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  • Neighborly help

    • My dad died when I was 16, and my mom went to work to support our family of 3 boys. I am the oldest, Brian is two years younger than I am, and Sam was 10 when dad died.

    It wasn't easy, but over the years mom made sure the rent was paid, we had food on the table and that we were properly clothed; not the high priced fashions that other kids were wearing, but we always had new things to wear.

    In my senior year, I was now 18, things were pretty tough. My mom wanted me to take part in all of the senior activities, but the cost of these events was too much for our tight family budget. I did participate, and most of the events were paid for by our neighbor, Bill, who was aware of our financial situation.

    Bill was a bachelor, and a vice president of the local bank. He also worked as a private tax accountant, and did my mom's tax returns. That's how he knew so much about our situation. Bill was also active in our church, and was one of the assistant scoutmasters of our Boy Scout troop. I was pretty actively involved in the Scouts, and Bill was always available to help me with my badges.

    When I was 17, I started doing "odd jobs" for Bill at his house. I cut his grass, shoveled the snow, helped him move furniture, painted some rooms, whatever light maintenance needed to be done, Bill would ask me to do it. After a while, it got to be a steady routine, every Saturday I would go across the yard, and help him keep his property in shape.

    He paid me well; in fact, many times he gave me money even when nothing significant had to be done. He was becoming more than a neighbor to me.

    In addition to working for him, Bill was always available to help me when I had a problem. At times, I would discuss things with him that I could not discuss with my mom. He was becoming that "father figure" that all young men need and I was really comfortable in talking to him.

    When I turned 18, Bill told me that he would take me somewhere special for my birthday, and wanted to know what I wanted to do. I didn't know how to answer, so he took me to the local steakhouse, and we enjoyed a very special meal together. After dinner, we went back to his house, and I asked him if I could have some wine to celebrate this special day.

    After a few glasses of wine, I began to feel pretty dizzy, and Bill told me to rest on the couch, while he called my mom to tell her that I would be staying with him for the night. My mom said it was okay.

    I lay out on the couch, and closed my eyes. When I awoke, about an hour later, I was under a blanket and Bill was across the room, sitting in his lounge chair. I told him that I was sorry for passing out, and as I went to sit up, I discovered that Bill had removed my shoes, pants and shirt, and that all that I had on were my T-shirt, white briefs, and socks. I was a little embarrassed, but Bill just said that he didn't want me to mess up my clothes.

    I had to take a whizz, so I got up, and walked into the bathroom in just my underwear and socks. When I got back, Bill was sitting on the couch, and motioned for me to sit by him. He asked if I wanted to see some new movies that he had gotten just for my 18th birthday. I told him I would.

    On went the first movie, a porn tape that had a guy and a girl doing straight sex. I had never seen a porn movie before, and found it VERY exciting. My dick got so hard that it was poking the front of my white briefs, and created a nice tent. I was a little embarrassed, and tried to cover the stretched cotton with my hands. I had never gotten a hard-on in the presence of someone else. I had been jerking off since I was 14, but this was the first time that anyone had seen me with a stiff dick.

    Bill told me to relax, that getting a hard-on while watching porn was a natural thing, and that he too was getting pretty excited. In fact, he had loosened his belt and had his hands down the front of his trousers. That got me hotter.

    When that movie was over, Bill asked if it would be okay if he took off his pants and shirt, so that we were both in our underwear, before he put on the next movie. That kind of surprised me, but I always liked seeing other guys in their underpants in the school locker room, and told him that it would be cool.

    The second movie was a lot different. It was about two guys, and there were no women. It got really hot as the two guys started by jerking each other off, moved on to oral sex, and then to anal. My body was really excited, especially when Bill moved his hand down to my bare leg and started to rub it. It didn't take long for him to move up to my crotch, and on to my throbbing dick. Two jerks, and I couldn't contain myself. I shot my load all over the inside of those white briefs. It had to be the biggest load I had ever shot.

    Bill moved his head down to the front of my cum soaked briefs, and started to lick my cum from the front, and then lowered my briefs so that he could lick the inside cum from the wet cotton. He also moved his tongue over my cum soaked dick, and inside the loose foreskin of my uncut cock. Don't remember much more of the videotape, the sensual movement of Bill's tongue and mouth had sent feelings through my body that I have never felt before.

    As I lay spent across his couch, Bill picked me up and moved me to his king sized bed. There, he removed my T-shirt, and briefs, and laid me out with my legs apart while he worked over my body with his tongue and fingers.

    I was hard again in minutes, and he took me into his moist mouth, and proceeded to suck my 5-inch teen cock deep into his hot throat. His tongue kept working the inside of my foreskin, and the wild sensations were passing from my crotch to all other parts of my body. I could feel my dick harden again, and without any effort, gobs of hot juicy cum were filling the inside of Bill's mouth. He swallowed it all.

    He now removed his gray Jockey briefs and T-shirt, and his huge 8-inch circumcised cock flopped out before me. He told me to suck it, and I did. There were sprinkles of pre-cum on the pee slit, and they tasted sweet. I tried to get his entire dick into my mouth, but gagged several times, so he told me to lick around the pink head. He had a lot of loose skin under the crown, and he went wild when my tongue tickled this sensitive area of his dick head.

    After a few minutes, he told me to turn over, and I did. I felt his tongue at the entrance to my butt. He licked it, and then moistened his finger and soon it was inside massaging my prostate. What a feeling. He reached to the end table, and found a bottle of Vaseline, and slowly lubed my butt, then his pulsating dick, and before long, I felt him enter. The pain was excruciating, but as he moved his dick in and out, the pain ebbed, and soon I was moving in rhythm with him. My dick was getting hard again.

