Date: Sun, 19 Jul 2020 20:32:11 +0000
From: voxsteven1988 <voxsteven1988@gmail.com>
Subject: A Knock at the Door

   Barron sat at his at his desk with everything that he needed: pen,
notebook, a cup of coffee, and a pack of cigarettes. He was determined to
write something. Anything. A short story. A poem. Anything.

    He slid his cell phone from his pocket, and with a few short taps he
unlocked it and turned on music. That should help keep me focused, he
though to himself. He placed his phone on the desk, opened the notebook,
and picked up his pen. Barron suddenly felt a strange warmth spread through
out his body. He thought nothing of it, and took a sip of his coffee.

    Pen in hand, he sat drumming his fingers on the table. He'd had an
erotic story in mind to write, but he wasn't sure how to start it. Wouldn't
hurt to get a little more in the mood. Barron tossed his pen onto his
notebook and pushed himself away from the desk. He stood up and removed all
of his clothing down to his socks. He caught a glimpse of himself in the
full length mirror on the other side of his bedroom and stopped to take in
the sight of his own body. 6' tall, naturally thin with a 6 pack. He
thought he some how managed to inherit Spider Man's body without his
superpowers.

    Barron reached down and rubbed his flaccid dick. He always kept his
pubic hair neatly trimmed - It made his 7 inches look thicker, and he
loved. He sat back down at his desk and retrieved the pen, his other hand
subconsciously still rubbing his dick. He sat for a moment feeling his body
warm up and his flaccid penis getting harder and harder. His thoughts
drifted to his neighbor, Mr Max. Mr. Max was much older, but definitely
took care of himself. Barron got harder thinking about him.

    A knock at Barron's front door shook him from his day dream. His hand
slick with pre-cum. He grabbed his shirt off the floor and wiped his hand
cleaned as he made his way to the front door - his large erection swinging
back and forth. Who is it? He hoped it wasn't anyone he knew so he wouldn't
have to open the door.  It's Mr Max, Barron, do you have a quick second?
Barron didn't know it was possible, but the sound of his neighbor's voice
made his erection even harder. Yeah, just a second! Barron sped back to his
bedroom and picked up his pants. He spun around looking for his underwear,
but decided the pants were enough. He headed back to the front door tucking
his erection into his waistband willing it to go away before he made it to
the door.

    He opened the door enough to stick his head and out and greet his
neighbor. Hey, Mr Max, you OK? Barron tried hard to keep his eyes focused
on Mr. Max's face, but his shorter than normal shorts and absence of a
shirt didn't make it easy. The daylight made his tan skin look even more
attractive than usual. I was about to smoke a few blunts and chill out back
at my pool. I wanted to invite you over. We've been neighbors for months
and have yet to chat.

    Barron was elated to join Mr. Max, but he did't want to seem too
excited, at least not as excited as his erection seemed to show that he
was. Um, I'd love to! Just let me find some shorts and I'll be right over!
He tried to hide the excitement in his voice and smiled. Alrighty, I'll
leave the gate open. Mr. Max turned and walked away. Barron shut the front
door with a snap, avoiding watching his gorgeous neighbor.

    Barron went back into his bedroom, opened his dresser and sifted
through his clothing, pulling out a pair of swim trunks that he was almost
sure were too small. He removed his pants and slid on the trunks. he looked
at himself in the mirror and noticed how much longer his legs looked with
the short trunks. He looked at the light trail of hair just beneath his abs
that lead down to his dick and realized his erection had subsided. He
slipped on a pair of flip flops and picked up his pack of cigarettes and
his lighter from the desk. He looked at his notebook and pen sitting
quietly. I'll get back to work soon.

    On his way next door, Barron's mind began to flood with all sorts of
dirty thoughts about his next door neighbor. He quickly shook them off as
he arrived at the gate and let himself in. Mr Max was sitting in a chair
next to the pool rolling a blunt. He looked up and smiled and Barron
immediately hoped the water was cold just in case he were to have another
erection. He approached Mr. Max and sat his cigarettes and lighter down on
the empty chair next to him. Thanks for inviting me over - It's been a
while since I've gotten to relax. Mr. Max light the blunt, took a huge hit,
and handed it to Barron.

    He exhaled a large cloud of smoke. I'm happy to have you. We're
neighbors, so we might as well get to know each other, right? Barron nodded
in agreement as he took a big hit and exhaled. Mr Max stood up, close
enough for Barron to smell his cologne.  An electric current ran through
his body. He handed the blunt back to Mr. Max. It definitely looks like
it's been a while... He said cryptically as he took another hit from the
blunt. Barron noticed his eyes were looking downward. He realized his
erection was back, much harder than it had been.

    Barron gasped. His eyes wide with shock. Oh my... Mr. Max I'm sorry!
I... He stopped when he noticed his neighbor was looking at his erection as
slowly rubbing his own. His embarrassment seemed to dissipate quickly and a
strange confidence began to take over. He rubbed his slowly down his chest
and then down his abs while looking at Mr. Max. He was surprised at
himself, but he continued. He wanted to see just how far he and Mr. Max
might go.

