My girlfriend and I moved in to a new apartment. This wasn’t our first place together, but it was the first place where we were more than an hour from her family. The day we were moving in, the neighbor across the hall was moving in as well. He was a bit taller than my five foot ten frame and looked younger than my twenty eight years initially. There was something about him that caught my eye – maybe it was his smile as we kept running in to each other for the first couple of days. Or maybe it was the older man that was helping him that bore no family resemblance whatsoever. Granted, it could have been his step dad or friend or someone else that has no biological connection with him.
At any rate, we moved our stuff in within a couple of days and settled in. I noticed the neighbor almost never leaved for the first couple of months; I assumed he worked from home. I also noticed that, in his bedroom window, for a couple of weeks he had what looked to be a dryer vent in his window. Assuming his apartment is set up like ours, there’s no place for his dryer to be set there. It was weird. But was was ever more weird was, when having sex with my girlfriend, his face kept popping in to my mind. I chalked it up to my mind being preoccupied with the move, new job and new schedule. I wasn’t gay. I was a ladies man. I mean, I always had women trying to hook up with me when I was single. Even now, I catch the eye of many a woman. In high school I was more popular with the girls than the quarterback or anyone on the track of wrestling teams. A month or two after we moved in, I literally ran in to him as we both came out of our respective doors simultaneously. I apologized, stepping to the side. He flashed a smile, saying the same thing. His deep voice reverberated through my body like none other. I also noticed a dimple on his left cheek, his green eyes and the way, even though he was clean shaven, his five o’clock shadow as readily apparent on his strong jawline. As he walked in from of me, I noticed his thick legs had more hair on them than mine, nice ass and, as he turned to get in his truck, a small belly visible under his t shirt. Being a fitness freak, I’ve never been turned on by a woman who doesn’t have a defined yet curvy body (call me vapid) and I’ve never been turned on by a man before. I mean in college we did all the normal frat pranks (as we called them but were really sexual experimentation) but I’ve never touched another man before or never had another man touch me sexually. The closest thing I’ve come to that is begging my girlfriend to have anal sex, which never happened.
As the neighbor got situation in his truck and I walked past, I looked back to see him looking at me intently. He smiled and nodded a ‘hey’ which I returned in kind, and continued to my car. Once I opened the garage, I sat down and took a few seconds to try to think about what just happened. I figured it was just ‘a thing’ and backed out and started on my way. As I drove past the place where his truck was parked, I looked at it longingly before snapping myself out of it. I finished the rest of the afternoon in public running errands but secretly hoping I’d run in to my neighbor. Which never happened, unsurprisingly.
A few weeks passed and the girlfriend wanted to go spend the holiday weekend with her family. I don’t have any siblings and was never a family type of guy so I convinced her she’d had more fun with her mom and sisters if she went alone. After the expected argument of ‘why don’t you want to spend time with my family’ that comes up every couple of months, she left Thursday night and not expected to be back until Monday afternoon. It was a welcomed relief as I like to have some time to myself and she hardly ever lets that happen. Friday when I got home from work I ordered a pizza (Friday is my cheat day) and settled in with the TV, wearing boxers and a tank top.
A knock came at the door almost an hour later. I opened it to see the friendly pizza delivery guy and the neighbor’s door open and a large man in a uniform along with the apartment management standing in his doorway. I signed the pizza slip and took a few seconds to listen to them talking. There was something wrong with his AC and being a Friday evening, and the middle of July (in other words, hot-n-humid) I felt for him. I poured myself something to drink and, grabbing a slice, I looked out my pep hold. I could see his door was open and he had a fan pointing out from his apartment. An idea popped in my head as if it was someone else’s thought. With no hesitation, I grabbed a pair of shorts and headed out in the hallway.
Peering in, I knocked on his door knocker; he surprised me when he stepped out from behind the door, looking none too amused.
“Hey. I’m Jerry. I live over there” I said pointing over my shoulder.
“Nic” he said with a smile.
“What’s going on, if I can ask?”
