Just You and Me - Neighborhood Secret - Gauze 5
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When you sight back on your life, it’s frequently possible to pinpoint certain specific moments when its course was altered indelibly.You uncommonly understand the significance of a moment while it’s happening… but then there are those practices which are so immensely mind-blowing, you just know, there and then, that nothing in your life will ever be the same again. And this is just what happened to me last Saturday night…My neighbor, Mr. ...My neighbor, Mr. Bonds, is a supreme guy. We’re about the same age and we have a bunch in common, most notably the fact that he’s into dudes as well. I can’t tell you how relieved I was when I detected that particular fact, largely because I didn’t want to face a plenty of curtain-twitching and disapproving looks every time I brought a dude home.The other day, he invited me over for a three way with a especially sexy young dude I’d seen him with on numerous occasions. I was astounded when he revealed that the boy was actually his , Myott!It took a while for that particular chunk of information to filter in. My brain immediately embarked producing all kinds of crazy thoughts. I couldn’t tell if the idea was indeed super-hot or just plain weird, but eyeing them together immediately put the whole thing stiffly into the category of “super sexy.”Myott was definitely pretty awesome in bed. In fact, I invited him over to mine the following evening for a one-on-one encounter!Now, this is the moment when I come throughout like a indeed bad …My , Marcus, comes to remain with me quite regularly. He has his own key. He lets himself in. It’s all cool. Of course, he has been known to emerge while I’m in the middle of “entertaining,” but rather luckily he’s never caught me red-handed. I always make sure my guest room door is stiffly closed, and he knows when the door’s shut, I’m not to be disturbed.I don’t know why I left behind to close the door with Myott last Saturday night. It was most likely because I was so revved on that my head wasn’t permitting me to think logically. Myott’s lips were wrapped highly stiffly around my dick when Marcus let himself in.Everything went into a sort of slow maneuverability as I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs. In retrospect, I realize I should have thrown Myott off me immediately, and made a dash to close the guest room door, but the moment just sensed so intense. I didn’t want it to stop and I somehow controlled to woo myself that Marcus would remain downstairs and watch TV or something.Of course, this wasn’t the case.Marcus looked pretty shocked when he realized what was going on.Poor dude just stood in the cave with a frozen sight of funk on his face. It was almost like he was attempting to sight away, but somehow couldn’t…And then something freaky happened. We made eye contact.And, at that moment, a line was immediately crossed.I allowed Myott to proceed to do what he was doing. skimpy boy never once knew he was being watched… But, I dunno, the practice of eyeing Marcus watching was most likely the most profound thing which has ever happened to me.When he pulled his solid dick out of his trousers and embarked to jack it, my head was officially blown! Nothing about what was happening was suitable or justifiable, but it happened. I fucked Myott real rock-hard and jizzed deep inwards his cock-squeezing little ass, looking into the face of my own .It took me a while to pluck up the courage to chat to Marcus about what had happened. I sensed ashamed, embarrassed, and nervous… But I still found myself thinking about it all the time, remembering how it sensed to be balls deep in a slot while looking at my boy. Almost as if I were pulverizing him! The thought did something mischievous for me. And it got me rock-hard all over again…The next morning, I found Marcus sitting on his sofa and determined the time had come to chat about the elephant in the room. I sat myself down next to him and blurted out something along the lines of; “that was weird, right?” And he said, “a little.”He’s never been one for more words than absolutely necessary! What was most likely a little more freaky was that, as I glowed crimson with embarrassment, attempting to put my feelings into words, he embarked absentmindedly toying with his dick! It immediately made my head spin.I didn’t know what to do. It was clear the boy was rock-hard as a rock in his skimpy undies and I could perceive my meatpipe beginning to throb in direct response. Maybe he was thinking about it as much as I was!I put my arm around him, protectively, repeating a mantra in my head which said “back off… be a …” Memories of key moments in our life together displayed