Date: Fri, 23 Sep 2016 02:21:18 -0500
From: Naked Guy <ihateclothes@gmail.com>
Subject: My Mostly Naked Neighbor Pt. 4

My Mostly Naked Neighbor Pt. 4

(Fictional story--for fantasy purposes only)

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- - -

Lance's dad stood there in an open robe with his big flaccid penis exposed.

"Sorry guys, but the toilet downstairs is acting up and I didn't want
to wake her up trying to use the plunger on our toilet."

It was a lame excuse, but there he was walking to the toilet where he
started take a long piss.  It lasted a long time and the yellow liquid
sparkled in the lights.  His penis looked soft at first but hardened a
little as the stream slowly fizzled out.   While his dad pissed, Lance
reached around me and played with my penis under the bubble foam and
water.  His dad never asked why we were taking a bath together.  When
he was done, he shook it off and then loosely closed the robe and
twisted the tie enough to close it.  He winked at us and left.

"I thought he was going to get mad at us!" I said.

"Why? Big brothers give their little brothers a bath all the time.
Why waste all this hot water to take two separate baths?  That's what
dad would say."

I wasn't totally convinced, but it was exciting knowing that his dad
was allowing this.  It made me curious.

"Do you and your dad take baths together?"

"Yeah, sometimes."

I kept thinking about his dad's big dick and balls swinging around as
he walked to the toilet.

- - -

We didn't see his dad that much after the shower.  Lance told me his
parents were probably fucking again.

"Yeah, it seems mom can't get enough of dad's big dick.  Don't you
think it's a nice penis?"

I just nodded.

He playfully tousled my hair and grinned.  I thought he was so cute.
I smiled right back at him.  He stood up and lifted me out of the
water with him.  Both of us were totally hard.

After drying off, we sat in our underwear in his room and played video
games until his dad appeared in the doorway in baggy shorts and a
sweatshirt.

"Who wants to ride go karts?

We both yelled "Me!" in unison.

"Get some warm clothes on and meet me downstairs in about ten minutes."

- - -

In just under ten minutes we were downstairs where we followed his dad
out to his truck in the garage.

"I've been cranking it every week for you dad!"

He was referring to keeping the truck maintained for his dad.

"Good deal chief!"

"Mom not coming?" Lance asked.

He chuckled and said, "No son, she's too worn out!"

The two of them laughed at the private joke.

His dad opened the hood of the truck and checked things before closing
it.  When satisfied, he closed the hood and got in the cab of the
truck with us.  Within minutes, we were on the freeway driving to
SpeedZone.  I'd never been but my friends at school talked about it:
go karts, video games, miniature golf, and more.  I was really
excited.

- - -

I watched Lance and his dad from the sidelines as they raced on a long
and curvy track in their karts.  Next, we went to the section with
smaller karts for guys my age.  I wasn't too good at first but I got
the hang of it.  Some stupid girl was racing me but in the end I
passed her and thought I was a "badass".  Lance lifted me in the air
and twirled me around after my victory.  I felt like he really was my
brother.

Next, we grabbed hotdogs before going to the golf course.  The
miniature course was designed for families and kids with unique
obstacles and sets for each of several holes.  I sucked at it, but I
had fun trying.  His dad was pretty good but I felt he was holding
back to make us feel good.  The wind was chilly and the sky was gray,
but I was having a ball.

After that, his dad sat and read a newspaper inside while we went and
played some video games.  The warmer temps felt good after getting a
runny nose outdoors.  Lance and I play some games together before
playing individually.  When I was playing one game and Lance went to
find the bathroom, two teenage girls stopped by me.

"Your brother is really cute--what's his name?"

I was offended by their brazenness to come over and ask about him.

"He's got a girlfriend!"

"Whatever!" they sighed and rolled their eyes.

The taller girl pointed over to another guy about their age and moved
on.  I smiled at my deception.

When Lance returned, he played on the machine I was on and I just
stood next to him and watched.  He was good and fast, his reflexes
were awesome.  I gushed over him so badly.  He was sexy to me doing
the grunting and yelling at the machine while he blew up spaceships.
I felt my small dick harden under my baggy sweatpants.  I didn't care
who saw it if anyone could.  He was so perfect to me.

