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Subject: Big Neighbor Men Chapter 3: Rodeo Cowboy Pt. 1 Please donate to Nifty. Any amount helps. Keep this site and the availability of the wealth of erotic material free as the volume of stories increases and the cost to maintain it does as well. ************************************************************************** This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. The sexuality of all characters is entirely a figment of the author’s imagination. For those of you that are NOT of legal age, please find other material to read. If you are offended by male/male material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving at this time. This story may contain scenes of a graphic nature between father and his sons, or under age boys and adult males, which may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. By continuing to read on, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, neither you nor any family members are employees of any type of government, law enforcement, or investigative entity. Moreover, you are either not performing any type of research in preparation for any forms of legal action, directly or indirectly, affecting the contents of this site. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any con- sequences of you viewing or downloading the story. —————————————————————————– Neighbor Men Series – Chapter ? Rodeo Cowboy Pt. 1 I was sitting at my desk in my room when I saw him. I was fifteen with a birthday a week away and getting my homework done. It was a warm night and the windows were open in his house and ours. My blinds were half open, meeting where the window rose to its highest. His blinds were lowered to about eight inches from the sill, though his window was also fully opened. A breeze rattled the blinds from across the short yard separating our houses, and my eyes were drawn to that space between the blinds and the sill next door. My jaw lowered in slow shock as the naked tanned form of a man advanced into the room with staggered steps. A light blue towel flitting in and out of view explained the stilted gait came from him drying off after a shower as he moved. It wasn’t the towel, though, that captured my stare. Below a tight firm lower stomach furred with spiky dark hair that descended into a flurry of damp curls and above strong thighs that sported a wealth of silky-looking straight dark hair, hung two full pendulous balls and a thick swaying slab of heavy cock whose wide dark purple head seemed to weigh the thick meat nearly eight inches down from its wide base. The man moved closer to the window and used the towel to fan the quiet breeze over his slowly drying body. That movement left his long thick beefy cock framed by the blinds and sill while it jostled heavily with the man’s flapping of the towel. I got up with a thrilled forbidden excitement bursting through me. I sped across the room and flicked off my overhead light, and then returned to my desk to turn that light off as well. He still stood there fanning himself with his towel, his heavy cock swaying and flopping with the movement of his body. Then, the flapping of the towel stopped and he moved out of view. Seconds later, I caught a glimpse of a muscular male ass and sturdy hairy legs moving about the room. Carefully, I eased the screen from my window and leaned out to set it on the ground. Even as I climbed out and dropped quietly into the grass, I knew I was taking a big risk. That risk, however, was nothing compared to my desire to see more. Moving stealthily across the short distance, fifteen or sixteen feet, from our house to his…I eased up to his house on bent knees until I was under that window sill. Slowly, I rose up until my eyes reached high enough to look inside. The foot of his bed hid everything but his back while he bent over to take a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from a drawer inside a dresser. He tossed them back behind him onto his bed as he stood and then tossed back a pair of socks pulled from an upper drawer. Turning, several long lazy steps of heavily swaying beefy cock and balls brought him within four feet of me and facing the window. I watched while he pulled the jeans up his long strong tanned legs until that amazing long thick cock and heavy hanging balls were framed by the open fly. All too soon, they were disappearing behind buttons being done up by wide lengthy fingers until the waist of his jeans barely hung on loosely from low on his hips. The t-shirt was then pulled on and fell short of meeting the waistband below, leaving a strip of tanned hairy stomach displayed tauntingly in between. He reached down for his socks and also grabbed a pair of boots that had been out of my line of sight. Turning, he strode out of the room with a flick of a switch that dowsed the room in darkness. Matt Smithwick. He’d inherited the house when his father passed