A gay story: Tommy can Fix My Laptop I live in a medium-sized city. I was born in this city and have lived here all my life, except for the years I spent studying elsewhere. I am a 48-year-old man with an average income. I’m not a model, but I’m still quite noticeable. I am 181 cm (5ft) tall and weigh less than 90 kilos (200 lb). I have short, light brown hair and trendy stubble. I wear glasses and have never worn contact lenses. On the other hand, my friends say that glasses make me look smart. Who knows.
My job involves sitting in an office and attending meetings. I talk and drink coffee. Too much, I admit. I do yoga and fitness boxing. If I didn’t exercise I’d definitely be pretty fat. I eat whatever I like, usually something fatty or sweet. I quit smoking years ago; it was the best decision of my decision of my life. I have no children and live alone. I enjoy my lifestyle because I’m not responsible for anyone else, I don’t have to compromise, and I’m free.
I moved to this area about a month ago. My old neighborhood was getting starting to get pretty restless. There were gangs starting to form, and it felt uncomfortable to walk the streets at night. It’s peaceful here.
The parks are clean, the streets are quiet, and the people are more relaxed and friendly. The house is a two-story apartment building. The apartments are accessed by hallways on the side of the building. My apartment is on the second floor at the end of the hallway, which is nice because I have windows facing three different directions.
When I moved into the building, I noticed how friendly my new neighbors were. It felt like there was a community where people cared about each other. taken into account. Two movers who trucked in everything from the old from the old house in one truck. When the neighbors noticed a load of moving, many ran over to ask if they could help. Of course, I didn’t refuse. It sped up the work and I got to know my new neighbors.
Friendly people helped me: Ben, a retired man with a gray beard with slightly off-color jokes. Anna, a middle-aged, big-breasted woman who assumed was a lesbian. It turned out she was. She was also a lovely person. Jim was a little over twenty, an athletic young man, almost 185 cm (6.5″) feet tall. tall. He was like a Greek sculpture.
And then Kirstie, an ordinary looking woman in her forties. Ordinary in the way she blends into the scenery and doesn’t stand out in the crowd. She had an eighteen-year-old son, Tommy, who was slim and slightly short, probably under 170 cm (5.7″). He said he played hockey and was into computers as a hobby. I needed clarification on what a computer hobby was, but in all the excitement I didn’t ask.
People greeted each other in that house, and everyone always had time to talk about this and that. It was easy to fit in when you felt accepted in the community. I really enjoyed being and living there.
A few weeks passed. The weather was summery, sometimes it was sometimes sunny, sometimes rainy. The people were friendly as always. One morning the sky was gray, but I didn’t bother me. What did bother me was that my laptop had slowed down even more, and when I got home from work, it wouldn’t turn on at all. Or it would turn on, the lights would come on, but the screen would stay black. After a while, I decided to ask for help and called a neighbor.
“Kirstie. “The voice on the phone answered.
“Hi Kirstie, it’s Ed from next door. Listen, my laptop doesn’t seem to be and I’m having a bit of trouble. Can you tell me if Tommy is really as good with these with this equipment as he says he is?
“He certainly is; I think so. Today’s young people are surprisingly good with these things, and Tommy seems to be more interested in them than a lot more than many others these days. ”
“Would Tommy be so kind as to come and see if we could do something with that machine? Of course, I’ll pay for it. ”
“Tommy’s not at home; he’s out somewhere, I guess he went to play football with his friends. But he has a cell phone; I can give you his number.”
“That would be very kind of you, Kirstie,” I said, saving the number into my cell.
I called Tommy’s number several times, but he didn’t answer. About an hour later he called back. I told him my problem and asked if he could help. The young man got very excited and said he would come over right away to look at it. I pointed out tha it wasn’t that urgent and that he could come when it’s best for him to come. It was about fifteen minutes before the doorbell rang.
“Hey, Tommy, you were quick,” I said, a little surprised.