    I'm going to slide into the pool if you don't mind. It's been a while
since I've been swimming. He did his best to sound sultry. Mr. Max,
sporting a seemingly 8' erection, took another puff of the blunt and slid
his trunks down. They hit the ground, and Mr Max stood there with a very
hard, 8"inch erection. Barron got even harder. He turned around and walked
up to the edge of the pool. He took off his trunks and jumped in. He swam
to the ladder, pulled himself up and got out of the pool. He walked up to
Mr. Max and stood close enough to him for their dicks to touch.

    Mr. Max smiled and started to rub Barron's erection. It sent a shock
wave through his body. Looks like it's my turn, huh? He held the blunt up
to Barron's lips. He took it and sucked in a hit. Mr Max jumped into the
pool. Barron sat at the edge and put his feet in. He watched Mr Max swim
naked while he continued to hit the blunt. Barron wasn't sure if it was the
weed or Mr. Max, but he was harder than he could ever remember being. He
rubbed his dick. Mr. Max swam up to Barron and pushed his legs open. Barron
looked down at Mr. Max through a cloud of weed smoke anticipated the
feeling of having his dick sucked.

    Mr. Max took Barron into his mouth. He could feel his tongue massaging
the under side of his shaft. He let out a moan and put his hand on top of
Mr Max's head. He slowly slid his throbbing erection in and out of his
mouth. Barron took one last large hit from the blunt and put it out. He
pulled Mr. Max's head up, opened his lips with his thumb, and blew the
smoke into his mouth. Mr. Max took in the hit and put Barron's erection
back into his mouth, exhaling the smoke from his mouth and nose.

    Barron leaned back on his hands, and shut his eyes. The bright sun
shown dark pink behind his eye lids. He felt pure bliss. He never knew
Mr. Max was gay, and he wasn't even sure how he'd known that he was, too,
but he didn't care. The thought crossed his mind to write a story about
having sex with the neighbor, but the thought was interrupted when Mr. Max
slid Barron's erection out of his mouth. Barron looked down at him. Mr. Max
gave him a wink and swam across the pool. Barron watched his gorgeous body
as he lifted himself from the pool. Join me, will you? He said over his
shoulder as he walked through an open glass door.

    Barron stood and set off around the pool to follow Mr. Max. He followed
him through the house, into a large bedroom, and what seemed to be an even
larger bathroom. Mr. Max turned on the shower and stepped in. Barron
followed suit. Mr. Max soaped himself down and rinsed, almost as if Barron
wasn't there. Barron, again, followed suit. Mr. Max put his hand on
Barron's chest and backed him into the shower wall. Chest to chest, Mr. Max
put his hands on the wall on either side of Barron's shoulder and leaned in
to kiss him. Mr. Max pressed his body onto Barron's, their erections
between them.

    They could smell the weed on each other's breath. Barron pushed Mr. Max
back and got down on his knees. He grabbed Mr. Max's 8" erection and put it
in his mouth. Sucking him as fast as he could. Mr. Max grabbed the back of
Barron's head and began thrusting. His moans shrouded by the sound of the
shower. He pulled out of Barron's mouth and pulled him up to his feet.
Barron turned around, arched his back, and leaned onto the shower wall. He
wanted Mr. Max inside of him.

    Mr. Max got down on one knee and buried his tongue deep inside of
Barron's hole. He was so abrupt that Barron jumped and let out a moan. He
shut his eyes as Mr. Max darted his tongue in and out of Barron - He needed
it relaxed just enough to slide inside him and fuck him. He stood back up
and placed one hand on Barron's hip, and slid the head of his dick up and
down Barron's hole with the other. He spit on his head and began to slowly
push himself inside Barron. Barron grabbed his own dick and started to
slowly stroke it to help add more pleasure to offset the pain from
Mr. Max's large dick.

    Before long, Barron's hole relaxed enough for Mr. Max to begin to fuck
him. In and out, slowly. Faster. Go harder. Fuck me, please. Barron
moaned. The pleasure almost more than his body could handle, but he wanted
more. Mr. Max leaned in close to Barron's ear, and whispered in his ear, Is
that what you really want? He thrust deep into Barron and stopped. He'd
managed to insert himself all the way into Barron's hole that ached with
pleasure. YES! Barron yelled with a mix of agony and pleasure.

    Mr. Max slid out and then back in speeding up until he'd found his
pace. He reached around Barron and grabbed his dick, matching each pump to
his thrust. There wasn't a word for how amazing he felt. Both men moaning
in pleasure as the shower rained on them. Barron could feel that he was
close. Mr. Max was close as well. They both moaned louder as they got
closer and closer to the edge. I'm gonna cum inside you... Mr. Max breathed
as he came and thrust one final time into Barron, burying his seed as deep
as he could. Barron could feel the warmth of Mr. Max's cum deep inside him
as he got closer to climaxing himself.

    Barron could feel his body about to release. Just as he was about to
cum he heard a knock at the door. He jumped up. He had fallen asleep, dick
in hand, at his desk. He got up and put on both his underwear and his
pants. He went to the front door. Who is it?

    It's your neighbor, Mr. Max.  You busy? Barron smiled.