Helping out a hung neighbour

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This is a revision of a multi-part story I posted a while back that includes more detail and an fresh new chapter!

# Helping my neighbour out (part 1)

This story involves two men, aged 25 & 40 respectively.

A few years ago I moved to Reading for university and managed to rent a room in a house close to the campus. It was a mostly residential community with a long street facing a forested park dotted with bungalows. The day I moved in, I arrived by train at the station on a warm day at the end of summer with several bags of my stuff. I quickly piled them all into a nearby taxi and drove to my new house to find my landlord greeting a couple outside in the front garden. He waved me over and quickly introduced them as his neighbours while I paid my fare and hoisted my bags out of the car. They were a friendly couple in their late 30’s or early 40's as far as I could tell. The woman was blond, wearing a loose cardigan and yoga pants. She beamed a smile at me with a pleasant confidence as we shook each-other's hands. The man was fairly tall with short brown hair in a side parting and sported a short trimmed beard that gave him a roguish look. He was wearing chino shorts and a rugby shirt unbuttoned at the collar. It showed off his broad chest and shoulders as well as a tuft of chest hair disappearing underneath the open collar. His legs were covered in an even dusting of hair and filled the circumference of his shorts with their volume. From his soft musculature, I could tell he kept himself in pretty decent shape. As he extended his hand to shake mine, I noticed his meaty forearm and wondered if he might have actually played rugby. After briefly exchanging pleasantries, I quickly recused myself and started picking up a few of my bags to take into the house.

> "I can help you out with some of those"
He offered, reaching down to pick up a bag.
> "Oh, thanks very much, but I wouldn't want to impose!"
I replied with a smile.

He hoisted the bag up, cradling it in his hairy forearms like a bear hug.
> “Nonsense! We're going to be neighbours and what are neighbours for if we can’t help each other out now and then?”.
He winked with a maverick charm.

After carrying all the bags up the stairs into my new room, we caught our breaths and had a look around the space. After a brief pause, he extended his hand.
> “Should have said earlier; I’m Brian. Jane [my partner] and I are having a barbecue this weekend and you’d be more than welcome if you’re not doing anything?”

Shaking his hand enthusiastically, I felt a slight giddy excitement from the prospect of making fast friends. I beamed.
> “Oh, sure! I don't have any plans this weekend, so that would be great!”
As we headed back down the stairs.

He looked back up at me while descending.
> "Great stuff! You can bring some drinks and I'll provide the meat!"
I started to wonder if they had a pool and if he'd only have on a pair of swimming trunks, exposing that broad hairy chest...

I had arrived a few weeks before term to find my way around the city and was relieved to have plans on the weekend besides familiarising myself with my new bedroom. That Saturday after returning from the supermarket with a pack of beers, I headed downstairs and knocked on my landlords' door. They were a slightly older couple in their late 50’s and had lived there for many years. Stuart (the husband) answered.

> "Hey there, we're just about ready to head out -Oh that's what I forgot!"
He pointed at the pack of beer I was carrying before turning around, heading back to the kitchen.
> "Can't exactly turn up at Brian & Jane's place with nothing to show for ourselves!"

His wife Sharon walked over, greeting me at the door.
> "You know, it's been a long time since they had us over for dinner. Guess you must have made an impression on them."
She nodded with a smile before throwing a purse over her shoulder.

Brian & Jane's house was two doors down. As we approached, Sharon knocked on their door and Jane appeared, welcoming us in. We walked through to their back garden where I noticed Brian busy at a barbecue, tongs in hand. I sat the pack of beers on a garden table and quickly began offering them around. From the distance, Brian motioned me to bring him one.

> “Hope you’re a fan of meat!”
He said grinning as I approached.
> “I’m afraid the vegetarian option isn’t something I can personally recommend.”
He aimed his tongs at a salad on the garden table.

I smiled.
> “Oh don’t worry, I’m definitely a fan of the meat.”
I beamed confidently.

Shrugging his thick eyebrows, he looked down at the grill.
> “Well, more to the point then, how do you like your sausages? I’ve only managed to get these German ones and they’re too big to fit in a bun.”
He grabbed one of the sizzling frankfurters and turned it on the grill.

A drip of grease spilled down onto the coals, igniting a flame briefly.
> “I mean, they look pretty long but they just don’t seem to have that satisfying girth right?”
I narrowed my eyes with a devious smile. Almost immediately I felt self-conscious, wondering if I was being too familiar.

He chuckled softly while turning a sausage.
> “Hehe. You sound like you know what you’re talking about there. Do you get much girthy satisfaction these days?”
He said before looking back at me.

I spluttered a laugh while nearly choking on my drink.
> “Well, it’s been a while since I’ve tasted a good sausage to be honest. Hard to find the nice ones!”.
I responded nervously trying to gauge his reaction.

Relaxing his shoulders, he turned slightly to face me.
> “You’re a bit of a connoisseur then?”
He said raising an eyebrow.
> “I’ll have to wait and see if it measures up to your expectations.”
He flashed a cheeky grin at me before facing the grill again.

I laughed with a false confidence while looking around the back garden trying to disguise my awkwardness. His words echoed in my head briefly; I couldn't tell if he was joking or flirting. I noticed sweat starting to build at my temples.

Stuart made his way over, holding a drink in his hand.
> "You boys playing with your toys?"
He joked with an accusatory tone.
> "Just make sure you don't burn the meat, or we'll be stuck with whatever my wife has brought."
We all laughed raucously, eager to enjoy the evening.

Several hours after dinner, Brian lit a fire pit in their garden and we sat around chatting and having drinks. When it started to get dark, my landlords got up and mentioned they needed to leave because they were going to London early in the morning. I reluctantly placed my drink down before pushing myself up. Jane held her hand out motioning me to stop:
> “You’re more than welcome to stay longer, unless of course you have early plans tomorrow? There’s still plenty of drinks and nibbles and I'd hate to waste them.”

I looked at her and Brian with naive sincerity.
> “Oh sure, I’d be happy to stick around for a bit if that’s OK?”.
I hesitated, still holding myself up by the arm wrests.

With a flick of her wrist, she waved me to sit down.
> “Of course! I’ll just see them out.”
She said while following my landlords back through the kitchen.

I looked back at Brian as he smiled back with a raised can of beer.
> "There goes the weekend!"
He joked as I chuckled and raised my can to his, before taking a drink.

After a few more hours of trading stories about what we all got up to during the summer holidays, Jane yawned and stood up.
> “Alright boys, I think I’m going to head off to bed. Don’t get up on my account though. Goodnight!”
She collected a few dishes and glasses before bringing them back into the house.

I settled back into my chair as Brian stoked the fire.
> “I'll just move a bit closer so we're not yelling at each other. Wouldn't want to keep her up.”
He moved his chair closer to mine.
> “It’ll be a tight squeeze! -that’s what she said.”
He said flashing a childish grin at me.

I looked back towards the fire, chuckling.
> “Haha. Well for me it’s more like: that’s what he said.”
Waiting nervously wondering what he’d say.

He relaxed back in his chair.
> “Ah I suspected as much after all that chat about girthy sausages.”
A slight grin crept over his mouth.
> “You know I haven't really met many gay men around here. It’s mostly just families with children in this area.”
He said motioning with his hands before bringing his beer up to have a drink.

I nodded silently before taking a sip of my beer.

After clearing his throat, his voice resumed in a lower tone.
> “So have you had any fun since you moved?”

I shrugged my eyebrows in bemusement. My thoughts scattered, I blurted out an unprepared reply.
> “Uh, I’ve chatted to some guys on Grindr but usually it's just dirty chat, trading pics and then they ghost you. Unless they decide to *actually* meet-up it ends up being frustrating and your only option left is porn.”
Again, I realised almost immediately I might have been too candid.

He forced a mocked laugh.
> “Huh! Been a while since I watched porn. I suppose you watch sausage porn then?”
He flashed his childish grin back at me.

I tilted my head towards him slowly, with an incredulous grin.
> “Haha. Well, actually I tend to watch fairly straight-forward stuff... You know; sucking, fucking...”
No reaction from him.
> “I mean, I’ve even watched straight porn now and then.”
I saw an opportunity and reached for my phone, searching for a video.

His eyebrow cocked in fascination.
> “Seriously? So you like watching a guy and girl go at it?”

Confidently, I offered back.
> “Well, as long as the guy keeps me interested.”
Just then, I managed to find a video. Turning my phone towards him, I played it so he could see.
> “I mean, I could watch this."
I said testing the waters as he squinted to see the screen clearer.

The video showed a bearded man savagely rutting his oversized cock into a girl with an appropriately thick ass as she grimaced and moaned in pleasure.