“Of course. I said I’d be right over.” He replied, wiping the water from his face. It was still raining.
“You are really wet. Wait a second, I’ll get you a towel. Leave your shoes in the hallway.” I handed Tommy a towel and he dried his hair and arms. His white shirt was so wet that his skin was showing through.
“It’s raining there. “Tommy said. “Can you believe it? ”
“Heh, No shit. Take off your shirt and I’ll hang it up to dry.” Tommy tried to to pull off his shirt. It was so wet it was clinging to his skin. I asked him to raise his hands and pulled them away. I put the shirt on the hanger and Tommy dried his body with a towel.
“Are you cold without a shirt?” I asked.
“Not at all. I’ll leave this towel on my shoulders.”
“I’ll make some coffee, if you like, before we look at this ancient machine. Sit by the table.” I said as we walked into the kitchen. I watched the boy secretly. His upper body was slim, but certain muscles stood out.
His chest and biceps showed the effects of the sport, even though he was quite skinny.
“So you play hockey?” I started the conversation as I sat down at the at the table with the hot coffee cups.
“Yeah.” Tommy said, trying to drink from the cup, but it was still too hot.
“So what do you do in the summer? “I guess they play hockey in the in the winter. ”
“Well. I don’t do much in the summer. I play with the guys and do some on the computer.”
“You have a sporty body.” I said, trying to take a sip from the cup at the same time at the same time.
“Really?” He asked. We talked about hockey, computers, and other things of interest to a young man his age. We finished the coffee and went into the bedroom, where my laptop was on the bed. followed Tommy, admiring his great body.
“You don’t have a desk?” Tommy asked, wondering about the laptop on the on the bed.
“I use my laptop so rarely that I didn’t feel the need for a separate one.”
Tommy sat down on the bed and took the laptop in his lap, opened the case, and said what I already knew; it didn’t work.
“I need to get into BIOS,” Tommy said.
“Where is it? “I asked and Tommy started to laugh.
Tommy turned off the laptop and rebooted it. A strange program appeared that I knew anything about.
“This is the BIOS. Or actually this is UEFI,” Tommy said and started tapping on the keys.
“What is it for?” I asked, feeling old and stupid.
“It’s a program that finds and loads the operating systemwhen the compute starts up.”
“OK, there’s always something new to learn. For me, it’s enough to be able to do the little things little things I do with that thing.”
Tommy was typing something, moving the mouse, and talking to himself, something I couldn’t I couldn’t make out.
“Can you fix it?” I asked.
“I don’t know. There is obviously something wrong with the memory, maybe RAM. Can I have a small screwdriver?” he asked.
I reached for the toolbox and Tommy looked for a screwdriver of the right size. He turned the the laptop and started unscrewing the hatch on the back.
“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” I asked, feeling a little insecure.
“I Do. I’m going to remove the RAM and see if there’s a contact failure,” Tommy replied without looking up from the machine.
OK, let’s hope you get it fixed.” I thought the boy would be working for a long time, so I decided to do some housework. I filled the washing machine and did my few dishes. There was no sound coming from the bedroom. I looked over there and there was Tommy lying on his stomach looking at the laptop screen. There was a video playing where man was lying on his back on a bed, and a other guy was sitting on top of him. He was taking a big cock inside him by sitting on him.
I was scared because the emergence of this trend in such a small community wasn’t necessarily to everyone’s liking. I stood quietly in the doorway and at the lad watching the video. He had his hand under his hips and was obviously fondling himself as he watched the video. He clicked the video forward. Now the couple were sucking each other’s dicks.
I stood quietly in the doorway and watched the boy’s reactions. He clearly didn’t find it negative, but rather intrigued. On the screen, the couple continued their play. After a while, the man squirted his cum in the younger man’s face. Tommy’s hand moved faster and faster under his hip. I watched intoxicated. My hand went into my pants and squeezed my swollen cock hard. I wanted to see how Tommy would react to being caught watching porn.
