My neighbor, what the heck was he up to?
I got home from running some errands and heard laughter in the backyard. It was kinda strange since I didn’t think anyone would be home. My wife and 2 daughters had left that morning to spend the week with her parents. My son, 18 year old Tom was home for the summer before his senior year at Purdue, but I thought he was at work. I went through the kitchen and out the back slider to the big deck out back. I was a little caught off-guard when I saw my neighbor, Carl, relaxing, shirtless, and chatting with my son Tom.
Carl lives down the block and we’d become good friends after he moved in a few years ago. He moved here after getting divorced but always seemed to have a steady stream of girlfriends coming and going from his place. He’d occasionally bring one around for one of our block parties, but they didn’t usually make it to more than 2 before he’d move on to someone else. He had a great smile and a scruffy appearance that made him very appealing to the ladies… and I’m sure a few men. Sometimes I felt like he was checking me out and I swear he would flirt with me. But hell, I’m a straight guy, how would I know if a guy was flirting with me.
“What’s up guys?” I asked as I came out on the deck. Tom seemed to blush a little, but Carl just gave me a grin as he was lounged back in one of the deck chairs, one arm over his head grasping the back of the chair, his arm pit on full display, just so relaxed and casual. For some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off his furry chest, and what was it about his pit that kept me staring.
“Just catching up with Tom” was Carl’s reply “I hear you guys are all alone for the week”
“Yeah, going to be nice, just us guys”
“Got anything planned?” Carl asked. “Wild party?”
“Wild party?” I laughed “Naw, just Tom and I hanging out, unless you’re planning something” I said to my son.
“Just want to hang out, it’ll be nice to be just us guys” Tom said and again with that blush. I was wondering if there was something else on his mind. I knew that with his sisters and mom there could be a lot of female stuff going on so I was sure he was looking forward to a full week without them around.
Carl chimed in “I hear ya, nice to be free and easy, give you a chance to run around naked, I’m sure your ladies wouldn’t approve”.
“Naked?” I said as I noticed Tom’s eyes light up. I loved being naked, but it never seemed to happen.
“Come on, you mean you don’t run around naked when the ladies are gone?”
Tom finally spoke up "I do when no one's home. I love the feeling of walking around the house naked.”
I looked at my son with a grin thinking he was pulling my leg. But he just smiled back and said “I do Dad”
I was a little shocked, but for some reason my mind immediately started thinking of Tom naked, wondering what his prick looked like and what his ass looked like. Fuck… what the hell?
Carl laughed, stood up and said “Well, no time like the present” and proceeded to kick off his shoes and pull off his sweatpants and then quickly pulled off his boxer briefs. I was about to protest but was mesmerized by the sight of his hairy bush and soft prick. I sat there staring at my neighbor that was now completely naked and then my son jumped up and excitedly exclaimed “Alright!” Tom quickly pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes and socks. He looked me in the eyes as he unbuttons and unzipped his jeans. He was watching me as he pulled them off leaving him with just a pair of white boxer briefs.
“Come on Dad” he said as he lowered his underwear and stood naked before me. I hadn’t seen him completely naked like this in a few years. He was a fine-looking young man. Strong firm legs, neatly trimmed bush, a nice treasure trail that led up to his flat stomach and then fanned out over a broad chest. My eyes wandered back down to his crotch, and I looked at his cock and balls. We had similar looking pricks, but I think my balls were bigger.
“Dad?” Tom quietly asked. I think he thought I disapproved of his nudity. I didn’t want my son to feel that way and slowly stood up “Give your old man a second to catch up” I said as I started kicking off my shoes, then pulling my polo shirt off. I looked at Carl and Tom, standing side by side, watching me as I finally unbuttoned, unzipped my jeans. Taking one last look and giving them a big grin, I lowered both my jeans and underwear in one movement.
“Looking good Joe” Carl said as I felt his eyes roam over my body.
“Yeah Dad, you look good” added Tom. I noticed his eyes roam my body and settle on my cock.
“I think this calls for another beer” I stated as I turned and walked toward the house. I heard someone let out a whistle and Tom say, “Nice ass Dad”. I blushed on my way into the house but accepted the compliment. I do a lot of squats, keeping my back side firm and round. My wife never seems to notice.
My head was spinning but I quickly grabbed a few beers and headed back out to the patio. As I walked out the patio door, I could see the two of them standing close to each other, talking quietly. I wondered what was going on and then I noticed Tom’s cock seemed to be pulsing with life. It was no longer hanging straight down but pointed out, away from his body, and his prick seemed to be bouncing with each heartbeat.
