Date: Thu, 7 Nov 2019 00:47:37 -0600
From: Jason Bonerboy <jasonbonerboy@gmail.com>
Subject: Next Door to them

This is my fourth story submit. I hope you all like it. please support the
site with something if you can....

This is short, sorry. Maybe if I get enough response I'll add to it. I know
why you'all cum here. enjoy.

Jason.

This story took place back in 1999; when the internet was still young...


My name is Brent Blackard. We were living in a quiet town. Then my Mom
died. So my dad packed up us 3 boys and we moved in with my grandparents.
This all happened when I was 12. I had discovered the joy of rubbing my
penis at age 10. My brother was only 8 and my youngest brother was 4 back
then when I was 12.

My Dad is a good father. he taught me everything I knew back then about
sex. Any case when we moved back there was a group home next door. Young
guys who were mentally slow. or Mentally challenged.

Even though they were adults. They were mentally and emotionally around my
age. i  learned this as I walking down the street. The house Father was
outside smoking. I saw him. He introduced himself as Paul and asked me if I
wanted to make some money part time helping the residents when I could.

I blew him off about the idea. I didn't want to help those kinds of people.
Boy was I wrong about them. I thought they were defective and not like me
at all.

I was talking to my dad about it. He said I should do it. My grandma was
there too. She really made a clear point about them.
           "Honey there just like all of us. They want the same things.
They feel, care, love, desire. All the things you do," She said.
           "Aren't they weird or stuff."
           "Brent. They are just like you. But you are blessed to grow up.
Many of them will never have the Freedom to do the stuff you will one day."

She explained a lot more and so I decided to give it a try.

Later that day I went next door. When I knock some guy answered and waited
for me to talk.
          "Is Paul here. I wanted to talk to him."

A few minutes later Paul greeted me at the door. "Oh Brent isn't it. What
can I do for you? Did you come to help out part time," he asked.
           "As a matter of fact, yes.  It was my grandma's doing."
           "Oh she's a kind woman. Often brings cookies and other treats."
           "So what's involved?"
He yelled into the house he would be outside and to get along.  As we sat
down on the porch he smiled at me. He told me that I seemed to be a bright
boy. He explain how the men living here were all born with mental issues
that prevent them from growing up past a certain age. He was clear that
there is nothing physically wrong with them.

I was free to do any and all things they asked me or could refuse to do it
if I felt uncomfortable.  That sounded fine to me. We talked about a lot of
other stuff how the men might act like their my age or younger. He told me
to come back tomorrow. It was almost dark when I got home. Tomorrow was
Friday and a long weekend. I could come over after school and meet everyone
and to see the house and such.

I had a busy day at school. Getting in the groove of all the new things to
do. The town may have been 150,000 people. But it was still no metro. A lot
of the homes were in larger land plots. We were about a block from the
neighbors I was going to meet today. I got home and luckily had done my
homework in study class.

So I walked over to the group home. There were 7 young residence age 18 to
29. But as I met them I discovered something strange. They all did acted my
age. Bathroom jokes, penis jokes. and so on. Suddenly I started to feel
welcome. No one seemed to see me as anything but a new friend. These men
show love  and friendship without reservation. I was suddenly feeling bad
for thinking less of them. They all talked as clear as I did. None of them
seemed like anything was wrong with them. The house  was huge with 10
bedrooms. You couldn't see how big it was from the outside.

I was able to tell how they mentally weren't that old. But suddenly all I
wanted to do was be friends with everyone. Paul commented how I was
connecting with all of them. Then there was Eddie. He was the one who
really liked me. He was 18 the youngest. He was 5' 9" with black hair. I
went into his room and he locked the door.
               "Hey, do you want to help me with my penis," He asked.
               "We just met, why do you want me to do this with you," I
asked him.
               "I like you. I can tell when people are nice or want to be
friends, good friends. So do you want to do stuff. I help you? You help me.
Stuff guy friends do."
               "I do like you as a friend. I've had friends that we became
friends fast. So what do you have in mind," I asked.
.
I suppose I should have been afraid or worried. But Eddie looked so much
younger than his age. Plus how he acted. He could have been a model I
thought. I wan't sure what I was into back then. I tend to lean into sex
whatever it is. Eddie pulled off his shirt and had his pants down quick.
There stood Eddie with his dick hard.
               "What do you think. Do you like me penis. Its hard all the
time. It's 6 inches. Does it look good?"
I had never seen another dick fully hard. I'd had gym class, but none of us
wanted to be naked in front of each other long  There stood his meat
pulsing in front of me. I wanted to touch it  I didn't understand my
feelings. I reach out and grabbed it with both hands. He moaned and
shivered at my touch of his penis. I touch his ball with one hand. while I
continued to grab and rub up and down his penis. I was excited and really
wanted to please my new friend. I dropped to me knees and worked both his
balls and penis. I could tell he was close as I worked him over good.
               "Careful I'm about to shoot," said Eddie.