“Did you get it fixed?” I asked, looking out the door. On the laptop screen, the man was sucking the younger one’s dick. Tommy panicked and tried to turn off the machine, but he could only managed to push it further away. Then he turned to me, his face bright red.
“Sorry, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to… it was stored on this device, and I just kind of somehow opened up and…”
“It’s okay, Tommy. Take it easy,” I reassured the boy. I hope you are not shocked or disgusted by what you just saw.”
“Not really. I don’t think so, it’s just…”
“Just?
“I’ve never seen this before, not even online. I haven’t been even looking for anything like… like this…”
Tommy’s comment put me in a situation where I had to think deeply. I saw that he had clearly reacted to the video with interest, even excitement. But of course it didn’t mean anything. When you’re young, you’re very curious.
“Have you never heard that boys can do that to each other?
“Of course I have. I’ve just never been very interested in it.”
“Would you like to watch another movie?” I asked. I had nothing more to lose, and grabbed the mouse. Tommy didn’t say anything. He looked at me, smiled shyly and nodded his head. I thought about what kind of video to play. Nothing too too drastic. Something slower and more erotic. The sun began to set, and the room went dark. I turned on the table lamp and clicked to start the video.
I looked at Tommy, who was staring intently at the laptop screen, shutting out the outside world. He was licking his lips and occasionally letting out a sigh. Without realizing it, he moved his hips against the bed. In the video, they took off their shirts and and caressed each other’s bodies while still kissing. The younger one was about Tommy’s age.
I put my hand on Tommy’s shoulder. It had been an eternity since I had touched an eighteen year old. I moved my hand slightly and slowly, watching for his reaction. He didn’t react at all, just continued to stare at the movie. I stroked his neck. The hair was boyishly short, and the back of it felt rough. I moved my hand between his shoulder and his neck. He didn’t seem to mind.
Now, in the video, the guys were lying on the floor, on the carpet. They were wearing baggy sweatpants, and they had their hands in each other’s pants, obviously wanking their dicks. Their naked torsos were rubbing against each other, and their mouths were wet against each other.
I moved my hand down along his bare back. I used my fingers to climb back up to the shoulder and down again. I did this for a while and he didn’t resist. I patted his cheek several times and stroked his back again. He turned to me and asked:
“Is it nice to kiss another man? How does it feel compared to kissing a girl?”
“You can’t know until you try,” I replied roughly. I pressed my forehead and nose against his. I gave him an ‘Eskimo kiss’, nose to nose and whispered, “Would you like to try?” I didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, I wet licked my lips and pressed the against his. They were soft. Softer than anything before. He was trembling with excitement; after all, it was his first kiss with another man. I stuck my tongue between his and licked his soft mouth. I sucked his upper lip between mine and nibbled it gently with my teeth.
Tommy put his hand on my shoulder. I rolled onto my back and pulled him onto me. The couple’s panting could be heard on the video. I reached out with my hand to squeeze his butt; it was firm and tight, as an athlete should be. Our hips were against each other, and to my delight I felt something hard against mine.
I turned him back onto his side and unbuttoned the top buttons of my shirt, and soon it was completely open, exposing my slightly hairy chest. He looked at me with a strange expression on his face. He looked like he was on some kind of drug. His hips pressed against my cock, and I wondered if he was going to get even closer.
Tommy pressed his hands to my chest and looked at them. The tanned hands contrasted with the man who had been sitting in the office all summer. I moved my hips and my stiff cock moved over his, of course we both had our pants on, but I could feel it.
“You’re really hard,” he said. I can feel it. Is it because of me?” Tommy asked, eve though he knew very well that it was.
I poked the bulge under his belly button with my fingertip. “So are you. Is it because of me?”
We smiled at each other and started laughing. I think the laughter was mostly out of nervousness.
