Date: Mon, 5 Jan 2009 17:21:38 -0800 (PST) From: French Fry Subject: Neighborly Developments part One (Installment 1) (Gay Male Adult Youth) This is Frenchy Fry material and any other authors claiming to be me or impersonating me or any other postings of my stories are not tolerated. ONLY Nifty.org and its mirror sites are given permission to use my material. This story is 100% original. This is an adult story intended for adults. If you are underage, if sexually explicit material offends you, or if it is illegal to view adult material where you live, please leave now. This is a fantasy, so I remind you that I have done away with the requirements of safe sex, and have included no gestures toward common sense either. Please email me if you have any suggestions or comments. I love to hear readers' reactions to my writing. Let me get into a little background information about me when I was growing up, I'm Denis and I was just your average gay teen going into my senior year in high school hiding the fact I was gay from everyone in my life. I was 5'6 with short blond hair and blue eyes that everyone remarked resembled the ocean and all her beauty. I wasn't a jock and I wasn't a nerd but I had friends on both side of this spectrum and was fine not being defined into one of these two categories. I worked hard getting a tan at the near by beach and working out at the local gym because I always wanted to look my best.. The girls always tried getting close to me but I would just tease them and hope they never caught on that I was gay. Anyone who was thought to be gay in my town was labeled as an outcast and I knew I couldn't possibly handle that so I would stay in the closet until I graduated and was on my way to college. Well at least that was my plan but as I soon found out that was going to be really difficult. When I first moved into this cozy little town, about ten years ago, I quickly became friends with my neighbor's youngest son Tyler who was about a year older than me. We had our innocent fun shortly after becoming nearly inseparable and best friends but I was never really interested in him or people my age. Time went by and our innocent fun became something we never talked about never even hinted of, he started dating and in junior high school we realized it was best to keep that part of our friendship secret from the world. I hated this I knew I was gay from a young age, everyone always joked that I was gay and I hid it well but damn were they right. I always had the biggest crush on Tyler's father Christopher but I could never fulfill any of my dreams of getting to his long Italian dick or his perfect ass that I had never had seen but was an illustration created by my young imagination. He was about 38 and had dark brown hair and hazel eyes, 6'2 with chest hair that would escape his collared shirts, when they weren't buttoned up all the way, when he would come home from a long day at work. I would often catch myself staring at him getting out of his car and walk into the house as me and Tyler played basketball on the hoop that he set up for us the year before. He was the manager of a local construction company and had worked there since college; working his way up the company ladder and you can definitely tell by his physique he worked hard to get to where he was now. My fantasies were always kept in my head because of my relationship with his son and I couldn't tell anyone about these fantasies because the one person I possible could confide in was his son. As we got older I still had these feelings for him and he began to be more reckless around us because we could handle it. I would stay over his house and he would tell us stories about when he was a kid and gave us beer. The third time I slept over it started getting interesting. He told us a story about sneaking beer into the movie theater when he was a teenager and was drinking along with the story. Fortunately for me it was an incredibly hot day for the spring and they didn't have their air conditioners in yet so he started unbuttoning his shirt. I was in heaven as he continued on with the story soon taking of his shirt. Thus revealing the chest I had only dreamed of, it was covered a wonderful treasure trail into his pants and beneath his briefs. If only I were home or had a camera to take a picture of this Kodak moment. This was only the first of many our moments, the next one I believed I was more in control of though. It was a sunny day in the middle of the summer and Christopher was mowing his lawn, I was hanging out inside playing with Tyler and noticed he was almost done. Knowing that he always takes a shower after mowing the lawn I decided to intercept him in the bathroom. The bathroom connects to the hallway and to his room. He walked into his room to get clothes to change into and took his dirty clothes off put them in the laundry shoot and put his robe on. I walked into the bathroom right before he did and turned around to see him trying to tie his robe before I saw his pride and joy. It was about 6 inches soft and covered in hair. He was embarrassed and I acted like it and quickly got out of the bathroom not mentioning anything about it to Tyler. It was about a month after our meeting in the bathroom and I was sleeping over again. I went back home real quick to grab another controller and saw Christopher sleeping on the couch in nothing but his white briefs. I quickly covered my mouth not to wake him and ran to my house got my controller and had the camera on my phone ready. I quietly walked back into the house looked over at the couch where he had been sleeping to find him gone. I stood there for a bit to gather myself after thinking I lost my opportunity to see him but sure enough, Christopher walked into the room wearing nothing but his briefs. I could see the outline of his cock and his muscular legs trying not to stare at him while I was taking my shoes off. He said something to me I nodded and ran up the stairs to continue playing with Tyler. I wanted so much to go back to my house and beat off to my resent visions of Christopher but I thought I'd save it for later that night. But Tyler ruined my plan by telling me to sleep over. I guess it was a win, win situation if I went home I would be able to beat off but if I stayed I would probably get another story from his father, giving me some more time to stare at him and maybe he would still be in his underwear. I wasn't expecting what actually happened that night though. Tyler fell asleep after the first story but