The New Neighbor

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The New Neighbor


It was almost 9 o’clock on Saturday morning, and Erik was lying in bed. His girlfriend Shauna had gone off to work an hour earlier. He had used her to do what he needed, but this morning, he had begun to get hard again after she had only been gone about 30 minutes.

Erik was used to being horny. It seemed to him he was horny all the time, and had been for as long as he could remember. He had also been promiscuous since his teens, because he was so rarely completely satisfied. Now at 25, sometimes it was annoying, because there were times he actually wanted to be able to concentrate on things other than wanting sex. But mostly he enjoyed his sex drive. After all, his dad and his two brothers were the same way. He grew up in a house full of guys who were very focused on sex, and very sexually active. So in most ways, that seemed perfectly normal to him.

He lay on his back, under the covers, absent-mindedly stroking his half-hard cock. Even when he wasn’t yet fully erect, Erik’s dick was magnificent. Soft, he was nearly six inches long, and thicker than most other guys he’d seen. His full, meaty dick and bull balls showed quite a bulge in his usually snug jeans, and if truth be told, he purposely dressed to show it off. His old man had encouraged him and his two brothers to do just that. Fully hard, his manhood was just over 10 inches long and a massive 7 and half inches thick. The size, too, ran in the family. And like his dad and his brothers, he was not circumcised. He hadn’t known any women or girls, including Shauna, who could get much more than half of him in their mouths when he was totally erect. Occasionally, a chick would even refuse to let him fuck her because he was so big.

He got up, pulled on his low-riding, snug cotton knit shorts, still rubbing himself as he walked into the living room, his mind on his plans to wash the car later that morning. He stretched, pulled his hand from inside his shorts and rubbed it up and down through the hair on his broad chest and his muscular abdomen. His beard showed two days’ growth, as Erik could be lazy and didn’t always bother to shave. His collar length black hair was somewhat disheveled, and his green eyes shown against the contrast of his dark hair and fair skin. Indeed, Erik was a striking looking guy, and he’d never had any problems finding plenty of girls or women willing to allow him to fuck them, or to give him a blow job. It wasn’t unusual for him to be with 2 or 3 females in addition to his girlfriend in the course of a typical week. There were several women who called him regularly, looking to get fucked.

He put on a pot of coffee, and walked out of the apartment door and down the steps to retrieve the newspaper. He thought that the paper carrier should deliver directly to the second floor apartments, as did many of the other tenants, but apparently the paper carrier disagreed. Therefore, many mornings Erik would walk down the stairs, bare-chested, shoeless, with his immense penis in various stages of being erect inside his usually very minimal shorts. And most often he didn’t see another soul. Not that he tried to avoid being seen, being the exhibitionist he certainly was. If he could have, he would have preferred to just go pick up the paper fully naked, and let whoever wanted to look see as much as they could. He would be willing – eager, really – to stroke himself to orgasm in view of anyone who wanted to watch. Just seeing anyone staring at his crotch almost inevitably made him start to get hard, or harder. But at that moment he was still slightly sleepy, and his mind was mostly on getting to the sports page of the newspaper.
 
David sat forward, listening intently, and asked, “What did he do when he saw you looking?”

“He looked me right in the eye and smiled at me”, Jason exclaimed. “ Gorgeous smile, gorgeous white teeth. And then”, he said breathlessly, “ he put his hand on his crotch and rubbed his balls…still looking right at me and smiling! Then he turned around and went inside. Oh my God, I am so turned on. He’s kinda rough looking…but so hot. You’ve got to see him. I think I’m in love.”

David chuckled and said, “You’re always in love with any dude with a big dick, you whore. But it sure sounds like he was coming on to you. Have you seen him before? Do you think he’s gay?”

Jason just shrugged. “I know I haven’t seen him before now. I would have remembered him, even if he’d been…dressed. If he’s not gay then he’s a terrible cock tease. Actually”, he whined, “he’s a cock tease either way.”

