Neighbors

***The Young Neighbor***

When I was 18 years old, a new guy had just moved into the house next to mine. His name was Ronnie. He was also 18 years old and built the same as me. His bedroom was directly across from mine. 

During the summer all I would wear to bed was my underwear. I would often think about how Ronnie would look in his underwear or better still, naked. I was laying in my bed one night and seen the light go on in his room. I was able to see almost the whole room. I lay there with my hand down my underwear playing with my dick. It was hard and I felt a familiar tingle. I did not want to shoot my load. I needed a distraction, so I looked into his room and saw him. He was standing there undressing for bed. I watched as he took off his shirt and pants until he was just in his underwear. He put his hand down his underwear and started to play with his own dick. This was not the distraction that I needed. I was going crazy thinking how it would be to play with his dick. After a while he stopped and turned the light off. I lost no time in getting off. I had something really sexy to fantasize about. The cock in my hand was his but when the cum shot out, I knew it was mine. 

The next day we were outside together and I asked him if he would like to spend Friday night at my house. Then, we would go to the mall or something on Saturday. After school Friday all I could think of was he staying over and sleeping in my bed. After dinner, we cleaned up and watched DVD's for a while and I asked him if he was tired. He said that he was beat and could use the zzz's. But, he had no idea what I had in store for him. When we got to my room, he said that he was going to get into his pajamas. I told him that I sleep in my underwear only and that he could too. He said ok and started to undress. I had my clothes off in a second and jumped onto the bed. In a few minutes, he got on the other side and under the sheet. We started to talk about how things were going in school and then the conversation turned to sex. I asked him if he ever had had sex either with a guy. He said, yes, but only with a friend of his. I asked him if I could play with his dick for a while. 

He smiled and said sure. I started to rub his chest and stomach moving down to the band of his underwear. I slowly put my fingers under it and could fell the soft hairs he had. I pushed my hand inside his underwear and grabbed his dick. It was hard and just the same size as mine. It felt just the way I thought it would. As I stroked it for a while, I felt his hand going towards my dick. We got out of bed and stood facing each other. We each had a hand in the other's underwear, holding and stroking his cock. I took off my underwear and he followed taking his off. We both stood there in the middle of the room playing with each other for what seemed like a hour. I told him to lay on the bed and spread his legs. I lay between them and was looking straight at his dick. It was standing straight up. I told him that I was going to suck it. He smiled again and closed his eyes. I held his dick and put my tongue on his balls and started licking, moving my tongue up his shaft to the head. I put the head into my mouth and just started to go up and down. It felt great. After awhile I felt him starting to shake and he shot cum into my mouth. Without saying a word, he reversed himself and took my dick into his mouth so fast that it only took me a couple of seconds to cum. Afterwards we talked and he told me that he seen me looking at him the other night and had the same idea. We spent a lot of nights at each others' houses after that night.

***Doing Laundry***

After getting a job, I moved out of my parents house and got my I my own apartment. I lived on ground level. The laundry room is right across the hall from my front door. When I needed to do laundry, I always checked through my door's peep hole to see if the room was free. A new guy moved into the building on the third floor. I heard through the grapevine that his name is Anthony. He's in his late 20's and has a buff body. I sometimes saw him coming into the building after his daily run. He usually wears running shorts and a tank top. 

You don't know how many times that I wanted to invite him in for his shower. Walking up three flights of stairs could be over taxing on him. The mail boxes are also in the laundry room and a few times we met getting our mail. We just passed normal pleasantries, then he would bound up the stairs and I would go into my apartment and fantasize about him. Late one evening I decided to do my laundry. I put all the clothes in the machine and when I came back into the apartment, I decided to wash the sweat pants that I was wearing. I took them off and wrapped a robe about me and added them to my wash. I came back in, took off the robe and started to watch TV until the wash was done. All I was wearing was a pair of skimpy bikini briefs. A few minutes later there was a knock at my door. 

When I looked through the peephole, I saw Anthony. I opened the door a crack and stood behind it. When I asked what he wanted, he said that he needed quarters for the machine. I said that I'd get some and walked away from the door. I had taken a few steps when I realized that Anthony had come into the apartment. He was wearing my favorite outfit; running shorts and tank top. I caught myself staring, then made some lame excuse about my attire, he said not to worry about in and added that in fact when he did his housework, he usually didn't wear any clothes. I walked into the bedroom to get the quarters. I came back into the living room; handed him the quarters; and was about to reach for my robe when I felt Anthony's hands go around my waist. He said that I shouldn't hide my ass-ets. I felt his hard-on press against my butt through his flimsy running shorts. We lost our balance and fell on the sofa. In no time we were both naked and pressing against one another. His chest was against my back and his dick found its way into my ass crack. I laid on my stomach and as Anthony nibbled on my ear, he grabbed the lube from under the couch; greased his cock; and guided it into my chute. He rode me slowly, at first, and then picked up speed and fucked me hard. 

He grunted into my ear that he wanted to do this ever since he moved into the building. When he first moved in, I had said that whenever he needed a cup of cooking oil or sugar to feel free to borrow some from me. Ant pulled out of me and flipped me on my back. He swiftly lifted my legs into the air, rested them on his shoulders and ploughed in once again, to the hilt this time. He fucked like a man possessed. I bucked up to meet his downward jabs. After a mighty thrust, he groaned and filled my ass with his cum. There was so much cum, that it oozed out on the sides of his still-stiff prong. After we composed ourselves, he jumped up and pulled his shorts back on. I was slipping into my robe while he was putting on his top when there was another knock at the door. This time it was the old lady from down the hall who chided me for forgetting about my laundry and holding her up. I apologized and said that it wouldn't happen again; at least not until Anthony ran our of quarters again. I didn't say that out loud but turned to Anthony and winked as he walked out my front door and up the stairs to get his laundry.