away a few years after his mother. They’d been neighbors of ours since we moved in having owned their house since they’d married many many years before. While both houses had privacy fences, there had never been a reason to build one between our property and that of the kindly older couple. That was a fact I for which I found myself gratefully appreciating as I rolled my shoulders away from the window to lean my back against the wall behind me. I became aware of the excitement, fear, and disbelief racing through me as well as the speedy beating of my heart that seemed ready to explode from my chest. I also became aware of the uncomfortable strain inside my briefs where my prick lay slightly bent and hard as steel. A light came on from another window about six feet down toward the front of the house. Seconds later, a car pulled up…a car door shut…and, I heard the clack of high heels making their way up the cement walk to the house’s front door. I moved quickly to the lighted window which was also raised to its fullest, but with the blinds pulled down to another eight inch gap. The privacy fence abutted the front of both houses and shielded my movement from the street. I peered into the window from the side to see Smithwick on couch pulling a worn leather work boot onto one foot. I watched him and the smooth movements of his tall, long limbed, rangy, and muscular frame. He was around 6’3″ and dark haired with a full heavy mustache under a long strongly-shaped nose and above full wide lips. His hair was kind of shaggy and wavy in an untamed way that bordered on being curly. His face was a deep bronze tan with wide taut features that were most arresting because of large penetrating dark brown eyes framed in long thick lashes. The look about him was one of a hard edge…dangerous, but somehow also mischievous. I registered none of my impression of him as attraction. I simply read it as curiosity, admiration, and maybe even envy for his dark muscular brooding and intimidating good looks. A knock at his door brought his head up to call out, “Come in!” A tall slender knockout of a brunette came through the door…brown hair with heavy golden streaks fell in big rolling curls down past prominent breasts to a tiny waist. A stretchy black top and a tight black skirt seemed to barely contain the gorgeous woman’s incredible body. “You’re goin’ dressed like that?!” She asked with an arch of an artfully shaped brow over huge green eyes while Smithwick pulled on his other boot. “We can always stay in…” He stood while she rolled her eyes just as he tossed a helmet at her. His voice was deeper than I expected. It sounded like the voice of someone much older. It came across as dark and severe, commanding, and allowing for no questioning of anything he might say. She caught it with a surprised look on her face. “The motorcycle, Matt? Really?” “Look,” he moved towards and lip-locked her in a deep heated kiss before continuing, “it’s a short ride and your hair will still look fantastic when we get there.” She rolled her big heavily-lashed eyes as he grabbed her hand and led her back through the house, flicking off the living room light on their way out. I knew they were headed for the carport behind the house on the other side where he kept his truck and motorcycle along with the shed where he kept his rodeo gear. The motorcycle fired up and they were off leaving me to climb back inside my room and replace the window screen. Later as I lay in bed, all I could think about was seeing the tall dark man next door naked with his big balls and thick cock swaying low between his strong hairy thighs and below that flat furry stomach. I kept reaching down to stroke and massage my prick through my briefs, but not letting myself beat off. Part of me wanted to, but another part didn’t want to face that I was this turned on by another guy. A motorcycle roared up the street and pulled into the driveway next door. I rose from bed and went to my window when I heard it parked and shut off. “I told you I don’t like you drinking when we’re on your bike, damn it.” “Come on, Gina, we had a great time. Don’t spoil it now.” I heard them open the back door of the house and then close it. Wondering what I might see if I tried, I eased the screen from my window and climbed out once again. “Matt…no…I’m goin’ home.” I crossed the yard as the bedroom light came on. “Now, Gina…” “No, Matt, I’m…” I looked around the side of the window to find him kissing her and pulling her top up to her shoulders. He moved his lips away to pull it completely off and drop it on the floor. “Matt, goddamn it…” He cut her off with another deep kiss, moving his hands behind her to unzip the back of her skirt which then fell to her feet. She was naked in front of him except for her high-heeled shoes. One of his hands came back around and moved down in between them. I could tell he was popping the buttons on his jeans. ‘Gina’ twisted her head