David and Jason had been lovers for a time, but now were just friends and roommates. They were both in graduate school and appreciated having someone with whom to share the rent. David was madly in love with a guy from across town, but the guy was married and would only see David on the down low. Jason was single, horny and a confirmed and devoted size queen. He was also a world-class cocksucker and an insatiably hungry bottom. He had an incurable weakness for big, fat cock of any color, and he was especially turned on by those that were uncircumcised. Occasionally, he and David would still fool around together, but mostly David was into his married boyfriend and Jason was left to meet guys in bars, online, or cruising. Jason’s fantasy was to have a boyfriend with a huge, uncircumcised cock who would fuck him a couple of times a day. He wanted a guy who would let him worship his dick, and who wanted to fuck him as much as he wanted to be fucked. In reality, his luck hadn’t been good lately even in picking up guys for just anonymous quick encounters, and he had been feeling very horny and very cranky as a result.

He went into the shower, and stroked himself while fantasizing about what he would love the hunky neighbor to do to him. He couldn’t stop thinking about the guy for the rest of the morning, and kept glancing out the window to see if he would see him again. Every time he thought about what he’d seen that morning he would start to salivate and feel an aching to have a man inside him. Something about the guy’s smile, his masculine body language, that huge, shameless bulge in his pants…Jason was very, very turned on.

Erik had fallen back to sleep after reading the paper, and later got up and looked out the window. He wouldn’t wash the car with rain in the forecast, and by early afternoon the rain began. Just a light rain, really, but enough to interfere with outdoor activities. He decided to call his brother Jeff and tell him about his encounter earlier that morning with the new neighbor.

Jeff’s lover Marcus answered the phone. Erik always got a funny feeling talking to Marcus, or when he was around him. He would think about his brother being with Marcus sexually, and he would feel vaguely turned on and embarrassed at the same time. Marcus was a Black Adonis. Very muscled, very masculine and very sensuous. Erik, who was such a dog with women, would somehow feel unsettled around this deep-voiced, seductive, ebony man. Often, Marcus seemed playful with Erik, almost like he was flirting with him. Erik was intrigued by and somehow a
 
little scared of Marcus at the same time. Or more accurately, scared of how Marcus made him feel. He couldn’t quite define it, and he was afraid to tell Jeff. Not because Jeff would be jealous, but because he knew Jeff would suggest that Erik fool around with Marcus and “see what happens”. Perhaps Erik didn’t want to admit to his brother that he feared what might happen.

Marcus told Erik that Jeff wouldn’t be home till later in the afternoon, but promised to give him the message that his brother had called. Erik hung up, and without thinking, walked over to the window to see if the neighbor was perhaps walking to or from his car. The only person in the parking lot was a middle-aged woman who lived in the apartment under his own, bringing in her groceries. He knew her only as Lorna. She was a bit of a busy-body, and had seemed like a tight ass to him. He had the impression she didn’t like him very much.

Shauna would be home in an hour or so, Erik, realized. They were supposed to go to some work function of hers that evening, and Erik figured he could hit on one or two of her co-workers and maybe get a phone number, or maybe even score right there, going off to someplace semi-private and having a quick fuck. He was drawn to women who were not very bright, didn’t ask much of him, but who liked to get fucked and who would let him do what he wanted several times a day if he so chose. Simply put, he liked using them for sex. He dug women who dressed provocatively, and who were willing to fuck other guys while he would watch and stroke his monster hard-on. Erik had never been in love, but only knew that he loved to have his dick serviced and attended to much more than most other guys seemed to. He wasn’t above picking up strange women and fucking them without ever asking their names. He was very much like his father and his married older brother in that way.

