Friendly Relationship Between Neighbors
After a while of disregarding my well-being by consuming alcohol, cigarettes, and unhealthy meals, I made the decision to become healthier. I adopted a sober lifestyle, ditched cigarettes for good, and incorporated a nutritious diet and daily exercise into my routine. Congrats to me, I guess.
I typically take a 4-mile jog or walk through my neighborhood in the Cleveland suburbs every afternoon. The charming old homes and stunning landscapes make me feel lucky every time I'm out there.
Being an accomplished liar, I occasionally approach several people working in their yards to chat. My diverse area is filled with various ethnicities and faiths, and the people are generally kind and interesting.
In 2022, I happened to meet Doug while helping him untangle his dogs' leashes while on a run. We exchanged pleasantries and I mentioned my Home's location. He admitted that he'd always noticed me passing by his place but it was nice to formally meet him. Doug's marriage to Caleb, an architect, was later confirmed by his mention of living in a lovely Tudor residence a few blocks away.
Doug had short golden hair, horn-rimmed glasses, and a sense of humor that I found endearing. I found our meetings pleasant, so we began walking together and chatting. Doug shared his struggles with lawn care, so I handed him my number and informed him of useful fertilizer and seed options.
We later exchanged texts about their lawn improvement, with Doug thanking me for the advice and inviting me to see the results at their place. I accepted the invitation and mentioned bringing dessert. After a few weeks, a text arrived with a lawn photo that appeared nearly flawless. I excitedly responded, "Definitely Attending!"
As the event drew closer, my brain often wandered, thinking about this evening with Doug and Caleb. They'd simply be a close-knit pair celebrating their perfect lawn, right? But what if they sought to show their...appreciation? My feelings multiplied as I thought about what could occur, and they rose to a boiling point. Eventually, I stood outside their house, knocking on the door.
Caleb, a hot silver-haired and mustachioed man, responded to my knock and warmly welcomed me in. I handed over the dessert I'd prepared for them, and we quickly browsed their stunning home. Their impeccable taste was apparent as we admired each piece of artwork hanging on their walls.
Our gathering moved to the backyard, where Doug stood by the grill. He embraced me, gushing over the quality of their lawn. I told them, "I'd be happy to serve as your lawn specialist."
We conversed, we applauded each other's lives, and we laughed together. Doug asked about my occupation, and Caleb preemptively responded with a well-informed summary of my career accomplishments. "I did some research on you," he joked with a twinkle in his eye.
We drank wine, but I arrived with a few strong edibles from my pantry. Concealing alcohol, I was grateful for this secret weapon. Doubts began to form as the sunset, and Doug questioned my experience with same-sex relationships. "Have you ever been with a man?" he asked.
After a brief pause, I smiled at him and revealed, "Yeah, Doug, I have."
Caleb said "darn it" and pulled out his wallet, handing a $100 bill to Doug. He murmured, "You were right once more."
Amused by the thought of a wager about my sexual orientation, I guffawed. Not only that, but my private life was now up for discussion.
Doug chuckled, "So our neighbor is an older inch-worm who craves cock. Do you enjoy kissing too?"
I nodded yes and he moved closer for a warm smooch on my lips. "I want more of that," I slurred. Instituting no reservation, Doug straddled my lap and we passionately made out, like two reckless teens.
Doug's kisses sparked an electric current through my body which stimulated my manhood. It grew erect instantly and throbbed against his bottom.
"Wow," he breathed, caressing my dick through my underwear. "This is fantastic."
With a smile, Caleb stood, gesturing for me to follow him. "Maybe you'll enjoy the rest of the house, Jeff," he teased.
We entered their home, ascending the staircase to their bedroom.
Aroused beyond measure, I stripped completely naked, progressing to the formidable Caleb and emphatically kissed him. I nipped at his neck and earlobes, undoing his shirt. Motivated by his musky fragrance, my tongue devoured Caleb's pert nipples. My fingers deftly unfastened his shorts and formally confirmed his lack of underwear, flaunting his handsome, pruned dick. I licked his head before granting him relief.
Caleb promptly disappeared from my lap, and fondled my erection.
Husband and dog observer exchanged smirks. Doug suggested, "Maybe Jeff would like to see our shower." Overcome with an urge to oblige, we relocated to their visually stunning high-tech shower.
Excited and reckless with my inhibitions, we en robotjoker jasonohara.blogspot.comgaged in various sensual interactions. Doug's finger meandered towards my anus, which I sensually moaned in support.
I watched as Doug fondled my anus, then probed with his finger, eliciting loiter some moans, much to my contentment. When he gently licked my buttocks, I gasped with immense enjoyment. Caleb's sharp gaze remained on Jeff's hardon. He requested, "I would love it if Jeff could witness my husband in the throes of a lustful shower."
A barrage of erotic activity ensued between the trio but ten of minutes later, Caleb decided to prolong the delights of sex. He shut off the water and we all removed ourselves from the wet slab.
The couple's bedroom housed a comfortable lounge chair. I pushed Doug over it, revealing his clean backside. Desperate, I got on my knees and scrutinized Doug's anus with a burning desire to taste him.