The globes of his perfect butt bounced under the fabric of his sweats.
I imagined how cool it would be if he was standing there naked playing
while everyone else had clothes on.  I wondered if we could return
here in the summer with just my baggy shirt on.  Then a warm and big
hand rested on my shoulder.  It was his dad.

I liked his touch.  It was like Lance's but firmer.  I turned around
and looked at him and he winked at me and smiled.  I liked the scruffy
look of his unshaven stubble on his face.  I wondered what it felt
like.  Lance yelled.

"Dammit!"

"Careful with the language here son."

"Yes sir...but I never get past this level of the game.  But anyway I
got the highest of anybody so far!"

He was hitting buttons to fill his name in as the highest scoring
winner.  Then he turned around and melted me with that handsome grin.
His small and thin sideburns framed his smooth face and cheekbones.  I
wanted to kiss his full soft lips as soon as possible.

"Let's go boys.  It's dinnertime and I told your mom I'd pick up a
bucket of chicken."

His words were directed to Lance, but for a moment I pretended I was
part of the family and he was my dad.  I missed my mom.  I loved
her...but their house was so much cooler.

- - -

After dinner, Lance was expected to clean up.  His mom and dad
disappeared.  I helped him clear the paper plates and glasses.  He put
the leftover chicken in Ziploc bags and put them in the fridges.
After the kitchen was clean, Lance and I went up to the bedroom.

Sunday dinner had been early, so it really wasn't "bedtime".  Still,
he decided we should lie down.  We got naked and slid into under the
covers of his bed.   I'd waited all day to be next to him like that.
I wanted to play with his penis or check out his butt, but he acted
really tired.  We kissed for a bit with tongues, but he fell asleep
next to me with a slight snore in my ear.  I hugged on tight to him
and closed my eyes.  The smells from his body filled the air under the
sheets and I felt so secure.

- - -

In what I thought was the middle of the night, I felt the urge to
piss.  I rolled over and Lance wasn't there.  I went to see if maybe
he was in the bathroom, but he wasn't there.  I had to pee bad so I
did that before investigating his disappearance.

Without putting any clothes on, I tiptoed down the stairs and stepped
over the noisy spots.  I walked around in the kitchen and the tile was
cold to my feet.  It felt excited to be roaming around with no clothes
on.  Instead of enjoying the feeling I had a mission to figure out
where he had gone.  I wondered if he snuck out like I'd seen other
teenagers doing on TV.

I walked around the living room on the other side of the stairs by the
front door--nothing.  I wondered about the den in the back.  It was
equivalent to a "man cave" with a TV, Stereo, sports trophies, and
other guy stuff sitting around.  I moved toward it quietly and I heard
a gasp.  I peered around the corner and all lights were off, but I
could see the silhouettes of two bodies beyond the lights of the VCR
clock and stereo components.  Those red and green lights cast a very
dim glow on the furniture.  Almost inaudible was some mellow rock
music playing on the stereo.

"Ahhhhh," someone lightly moaned.

"Yeah dad!" someone whispered.

It was Lance's voice!  The clock read 1:23am in green digital lights.
I couldn't see what was going on.  When the heater came on, it blew
warm air toward me. It smelled of sweat and underarms.  I heard the
couch springs squeak and more gasps.  There was a deep groan and that
was from his dad.  A high-pitched giggle came from Lance.  Then it was
quiet.  I heard someone moving so I tiptoed away and then hauled ass
up the stairs.  I forgot to skip the bad steps and they slightly
creaked.

I got back in bed as if I'd never left.  Ten minutes later, I heard
Lance pissing in the bathroom.  There was no flush...he just walked to
his room and slid in bed next to me.  He had the smells similar to our
own sex but these usual odors were mixed with more pungent scents.  He
smelled like when grown men have been playing sports.  I didn't mind
it--but I wanted to know bad what it was from.  I was jealous too--why
didn't he ask me to do it with them (whatever they had one)?

He spooned me and his sticky limp dick pressed against my bare butt.
His hot breath warmed my neck and I felt safe and secure...and horny.  I
lay there awake for an hour thinking over and over about what I had
encountered downstairs.  I tossed and turned the rest of the night.
He rolled away after that and faced the wall.