I handed out the beer bottles and we clinked them in a toast. "Here's to fun neighbors" Carl toasted and took a drink from his beer while his free hand went around Tom's waist and pulled him closer. We stood there quickly downing our drinks, my eyes roaming up and down Carl’s and Tom’s body. Cocks on full display, seeming to pulse with life. I took the empty bottles from everyone and moved back toward them. Their arms around each other’s waist, and I think Carl’s was occasionally dropping down to rub Tom’s ass.
I moved closer and put my right arm around Tom’s waist and then reached for Carl with my left. He got the hint and moved in closer so we could form a triangle.
I looked down into the center and watched as Tom's cock grew and expanded. Carl’s cock was also plumping up and mine wasn’t far behind. I looked into Carl’s face and then Tom’s. Was this really happening?
Carl looked me in the eye but leaned toward Tom and gave him a kiss on the lips. “Fuck” I moaned as I watched my son open his mouth accept Carl’s tongue. Carl broke the kiss and turned to me. I looked out of the corner of my eye as Tom watched Carl and I moved in for a kiss. Tom’s mouth opened in an O and his eyes seemed to glaze over as he watched his father make out with a man.
Hands were freely roaming over backs and butts as I finally turned my head away from Carl and looked deep into Tom’s eyes. “Okay?” I asked. Tom nodded and moved in to kiss me. FUCK, I was kissing my own son, and it was so fucking exciting. After a minute, I pulled Carl in closer, and we met in a steamy three way kiss.
We stood there making out two or three at a time. Our rigid cocks were bumping into each other, leaking streams of pre-cum. I turned to Carl and kissed him deeply as my right hand settled on Tom’s bubble butt, I could feel Carl’s left hand was also groping and feeling the taught muscles of my son’s hot ass. I grabbed Carl’s wrist and he pulled away from our kiss a little startled. But I just grinned at him as I moved his hand and placed on Tom’s right shoulder, I then put my hand on Tom’s left shoulder and nodded at Carl. He got the hint and we both applied a little downward pressure and watched as Tom’s eyes lit up and he quickly dropped to his knees.
I never thought I’d see this, but my son was about to put my cock, the cock that made him, into his mouth.
Carl and I watched as Tom took a hold of our cocks, one in each hand, and gave them a few short tugs, milking out a little sap from each of us. And then it happened. Tom looked up as us, at me, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. Watching my reaction as he laid me onto his outstretched tongue.
“Fuck!” I almost screamed as a jolt went through my body. Then I let out a low moan as Tom pulled me in farther and closed his lips around my tool.
I’ve had blowjobs before, but nothing was going to beat this. Tom sucked and savored my cock. I could tell this wasn't his first cock to suck and my mind wandered to who else had had the pleasure of my son's mouth. After a bit he pulled off and moved over to Carl.
“Shit” Carl moaned as my son now sucked on his meat. I made eye contact with Tom as his lips travelled up and down the firm prick of our neighbor. There was something so erotic watching someone suck cock. I grinned at him, "Yeah, suck that cock" I said quietly, showing him my approval as Carl added "Yeah, suck my cock". Tom gave a deep groan in response. He tugged a little on my cock and pulled Carl and I closer together and put both heads in his mouth. I turned to Carl and we started making out as my son sucked both cocks, then just going back and forth between us for a few minutes.
I was getting too close and put my hands into Tom’s armpit, a gentle tug and he knew I wanted him to stand. “Gotta stop, getting to close” I told them.
We stood in our circle again, kissing, rubbing bodies, dicks bobbing up and down with our heartbeats. Fuck this was the most erotic thing I’ve ever done, and somehow, I knew it was going to get better.
Both my hand and Carl’s were feeling up Tom’s ass, pulling the cheeks apart as we made out in our little circle, my fingers deep in his trench, searching out his pucker. I brought my fingers to Tom’s mouth, and he wet them well, knowing where they would be headed. I kissed Tom with a passion I’d never felt before as I again searched out his hole with my spit wet fingers, I teased the ass lips open and then pushed in past the outer muscle and just probed with the tip of my index finger. Carl imitated me and had Tom wet his fingers. I then felt him push his finger in alongside of mine. “Oh fuuuck…” Tom moaned out as we started sawing in and out of his chute.
Carl pulled away from our little circle and I pulled Tom into a kiss and wrapped my other arm around his back as I continued to probed his hole, now with two fingers. I saw Carl drop down behind Tom and he gently pulled my finger from my son’s hot hole. Tom let out groan that was animalistic as I knew Carl was starting to eat my boy’s hole.
I pulled away from Tom looking him in the eyes and said “Carl’s going to get your hole wet and loose, then I’m going to fuck you, stick my dad dick in your ass. “You want that don’t you,” I stated. “You’ve wanted this for a while, haven’t you? Wanted my cock buried in your ass.”