Shauna knew Erik fucked other women, but she had no idea that he was as promiscuous as he actually was. Truthfully, they didn’t have much in common other than both having an especially active libido, so it was difficult for him to guess whether or not she’d care if she did know. They had met about six months ago at a party given by a mutual acquaintance. Shauna had of course noticed the sizable bulge in the tan corduroy jeans he was wearing that night, and he was a sucker for anybody staring at his manhood with such obvious desire. They had gone upstairs into a guest bedroom, and without too much fanfare he unzipped his pants – he rarely if ever wore any underwear - pulled himself out of his jeans and banged her until he shot a load into her hot, wet cunt. She apparently liked what she got, because she pursued him relentlessly for the next few days until he asked her over to his apartment. When she arrived they immediately fucked again on the floor right inside the doorway, and she just kept coming back for more, and more, and more. After about two weeks she moved her stuff into the apartment. Erik couldn’t think of a reason to refuse her because she was never unwilling to service him in some way. She tried to get better at blowing him, but his cock was so long and thick that she would choke and gag and her eyes would start to tear by the time she had only half of it stuffed in her mouth. So Erik kept fucking her and any other women he could, but he still rarely felt completely satisfied.
 
About three o’clock, Shauna came through the door. Erik was sitting on the sofa, smoking a joint, watching a porno flick on the TV. He had put on jeans and a t-shirt, but his pants were unzipped and his cock was almost fully erect and draped across his upper thigh. He glanced at Shauna and said, “Hey, babe”. She said nothing, but immediately began to undress herself, and moved toward Erik, facing him. She straddled him and positioned herself, taking him up all the way up inside her very wet pussy. Erik leaned back some, spread his legs and pushed his hips toward her. Shauna, greedy for his enormous throbbing dick, let her full weight come down on him to make sure all of him was up inside her. She put her arms around his broad shoulders and began to slide up and down on his shaft. After several minutes, Erik could feel himself getting ready to cum, and he didn’t try to hold back, but just let it happen. For a fleeting moment, as he was ejaculating inside her, the image of the new neighbor came into his mind. He moaned in pleasure. With his hot, white juices dripping out of her, Shauna stayed in position until he softened.

Shauna didn’t really notice, but Erik was slightly preoccupied. After a few minutes, she got up and went off to the bedroom to pick out her outfit for later that evening.

Erik showered but didn’t bother to shave. He put on a black shirt and a light gray suit. The jacket fit perfectly and showed off his broad shoulders and perfectly sculpted torso. The pants fit perfectly as well, slightly snug, and the bulge from his manly attributes was, as always, quite obvious. His baseball sized scrotum protruded in the center under the zipper. His monster cock snaked down the left side, the outline clearly visible against his thigh. The pants were snug enough that anyone who wasn’t too shy to openly stare for more than a few seconds might notice the outline of his tiny silver foreskin ring as well.

When Shauna saw him fully dressed, she was so turned on that she wanted him to fuck her again, but they were running late. She pressed up against him, grabbed his firm, round ass and rotated herself against his crotch to show her approval for his choice of outfits. She herself was wearing a low-cut tight black sweater which showed off much of her substantial breasts, a very short and very tight red leather mini-skirt and a pair of her favorite fuck-me-harder black spike heeled shoes. He knew she wore crotchless panties and was ready to take any willing guy at any moment. Erik hoped that some hot-looking dude would hit on her and they could all come home together. Erik would watch and jerk-off while the guy fucked Shauna every which way he could. As it turned out, that’s exactly what happened at the party that night. Erik loved it when her pussy was full of another guy’s cum, and he could then just slide into all that creamy juice himself when the guy was done and shoot his own load on top of the other guy’s. The more guys that had fucked her, the better. When he had been a teenager, his father and older brother would often let him fuck the girls they were with after they were done. Doing that now still made him hot.
 
Shauna got up the next morning, Sunday, to pack her clothes. Her sister had just come home from the hospital having had yet another baby, and Shauna was going to spend several days with her to help out. The sister lived a couple of hours away.

Erik knew her being away would mean that he was free to do whatever he liked. As always, he would do his best to make sure his considerable sexual needs were very well met. There were always women he could call that were ready and willing, but he also liked the challenge of picking up new ones. Before she got dressed, he came up behind her, bent her over, entered her, and ejaculated into her. They didn’t exchange a word. As usual, he didn’t bother much with kissing her, and he was mostly indifferent to her large breasts. Erik just wanted to put his dick in her warm, wet cunt and fuck it. He was still feeling good from the events of the previous night. The guy that came home with them was very good-looking, he mused. He loved both the idea and the feeling of having the guy’s cum all over his own dick.