When I finally slept, I dreamed I was eating lunch in the school
cafeteria.  As I ate my meatloaf, I suddenly realized I was naked.  No
one said anything until I started covering up.  Guys and girls were
laughing at me and I covered my crotch with my tray.  I remembered a
teacher running toward me with a mad face and then I woke up startled.

When I realized it was a dream, I stayed awake thinking about how cool
it would be to really be naked at school like that--like carrying out a
risky dare from my classmates.  I thought about my recent experiences
of walking around town with no pants on.  I wanted more of that.  Now
Lance was on his side facing away from me.

I rolled over and stuck my hand between his butt cheeks.  The crack
was sticky and damp.  I pushed my finger against the tight wrinkled
pucker.  When he didn't stir, I did it again.  Then I licked my finger
and tried a third time and it slid inward.

Then he farted silently but I felt warm liquid ooze onto my middle
finger.  At first, I thought he shit on me.  I pulled my hand to my
nose and it smelled like his cum!  I sat there with my finger hovering
over my nose for about two minutes.  Then impulsively I simply licked
the cum off!

Immediately after, the alarm went off.  He stretched over me and
slapped the clock to "snooze it" for another ten minutes.  I was
nervous about being busted fingering his ass.  I got up out of bed and
went to the shower.  My penis was sticking up so I sat down on the
toilet and started rubbing it.  I tried it faster and faster but a dry
orgasm was evading me.  I was probably too tense.

"Let me help you out little bro!"

I looked up fast and a naked Lance with messy hair stood their
grinning at me with puffy eyes.  He looked a mess, but I liked it.  He
got on his knees before me and started sucking me.  I put my hands
into his hair and held on.  As usual, I didn't last and I came so
fast.  He sucked me until I squirmed then he stood up.

"Start the shower buddy!"

He sat on the toilet and farted a few times before the water was
turned on.  Then he was behind me.  I was soaping up first, but I felt
something warm on my back.  I turned around and he was pissing on me!
I started giggling.

"Watch out for the water hose buddy!"

He flung his dick around and sprayed all over me.  I pretended to
dodge it, but I liked it.  Then when his dick was getting hard, he
pulled it straight up and pissed on his chest.  It almost reached his
mouth.  I envied his ability to piss such a long and hard stream.

We finished soaping up.  Just then, his dad came into the bathroom.
He was dressed.

"I'll drive you both to school...she wants to know if anyone is going to
eat breakfast."

"I'll grab some cereal dad."

"Me too!" I said.

I didn't try to cover up or anything.  While his dad was talking,
Lance started soaping up my ass.  Right in front of his dad he was
rubbing soap into my crack.  His dad winked and left.  Just as he
moved from sight, I saw his hand reach and grab his crotch.

As we dried each other off, Lance talked to me.

"You don't mind being naked in front of my dad do you?"

I shook my head "no".

"Me either!"

He didn't say any more, but his dick was fully hard.  We walked naked
to the bedroom and dressed. In his room, I pulled on my jeans but
didn't bother to put on underwear.  My jeans felt kind of rough and
cold, but it was exciting to know that I'd be walking around without
anything underneath.

Lance put on socks first and walked around like that getting his
backpack and books together before putting on more clothes.  He put on
his t-shirt and flannel shirt next.  It reminded me of the first time
I saw him with no pants on.  The last thing he put on was his
underwear, jeans, and boots.

Downstairs, we poured cereal into our bowls and his dad joined us.  I
supposed his mom was tired again and his dad was offering to drive us
for that reason.   His dad sat across from us at the table.  While
trying to reach the cereal box, I spilled some milk on the table.
Embarrassed, I jumped up to get paper towels.  Behind me I heard his
dad talking very low to Lance.

"You okay this morning buddy?  Did I see you limping?"

"Whatever dad!" laughed Lance.  "I'm okay, but I think I leaked out in bed."

"I'll pull your sheets before she sees them.  Don't worry chief!"

When I returned they were grinning sheepishly.  I looked down at
Lance's crotch and saw his dad's socked foot between Lance's knees
under the table.  In a quick move, Lance pulled the tablecloth over
himself.  Everything happened fast and he didn't know I'd seen it.
While we crunched on our cereal, Lance sighed a couple of times while
his dad had a sneaky expression on his face.  I saw the tablecloth
moving above his covered crotch.  I played dumb and just ate, as his
dad must have been rubbing Lance's crotch with his foot.

