Date: Sat, 12 Nov 2016 13:20:41 -0700 From: Rocky Hawkins Subject: The Army Neighbor and Rocky Author's Note: This story is told as a fantasy, and I won't tell you that there is any truth to it. But, as narrator and protagonist, I am not really that creative. So, you can decide if I made it up or not... I've gotten a ton of email so far asking me to tell more of my stories, so let me know if you like this one! DISCLAIMER: The following content may contain detailed descriptions of sexual interactions between a minor and adult. If the laws in your place of residence or your religious beliefs make it illegal or wrong to read such, do not continue. If this type of content offends you, do not continue. Donate: Nifty operates free because there's people who donate to keep it running. Donate. It's worth the spunk. Contact me: Feedback and such to justwriting@soniq.org. My name is Rocky. I am 12 years old, and I live in a small Wisconsin town. It's 1992, and there is no internet or online anything, not really. So, as any kid my age, I like to play Nintendo, skateboard, and I'm just learning about sex. I live in an apartment complex with just my mom. She is disabled, so doesn't have a job. That means we live on government money - which also means we are pretty dirt-poor. I don't have a lot, in the way of toys, or friends. But, lately, the next door neighbor, Chuck, has been talking a lot to my mom. They're not really dating, but I think he's trying to at least get some action. I don't really care, but I certainly don't want to be around when it happens. Chuck has a son. His name is Doug. Doug is 19 or 20, and he's in the Army reserves. He lives with Chuck, but is usually out or traveling or whatever. I rarely see him. When I do, I am not sure what to talk to him about. We don't have anything in common, and frankly, I'm shy. I think I may even be gay, but at this age, I'm not really sure what that means. All I know is that when I jerk off, I'm usually thinking about Doug. He's 6'2, muscular, and blonde. I dont know much more, but I know that I want to see him naked. Well, as I said, my mom and Chuck have been seeing more and more of each other, and since we live next door, I often come home from school and just go to Chuck's house. See, mom and Chuck usually mess around at our house, and I don't want to be around that. Chuck gave me a key and told me that I could play Doug's Nintendo anytime I wanted. So, I've been doing that for a while now, and Chuck has been hanging out with mom more and more. I even spent the night at Chucks a couple times, in Doug's room. Well, today, I came home from school and Chuck was over. I told mom I was going to go play Nintendo, and left them to whatever they were going to do. I got to Doug's room, and was going to play like usual, when I realized a bunch had changed. The bed was unmade, there were clothes lying everywhere. Doug had been home. Curiosity got the best of me, and I started to look at his stuff. His army clothes were piled on the floor, and his regular clothes were shoved in the hamper. I could smell those man-smells that come from guys when they work out. I told you, I was pretty sure I was gay, and smells like that were hitting me in the right spot. I looked through the piles, and found several pair of worn underwear, and even a jock strap. I didn't know exactly why, but i was turned on like hell. I quickly peeked out of the room to make sure no one was home, and closed the door. I am only 5'1, and about 120 lbs. I have dirty brown hair, and no body hair really. I was circumsized, so my dick is probably about 5" fully hard. And it was fully hard right now. I wanted to jerk off so bad. So far, I've only jerked off in my room at night, and always with lotion. I didn't know another way, but I was aching to cum. I pulled down my pants, and rubbed the jock strap against myself. it was working. My cock, now rubbing on the fabric, was getting hotter by the moment. I could feel myself ready, in less than 2 minutes! Before I could stop, I was cumming my 12 year old ounce of cum right into the cup of this jock strap. Immediately, fear kicked in. What did I do! Doug is gonna kill me! Without really thinking I knew I had to hide the evidence. I brought the cummy part up to my face and slurped it into my mouth, trying to get as much off the jock as I could. I kept checking my work, realizing that cum was tasting pretty good. There was still a stain on the front, but at least it was not covered in cum. I hid it under the same pile of clothes, grabbed my skateboard, and went riding. I had to get away. I had been riding for a bit around the blocks, and no one was out to ride along. To be honest, I was pretty bored. When it started to get dark, I had pretty much forgotten about the jock and came back to Chucks. He always had microwave meals, and I needed to do my homework. When I got inside, Doug was home, on the couch. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw him. He was almost 100% naked, but.. he was wearing a jock. THE jock. I mean, how many does a guy have? I blushed immediately, but couldn't bring myself to move. I had never seen him this naked before, and I couldn't stop staring. "Dude, close the door." He said. He had the TV on, leaned back and flexing his abs. I didn't know what to do, so I closed the door. The act of turning to do that brokme the spell, and I went to the kitchen. "How old are you, Rocky?" He called out to me. "I'm 12." "Come here, dude." He had the TV VCR on pause, so when I came back into the room, he patted the couch. "I think you're old enough... sit." I sat next to him , and he hit play on the tv. Two guys were on the screen, with a girl in the middle. They were all touching and grabbing and playing around.. naked. I'd never seen porn before. I was getting hard again. "So, this is pretty hot, right?" He said. I noticed he adjusted himself a bit, and started to stare at me. He continued. "So, I popped this in tonight to get my rocks off, and noticed that my jock was all wet. Any idea what happened there, sport?" My face went completely blank and all the blood left my body. I was so scared at that moment. I could feel myself start to shake. "Dude, take it easy," he said, putting his hand on my back. He grabbed his crotch again, through his jock, and I got a glimpse of him. He was getting hard. "Hey, I was 12 once too. But here's the thing. You can't be using my shit without paying for it." His hand slid up my back, resting at my neck. He slowly turned my head, so I was facing his stretched legs and full jock. "See the guys on that screen? You're gonna do what that blonde does. Just