As she was leaving, Shauna tossed the newspaper up the stairs for Erik.

The day was going to be sunny and rather hot. Erik planned to wash the car and then maybe watch a baseball game on TV and drink a few beers. He would look for some other action after the game. Maybe go to the mall, and sit on a bench with his bulge showing and his legs spread apart. That always resulted in lots of stares and often a hot pick-up. If not, there were always the bars.

Most often in the apartment, Erik walked around in the total buff. Shauna loved the way his huge, thick cock swung back and forth when he walked. And she always said he had a “Look at my big dick” way of walking. Shauna wasn’t the first one to have ever noticed or told him that.

In the early afternoon, Erik slipped on a pair of soft, faded jeans and his boat shoes. This particular pair of jeans left little to an observer’s imagination when it came to guessing about details of Erik’s package. The jeans were basically snug, but just soft enough that there was room to allow things to move. He could “adjust himself” as needed and he could even get about half-hard without becoming uncomfortable or having his erection push itself out over the top of the jeans. The jeans rested low on his hips, and anyone looking could see what Jeff had told him the gay guys called the “treasure trail” - that line of dark hair that runs from the navel to the pubic hair and the base of the “treasure”. Shirtless, the dark hair against his fair skin made the line really stand out.

Erik filled a bucket with warm water and started down the stairs with that and a sponge.
He went outside, retrieved the hose, and wet down his black ‘Vette. After about 15
minutes, a car pulled up a few spaces away. Erik was quietly pleased when the blond
new neighbor got out, and noted he was dressed in khaki pants, a pastel blue shirt and brown
loafers. As Erik had observed previously, the guy looked like something out of GQ.
Definitely masculine, but in a clean-cut, preppy sort-of way. Lean and fit. He closed his
car door, smiled at Erik, and began walking toward him. He extended his hand, and
introduced himself. The thought crossed Erik’s mind that this dude was better looking
than he had noticed the previous day.

“Hi, my name is Jason”. Erik shook Jason’s hand and Jason felt a definite rush. Was it
his imagination and wishful thinking, or did Erik hold onto his hand just a second longer
than one usually does in a handshake? Jason continued, trying hard to keep his eyes
focused on Erik’s face, but was not totally succeeding. He noticed a double rowed
barbed wire tattoo encircling Erik’s left upper arm, and when he saw the inked “10+” on
Erik’s other arm, he felt his heart skip a beat.

Erik always enjoyed seeing people’s reactions to his 10+ tattoo, and watched as Jason blushed
and stammered, “I just moved in the other day. I’m new here”.
 
“Yeah, cool. I noticed you the other morning. You move in alone?” Eric knew two guys had moved in. He wanted to know who the other guy was.

Damn, thought Jason, his voice is so deep and sexy. “Ah, no, a friend and I moved in.”

Erik just kept looking at him, wanting to hear more.

Jason stammered again. “Ah, well, he’s my ex-boyfriend but we’re just roommates now”. Immediately he thought to himself, “Why are you telling this to a total stranger?” Erik was definitely making him feel like a self-conscious, silly schoolgirl.

Erik nodded slightly, looking him right in the eyes. “ My name’s Erik”.

Jason’s heart was pounding in his chest. He wanted to say more, but his mind was blank. Finally he stammered, “Nice car, Erik”. He could feel himself starting to perspire and he was struggling to keep looking at Erik’s face. He had the definite sense that Erik knew what was going on and that he was enjoying it.

Erik said “Yeah, thanks. You into cars at all?” It seemed Erik had shifted his position slightly, spreading his legs a bit more and thrusting his hips and all that was so obviously hanging in his pants forward, just a bit. Jason’s palms were sweating.