His brow unfurled.
> “Yeah, I could definitely watch that too.”
He said sitting up attentively.

I set the phone down on a table in front of us as we watched for a moment in silence. Seeing how intently he watched, I started to wonder if it was making him horny. I stole a couple of glances at his lap when I thought he wasn't looking. Between his meaty thighs right at the fold in his crotch, I could see an unmistakable bulge growing with every passing second. Out of the corner of my eyes I noticed his vein attempt to inconspicuously reach down and adjust it. Glancing back, I could see he had only managed to shift it to one side. It was now snaking across his left thigh, squeezing against the fabric of his shorts. It looked big; so big my curiosity got the better of me and I kept stealing looks. Pretty soon, I felt the blood rushing to my cock and started developed a bulge of my own.

Eventually he caught me looking and rested his forearm over his thigh to cover the tent his hard-on was making under his shorts. That only fuelled my curiosity further. I decided to address the elephant's trunk in the room.
> “You ever jerk off to porn now that you’re living with your partner?”
I asked bluntly, daring him to respond.

With an awkward tone, he struggled a reply.
> “Uh, yeah but… Usually just when Jane’s out.”
He shuffled around in his seat.
> “I mean, I have my mates around now and then and sometimes we put some porn on but I guess that’s different cause we’re usually fairly drunk and staring at the screen.”
He shot a sideways glance, making it obvious he knew I was looking at him.

I felt briefly self-conscious before remembering his flirting tone from earlier.
> “Is it awkward because you’re afraid you won’t measure up to my expectations?”
I taunted with a coy tone.

He reclined into his chair while rolling his shoulders back, his arm moving back slightly, revealing part of his bulge.
> “Heh. I’m definitely not afraid of that. If anything, out of my mates, I’m always the first to get naked in the changing rooms.”
He said, gaining confidence.

I raised both eyebrows in curiosity.
> “You mean you enjoy showing off in front of them?”

He tilted his head slightly to the side.
> “Nothing wrong with a bit of showing off among friends. Keeps them on their toes.”
He said with a cocky tone.

I pushed further with coyness.
> “So we’re not friends then? Because we’re both sitting here watching porn together.”
I said nodding back at the video.

He shrugged his shoulders.
> “Look, if you don’t mind, I'm not precious. After all, I’ve got nothing to be insecure about down here.”
He lifted his arm, revealing a substantial bulge across his lap, before motioning towards it inviting my gaze.

My eyes bulged while looking down.
> “You’re not kidding; it looks pretty big.”
I said letting my eyes wander across his lap. It trailed from between his legs all the way around to the outer edge of his left thigh, pulled snug by his shorts. I started to wonder how far he'd take showing off his pride and joy.
> “Since we’re both horny, why not jerk off together? I mean, you’ve already said you’re not shy about what you're packing.”
I looked up at him, hoping he'd rise to my challenge.

He looked back towards the screen pursing his lips and with a shrug, placed his hand on his bulge and began petting it through the fabric. I brazenly unbuttoned my shorts, slowly reached in under my briefs and grabbed my hard cock. After a sly glance my way, he followed suit, unbuttoning his fly, reaching into his shorts and carefully rearranging his cock from against his leg and holding it in his hand pointing upwards. Glancing back, I could see his wrist plunging between his legs, underneath his shorts while the girthy head of his cock bobbed just above his open fly with every stroke. I needed to see more. Sitting up, I pulled my shorts down to my ankles, exposing a wet patch around the bulge in my briefs. As I sat back in the chair, pulling the lip of them down, I took out my hard cock glancing back to Brian, wondering if he'd match my bravery. Another sly glance from him and he soon followed suit, pulling his shorts down. Dick in hand, he confidently took it out from under his briefs, free it from restriction and revealing just how big it was. I looked over, mouth open in amazement.

> “Man, that is huge!"
I stared between his legs, feeling my cock getting harder by the second in my hand.
> “You must have damaged a few holes with that monster!”
I joked, astonished at the massive erection in his large fist.

Pleasantly observing himself stroking his manhood, he responded in a casual tone.
> “Well, I’ve definitely been told to stop after the tip went in. It was always disappointing taking girls home only to walk away with a handjob.”
His eyes looked back up at the porn video.

Momentarily distracted, I struggled a response.
> “I’ve never seen a cock that big in the flesh - so to speak. So you don’t really care for handjobs then?”
I said in mild disbelief still staring at him lazily stroking his oversized cock.

He shrugged.
> “It’s not that I don’t like them, it’s just not that big of a deal to have someone wank you off.”

I saw an opportunity.
> “So by association, I'm guessing you wouldn’t mind if I wanked you off? Sorry if that's a bit forward, I'm just really curious what it feels like for you to hold that huge cock.”
I waited to see his reaction.

 

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Another shrug. He let go of his cock, letting it fall down with a gentle slap against his hairy stomach. His penis reached all the way up to just cover his bellybutton. He rested both hands on either thigh as if presenting his cock in front of me. I looked in surprise for a moment finding it hard to believe this was happening. Reaching out towards it I searched his face for a sign he was about to flinch, revealing it was all a tease. Nothing. His eyes were focused on the porn video despite clearly noticing my outstretched hand closing in.

I carefully wrapped my hand around his manhood while picking it up and squeezing it gently, testing how firm it felt. It was heavy. It looked like it would quite easily fill both my hands. Looking up briefly to check his reaction, I reached over with my other hand to test my suspicion. I was right; grabbing it at the base, stacking my hands together, I held more than two fistfuls of his thick warm shaft with the tip poking out above. I was distracted with exploring this perfect specimen of virility I held in my hands. With soft strokes, admiring how powerful and strong it felt, I inspected every inch of his penis. He was more than a match for the pornstar in the video playing on my phone. Thick enough I could barely close my fists completely around and curved just a little, pleasantly tilting upwards. It felt solid with a slight flexibility, not too rigid but by no means squishy soft either. The girthy shaft stretched upwards smoothly ending in a neat and thick-rimmed foreskin with a beautiful helmet-shaped tip. I was mesmerised by it.

Eventually, realising I had been admiring holding his manhood in my hands slack-jawed for a while in silence, I gulped and struggled a sentence.
> “You have a truly beautiful cock. I still can’t believe how big it is.”

He shrugged his eyebrows with a confident smirk.
> “Told you I was the biggest out of my mates.”
His attention was fixed on the girl in the video giving a blowjob.

Aroused by the idea of how he'd react given the same pleasure, I teased.
> “Anyone ever properly deep-throated this horse-cock of yours?”

Immediately he shook his head.
> “Nah. No one’s ever really been able to do it. Always been curious to see what the fuss was about but never met anyone talented enough.”
His cock started throbbing noticeably in my hands.

I paused between strokes, offering a hopeful suggestion.
> “Well, I’ve never deep-throated a guy as big as you before but I’ve managed it on another guy. He seemed to get really excited when his cock hit the back of my throat.”
Just then, a bead of pre-cum drooled out between the slit in the meaty tip of his cock and slid down the side of my hand.
> “I’m curious to see if I can manage yours. I mean, I’ve already been playing around with it in my hands, any harm in letting me suck it?”
I looked back up at him.

His mouth opened slightly, pausing while watching the girl sucking off the guy in the porn video. His head tilted slightly as he shrugged again.

I sat up in my chair and bent over his lap, before realising I’d need more room.
> “Can I take these off?”
I tugged at his underwear still halfway down his thighs. He nodded. I pulled them down before leaning over his lap again, resting a hand on his leg.

A pair of smooth round balls hung heavy just underneath his cock. I could tell he had trimmed them. Laying his cock back up against his stomach, exposing his balls more, I manoeuvered my head down to get close. I could feel the heat rising off his groin towards my face as I leaned in, opening my mouth and extending my tongue. A faint musk hit my nose while I bathed his balls with my saliva, savouring them with soft warm licks. I briefly closed my eyes breathing in his scent and I started to think about how much cum was just waiting to be released from his heavy sack. As I took his balls into my mouth one at a time, I could feel the musky skin tighten around them slowly as they bunched up, getting ready for action.

With one hand holding his cock, I painted my tongue from his balls all the way up the underside of his thick and meaty shaft stopping just below the opening at the tip. Pulling his foreskin up, covering it completely, I slid my tongue underneath, tracing around every corner, enjoying the feeling of being sandwiched between the skin of his cock. After briefly indulging, I pulled it back down, revealing the glistening wet head flush with excitement.