to the side long enough before his lips clamped back down on hers to say, “No, Matt, I’m not in the mood for…” He eased his hips back and I caught a glimpse of a thick hard column of male flesh jutting out in front of him. He thrust forward. Her head snapped back. His mouth found her neck and slid down it to the curve of her shoulder. “Goddamn you.” Her voice was low and hoarse, her fists clenched into the t-shirt over his chest. He hunched short thrusts in and out of her before lowering her onto the bed and raising her legs to his waist. One hand reached for a nipple, twisting and teasing, while his mouth lowered to capture the other. He began moving slowly and firmly in and out of her. He rolled her over onto her hands and knees. For a brief few seconds, I got to see his hard wet cock again. The fleshy purple head had become darker, almost black in its hardened state. I couldn’t get over the size and shape of it. It looked almost like a German motorcycle helmet with its wide bulk and dramatic sloping flare expanded even farther than the super thick shaft behind it. He moved back into her, laying his hairy muscular torso across her back while he grazed his stubbled jaw down her back, pumped lazily in and out of her, and reached around to work her nipples with strong thick fingers. He eased his hips away to pull his cock all the way out of her before moving back forward with a repeated nudging and adjusting motion. “Oh, no! No! No! No! No, goddamn pursaklar escort it!” The woman beneath him cried as she began to struggle. “Come on, Gina, you know you love it there.” Smithwick tightened his arms around her and seemed to be working Gina’s nipples more aggressively. “MATT, NO!” Then, her body seemed to go limp. “Oh, god…” It was little more than a whisper escaping her lips while her head dropped down between her shoulders toward the mattress. “It hurts, Matt…” A resigned whimper came next. “It won’t for long, baby, you know that. Then, you’ll be beggin’ me t’ plow you like a freight train.” “I hate you.” The words came quietly from beneath the fall of hair on either side of her hidden face. “Maybe ya do, but…” His hips pressed forward and I saw him sinking his full hard thick length into her. “…that fine ass of yours loves my big cock up inside it.” Ass??? He was doing it to her in her butt??? My eyes went wide and my hard-on began to fade in the shock rolling through me. How could he…? His cock was huge, how could it…? I hadn’t realized my eyes had strayed out into the darkened yard until movement from inside the window drew my stunned gaze back. He had her rolled over on her back again, but with the leg farthest from me gripped in one arm. The other arm was down in front of him, his hand on the curly wet hair between her legs, and his thumb was inside making repeated circles over something inside her. “Goddamn you…” It was breathless coming from her parted lips with a sheen of light sweat shimmering across her face as he began pumping his huge cock in and out of her butt hole. “Oh yeah, baby, keep me wet for you.” He growled low and began pumping into her faster. I watched as he fingered her alternately with playing with her nipples, shifting her from position to position to move in and out of her deeper and deeper each time, and finally pulled her onto her hands and knees to pound his big thick hard cock in and out of her receptive body. Suddenly, he dug his strong hands into her hips and began slamming in and out as he threw his head back and quietly roared through gritted teeth. After several minutes of thrusting in and holding himself deep inside her before repeating the motion, Smithwick pulled all the way out where I could finally see his huge hard and massively thick cock jutting out proud and covered in his own thick load. “Oh, yeah, baby…jus’ look at that…” He knelt down behind her, sliding several fingers up into the slash in her damp dark curls and using the other hand to hold her butt cheeks apart while the pouting hole in between drooled thick globs and streams of heavy cum. She began grinding her hips and moaning in front of him. “Oh, yeah, you should be happy I fucked you up the ass, babe. If not, you’d be pregnant with about four dozen of my children tomorrow morning!” At that, Gina pulled away, whipped around, and slapped the hell out of Smithwick’s face. She got up and angrily jerked her clothes back on before stepping to where Smithwick still knelt on his knees and slapped the hell out of him again. “You fucking asshole. I’m never coming back here, and don’t EVER call me again!” With that said, she stormed out of the room, through the house, and out the front door. “Ginaaaaa…” Smithwick called out somewhat apologetically before sighing deeply and standing up. He began pulling off his t-shirt and jeans, cock still thrusting out obscenely in front of him…hard, long, and thick. In nothing but his socks, he dropped onto his bed on his back with one arm