“AC is out” he said, defeatedly. “Probably won’t be fixed until Monday, being a holiday weekend.” I stood there for what seemed like minutes but was only a few seconds staring at those green eyes – mesmerized almost. I swore I started to get hard, but that didn’t make any sense.
“Well…” I started as I shifted my weight to try to hid my member. “Mine’s working just fine. You’re more than welcomed to hang out over here with me. Tonight. It’s just me and a pizza, if you’re interested. I’m not a killer or anything” I cringed as that last part nervously came out.
He chuckled. “Yeah? Man that would be awesome. It’s so damn hot in here already! I can bring some beer if to go with that pizza if you’d like!” I’m not much of a beer guy – empty calories – but I do indulge occasionally. “Sure!” I said, almost jumping for joy (what the hell is going on with me?). “Just come on over when you’re ready”
I stepped out in to the hallway as he thanked me again. I walked in and closed the door to my place. I could feel the sweat on my brow and my heart beating like a rabbit’s. Looking back, I knew what was happening but just didn’t want to admit it.
A few minutes later a knock came to the door. I opened it and let Nic in. “Ahhwwww…” he said with a smile. “This feels SO good!’ I smiled as he handed me the bottles of beer. “Have a seat” I said motioning to the sofa. He sat and I offered him some pizza. “Sorry I already had a couple of slices” I said.
“Do you have cooties?” he asked with a smile.
I smiled back. “No. Not any more” We cracked a bottle of beer for each of us and I opened Netflix.
“Anything here you’d like to watch?”
“Surprised me” he said. Careful what you wish for, I though to myself, which caused my dick to plump again.
I turned on some stupid show. I know it was stupid because during the hour and a half it was on, we didn’t watch it. We talked about almost everything. Ninety minutes later, if felt as if I’ve known him for years.
“You live here by yourself?” I asked.
“Yeah” he hesitated. “Just out of a break up so being on my own for a minute or so.”
“Oh man. Sorry to hear that. Women can be difficult. My girlfriend….gesh…always wanting something. She wanted me to spend this whole holiday weekend with her mom and sisters!”
“Yeah. Women can be difficult. It’s not much easier when you’re gay!” he said frankly.
All time stopped for me in that moment. I didn’t know what to say or do. I just sat there.
“You…you didn’t know?” he asked.
I shook my head no.
“Oh. Well, if you’re uncomfortable….” he started.
“No!” I shouted. “I mean, no, it’s fine. I just….didn’t expect that”
“Well, we were talking so well and it just felt like, if we’re going to be neighbors, we should know that about each other” he started. “I mean, if you see a strange man coming out of my place late at night, I don’t want you to think I’m dealing drugs or making bombs or anything” he replied with a laugh.
A feeling of jealously enveloped me in such an intense, fast way it took me aback.
“It’s cool. I mean, I was in a frat in college so….” I said with a smile.
“So you’ve seen your share of dicks in your young like!” He laughed at his own jock, but it was true regardless.
“Yeah, yeah you can say that” I replied, flashing back to all the cocks I’ve seen in college and wondering what this guy was different.
“Another?” he asked, holding up another bottle.
“I shouldn’t” I replied.
“Well, I can tell you’re not much a beer drinker with a body like that” he said. I was shocked but also happy he noticed my toned body. “But it’s a holiday!” he said, pushing the beer closer to me. “You know ya’ want to!”
I did, I wanted that beer and him. My heart raced. I grabbed the bottle and twisted off the top.
It was almost eleven at night and we had finished the six pack. Three bottle in as many hours may not be much for some, but for an almost non-drinker light weight as me, I was buzzing a bit.
“Well, I should get back over there I guess” he said standing up.
“No!” I replied, jumping up. “You can stay here. Your AC is still out, it’s hot as hell tonight…no need to sleep in the heat.” I looked in to his eyes and saw something I hadn’t before. They sparkled with a hint of something I’d find out later was desire.
“Thanks Jer” he said. “Mind if I take a shower? I’m nasty” he said smelling his armpits.
