A gay adult story: The Neighbors Part One by TheGentlemn4yu ,
Mid-aged brothers meet up and love after not seeing each other for some time. New next-door neighbors give them a sweet surprise!
Neighbors Part OneStepping out of the backdoor of my brother’s house in the late afternoon on the way to the pool,
“Man, it’s still hot out here today!” I said.
“Not as hot as it’s going to be!” he replied while reaching to grasp my waving cock.
I laughed while reaching for one cheek of his ass and squeezing it firmly, “I bet!” I replied, loving the feel of his ass cheek in my hand. My brother has always been on the pudgy side, mainly in the waist with most of it being in his butt. He said he didn’t mind as when he is taken from behind it acts like a cushion from the hard pounding, he likes so much. I just love the feel of his ass cheeks pressing against me as I bury my cock into him.
His swimming pool is located at the back end of his lot, kind of in the middle with a seven-foot-tall fence all around his property. Wooden fences on the side and a chain link one across the back. I asked him about going skinny dipping with just a chain-link fence, concerned about folks just looking in. He said not to worry as there are bushes all along the ally side of the fence and some trees in each corner which offered some cover and shade. I looked unsure at him, but he didn’t seem worried, so I just thought ‘why not’.
We had stripped off our clothing as we walked thru the kitchen and once, we stepped outside, the warmth of the late afternoon sun against my naked skin felt so good and even better was the feeling of my growing rod in my brother’s hand while he smeared my pre-cum over the head. About half-way to the pool, he stopped us and pulled me into a hard embrace and a deep kiss, me returning both in turn, reveling in the feel of our tongues dancing and our hand gripping our asses while our cocks smeared the slippery fluid from our dripping rods against our stomachs.
Breaking off our kiss, we continued to the pool and once reaching there, I went to sit on one of the chaise lounges and Glenn started to head for the pool.
“Hey, hey, hey”, I called out. Glenn stopped and turned to look at me with a questioned look on his face.
“Remember our discussion of earlier?” I said to him with a grin and my hand up, a finger motioning him to come to me.
“Oh… yea.” He replied and began walking over to where I was sitting. Glenn came over and stood in front of me, his semi-hard cock and balls right at my eye height. I glanced up at him with a smile while my hand cupped his ball, feeling their weight.
“Feels like you have enough of that hot man-juice to fill me.”, I said as I rolled his sack in my hand.
He went to reply but before he could, he just softly moaned as I had taken his cockhead into my mouth and was running my tongue over his tip savoring his sweet tasting pre-cum while making him harder so he can fuck me soon.
We are no strangers to swapping cum as we have done it several times in the past. Not as much as we like as we live on opposite sides of the country. We found our love of each other thick cum when we were much younger and still at home. But as time moved on, we went our separate ways, I into a relationship with a woman (I am Bi-sexual) and he went into the service and then look for a partner once he got out (he is gay).
It had been many years since we had seen each other so I decided to come out and visit his new place. One that he and his new partner had just purchased. It was good to see him again and that first night here it was like old times, sitting and drinking while learning of what we have been doing since the last time we met. I asked of his partner, Regina, and he informed me that she (she is trans female and one that I secretly lust after, but more on that later) had gone over to a friends house for a couple of days but should be back before I had to leave.
That first night was just like old times with lips tasting, hands exploring and cocks emptying. And went we had thoroughly worn each other out, we spooned where he pulled me tight against him and shifted his hips so his cockhead was press against my rosebud. When I turned my face for a ‘good night’ kiss,
I whispered, “This is a first!”
With a sheepish grin, he replied,
“Yea… I think its about time. But not tonight, ok”
In all the times we have bedded each other he has never taken me with his cock, even though I have offered my ass to him almost each time. And when I ask him why, his reply is always he is afraid he will hurt me. To which I look at him with funny look on my face as if to say ‘What!!’ You see, his manhood is just a bit short of 5 inches (yes, we measured) but is thick. And I mean thick, to the point that I can barely get much more that his cockhead in my mouth and my fingers and thumb will not meet when I stroke him. As we are usually in the middle of tearing the bed sheets apart when this comes up, I just drop it. I have had big cocks before, and I prefer them long and thin. I like for my lover’s pulsing shaft to hit my sweet spot as it is being driven into me, making my own dick harder and cum flow out with each thrust.
“That’s fine.” I replied. Then we kissed and went off to dreamland. A smile on my face, knowing of what is to cum.