thrown over his head. He reached down for his cock, stroked it from the base up, and caused a heavy stream of dense white cum to pour forth from the massive purple flaring head. His cock was hard, tall, thick, and proud in front of me for the first time. It had to top ten inches in length. It was the shear width of it, though, that blew my mind. It had to be around three inches from side to side…somewhere between eight and nine inches around. One solid thick vein rode up three-quarters of the huge shaft before it branched out in a y-type fashion continuing up and going around toward the underside beneath the huge circumsized and helmet-shaped purple head. He used the flow of cum and what was already there to begin stroking himself splayed out all tight muscle, sweat-shiny tan skin, and dark damp hair over his long athletic body. I reached inside my briefs, pulled my hard aching prick out, leaned against the wall of his house, and began beating off as I watched my randy neighbor stroking his huge hog of a cock. I watched him straining, shifting his legs on the mattress, bringing his arm down to run his big hand through the hair of his body, and the rise and fall of his hairy muscular chest. I knew what it meant when he began rhythmically arching his hips into the air while the muscles of his body bulged and tensed. My own load began racing up from my balls right at the time a huge rope of pearly cum jetted out from the massive head of that mammoth cock and spewed up and past my neighbor’s head to splatter down on his face as it lessened for the next blast. I watched every blast of thick white cum leap from his proud cock to splash over his face, neck, shoulders, chest, and stomach until it became a gurgling fountain of cum belching the last thick globs down over his fisting and gripping hand. That hand left his cock still standing tall, hard, and incredible up from between his strong hairy thighs to drop tiredly onto his stomach. “G’nite, tiger.” The words came with a long exhale of breath before the light beside his bed went out and darkness filled the room. I made my way back to my bedroom window with my hand and prick dripping from the last of my load. Over the next two weeks, my sixteenth birthday passed quietly and I saw Smithwick from time to time. My face burned with embarrassment over having spied on him every time he looked my way with a nod of ‘hello’ accompanied by an odd half-smile. If he only knew…. I tried to catch a glimpse of him again after he’d gotten out of the shower. But, it somehow hadn’t happened in those two weeks. Then, I heard his motorcycle pull in late at night and also noticed a small beat-up truck pull in front of the house before the sounds of two men quietly laughing reached the bedroom window where I stood cautiously peering out. I popped the screen off and slid outside, determined not to miss him undressing for bed this time. “Dude. Dude. You gotta walk, man. Now, stay on your feet, Jimmy…it ain’t much farther…” It was Smithwick’s voice coming from the front yard of his house. I moved to looking through the living room windows just as he came in holding up a staggering, shorter, and slightly stocky man about his age or a little younger. “Have a seat before you fall down n’ break somethin’.” Smithwick said to the shorter man in gym shoes, gym shorts, a tank top, and a cap. Jimmy had a boyish face with soft handsome features made up of a pug nose, small blue eyes, a grin rather than a smile, and red-gold-brown hair that continued down into his short downy beard and mustache. His physique was that of a lightweight wrestler kind of guy with his short 5’7″ stature and rounded youthful muscle. Actually, Jimmy looked a lot like me, except for the beard and being two inches or so taller, even down to the small blue eyes. That realization left me jealous of this Jimmy guy and wishing it was me over at Smithwick’s after a few beers. Smithwick got Jimmy set up on the couch and then headed out of the room toward his kitchen to come back with two beers. “Here ya go.” He went to hand one to Jimmy. “Naw, man. I’ve had enough.” He waved the beer away drunkenly. “Ah, yeah, I see.” Smithwick was looking down at the smaller man on his couch as he moved a hand to begin undoing the buttons on his jeans. “Ya want some’a this, again.” “Matt! Now… No, man. Jus’ crash on your couch. That’s all….” Jimmy had tilted his head down shaking it from side to side as he talked and tried to brush away Smithwick’s obvious suggestion. The shaking of his head stopped and his blurry wandering eyes became sharply focused at the same time as his words came to a dead halt when he looked up to find the fly of Smithwick’s jeans completely open and a big hand reaching inside. I stood peering around the corner of the window trying to come to terms with what I was seeing. Was my neighbor offering his cock to another guy? He hauled it out…reached inside his jeans and pulled the