“Come here,” I whispered, pulling him on top of me. We kissed passionately. Our drooling mingled and our tongues played wildly. I ran my hands over his warm body. He was wearing jeans, and I surprised even myself when I found myself reaching for his belt. We turned around. I was lying half on top of him, trying to figure out the mechanism of the belt. But it was a very standard buckle that was easy to open.
Tommy’s hands were also moving along my body. When we turned around, I had taken off my shirt and our bare chests were touching. I kissed his neck and I felt his hot breath on my ear. It was tense and intermittent. I unbuttoned his jeans with I unbuttoned his jeans in one motion, and it wasn’t unclear to Tommy what I was doing. I put my fingers on the the zipper and started to open it slowly.
– Nix… Nax – one zipper tooth after the other.
The soft sound of a zipper could be heard in the room. I did it slowly because it was somehow infinitely erotic. It was already completely dark outside, and only a dim table lamp illuminated the bedroom. If someone in the house across the street had known to look in the right window, they might have seen something you don’t see every day.
The zipper had stopped moving. The front of his pants was as open as possible. I could feel the fabric of the underwear under my fingers. I pushed my hand just below the waistband and felt the pubic hair.
“Can I take them off? ” I asked, tugging at his jeans. The question made me nervous, but at the same time I was quite confident because he seemed to be enjoying it.
“Uh-huh,” Tommy replied, lifting his firm butt to make it easier to remove his pants. After a while, the blue jeans were crumpled at the end of my bed, and I kicked them to the to the floor.
I stroked his smooth body. He had a small butt and it was deliciously round. I felt his clumsy and inexperienced fingers struggling with my belt. The young man was doing it of his own free will. It was amazing.
“Can you do it?” I asked, barely lifting my lips from his. I pulled my stomach in a little to loosen the belt.
“Oh, yes I can,” Tommy replied without lifting his lips from the kiss.
He pulled and pushed at the belt for a while until he succeeded. The buckle fell to the mattress with a slight metallic clink. The top button of my jeans was no problem, but Levi’s jeans have a lot of buttons. One by one, though, he unzipped them one by one and tugged at my pants, just as I had done to his.
A young man tried to take my jeans off, but I had to help him. My jeans spilled on the of the bed on top of Tommy’s. If I had dreamed a vision of our pants on top of each in my dark bedroom, I would have laughed at the impossible dream, but now it was all true.
Tommy was wearing traditionally styled, fitted cotton underpants. It felt crazy enough to touch his underwear, but it felt even crazier to be able to feel the bulgeunderneath them. His dick was eagerly hard as steel; there was no doubt that my surprise lover was was enjoying every moment. There was a wet spot on the underpants. Pre-cum, I knew. That was a good sign too.He stroked the shaft of my throbbing cock in my boxers. He did it carefully; it was something new and interesting for him.
“Grap it tight,” I whispered. The boy gently squeezed the shaft of my cock. “This way,” I said, squeezing his organ. He squeezed harder; it felt good. My cock had been squeezed before, often, but never with such an uncertain, probing hand, and it increased my heat, if that was even possible. Finally, I slipped my hand into his underwear and took his naked and nice dick in my grip. It was a pretty typical size willing penis.
Tommy followed my lead and took my bare cock in his hand. He moved his hand slowly, my foreskin giving way to a smooth movement.
“That’s nice,” Tommy said as if to himself. “Can I see it?”
I was completely surprised by the request.
“Do you want to take these off?” I said, meaning my boxer.
“Huh!” Tommy sighed. I lifted my hips slightly and Tommy pulled my underwear down to my ankles. My cock was resting against my stomach, and in the dim light I could see that it was so swollen, that the blood vessels were bulging on its surface. I hadn’t had sex in a while, and I hadn’t masturbated in a week, so I was afraid I was going to cum right away when he picked it up. He grabbed it in his hand. Luckily, I had recently tidied up my pubic hair; an untidy mess could have been an unpleasant sight to such inexperienced eyes.