He let out a gasp. I could tell he was enjoying this almost as much as I was, trying to anticipate what I’d do next. I put my attention towards his cock-head, painting it on my tongue, exploring every detail of it. Stopping at the firing end of his dick, I let the tip of my tongue sink in, tasting where his man juices had erupted from countless times before imagining briefly with how much force they'd shoot out of that hole. Another gasp. At this point, I couldn't take it any longer and had to satisfy my curiosity. I wanted to feel every inch of the entire length of his cock stretching out every part of my throat, filling it completely. I pushed downwards, sinking his cock deep into my mouth slowly. For a moment, I hit a gag point just after halfway. Tears started welling in my eyes as I gulped and swallowed, hoping it would pass until before I knew it, I made more room and could accommodate more of his meat. Before long, my nose was sitting just above his balls. He was buried all the way down. I could feel his cock making room inside me, filling every empty space, twitching with pleasure as he let out a louder gasp. I felt a wave of euphoria with his enormous manhood buried inside me.

My eyes begin to water once again and I realised I needed to come up for air. As I slid it all the way back out, I held onto his cock and took a few breaths while stroking it a bit faster than before. I looked up to see him looking down at me amazed.
> “Fuck! No-one's ever done that to me before!”

My hands glided along his cock, now slippery with my saliva as I proudly replied
> “I bet you didn’t think I would manage.”
Smiling at how much he was enjoying it.
> “I could feel your cock twitching when it was in my throat. Almost wondered if you were going to cum for a moment.”

His eyes widened.
> “I haven’t cum in a few days, so I might be full.”
He started breathing heavily in excitement.

I looked back down.
> “Do you want me to empty these full balls for you?”
I taunted with a false innocence.

He nodded anxiously.

I teased further.
> “Do you want to see what it feels like to unload all that cum while you're balls deep in my throat?”
Just then I caught another bead of pre-cum drooling out of his cock. I looked back up at him nodding dumbly while panting.

I took his cock into my mouth again savouring the flavour of his sticky pre-cum and started sliding my tongue along the underside of the shaft, thrusting it in and out. With one hand stroking the base of his cock, I grabbed his balls with my other hand and tugged it gently for leverage to help me stuff his fat penis into my throat over and over. With every thrust, his foreskin retracted, leaving my tongue access to slide across the most sensitive part. His panting grew stronger. I started to feel his cock head stiffen as it probed the back of my throat repeatedly. As I brought him closer to the edge, I felt his hand gently rest on the back of my head, encouraging me to keep going.

I felt his balls start to rise up and tighten in my grip. Just then, I heard his panting change tone into a breathy groan as he pushed my head down gently a little further each time I slid his cock down my throat. My cock was already standing tall and rock hard as I reached down to jerk myself off.

His breathing hitched.
> “Oh fuck! Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!”
He gasped.

I felt a splash of cum pour out between the thrusts and greedily slid his cock all the way to the back of my throat.
He let out a guttural groan
> “Uuuughhhhh fuuuuuck!”
With his cock pressed against my tongue, I could feel stream after stream of cum shooting it's way down his shaft in pulses. As it splashed and spilled down the back of my throat I swallowed eagerly and rolled my eyes back in a moment of ecstasy.

That was all it took and I started to cum as well, shooting up into the air while I struggled to gulp down his seed while he filled me with it.

After the rush of climaxing I noticed I was about to pass out and needed to come up for air. I slid his cock out quickly and gasped catching my breath as he panted loudly.
> “Ahhh! Ahhh!”
While I held both our cocks, one in each hand. Another spurt of cum oozed out of his cock and I instinctively leaned over to lap it up.
> “Ohh!”
He shuddered, overstimulated.

I immediately stopped.
> “Sorry, I was a bit thirsty.”
I said with a cheeky grin while looking back up at him.

Exhausted and still panting, he looked back at me.
> “Fuck. I didn’t know it could feel that good getting a blowjob.”
He said squinting and catching his breath as sweat poured down his temples.
> “You really know what you’re doing!”
He said with amazement.

Still holding his cock, I smirked back.
> “Well I told you I’d empty your balls.”
Looking back down at his cock, bobbing around lazily in my hand.
> “You were pretty full alright.”
Squeezing my fingers along the length of his shaft, the last strands of cum drooled out of his softening cock.
> “I bet no-one’s offered to clean you up before.”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
> “What do you mean?”
He asked between exhausted breaths.

I leaned over towards his cock and licked the entire length of his cock, lapping up the cum dangling from the tip and every drop I could find before looking back at him. He sat there with a fascinated pleasure. I noticed a few stray drops of his cum had made their way to the base of his balls, and I ducked back down to lick them up as well. As he regained his breath I lost myself again in the pure fascination of enjoying this man's perfect penis before me, slowly licking every inch of while it softened, nursing on it, feeling it slowly retreat in my mouth and hands. Finally, I couldn't help but give it a gentle kiss right at the opening where I had received the gift of his seed.

After a moment, he looked down at me with a bemused chuckle.
> “You really are a connoisseur after all.”
He joked as I got up and we both pulled our shorts up.

I looked back with a wry smile.
> “I guess you just had the kind of satisfying girth I was craving.”
I smirked while stretching overhead.

His eyes heavy with tiredness.
> “Well, I’ll definitely sleep well tonight. Thanks for that.”
He said stifling a yawn while smiling.

I teased back.
> “Hey, what are neighbours for right?”
I said with a raised eyebrow.

He smiled.
> “In that case, I’d be more than happy if you wanted to help *me* out every now and then neighbour.”
He winked.

 

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# Helping my neighbour out (part 2)

This story involves two men, aged 25 & 40 respectively.

It had been nearly a month since I had moved into the neighbourhood for university and I couldn't believe my luck. Only a few weeks back, I managed to coax my neighbour Brian into getting his cock out while watching porn together and he turned out to be half-horse. Not only did he let me see it but my powers of persuasion worked so well, he not only let me touch, hold and stroke it, he even let me suck that big dick between his legs until he couldn't hold himself back from dumping his juicy load down my throat. Every time I thought about it, I'd start to get hard. I couldn't get his enormous manhood out of my mind. Somehow it seemed to grow bigger in my mind every time I reminisced about having it right at my fingertips. Throughout that evening while talking with him, I got the impression he was a man who had settled for routine, perhaps at the risk of mistaking it for comfort. Under the thin veneer of this conservative lifestyle, there were unplumbed depths of hidden desires lurking beneath.

All I could remember was how much it turned me on being sat so close and pulling his shorts down to see that mountainous hard cock throbbing between his hairy legs. Touching the source of his masculine virility, feeling the firm weight of it in my hands while he watched in naive fascination was incredible. He was clearly attracted to women and a bit self-conscious about the predicament of being exposed and erect in front of another guy but I could tell he really enjoyed how much I admired his pride and joy. Before this, I’d never fooled around with a guy packing anything as big or beautiful as him. From time to time I'd re-trace the form it in my mind's eye, amazed at how thick it looked in my hands. Every time I started down that path remembering how good his warm meaty cock felt on my tongue, I had to jerk myself off.

It was a mid-week morning and I was laying in bed.

A knock at the door.
> “That’ll be the post.”
I sighed to myself as I got up off my bed and walked down the stairs in my pyjamas. I had just ordered a PS4 and was hoping it had finally arrived. It was already 11am but I didn’t have any classes until the afternoon. Opening the door, I instinctively held out my hand, expecting the postman to give me a parcel.
Scanning upwards, my eyes met Brian's. Surprised, I froze for a moment before he noticed my hand reaching towards his waist. Awkwardly I retracted it in an instant.
> “You’re a bit keen reaching down there!”
Brian's eyes bulged as he teased with a wicked smile looking back up at me.

Bashfully laughing it off, I replied awkwardly.
> “Heh sorry, I was expecting the postman.”
I Anxiously scratched the back of my head.

He reached down to pick up a parcel on the ground beside him.
> “Expecting a big package?”
He winked, while handing it to me.

I felt another wave of awkwardness and stifled a laugh before realising what had been delivered.
> “Haha, oh it’s arrived!”
I gushed, slightly bemused at the situation.
> “You’re not going to tell me you’re a postman are you?”

He replied with a gentle smile.
> “No, but Jane saw the postman leave this on your doorstep and was afraid it might get stolen, so I thought I’d come round and bug you.”

Relieved at his friendly intentions, I let him know what was in the box.
> “Well thanks, I’m sure if people knew it was a PS4, it would have been stolen!”

His face lit up with excitement.
> “Oh, you got FIFA or Street Fighter?”
He asked eagerly.

Taken aback at his interest in gaming, I struggle a reply.
> “Well, I uh, have Dead or Alive. That’s a fighting game.”

He furrowed his brow in thought.
> “Ah, haven't played that one yet."
Then flashed his cheeky grin again.
> "I’m ace at fighting games though, so we probably shouldn’t play each other or I’d beat your arse.”