    He pumped my ass, and at the same time, had a hold of my dick in his right hand. I was ready for my third load, and I could feel his movements quicken and deepen. I could hear him grunt, felt his dick stiffen even more, and then he exploded in my ass, just as I exploded in his hand. Oh man, what a feeling!

    ---

    I had been satisfying my sexual needs for the past 4 years, but I had never shot 3 loads in one day, much less within the two hours that we had been working on each other's cocks. I was done, or so I thought.

    After Bill had removed his softened cock from my boy cunt, I flopped down on the bed, flat on my stomach and into the puddle of cum that had just shot from the tip of my dick. It didn't matter that I now had the sticky goo all over my belly, I just wanted to lie there, and rest from the passionate activity we had just completed.

    Bill lay on his left side, and put his arm around me. It felt so comforting as he slowly moved his fingers up and down my spent body. I was tingling again.

    I turned to face him, moving to my side, and settling it down on the wet sheets. It felt "wicked" to be rubbing my body in that "joy juice". And Bill continued to move his fingers up and down my back.

    With his other hand, he reached across and moved my head close to his own, and kissed me on my lips (I had never been kissed on the lips by another guy). Even my dad had never kissed me on the lips (not that I remember, anyway). It startled me for a moment.

    Moving both his hands to the back of my head, he continued to kiss me on my lips, and started to move his tongue into my mouth by parting my own lips. I offered no resistance. Soon, he had his tongue deep into my mouth, and was searching wildly for my tongue. I let them brush, and the tingles again went through my body. He picked up the pace, and soon we were madly entwining our tongues in and out of each other's mouths. I could hardly catch my breath.

    Bill now moved his tongue all over my face, into my ears and down under my chin. He moved to my chest, and then to my right nipple. It got hard immediately. He covered that little brown nipple with his mouth, and began to suck it. I could feel the sensations all over my body, but most of all, I could feel the skin on my flaccid dick begin to stretch for yet a fourth time.

    The well trained tongue and mouth moved over to my left nipple, and he did the same. My dick was hard and I could feel that the foreskin was stretched to its limits.

    Down my stomach, into my navel, and onto my Treasure Trail (at the time, I had never heard that term before). He continued down the sensitive area, around my cum soaked bush and up and down the outside of my dick shaft. It didn't take long for him to have my uncircumcised tool in his hot, moist mouth.

    His lips tightened around my foreskin, and as he bobbed his head up and down my shaft, the skin covered and uncovered my pulsating dick head. Damn he was good, and his blow jobs were certainly ever better that I had ever dreamed of. I was tingly for a long time, after all, a fourth load was building in my teen balls, and took a long time to work its way up to the tip of my dick, but once again, I shot this time in Bill's hungry mouth.

    He sucked until I went soft, and then we just both lay back and rested for a bit. This was my first man-to-man sex, and it was better than any dream I had of being with some broad.

    We both lay naked, and slept for a while. When I awoke, several hours later, Bill's hard 7-inch pole was poking me in the side. He told me that it was my turn, so I reached over and grabbed hold of the one eyed monster, and slowly began to massage his still swelling appendage.

    He reached up to my head, and moved my upper torso down across his waist, and I took that as a sign that he wanted me to mouth his dick. So I did. His was pretty big, and each time I tried to swallow the whole thing in my mouth, I gagged. So again, I kept my tongue on the loose skin under his dick head. The kept him aroused, and getting harder. I took his pink cut head into my mouth, and started to suck, as best I could. It didn't take long; he was ready and shot a mouthful of juice deep into the back of my throat.

    I gagged and coughed, and tried to swallow as much of his juice as I could. I kept sucking, but he didn't go down right away, he kept a loose hardon for a while, and I just kept licking the cum that I had missed when he shot his load.

    He asked me to fuck him, and I tried. My dick, only a 5-incher when fully erect, barely broke the tight hold on his butt, but I did the best that I could. Since I was still a virgin (in the fucking dept) I hadn't mastered the correct way of fucking with an uncircumcized dick, and most of the time, the foreskin was pulled all the way back, and it hurt like hell. I did shoot in his ass, though, and he really enjoyed that.

    We both slept till mid morning, and Bill put my cum soaked briefs in the washer, to get some of the yellow hardened cum out of the white cotton. We also showered together, and jerked each other to completion in his tight shower. The cum was all over the floor, and we were lucky that we didn't slip in the shower.

    All in all, it was a birthday dinner to remember!

    Bill and I continued our relationship all through my college years. He has remained my friend, and paid most of my college expenses that were over and above the full academic scholarship that I earned.

    I have never had any type of relationship with a female, although in college I did allow several to blow me, none could EVER compare to Bill. His were the best.

    Very recently I discovered that Bill gave both my brothers Brian and Sam the same type of birthday present. In fact, last year the three of us--and Bill spent an entire weekend at his Catskill vacation home without ever getting dressed. Us Ruh's in our white briefs, and Bill in his Jockey grays.

    Like me, my brother Brian is uncircumcized with a pretty smalldick, Sam, however, was circumcized (Mom must have gone to a Jewish doctor when he was born) and has a monster dick.

    Over the years I have also discovered the Bill had this "Special Unit" within the Boy Scout Troop. This group was made up of Scouts who were invited to his Catskill cabin for "Special" tutoring in the skills of scouting. I did hear that Bill was the only Counselor for the 69 requirements of the Man/Boy Sex Merit Badge. But then, that's another story.


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