“If only the guys could see me now,” Tommy said, giggling nervously meaning his friends. My stiff cock had grown so large that his fingers could barely reach around its base. He jerked my cock and was curious.
“Have you fucked with this it a lot?”
“Pretty much, yes,” I replied.
He paused for a moment and looked at me with an uncertain and slightly frightened expression.
“I’m a virgin.”
I wasn’t surprised, many 18-year-olds are virgins, and his awkwardness gave a clear picture.
“No girls either?”
“Never,” he replied, looking thoughtfully at my cock.
“But you wanted to.”
My question was clearly leading.
“Yes. I wanted to,” he said. “And I still want to.”
“This?” I said sucking his neck.
“Mmm… Fuck yes.”
“Good,” I said and gave him a wet kiss.
I rolled over so that Tommy was underneath me. I kissed his ear and moved down to lick his soft skin. I squatted in front of the boy and sucked on his nipples. First one, and then another. The small, firm nubs above the hairless, flat chest were something so exciting that my breath almost stopped. I could have sucked and licked them until morning, but I knew there were more delicious things to taste.
I dipped my tongue into the pit of his navel, at the same time caressing his body all over with my hands. He sighed and let it all happen with pleasure. My chin touched something soft but stiff. I lowered my head. Tommy’s hard cock rested hard on his pubic mound, pointing toward his navel, where it almost reached.
I put my head back down and kissed the head of his cock, Tommy let out a loud moan and shook his hips. He breathed hard into his lungs and whispered…
“Ed.”
Tommy’s voice was barely audible in the room. I answered him with my lips pressed against his cock,
“Yes, Tommy.”
“I’m losing my virginity tonight, aren’t I?”
“If that’s what you want. Then yes.”
“I want to,” Tommy sighed and I continued to explore his body feeling excited.
I pressed my tongue to the base of the horny cock, right where the balls end and the shaft begins. Then I wet my mouth thoroughly and licked the entire shaft of the wonderful thing right down to the knob. It was magnificent. I gently grabbed his tight nuts and started licking up and down the shaft of the delicious member. Tommy responded to my movements by rolling his hips against my face.
I felt a slight vibration. There was a faint sound of music. Tommy put his hand under his butt and pulled out his cell phone. It had fallen out of his pocket while he was setting up the. He looked at the screen.
“Oh crap,” he said in a disappointed tone.
“What is it?” I asked, watching the light on the phone, and his slightly frightened face.
“It’s Georgie! He is my best friend. I promised to bring him his baseball bat tonight. He forgot left it at my house this morning. I have to take this.”
It pissed me off. The promise of an good sex turned into a huge disappointment. I could only hear Tommy’s part of the conversation.
“Yeah, I know, I know, I’m really sorry, but I can’t right now.”
“I’m at Ed’s.
“He’s my neighbor.”
“I’m fixing his computer.”
“I don’t know how long it will take.”
While Tommy talked to his friend, I licked his hard dick.
“How so, what do you mean? I’m not out of breath,” Tommy continued the conversation while I gave him fellatio.
“Do I sound weird? No, I don’t sound weird. I’m really in the middle of something important. I can’t leave this unfinished, believe me. You just have to wait till morning.”
Tommy hung up with a sigh of annoyance. I took his balls in my fingers and rolled them gently sucking on his dick at the same time. Then I lifted my head and continued to stroke it, and asked:
“I bet you jerked off?”
Tommy lifted his head slightly and answered in a husky voice, speaking indistinctly.
“Yeshh.”
“To orgasm?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Nice.”
I took his dick in my mouth again and sucked it with pleasure, but made sure he didn’t cum. Whenever I realized he was close, I slowed down. Now that I knew the boy next door wanted o know all about man-on-man sex, I felt really lucky.
“Would you like to suck me off too?” I asked, almost knowing what he would say.
“Wow, sure. Will you let me?” Tommy sounded excited.