watch." He used his big hand to turn my head to the screen. I watched as the blonde guy on TV pulled away from the girls breasts and on his knees, bent over towards the other guy. With no words, the guy and girl were making out, but the blonde... he put his mouth on the other guy's dick. For what felt like hours, the blonde sucked on the guy's dick, until he turned around and let the other guy slide the dick against his butt! I couldn't stop watching, but Doug wasn't going to let me enjoy it for long. He had since pulled his own dick out of the pouch, and was rubbing it with his free hand. "Do it, Rocky." he pushed on my neck and I was guided to his dick. "Open your mouth, and suck on it.. watch your teeth." I did as he said, with no complaint. I was very confused, but somehow it felt right. He pushed me down until I gagged, but kept controlling my up and down motion. I was drooling on him like crazy, and every time I choked a bit, it seemed to make him moan. "Rocky, get in my room. I need your hole. Take off your clothes." He lifted me off his cock, and stood up. I went ahead of him, and when I got into the bedroom, he closed the door and turned off the light. Only the lights from the street outside gave any idea of this tall naked man in front of me. He pulled off my shirt, and I always wore sweat pants, so they were off in a second. I was naked in front of him, and he put his big hands on my body. He touched me. Rubbed me. I could feel his heat all over me. I wanted this. His big dick, probably just under 7", kept poking me in as he pulled me into him, tussling my hair and feeling my butt. Without much warning, he lifted me up, like a dad does to his son, and hugged me. he climbed onto the bed, still holding me, and laid down on top of me. It was then he began to kiss me. Like a real kiss. Hard, wet, deep french kissing. His hands explored my body, and his finger kept pushing at my butt. Within minutes, I could feel myself sliding my own hard dick against his abs, but he kept pulling away, so I couldn't use him to jerk off. He lisfted up, how his whole body towering over me. My legs were spread, and he chuckled a bit. "I know this makes you want to cum, Rock - but I need to be inside you before that happens. You ready for this?" He wasn't asking. In no time, I could hear a lotion bottle and smell the scent of the cream. His hand wnet back to my butt, and the cool feeling of the cream was tingly. His finger slid inside me without warning, and I flexed. He stopped for a moment, and leaned down to kiss me again. It worked, and I relaxed. HIs finger turned into two, and I could feel myself all slippery. He pulled my ankled to his chest, and my knees buckled. I could feel his hand pull from my ass, and his large tip push against my hole. "This will hurt at first, but I know you want this. You'll love it." With that, he pushed the head in. I gasped from the immediate pain and my whole body locked up. He stopped at the tip, put his hand over my mouth, and whispered. "It will only hurt for a second. Relax, baby..." In another flash of pain, he pushed the whole length of himself in me. I tried to scream. I tried to push him away.. It was too much... I could feel myself being ripped open. I saw stars, but he wouldn't budge. He stayed still, letting me scream into his hand. I could feel tears running on my cheek, and yet he did nothing. It was a long time before the pain subsided. I felt my hole relax, give way to the invasion., and he still waited. My breathing was back to normal, and he pulled his hand away from my mouth. I could feel him looking at me, and he began to kiss me again. With his mouth over mine, he began to move. His large cock was still deep in me, and his motions were slow and steady. He pulled out an inch, then back in. Then 2 inches, then back in. Soon, he was fucking me full strokes, my legs still tight between our chests. His own breathing got faster, and I could feel him get more urgent. He pulled my legs apart, using my thighs to hold me in place with his hands. "Rocky, You like this, don't you? You wanted this, didn't you?" I couldn't reply, but he was right. after the initial pain, this was incredible. His thrusts began to feel like waves of pleasure. "Go ahead dude... jerk your cock. Make yourself cum." I didn't think about it. My hands, which to this point had been pushing him away, now flew to my cock. I started to pull on my cock hard, but without lube, it was not as good. On instinct, he spit into his hand, and wrapped in around my cock. That was ALL it took, In less than 10 strokes, his monster hand on my cock was making me shoot. I could feel the flood of my sperm squish on his fist, and his own moans now rung in my ear. "You got so fucking tight! I'm gonna cum dude! I'm gonna..." He tighed his grip on my thighs, his cock pushed all the way back into my butt, and he tensed up. I felt his cock pulse, again, and again. After his pulsing stopped, he collapsed on top of me. He had cum inside me, and my cum was all over his abs, his hand, and my own stomach. I couldn't move; he kissed my neck, and put his cummy hand in my hair, stroking me gently. We didn't talk about it afterward. When he had the energy, he hopped to the bathroom, turned on the shower, then came back to the room. Just as he had before, he picked me up to his chest, and carried me into the bathroom. Showering together was a silent but erotic thing. He soaped me up, cleaning my cock and hole, even shampooing my hair. I tried to do the same, stroking soap to his cock, but he flinched a bit, and I thought i was doing something wrong. "Dude, don't get me going again," was all he said. we rinsed off, and dried on our own. He went back to the TV room and shut off the tape, which was still playing. It had only been 30 minutes or so, but it was awesome. Was I sore, Yes. I slept on the couch that night, he took his own room. The next morning, I had school and left before he was awake. When I got home, he had packed up and was gone. It wasn't until I tried to play Nintendo again that I found a not stuffed in the cartridge. ** Rocky, Had to go back to the base for some recumbent training. You're a great kid, and I hope you got what you needed. If you ever want it again, you know how to let me know. I left it in top drawer. Fill er' up. -- Doug ** In the top drawer of his nightstand was a jock, and something called 'KY'. I'll tell you this. The next time Doug came home, there wasn't a clean part of that strap. ** Thank you for reading. Hit me up if you liked this story. I'll even show you a picture of Doug if you'd like.. Contact me: Feedback and such to justwriting@soniq.org.