With a feisty spirit, I flicked my tongue across his rear, drawing moans from him. While performing this delectable act, Caleb shucked his clothes and emerged with his manhood erect. He eyeslocked with Doug, revealing his unwavering lust, and moved behind me.
I employed lubricant and with careful precision, saturated my anus, igniting a fire. Caleb's lips met Doug's hole and passionately probed with his tongue before proceeding to finger him. My mind was overwhelmed, fixated on this married man rearranging my ass with a handsome figure watching.
He jiggled his dick in my hand, brushing our palms together. This moisten
A shrug and a gleam in his eyes, Caleb hoisted me into the comfy, cushioned chair. He straddled my body and arranged my legs in a fanning position, exposing my buttocks and my anus. He happily coated his phallus with the lubricant and guided it to my hole.
My anus manipulated around his dick with minimal resistance, unfazed by needles or irritation. Caleb moaned, urging me to relax. He joyfully thrust his cock deeper within me. After pumping, he hovered on the verge of anticipated completion.
Caleb alighted from the chair, yet the sight remained fixed on my gaping orifice. "What do you wish, stud?" he inquired.
Doug cavalierly replied, "I'd rather you fuck your younger lawn boy."
I didn't hesitate in reply, yearning for his skilled touch: "Instruct me how."
"Move to the bed."
As we did, my limbs departed my body, laying on my back. Caleb's lubricant covered hands traveled from my sides to grope my tense member. Restlessly fondling my dick, he sucked my neck, positing himself behind me. A burst to my mind slapped my eyes shut as I felt his lube smeared hands indulge my ass.
"Straighten your legs."
I obeyed open legged and my anus quickly reacted with abandon, granting him fitful contradiction yet quickly surrendering. He thrust me onto my elbows, a state which boldly displayed my ass to him. The scene, a man in his prime fondled and initiated a lustful deed on a youthful, uninhibited individual, my euphoria found new life.
Caleb grasped his soapy member and coated it, not executing alacrity. My body stiffened in ready anticipation. Caleb's penis announced its readiness, sliding between my buttocks. The heads penetrated my writhing backside eliciting a ring of white fire.
My eyes were tightly shut in utter bliss when I felt something warm and spongy on my lips. I opened them to see Doug looming over me, grinning and pushing his chubby, pink penis into my mouth. Immediately, I spread open wide and started hungrily sucking it, even though it was difficult to focus as his husband was completely ravaging my ass and making my insides scream with pleasure.
I'll be honest—when Doug's cock wasn't up my throat, I was imploring both of them to blow their load into me: "You guys are so fucking hot. Your cocks are perfect. Please, just cum in my ass. I'm your little slut. You can use me as a sex toy anytime you want, both of you. I want to drink your cum so much. I'll be your lawn boy fuckboy." It was filthy, and I loved it.
At one point, Doug scooted down to suck my dick, which was soft but dripping with precum from the intense pleasure in my ass. Then, he tormented me further by pinching and tweaking my nipples before shoving his thick dick back in my mouth. I vividly recall opening my eyes to see two cocks—one in my ass and one in my mouth—and the two of them kissing each other above me. It was sort of romantic in a perverted, incredibly sexy manner.
Caleb would occasionally pull his dick almost all the way out of me before slamming it back in to the hilt. He was silently and passionately pounding me, and then—out of the blue—he grunted a few times, and I knew he was shooting his load up my ass. His cock was still inside me when Doug declared, "Here it comes, baby," and spewed his cum into my mouth and all over my face and neck.
In that moment, there was just stillness and heavy breathing. Had that really happened?
Caleb finally withdrew his cock from me, and he moved on to clean up in the shower. I despised the emptiness that followed the experience, so I reached down and felt his load leaking slowly from my used, gaped-out ass.
Doug pulled me upright in my chair and handed me a glass of water—which I eagerly drank after an entire hour of intense gay sex—and a towel to wipe his cum from my face. I never would have imagined this playing out. My entire body was humming with pleasure, and I struggled to comprehend what had just unfolded.
Doug woke me from my daze when he leaned over me and kissed me intensely, murmuring, "Now it's my turn to take care of our lawn boy." Honestly, I didn't even care that I hadn't climaxed yet. But Doug is a fantastic mouth-jobber and a great host. He slipped down between my legs and brought me to orgasm in under 10 minutes.
We cleaned up quickly and my friend Doug handed me a spare robe. We headed outside to their backyard, where Caleb had lit their firepit. The little dogs were playing around in their flawless lawn, the atmosphere was incredible, and I realized it was something extraordinary.
The three of us have since reunited a couple of times, and each experience has been a blast. Caleb gang-bangs one or both of us, and Doug and I have fun exploring each other like school friends.
The best part is, Doug and I have turned into walking buddies. He's also introduced me to another gay couple in the area as his "lawn boy with benefits." They're really keen on having me over to test out their place and give them the "same service" that I gave Doug and Caleb. It's further evidence that neighborhood connections are rewarding.
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