I turned to lie on the bed next to the boy and asked him to get on top of me. He crawled on top of me and lowered his ass in front of my face. He grabbed my steel hard member and licked the tip. I felt like I was losing my mind. An eighteen-year-old boy was actually playing with my dick, and I wasn’t dreaming, it was real.
I didn’t have to ask him to take it in his mouth, he had learned it from me. His mouth was hot and wet as he began to suck me. I kissed his buttocks until I put my head between them. I touched his asshole with my tongue and he flinched. I did it again and he mumbled something, he sounded like he liked it.
I pressed my face between his buttocks and pushed my tongue as deep as I could into his hole. I could feel it throbbing. It tightened and loosened until it finally relaxed. I started to push my tongue deeper into him. Of course it didn’t go very deep. I took his dick in my hand and squeezed it, and he started panting loudly.
My cock was no longer in his mouth. He lifted his head and arched his back. He howled like a lone. His asshole throbbed in the same rhythm as his stiff organ. A young man had a violent orgasm on my face. His cock throbbed against my chest and I felt the warm, wet cum spread between our skin. He pushed his ass in my face in ecstasy and I continued to lick it until he finally collapsed on top of me, panting.
Tommy still held on to my stiff cock. After a while he started to slowly jerk it and then took it into his in his mouth. He scraped it with his teeth at first, but I explained how to suck and lick without biting. He was a quick learner, better than many I’ve face fucked. I asked him to turn around so I could watch him eat my cock.
It seemed miraculous that the eighteen year old boy next door was actually sucking me off in my own bed. He did it with his eyes closed, concentrating on doing it right. Then he spit the cock out of his mouth and kept jerking off.
“You’ve got a great cock,” Tommy said, admiring my member in his hand.
“It’s all yours, Tommy,” I said, urging the boy to continue. I told him I’d be cuming very soon. He too my hungry cock in his mouth and began to suck it, imitating the way I had sucked him. He rolled his tongue around the knob and then sucked hard, moving his head quickly.
“Ahh, Tommy. Damn, wonderful!” I moaned on the verge of orgasm. “Can I cum in your mouth?”
“Ummh,” Tommy replied with cock in his mouth, and I interpreted that as consent. And almost at that very moment I felt that familiar itch that comes just before the first shot flies out. There was a lot of cum, I could feel it bulging in the shaft as it rushed out. I knew it was flying at high pressure. Tommy coughed my cock out of his mouth. The next load flew high into the air and landed somewhere far from the bed.
He swallowed the first spurt and opened his mouth again in front of my cock. Sperm flew, pulsating into the eager mouth. He tried to eat it all, but it spilled onto his jaw and my balls. My liquid of love were on his face and hair. Semen poured from his cheekbones and there seemed to be no end to the pumping. My bottom was burning and the top of my head was almost frozen.
The eighteen-year-old boy was covered with my cum; I don’t know if a more erotic sight could be imagined. Even though my cock had stopped throbbing, it was still stiff in Tommy’s hand. White, transparent, shiny slime still oozed from the tip, and Tommy licked it into his mouth. The fluid was now dripping down the young man’s face. The fluid that was meant to make babies was now dripping down the young man’s face.
“Sex has never been this good,” I sighed breathlessly.
“Really?” Tommy asked. He looked me in the eyes as he licked me.
“Yeah, I’m not lying, Tommy. Sex has never felt so good. Not with anyone.” Tommy smiled at me, and somehow he seemed shy after all we’d been through. “Are you thirsty?” I asked.
“Yes, I am; I just noticed.”
“Get us something from the fridge. Apparently the sperm didn’t quench your thirst,” I laughed as Tommy got up from the bed and headed for the kitchen. I looked at him and noticed again how small he was. Short and sinewy. But his dick was hard and erect. Obviously he wasn’t going to finish yet. I looked at the clock and saw that it was already past ten. I wondered how much time we had to continue our naughty game.
