Date: Sat, 4 Aug 2012 10:40:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: jbalancier9@yahoo.com
Subject: Just Neighbors - Part 5

Just Neighbors – Part 5

Back at the hotel, Taylor climbed the stair taking two at a time with the
cold beer stuck under his arm.

A young couple passed Taylor in the hallway. They smiled at him and he
politely said "good evening" as the elevator closed its doors for a descend
to the cocktail lounge downstairs off the lobby.

Taylor began working at the hotel as a desk clerk before moving to the
dining room as a waiter. He knew the layout of the rooms very well.

He made his way past the long number of guest rooms stopping at 224. He ran
his fingers through his short hair and unbuttoned the first two buttons of
his dress shirt.  It was a warm evening and Taylor's white shirt clung to
his chest. He wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Taylor was a tall solid young man just under 6 ft. He was darker and more
muscular than his room-mate David and looked more mature.

Taylor spent time at the pool whenever he could and his body was
exquisitely tanned with bikini lines around his hips and crotch.

David was young and boyish looking and Taylor was young and manly looking.
Both of them were around twenty two years old and perfect as far as Steve
was concerned.

With only two taps on the door, Steve opened it immediately.

Taylor walked right in as if he was at home and set the beer down on top of
a portable bar. At first neither one said a word until Taylor spoke.

"Thought you'd like a cold one" – said Taylor

"Thanks – but I'll settle for a hot one "- said Steve removing his
shirt.

"You're going to get both" – answered Taylor

"Okay dude – what's the story here" – asked Steve

"The story?"

"Yeah, `the plan' - Are you here for bucks" – said Steve.

"Not necessarily – I asked you if you wanted company – so I am not
looking for anything but a good fuck – but should you happen to stick a
couple of twenties in my shirt pocket – I wouldn't refuse a tip"

"I get it!!" – replied Steve

"You do?"

"Couldn't be plainer" – answered Steve

"How's that?"

"Oh never mind" – said Steve. – "let's just say – I get it"

"Fine"

"Fine" – Steve repeated.

Steve was standing bare chested with his pants still on.

Taylor removed his shirt and rubbed up against Steve. Their two bodies
touched and Taylor's cock went into up-scope directly.

"How `bout popping a can of that beer for me" - asked Steve

"Sure"

Taylor reached for the beer and opened two cans and they each took a swig
and set the cans back down.

"Be right back" – said Taylor as he headed off to the bathroom.

Steve removed his pants and flopped down in a chair next to the bed wearing
only his skin tight white briefs,

He grabbed his beer and took a couple of more gulps.

Taylor returned from the bathroom stark naked and stood directly in front
of Steve who was still sitting holding his can of beer.  Taylor's cock was
hard and even with Steve's face.

Taylor was well built and incredible looking with no clothes to cover
him. He was muscular and hard,

His cock was nice size with big balls and his legs were solid and strong
looking. His chest had just enough black hair to give him an Italian or
Greek impression.

Yes, Steve could easily see that this young dude had the equipment to
hustle most any man.

When Taylor turned around so Steve could see his ass, Steve's thoughts went
entirely into fuck mode.

Taylor had gold star round, gorgeous ass cheeks. Steve hadn't seen anything
this good since his college days in the locker room when playing on the
football team for Michigan State.

He had noticed Taylor's butt in the restaurant and knew he was hot but
naked this kid was like a volcano and Steve was leaking precum just wanting
to tap that baby.

"Well" – said Taylor – will I do?"

"Gulp - Do? – Holy shit –You are a culinary magnet"

"Well I am yours for the taking" – answered Taylor as he stretched and
moved towards him.

Steve's loins were twitching and his cock was rock hard. He stood up and
did some stretching himself.

Steve looked exceptional. His body was pillar hard from working out at the
gym and his cock was impressive – It was something that Taylor wanted
and Steve recognized it right off.

Taylor tugged a bit on his own dick and cupped his balls with his right
hand. He rubbed his balls with his hand for a few seconds.

He took his cocky hand and put it against Steve's lips and under his nose.

"Smell my nuts?" – Now say something – Taylor demanded.

"You're a little whore –a gamey sexy whore"

"And?" – Taylor continued

"And – shut the hell up – don't try to mess with my head – Now
how's that for an answer?" - said Steve.

Taylor smiled but never responded. Steve believed he got the answer he was
looking for.

Steve slumped to the floor and Taylor squatted just above Steve's face and
spread his ass cheeks apart using both hands.

"Eat it daddy - lick my hole and rape me – tongue fuck me good –
cried out Taylor.