I raised my eyebrows in amusement.
> “Hm, I'm not so sure you’d beat me at Dead or Alive. I managed to beat the whole room at a house party last week.”
I said with a confident defiance.

Unwavering in face of my challenge, he enthused.
> “You’re on! Listen, my partner is away this weekend, so how about you bring the game over and we’ll see how many rounds you last.”

I could feel my competitive nature coming out and taunted him back.
> “Haha sure, but no crying when you lose!”

With a wry smile, he narrowed his eyes and his voice.
> “That confidence won’t help you later when I teach you a lesson or two.”

I tilted my head back with an incredulous look.
> “We’ll see.”

Unfazed, he switched back to his original point.
> “Yeah yeah. Anyway just come round this Saturday, I'm ready whenever.”
He said, spreading his arms out in bravado as he walked back to his house.

He seemed completely undeterred by what happened between us weeks before. The prospect of being left alone in the house for the weekend seemed to get him in a playful mood. I couldn't figure out if he was totally fine with the fact that we'd fooled around or was trying to act like it had never happened in the first place.

Days later, it was 8pm on a Saturday and I was headed over to his house, with a few drinks, games and my new PS4. As I rang his doorbell, I noticed my heart beating a bit faster, wondering if I was about to head into a really awkward situation after all.

Brian opened the door.
> “Hey, you made it!”
He beamed with a casual smile.
> “Come through to the living room.”
He said while motioning back into the house.

I entered the hallway with a sense of unease.
> “Thanks, I brought some drinks as well. Hope cider is OK?”
I asked, focusing on acting casual.

He glanced back and waved over to a table with a dozen beer bottles.
> “Oh sure, set them down next to the beers. There’s plenty to drink, so I hope you’re thirsty!”
He chuckled.

Briefly shrugging my eyebrows at the amount of drinks on the table, I began placing cans from my bag next to them.
> “Well I'm pretty thirsty but wow, at this rate, we’ll wind up on the floor before the night is over!”

He sat down on the couch and grabbed a drink close-by.
> “Oh promises, promises.”
He teased in a gentle voice.
> “So how do you play this one?”
He asked while picking up my copy of Dead or Alive.

I wanted to reassure him.
> “To be honest, you could genuinely win just by button bashing. It’s not too difficult and I promise to go easy on you. At first.”
I teased with a wicked smile.

His face lit up.
> “Ha! Right, I guess it’s time for your first lesson.”
He said cocksure while connecting the console to his TV and handing me a controller.

After showing him the controls and sparing for a few rounds, we started playing competitively. Over the next hour or so, he managed to win a game here and there but I pretty much wiped the floor with him. I was enjoying the sense of power. I felt like a cat toying with it's prey. So much so that I would let him get off a bunch of hits, luring him into a false sense of security before unleashing a barrage of hits right at the end, stealing victory back from his grasp.

Another game was nearly over when I fired the final hit to beat his character.
> “So, what was that about beating my ass again?”
I taunted with a knowing smile and a raised eyebrow.

His face dropped as he tossed the controller down, shaking his head.
> “Fucking hell…”
I could tell he had a competitive nature too and getting beat was costing him in embarrassment.

Up until this point, I was happy to prove I was the better player but I felt like I needed to make a peace offering.
> “How about we play something else. You said you’re good at FIFA after all.”
I grabbed the game off the table.

He looked over while reaching for his drink.
> “You ever played?”
He said disengaged while taking a swig.

I could tell my attempt at diplomacy was working.
> “I’ve not really played sports games much. But I’m a fast learner.”

But not well enough to placate him fully.
> “Well I'm not promising to go easy on you after all that.”

Game after game, no matter how hard I tried, I only managed a few goals against him. It didn't help that I was discovering my way around the controls for half of the matches. I could barely keep up with him. Every time he tackled the ball away, he let out a cackle. Every goal, he roared. He was getting fired up and soon couldn’t stop taunting me every chance he got.

Jumping up at the end of another game, he raised his hand in victory.
> “Yes! Haha in your face!”
He turned to me while grabbing his package.

I saw an opportunity to address the elephant's trunk in the room once more.
> “Oh, you mean like the last time I was here?”

His confidence began to shrivel.
> “Heh. Listen, I wanted to clear the air actually. I’ve never done anything like that before."
He said shifting from one foot to the other, considering his words carefully.
> "My partner, well she was never really into oral. Matter of fact I don’t think she’s really into sex much any more.”
The lowered tone of his voice was a far cry from the bombastic hights earlier.
> “It made me think about this time I caught a guy watching me undressing in the changing room at my gym."
My eyes scanned his face in curiosity while he continued.
> When I got in the shower later, I was half-mast but just chalked it up to the workout getting my blood pumping.”

I could sense he was hesitating, unsure of what to say next.
> “Did you like that another guy was curious to see what you were packing?”
I asked, with a false innocence.

He tilted his head, turning the thought over in his mind before responding.
> “I liked the idea that he might have been looking over wondering how how big I was. I was tempted to leave the shower door open, imagining him getting hard under his clothes trying to get a good look at my cock.”
He glanced back over at me briefly before bashfully looking back across the room, busying himself with arranging the drinks scattered on the table.
> “Like when I could tell you kept looking at me getting hard while we were watching porn.”

My pulse started to race.
> “You knew that I was getting hard watching your cock grow in your shorts?”
I said before casually scanning his groin for any sign of movement.

He tilted his head once more before sheepishly revealing more.
> “I’ve always known I was big but just thought other guys would be jealous. Didn’t figure it would turn another guy on just by seeing how much bigger I was.”

While I had been scrutinising his crotch, soon enough, I could see the telltale signs of a bulge starting to press outwards. He was starting to get hard under his trousers just from saying his thoughts out loud. He took another swig from his drink while not-so-subtly shifting the tent in his trousers while sitting back down.

> “To be honest, I was a bit surprised that you weren’t turned off when I got my cock out and started wanking.”
I said nudging the conversation forward.

He gulped down a swig of beer.
> “It actually made me harder seeing how hard you were.”

My eyes bulged in disbelief.
> “Really? So you liked seeing my hard cock while I had yours in my hands?”
I said wondering if I could coax him into getting fully hard again.

He blinked self consciously averting his gaze from me while adjusting his trousers again.
> “This is getting really tight now.”
A large bulge snaked across his lap.

I pressed onwards.
> “I have to confess, I’ve been thinking about that night a lot. I still can’t believe how much cum flooded out of your cock.”
I said, noticing how dry my mouth had suddenly become before instinctively licking my lips.

He shrugged his eyebrows.
> “I can’t believe you managed to take me all the way down. When you had my cock down your throat I felt your tongue graze my balls. I had to stop myself from shooting right then and there!”
He said with a mixture of amazement and timidness.

His hands were resting together in the middle of his lap, partially covering his hard-on. I reached over and lifted one hand away before replacing it with mine, softly caressing the bulge in his trousers. I felt it growing by the second.

> “You know when you asked if I was thirsty earlier?”
I teased rhetorically while rubbing my hand along the length of the tent in his trousers.

He shuddered with a gasp, leaning back in the sofa.
> “Oh fuck mate!”

I wasted no time and started undoing his trousers.

Whereas last time he was looking away nervously, this time his eyes were glued to the action happening right in his lap. I could sense him watching me with an intensity, as I drew the fly of his trousers open, revealing the large banana shaped bulge in his underwear. I petted the outline of it softly before pulling the lip down, slowly revealing his swollen fat cock laying against his leg. I carefully moved it to rest up against his stomach while lowering his underwear just below his balls, bunching them up slightly. Somehow, with his cock on display resting up against his shirt, it highlighted just how imposing and large it really was. He sat there in silent amazement as I wrapped my hands around it, feeling how warm and firm it was, squeezing gently every so often.

He was enjoying this. I shifted back in the couch, making more room before pulling his trousers and underwear down to his ankles, fully exposing him from below the waist. He sat there patiently observing as I moved between his beefy legs and returned to fondling his cock.

> “You like how hard holding your big thick cock makes me?”
I said, pulling my trousers down, showing off my hard cock packed inside my underwear.

His breathing hitched.
> “Take it out and let me see.”
He said breathing heavily.

I obliged by pulling the lip of my briefs down, only for my cock to spring upward when released.

His eyes bulged.
> “You’re rock hard already!”

I smiled back.
> “I can’t help getting hard with your massive cock in my hands.”
I said before squeezing it again intently.

Just then I felt a rush of blood pump in as he grew harder and a little bead of pre-cum started to form at the slit of his meaty cock-head. I leaned in and pulled his cock towards my mouth, tongue out, cleaning it off in one smooth slow lick.

