Some erotic fiction from me -
I guess it’s a sign of the times we are living in now; no-one ever really seems to get to know their neighbours in the way that they did when I was younger. I have been living in this house now for around 4 years and I know the name of one couple who live across the street, am on ‘hello’ terms with the lady who lives next door but one, and I think that’s about it. If I met any of the other neighbours when out and about I would probably walk right past them. The house next door is occupied by a young guy around 25 or 26 and I’ve seen him come and go quite a bit but have only said hello once since he moved in about a year ago. His name is Andy, but I only know that because the postman has put his mail through my box in error a couple of times. He’s a sporty guy – invariably when I see him come in or go out he has a kit bag of some sort with him. He’s also kinda cute, and obviously his sport activities keep him in good shape; I’ve seen him in shorts and t-shirt a few times and he has a great body and a great pair of legs.
A couple of weeks ago I was coming home from work and as I was walking up the driveway, Andy came around from the back of his house and I noticed his arm was in plaster.
“Hi there, been in the wars have you?” I shouted across
“Yeah, decided to try flying lessons. Was out on the mountain bike, hit a rock and went flying over the handlebars. Broke my arm in 3 places.”
“Not too clever. Are you coping ok?”
“Sort of. It had to be my right arm of course so it does make life a bit awkward, but my sister lives just a few miles away so she pops in every other day and helps me out with stuff”
“That’s good then. Well if you need a hand with anything, feel free to knock on the door and I’ll help if I can”
“Cheers, thanks for that. I’m Andy by the way”
“Hi Andy, it’s Steve here. You take care of yourself”
Yep, he was definitely a cutie. I made a note to myself that I had to get to know him better.
A week or so later I was heading out to the supermarket when I saw Andy at the window. I waved at him to come to the door. “I’m just heading out for some groceries, do you need anything?” I asked.
“Actually, there are a couple of things I could do with if you don’t mind” he replied.
I went over to his house and he invited me in while he had a quick check through his kitchen cupboards. I saw a notepad on the kitchen table so I took out my pen and got ready to make a list. “Fire away” I said “What do you need” He gave me a list of a few things and I jotted them down then headed off. An hour or so later I was back ringing his doorbell.
“Oh that’s great Steve. Thank you so much for that. My sister was due to come today but one of her kids is sick so she called off. This will keep me going until she can do a full shopping run for me.”
“No problem” I replied “Glad to be able to help. Just shout if you need anything else”
I went back home to unpack my own groceries, feeling contented that I had actually done a good deed for a neighbour for once, and also because I was finally starting to get to know the young cutie next door at last.
A couple more weeks passed with no further calls for help. I didn't really see much of him at all during this time. I was out in the front garden tidying around one afternoon when I heard a call from next door.
“Hi stranger – how’s things with you”, Andy shouted over
“Yeah not too bad thanks, just trying to sort out some of this mess before it gets out of hand. How’s the arm doing?”
“Getting better, but still driving me crazy. Am going nuts being stuck in the house all day – I get easily bored. You got time for a coffee?” ,he asked
“Sure, why not. Any excuse to put this off until another day” I replied, and I cleared away what I was doing and went over to Andy’s place.
I knocked on the open door and he shouted at me to come on in. He was in the kitchen with a fresh pot of coffee all ready for us. We sat and chatted for ages about sport, the news, holidays and other general stuff. There were a few times between topics when I got the feeling he was going to ask me something, but then he would just start another conversation and off we went again, rambling on for ages. Soon there was another pause.
“Is everything ok?” I asked “Is there something else I can help you out with?”
“Well...............actually.........” he started “................no, it doesn’t matter really”
“What is it? It can’t be that bad. If I can help out please just ask.”
“Well..............do you mind if I ask you a personal question?” he finally spurted out
“Sure, go ahead”
“Do you.............do you shave?” he asked
“Yeah, for the last 25 years or so” I replied, laughing
He started to blush. “No, I mean.........do you shave..................down below” he added, with his eyes moving to my crotch
“Ah, now we’re getting somewhere” I smiled
“Oh jeez, I can’t believe I just asked you that” he said, blushing and holding his head down.
“Don’t be daft” I said laughing again “It’s no big deal, loads of guys do it these days, and we’re all just guys together here aren’t we? We all have the same equipment after all, nothing to be embarrassed about. So do you shave ‘down below’ then?”