Then his dad stood up and took his bowl with him.  There was a bulge
in his sweats.  Lance sat up more and lifted his bowl to his mouth to
drink up the milk.  I did the same.  He took my bowl and walked into
the kitchen.  Lance's dick stuck out in his pants too.

I looked out to the living room and his dad was pulling sneakers on.
When he saw me gawking, he winked at me.  I felt my face flush and I
ran to get my backpack.

- - -

We dropped Lance off at his high school first.  When he got out, he
was met by a group of guys and they were pointing to his dad's giant
truck.  Lance had a proud look on his face.  The truck moved on and we
drove several blocks away.  It was silent for a bit.

"So you're enjoying staying with us?"

"Yes sir," I mumbled.

"Lance sure enjoys it!  He always wanted a little brother to have fun
with.  You guys have a lot of fun huh?"

It was a simple but confusing question.  Was he talking our friendship
in general or specifically about us messing around?  I was unsure
about it.

"Yeah."

"Great...because Sherry is going out of town next weekend and it'll be
just us guys having fun!"

I was stunned at the revelation.  But before I could react, he was
opening his door and getting out.  We'd already driven to my school
and he was walking around to open the door and help me out.  The cab
of the truck was high from the ground with just a chrome step below
the door.  Getting in had been hard.  I was kind of timid about
getting out with other kids watching me.

Without making a huge deal or making me look helpless, he told me to
grab on to his arm.  I did and he swung me out to the ground.  He
raised his hand for a "high five" and I slapped his hand back and
laughed.  When I walked into the front doors, some friends of mine ran
up to me to ask about "my dad's cool truck".

I just shrugged and said, "It's cool huh?"  We all headed to our class
and I was happy with the attention I had received.  For a few
minutes...I forgot that he was not my dad.

- - -

That Monday night, Lance treated me to oral sex.  I practiced sucking
his dick again trying to go down further on it without biting or
gagging.  He was very patient.  When I went too far and coughed, he'd
soothe me by rubbing my head.   If I choked on his dick, he'd ask me
to lick all over his cock to rest my throat.  I'd start at the balls
and lick all over it in long licks up his shaft.  He liked me teasing
his big piss hole with the tip of my tongue.  After I rested by
licking, he asked me to go down again on him.  I got to four of his
six inches finally without gagging.

Once I was that far down, he told me to bob my head up and down fast.

"That's it buddy...up and down and keep going down as far as you can
every time.  Keep a steady pace.  That's it...oh yeah!"

He threw his arms back over the pillow and closed his eyes.

"You're going to be a great cocksucker dude.  I know it!"

I beamed with pride over his comments and sucked my heart out.  I was
rewarded with a large load of cum in my mouth.  I had learned by then
to not swallow it but to savor it.  It let it fill up in my mouth and
then I swirled it around in my mouth.  I stuck my tongue out to show
him.

"Sweet load!  Is it delicious as usual?

I giggled and shook my head.  After I swallowed with a gulp, he pulled
me to him and got on top of me.

"Your so sexy little bro.  I sure would love to fuck you!"

He teasingly pressed his dick under mine and it rested against my asshole.

"We better get some sleep!"

"Wait, what about me?"

"Oh dang man...fuck I forgot!"

He scooted down under the warm covers and pushed my legs up so my
knees pressed against my chest.  He dove in for my hole and his tongue
licked it and tickled it.  I loved the attention and let him do
whatever he wanted.  After rimming me, he sucked on my little ball sac
before taking it and my dick into his mouth.  He hadn't done that
before.  While he did that, his middle finger was inserted all the way
inside my butt.  I had no time to react because his mouth felt so
good.  He wiggled and dug his finger around while he sucked me.  I had
an orgasm but he continued doing the same.

I heard him spit and then another finger was in there.  It hurt a
little and felt uncomfortable but I didn't complain.  He licked around
my hole and then sucked on my dick and balls again.  I heard him spit
and one finger came out.  Then the single finger didn't feel so bad.
As he sucked, his finger moved in and out in slow long movements.