I was still wide awake and so was Christopher he asked me if I wanted to hear another story I agreed because I could stare at him for another half hour but this was a story about how he and his older brother used to make out, give each other blowjobs, and even one time have sex. I don't know how he knew I was gay or why he was telling me this but he promised to keep my secret safe if I kept his. We started making out and he started caressing my ass, as I felt him up, but thought it was too risky to continue doing this because his wife was home and Tyler might come looking for me. We decided to continue this another time and I thought I should get to bed. My cock was aching for a beating but it wasn't the time, seen as how I had to get up early in the morning the next day, or the place. I woke up the next morning to the sound of Tyler playing a video game and my eyes tried to focus on the T.V. but then were drawn to the fresh Boston Crème doughnut that Tyler was eating. I asked if there were anymore and then went downstairs to get one. Christopher as in the kitchen eating one as I went to go grab one from the box but as my hand hit the box Christopher's did as well, his other hand softly squeezing my ass. As he winked at me he said that he got one just for me and it had green sprinkles on it, knowing green was my favorite color. It made me feel like he cared about me and it really turned me on. I don't know what it was about him but I felt like we had a real connection and that sooner or later we would find a way to be together at least once since I was over his house almost everyday. A few days later Tyler invited me over his house, like any other day but said he could only hang out for a little while since he and his mom had to go out shopping for clothes. I said yes knowing that there would be some time after wards alone with Christopher since he had always hated the mall. I saw him setting up a ladder and we created a little small before I walked into their house. I played it cool on the outside but was so incredibly anxious wondering what was going to happen and was hoping that Tyler and his mom would leave soon and after about an hour the time was finally about to come. Tyler's mother came up and told him to get ready to leave she asked me if I wanted to go with them but declined. Christopher walked in the house and asked me if I could help him with something outside real quick since Tyler was about to leave, Tyler and his mother thought nothing of it and left within a few minute. We were standing in the backyard just talking; he asked if I wanted this I said I was really looking forward to it. We waited a few minutes before going back inside. We went upstairs and into his room, there was the king sized bed that I always imagined him beating off on in my dreams and there was a walk in closet that I would always be hiding in during these dreams. Knowing we only had about 2 hours, since the mall was only about 15 minutes away, we started right after setting the alarm to warn us before Christopher's family was suppose to be back. He stripped me, first taking of my shirt, exposing my tiny nipples and the six-pack that I had worked so hard on, then toke off my cargo shorts and I was on his bed in nothing but my blue and black striped boxers. I had a raging hard on trying to hold it back with all of my might, making sure I didn't ruin this wonderful moment. We made out for a few moments before I started taking off his t-shirt, which he was wearing while working out in the hot summer sun, and could smell his manly aroma. He laid on top of me for a few more minutes and we continued to make out. I started stroking his cock through his torn jeans that he always wears when working outside, I could feel him getting bigger and I couldn't wait to get him out of his pants. I ripped his pants off of him and got him in those beautiful briefs that I had seen him sleeping in only a few days earlier. Finally it was just the two of us lying in his bed wearing nothing but our underwear, I couldn't believe it I was about to fulfill one of my wildest dreams that I thought had the least percentage of happening I'm about to have sex with my best friends father. Christopher let his cock free of his constricting briefs and I began to suck on it. It was the best feeling as his pubes brushed against my face. The smell of his balls and the rest of his manhood after working outside all day was completely incredible. I licked his balls and the shaft till the pre-cum was oozing out of him. His ten inch cock was even better than in my dreams. If only I could put this moment on rewind and live this forever. I could sense that he was about to explode and within a few seconds he flipped me over onto my stomach and slowly pushed his fat cock into my virgin ass. He repeatedly jammed his cock into my ass; I let of a scream because it felt so good. He started going faster and faster until I could feel him explode in my ass. He then began to eat it out of my ass; I'm not quite sure what was better feeling his tongue inside of me or the feel of his mustache and goatee against the tender skin on my ass. Once he got most of his semen out of my ass and then he wanted some of mine. It didn't take as long as I would have wished but I finally came in his mouth. I grabbed onto his hard muscular body right after I came wishing we could lie there forever. After that we just relaxed on the bed enjoying each others company and wishing this didn't have to end. The alarm went off letting us know that it was almost 2 hours later and I put my clothes on and walked out. He said he wanted to do this again, but I thought it was probably unlikely, and just nodded. Later that night I was on my computer but all I could think about was him, until I was broken from my daze by my speakers screaming "You've Got Mail." I opened the document to see pictures of Christopher stripping, he said that he really cared about me but he wasn't gay and if we couldn't get back together anytime soon he thought the pictures would make up for it for now. It's not the same as the real thing but it's much better than nothing I thought. Then shortly after this I got an email from another address only to see pictures of me and Christopher having sex. The writer said that he was intrigued by what he had seen and would keep our secret safe, but I wasn't sure. I quickly told Christopher what had happened and we were both very intrigued but frightened that our good names might be tarnished by this mysterious man. To Be Continued