full thick rubbery nine semi-hard fat meaty inches out into the open air, the big wide purple head seeming to drag the weight of it all down toward the floor. “Come on, Jimmy…you know why you’re here.” Smithwick stepped up closer to the man on the couch, his thick heavy cock hanging long and low between tall legs that nudged Jimmy’s farther apart. “Naw, man, jus’ needed a place t’ crash. Plus,” Jimmy shifted his shoulders clumsily to the side to look past Smithwick’s muscular jean-clad legs, “your blinds are all open.” Smithwick was across the room in no time dropping and closing the blinds facing the street before he returned to his place in front of Jimmy with only a quick glance toward the windows facing my house where I stood just to the side of one. “What about those?” Jimmy slurred and pointed toward where I cautiously peeked in. “Somebody’d have t’ be standin’ right outside t’ see in those.” Smithwick pushed his jeans down to mid-thigh, knocked Jimmy’s cap off, reached behind his head, and pulled him into where Smithwick’s thick cock and low hairy balls hung between his thighs. “You like that, don’cha…” Smithwick growled quietly. “No, man, I…” Jimmy tried to pull back, but Smithwick pushed his face right back in place. “Yeah.” Jimmy mumbled, nuzzling Smithwick’s heavy balls and cock on his own. I could see Jimmy’s tongue slip out and swipe over a big hairy ball. It slipped out again and pulled it in between the smaller man’s bearded lips. Smithwick’s chest rose and fell with a deep sigh. Smithwick’s cock thickened and lengthened, hardened and rose. It angled past Jimmy’s cheek down toward and past Jimmy’s neck. Then, it was jutting out just below Jimmy’s ear. Then, it rose farther and thrust out just above his ear. Smithwick eased his hips back and moved his hand to the top of Jimmy’s head to stop him from following the big spit-slick hairy ball. He shifted his hips to place the fat purple head of his massive cock right on the bearded lips of the smaller man below him. “No, Matt, now I already told…” Jimmy began. Smithwick cut him off by pressing his cock forward into bearded lips that opened and accepted the huge heavy hard male meat offered. “Ummm mmmmm…” Jimmy moaned over Smithwick’s huge fat meat, immediately going into nursing and sucking at what he could get into his mouth as his eyes drifted closed in clear and obvious drunken ecstasy. A hand moved down to his shorts to adjust something, and then both rose up to slide over Smithwick’s strong hairy thighs. Standing outside watching all this in stunned overheated shock, I reached down and shoved my briefs to where Smithwick had his jeans lowered. Taking my prick in my hand, I stroked it so slowly my hand was barely moving to keep myself from cumming on the spot. I watched Jimmy avidly, hungrily, and submissively devouring what he could of Smithwick’s thick beefy meat. He seemed fixated on the big wide head…twisting his head to swirl his mouth over it, sliding his lips on and off, and swiping his pink tongue out to lap and lick at the at the fat swollen knob that made up a third of Smithwick’s burgeoning cock. Smithwick stood above, tall and rize escort silent, looking down from under the bill of his ragged baseball cap at Jimmy feasting feverishly on the massive head and what of the huge shaft Jimmy could take. He ran big tan hands over Jimmy’s head and through the short hair there, every once in a while reaching down to twist a nipple through Jimmy’s shirt to make Jimmy grind his hips into the couch and moan with a shudder while attacking Smithwick’s heavy cock and cock-head even more energetically. Smithwick pulled back and pushed Jimmy’s head off his big fat ten-inch beef bat. “You still wanna jus’ crash on the couch? I can head t’ bed n’ finish this off m’self, y’ know.” Smithwick drawled out as if rather bored in spite of the state of his huge cock saying differently. Jimmy’s stare shifted back and forth from Smithwick’s sternly handsome face and the tall muscular man’s thick horse-cock lurching heavily inches from his eyes and hungry mouth. “Well?” Smithwick asked, his tone dismissive and impatient. Jimmy’s eyes grew worried as he drunkenly shook his head adamantly. “You ready for it, then?” Smithwick asked in a voice lower, richer, and quieter than before. Jimmy’s lips parted, his tongue snaked out to wet them, his breath sped up, and pleading flashed into his red-rimmed blue eyes when he began nodding his head slowly and dropping those eyes to stare with pent up need at the big cock looming in front of him. “Open up.” Jimmy was almost shaking where he sat below Smithwick’s tall brawny and swarthy body. He did as he was told and locked his eyes on Smithwick’s, silently begging for whatever it was Smithwick had in mind. It was as that clear Jimmy knew well and good just what that was every bit as much as it was clear that he wanted it incredibly. Smithwick pushed his fat hard ten-inch male meat