thru my head, but my brain kept taking me back to the memory of him standing in my guest room door, stroking his big, thick dick - perving at me with his beautiful, innocent eyes.I ran my forearm up and down his chest. I was attempting to reassure him in a paternal-like gesture, but his figure sensed so good……And then it just happened. We kissed. It was immediately sexual. There was no doubt about it in either of our heads. I kept attempting to pull away. “Back off… be a … back off…” But it was no good, I needed more. The line had been crossed. It had been crossed even before I ambled in the room. Everything was already different and new… But boy did my know how to kiss!I assume he was working entirely on instinct. We’ve always been fully open with each other and I know he’s kissed several nymphs and done nothing more, but there we were, on his bed, making out like lovers.He was, in fairness, jiggling like a leaf, but his conclude inexperience was definitely not showing in any other way. I took the lead and kissed down his body. And shortly we were shirtless and he was running his sensitive fingers thru the hairs on my chest.Everything sensed so unexpectedly natural. Like all the rules and don’ts went away and we were just 2 guys, exploring each other, loving each other…He embarked to unbuckle my jeans, and for one final moment, I honestly thought about retreating, but I looked down at him, running his greedy tongue over the bulge in my trunks and knew we needed to keep going…Is a meant to contemplate taking his ’s virginity? Surely the idea alone should be entirely off limits, but when he embarked to pull my trunks down, I could think about nothing else.My dick was rock rock-hard as he embarked to sniff it with his mouth. He was shortly gargling me in a way which entirely blew my mind. I kept wanting to ask where he’d learned these abilities - but at the same time knew that he’d been with no one in the flesh. Nothing made sense, so I just gave into the moment and allowed the sways of extreme sexual passion to crash thru every inch of my body.I swiftly pulled his trunks down. His peachy, smooth, little backside was more provocative than any I think I’ve ever seen. Part of me couldn’t have sensed any more proud! That was my boy. My glorious boy. The next thing I knew, my tongue was lodged deep in his slot and he was wailing like I’d never heard before!The more I ate him out, the more I dreamed him, and the more taking him embarked to perceive like my duty. I know it sounds immensely messed up, but I dreamed to be his first. I dreamed to show him how epic it could be. To make it exclusive and memorable. But also for him to know that I would always be there for him. And that something as powerful and important as this could be collective with someone who likes and cares for him.I shoved fingers into him, gently greasing him up, leisurely prepping him for the moment he’d never forget.He cooed that he dreamed more, and I didn’t need to be asked twice. I dragged him to the end of the bed, stood behind him, lined my dick up with his ludicrously cock-squeezing slot and went for it.The perceiving of popping my boy’s cherry was more strenuous than I could ever have predicted. He immediately embarked yelping and every fiber of my being embarked saying me to pull out. The one thing you never desire of doing is hurting your boy, but I realized the sobs were stalling and he was loosening into the experience.Then he told me not to stop. And abruptly I was driving my big dick in and out of him like crazy. My nut were immediately asking to erupt and I shoved him right down onto the sofa so I could get in real deep.I kept saying myself not to go total tilt despite wanting to drill the living daylights out of him. I could perceive my wanks getting quicker and firmer and released before I came too quickly.I lay on the sofa so that he could have more control of the situation and he took to that posture indeed well. We even embarked to kiss. And, from that moment on, everything sensed so natural and right. I shoved his gams real broad apart and fucked deep into his lil tummy with long, polishing strokes. He kept saying me not to stop, but I wouldn’t have been able to if I tried.I shoved him onto his side and railed him like that from behind as he jerked his boy dick quicker and faster… and then, just like that, he exploded. I looked down at his dick as phat ribbons of pearl juice flew out of it.The muscles in his backside throbbed in unison, wringing my dick and made me desperate to cum, but I pulled out. I don’t know what made me take a step back like that. I guess it sensed important not to rush into shooting inwards my boy. That’s a whole other thing… and we have all the time in the world to get there...