“Uh…yeah… somewhat.” Jason’s eyes had fixed themselves on Erik’s huge bulging package again and his mouth had gone dry.

Erik just said, “Cool…” Jason was still staring. Erik had placed his hand on his abdomen and was moving it back and forth, right above the top of his low-riding jeans. He was fighting the urge to slide his hand down into his pants and rub his growing bulge. He knew he was turning Jason on, and it made him want to pull himself out of his pants and have Jason look at his monster dick and watch him jerk off, right there in the parking lot. Erik got a rush as he imagined shooting a hot, sticky load while Jason stared at him with such obvious desire. Jason’s heart was pounding in his chest and he was feeling lightheaded.

At that instant, the busy-body Lorna appeared, interrupting them. They had both been so focused on each other that neither one had seen her approaching. She glanced disapprovingly at Erik and at his crotch, shaking her head. Then she turned to Jason and introduced herself, and began a conversation. The woman took Jason by the arm and began to lead him away, and Erik saw the woman whisper something to Jason, then look back at him with a scowl. He continued washing the car, and chuckled to himself at the thought of what she might be saying. He wondered momentarily how she would respond if he offered to fuck her.

Once inside his apartment, Jason leaned against the front door. His heart was still pounding in his chest. David wasn’t home for him to talk to. He paced back and forth around the apartment for several minutes. He went to the window and watched Erik finish washing the car and go inside. He guessed Erik was about 6’2” and about 210 lbs. Solid muscle, he observed. He must work out regularly. David would say he was “built like a brick shithouse”. Jason was frustrated, disappointed and scared. He hadn’t reacted to anyone so strongly in a long time. He wanted this scruffy-looking, cock-teasing Erik so bad it hurt. He wanted to go back out into the parking lot, walk up to Erik and get down on his knees, unzip Erik’s jeans and pull out his obviously enormous cock right there. He thought about what it would feel like to touch it, kiss it, and begin to take it into his own mouth. Lorna had referred to Erik’s having a live-in girlfriend. She had called the girlfriend “a tramp” and Erik “disgusting”. He’s one of those straight guys who likes to tease faggots, Jason thought. And then he felt another wave of wanting him so much and he ached all over. He lay down on the bed and fantasized some more. The phone rang. It was David. Jason told him what had happened. David was going to a motel for the night with his married boyfriend. Jason felt miserable, horny, and irritable. He couldn’t get Erik out of his mind.
 
Alone in his apartment, Erik was restless. He drank a beer and watched some baseball, but he kept thinking about the encounter outside with Jason. He couldn’t concentrate on the game, and decided to smoke a joint. Once relaxed, Jason entered his thoughts once again. Damn, he said to himself. What the fuck is this about? He couldn’t quite give words to what he was feeling. He thought about going to the mall. He tried to think about fucking a woman, but he could only get partially hard. He was distracted. Finally, it became clear to him what he wanted to do. He wanted to go to Jason’s apartment.

Erik was wearing only the revealing jeans he’d had on to wash the car. He got up and walked out of the apartment. It was almost 7 PM.

He proceeded to the entrance of Jason and David’s building, feeling as though he were somehow on automatic pilot. Erik wasn’t thinking; he was just following an urge he couldn’t seem to resist. He rang Jason’s doorbell.

Jason answered the door, and the two men looked into each other’s eyes. Jason had no clear idea of what Erik intended, or of what was going to happen, but he knew he was powerless to resist anything Erik might want, or would try to do. The thought briefly crossed his mind that Erik might be there to rob him or beat him up for being “a faggot”, but he still could not even think of resisting anything Erik might attempt.

Erik asked if he could come in, and Jason took a step back. Then, without bothering to close the door, Erik moved toward Jason. He put his hand on the back of Jason’s head and pulled him to his mouth. They kissed, lips together, for several seconds. Erik slid his hot wet tongue into Jason’s mouth. Jason shuddered, and responded in kind. Erik still did not think about what was happening, but he knew he could not stop. His whole body felt like he’d been immersed in hot syrup. He wanted only to be all over this guy. His monster cock was rock hard against the confines of his jeans, and throbbing.