"What did you just call me?" – asked Steve

"I forgot"

"Have you been a bad boy?" – asked Steve

"Oh yes –can't you see how bad – use me and make me feel better" –
said Taylor.

Steve unlike his buddy Mark was not use to talking this way but it excited
him immensely.

The more Taylor talked and called him `daddy' the more Steve became blown
away by the power he had over him. He actually felt uncomfortable hearing
that word at first,but decided to play along with Taylor.

Steve grabbed Taylor by the throat and held him on the floor.  "Okay, you
little hotel slut – you want daddy to plug your little ass? – is that
what you want?"

"A-huh"

"Not good enough – tell me again – this time – mean it!!"

"Fuck me –screw me and fill my body with your juice – I want to feel
your big cock inside me – I want a man who excites me. Everything
tonight is for you." – Everything mumbled Taylor.

Steve's emotional state changed from sarcasm and frustration to compassion
and gentleness. He pulled Taylor on top of him.

He took his two hands and held Taylor's face and kissed him overpoweringly
sticking his tongue inside his mouth.

This was out of character for Steve who said he didn't like kissing men.

Hell – tonight this was different.

Steve threw Taylor's legs on his shoulders and lifted his body high enough
to get a pillow under his ass.

He liked to fuck the same way Mark enjoyed doing it. They had learned from
each other.

He eyed his tight pink hole and he went wild licking and sucking Taylor's
hot ass. He couldn't get enough and tongue fucked him for all he was worth.

Taylor was well endowed between the legs. His cock was cut, smooth, long
and swollen and Steve was there to take advantage of it.

Taylor's cock was hard as nails and Steve went down on him and swallowed
his entire dick like a hungry dog.

It seemed like only a matter of seconds when Taylor cried out – "Steve-
squeeze my nuts – Tea bag me dude - I'm movin man – and spurt after
spurt of warm milky cum seeped into Steve's mouth.

Taylor's cock was deep enough inside Steve's throat where Steve didn't
taste anything. He just gulped and swallowed.

He had only tasted Mark's cum in his mouth before and wanted to keep that
memory alive as long as possible.

Steve leaned back and reached for his beer to clear away a sticky cum
feeling lodged in his throat.

With that blow job out of the way he could now concentrate on Taylor's ass
and conquer the prize that he really was after.

Taylor licked Steve's chest and worked his way down to his stomach and
straight to his crotch.

He chewed a little on his pubic hair and began to suck his dick into his
mouth.

Taylor was actually a pretty good cock sucker and licked the precum
away. He used his lips, tongue and teeth with just the right movements to
feel great.

Taylor was hot and the blow job was feeling completely special, but Steve
didn't want to get off this way – not with Taylor's handsome frame
beckoning to him to fuck – alluring him and tantalizing him beyond his
control.

Steve reached for a condom and Taylor wanted to roll it over his cock.

"Here- let me do it!" – said Taylor.

Taylor rolled the condom down the shaft of Steve's cock and kissed his dick
before releasing it.

"Pretty baby – come inside and see me" - said Taylor as he patted
Steve's cock.

A blob of wet lube went between Taylor's crack and he was ready to receive
what they both were waiting for.

This time Steve held him in doggy style position and pushed gently into his
tight waiting hole.

Steve was going to remember this night for some time to come – that was
for sure. He wasn't about to `pussy-foot' around any longer being a gentle
guy.

The animal instinct started to rise in him and move through his body like
rushing water.

He pounded away on top of that hard bubble ass like a bronco and Taylor
took each punishing moment loving every second of having Steve's man hood
inside him.

Taylor fucked in return with such exactness and it didn't make sense to
Steve. It was like the two of them were machine welded and working in
unison, - unreal.

Because of the fore play and foul talking – it didn't take long for
Steve to dump his load.

He could feel the nut milk bubbling in his balls and seconds later he cried
out `aieeyahh' – "you dirty fuckin whore – take it – take it." Oh
my god – your body is fantastic –Jesus yes - fantastic.

Steve's cum spurted out covering the inside of the condom as Taylor's
essences painted the outside of the Trojan.

Steve's heart was racing as a result of the excitement, pleasure, and the
tight fuck that Taylor had just given him.

He relaxed, sprawled out and laid down next to him.

"You know kid..."

"Stop calling me `kid' – I hate that, I am 22 and no stupid kid –
said Taylor.

"Sorry" – "no one said you were stupid" –replied Steve.

"Men call me `kid' all the time" – said Taylor – "I just don't like
it – I hate it - but I am getting used to it- ugh.  It's fine (I
suppose)"

Taylor reached back and kissed Steve on the cheek.