“Sure. Bathroom is…well you know where it is” I said nervously.
“I’ll run over, grab some clean clothes and be back in a jif” he said. As my door closed I ran, or more likely stumbled, in to my bedroom nightstand looking for condoms. There were none to be found. I jumped the bed to the other side and opened the door. Nothing but my jack off lube. That’s right, I thought. We were going to get more condom this weekend at the store! The front door opened and in stepped Nic, clothes in hand. I walked in to the bathroom and grabbed him a towel. I sat on the sofa, still slightly buzzed, as I listened to the shower. I envisioned what his wet body looked like in there. I wasn’t something I’ve done before, but it felt….right. I sat back on the sofa and closed my eyes, fantasizing about what I would be doing in the shower with him. I could feel my dick get harder and harder and I got lost in my fantasy. So much so I didn’t hear the water stop. It wasn’t until a shake of the shoulder and a “Jer” snapped me out of it. I jumped to see Nic standing behind me.
“I thought you fell asleep” he told me. “And looking at you” he looked down at my hard dick “I thought you were maybe, missing your girlfriend!”
“I…uh..” I jumped up and almost fell over. Nic reached over and grabbed me. “Whoah, man. You are a light weight!” he said as he made his way around to me. “Let’s get you in bed before you fall and hurt yourself” he chuckled.
He guided my to the side of my bed. I sat down, cock pointing straight out. Already embarrassed, I decided to ask him.
“Can I ask you something?”
“What’s up?” he responded.
‘What’s sex like with a guy?”
“Excuse me?” he said wide eyed.
“I mean… I’ve asked my girl for anal forever and nothing!”
He sat down next to me.
“Well, it all depends on the guy and situation. Like it would for anyone else I guess”
“I mean, what does it feel like?” I asked, my head turned towards his.
“Like I said, it just depends.” His eyes sparkled ever more now than before. He reached over and touched my leg. Shivers traveled through my body like electricity. “If there’s love, it feels one way. If it’s just sex, it feels another. But either way, it feels good” he told me.
The combination of alcohol releasing my inhibitions and the clean scent wafting off of Nic was all I could take. I learn over and kissed him.
I still remember the feeling of his large tongue inside my mouth, the feeling of his short hair as I rain my fingers through it, the strength of his hands as they wrapped around my neck and the feel of his stubble scraping against my lips. In that moment all I heard was the sound of our wet lips. No tv. No air conditioning. Just two set of wet man lips exploring each other.
He pushed my back on to the bed – I didn’t protest. My heart pounded as his scruffy lips made their way down my neck to my collar bone. His hands, which I’ve not noticed until now, seemed enormous and had a vice like grip on my waist. I’m no small guy – I work out and well muscled, but in this moment, I was like warm taffy, malleable to his means.
He climbed up on the bed next to me as I rose up and removed my tank.
“Damn man!” he said as the noticed the street light through the blinds illuminating my body. “I know you worked out but didn’t know you looked like this! I would have taken notice sooner!”
“You mean, you’ve noticed me before?” I asked sheepishly.
“Are you kidding me?!?” he said with a laugh. “Many times. Many many many time!” This made me feel good that someone so manly as this man would notice me.
I turned over and kissed him. “I’ve noticed you, too!” I replied. “I know” he said softly.
“What! How?” I demanded.
He laughed. The sound of his laughter sent good shudders through my body.
“You’re not very good at hiding it, mister.”
I fell back on to the bed. “Damn it” I laughed. I didn’t know why at the time, but I felt so at ease with this guy, even in the sexual context. Way more than I had ever felt with any girl, including my girlfriend.
As I laid there, he place his hand on my chest, rubbing my smooth pecs, sending this heat that permeated down to my bones. He rubbed my chest as I laid there with my eyes closed. I could hear his breathing but, surprisingly, my heart had slowed down from the rapid pace it was keeping earlier. “You’re so smooth” he growled. “You don’t shave your chest?” he asked.