When you sight back on your life, it’s frequently possible to pinpoint certain specific moments when its course was altered indelibly.You uncommonly understand the significance of a moment while it’s happening… but then there are those practices which are so immensely mind-blowing, you just know, there and then, that nothing in your life will ever be the same again. And this is just what happened to me last Saturday night…My neighbor, Mr. ...My neighbor, Mr. Bonds, is a supreme guy. We’re about the same age and we have a bunch in common, most notably the fact that he’s into dudes as well. I can’t tell you how relieved I was when I detected that particular fact, largely because I didn’t want to face a plenty of curtain-twitching and disapproving looks every time I brought a dude home.The other day, he invited me over for a three way with a especially sexy young dude I’d seen him with on numerous occasions. I was astounded when he revealed that the boy was actually his , Myott!It took a while for that particular chunk of information to filter in. My brain immediately embarked producing all kinds of crazy thoughts. I couldn’t tell if the idea was indeed super-hot or just plain weird, but eyeing them together immediately put the whole thing stiffly into the category of “super sexy.”Myott was definitely pretty awesome in bed. In fact, I invited him over to mine the following evening for a one-on-one encounter!Now, this is the moment when I come throughout like a indeed bad …My , Marcus, comes to remain with me quite regularly. He has his own key. He lets himself in. It’s all cool. Of course, he has been known to emerge while I’m in the middle of “entertaining,” but rather luckily he’s never caught me red-handed. I always make sure my guest room door is stiffly closed, and he knows when the door’s shut, I’m not to be disturbed.I don’t know why I left behind to close the door with Myott last Saturday night. It was most likely because I was so revved on that my head wasn’t permitting me to think logically. Myott’s lips were wrapped highly stiffly around my dick when Marcus let himself in.Everything went into a sort of slow maneuverability as I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs. In retrospect, I realize I should have thrown Myott off me immediately, and made a dash to close the guest room door, but the moment just sensed so intense. I didn’t want it to stop and I somehow controlled to woo myself that Marcus would remain downstairs and watch TV or something.Of course, this wasn’t the case.Marcus looked pretty shocked when he realized what was going on.Poor dude just stood in the cave with a frozen sight of funk on his face. It was almost like he was attempting to sight away, but somehow couldn’t…And then something freaky happened. We made eye contact.And, at that moment, a line was immediately crossed.I allowed Myott to proceed to do what he was doing. skimpy boy never once knew he was being watched… But, I dunno, the practice of eyeing Marcus watching was most likely the most profound thing which has ever happened to me.When he pulled his solid dick out of his trousers and embarked to jack it, my head was officially blown! Nothing about what was happening was suitable or justifiable, but it happened. I fucked Myott real rock-hard and jizzed deep inwards his cock-squeezing little ass, looking into the face of my own .It took me a while to pluck up the courage to chat to Marcus about what had happened. I sensed ashamed, embarrassed, and nervous… But I still found myself thinking about it all the time, remembering how it sensed to be balls deep in a slot while looking at my boy. Almost as if I were pulverizing him! The thought did something mischievous for me. And it got me rock-hard all over again…The next morning, I found Marcus sitting on his sofa and determined the time had come to chat about the elephant in the room. I sat myself down next to him and blurted out something along the lines of; “that was weird, right?” And he said, “a little.”He’s never been one for more words than absolutely necessary! What was most likely a little more freaky was that, as I glowed crimson with embarrassment, attempting to put my feelings into words, he embarked absentmindedly toying with his dick! It immediately made my head spin.I didn’t know what to do. It was clear the boy was rock-hard as a rock in his skimpy undies and I could perceive my meatpipe beginning to throb in direct response. Maybe he was thinking about it as much as I was!I put my arm around him, protectively, repeating a mantra in my head which said “back off… be a …” Memories of key moments in our life together displayed thru my head, but my brain kept taking me back to the memory of him standing