“Well I like to, but it’s been a bit of a struggle since I did my arm in” he replied. “I am useless with my left hand. I can just about manage to get the worst of the stubble off my face, and my sister helps me out a couple of times a week. She used to shave my dad when he was ill so she is quite good now. But I am not having much luck keeping trim in the old crotch area, and I can hardly ask my sister to help out with that, can I”
“No, I guess not” I said smiling “That could be stretching her brotherly love just a bit far”
“Do you want me to help you out?” I asked
“Well that was what was going through my head when I asked you over, but now I’m not so sure. I feel a bit of a jerk asking you” he said, bowing his head down again.
“Oh for heaven’s sake Andy, if you want to get yourself tidied up it’s really not a big deal. It’s obviously bothering you so think how much better you will feel when you’re all clean and smooth again. Let’s just do it right now before you change your mind – you get yourself into the bedroom and I’ll grab your shaving stuff from the bathroom”
I took him buy the arm and guided him to his bedroom before he knew what was happening. I sat him on the edge of the bed and went into the bathroom and grabbed a couple of towels. When I went back into the bedroom I laid out one of the towels on the bed. “Right sir – get your kit off and lie out on this towel and I’ll be back in a couple of minutes.”
Poor guy looked a bit stunned, but just nodded as I left the room.
I returned with a basin of hot water, some shaving cream, his razor and some lotion. Andy was sitting on the bed. His shorts and underwear were on the floor next to the bed and he had the towel wrapped around his waist. He still didn’t seem convinced this was a good idea.
“Here’s the plan” I said “you just lie back and pretend you are in one of these fancy spa places and just leave me to get on with it. I promise I won’t cut your balls off!”
Reluctantly, he lay down on the bed. I leaned over and unwrapped the towel from around his waist and opened it up, then I knelt down on the floor between his legs. Having him lie back was a great move as it meant I could have a real good look at his equipment without him seeing the sheer lust in my eyes as I did so.
He was definitely now more than just a cutie – he was a bit of a hunk! He had a great pair of legs, very muscular and hairy. His cock looked like it would be around the 8 inch mark when ready for action and he had a large – and heavy – pair of balls too. I had already assured him he would feel so much better when we had finished, and I now knew that I was going to be loving the experience too!
I took the flannel I had found in the bathroom and soaked it in the warm water before gently wiping around his cock and balls to get them wet, ready for lathering up. He wriggled around a bit at first but soon seemed to relax again. I put some shave cream into my hands and started to massage it all around his balls, then onto the shaft of his cock. I heard him moan softly, but it wasn’t really a moan of delight, more one of embarrassment. As I continued to massage in the shaving cream I could feel the first signs of a hard-on developing.
“Oh god I knew this would happen” he said, sounding very agitated.
“Will you just relax” I said, trying to re-assure him. “You’re lying naked on your bed with a guy massaging your cock and balls for the first time. I would be more worried if you DIDN’T get a hard on!” I laughed. And he wasn’t the only one – there was a distinct growth occurring in my own crotch too!
When he was all creamed up I reached for the razor. I was pleased to see he had one of the ‘vibrating’ razors that I use. The gentle vibration is designed to give a better shave, but when used on your cock and balls it is also extremely horny. I took hold of his heavy balls and lifted them, pulling the skin tight, and started to shave with gentle upward strokes. As he hadn’t had a decent shave lately, his balls were quite hairy but the hair was very soft and was coming away easily. He seemed to be relaxing into it now and his hard-on calmed down a bit while I took care of his balls, one at a time. It was then time to move onto his cock. I took hold of the thick shaft in my hand and pulled at it gently so that I could get a clean line around the edge of his pubes and the base of his cock. Almost immediately, I felt it starting to grow again. I quickly shaved from the base of his shaft, down its length before he got too hard, then back down again. By the time I had trimmed all around, Andy was rock hard, and his freshly trimmed pubes and newly shaved cock and balls looked magnificent. I took the wet flannel again and gently washed all around, removing the last bits of shave cream until he was all smooth and clean.
“God that feels great” he said, still lying on the bed, quite relaxed.
“Good”, I replied, “but it looks like I have taken care of one problem and created another”
“Have you?” Andy asked quizzically
“Well I can’t really leave you in this state, can I?” I asked, grasping his hard cock firmly and admiring its thick length. Before he had the chance to respond, I moved down over his cock and brought it to my mouth, slowly licking all around the engorged purple head. I felt him start to wriggle restlessly again.
“Relax Andy boy, it’s all part of the service”
I continued to suck on his cock, moving up and down the length of his shaft, eventually taking the full length deep into my mouth. He started to respond to my touch, raising his hips and gently fucking my mouth while I massaged his freshly shaved balls.
