Date: Sun, 2 Dec 2012 18:27:28 -0800
From: Kris Chrandes <krchr@hotmail.com>
Subject: Naked Neighbor 2

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By popular demand, a second part to this story. Took me a while to get to it,
but I did.

Other stories by me:
2011: gay/encounters/gift-repayed (3 parts)
2011: gay/young-friends/his-brother-likes-feet
2011: gay/beginnings/our-own-island
2011: gay/young-friends/sock-wrestling
2010: gay/young-friends/the-cast
2009: gay/college/2am-at-the-pool
2009: gay/adult-friends/balcony
2008: gay/beginnings/naked-on-film
2007: gay/college/barefoot-in-the-stacks
2007: gay/encounters/airport-feet
2002: gay/young-friends/naked-boy (posted under a different name).

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Still naked, I grabbed a bag from my closet and stuffed some clothes into it.
I picked out a pair of track shorts to sleep in and some regular clothes. I
went into the bathroom and grabbed a toiletries bag and filled it. Before
leaving I looked at my cock in the mirror. It was neither completely hard nor
completely soft. It was still wet though. I wiped it off with some toilet
paper. When I went back into my room, Ethan was sitting on the edge of my bed
seemingly comfortable being naked, though no longer hard.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yeah, I guess," I said.

He got up and opened by bedroom door and this time I followed his naked ass.
When he got to the kitchen he looked at me.

"Oh, yeah," I said. "The note."

I found a Post-IT and wrote out, "Hope the wedding was fun. I'm over at
Ethan's. Home at lunchtime." I showed it to him and he nodded. Then I stuck it
to the fridge. I looked around to make sure the place was tidy, doublechecked
the front door, grabbed my keys, and then headed to the back. We both stepped
out the back and Ethan went around the pool to where he'd left his clothes. He
pulled on his shorts and slipped on his flip-flops (I'd been right, no shirt)
and joined me at the back door. Now that he was clothed and I was still naked
I was much more aware of it. It felt really strange.

Ethan looked expectantly at me again. "Are we going out the front or the
back?" he asked.

"Shit," I said. "Can't lock this door. Have to go out the front." I thought
for a second. "Why don't you lock the back door, go out the front, and meet me
back here. I'll give you the keys."

"Where's the fun in that?" he asked.

"I can't walk out the front door naked," I said. "Someone will probably see. I
thought we were just going to hop the fence."

"Deal's a deal," Ethan said. "You want the blow job you have to come over to
my place naked."

He hadn't said before what the 'something special' would be, but at the
mention of a blow job my cock twitched. I didn't say anything, just stepped
back in. Ethan followed me and we locked the door. I made sure the front porch
light was off before stepping outside. My parents would be annoyed. We both
stepped out and I locked the door with the key and dropped it into my bag. The
porch was somewhat sheltered by the bushes so I wasn't too worried. I looked
out and made sure the street was quiet.

"I'll take your bag," Ethan said.

"Ok."

"And I'll meet you over there," he said. And took off running. I heard the
sound of his flip flops slapping on the sidewalk. Which is when I realized
he'd locked me out of my own house. Naked.

I stood there for a moment feeling like an idiot. Guess I didn't have a lot of
choice. I poked my head out and looked around. The street was quiet with most
people apparently holed up for the evening. I took a last look for traffic and
ran barefoot and naked across the grass. I didn't take the sidewalk like
Ethan. I went the shortest way possible, across our front lawn, leaping over a
small planter, and running across Ethan's small lawn to bound up the steps.
His front porch light was on so I kind of crouched down and tried to be not so
obvious. Ethan was standing at his front door giggling.

"You bastard," I said. "You tricked me."

"I wanted to make sure you'd do it," he said. Ethan opened the front door and
I followed him in. I had not been in his house in a while but it didn't look
like anything changed. He kicked off his flip-flops, locked the door, and led
the way back to his room. He dropped my bag near the dresser and closed the
door. There was a desk light on in the corner.