He gasped.

Looking back up at him with a satisfied smile, I let him know my intentions.
> “I told you I was thirsty”
I said looking up with a satisfied smile.

His brows shrugged with a vulnerable expression.
> “I’m warning you I’ve not cum in a while.”
He said in between breaths.

I reached my other hand down to cup his round balls hanging close to the base of his cock.
> “They feel pretty full.”
I said watching as they bulged in his sack while I groped them gently.
> “Are you going to let me unload them again?”
I turned my gaze back up at him while stroking his cock.

His mouth opened with another gasp.
> “Oh fuck! I’m not sure I’m gonna last long if you keep that up.”
He said as pre-cum started pooling from the opening at the tip before spilling down the side of his shaft and over my hand.

I could tell he wasn’t as nervous as the last time. He seemed focused on the wild excitement he was feeling, pent-up from neglect and dangerously close to the edge. I intended to attend his needs but not before I could savour this wonderful specimen again. I traced my tongue around the neat fold of his foreskin and covered the tip again to feel my tongue sandwiched underneath it. He gasped audibly, letting me know he enjoyed the journey I was taking him on. I started to lick his cock diligently, refamiliarising myself with his girthy smooth shaft. Now I had licked every inch again, I took it into my mouth while stroking him faster. Pre-cum was oozing out of his thick cock with every stroke, leaving a lingering taste in my mouth. Some familiar carnal instinct to unload every drop from this man's large penis washed over me. I remembered how powerful every shot felt as his cock twitched with every pulse in my mouth the last time and wondered, what it would look like to see it erupt. I looked up briefly to see him rock his head backwards in pleasure with his eyes closed.

He stifled a warning while panting.
> “I’m getting close!”

I stroked his massive cock furiously right in front of my face.
> “Are you gonna shoot your load for me?”

He looked down briefly, with a look of a man on the edge.
> “Fuuuck!”
He let out a groan.

Cum started spurting out of his cock in thick streams, splashing all over my face and dripping down my hands. I stuck my tongue out instinctively and watched in awe, pumping it in my fist while spurts of hot creamy semen kept shooting out like a fountain. Most of his cum was shooting over my face and I was thirsty for a taste. Aiming his cock towards my mouth, I felt a few forceful splashes of his load cover it.

After what seemed like minutes, my face, tongue and hands were covered in his cum. I was soaked. Looking at the sheer mess his cock had made, I remembered how he unloaded the same amount down my throat the last time and started to realise the magnitude of how much I must have swallowed. I looked up to see him catching his breath, his chest heaving under his shirt. As he enjoyed it last time, I got to work, cleaning all the cum dripping off of his horse-cock.

He winced as I licked and sucked.
> “Slow down mate! I need a second.”
He said between breaths.

I realised I hadn’t cum yet and started to stroke my own cock while lazily nursing on the throbbing penis stuffing my mouth.
> “Wait, I’m starting to get hard again.”
He said putting his hands on my shoulders.

Releasing his cock from my mouth, I looked back up at him.
> “Well that means there must be more cum in your balls. I did say I’d unload them.”

He shifted forward and reached down, motioning his interest between my legs.
> “I want to feel how hard my cock makes you.”

I sat back as he wrapped his large fist around my hard dick and started stroking it. This time I was at his mercy.

I sighed, looking back up, scanning his face.
> “Oh man, you like how hard I am?”
I said blushing.

His eyes intently fixed on my cock.
> “I want to watch you cum.”
He calmly replied while stroking a bit faster.
> “So hot seeing you covered in my cum all horny for my big cock.”

Pre-cum had already covered my shaft but now it was drooling.
> “You want to make me cum?"
I said while standing up, giving him easier reach.

He stood up with me.
> “Yeah, I want to see how much you shoot while you've got my thick meat in your hands.”
He grimaced a sleazy expression before stroking my cock faster.

I stacked my hands together and wrapped them along the shaft of his cock; his length was still too much to conceal with both fists. I had my hands full with his heavy, hardening cock, appreciating the virile power I held.

> “Fuck, your cock is so big!”
I said moaning.
> “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!”
I gasped frantically before letting go of his manhood and shooting several shots right across the room.

He stared in disbelief.
> “Fuck that’s impressive!”
He said aiming my cock and watching as I blasted the last few shots out.

After groaning and panting in pleasure, I realised he was stroking his cock while still holding mine. Unexpectedly, he leaned over and licked the tip of my cock. I shuddered in a wave of overstimulation.

> “So that’s what it tastes like.”
He said leaning back up with a smile.

 

[wellness2]

Catching my breath, I couldn’t help staying hard watching him as he sat down, relaxing back in the sofa playing with his own cock while observing the mess I made.
I got down on the couch next to him and watched him for a moment. Despite his big hands and thick wrists, his cock seemed to dwarf them like a monument. For a moment it felt like I was looking at a giant sitting on his throne, pleasuring himself.

He looked over at me.
> “You like watching me play with this big thing huh?”
He teased with a cocky tone.

I reached for my cock.
> “I’m still hard just looking at you.”
I replied while stroking it.

He smirked.
> “Didn’t get enough of this big thing already?”
He said, waving it from side to side, teasing me.

I retained my confident smile.
> “Well, I clearly didn’t empty your balls yet.”
My eyes followed as he waved his large appendage around.

His face softened.
> “You want to see if you can take it all the way down your throat, balls deep again?”
He asked with curiosity while stroking it slowly from base to tip, accentuating his size.

I sat down beside him leaned over, instinctively opening my mouth. He draped his hand on the top of my head, while he fed me his cock, guiding it in. The smell of his cum, my saliva and that unmistakable musk hit my nose all at once. I breathed the heady smells in, closing my eyes briefly. Inch by inch I noticed it was easier to swallow from an upside down position. I flinched briefly when I got most of the way down, feeling my eyes start to water, before pushing further and letting it settle at the back of my throat, growing into every available space.

His cock twitched.
> “Oh fuck, that’s the spot!”
He sighed and pressed his hand down on the back of my neck as the tip of his cock stretched the lower part of my throat, filling it completely.

I rolled my eyes back briefly before my nose felt his balls tightening up. I needed air and slid it all the way back out, gasping.

> “You're so good at taking my size.”
He said cradling the back of my head.
> “I’ve never felt what it’s like being swallowed all the way down before you did it last time.”
A sense of mild wonderment in his voice.

In between catching my breath, I confided.
> “I love feeling your big cock buried inside me.”

His eyes widened.
> “You love my cock?”
Emphasising the second word.

My defences were down and I realised I couldn't backtrack.
> “Honestly, I can’t get enough of it. It’s so perfect.”
I stroked it longingly while admiring the sight.
> “All I can think of is how much I want to unload it.”

He arched his eyebrow.
> “You really want me to cum again? After the mess I just made, there's probably still a lot stored up.”
He cautioned while stroking the back of my head gently.

I wanted to feel his cock pulsing along my tongue while he came like the last time.
> “I just want to drain every last drop out of your balls.”
Reaching down, I rubbed them with my hand.

His face opened, shocked at my dirty little confession.
> “Fuck!”
He gasped, dropping his hand by his side.
> “I’m getting close again!”

I leaned forward and began sinking his cock into my mouth again. His balls were tightening and I could feel the head of his cock prodding at the back of my throat. Slowly at first, getting used to it, I swallowed his cock in and out. Before long I felt his hands resting on my neck again, guiding me down each time. With each thrust, I could feel his hands start to fumble at the back of my neck uncontrollably. He was getting close and my hard work was about to be rewarded. I picked up the pace.

> “Oh, fuck.. I can barely take this!”
He moaned as I deep-throated his third leg.

Reaching down, I grabbed his balls, feeling how taught they were, bunched up and ready to release their load. Using it as leverage I tugged them gently each time I came back up for air.

> “Unh!”
A low groan began to build from his open mouth.

He was nearly there, moments away from releasing all that precious cum stored in his swollen balls. I noticed my cock grow harder at the thought. I couldn't tell what I was more obsessed with; his man milk or his beautifully enormous manhood. All I knew in that moment was I was close to feeling that same sense of ecstasy I felt the last time he buried his thick penis all the way inside me and unloaded his juices. Closing my eyes while repeatedly stuffing my throat, I could feel the gentle curve of his shaft, the bulge running along the underside, and the thick foreskin invading me. After a few furious moments, his panting intensified and I could tell he was getting close. Determined not to miss a drop, I drew a breath of air and slid his cock all the way down my throat until my chin was at his groin.

> “Ohhhhh fuuuuck!”
He grunted loudly like a wild beast while pushing down on the back of my neck, making sure he was balls-deep as he deposited his seed.