"You're quite a man – Mr.Genero" – said Taylor.

There are not many men who can excite me like that – you are one hot
hunky dude – really hot" – Taylor added.

"Phew – Thanks – But please drop the Mr. – it's Steve.

"I can understand why you hustle" – said Steve

"You can?" – answered Taylor

"Sure – some guys `go it' and make it pay and you seem to have it"

"Of course it's an individual decision and not all beautiful boys are
looking for dough." – said Steve

"Yeah – yeah, well, I know I'm hot" – My body takes care of my rent,"
– said Taylor.

Conceded aren't I? – said Taylor

"A-huh!!"

Hey, it was your comment – I'm just agreeing with you.- said Taylor.

Steve's cock was still inside Taylor and growing limp. It eased its way out
of his sloppy hole and the condom clung to his dick like wet cellophane.

Taylor looked at the condom loaded with Steve's cum.

Do you know what some hustlers in Chicago do with a warm load of condom
cum? Taylor asked being very serious.

"Nope"

"They play with it." – "Sometime they just eat it"

"Play with it? – How? – asked Steve.

Taylor began rubbing the slippery cum around inside the condom. He put the
condom on Steve's lips and started to move the spent cum downwards on to
Steve's face.

"Oh, no you don't" – said Steve – "Jesus you are nasty." "I'm not
eating my own nut, bro.

"Oh relax– I know what I'm doing" – said Taylor.

"Yeah - well I know too and you are not fucking doing it" – answered
Steve

Taylor moved the condom below Steve's neck and squeezed all the spent cum
on to his abs and muscles in his chest. –

He ran his finger around in Steve's cum like he was finger painting a
dinner plate.

Taylor placed his wet finger into his mouth to lick it free of cum and then
proceeded to lick Steve's chest.

He slurped around his chest licking and sucking cum into his mouth.

Eventually everything was gone and only Taylor's salvia remained.

"Phew –oink - oink" – said Steve

"Oh stop it – you loved it – I could tell" – said Taylor

"Yeah – it was great" – replied Steve not wanting to sound
inexperienced or ungrateful.  However, it was not something he would ever
do himself with a hook up – with Mark, sure but never with a stranger.

College guys were meant to be fucked or sucked off - and that was as far as
it went, according to Steve's way of thinking.

When it came to sex, Steve got turned on by hot young bodies and the
youthful birthdays of college students.  For Steve great sex meant a hot
tight fuck.

"I'm going to bop into the shower for a fast rinse off." – said Taylor

"Great – I'll join you" – answered Steve

"No"

"No? – said Steve

"Yeah, I would really love it some other time baby but I am in a super
hurry and don't feel like getting pawed and rubbed against right
now."–Yelled back Taylor.

"No problem – got it" – said Steve. (The little tramp – is
cleaning up to go out and rent his ass, thought Steve quietly to himself)

Taylor emerged from the bathroom with is head still wet and hopping into
his bikini underwire as he jumped along.

His pants went back on over his butt almost as fast as he removed them just
an hour earlier and then the shirt followed.

Steve had to admit – He did look handsome.

"Well – I'm all set" – said Taylor. I am meeting David, if he is
still around, and we will see what the evening bring. It's Friday night
dude – a big time in the clubs.

Steve pulled three twenties out of his wallet and started to hand them to
Taylor.

"Awe, no Steve – It was on me – don't need a thing – said Taylor.

"Yeah, that's what you said – but how about a tip" – and pushed the
bills into Taylor's shirt pocket.

Taylor pressed Steve against the wall almost knocking him into a night
stand. He put his arms around him and hugged him tight.

He knew that Steve was not crazy about mouth kissing men unless he was
horny, but he did it anyway – it was fine.

Two minutes later Taylor was in the hall and walking briskly towards the
stairs.

Steve snapped the lock on the door and walked back through the room –
straitening the night stand as he passed by.

The three twenties he stuck in Taylor's shirt pocket were lying on the
stand.

Steve just looked at them. - `What the fuck!!!...

He picked up the bills and put them back into his wallet.

Steve grabbed up his cell and tapped out a two word text message to Mark.

It was getting late and he didn't expect a reply but it felt good sending
it.

Steve decided to rest for a few minutes before leaving. He booked room 224
strictly for entertaining but later would normally return home.  He turned
off the lights, stretched out on the bed for a few minutes, and stared at
the darken ceiling.

Steve liked the mood of darkness around him when patching events together
in his mind.

Outside - Mark's pick-up truck had just passed by on the street below.

Part 6 – The conclusion –

Mark and Steve realize the inevitable...

Justin Balancier

jbalancier9@yahoo.com