“No. I’m just not very hairy” I admitted. “It’s not a bad thing” he said was his hand grazed my nipple. I inhaled as my nipple told my body more was to come. “Are you hairy?” I asked, trying to remain calm as the back of his hand made its way down my abs to the only area of my torso that had any hair: my stomach. “Well, I’m not bear, but yeah, I’m hairier than you” he replied and his fingers slightly pulled the little hair around my belly button. I sat up. “Let me see.” He pulled off his shirt. My god, he was perfection. A large patch of light brownish/red hair on his chest, a tiny trail that ran down his belly to a triangle of hair above is shorts, which were now, obviously trying to hide his own erection. I reached up and ran my hand through his chest hair. It was like cotton. “So soft” I muttered.
“I condition it” he admitted. And you could tell.
Like me, he was surprisingly well built, even with the small belly, which I now recognized was more a play of his shirt in the breeze than anything else. While you wouldn’t say he went to the gym regularly, his body was one that was naturally muscled, but covered with a small layer of…. not fat exactly… but firmness. He was not fat by any means. He was…perfect.
Under his chest hair was a very firm set of pecs, not unlike my own. While the only light was from the parking lot outside behind him, I could feel his erect nipples and they felt deliciously firm.
Instinctively, I reached down and pulled my boxers off, tossing them to the floor. I allowed him to take in my immense manhood. At least that’s what I’ve been told by the girls I was with: “Jerry you’re so big”, “Jer, you’ve got a monster there” and the like. Who was I to argue? It’s been years since I’ve see another guys hard dick in person and, even in porn, you know they get guys with giant dicks. I let Nic ‘take it all in’ but was surprised when he didn’t seem as shocked with my cock as he did with my body. But I didn’t think much about it because his mouth was soon wrapped around my plump head. My god, he sucked a good dick. I’ve never, ever, had a girl suck me this good.
I twisted and moaned like I’ve never done before. His strong hand cupped my balls and pulled them slightly as he buried his nose against my trimmed pubes. I can’t put in to words what exactly he did, but I could tell I was about to nut so I pushed his head off of me as fast as I could.
“Close?” he asked. I shook my head ‘yes’ as I tried to catch my breath. I felt him move on the bed and felt my legs get pushed back on my chest. As I looked down, I saw his hair past my throbbing and wet cock. I wondered what he was doing until I felt his tongue on my hole. The initial sensation was followed by bliss. I only wish I could have seen and learned from what he was doing to my hole as I almost blacked out. As he did his thing, he reached up and grabbed my dick, rubbing my precum around its sensitive head. I bucked and squirmed with delight but had to push his hand off my dick quickly.
“You like that?” he hissed looking up from behind my bouncing cock.
“Oh my god!” is all I could muster.
I looked up as I felt the bed move again. Nic had taken off his shorts. It was at that time I realized one of two things: either all the other girls that called my cock ‘big’ or ‘a monster’ had never been with a guy before or were lying because this guy – Nic my cute neighbor – had the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. Period. I know the excitement had something to do with it, but I swear it was almost as thick as my wrist and, if I’d have to guess, at least nine inches long, with a light upward curve and round, spongy head. It bounced with a heaviness as he knee-walked his way up to my mouth.
I looked at this one eyed monster almost scared of what he wanted me to do with it.
“Go ahead. It won’t bit” he said. I looked up and with that dimpled smile and those green eyes – I’d do almost anything.
Having only watched the act in porn, I buried my face in to his wiry bush for all I was worth in one quick motion. I was surprised when I was able to take it all without gaging. He tasted of man mixed my soap from the shower, which turned me on even more. His curved cock pushed its head against the roof of my mouth, but I forced it down my throat. It must have been the right move because I heard him moan and he grabbed what hair on my head I have and held me in to place as he slowly slid that beast down my throat further, all the while squeezing my dick firmer and firmer.
