Date: Fri, 2 Sep 2005 14:26:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Neighbor Man (28)

Our vacation camping at the lake was awesome, and I really had a fun time
meeting up with those men at the camp, too. I was happy being back home,
though, cause I like being in my own room, more than sleeping in the tent
with my parents. I was happy too, about my parents going back to their
jobs, so that I could be at home alone, and do pretty much whatever I
wanted all day. I was really wanting to go over to the swimming pool, and
maybe even stop over at old Herbs house to see him, too. I had to wait,
though, cause my Mom told me she was expecting the painting she bought on
vacation to be delivered today, and she didn't want it sitting on the porch
all day.

So I was sorta stuck at home, at least until the dumb painting got
delivered, and feeling really all horny, too, cause I couldn't jack off, or
anything, in that stupid tent, and it was, like, days since that man fucked
my pussy out in the trees. I went into my room, and took off all my
clothes, and went all around the house all naked, just cause it felt really
good to let my stuff all hang out like that. I went in my Mom's room, and
checked myself out in the long mirror she has behind her door. I giggled,
seeing the really white part right in the middle of me, while all the rest
was way dark tanned from being on the beach so much. I wiggled my butt,
giggling at how my little dicky all swung around, and my balls sorta did,
too. I turned backward, then, and checked out my cute butt in the mirror.
It looked good, only sorta weird being all white like that. I bet Herb will
like seeing my all white butt, I thought. I bent over, and reached my hands
back to pull my butt open, and giggled when I could see my little pussy
hole. Man, I thought, it looks so small, and all closed tight, it's
actually kind of amazing how it gets open enough for those big man-cocks to
go inside there.

Thinking about all that stuff got my dicky all stiff, and I turned around
again, grabbing it in my hand, and rubbing it up and down. Jeez, that feels
really nice, I thought, and jacking it is fun enough, it's just, like,
really way better if some man does it to me, or really, really, nice, when
one of them sucks on it. I stopped rubbing it, deciding I could wait, and
maybe somebody at the pool, or old Herb, might do it for me, instead. It
was really hard, though, and making lots of tingles in my little balls,
too. I flexed it a few times, and giggled, watching it all bouncing around,
like it was looking for someplace to go. Pretty funny, actually, I thought.

I walked into my parents bathroom, to check myself out in the mirror in
there too, and did some more dick flexes, and wondered when I was finally
gonna get more hairs down there. Whatever, I decided, the men I knew seemed
to actually like it that I was pretty much bald there, anyway. Just cause I
was sorta bored, I started opening the drawers, and checking out the stuff
my `rents had in them. I picked up my Dad's razor, and turned it on,
pretending to shave my totally smooth face, and giggling in the mirror. I
put it back, and opened another drawer, and struck gold. There was this
really big bottle of the K-Y stuff that Jim always had, and Tom too, the
really slippery stuff they used for fucking me so I didn't hurt. Wow, I
wondered, did my parents actually use this stuff for, uh, them fucking,
too? Guess so, I didn't know what else it would be good for. I giggled,
trying to picture my Dad all worked up, and hot, like my friends get with
me, and tried to picture him actually fucking my Mom. Weird, that is so
weird!

I opened up the bottle cap, and squirted some of the cool stuff into my
hand, and rubbed my finger around in it, making it all gooey. I did that
again, and giggled, reached my hand behind me, and pushed the slick finger
at my pussy hole. I jumped a little bit when I touched there, then, pushed
again, harder, and my slippery finger slid inside me. Oh wow, that's pretty
cool, I thought, and I moved the finger in and out a little bit, liking how
it felt. I did it a few more times, and it kept feeling better, so I pulled
it out, and got more of the K-Y stuff on it, and pushed it back in me. Oh
jeez, I thought, I like doing this, and I started rubbing my hard dicky
with my other hand. I was really getting a bunch of the tingles, sorta like
from both ends of me at once, and I almost yelled, when the door bell rang,
all of a sudden, scaring me, big time. I yanked my slippery finger out of
my pussy hole, and let go of my boner too, kind of like frozen where I was
for a minute. I remembered about the painting then, and giggled at how
scared I got over nothing, and hurried into my room to pull on my shorts
real quick.