"I guess I have to pay off on the bet now," he said.

I didn't say anything.

"Lay down."

I stretched out on his bed. The blankets were already flipped back so I was
laying on the sheets with my head on a pillow. I was a little bit sweaty and
breathing a little hard from the sprint across the yard. Ethan slowly
approached me and, without using his hands, took my half-hard cock in his
mouth. It was already wet from the precum I'd been leaking on the way over. He
licked all around then applied pressure with his lips. The warmth and the
pressure felt so good. I closed my eyes.

I wasn't sure what to do with my hands so I put them on his shoulders. He
pulled himself closer, laying down between my legs. My legs were pressed
against his bare chest, my feet touching the bottoms of his shorts. He put his
hands on either side of my hips and leaned on his elbows. I was so excited it
felt like my cock would burst but strangely I was still only half hard. He
sucked on my cock and I squirmed and then something strange happened. It was
like the sensations were too much and my cock got really sensitive. I hadn't
come but it kind of felt like it did afterwards sometimes. I started to lose
my erection.

"I...," I began. I tapped him on the shoulder. He looked up at me letting my
cock fall out of his mouth.

"It's, um, I don't know. Kind of really sensitive," I stammered.

"Want me to stop?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Ok," he said, sounding a little disappointed. "Want to wait a few minutes?"

"I, um, maybe I should just go," I said.

"You should stay," Ethan said. "It doesn't matter. Just hang out and we'll
watch TV."

I did kind of want to stay, but I was feel very embarassed. I thought for a
second.

"Ok," I said. "I should probably get dressed though."

"If you want to," he said.

Ethan stood up and I could see he was hard and tenting his shorts, but he
didn't say anything about it. I stood up and dug my shorts out of the bag and
put them on. I didn't bother with a shirt or anything else. Ethan had grabbed
the TV remote from his desk and walked back over to the bed. He flopped down
with his head on the pillow and turned on the TV. I looked around the room.
There wasn't really anywhere else to sit. Ethan moved a little closer to the
wall and gestured to the bed so I came over and lay down beside him. We were
not quite touching but we were very close. It was a small bed.

After a few minutes Ethan pulled the blanket over both of us then rearranged
the pillow behind his head and lay back. He was sitting a little bit higher
and turned slightly. He continued flipping channels until he found a baseball
game. It was a replay I think but I hadn't seen it. We started watching and
geeking out on playre stats. I stopped thinking about being almost naked under
the covers until Ethan shifted and turned a little on his side. I felt his
bare foot touch my leg and I felt a tingle. When a commercial came on Ethan
put his hand on my leg and smiled at me.

"Is that ok?" he asked.

"Um, yeah," I said.

A couple commercials later he moved his hand and lightly stroked my thigh.
This time it was full-on goosebumps. He reached up the leg of my shorts and
brushed my balls. They were still a little tender from the thrawted orgasm but
it felt good. He moved his hand some more and brushed through my pubes. Then
grabbed my cock. It was back to half hard.

"I'm not sure if..." I began.

"Doesn't matter," he said. "I just want to do this if it's ok."

"Yeah," I said.

The game came back on and I was kind of half watching it and half aware of
Ethan stroking my now very hard cock. Ethan started commenting on the stats of
the various players. Somehow he had that alll memorized. I liked watching
games but I wasn't a stats geek like him. It was strange though to be
discussing baseball while someone has firm hold of your dick. I noticed
whenever he started getting deep into the stats he stopped stroking my dick
for a moment. Although he never entirely let go of it. Bit by bit I started
paying less attention to the game and more to the feelings in my groin. My
balls had drawn up tight.

"I can't believe he didn't catch that!" Ethan said. My attention came back to
the game and I watched as two players ran home. I didn't say anything. I
closed my eyes and felt myself drift again. Ethan moved closer and pressed his
body against me. I could feel his hard cock in my side. He start to stroke a
little faster and squeeze. I felt the orgasm building and I felt like I should
say something but I wanted this too much. I grunted and felt my muscles spasm.
Ethan pulled somehow even closer and put his face on my neck. I yelled and
started coming. He stopped for a moment, then squeezed, and I somehow shot
again.