Erik continued to probe Jason’s mouth with his tongue, and Jason was already helpless. Erik then moved Jason backwards slightly, pressing him up against the wall. One of his arms was around Jason’s shoulder, holding the back of his head as he continued to kiss him passionately. His other hand was grabbing Jason’s ass, pulling them against each other, as he began to grind his own massive erection against what he could feel to be Jason’s hard cock. He moved his hips slowly back and forth, feeling his throbbing boner pressing and rubbing against the corresponding bulge now in Jason’s pants. Erik, who was horny almost all of the time, could not remember ever feeling this turned on before. He felt like he was on fire.
 
They continued grinding against each other and tongue kissing. Erik reached down and lowered the zipper on his already unbuttoned jeans, and his enormous, engorged cock immediately pushed its way out of his pants and into full view. Jason looked at it and could only manage to take one gasping breath. It was even bigger – and much thicker - than he had expected. “Oh, my God” he thought, as he felt a powerful rush. “He’s huge and he’s uncut. I’m a goner.” The thought also occurred to Jason that he had only seen a package this size in porn flicks and magazines. The balls were the size of a very large fist and it looked like he hadn’t shot a load in days. Jason had no way of knowing it had only been a few hours.

Erik then took his hands and began unzipping Jason’s pants. Jason’s own cock was straining against his zipper. But instead of pulling Jason’s cock out of his pants, Erik took his own tool and slid it inside of Jason’s fly. He then began massaging Jason’s cock with his own massive, throbbing monster, now naked cock against naked cock. That was something his brother Jeff used to do him when they were younger – stick his hard cock inside Erik’s fly and grind against his erection until they would both cum. Now, Erik’s oozing pre-cum was all over both his and Jason’s rock-hard dicks. Neither of them could hold off. They came together inside of Jason’s pants, their hot loads mixing together and soaking Jason’s favorite khakis.

When they had finished their intense orgasms, they both laughed gently, and tongue kissed some more. Erik was surprised to realize that he wanted to keep kissing this guy. Jason reached out and closed the front door.

He spoke softly into Erik’s ear. “Do you welcome all the new neighbors this way?”

For a moment, Erik actually felt shy. He chuckled. “I don’t pay much attention to the neighbors one way or another. I’m not sure what’s happening here”.

Jason felt mildly annoyed at the comment, thinking to himself that here was another guy who wanted to be with men but who couldn’t admit it. What’s he going to do, he thought, tell me this was some kind of accident, walk away, and then act like it never happened? Jason looked down and saw Erik’s flaccid cock hanging out of his jeans, and he was still astonished at how big it was, even totally soft. Jason’s mouth was watering just looking at it. He figured he had nothing to lose by going for more, since he still wanted this guy so bad, wanted him in so many more ways.

“I’m being a bad host. Come on in and sit down. You want a beer?”

“Sure”. They walked into the living room and Erik sat on the sofa, legs spread apart, while Jason went into the kitchen. When he returned, he felt a rush when he saw that Erik had not put himself back into his jeans. To the contrary, Erik had pulled his balls out of his pants also, and was sitting with his legs apart in a pose that made Jason’s heart skip another beat. OK, good, he thought. Surely this means we’re not done. The sun was just beginning to set. Jason turned the lamp onto the lowest setting, and sat down only inches from Erik, close enough to smell his body’s natural scent. He was finding that to be extremely appealing.
 
“So”, said Jason smiling, “Lorna tells me you have a girlfriend that lives with you.”

“Lorna? Yeah. Yeah. I do.” Erik wasn’t sure what to say. He was noticing Jason’s soft brown eyes, his dimples and his manicured fingernails. Elegant hands, he thought. He again felt a stirring between his legs.

“How often to you fool around with guys?”

Erik looked at him, then looked away. “I’ve only fooled around with my brothers. Otherwise, this is my first time, man”.

