A Weekend At Tony's

Without a doubt, I grew up in the neatest neighborhood a kid could grow up in. Everyone knew everyone, and on holidays like Christmas, New Years, Fourth of July, Labor Day and so on, there was always someone in the neighborhood hosting a block party. It was a long tradition our neighborhood was very proud of.

One of our neighbors, Tony, lived about 10 houses down and across the street in a absolutely gorgeous house on a corner lot. From what I learned from my parents, Tony was a wealthy man for he came from a very prominent family. I overheard my parents tell both my older and younger brothers one day that Tony could buy just about any house he wanted in Seattle many times over, but would never move because all of us neighbors were like family to him.

From time to time, I would overhear gossip and speculation as to why he never got remarried. Everyone thought he was certainly attractive enough for a 44 year old man. He kept himself in perfect shape, had a very pleasant clean shaven face and always dressed like a million bucks. He was at least a full head taller than me, about 5’10 with slightly brown hair that was graying slowly and stark hazel eyes. From my understanding, he got married when he was 24. But the marriage only lasted a couple of years.

Even though Tony often showed up at block parties with a female companion, I always suspected he actually liked guys. But I kept my thoughts to myself.

At every Christmas party, Tony would bring a stack of twenty dollar bills and give all the kids twenty bucks each, and all of us teenagers 40 bucks despite our parents objection. One year, he slipped an extra 40 bucks into my pocket and winked at me like he often did when no one was around. He told me a not tell anyone about the extra cash because he gave it to me given the middle child (meaning me), never got the attention like the first and last born do.
One Thanksgiving a few years later, Tony asked me and my older brother at a neighbor’s block party if we wanted to help him put up all new Christmas icicle lighting he bought for his house the following morning. But my brother informed Tony he had three different parties to attend on Friday. Needless to say, my brother was, “Mr. Popular” at school and always had something going on.
But I jumped in and said that I would be glad to help. I needed the extra money given Christmas was right around the corner. And it also gave me a great excuse to get out of going with my parents to visit my grandparents who lived in Spokane on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. My parents were leaving with my younger brother early the next morning and wouldn’t be back until Sunday evening.
Tony and I agreed to meet at his house by 7:00 AM the next day cause he wanted to get an early start since it got dark by about 4:30 PM.

When I asked my father, he said, “That’s fine by me, Robby, but I want you home no later than 10:00 PM like I told your brother tomorrow and Saturday night while we are away.”

The next morning, I got up bright and early and met Tony exactly at 7:00 AM. He had coffee & donuts waiting and then we got started on our day’s work shortly afterwards.

It took us almost a half-a- day just to assemble and hookup all the new lawn decorations-- especially all those lighted mechanical rain-deer he had purchased. We worked straight through! Tony even ordered us a pizza as we worked while we ate.

About 4:00 PM, dark clouds moved in and it began to rain. Tony asked if I wanted to stop, but I said we should keep going since we were getting close to finishing. He smiled and quickly, “That’s the spirit, Robby--I like your attitude.”
By the time we were all done, it was almost dark and the rain was pouring down. When Tony turned on all the lights, his house looked awesome. Tony said we did a perfect job as he marveled over it with pride. We admired his Christmas lights and glowing lawn decorations under one of his trees for about two minutes when Tony said, “Come on Robby, lets go inside and get the hell out of this rain--we are getting soaked!”
I didn’t realize how cold, wet and muddy we really were until we walked into his kitchen. Even my underwear was soaked and we were both shivering. We immediately took off our shoes & socks. Tony told me to go into the bathroom by the laundry room and take off my clothes because he wanted to wash and dry them. He quickly added that I should take a hot shower and put on a rob that hung on the door until my clothes were done. He informed me he was going to do the same thing in his bathroom upstairs.
While I felt somewhat uncomfortable stripping naked and taking a shower in his house with just the two of us there, nevertheless I didn’t hesitate given the circumstances.

He quickly headed upstairs while I made a dash to bathroom by the laundry room. I stripped still shaking and turned on the hot water. I needed to relieve myself first in the worst way, so I sat on the pot and did my thing on the throne.
When I finally got into the shower, the hot water felt great! I was half-way sane again. There were all kinds of various soaps and shampoos, so I helped myself to them cause I was sure Tony wanted me to. I liked taking my time whenever I showered. Aside from the fact that I loved hot water pouring down all over me, I enjoyed soaping and shampooing by body & hair thoroughly. I never felt clean unless I completely cleansed my butt, balls and armpits with soap & shampoo at least three times.