"Oh my god," I said.

Ethan kept stroking and more cum dribbled out of me. I'd clenched so hard that
my leg muscles actually hurt. He kept holding on to my dick but I was
thoroughly spent now. The inside of my shorts were soaked and some of it had
leaked through to the blanket.

I looked at Ethan and he grinned back at me. "You needed that," he said. My
balls still ached a little, but it was also a release.

"I guess I did," I said. I wasn't sure what to do next but we were a mess.
Ethan pulled the blanket it off of us and I gingerly stood up. Ethan bounced
off the bed and out the door, coming immediately back with a bath towel. He
handed it to me while he took the blanket off his bed. I looked over. Looks
like we didn't really get the sheets. He balled the blanket it up and tossed
it in the corner, then he left again. I peeled my shorts down, amazed at the
sheer volume. I tossed my soaked shorts onto the blanket and started
vigorously wiping the cum off me with the towel. Ethan came back as I was
doing this with a new blanket and spread it out on the bed. He closed the
bedroom door, stripped off his shorts, and climbed into the bed naked.

I guessed that was an invitation. I decided to roll with it, tossed the towel
with the rest of the cum soaked mess, and climbed back into bed with him, this
time both of us naked. It felt kind of weird, but kind of right. I mean I'd
known for a long time I was gay, but I didn't expect to start a relationship
with the kid I'd known since I was little.

"I think I owe you one," I said to Ethan.

"Yes, but later," he said. "Game's still on."

 ---

I don't know when I'd dozed off. I guess three orgasms in one night were
enough to make me tired. When I woke up and looked at Ethan's bedside clock it
was about 2am. The TV was still on but he'd turned off the lamp and I hadn't
even known it. I gingerly got up, extracted myself from the blankets, and
climbed over him to go to the bathroom. I sat down and took a good long piss
then sat there thinking until my legs started to fall asleep. I cleaned up and
looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess and I somehow managed to
look completely rumpled. I'm not quite sure how you can be naked and look so
... unkept.

I went back to Ethan's room and about as I started to climb back into bed with
him I had the thought that he might have gotten dressed and wouldn't I feel
stupid climbing in naked. I pulled the blankets a little farther until I could
see a bit of his bare ass. I climbed over him again and pulled the blanket
over me.

"You're cold," he mumbled without opening his eyes.

"Sorry," I whispered.

He didn't say anything else. Truth was, laying next to him felt really good. I
could feel the warmth and the faint smells of pool, sweat, and sex. Which
somehow managed to all smell good together.

When I'd warmed up I moved a little closer. I think he was still asleep but I
moved over until we were touching. My dick, which was completely soft finally,
was pressed against his ass and my legs were touching his. I had one arm on
the bed between us and the other resting on my own side. I took the chance and
drapped it over him. He stretched a little and rubbed his feet on the top of
mine and pushed harder against my crotch. I reached down a little awkwardly
and found his dick. It was mostly hard. I stroked it gently and Ethan groaned
and stretched again.

"That feels good," he said.

"I'm sorry about before," I said. "I don't know why but I got kind of nervous.
Worried about being seen outisde. Self-conscious I guess. And I'd never had a
blowjob before."

"It's ok," he mumbled. I was still stroking his cock. The skin was very soft.
"It worked out. But I hope you'll come in my mouth next time."

"I want to," I said. "I think I might be able to if..."

"If what?" he asked.

"You come in my moutth first." Ethan didn't say anything but I could actually
feel his cock get harder and longer in my hand.

"Are you sure?" he said after a while.