Jason was taken aback. It was not the answer he expected, but he sensed Erik was telling the truth.

They continued to drink their beers. Jason let that thought register, then after several seconds, simply said, “Your brothers. Wow.” After a few more seconds he asked, “Do you like sex with women?”

Erik thought about his answer. “I have a really strong sex drive. I gotta get off a few times a day, sometimes more. The truth is, I don’t care about women much one way or another, except to fuck them. I like pussy, because it feels so good on my dick. So I just find chicks who will let me fuck them. Lots of them are just hot for any big dick. But most women don’t like to give a guy head. Sometimes a chick will try to blow me, though I’ve never found one that can do much with a dick the size of mine. Sometimes the size is a drawback, you know?”

Jason smiled devilishly. “ Women don’t know how to handle a beautiful cock like yours. It’s wasted on most of them”, he said, sliding his hand over into Erik’s crotch and taking the magnificent manhood into his hand. Erik’s cock began to respond immediately to Jason’s warm touch. Jason leaned over and they began kissing again. Breathing heavily, he said, “Let me show you something”. It was Erik now who felt powerless to object, and Jason slid to the floor between his knees, facing him.

He began by taking Erik’s jeans by the waistband and pulling them off, tossing them aside. He ran his hands along the insides of Erik’s thighs, and leaned over and kissed him all over the space where his legs met his torso. His face was rubbing against Erik’s now fully-hard cock and engorged balls in the process.

Jason then began licking Erik’s balls with his hot, wet tongue. Kissing them, licking them, taking each side in his mouth and sucking. Erik thought he would explode with desire and pleasure. Jason then began rubbing the underside of Erik’s monster dick, top to bottom, first with his fingers, then with his tongue. He took the tiny silver foreskin ring between his wet lips and began to suck and tug on it gently. Erik felt turned on through his entire body; his cock was huge, hard and throbbing. The thought occurred to him that Jason hadn’t even put his dick in his mouth yet, and this already felt so much more wonderful than anything any woman had ever done to him. It seemed like Jason was reading his desire like a book, teasing him and pleasuring him like nothing he’d ever experienced before.

Jason then began licking the shaft of Erik’s enormous tool, and alternately licking and sucking on the huge, engorged head. When he took the entire head into his mouth, Erik shuddered and moaned.

Jason began sucking the treasure before him, slowly taking more and more into his eager mouth. He wanted this so much. So very much. Slowly and gently, he continued sucking, working more and more of Erik into his mouth. Erik was sweating and groaning. He was expecting Jason to stop, to gag, but Jason kept going. It was like Jason couldn’t get enough, and that turned Erik on even more. Finally, Jason had Erik’s entire thick, 10 inches plus in his hungry mouth. His nose was touching Erik’s pubic hair. Just the visual alone was pushing Erik close to orgasm. Jason was gagging slightly as he began moving up and down on it slowly. Erik was losing all control, and began thrusting his hips, fucking Jason’s mouth. Gently at first, then harder. Jason was choking and his eyes were watering, but he held onto Erik’s ass so he couldn’t pull away. Erik soon exploded in a fury and rush of hot pleasure, spewing a huge load of hot cum into the back of Jason’s throat. Jason held him in place, still inside his mouth, until the eruption was done. Finally, Erik pulled out, cum dripping from his wet cock and running down Jason’ s face. Jason took his own hand and slurped up every drop of the white juice he could get, licking his fingers. He rested his head at the top of Erik’s thigh, inhaling the scent of man-sex.

Erik was still breathing hard, though more slowly. He felt warm, relaxed, like he couldn’t move. This, too, was part of a new experience. He looked down at Jason, reached out his hand and stroked his face and hair. He couldn’t speak, because he had no idea what to say. The thought occurred to him that he felt content, satisfied. He continued stroking Jason’s face and hair, and running his fingers across Jason’s full lips. He noticed that Jason’s cock was out of his pants and that he had ejaculated onto the floor and onto his – Erik’s own – lower leg, and he smiled softly.