
and Uncle said I could walk to; it's called Matheson Hammock
and there's a lot of stuff to do and I like watching the
people.  Mr. Brown continued to be real friendly whenever he
saw me at his pool and we started to become real close; he'd
talked to me like a friend and sometimes play with me in the
pool.

I was in my backyard throwing a ball around and it rolled
over to the hedge.  I went over to get it and noticed I
could see over to Mr. Brown's pool.  Within a few seconds I
saw him come out of his house and went to a chaise lounge -
he was totally naked.  I was frozen from looking at him and
my cock got hard again.  I kept watching and saw that he was
putting some oil on his cock and then he began to jerk it.
I wanted to see more and wondered if I could get over there
and see him up close.  I hurried into the house and put on
my red Speedo and went over to his house; I walked down the
side, through the gate and then to the screen enclosure door
and said; "Hi Mr. Brown, I'm here to swim, OK?"  To my
dismay and sadly, he put a towel over him and told me to
come in and enjoy myself.  I walked by him and jumped into
the pool and swam around for awhile and all the time
wondering if I'd get to see him naked again - don't know why
but I wanted to see him naked just like seeing Uncle naked
and looking at his huge cock.  I wanted to see Mr. Brown's
cock and see if it was as big as Uncles.  Once in a while
when I looked up and over to Mr. Brown I could see that his
hand was on the towel over his cock; the towel looked like
it had a big bump in it.  I'd wave to Mr. Brown and he'd
wave back and smile and tell me to have more fun.

I swam over to the side of the pool and rested on the ledge
and asked Mr. Brown to come in and swim with me.  He
hesitated and didn't say anything and I asked him again and
used the word "please".  He got up with the towel around him
and came over to the pool, dropped the towel and jumped in.
As he dropped the towel I could see that he was still naked
and that he also had a huge hard-on.  I'd never seen a man
with a hard-on before, not even Uncle.  I got excited again
and sprang another hard-on!

Mr. Brown was swimming from one end of the pool to the other
and I swam out to the middle and met him and put my arms
around him - gotcha Mr. Brown!  He picked me up and threw me
into the air and I came down into the water and swam under
water through his legs and purposely touched his cock; I
came up from the water and told him that was fun.  We
continued to swim around and play in the water and I could
see that he still had a hard-on, which made mine even harder
than it already was.  "Throw me into the air again Mr.
Brown."  He swam over to me and got in back of me; pulling
me up and down in the water and at times I could feel his
cock hit my backside and I could feel his hard cock against
me.  During the last time he pulled me up and down in the
water, my Speedo slipped down so I pulled the Speedo off.
When Mr. Brown started to pick me up he noticed that I had
lost my Speedo and made mention that I had lost something
but said it was OK since he wasn't wearing his.  He wrapped
his arms around me as if he was going to throw me into the
air but he didn't; he just held me tight and lifted me a
little so that his cock was right up against my butt-hole -
he held me tightly and said, "You're a good little boy."  As
he was holding me one of his hands slipped down to my hard
cock and he held it; without thinking, out of my mouth came,
"Oh yes, Mr. Brown."

In holding me, we maneuvered to the side of the pool and sat
on the ledge; I placed my hand on his hard cock and then
tried to wrap my hand around it but it was too big.  He
firmly gripped my cock and started to jack me off and I
followed his lead; I was moaning and he was moaning.

"This is wrong Eddie, we must stop."
"Please Mr. Brown, no don't stop."
"Eddie you're Mom would not approve and probably put me in
jail, most people don't think this is right between a man
and boy."
I almost started to cry; "I swear Mr. Brown, I won't say
anything to anybody, please Mr. Brown, please do this with
me."

Mr. Brown continued on with stroking my cock and I stroked
his; he leaned over and kissed my neck and then my cheek; I
turned my head so that his mouth touched mine and I kissed
him on his lips.  He continued to stroke me and I continued
to moan as did he.  I kissed him again and this time he
opened his mouth and I inserted my tongue into his mouth,
our tongues began exploring one another and we each started
stroking faster and faster.  My body was flooded with warmth
and I began having the same feeling as when I play with my
cock and cum, but this time it was more intense.

"Oh Mr. Brown, I'm going to cum!"
"It's built up in you Eddie, let it flow and enjoy the
feeling."

It was nothing like any times before; I was shaking and
quivering and then white cum came out - just like Mom and
Dads friend in San Francisco had told me.

"Eddie my sweet boy, you've produced your first boy seeds;
your now ready to enjoy more things."
"Use both of your hands Eddie and make me produce man seeds
for you."

I did as he said and stroked his huge, hard cock with both
of my hands; moving them up and down the entire length of
his cock.  What prompted me I don't know, but I got down off
the ledge and stood in front of him and continued to stroke
his cock, but I put my head down to his cock and took it in
my mouth.  I continued to stroke and started to suck on his
cock, just like Mom and Dads friend had told me.  Mr. Brown
warned me that he was going to produce a lot of man seeds
and that I probably should stop sucking his cock or else I
was going to get a mouthful and that I might not be able to
take it all.  I didn't pay any attention to Mr. Brown and
continued; he started to do a lot of moaning and low screams
and said "NOW, I'm Cumming now!"  My mouth was being filled
with something wonderful, I continued to suck and swallow
and swallowed more and more; I liked it, it tasted good.
With some of his cum still in my mouth, I stood up and faced
Mr. Brown; he kissed me, taking in some of his own cum and
he swallowed it.

We talked a long time and I agreed that this had to be kept
strictly between us.

Your thoughts, comments, and personal experiences are
welcomed.