“Fuck Steve, you’re gonna make me cum” he moaned
“That is the general idea” I replied as he continued to grind his hips and thrust his cock down my throat. Within a matter of minutes I could feel his cock thicken more and his balls tighten, indicating he was about to shoot. I squeezed the shaft of his cock a bit tighter, grasping it firmly at the base and he started to shoot his cum into my mouth. His wholly body started to shake now as he continued with his thrusting movements. I kept his cock firmly in my mouth, soaking up every spurt of his delicious cum. As his ejaculation subsided, I let his cock leave the heat of my mouth and gently licked all around his cock-head, wiping up every last drop of his juices.
“Wow, I wasn’t expecting that” he said, when he eventually caught his breath again.
“Well I hope you enjoyed it”, I replied, “I certainly did”
I wiped around his cock and balls again with the wet flannel, then dried him off as he sat up on the bed, smiling.
“Right then”, I said, “do you want your arse done now?”, I added, hoping I could continue getting to know my hot young neighbour better than I ever dreamed of.
“No, no, I don’t normally shave there, just my cock and balls”
“Well you have an extra pair of hands today, and you’re all relaxed now after shooting that load, so this could be the perfect time to try it. I get the feeling you will enjoy it”, I said, trying to convince him, “and it will add the finishing touch to the smooth clean feeling you have on your cock and balls now”
“OK then”, he said, “you certainly made a good job on the front, so let’s see what you can do around the back”
‘Oh you have no idea my boy’, I thought to myself
“Turn over and relax while I get some fresh water” I said, as I took the basin and flannel into the bathroom again.
When I returned to the bedroom I was met with the sight of this handsome young man lying face down on his bed, with his beautiful hairy arse waiting for me. I was rock hard instantly. I moved over to the bed and put down the fresh shaving kit. I placed my hands on his legs and moved them up his thighs and over his arse, stroking the soft hair gently – God he was beautiful. I wet the flannel and started to wipe it over the round cheeks of his arse and down into his crack. I squeezed the flannel letting some of the warm water drip into his crack, wetting his arsehole. I pulled his cheeks apart to get a look at his hole for the first time; as expected it was sweet, tight and looked distinctly virginal. ‘Not for much longer’, I was thinking.
I got some of the shave cream and started to rub it into the crack of his sweet arse. The first time my finger rubbed across his hole I felt it twitch and his cheeks squeezed tight on my fingers. “Just try to relax”, I said to him, “you’ll get used to it in a minute.” I continued to rub cream into his hole for a minute longer – this was nothing to do with shave preparation, it was purely for my own pleasure (and hopefully his too).
I then got the razor and started to shave the area around his arsehole. The gentle vibration of the razor seemed to having the desired effect and was adding to the erotic sensation of the shaving. He was moaning again gently, and this time I think it was pleasure. After a few minutes of shaving his crack, I applied a bit more cream and continued to massage his arsehole. I decided it was now or never and gently pushed the tip of my finger into his arse. It clamped around my finger like a venus fly trap catching its pray. “Just relax”, I said again, and continued to push into his virginal arse. I removed my finger and finished off the shaving, then wiped him clean again with the warm water on the flannel. Again, I let some of the water fall from the flannel into his crack and over his newly shaved hole, knowing how good the water would feel. I picked up the bottle of moisturising lotion I had found in the bathroom and applied some to my finger, and started to gently massage it into his hole. He moaned again at my touch and I pushed my finger back into his hole– with much less resistance this time. I pushed in and out for a minute until I could feel he was getting used to the new intrusion. I pulled out then immediately went back in with two fingers. He didn't even notice.
I put my hands around his waist and lifted him up onto his knees, raising his arse. He kept his head lying on the bed, with his arse in the air, giving me full access. I quickly, and quietly, unfastened my shorts and let them fall to the floor. I returned to fingering his arse and his moaning also continued.
“Man that feels really great”, he said.
“Well if you like that, you’re gonna love this”, I replied, moving forward with my tongue aiming straight for my target. I let my tongue dance around his hole for a minute before licking up and down his crack, then headed back to his arsehole and started to push my tongue inside him.
“Oh fuck, what are you doing now?” he shouted
“Let’s just call it moisturising”, I replied, continuing to rim him as deep as I could.
“Jeez, that feels so weird”, he said, “but so good too”
When he was nice and wet I returned to fingering him, starting with 3 fingers this time. They slipped in no problem. I pushed deeper and deeper and his moans also got deeper and deeper.