I felt his hairy nut sack push against my chin. I felt like I was being used but I liked it. As he slowly pulled himself back, I reached out to cup his balls but reached too far and grabbed his ass. It too was hairy and firm so I took this moment to compete in some ass play of my own. I ran my finger down his crack and found his pucker. I rubbed around its entrance, which he seemed to like based on his gasps and groans. I pushed my finger in to his hole as he pushed himself back in to my mouth. Once his bush started to tickle my nose, I pushed my finger harder and popped in to his hole. He pulled back and pushed himself back on my finger. “Looking for something?” he asked. I mumbled what I could with his cock in my mouth, tasting his now oozing, sweet precum. He lightly slapped the side of my face as he pulled himself out of my mouth with a wet slurp sound.
“You want to fuck me?” he asked as I tried catching my breath. In all the excitement I never thought about it. “You said you wanted anal, right? With your girl?” I whiped the spit off of my mouth and sat up and looked at him. My eyes had acclimated to the darkness more now and I could make out more of him.
“Yeah, but I don’t have any rubbers” I admitted. “Oh so you were planning this all along? Trying to ‘make your move’ on me?” he asked with a laugh. “No…I…” stammered. “Relax sexy, I’m just messin’ with ya!” he said. “Are you clean?”
“Clean?” I asked.
“You mean AIDS?”
“I mean anything: AIDS, herp, clap…”
“Oh yeah – we got tested once we moved here” I admitted honestly.
“Me too. I mean I’m clean. I don’t date much with work and all. And I’m not too in to hooking up with strangers” he told me. “You have lube?” I reached over to the side table and grabbed the bottle, which he took from my hands. He squirted what looked like a lot on his hands, then worked it slowly on my shaft. I watched intently both learning and enjoying the experience.
Rather quickly, he pulled me to the middle of the bed and threw a leg over my waste, positioning himself over me. He leaned forward and grabbed my wet cock; I felt his balls scratch my smooth stomach as his cock dripped his warm liquid on my abs. He leaned back and I felt his hole kiss the head of my dick, then some resistance as he grabbed my cock harder.
He pushed himself down further and further as I watched, propped up on my elbows until I felt myself finally break his initial barrier. He exhaled as he slide down on me, his dick arching up from my stomach to point in the air. I was finally inside him. His ass was tighter than any girl I’ve ever been in. And tighter than any hand job I’ve received of given myself.
I could feel his entire column wrap around my cock, tingling ever inch of it. He rolled back as I dropped back down to the bed. He rose up and down slowly a few times as I picked up his rhythm. His dropping on me became more rough and fast, the sound of our bodies slapping against each other echoing off the bedroom walls. At the angle we were, I could see his cock bounce and hear it slap on my stomach. I could feel periodic warm spatter on my stomach and chest as my cock pushed him cum out of him. His breathing grew deeper and his bouncing faster. I watch, through what light we had, his cock slap my stomach over and over again. I wanted it inside me.
“Stop stop!” I insisted. He slowed to a stop.
“Did you cum?” he asked.
“No.” I grabbed his cock and squeezed it.
“I want it. Inside me.”
“Are you serious?” he asked. “Yeah. I need it. Please” I pleaded.
He rose off of me, my wet cock falling out of him and smacking my skin with a wet ‘thrap’.
He pushed my legs back up to my chest as he positioned himself behind me. I heard the bottle of lube squirt, then heard him working the lube on himself.
“Relax” he said reassuringly. “Just breath.” I fell a warm, wet golf ball sized object press against my already worked hole. I expected pain, but to my surprise, all I felt was a warm pressure that grew and grew in size and intensity. He steadied himself, then pushed in harder. It was then I felt everything. Pain, pleasure, pressure, the relaxation. I breathed out slowly as he slid every inch in to me.
“Damn” he said.
“You’re tight as hell!”
“It’s… my first time…” I was able to get out as I felt like every space inside me that wasn’t bone was now filed with my neighbor’s dick. I swore I felt it in my throat.
“You’re first time?!” he whispered. “With a guy or getting fucked?”
“Both” I replied.