I shuddered again five minutes later when I felt the next orgasm.
When I was done, he sucked on my hole and drove his tongue all the way
in.  He left it there and slowly fucked my hole with it.  I put my
hand on his forehead and he was really sweaty.  I licked my fingers
and his sweat tasted salty.  I heard him grunting and he puffed hot
air between my legs.  He was jacking off and cumming again.

When done, he pulled the covers off us to cool off.  I rubbed his
sweaty pecs and played with the nearest nipple.  He just sighed.  Then
I heard him snoring.  I pulled the cover up over me and fell asleep
shortly after.

- - -

Tuesday night, he disappeared again.  I woke up with him gone and
before I could get up he was getting in the bed.  I thought maybe he
got up to use the bathroom, but once he was next to me I smelled those
scents on him again and knew what he'd been doing--doing something in
the dark with his dad.

Wednesday night, I tried to stay away to catch or follow him sneaking
away but I fell asleep.  He smelled again when I woke up.  I touched
his ass and it was all sticky and oozing like before.  I said nothing
when we got up.

However, on Thursday...mom surprised me and picked me up from school.
She told me she was getting a three-day break granted by her boss so
she could come home and see me.

- - -

Mom cooked my favorite foods and we went to a movie (on a school
night!).  It was a good night even though I had to sleep alone at
home.  I dreamed about Lance that night.  When I woke up startled by
branches falling outside in the wind, I thought about Lance and played
with my penis until I came.  I felt asleep fast thinking of his cute
face.

On Friday during my lunch at school, I suddenly remembered Lance's dad
telling me about the "fun" we were going to have on the weekend.  Then
I got pouty and wished my mom hadn't come home.  I wanted to go back
to their house.  I wanted to play around more and I wanted to find out
what Lance and his dad was up to!

An hour or so after I got home from school, I heard noises outside
while I was watching cartoons.  I looked out the front window and saw
Lance and his dad were washing his mom's car.  Both of them were in
baggy sweatpants.  I raced upstairs to my room and got out the
binoculars!

Mom was downstairs on her computer typing something for work.  I
closed my door and left the light out.  I opened the blinds only
enough to allow me to see through both lenses.  I watched to see that
every time Lance's dad walked in those baggy sweats, his dick swung
around in them.

At one point Lance was rinsing the suds off the car and his dad stood
behind him and rubbed his shoulders.   I noticed a bit of a bulge in
Lance's sweats after he dropped the hose and turned around to pick up
the bucket of water.  When his dad squatted to scrub the tires, his
sweatshirt rode up and I saw an inch of ass-crack from above the
elastic of his pants.  His dad didn't seem to care that his crack was
exposed.  He even reached to scratch his left cheek and the pants
slide another inch down.

Then his mom came outside and handed them two Styrofoam cups...maybe it
was hot chocolate?  The two of them ran to her and took the cups.  The
sky turned a darker gray as the wind blew harder.  Branches in the
trees swung wildly to shake of any remaining leaves.  At the same time
I heard my mom opening the door.  I rammed the binoculars under the
pillow and plopped down on the bed.

"Hey sweetie...why are you in the dark?"

"I felt sleepy again mama!"

"Okay babe...let me know if you get hungry."

When she finally left I looked outside and they were all gone.  I
decided they must have driven the car into the garage to dry it off.
Disappointed, I lay on my back and stared at the light coming from
under my door from the hallway.   I was bored...so on a whim I took off
all of my clothes.  Then I quietly opened my blinds and brightness
filled the room.  Next, I raised the blinds completely.

With my waist hidden from the street by the windowsill, I opened my
window all the way.  Cool air blew in and around my nude body.  It
felt wonderful.  I stood there playing with myself watching cars go
by.  It was cool to know that if I stood up just a bit more my dick
would be exposed...but surely in the waning sunlight everyone saw the
shirtless guy in the open window.

Early the next morning, I watched TV before mom got up.  As usual, I
kept the living room blinds open to watch Lance come and go.   In the
corner of my eye, I saw movement and jumped up to see what it was.
Lance's dad came out of the front door.   I hauled ass upstairs to my
window.  The blinds were up and I grabbed the binoculars.

He was in a robe and barefoot.  His robe was closed but I hoped he
naked under there.  Wind blew the bottom corner of the robe and
exposed only his hairy thigh...but it was enough to entice me.  I pulled
my pajamas down.  Just when he bent down to pick up the paper, he
glanced up at my window.  He waved at me.  The sexual impulse struck
and I stood up on my tiptoes and exposed my crotch.  He grinned and
gave me a thumbs up.  He didn't linger though, he turned to head back
to the door and was gone.