“God, don't stop”, he moaned, “please don’t stop, that feels fucking amazing”
My cock was so hard by now it was starting to hurt – I HAD to have that sweet arse. I obviously wasn’t expecting all this when Andy had first called me over earlier in the afternoon, but thankfully I had spotted a packet of condoms in his bathroom cabinet when I was getting the shaving kit, so I managed to slip one into my pocket. I picked it out of my shorts lying on the floor and put it on. I pushed him back down onto the bed, laying him flat out, and climbed up onto the bed, kneeling between his outstretched legs. I fingered his arse again to keep him used to the feeling then placed my cock-head against his hole and rubbed it around for a minute.
He turned his head around to look at me. “I don’t think I am ready for this Steve” he said anxiously, “I’ve only just got used to you shoving a finger in there, I don't think I can handle your cock just yet.
“I’ve been using three fingers on you Andy, I think you are ready”, I replied.
I continued rubbing my cock around his hole for a minute longer, and then started to push forward, gently easing my cock-head into his opening. As the head pushed through, his vice-like arsehole clamped onto my cock, gripping it tight.
“Whoah man, easy, easy”, he cried. “Just relax”, I said again, “I won’t hurt you”
I held my cock-head in his arse, letting him get used to it, until I felt him start to relax a bit. Nice and slowly, I started to push my cock in deeper, but he clearly wasn’t comfortable and he was wriggling around. I pulled out.
I lay down on the bed beside him, “let’s try another approach”, I said, “You drive”
I held my cock and motioned for him to sit on it. “If you go on top, you can ease it in at your own pace”, I said, trying to encourage him to keep going.
He climbed on top of me and took hold of my cock, guiding it back towards his arse again. The head slipped in quite easily and he sat still for a minute, getting used to it again. What an amazing sight – this gorgeous young man, with his toned hairy chest, sitting astride my rock hard cock, his strong legs holding him up while he prepared to take my cock deep into his arse for the first time. Slowly but surely, he started to lower himself, taking more and more of my cock. As soon as it started to move in, he seemed to accept it easier and within a few minutes, he had taken it all. He sat for a minute and seemed quite surprised that he had managed to get my whole length inside him. I could feel the cheeks of his arse rubbing against my balls as he sat there – heaven!
“You’re in control now Andy”, I said, “Ride away my boy” And he did. He started to move up and down letting my cock slide in and out of his arse, his anxious look now starting to become one of bliss. He rode me for a few minutes, quietly moaning in a very contented way.
“OK, fuck me again Steve” he said, climbing off of me and lying on his back again. I moved over and lifted his legs up onto my shoulders and aimed my cock back where it wanted to be. I slipped in and started to fuck him. He was loving it. I altered my rhythm, nice and slow, then hard and deep, and then slow again. It may have been his first fucking but he sure was a quick learner.
I continued to fuck him in this position, and I got hold of his cock again, wanking him back into an erection. As his cock grew, so did the intensity of his pleasurable moans.
“Holy shit Steve” he said, “I don't think I have ever felt so horny in my life. I’m gonna cum any minute now” I continued to plough his arse and wank his hard cock, feeling it starting to throb just that little bit more, indicating an impending explosion. I pulled my cock back a bit until just the head was in his arse, and grabbed his cock tighter, squeezing him hard.
“Fuck yeah, I’m cumming” he screamed.
I waited just that second more, trying to time the moment perfectly. As soon as I felt his cock was ready to shoot, I slammed my cock back into him all the way.
He let out an almighty scream as his cock started to shower his chest with spurt after spurt of cum; he must have shot at least 5 or 6 times before the eruption started to wane. I quickly pulled out of him and removed the condom so I could wank all over him – I needed to cum too. I jerked my cock until I shot my load over him, mixing my cum with his. I slumped off of him and lay on the bed beside him – both of us exhausted.
“I can’t believe I shot a load like that”, Andy said “It wasn’t that long ago you wanked a load out of me. I’ve never felt anything so intense in all my life – that was fucking amazing”
“Well Andy”, I replied, “I think you might just have experienced the difference between an ejaculation and an orgasm”
“Maybe you’re right, but I might have to try that again soon, just to be sure”, he said smiling
“I’m sure that can be arranged”, I replied, “I’m very sure that can be arranged”
I pulled him into me and we lay on the bed cuddled together, both feeling very contended. I had finally got to know my young neighbour, and I was so glad I made the effort!
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