Date: Wed, 13 Jan 2021 18:40:31 +0000 (UTC) From: Terry Green Subject: Neighbor's Son Cump Dump (Gay, adult-youth) To all who read or write, if you could please support Nifty with any donation, it will keep this platform to all in the LGBT community and our allies. Any amount helps, and thank you to all who read/provide me feedback or others. Stronger together we are. Terry I live in a small house in Manassas, VA. For most this name is familiar for the civil war battle of Bull Run, or perhaps the John Bobbit incident where he lost his little friend years ago. Manassas is a strange name, but this once rural but now burgeoning suburb of Washington, DC has grown from its humble origins. It was founded as a Jewish community of farmers, back in the 1700's, give or take a few years here or there. It has always been known for its railroads, although nowadays it's mostly for commuters, who take the scenic VRE in the capital area of the USA. This small city now exceeds 50,000 people, is diverse, and many publications consider it among the best places to live. When I was in my teens, I had to keep my gay orientation hidden. There's no doubt some knew I was, but it was far away from me, despite the inner turmoil. Days of surviving were met by crying in my sleep, as I'd never be accepted for who I was, but judged for whom I chose to love or share passion with. Rebel flags used to be prevalent, and everyone knew the KKK's phone number. You used to be able to call it, and hear an angry voice extolling the virtues of white Christianity and hatred for anyone different. Trucks with the flag, or showing stickers with "The South shall Rise Again" were common place. To this day many streets are named after confederate heroes, although that may not be for long, due to the changing demographics and people being more educated. Sure there's a hillbilly here or there, but most of them nowadays, are mere wannabes or just cranking country music, along with dipping Grizzly these days. While some are sad the Old Dominion Raceway is gone, count me as one who's glad, along with the more acceptance for all that's now a reality instead of a pipe dream. Virginia summers are swampy. This past one on a humid August day, it took me considerable time to mow my front yard. Being in my 40's, I'm lucky to be in good shape with a youthful appearance, brown hair, and stand in at a good 6'3. My weight varies from 200 to 220, but as I do lift and run marathons, that plus good genetics has kept me feeling super. That evening I went in and got a cold Heineken, and sat on ribs front porch. It felt good to chill a bit, as my law office work had picked up considerably, and I just hadn't had a lot of free time. Also it had been awhile since I busted a nut, and I was getting pretty short with people lately. It was definitely a night for some porn, as I knew "time to decrease stress in my hands." Like other gay guys I enjoy porn, just like straight people do, or well can't think of anyone who doesn't enjoy this particular brand of entertainment. My balls were low hanging and heavy, and I knew it was time to unload some of that extra pressure built up. It was a shame my boyfriend James and I had broken up six months prior, as he didn't just leave the area, he moved to another state. Even though he had an acerbic attitude, what I wouldn't do to just throw him on the bed, and fuck his brains out. I thought back to his hole, how tight he was, and how he used to suck on me prior to plowing him. "Dammit!" I thought. My shorts with no underwear under them were hard, and I could see my brown pubes peeking out from the top of them. Relaxing felt quite nice though, and as the blue Camaro pulled in, I waved to Billy. He was a junior at Christopher Newport University. This school wasn't famous like William and Mary, or nearby George Mason University, but it was a great institution down in the Hampton Roads area. I had known him and his parents since they moved in two years ago from Arizona, and he was growing up to be a studious and impressive young man. He was studying computer cyber security, and even interning for one of the government agencies in Washington. Due to the sensitive nature of his work, he wasn't able to tell me much, but he'd been a big help when my desktop crashed. "Hey Terry!" He waved and I did back, and he was a really handsome guy. I guessed he wanted another beer, as before I knew it, he was next to me on the porch lounger chair drinking Heinekens. Admittedly I was having a hard time keeping my eyes off of him, as at 6 feet tall, thin, with blonde hair and blue eyes he looked like a younger Brad Pitt. As the drinking continued, those blue eyes captivated me, as did his lips. He was clean shaven, wearing a t shirt and shorts, and flecks of blonde hair on his legs made me yearn to be with him. Nightfall came fast. Both of us were buzzing, and I accepted a menthol cigarette from Billy. I usually don't smoke, but once enough beer or booze is consumed, inhibitors go out the window like the proverbial fly. Also my sex drive increased, as as Billy and I were having a great conversation, he surprised me by holding my hands. Then he kissed me really fast. Was this really happening? I could not believe it, but as his parents were out of town, this hot 21 year old was getting fresh with me. He had always been friendly, but I guess my gay radar wasn't working, as I didn't think he had any interest in other guys. His lips felt good, his hands warm and soft as our palms interlocked. Kissing continued and finally he told me "take me to your bedroom Terry." I wasn't going to argue, so we made a beeline through the living room, and soon we were on my queen bed kissing with tongues in perfect cadence. He quivered as I put my hands up his smooth chest, touching his nipples. Heat of the Suns magnesium was burning, and I started to kiss his nipples, along with running my hands down his zipper. Oh yes he had a perfectly shaved penis. Such a nice cock gift wrapped under those shorts and green boxers, and I always enjoyed the sensation of a smooth cock and balls in my mouth especially. Major turn on, and soon I had his penis all the way, deep in my jaw. Bobbing up and down, spitting and slobbering on his manhood he moaned and his legs bounced all over the place. I got hard with his penis in my mouth, as I controlled the pace, and had Billy completely under my control. Oh yes I worshipped his musky shaved schlong, licking the head and going side to side, along with slurping his smooth balls as well. He had never been blown like this. Daddy time was in effect, as I reached around his hips, and continued to draw him into my mouth with a aggressive measure of tenacity. His toes curled. He moaned. I was full of precum, when he told me to "lie down." Oh my he felt so good. Such a sexual and sensual blow job artist he was. At first he struggled with my eight inches of fury, but he eventually deepthroated me, and it was if any care in the world had gone away. I tussled his blonde hair and watched him take my penis into his mouth. Billy also rubbed his penis on mine, which felt like a out of body experience. He finally put his hands together around our penises, and we rubbed our cocks together as well. Oh yes when he slid his fingers in my pubes, and gently caressed my balls I almost saw stars as waves of pleasure bounced all over. "Easy Daddy." Billy had been with other guys, I could tell, but he'd never experienced this size before and would need to be warmed up. I licked his hole all over, in and out, preceding my cock reaping him inside to his wild animal substances. He was on the edge of the bed, his feet on my shoulders as I pounded him with all I had. His ass was so warm, so hot, and tight. I could feel how his hole grabbed me. Oh yes I pushing with all of my might, tension, and pent up frustration. The sweat both of our scents arriving enough. Billy was moaning, pulling me to him so we could kiss. We both watched me enter, pull out, and slide again in his ass. He smiled in this innocent grin when I gently touched his warm yet tightening testicles, and sure enough he came so hard it was a seamless fountain of his cum all over him and my chest. He looked at me. Smiled. I couldn't help but return it, thrusting my penis into him, and felt the chemicals release as my balls emptied out fast in him. It was like a fire extinguisher being released, and soon enough, I became aware of my tension unwinding. Billy smiled at me, "got somewhere to go? "Nothing," I lied and he graciously accepted this, as I shot a gigantic load of in his nether region.