Twitching with every shot, I felt jolts of cum travelling along the shaft of his cock, gushing down my throat while his balls convulsed upwards with each shot. My wish was being fulfilled; load after load of this man's cum was emptying from his big beautiful cock, filling me up. My eyes rolled back as I gulped every drop down eagerly.

I was starting to feel light headed and came up for air to find him laying back in the couch, utterly spent. I was incredibly close to cumming myself and looked down at his cock in my hand, a single strand of cum drooling out of the hole at the tip.

Leaning back down, I put his cock-head in my mouth, nursing on it for the last ounce of his virile seed, while I brought myself over the edge and came again.

I collapsed in a heap next to him in exhaustion. After a few minutes of catching our breaths laying next to each other with our cocks laying exposed against our stomachs, they started to soften.

He said struggling a joke.
> “Fuck I don’t think I could survive another round.”

I taunted back.
> “That’s what you get for asking if I was thirsty”

 

[wellness2]

# Helping my neighbour out (part 3)

This story involves two men, aged 25 & 40 respectively.

Nearly as soon as I had met him, my new neighbour was growing on me, and as it turned out, he liked growing inside me too. It was unbelievable that I had clicked so quickly with this man a few doors down from where I had just moved in. I knew university was going to place a lot on my hands but I certainly didn't expect my neighbour's cock to end up there. It wasn't just that he was a tall handsome man; we had become fast friends pretty much overnight. Who would have thought this confident, sporty lad with a cheeky sense of humour had a bashful side that only came out when being served a curveball to his curiosities? I realised I had been leading him on a journey of self-discovery of sorts; one that helped me discover some hidden desires of my own. For the longest time, I had been curious about what it must feel like to be blessed with an appendage larger than most men had between their legs. What I hadn't realised, was how that curiosity would develop into a mild obsession after meeting just such a man. Something about his physicality seemed to accentuate my impression of his masculinity. His broad chest and shoulders, his meaty thighs, the whiskers of his beard. When I stopped to think about it, his manhood - large and beautiful as it was - merely contributed to the greater picture of what I found attractive about him. But that didn't stop me from getting lost in though over his magnificent meat and how much I enjoyed every inch of it.

After the last time we fooled around, we dressed ourselves and I gathered my newly purchased PS4. I felt somewhat awkward while heading towards the door to leave. I didn't want to wait for weeks in the vain hope of some serendipitous moment that connected us again; there was so much fun we could have.

As I approached the door and reached for the handle, the thought occurred to give Brian some way of contacting me. I turned around as he caught up behind me.
> "So, I don't want to get you in trouble or anything but if you're ever in the mood again, I'd be up for some more fun?"
Instantly I felt an awkward shudder through my body.

His face smirked.
> "Oh you would would you? Can't get enough of me already?"

I relaxed into a coy smile.
> "Um, if I'm not mistaken, you looked pretty helpless when I had you by the balls there."

He chuckled confidently.
> "Hehe, yeah you got me there. I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy every moment you were taking care of my cock."

Biting my lip with a teasing smile, I tried my angle.
> "Well, it doesn't have to take another month of radio silence before that can happen again. That is unless you can wait that long to have your cock serviced, with such expertise I might add."

He looked down at the floor in a futile attempt at hiding a smile.
> "When you put it that way... How can I ignore an offer like that?"

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, armed and ready.
> "We don't have to make plans right here right now. You can always just let me know when you're horny."
My tone catlike, playing on the reluctance I'd noticed in him to ask for the things he secretly wanted.

Reaching into his pocked, he shifted between his feet in an attempt to seem casual.
> "Now I'm hoping you're not gonna send me dick pics any time of the day. The last thing I need is to constantly worry about my phone."

Raising my hands in defence, I played the diplomat.
> "I wouldn't dare. After all, it's not like I have anything on that monster of yours."

He let out a chuckle.
> "Hah. Alright, this is me."
He said while raising his phone so I could see his details.

I quickly copied them down into my phone before sending him a message.
*Buzz*
> "See, no dick pics."

Dropping his phone back into his pocket, he rested his arm up on the door frame, steadying his weight against it. The soft muscles in his bicep created a cushion for his head to rest against.
> "Alright, alright. Now clear off you, I've got to clean up the place and hopefully get some sleep after all that."

I smiled and started walking backwards.
> "I'll be hitting the hay now so enjoy and don't stay up too late cleaning!"
Feigning a concerned look, I waved goodbye as I made my way back up the road to my house.

The next week, I was busy working on assignments that were due. The week flew by and before I knew it, I was with friends on a night out. Several drinks later that evening, I left the club we were at and staggered my way back home. In the wee hours, I stumbled up to my door, fumbling the keys before cursing under my breath at my frustrated attempts to turn the lock. Eventually, the key turned and the door gave. Wandering upstairs, trying not to wake my landlords, I piled myself in a heap on my bed and began to undress. The next thing I knew it was Sunday morning and my head was feeling hazy. I quickly picked my phone up to check the time and among a flurry of messages that had been sent in the group chat with my friends, I noticed something from Brian.

Quickly, blinking my eyes, I pressed the notification to his texts.
> "Someone was up drinking late." - 9:38am
> "Didn't wake Stuart & Sharon did you?" - 9:38am
I glanced at the top of the phone for the time. It was already half past 11. I began frantically typing a message, only to delete it and re-write it multiple times. I was excited to hear from him but also curious if I had woken any of the neighbourhood up.

Calming my nerves, I tapped a message back.
> "Was out with mates at uni, what can I say." - 11:33am
> "Don't think I woke anyone but now you've got me worried haha." - 11:33am

I waited scrutinising the messages as they were delivered, wondering if he'd respond. A minute passed. I drew a deep breath and exhaled sharply, blowing the air between my lips. Time to catch up with what's been happening with the group chat. A while later after trading jokes and gossip with my friends, a solitary notification popped up from Brian.
> "You should be worried. Completely woke me up and I'm cranky I didn't get a good night's sleep." - 12:12pm

My eyes bulged. Was I really that noisy last night?
> "Sorry, I had no idea I was that loud... I should probably go downstairs and ask if Stuart & Sharon heard me last night." - 12:13pm

*Buzz*
A text appeared up from him.
> "You mean you're still in bed you lazy arse?!" - 12:13pm

I rolled my eyes in disbelief.
> "Of course. I AM a student after all remember?" - 12:14pm
> "Plus, don't act like you haven't seen me wake up late before. As I recall, the last time we met, you rang my door around noon." - 12:14pm

Three dots appeared under my message as he typed back.
> "Then you won't mind me sending you this then. :p" - 12:15pm

Barely a second later, a picture appeared underneath. There he was, laying back on his bed, completely naked, cock in hand with just a hint of a smile before the picture cut off.
> "Wow. You stroking that big cock in bed right now?" - 12:15pm
Just then, I realised that was the first time I had seen him without any clothes on. I scanned across the picture he had sent, noticing the thick hair running across his chest and down his abdomen, ending just before the pubic hair framing his gorgeous cock and balls. I got a thrill from seeing more of his body. He looked burly and strong.

*Buzz*
Another message notification popped up.
> "Nah, that was earlier when I woke up. I'm out the house now, doing shopping." - 12:17pm
> "Was thinking you might have had a bit of the hangover horn." - 12:17pm

My dick had already started to swell but I felt a rush of blood fill it after reading that last message. I angled my phone down under the sheets for a moment before remembering his warning about sending unsolicited pics at odd times.
> "Did you just send that to give me something to beat off to?" - 12:17pm

A few seconds later.
> "Yeah, that and I was horny. Thought you'd appreciate ;)" - 12:18pm

I quickly typed back.
> "My hangover thanks you and your big horny dick." - 12:18pm

A message appeared underneath.
> "Haha. You love it. That's what you said after all isn't it?" - 12:18pm

His demeanour was markedly different when he texted. I could tell his confidence was strong from behind the comfort of his phone.

> "Yeah, I did let that slip didn't I." - 12:19pm
> "But it's not like you didn't love what I did. After all, you said I was so good at taking care of it ;)" - 12:19pm
I smirked after pressing the send button.

After a brief pause, his reply came through.
> "You're gonna make me hard while buying groceries if you keep going on like that." - 12:20pm
> "Here's another one to help you sort yourself out." - 12:20pm

A video popped up.
> "I'm gonna put my phone away for the rest of my shopping otherwise I'll get thrown out for being a perv." - 12:21pm

I quickly opened the video to see a close-up from his perspective of his fist sliding up and down on his hard cock to the sound of his heavy breathing. I was rock hard. I wrapped my hand around my dick and started pumping only to stop after the video ended abruptly. Had he forgot to film himself cumming or did he even finish at all? I restarted the video and played with myself lazily until giving up in frustration. He had shown me his big beautiful penis and his strong hairy body but after what I had already experienced with him, I was left wanting more.