"Yes," I said. I pulled the blankets off of both of us and felt the cool air
on my skin. I sat up on my knees, surprised to notice that I was semi-hard and
Ethan rolled on to his back. I walked down on my knees and pushed his legs
apart. Then I lay down between his legs, my own legs hanging off the bed. I
ground my dick into the bed as I took a close look at his cock for the first
time. I stroked it again, then imitating what I knew, put my lips over my
teeth and plunged my mouth over his cock. Ethan jerked and said, "Oh my God."

I wasn't sure what to do exactly so I just kept going up and down on his dick
with my lips. When I started to get tired I stopped for a moment and waited.
Ethan didn't say anything. I tenatively licked the underside of his dick and
felt it twitch. I put my nose into his pubes and licked his balls once. They
were tight up against his body. Then I sat back up, put my lips over my teeth
and went down on him again.

"Oh, yeah," he said.

Then I realized I could vary the pressure. I started to push harder with my
lips going down and relaxing some as I went up. "Holy fuck!" Ethan said. I
kept going

"I'm gonna cum!" he said, almost shouting. I didn't slow down. He pushed
really hard and I had to get up on my elbows to avoid being gagged. He held
that for a moment then I felt a burst of cum in my mouth. It didn't really
taste like much. Not like I expected. I swallowed it and kept sucking on his
dick. Eventually with one final grunt he dropped back on to the bed, pulling
his dick out of my mouth.

"Holy fuck," Ethan said. "That's the best one I've ever had." I didn't know if
he meant orgasm or blow job but I decided to take it as a compliment either
way.

I swallowed the rest of the cum in my mouth then grabbed the towel from
earlier and wiped us up. I pulled the blanket back over us, even though I was
no longer cold. Ethan turned on his side facing me.

"That was amazing," he said.

"I liked it," I said.

"And next time you'll come in my mouth?"

"Yes."

He smiled and hugged me close and we lay intertwined. He fell asleep pretty
quickly. Post orgasmic bliss I guess. I laid awake for a while longer. I was
definitely not horny at the moment but laying with Ethan still felt amazingly
good.

---

When I woke up it was very light outside and Ethan was gone. I looked at the
clock. After 10. I grabbed my bag and took it to the bathroom. I figured I'd
better take a shower before I went home smelling like sex. I used Ethan's
shampoo and washed up and dried off. Short hair meant no need for styling.

I got dressed and went downstairs. Ethan was sitting on the couch watching TV
in just a pair of shorts.

"Good morning," he said.

"Morning," I replied.

"Your shorts are in the washer along with the blankets that we, um, used," he
said. "Should be done in half an hour or so."

"That's ok," I said. "I should get going. I'll pick them up from you later."

"Ok. You want some breakfast? I just had cereal."

"Nah," I said. "I'm good."

"You sure?"

"Yeah," I said. "I should get home."

"Ok," he said. He sounded a little disappointed. "Look, if you don't want
to... I mean I won't ..."

I realized what he was thinking, that it was got my rocks off and I'm gone. I
smiled at him as I sat down on the couch. "I never expected this to happen," I
said. "I kind of stopped hanging out with you because I'd started to like you,
and I didn't think you felt the same way."

"Oh," he said.

"But now..." I said.

He smiled. I leaned in close and we kissed, really kissed, for the first time.
I felt that tingle again. I pulled back and he was grinning. I stood up.

"I'll see you later," I said. "You owe me one."

"Any time," Ethan said. I grabbed my bag and let myself out the front door.

I unlocked the front door to my house and walked in quietly in case my parents
were still asleep but it turns out they were sitting at the kitchen table
looking like they'd just woken up.

"Hi," I said. "How was the wedding?"

"Good," my father said. "Not as fun as the last one though." My mother shot
him a dirty look which he seemed not to notice.

"How come all the blinds were closed?" my mother asked. "Were you scared to be
home alone? Is that why you went over to Ethan's?"

Shit. I'd forgotten about the blinds. "No, mom." I said. "I just felt like
closing them."

"Ok," she said. "Well I'm glad you two are playing together again."

"Me too," I said.

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