in my guest room door, stroking his big, thick dick - perving at me with his beautiful, innocent eyes.I ran my forearm up and down his chest. I was attempting to reassure him in a paternal-like gesture, but his figure sensed so good……And then it just happened. We kissed. It was immediately sexual. There was no doubt about it in either of our heads. I kept attempting to pull away. “Back off… be a … back off…” But it was no good, I needed more. The line had been crossed. It had been crossed even before I ambled in the room. Everything was already different and new… But boy did my know how to kiss!I assume he was working entirely on instinct. We’ve always been fully open with each other and I know he’s kissed several nymphs and done nothing more, but there we were, on his bed, making out like lovers.He was, in fairness, jiggling like a leaf, but his conclude inexperience was definitely not showing in any other way. I took the lead and kissed down his body. And shortly we were shirtless and he was running his sensitive fingers thru the hairs on my chest.Everything sensed so unexpectedly natural. Like all the rules and don’ts went away and we were just 2 guys, exploring each other, loving each other…He embarked to unbuckle my jeans, and for one final moment, I honestly thought about retreating, but I looked down at him, running his greedy tongue over the bulge in my trunks and knew we needed to keep going…Is a meant to contemplate taking his ’s virginity? Surely the idea alone should be entirely off limits, but when he embarked to pull my trunks down, I could think about nothing else.My dick was rock rock-hard as he embarked to sniff it with his mouth. He was shortly gargling me in a way which entirely blew my mind. I kept wanting to ask where he’d learned these abilities - but at the same time knew that he’d been with no one in the flesh. Nothing made sense, so I just gave into the moment and allowed the sways of extreme sexual passion to crash thru every inch of my body.I swiftly pulled his trunks down. His peachy, smooth, little backside was more provocative than any I think I’ve ever seen. Part of me couldn’t have sensed any more proud! That was my boy. My glorious boy. The next thing I knew, my tongue was lodged deep in his slot and he was wailing like I’d never heard before!The more I ate him out, the more I dreamed him, and the more taking him embarked to perceive like my duty. I know it sounds immensely messed up, but I dreamed to be his first. I dreamed to show him how epic it could be. To make it exclusive and memorable. But also for him to know that I would always be there for him. And that something as powerful and important as this could be collective with someone who likes and cares for him.I shoved fingers into him, gently greasing him up, leisurely prepping him for the moment he’d never forget.He cooed that he dreamed more, and I didn’t need to be asked twice. I dragged him to the end of the bed, stood behind him, lined my dick up with his ludicrously cock-squeezing slot and went for it.The perceiving of popping my boy’s cherry was more strenuous than I could ever have predicted. He immediately embarked yelping and every fiber of my being embarked saying me to pull out. The one thing you never desire of doing is hurting your boy, but I realized the sobs were stalling and he was loosening into the experience.Then he told me not to stop. And abruptly I was driving my big dick in and out of him like crazy. My nut were immediately asking to erupt and I shoved him right down onto the sofa so I could get in real deep.I kept saying myself not to go total tilt despite wanting to drill the living daylights out of him. I could perceive my wanks getting quicker and firmer and released before I came too quickly.I lay on the sofa so that he could have more control of the situation and he took to that posture indeed well. We even embarked to kiss. And, from that moment on, everything sensed so natural and right. I shoved his gams real broad apart and fucked deep into his lil tummy with long, polishing strokes. He kept saying me not to stop, but I wouldn’t have been able to if I tried.I shoved him onto his side and railed him like that from behind as he jerked his boy dick quicker and faster… and then, just like that, he exploded. I looked down at his dick as phat ribbons of pearl juice flew out of it.The muscles in his backside throbbed in unison, wringing my dick and made me desperate to cum, but I pulled out. I don’t know what made me take a step back like that. I guess it sensed important not to rush into shooting inwards my boy. That’s a whole other thing… and we have all the time in the world to get there...
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