Rolling out of bed, I stuffed my softening dick into my pyjamas and headed to take a shower.

Feeling refreshed but still groggy, I made my way downstairs to the kitchen dreading what the landlords would say about last night. To my surprise, I discovered I was the only one in the house. After eating some breakfast, I left in search of coffee, hoping to bump into Brian on his way back home. No such luck. After a 30 minute walk to the local café and back, I headed back up to my room and turned on my PS4.

Barely half an hour into playing God of War, I heard a noise from my phone.
*Buzz*
> "You managed to get my cock off your mind, or you thirsty for more? :p"

Another video popped up. This time, the view showed as he unzipped his trousers, revealing a soft bulge in his underwear, before rubbing his hands over it.
> "You like that?"
His voice cooed over the speakers.

I dropped the controller by my side and followed suit undoing my trousers before typing.
> "Um, yes please!" - 1:40pm

Another video arrived. His bulge was significantly bigger, creating a pronounced banana shape stretching across his lap as he rubbed his hand over it.
> "It's getting bigger. What you wanna do with all of this?"
He teased before reaching under the lip and revealing his swollen fat cock laying underneath.

I slid my hand down under my open fly and started stroking.
> "That view is so hot! It somehow looks even thicker from this angle." - 1:43pm

Three dots appeared under my message.
> "Haha, you know just how fat it really is." - 1:43pm
> "I think it want's your expert touch again ;)" - 1:43pm

I could feel my face flushing with excitement.
> "You want me to come over and help you out with that big boy?" - 1:44pm

A second later, three dots appeared.
> "Would I ever but Jane's downstairs and I'm in the office." - 1:44pm
> "I could really do with unloading this big dick though." - 1:44pm
> "You hard right now?" - 1:45pm

Instantly I responded.
> "Of course. Happens whenever I see that third leg of yours ;)" - 1:45pm

Three dots again.
> "Can I see?" - 1:46pm

My eyes widened in amazement. He wanted to see how hard I got from admiring his cock. I angled the camera down between my legs, holding my dick up against the strain of my erection before taking a photo and sending it back.

Another message from Brian.
> "That's a nice hard cock." - 1:49pm

A smile crept across my face.
> "Thanks man. I prefer yours though ;)" - 1:50pm

Within a few seconds, he responded.
> "Fuck, I'm really hard and need to cum. Been holding it in since this morning. Want to jerk off together?" - 1:50pm

Adrenaline started rushing through my veins as I bashed out a reply.
> "Yeah, that would be really hot! You sure you won't get caught?" - 1:51pm

Three dots appeared.
> "Don't worry about that, she's busy making plans with her friends." - 1:52pm

Just then, a video call request popped up. Caught off guard, I accepted the call to find my screen filled with Brian's enormous cock while he stroked it. I nervously took mine out and started stroking as well, realising I hadn't ever done a live video call with my cock in hand before.

I could hear Brian's lustful breaths against the microphone as he moved his fist up and down his beautiful cock steadily. At first, I found it awkward holding the phone while trying to stroke my dick at the same time. I felt self-conscious for a moment until I stopped worrying about how my cock looked in comparison to his and focused instead on what I was seeing and hearing.
> "Mmm fuck."
He whispered softly as he continued stroking. A small bead of pre-cum started to form at the tip of his cock and he moved the camera closer. Dabbing his finger in it, he stretched out a strand of his pre-cum that slowly sagged back down against the side of his shaft. He brought his finger up past the camera and I could hear an audible slurp as he licked his finger clean.

I let out a gasp.

Despite fumbling at the start of the call, I was rock hard again anticipating the sight of Brian unloading his fat cock for me. He picked up the pace of his strokes while speaking in hush tones.
> "Oh, you're gonna make me cum. Where do you want it?"

With some trepidation, I answered with a fevered intensity.
> "Fuck I want your cum in my mouth so bad."

He talked back.
> "Yeah? You want me to breed that mouth of yours so you can swallow every drop?"

I felt myself getting close to the edge.
> "Oh fuck yeah! Fill me up with your seed!"

He struggled a hushed grunt.
> "Unh, fuuuck!"

Cum started spurting out of the tip of his horse-cock. Splashes ejaculated over his stomach repeatedly and ran down his hand. That was all it took and I felt myself release. Spurts of my cum flew threw the air off camera before I angled the phone to show how far I was shooting.
> "Oh fuck! Ohh fuck!"
I groaned as quietly as I could while emptying my load across the floor of my room.

Moments later, both spent, we let go of our cocks and inspected the mess we made before the call ended as abruptly as it started.

Those familiar three dots appeared.
> "That was hot! You made quite the mess!" - 2:12pm

Reassured by his enthusiasm, I responded.
> "Yeah, that was really hot. I'm not quite as messy as when you covered me the last time though ;)" - 2:13pm

A few seconds later, he wrote back.
> "I promise next time won't be as messy. I'll make sure not to spill a drop." - 2:14pm

My eyes grew wide in a mixture of curiosity and surprise.
> "You want to unload that cock down my throat again?" - 2:14pm

Another three dots.
> "Wouldn't want to forget the other hole." - 2:15pm

I opened my mouth in shock.
> "I'm gonna struggle to take that massive tool of yours." - 2:15pm

He quickly replied.
> "I'll take my time and go nice and slow." - 2:16pm
> "Been curious for a while what it would feel like to be balls deep in your ass." - 2:16pm

Suddenly I noticed how much I had been sweating after jerking off with him.
> "Now that you mention it, I've been curious about that too." - 2:17pm

He swiftly responded back.
> "Looking forward to it mate. In fact, I'm starting to get hard again just thinking about it." - 2:17pm

*Buzz*
Another picture popped up. The view was up between his legs as he sat up in bed, covered in his own juices with his mammoth cock looming forward.
> "But I don't want to risk getting caught, so until the next time!" - 2:18pm

It was settled then. I would finally discover what it felt like to get fucked by the biggest man I had ever met.

 

[bmagic]

Love your story when you first put it out but this one is kind of difficult to read with all the scrolling from side to side you have to do.

 

[HankWanker]

Too difficult to read

 

[vincegre]

Impossible to read

 

[Krobbie1954]

What folk are trying to say that in this format the pages are too hard to read as they go right off the left hand side of the page and you have to keep dragging each page to the right to read the lines. Much to difficult. Bummer.

 

[Man2kiss]

Agreed. Needs reformatting

 

[wellness2]

Sorry to hear about the formatting issues; I’ll try to re-post it!

 

[Krobbie1954]

Che

Sorry to hear about the formatting issues; I’ll try to re-post it!

Cheers, that would be helpful. Obviously plenty want to read it.

 

[wellness2]

I decided to post the re-formatted stories to their original thread here: Rising to a neighbour's challenge

 

[hunter1958]

Love your story when you first put it out but this one is kind of difficult to read with all the scrolling from side to side you have to do.

Copy it to a MSWord document

 

[Krobbie1954]

Copy it to a MSWord document

It’s already done and up. Rising to a neighbour's challenge

 

[cobra8]

Another shrug. He let go of his cock, letting it fall down with a gentle slap against his hairy stomach. His penis reached all the way up to just cover his bellybutton. He rested both hands on either thigh as if presenting his cock in front of me. I looked in surprise for a moment finding it hard to believe this was happening. Reaching out towards it I searched his face for a sign he was about to flinch, revealing it was all a tease. Nothing. His eyes were focused on the porn video despite clearly noticing my outstretched hand closing in.

I carefully wrapped my hand around his manhood while picking it up and squeezing it gently, testing how firm it felt. It was heavy. It looked like it would quite easily fill both my hands. Looking up briefly to check his reaction, I reached over with my other hand to test my suspicion. I was right; grabbing it at the base, stacking my hands together, I held more than two fistfuls of his thick warm shaft with the tip poking out above. I was distracted with exploring this perfect specimen of virility I held in my hands. With soft strokes, admiring how powerful and strong it felt, I inspected every inch of his penis. He was more than a match for the pornstar in the video playing on my phone. Thick enough I could barely close my fists completely around and curved just a little, pleasantly tilting upwards. It felt solid with a slight flexibility, not too rigid but by no means squishy soft either. The girthy shaft stretched upwards smoothly ending in a neat and thick-rimmed foreskin with a beautiful helmet-shaped tip. I was mesmerised by it.

Eventually, realising I had been admiring holding his manhood in my hands slack-jawed for a while in silence, I gulped and struggled a sentence.
> “You have a truly beautiful cock. I still can’t believe how big it is.”