By the time I got out, dried off and put on the robe hanging from the door, Tony was already in the kitchen making hot Cocoa. The robe I had on felt great! It was super thick and made of white terry-cloth. Contrary to the robe I had on, Tony was wearing a skimpy red silk one. He looked to me almost like a different person. I had never seen him dressed in such private and sensual attire before.
Normally when me, my older brother and my dad would sometimes come over early on Sunday mornings and watched the football games on Tony’s big screen TV with him, he always wore a robe like the one I had on before he got dressed during half-time. But now, I could see half his chest which was coated lightly with brown & gray hair and almost three quarters of his masculine legs.

When I walked into the kitchen and stood by the island kitchen counter, Tony was pouring us each a cup. The cocoa tasted great as we downed it right away. He gladly poured us another one only he spiked his with two shots of Bailey’s Irish Cream. Well needless to say, I loved that stuff. My dad gave me and my older brother, and even my younger brother, a shot of Baileys from time to time.

Tony casually asked if I had any plans for the evening. When I informed him I was probably going to go home and just watch TV, he asked me to stay for a while and even offered me a shot of Baileys on the condition that I not tell anyone. I gladly put a shot in my cocoa and informed him my father sometimes gave me and my brothers a few shots of Baileys cause we loved it too.

After he rounded up our clothes and tossed them into the washer, he came back into the kitchen. Our conversation then turned to my family and friends. We talked for quite a while as Tony poured us each another five shots. I wasn’t drunk or anything like that, but I sure felt relaxed by then. At one point, I told Tony that my brothers at times got on my nerves. He just smiled and said that was typical for brothers. But he added he thought I was by far the best-looking & smartest of the three. I just smiled and blushed cause I didn’t know what to say. I was very flattered by his comment and he could easily tell. Suddenly,he exclaimed abruptly, “Robby! Gezzzzzz, I almost forgot-- let me pay you.”

I was expecting he would give me about a hundred bucks. But instead he pulled out of his silk robe pocket five new crisp one hundred dollar bills and handed them to me. With total and complete shock on my face, I told him five hundred dollars was way, way too much. But he insisted I not give it second thought.
He laughed and said, “ Besides, Robby, the extra hundred is cause you are the middle-child who never gets the attention the first & last born do, the other extra hundred is because it‘s Christmas, the third extra hundred is just because I like you so much and the fourth extra is because you are so darn smart & handsome and very special to me,”as he gave me another one of his personal winks with a soft smile.”

But he added not to tell anyone and just spend it slowly when I needed things or wanted to treat myself to something.
Given I was totally speechless, I wanted to show my sincere appreciation for his very kind generosity. So, I and gave him a big hug cause I knew he really liked me. As my chin rested on his shoulder and my arms around his back, Tony put his arms around me and held me firmly but gently in place as if he didn’t want to let go. Well needless to say, I was caught off guard by Tony’s outward display of affection. But I decided I would just let him hold me in his arms as long as he wanted. While I was a little nervous, I also felt Tony probably longed for affection from me.

Slowly he rubbed one of his hands all over my back while he wrapped his other around my waist. The feeling of the thick soft terry-cloth being rubbed against my skin by his hand felt exceptionally pleasing. Slowly, I reciprocated by rubbing the mid-section of his back with one hand while my free hand rested on his shoulder blade. At one point Tony remarked, “Robby, you smell wonderful--so clean and nice.”

I didn’t know how to respond other than to tell him how nice he smelled too--which he really did.

As we stood there embracing one another in total silence for quite awhile, he very slowly began to work his hand down my spin until he reached my waist. Back and forth he rubbed his hand ever so softly just above my butt. No sooner had I begun accept what he was doing to me when his hand slide down slowly until it rested softly on my butt. He took a deep breath and slowly worked his hand in circles all over my buns.

