The Man Across the Street

Had I gone too far last night? Had he realised that I let him see me on purpose? Would he even speak?

As it turned out, he came round his car to say hello and introduced himself.

Up close, he was a handsome guy with hazel eyes, lean but not skinny, I could see some toned muscle there and his fair hair was smartly barbered. His skin was smooth and clean shaven, not like me, I’m so dark that I have permanent 5 o’clock shadow.

We chatted for a couple of minutes. He talked about doing his food shopping and I told him I was off to the gym. There was no mention of last night.

Just before he got in his car, he turned round.

“Fancy coming over for a drink later?”

We agreed a time then he headed off, leaving me wondering if it was a good idea or not.

In the afternoon, I showered carefully and got dressed in smart jeans and a white t shirt, out of sight of the window this time and checked my appearance in the mirror.

I’m not sure why I was taking so much care, it was only a drink with a neighbour, but I was interested to find out what it might lead to, if anything and if it did would I want to.

At 4.30 I walked across to his house.

David

The doorbell rang right on time and I hurried to let Adam in. He looked pretty sexy standing there in his jeans and t-shirt, which showed off the muscles in his arms and tight enough to see his nipples pushing against the thin cotton.

He also looked slightly nervous.

“Come in, welcome. Wine or beer?”

“Wine please.”

While I poured two glasses for us, he was looking around the room.

“You’re much better organised than me. I’ve still got boxes to unpack.”

“Well I took a week off from work and attacked it.”

He took a swig of wine, still nervous.

“Well you’ve made a good job and I like how you’ve furnished the room.”

“Come on, I’ll give you a tour.”

So we went from room to room, Adam admiring the furniture and pictures, till we came to the spare bedroom, where it was obvious you could see right into his bedroom across the way. He coloured slightly and turned away from the window.

“There’s not much of a view from these houses, is there?”

“Oh, I like the view from this window actually.”

He looked totally embarrassed now.

“Don’t worry, it’s a view worth looking at.”

I moved closer and took away his wine glass, setting it down on the desk, then leaned in and kissed him.

He didn’t respond right away, but then he was kissing me back, his lips soft against mine and his mouth opening to let my tongue explore.

When my hands slid up inside his t shirt, he broke away.

“I’ve never done this before.”

“Don’t worry I have, so you’re in good hands. Come with me.”

I took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom where I sat down on the end of the bed and looked at him.

“Strip for me.”

There was no reaction for a moment, then he slowly smiled and began to pull his t-shirt over his head, revealing his muscled upper body with it’s covering of black hair, two large brown nipples waiting for me to suck on them and as he lifted his arms, the bulge of his biceps and a smattering of black hair in his pits.

He kicked off his shoes, undoing the button on his jeans at the same time, then slowly pulled down the zipper and removed them, leaving him standing there in white cotton briefs that were being stretched out by his thick cock and a damp patch had appeared on the front of them.

He hooked his thumbs into the waistband and took a step closer, slowly pulling the briefs downwards.

He had a bit of a problem getting them over the bulging package they contained, but then his cock sprang out, hard and thick, a shiny drop of precum on the tip and my mouth was watering at the sight.

I leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock, then slid my lips down the length of his shaft, breathing in the smell of man and soap.

I sucked him for a while, loving how his thick cock filled my mouth, but there was something else I wanted.

Standing up I sucked on his nipples, stripping off my clothes at the same time.

“You okay, Adam?”

He nodded, but didn’t speak.

If this was his first time with a man, I was going to make sure it was one he wouldn’t forget.

Now naked, I led him round to the side of the bed, took lube from the drawer and while I kissed him, smeared some over his cock.

He made a noise in his throat when my gel covered hand slid along his shaft, making his stiff rod slippery and even harder.

I used what was left on my pucker, then lay back on the bed pulling him with me, my legs already up, showing him my hole.

“Fuck me.”

He seemed a bit unsure, but didn’t move away.

“Trust me, you’ll like it.”

When he started fumbling, I took hold of his cock and guided him to my hole.

“Push.”

He did as he was told and after a bit of prodding with his thick shaft, my sphincter gave way and let him in, stretching me open.

He let out a breath, then instinct took over and he began to fuck me with hard powerful thrusts, ramming his way inside me, holding on to my legs for purchase.

This was the best fuck I’d had in ages and I couldn’t believe that this was the first time he’d been with a man.

His face was telling me how much he was enjoying it and he was watching his cock disappear inside me with every thrust.

The expression on his face changed and I knew he was ready to come.

“That’s it, Adam, give me your seed.”

He roared out loud as his load flooded my back passage and I could feel it flowing inside me.

He kept pumping his hips till he was spent, then collapsed over me his breathing ragged.

He raised his head to look at me, his eyes shining and a grin on his face.

“Wow that was amazing. I’ve never felt like that before.”

“Well sounds like you’ve been putting your cock in all the wrong places then.”

He leaned forward and kissed me very gently on the mouth.

“You might be right.”

We cleaned up then sent out for pizza, sitting in the kitchen, chatting and getting to know each other.

Later on, Adam fucked me again, from behind this time, ramming his thick cock inside me and filling me with another load, banging me so hard that I came without touching myself.

I was hoping that he’d stay over, so he could have me again in the morning but he had to go, having to leave early for a family thing somewhere in the country.

He did promise that there would be a next time though and I couldn’t wait.

Adam

I can’t believe how much I love anal sex. David says that I’ve taken to it like a duck to water. That’s true, I think, because it just feels right, certainly with David anyway.

I went across to David’s not sure if I wanted anything to happen and when he asked me to fuck him, I was a bit hesitant, but once I was inside him and my cock was being gripped by his arse muscles, I just let go.

We’ve been together a few more times since that first Saturday, always at his place, but it’s another Saturday and he’s coming to me, hopefully to spend the night.

I made sure that the bedroom was tidy and did a quick once over with a duster, including the huge mirror that leans against the wall at the side of the bed.

I’m not sure what David will think about that. He knows I can be a bit of an exhibitionist, but not that I like to watch myself during sex. I think he gets me though, so he’ll be ok with it.

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