He shrugged his eyebrows with a confident smirk.
> “Told you I was the biggest out of my mates.”
His attention was fixed on the girl in the video giving a blowjob.

Aroused by the idea of how he'd react given the same pleasure, I teased.
> “Anyone ever properly deep-throated this horse-cock of yours?”

Immediately he shook his head.
> “Nah. No one’s ever really been able to do it. Always been curious to see what the fuss was about but never met anyone talented enough.”
His cock started throbbing noticeably in my hands.

I paused between strokes, offering a hopeful suggestion.
> “Well, I’ve never deep-throated a guy as big as you before but I’ve managed it on another guy. He seemed to get really excited when his cock hit the back of my throat.”
Just then, a bead of pre-cum drooled out between the slit in the meaty tip of his cock and slid down the side of my hand.
> “I’m curious to see if I can manage yours. I mean, I’ve already been playing around with it in my hands, any harm in letting me suck it?”
I looked back up at him.

His mouth opened slightly, pausing while watching the girl sucking off the guy in the porn video. His head tilted slightly as he shrugged again.

I sat up in my chair and bent over his lap, before realising I’d need more room.
> “Can I take these off?”
I tugged at his underwear still halfway down his thighs. He nodded. I pulled them down before leaning over his lap again, resting a hand on his leg.

A pair of smooth round balls hung heavy just underneath his cock. I could tell he had trimmed them. Laying his cock back up against his stomach, exposing his balls more, I manoeuvered my head down to get close. I could feel the heat rising off his groin towards my face as I leaned in, opening my mouth and extending my tongue. A faint musk hit my nose while I bathed his balls with my saliva, savouring them with soft warm licks. I briefly closed my eyes breathing in his scent and I started to think about how much cum was just waiting to be released from his heavy sack. As I took his balls into my mouth one at a time, I could feel the musky skin tighten around them slowly as they bunched up, getting ready for action.

With one hand holding his cock, I painted my tongue from his balls all the way up the underside of his thick and meaty shaft stopping just below the opening at the tip. Pulling his foreskin up, covering it completely, I slid my tongue underneath, tracing around every corner, enjoying the feeling of being sandwiched between the skin of his cock. After briefly indulging, I pulled it back down, revealing the glistening wet head flush with excitement.

He let out a gasp. I could tell he was enjoying this almost as much as I was, trying to anticipate what I’d do next. I put my attention towards his cock-head, painting it on my tongue, exploring every detail of it. Stopping at the firing end of his dick, I let the tip of my tongue sink in, tasting where his man juices had erupted from countless times before imagining briefly with how much force they'd shoot out of that hole. Another gasp. At this point, I couldn't take it any longer and had to satisfy my curiosity. I wanted to feel every inch of the entire length of his cock stretching out every part of my throat, filling it completely. I pushed downwards, sinking his cock deep into my mouth slowly. For a moment, I hit a gag point just after halfway. Tears started welling in my eyes as I gulped and swallowed, hoping it would pass until before I knew it, I made more room and could accommodate more of his meat. Before long, my nose was sitting just above his balls. He was buried all the way down. I could feel his cock making room inside me, filling every empty space, twitching with pleasure as he let out a louder gasp. I felt a wave of euphoria with his enormous manhood buried inside me.

My eyes begin to water once again and I realised I needed to come up for air. As I slid it all the way back out, I held onto his cock and took a few breaths while stroking it a bit faster than before. I looked up to see him looking down at me amazed.
> “Fuck! No-one's ever done that to me before!”

My hands glided along his cock, now slippery with my saliva as I proudly replied
> “I bet you didn’t think I would manage.”
Smiling at how much he was enjoying it.
> “I could feel your cock twitching when it was in my throat. Almost wondered if you were going to cum for a moment.”

His eyes widened.
> “I haven’t cum in a few days, so I might be full.”
He started breathing heavily in excitement.

I looked back down.
> “Do you want me to empty these full balls for you?”
I taunted with a false innocence.

He nodded anxiously.

I teased further.
> “Do you want to see what it feels like to unload all that cum while you're balls deep in my throat?”
Just then I caught another bead of pre-cum drooling out of his cock. I looked back up at him nodding dumbly while panting.

I took his cock into my mouth again savouring the flavour of his sticky pre-cum and started sliding my tongue along the underside of the shaft, thrusting it in and out. With one hand stroking the base of his cock, I grabbed his balls with my other hand and tugged it gently for leverage to help me stuff his fat penis into my throat over and over. With every thrust, his foreskin retracted, leaving my tongue access to slide across the most sensitive part. His panting grew stronger. I started to feel his cock head stiffen as it probed the back of my throat repeatedly. As I brought him closer to the edge, I felt his hand gently rest on the back of my head, encouraging me to keep going.

I felt his balls start to rise up and tighten in my grip. Just then, I heard his panting change tone into a breathy groan as he pushed my head down gently a little further each time I slid his cock down my throat. My cock was already standing tall and rock hard as I reached down to jerk myself off.

His breathing hitched.
> “Oh fuck! Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!”
He gasped.

I felt a splash of cum pour out between the thrusts and greedily slid his cock all the way to the back of my throat.
He let out a guttural groan
> “Uuuughhhhh fuuuuuck!”
With his cock pressed against my tongue, I could feel stream after stream of cum shooting it's way down his shaft in pulses. As it splashed and spilled down the back of my throat I swallowed eagerly and rolled my eyes back in a moment of ecstasy.

That was all it took and I started to cum as well, shooting up into the air while I struggled to gulp down his seed while he filled me with it.

After the rush of climaxing I noticed I was about to pass out and needed to come up for air. I slid his cock out quickly and gasped catching my breath as he panted loudly.
> “Ahhh! Ahhh!”
While I held both our cocks, one in each hand. Another spurt of cum oozed out of his cock and I instinctively leaned over to lap it up.
> “Ohh!”
He shuddered, overstimulated.

I immediately stopped.
> “Sorry, I was a bit thirsty.”
I said with a cheeky grin while looking back up at him.

Exhausted and still panting, he looked back at me.
> “Fuck. I didn’t know it could feel that good getting a blowjob.”
He said squinting and catching his breath as sweat poured down his temples.
> “You really know what you’re doing!”
He said with amazement.

Still holding his cock, I smirked back.
> “Well I told you I’d empty your balls.”
Looking back down at his cock, bobbing around lazily in my hand.
> “You were pretty full alright.”
Squeezing my fingers along the length of his shaft, the last strands of cum drooled out of his softening cock.
> “I bet no-one’s offered to clean you up before.”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
> “What do you mean?”
He asked between exhausted breaths.

I leaned over towards his cock and licked the entire length of his cock, lapping up the cum dangling from the tip and every drop I could find before looking back at him. He sat there with a fascinated pleasure. I noticed a few stray drops of his cum had made their way to the base of his balls, and I ducked back down to lick them up as well. As he regained his breath I lost myself again in the pure fascination of enjoying this man's perfect penis before me, slowly licking every inch of while it softened, nursing on it, feeling it slowly retreat in my mouth and hands. Finally, I couldn't help but give it a gentle kiss right at the opening where I had received the gift of his seed.

After a moment, he looked down at me with a bemused chuckle.
> “You really are a connoisseur after all.”
He joked as I got up and we both pulled our shorts up.

I looked back with a wry smile.
> “I guess you just had the kind of satisfying girth I was craving.”
I smirked while stretching overhead.

His eyes heavy with tiredness.
> “Well, I’ll definitely sleep well tonight. Thanks for that.”
He said stifling a yawn while smiling.

I teased back.
> “Hey, what are neighbours for right?”
I said with a raised eyebrow.

He smiled.
> “In that case, I’d be more than happy if you wanted to help *me* out every now and then neighbour.”
He winked.

Sexy story! I like your descriptions especially the detailed cock fascination.

 

[older4younger]

Love your story when you first put it out but this one is kind of difficult to read with all the scrolling from side to side you have to do.

Well said that man. Which is why I’ve scrolled straight past it. This is just impossible to read.

Sorry to hear about the formatting issues; I’ll try to re-post it!

I’d appreciate it if you would reformat it. And I will read it. Drop me a message when you do.

 

[jthomasmpls]

Well said that man. Which is why I’ve scrolled straight past it. This is just impossible to read.







I’d appreciate it if you would reformat it. And I will read it. Drop me a message when you do.

the link to the reformatted story is a couple posts up

 

[fireman1294]

What folk are trying to say that in this format the pages are too hard to read as they go right off the left hand side of the page and you have to keep dragging each page to the right to read the lines. Much to difficult. Bummer.

Agreed