Instead of being frightened and rejecting this kind of intimacy which I thought would be my normal reaction, I found it to be rather stimulating. I could feel both our hearts pounding by now as my dick began to grow. And, I knew by now, Tony was sporting a boner as well.
Slowly, he undid my rob-tie and worked his hands gradually all over my bare chest and stomach. By now I felt almost hypnotized as I enjoyed the erotic stimulation even though I was still very reluctant. His hands were both warm & smooth even though I was scared as hell about having a sexual encounter with him. After all, he was a great friend of my family’s and somewhat close to being 30 years my senior. And I was somewhat horrified by the thought of actually having sex with another guy at that point in my young life even though I fantasized about it from time to time, especially when I jacked -off.

No sooner had these thoughts crossed my mind when Tony worked his hand down to my belly-button. He circled it ever so gently a few times with his fingers and methodically worked his hand down to my pubic hairs. I did not resist and just told myself I would let him enjoy my body.

He gently stroked my pubbies with his fingers and carefully took my stiff cock into his hand. Very gradually, he looked down, stroked me a few times and softly said, “God, you have such a beautiful dick, Robby--I just adore it”. He kissed me on my neck as he moved his hand down and fondled my nuts with his hand & fingers. He exclaimed with a whisper,“And your balls are equally as beautiful too--so darling and precious, Robby.” I remained almost frozen and just let him fondle and touch me all he wanted.

It seemed like this went on for almost five minutes when Tony placed his hands on my robe from above my shoulder blades and gently removed it. I knew he wanted to see me bare so he could admire my entire body. Standing naked in Tony’s kitchen while I granted him full control over my body and private parts was strangely odd, but yet not alarming to the point of where I wanted him to stop. I had a dream several years back that I allowed my biology teacher to take off my clothes after school one day in his classroom and let him both touch & inspect my private parts so he could learn more about a young male’s anatomy given he was a new teacher.

Then, without warning, Tony did something I will never forget. He slowly worked his warm firm hands up by body and placed his fingers on my nipples. He looked me in my eyes and gently squeezed them. I was so stimulated by this sensation, I let out a soft moan. Seeing me in heat, he quickly released his fingers and re-squeezed them several more times as I stood there aroused by the experience.

Once I allowed Tony to turn me around so he could both survey and rub my naked butt with both of his warm hands for a few moments, he casually asked, “Robby, why don’t we go up to my bedroom, I’m sure we will be more comfortable up there?”

Before I could respond, he took me by the hand and led me completely bare with my boner fully exposed up the stairs. I could also see a rather big tent sticking out from the Tony’s silk robe as we departed his kitchen.

The minute we walked into his bedroom, he removed his robe and placed it on a chair. Now he stood before me without any clothes on and suddenly I found myself somewhat aroused by a 44 year old naked man with a super stiff cock. He had a very nice one too--so pleasant and mature looking, I thought to myself. His cock was complemented with a very pretty shag of brown pubic hair and capped off with a perfect thick purple mushroom cockhead. It wasn’t super huge, but by no means was it small either. It was slightly bigger than average and somewhat longer & thicker than mine.

Tony put his arms around me and hugged me. Only this time we were both naked and his warm body felt splendid. I felt a sense of erotic passion from his chest hairs which rubbed up against my smooth chest and nipples.

As he began to work his ands down to my ass once again which I knew he couldn’t resist, I raised my arms and placed them around his back. I squeezed him softly as a form of sexual affection. The feeling of Tony working his soft, but firm hands all over my naked butt excited me to the point of where I slowly rocked my body slightly back and forth. Tony instantly recognized my weakest point of venerability so he rubbed my ass ever more passionately. I was so aroused by now, I rubbed his back just below his shoulder blades tenderly as a form of honest reciprocation.

Once he was satisfied he had gotten enough of my ass, he placed his hand around my dick and stroked me ever so slowly. I took his beautiful mature cock into my hand and stroked him as well. I had never held another guys cock in my hand before, but it excited me.

Tony and I just stood there looking down at what we were doing to one another. It was really majestic glancing at his adult hand stroking my youngl cock my youthful hand stroking his mature cock. He then took both our penises into his hand and rubbed them together. I was so ecstatic by the sensitivity of his cock skin rubbing against mine, I let out a soft moan of passion.

Tony kissed me on my neck and lead me over to his bed with my cock in hand. There, he reluctantly let go, pulled down the covers and stood back as if to welcome me into his bed. He dimmed the lights to where we could just barley see one another which kind of injected a bit romance in the air.