I ran to the front door, and opened it, and saw this man in some kind of a
funny brown uniform standing there with this clip board thing in his
hand. He asked me our name, and said he had a delivery for us, and I needed
to sign my name on the clip board thing. I looked at it, and wrote my name,
and gave it back. He took it, and then I saw his eyes sort of move over my
almost naked body, and he smiled, his eyes stopping, like, right on my
dicky place. I looked down, and giggled, cause my shorts were all sticking
straight out cause my naked boner was all poking at them. I blushed a
little bit, and looked up at the man, and he winked at me, and said, "Damn
nice tent, kid, you, uh, must be here alone, and uh, sort of, uh, busy, I
bet." I blushed some more, and nodded, squeaking, "yes Sir, I was sorta,
um, busy, when you rang." He nodded, and winked again, then mumbled about
being sorry he disturbed my fun. I shrugged, and said, "Its ok, Mister, I
can, like, start over." He chuckled, and told me to wait, he would get the
delivery from his truck, so I just stood there, still all boned, big
time. I watched him walk back to his truck, and decided that he sort of
reminded me of Tom, the guy from the pool who took me to his friend's
apartment for fun stuff. This man was older, but he was pretty nice, and I
wondered if maybe he liked playing with boys, too.

He came back with this big package, I guess Mom's painting, and told me he
would carry it inside, cause it was too big for me to handle. I pulled open
the door, and he brought it in, so I shut the door behind him. He leaned it
against the wall, and sorta wiped his hand through his really black hair,
and I saw his eyes flicker over me again, and stop, staring at my
bone. "Uh, kid," he said, "You suppose I could maybe have some cold water,
it's been a pretty warm day out there." I nodded, and said, "Sure, Mister,
come out to the kitchen." I walked to the kitchen, and the man came behind
me, and sat down at the kitchen table. I got a glass, and opened the
fridge, then poured the glass full of cold water. I walked over to the man,
and handed him the glass, then stood there in front of him while he drank
it down. He set the glass on the table, still all staring at my tented
shorts, then said, "Damn, kid, that little thing is stiff as a fucking
board, you want some help with it, little guy?" I giggled, and went one
step closer to him, and answered, "For sure, Mister, please!" He grinned,
and glanced around the room, saying, "Nobody here, kid, right?" I nodded,
and said, "Nope, just me is all." He nodded his head, and mumbled, "cool!"
His hand reached out, and popped open the snap on my shorts, then the
zipper. He looked at me, and said, "This has to be our little secret, kid,
or my ass is hung, big time." I nodded, and squeaked, "Yes Sir, I know,
just, uh, please, Sir." He grinned, and tugged on my open shorts, so they
fell off of me, all the way to the floor.

My boned dicky popped out, and pointed pretty much right at him, and he
smiled again. "Oh yea, kid, sweet Jesus, that's a beautiful little piece of
fresh boy cock, for sure!" I grinned at him, and made my dicky flex, so it
sorta bounced at him, and he chuckled, then, wrapped his hand around it,
rubbing it back and forth. "Hard as fucking nails, kid, you must be pretty
charged up." I giggled, and nodded my head, feeling really good tingles
from him touching me. He rubbed my bone, and lifted my balls in his other
hand, saying, "Sweet jewels, too, kid, are they cummers yet, are you
holding a load of sweet boy cream for old Ron in these baby makers?" I
giggled, and mumbled, "Yes sir, I make lots of sperms when it shoots off,
sir." He nodded, and said, "Perfect, kid, that's fucking well perfect, I
haven't tasted any boy cream in a very long time!" I smiled, and sorta
shuddered from all of the tingles I was getting, and squeaked," You can
taste mine, Sir, if you want to, it's ok." He licked his lips, and rubbed
my cock again, and said, "That's exactly what's going to happen, kid,
believe me."