“Nice” was his only reply as he started to slowly pump himself in to and out of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried to study his movement. They were so fluid and graceful – at first. But he wasn’t all the way in yet. My eyes opened when I felt his balls start to slap my smooth ass. I felt as if his cock was going to pop off my head!
His breathing picked up more and his graceful motions were replaced with a jackhammer like rage. I could barely catch my breath as that monster of his tortured my insides, over and over and over and over. In and out and in and out. It sounds like it would be a terrible, violating feeling, but it wasn’t. It was lust. It was desire. It was wet, sexy and powerful.
He pushed my legs out to the side, which tightened my hole, causing me to feel him even more, which I didn’t think was possible. I reached up and grabbed his hairy pecs, which were moist with sweat. I felt his chest twitch with every thrust, his heart pounding hard. I could feel his body working together to obtain one end goal.
In his exuberance, he pulled completing out of me. In that moment my body felt like there was a void inside me, waiting to be filled. But, being more of a pro than I, he reached down and guided that giant cock back to where it needed to be, and he plowed back in to me. He knocked the air out of me for a few seconds. I grabbed a hand full of chest hair and pulled, trying to get him to stop, but he before he could stop, I gulp as much air as I could, but never released his chest hair.
He leaned down and was now on top of me, my legs high in the air, my arms collapsed between us as he ground himself in to me with small, but potent, thrusts. I curled my legs around his hairy ass and felt his butt muscles flex and release each time he tried to get in to me further. I laid there completely enthralled with this sexy neighbor, taking my cherry.
I could feel myself getting close (how I didn’t pop a load twenty minutes ago I had no idea!). “Oh fuck – I’m close” I screamed into his sweaty shoulder. He pushed himself up and, without missing a beat, looped my legs over his shoulders. I could feel a couple drops of sweat splatter on to my already wet stomach. Seems I’ve been oozing my own precum this whole time.
His speed picked back up to jackhammer levels. I hadn’t touched my own dick this whole time, so I was surprised when I felt my balls draw up. “Uhhh!” I started yelling, not caring what other neighbor heard what. My whole body twisted like I was possessed, my legs stuck straight out behind him and I unloaded the biggest load of Jerry seed I’ve ever unleashed. The first load hit my chest but the next three or four landed on my face.
Nic pushed back off and out of me and, in an instant, while I was still shooting my load, he leaned over me and grabbed his cock. My legs were still sticking straight out behind him as the shook the last bit of sperm from my tortured body. It was then I felt another hot liquid spatter on my chest. Then another. And another. And another. I swear I heard them actually squirt out of him! He had made no noise the first four or five shots, but then, he released all his sexual tension verbally. He screamed like a man who was being tortured. I could feel his body shake as more and more hot liquid landed on me. I counted something like eleven or twelve violent jets splatter on to me as he stroked his meat. I have never seen anyone cum as much as he did that night. I not only had cum covering my entire body, but running off my sides and on to the sheets.
He dropped his cock – it smacked against my cum covered abs. Nic braced himself above me for a couple of minutes before he came back to reality, collapsing on the bed next to me. His cock dragging his cum off of me on to the sheets and stringing between us.
I laid this, having just had my cherry busted by my neighbor. But I didn’t feel bad or dirty. I knew that, all these years, this is what I really wanted. No, needed. No girl had ever satisfied me in any way as he just did. I knew, from this moment on, my life was going to change. There was no going back.
I was jogged back to reality when Nic rolled over on to his side.
“You ok?” he asked.
“Oh yea!” I laughed. “You?”
He dropped back to the bed. “I’ve not topped in so long I almost forgot how!”
“Uh, no ya’ didn’t!” We both laughed.
“I need a shower” I told him, trying to clean myself up with my tank top. “Yeah I think you do, buddy!”
As I walked in to the bathroom, I looked in the mirror. I need to have a serious talk with the girlfriend, I knew that, but all I could really think of was the amount of white liquid that covered my body. I studied how it drained down my body, relishing in the feeling of the hot liquid now cooling.
Yeah, I really need to talk to her when she gets home!
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