I got aggressive in my act and saw the look I get when I got close to
cumming. I place the end of his meat in my mouth and was rewarded with my
first man load.
                "Shit that was good. take off your clothes and get on the
bed and I'll get you to cum too," Eddie said.

I stripped my clothes and laid down on his bed. He pulled up my legs and
went into my butt hole. His tongue drove me nuts. I had no experience with
doing anything. I would some times rub a finger across my hole in a bath or
shower. But this was beyond my understanding.
                "Oh Eddie. Shit that feels so good. Don't stop."
He kept at it for a few more minutes. Then the went to town on my ball.
Again I was lost in this new feeling of a tongue on my balls. Then he we
clamped down on my penis and soon I grabbed his head. and shot into his
mouth. "Wow Eddie how fucking great that felt," I said.  "Sorry for the F
word. But shit it did feel so great. I never had anyone touch me the way
you did."

Eddie looked pleased with himself. "I am glad you like what I did. I
certainly enjoyed what you did."
                "Eddie I'm gonna have to lick your butt hole. That was a
good surprise."

We both sat up and faced each other on the bed. I grabbed on to Eddie in a
hug. I hadn't expected to like everything he did. "We're best friends for
sure now." I told him.

He grabbed me back and pulled me down in to a moment of just enjoying each
other naked. suddenly there was a knock on the door.
                 "Any one coming out for Lunch. Your food is ready," said
Paul.

We quickly got dressed and went out for lunch. The rest of the day seemed
dull and boring. But there was things to learn about how things worked in
the house. How things got taken care of. The residence responsibilities and
so on.  At one point Paul asked me if everything was OK.
                  "You and Eddie hit it off pretty good. No problem in
anything you guys did?"
                  "What do you mean? Eddie and I talked guy stuff. I don't
have any friends and I just moved him. He a great kid; I mean guy."
                  "As you grow, don't forget that Eddie is in all likely
hood done growing. He's mentally at his top. He's been that way since he
was 10."
                  "I don't care about that. I liked Eddie the moment we
met. When he wanted to talk guys stuff, I found it cool that he trusted me
to share about himself."

The next day I got to know everyone better. It was clear that Eddie and I
were friends to everyone. I had to work to get to know the other guys.
Eddie and I right after lunch talked in his room.
                 "Everything good between us Brent," Eddie asked me. "What
did you tell Paul?"
                 "I told him we talked about guy stuff. Nothing else. I
like you Eddie a lot. I wouldn't want to get you in trouble."
                 "Really. I thought..." he said.  He looked like he was
gonna cry.
I reached out for him to hug him. He pulled himself together and went into
my arms. I just held him for a few minutes. Then I went to lock the bedroom
door.
                 "Let me show you how much I'm OK with things."  I pulled
down my pants. My 4 inches was not a match to his.  I asked how big his
penis was. He dropped his pants and got a small ruler. He placed it against
his penis. His was 6 1/2 inches. Neither of us had our foreskin.
                "Lets do a mutual Jack off. You do my penis and I'll do
yours."
                "Dick to dick jerk off," said Eddie.

He put his hands around his meat and invited me to put my into both his
hands with his meat. He told me to rubbed our balls. We were both soon
thrusting our meat together. No need for lube this round as he was leaking
like crazy. As My penis hit his or rubbed against his; It sent shivers all
over me. I could see the look on his face as it did the same to him. We
both expressed we were close to coming. I pulled back and took off my
clothes. He did the same. I said let do a 69.  He looked at me then
understood.

It was wild as I took as much as his meat as I could into my mouth. I had a
hand on his shaft as I took it in. He took me in fully. I was loving making
Eddie go nut as I was going nuts. It was pleasure over load. I shot into
his mouth as he gave me a mouth full. I hadn't lost any of his load last
time. I wasn't about to this round.

I turned around and laid on top of him and hugged him. We stayed that way
for awhile. It was wonderful to feel my naked form against his. I think we
feel asleep for a few minutes. When there was a knock on the door.

I was never more happy than to be wrong about those so called people. They
were just like us. I had found a true friend in them and especially Eddie.

Jason Boner
jasonbonerboy@gmail.com