He tugged my dick a little, and bent down, then stuck out his tongue, and
licked all over the end of my dick, making me really, really, tingle, then
slid the whole thing inside his warm mouth. He groaned, and I grabbed at
his hair, lots of shiny lights popping in my eyes. He groaned again, and
started moving his slippery mouth on my dick, sucking it really nice, while
he played with my balls in his hand. Oh jeez, I thought, this is really
good, and it's gonna make me do cums really fast, I'm so horny. The man
sucked me harder, and faster, and tugged on my balls, and I felt my dick
spit the clear stuff. He grunted, and slid my dick out of his mouth, looked
at the end, and squeezed on the shaft. I groaned, and saw another big drop
of the clear stuff come out of my pee hole. The man watched too, and
groaned, then stuck out his tongue, and lapped up the drop of my stuff. He
groaned again, and muttered, "Boy nectar, nothing fucking like it!" He slid
my dick back inside his mouth, and started the really good sucks again, and
I kind of pushed my hips at him, tugging his thick hair. He kept going,
sucking my rock hard bone, and he let go of my balls, then pushed his big
hand between my legs, and dug his finger into my crack, then touched my
pussy hole.

I was all slippery there from before, and when he pressed his finger on my
pussy hole, it slid right up inside me, really fast. He lifted his head off
my cock, and looked up at, and smiled, "God damn, kid, your little boy-cunt
is greased, open, and ready as hell...somebody fuck you before I got here,
kid?" I giggled, and shook my head no, saying, "No Sir, I was just, uh,
sorta using my finger in there, uh, before you got here." He shook his
head, and said, "You are one hot little pussy-boy, kid, and also just what
old Ron needed today!" I nodded, and he went back to sucking me, still
using his finger inside my slippery pussy. I was really all tingles now,
and seeing the lights too, and the man got his finger into my special spot,
and rubbed it. I yelped, and rolled up on my toes, jamming my dick forward
at his sucking mouth, and groaned, as my sperms started shooting really
hard, pumping, like, about four big spurts inside his mouth. He grunted,
and gulped, swallowing all of my cream, still poking his finger on my
special spot, until I was all finished, and shaky. The man lifted his mouth
off of my soft dick, and grinned up at me, licking his lips, and saying,
"fucking great cream, kid, awesome, thick, and sweet!" I smiled, happy
cause he liked it, and for sure I liked shooting it, too. He lapped at his
lips some more, and shook his head, then said, "Yea kid, you're a great
little cummer, and tasty, but now old Ron wants to sample this hot little
boy-cunt that you got all ready to go." I squealed, as he jiggled his
finger inside me, and nodded my head, squeaking, "Yes Sir!"

He stood up and jerked his pants open, then pushed them down, and off. His
man cock was a really nice one, all long, and thick, and he had, like,
these really big balls all hanging underneath it. I looked at his big cock,
and grabbed it in my hand, rubbed it, and said, "Oh wow, Mister, you got a
really, really, nice one!" He chuckled, and pushed me down on the floor,
turning me around. He scooted on his knees behind me, and lifted my butt
up, telling me to put my head down on my arms. I did that, and I felt his
hands grab my butts, and pull me all open. "Oh fuck, look at that beautiful
pussy, fucking-a, all slick, and shiny, pretty little pink boy-cunt, all
for old Ron!" he growled, and I felt him scoot closer, and push his big man
cock at my little hole. His hands grabbed my hips, and he grunted, and
pushed, and I yelped, as his big stalk slid all the way up inside of
me. "Fuuuuuck...that's good!" he roared, and I felt his big, hairy, balls
slap on me. He pulled it back, then, pushed it all in me again, over and
over, giving me all kinds of stars, and tingles.

The man fucked me a long time, and really good, too, then he squeezed my
butt really hard, and made this really weird noise, as he pushed his big
cock inside me really hard, and I felt it jerk, and jerk again, as he let
all his cumms go in my hot little pussy. He grunted every time his prick
spit in me, until it was all done, then he stopped, and slapped my naked
butt a few times, saying, "Damn, kid, you are one hot little fuck...old Ron
will be making this stop, again!" I wiggled my little butt at him, and
squeezed down on his fat cock, and squeaked, "I'm here alone a lot, Sir, or
over at the pool, and the park." He chuckled, and reached under me to
squeeze my hanging down balls, and said, "Count on seeing more of old Ron,
fucking well count on that!" I giggled, and squeaked, "I hope so, sir!"

(To Be Continued)
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