“Do you have to be home by a certain time?” I asked.
“Hey, I’m an adult! My mom can’t tell me.”
We sat side by side on the bed, leaning against the wall, drinking Coke. I looked down at Tommy’s slender legs and athletic thighs. A little higher up, toward his navel, was a rigid organ. There was nothing to hide or be ashamed of. I had just had sex with a barely legal boy next door, licked his ass, and came in his mouth. cum in his mouth. My dick began to harden again.
Tommy noticed my erection and looked at me.
“What were you thinking?” I asked smiling as he alternated between my eyes and my cock.
“I was wondering what it would feel like…” He said, biting his lower lip. He grabbed my cock and squeezed it.
“What do you mean?” I had no idea what was going through the boy’s mind.
“I was wondering what it would feel like if you put this in my butt,” Tommy said thoughtfully, looking at my manhood.
My heart skipped a beat… no, two. Of course I wanted to fuck him, I just didn’t know how to ask; Now he was thinking it out loud, clearly willing to try.
“We can try, that would be great.” My heart pounded in my chest. Could I really fuck an eighteen year old virgin boy in the ass?
“Okay,” Tommy said with a boyish grin, a voice full of enthusiasm. “Tell me how?
“There’s a tube in the desk drawer over there. The kind that looks a little bit like a tube of toothpaste, but bigger. I pointed to the bedside table. Tommy picked up the tube, which was half full. It wasn’t the first time time I had anal sex in my bed, but it was certainly the first time I had sex with the virgin neighbor boy.
I put a lot of lube on the head and shaft of my cock and asked Tommy to get on top of me. I told him he could take me in at his own pace and stop when he felt like it. I moved forward a little and aimed my cock at the opening of his asshole. I heard him groan in pain as his asshole began to open, but he didn’t stop.
He was very turned on and relaxed, and that, combined with the thick layer of slick lube on my cock, allowed him to take it slowly deeper. It made a delicious squelching sound as the lubed cock was out of his tight asshole. He sighed as my cock sank all the way into his depths and leaned forward to kiss me with his rosy lips.
“You’re so tight and hot, Tommy; you don’t know how much your whole body pleases me.” I sighed. Tommy continued to kiss me. My cock was now buried deep in his asshole, my hips against his butt as my cock rubbed hard against the sensitive prostate in his hole. He squirmed on top of me, my cock twisting and moving deep in and out. I wanted him to feel complete control over the meaty cock inside him.
I lifted him off of me. Then I stacked some pillows. He got his ass on top of them and I pushed myself all the way in with one thrust. Then I started to fuck him with hard strokes. He pushed himself towards me, and started to moan. I loved the feel of his tight sphincter and intestines around my horny gay cock.
I grabbed his purple dick and started jerking it as I drilled his tightly stuffed ass. Delicious hole sucked my cock and I saw the lube running from his ass to my balls. The end of the bed hit the wall. A neighbor’s sweet 18-year-old boy just got hard, mature meat in his ass without his mother knowing, behind the wall, in the apartment next door.
The thought of it turned me even more on and I couldn’t hold back any longer. My cock began to throb and shoot hot juice into the tight ass. Tommy moaned and his butt tightened around my penis. His dick throbbed in my fingers and shot cum onto my chest. We had a simultaneous orgasm. I moaned loud. Very loud. And so did Tommy. We were both panting at the peak of our pleasure, sharing orgasm.
Tommy’s sphincter was throbbing and his tight anus felt even tighter. I continued to push until I had emptied my sacks inside the young man.
We were on top of each other and our skin felt sweaty. The room smelled of sex. My bed looked like it had been run over by a herd of elephants. There were wet spots here and there, semen and lube. Their scent mixed with the sweat. Tommy was in my arms; his body felt hot and fragile. We kissed and hugged.
The sex had been very good, the best. To this day I haven’t fucked better than Tommy. We became good friends. More than friends.