***The Computer Neighbor***

The doorbell rung twice and I went to answer the door. It was Greg the guy that had moved next door about two weeks ago. "Hi! I am Greg," he said with a smile. "Hi there, I'm Bob", I answered. I could not help but stare at the hunk at the door. He was wearing a tight pair of levi 501's and just a tank top. Greg's skin was rather dark form the sun, and I could tell with certainty that he had been working at the gym. His biceps were strong and really defined. He had short black hair, almost a crew cut, and a pair of brown almond-shaped eyes. 

What a sight to behold. I was lost somewhere in a fantasy . Finally he must have said something, because I regained my composure and asked what he needed. He said that he had some trouble with his computer. "It was working perfectly, and now it won't boot up." He said he had seen me carrying in computer supplies and was wondering if I would have a couple of minutes to take a look at his. He told me that he had to make a presentation for work, and he was lost without the computer. 

"Well why don't we take a look at it," I said cheerfully. "But I don't know that much about them, myself." Then I began to think about his asking. It seemed rather strange to me that Greg knew I had a computer. Was he peeking through my windows? He had never come to my apartment before, and we had only briefly talked when he first moved in. At any rate Greg was too cute for me to be bothering my head with those kinds of details at that moment. I followed him out the door to his place. We entered his apartment went into his large bedroom where Greg had his office. He had a new computer and I thought that it should not have been giving him the trouble it had been. "Look do you have a back-up of your boot-up directory?" I asked. "A what? I do not know too much about computers" Greg laughed.

"Ok, well I will have this puppy up and running in just a few minutes let me run home and get my disks" I said and left the room. In passing, I thought I had seen Greg's basket getting bigger but he did not pay any attention to my stares. "Come over to check out my computer" was not a come-on by any standards or at least that was what I thought. When I came back, I started loading the computer with his files, and the machine was up and running in a matter of seconds. Greg left and came back into the room with two hot cups of coffee and he laid one of them next to my arm. Touching me on the shoulder he said "Here's some coffee" "Thanks, Greg you did not have to." 

"Oh, that's OK, I want you to know that I really appreciate all your help" Greg said as he touched my shoulder once again. I also felt something hard and throbbing rubbing against my back. I turned to see what I was feeling. Greg was standing right behind me and he was rubbing denim-covered crotch against my back. I was starting to feel discomfort from my own trapped erection. "Greg, can you tell me what your password is?" "Yeah, let me type it for you" he said and he leaned over my head to type his password. 

He stopped a moment and he turned his head towards me. Our faces were only inches away, and as our lips got nearer, a hot passionate kiss came as a natural result of the distance or better, lack thereof. Greg invaded my mouth with his tongue and I was soon moaning. I rubbed Greg's back with my hands, and then caressed his scalp. Greg made me stand up form the chair, and then both of us fell to the floor. "You are a sexy guy you know that?" Greg asked. "Thanks, please keep kissing me" I said looking at Greg's lips. I started unbuttoning his shirt. I exposed hi nipples, which were erect and tender to my touch.

I worked on them with both hands using my thumbs and index fingers. I was rubbing them with my fingertips, and then I was pinching them with both fingers. He was going crazy. 

He took hold of one of my hands and he started sucking on my fingers. "I have a better use for your mouth" I said. I knelt up and put his hand over my crotch which by that time was screaming for some room in my tight jeans. He lowered his face to my crotch and he licked me through the faded denim of my jeans. He unzipped me and pulled my cock out into the open. Then he pulled my manhood close to his face. He could smell the precum from my boxers shorts. Pre-cum was still dripping from my piss-slit and he couldn't wait till he got that prick in his waiting mouth. He worked some saliva up and then licked my nut sack. My big balls were full of cum and he took special care of them by putting them one by one in my mouth. Then he kissed my dick. "I cannot wait any more, just open your mouth and let me get in" I said almost as if it was an order. I was so hot and ready. 

I needed to cum down his throat. he opened his mouth and teased my prick with my tongue. I grabbed his hair in my fist and he gave a big push with my hips till my dick was buried way down his throat. He gasped for air, but I would not take my prick out of his warm mouth. I knew when to let him catch his breath, and at exactly that moment I pulled my dick a bit out, so he could breathe a little. Then I pushed him by his shoulders until his back was on the floor. As I was sitting on his chest feeding him my cock, he slid his own zipper down and released his pulsating cock. I started fucking his throat like a madman. He loved it. His skillful mouth and tongue were pleasing not only my cock but also my balls. I knew that he would be a good cock sucker, exactly what I needed today. Greg was acting like a man who was out of control. But I could tell that he loved every moment of it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Good, good drink it all don't even let a drop out. I want you to drink all my cum", I shouted. As I was releasing my seed down his throat, he had trouble swallowing it all. Some spilled out the corners of his mouth. He brought his hand to his mouth and scooped up some of my cum and continued to jerk his cock until his cum shot out of his cock. When he was finished, he zipped up. I got dressed and as I was leaving, he asked, "Are you available for computer repair if I should need it again?" "Hell yes, I'm available anytime that you need my services!"