“Oh god yes!” Tom moaned.
A desire burned inside me; one I was never aware of. I held Tom’s face in my hands as I watched the pleasure wash through him as Carl moaned and groaned and licked and slobbered over Tom’s tight pucker. I guided Tom’s head down to my dick “get me wet,” I commanded. Tom complied and took my rigid tool into his mouth, leaving a dripping trail of his spit all over.
“Is he ready Carl?” I asked. Carl reluctantly pulled away from my son’s spit slick hole, holding both cheeks wide apart as he surveyed his work.
“He’s more than ready,” Carl replied.
“Good, so am I,” I breathlessly said as Carl and I quickly switched spots. I now saw my son’s spit slick hole, slightly open, covered in a light dusting of spit-soaked hair. “Fuck,” I moaned out as I ran a finger around the edges of his eager opening.
“Fuck me Dad,” Tom almost yelled before Carl pushed his cock into Tom’s mouth.
I took my cock in hand and ran it up and down his trench, over the sensitive hole, watching as Tom would flex his hole, trying to capture my cock, till I finally pushed the head against his outer ring, applied some pressure and gasped as my cock head and an inch or so of my cock disappeared into the warm, moist innards of my son.
Tom was moaning around Carl’s cock as I pushed a little bit more into his depths. I was transfixed as I watched my cock move into my son, between his muscular ass cheeks. I think I was letting out a guttural growl as my 7 inch, thick, prick was swallowed up. I felt his muscles massage my length till finally my pubes were pressed firmly to him and I had bottomed out.
I finally looked up and Carl’s mouth was opened in an O, his eyes glazed over as he had one hand on the back of Tom’s head, and he slowly thrust his cock in and out of my son’s sucking mouth.
I grabbed Tom’s waist, holding him still, as I extracted half my length, then drove it home all the way. I did that a few times, then started pulling three quarters of the way out and then pushing all the way in. I was so keyed up, watching my dick disappear and reappear, watching the muscles on Tom’s back ripple, his butt cheeks jiggle, the way Carl thrusted in, the play of Carl’s abs, all of it. I wasn’t going to last long and reached under Tom to feel his hard cock, dripping with pre-cum, which I slathered all around his shaft as I stroked him to the rhythm of my thrust. I wanted Tom to cum with me.
“I’m going to cum, going to fill you with my load son… get… ready…,” I groaned out.
Carl gasped out a “me too,” as he pulled Tom in close and let out a low groan, trying his best not to announce to the whole neighborhood that he was cumming.
I could feel Tom’s stiff member swell as I stroked him. I thrust a couple more times and let out my own growl of “FUCK…,” as my balls sent forth several volleys of spunk deep into Tom’s bowels. Tom had swallowed Carl’s load and let the still hard prick out of his mouth and breathlessly said “Cum… fuck…” incoherently as I felt his cock pulse and heard a few splats as his load landed on the deck while his body shook and quivered through his orgasm. The last of his load dribbled out and covered my hand.
Tom was still bent over, and Carl came around to watch my cock slowly emerge from the tight confines. We watched as a small drool of cum came out as well before Tom squeezed his hole tight and kept the rest in.
Tom stood erect and turned to face me, a broad grin on his face, a look of pure satisfaction. I looked on him in awe till we meet in a kiss. I could taste a little of Carl’s load in Tom’s mouth, wondering how it would taste directly from the source. I opened my eyes and made eye contact with Carl. As Tom and I continued kissing I lowered both hands to my son’s ass and pulled them apart, exposing his slightly puffy pucker for Carl’s view. I broke the kiss and asked Tom “Are you ready for another.”
“Oh fuck yeah,” he moaned in ecstasy. I winked at Carl as he moved behind Tom, gave his still hard cock a couple strokes, ran his fingers over Tom’s wet hole and rubbed some of the spit and cum onto his cock. I watched Tom’s eyes as Carl pushed his cock in. The look of pure joy as he took his second cock of the afternoon brought a wicked grin to my face. It was so fucking hot watching him get dicked. His body shaking and jiggling as Carl picked up speed, smacking his hips into Tom’s firm ass cheeks.
“You like that don’t you,” i stated to Tom as I watched his face contort in pleasure. “You like having a cock in your ass, a man’s cock fucking into you.”
Tom let out a low groan as I hit his deep desire. Carl moaned out “I’m cumming,” as he grasps Tom’s hips and slammed in a couple more times before his nut joined mine in my son’s depths.
That was the beginning of the best week of my life. Carl spent most of his free time with us that first weekend, even sleeping with us in my king-sized bed. I lost track of how many loads we fucked into or feed Tom, but my cock was raring to go each and every time.