Emotions waved over me--first a rush of excitement, then embarrassment,
then and paranoia.   I felt scared after doing it.  Did anyone else
see me?  I immediately got dressed and told my mom I was going to ride
my bike.  I ran downstairs and hurried into the garage and raised it.

I nonchalantly drove around the street and kept looking at my window.
>From side angles the screen looked dark and from below it was blocked.
The only way he could have seen was to stand right by their mailbox as
he had done with his tall height.  I felt relieved.  The last thing I
wanted was for a neighbor to complain to mom to me.

When I got back from riding my bike, my mom told me that due to bad
weather in the North, her flight might get canceled if she didn't
leave a day earlier...otherwise she could miss a week of work.  I faked
disappointment but I was really excited.  She walked over to speak
with Lance's dad to see if it was okay to leave early.  When she
returned, mom told me that his dad said they loved having me there.

So, she repacked my bags with fresh clothes and walked me over to
their house.  While inside, I didn't see Lance.  His dad chitchatted
with mom until her taxi came.  And then she was gone.  Just then,
Lance came walking down the stairs in just a towel.  His hair was wet.
He raced to me and picked me up in a bear hug and whirled me around.

"Hey little bro, you're back!"

When he put me down, his towel fell off.  His dad walked back to the
den carrying the newspaper he'd been holding when mom came over.  He
just put the towel around his shoulders and mischievously messed up my
hair.

"Now we look the same!"

"But you're nekkid!" I said.

"So you should get naked."

I whispered, "But your dad is here!"

Looking back, it's funny that I'd question getting naked after all
that had happened already.

"We don't wear much when mom is gone.  She left just after we washed
her car.  She's gone to my granny's all weekend.  Remember?  I saw you
watching us while we hosed the car down."

My face flushed.  I was busted.

"Well get comfortable if you want to...we are."

He walked off with his bubble butt bouncing and used the towel to dry
his thick hair some more.  I slowly walked to the den and he was
stretched out nude on the old couch.  A football game was on and his
dad sat with the robe untied.  The robe was loose about his shoulders
and I could see his chest, but his newspaper that was fully expanded
blocked the rest.  I timidly slipped my shoes off.  Then I pulled off
my shirt.  The room was really warm and a fire blazed in the
fireplace.  I slipped off my pants but stayed in my underwear.

"All of it!" he said.

I slowly took off my underwear and stood there naked.

"There you go!" Lance said.

I put my clothes on an empty chair and sat on the floor.  It felt neat
to sit on the carpet with no clothes.  I laid against the couch on the
right side of his dad.  Lance moved the floor and faced me as he lay
on his right side.  I was surprised when he moved over and rested his
head on my leg.  His thick hair touched my stomach.  On impulse I ran
my fingers through his hair and rubbed his head.

"That feels good!" he said.

>From the floor, I could see that the newspaper hid his dad's face.
Lance moved his head around and sucked me for a minute or two.  Every
now and then I heard his dad turn a page of the paper without
uncovering his face.  When he finally moved it, Lance had just pulled
his mouth off me but my dinkie was sticking straight up.  His dad
dropped the paper over his lap and it looked like the paper was
propped up by something.

Lance rolled over and started rubbing of his dad's large and smooth
feet.  He looked up at his dad for a reaction.

"That feels great!" his dad said.

"Why don't you do that one?" Lance suggested.

I scooted over sitting up on my knees with my back bent over and
massaged the huge foot like Lance was doing.  His dad said nothing
about us both being totally nude.

"Lay down on your stomach like me...it's easier," he suggested.

I lay down and my hard dick was pressing into the carpet.  We lay
there giving his dad a foot rub with our hands for several minutes
before Lance started sucking his dad's toes.  I'd done that to Lance
so it was no big deal.  As I mimicked him, his dad sighed.

"You guys make a great team!"

He pushed the newspaper away and pulled open his robe.  Hid dad's
giant penis pointed straight up and gleamed with a drip of liquid
oozing from its hole.

"Let's do something even more fun!"

To be continued...

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