into Jimmy’s open mouth at the same time as he pulled the smaller man’s head onto him. Instead of stopping when he hit the back of Jimmy’s throat, he kept going…sinking more and more of his massive cock into the man below him. “Mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmMMMMMM, MMMMMMMM…” Jimmy groaned around the huge hard meat. The heated sounds from Jimmy grew louder and more intense with no sign of stopping as Smithwick shoved deeper and deeper into his throat. Jimmy pulled himself forward on the couch using the backs of Smithwick’s thighs for leverage. His hands began grabbing and clawing at Smithwick’s back, his ass, and the back of his thighs…pulling at the gray wife-beater undershirt formed tightly to Smithwick’s muscular torso at times as well as grabbing onto the back of the waistband where Smithwick’s jeans hung at his thighs. Jimmy’s whole body was now writhing and heaving under Smithwick by the time his nose became pressed into the silky dark hair at the incredibly thick base of Smithwick’s cock and Smithwick’s big hairy ball sack. The groans from Jimmy’s chest only increased in volume and speed as I watched his throat contract and convulse around the hard throbbing beefy cock shoved inside. “You need t’ breathe?” Smithwick asked without compassion. Jimmy shook his head just before a pained look of regret crossed his face and he began to nod slowly instead. Smithwick snaked his fat meat from inside Jimmy’s throat and fully from his mouth. Gasping for air, Jimmy grabbed Smithwick’s pumped up muscular cock and began rubbing it over his face…licking, kissing, and stroking the huge hard meat with both great appreciation and desperation running side by side. Smithwick knocked Jimmy’s hands away…taking his big powerful cock in one hand and Jimmy’s head in another. Jimmy automatically opened his mouth, and Smithwick shoved his whole massive slab of meat down Jimmy’s throat in one hurtling stroke. He, then, began pulling Jimmy’s head on and off him at the same time as he shoved in and out of the man’s eager hungry face. Jimmy shot one hand down to his shorts, pulled one leg aside, and released a decent-sized and chubby uncut cock with foreskin coming up to cover the entire head. Smithwick stopped thrusting just long enough to reach down and knock Jimmy’s hand from grabbing his stocky prick. Jimmy groaned deeper and Smithwick began pounding his huge cock in and out of Jimmy’s face as well as his submissive throat. As he fucked Jimmy’s face like he owned it, spit began drooling from Jimmy’s mouth and soaking his tank-top as well as Smithwick’s wildly swinging pendulous balls smacking loudly low on the outside of Jimmy’s throat. Smithwick suddenly tensed and pulled Jimmy off him. The massive dark purple head looked swollen beyond belief and ready to explode less than two inches from Jimmy’s wide open mouth. “You want it?” Smithwick growled. “Yeah,” Jimmy gasped out, “come on, man! Fuck yeah!” “Then, say it.” Smithwick growled menacingly this time. “Yeah, I want your load, dude! Come on, I want it, man!” Smithwick raised his head straight in front of him and closed his eyes. The heavy weight of his massive cock pulsed and throbbed, the fat meaty head expanded even further, and, then, a thick rope of continuous cum blasted out and into the Jimmy’s waiting mouth. A battle of wills began with Jimmy pulling from Smithwick’s grip on his head and hair to take the fat spewing head into his mouth…thrusting out his tongue and sliding his lips over the swollen firm flesh. Smithwick did his best in the throes of unleashing his load to keep Jimmy’s head and receiving mouth just inches away to splatter the inside with his heavy hot cum. “Oh goddddd…” Jimmy groaned and took a blast of cum to his momentarily closed lips that splashed everywhere around his mouth. Smithwick released Jimmy’s head and dropped his arms to his sides. Jimmy took the offered opportunity to suck, nuzzle, and nurse at the wide flaring helmet of hefty cock-head as it continued blasting more and more of Smithwick’s creamy ball juice into his waiting mouth. It was clear when the last of Smithwick’s load finally began drooling out from the way Jimmy began stroking the hulking shaft and coming on and off the fat head over and over again and reaching down to intermittently suck and lap at Smithwick’s low heavy hairy balls. Smithwick reached forward and pushed Jimmy back against the back of the couch so quickly Jimmy’s legs lifted off the floor. Smithwick shoved his own legs apart, thus keeping Jimmy’s legs up, and then knelt down while throwing them up on his shoulders. He, then, jerked Jimmy’s shorts and briefs down his legs and off over each of his shoes. He moved forward to nudge the head of his cock up between Jimmy’s ass cheeks. I stood there staring in disbelief that it appeared he intended on doing to Jimmy what he’d done to Gina! “No no, Matt…now, come on, man…” Jimmy tried unsuccessfully and drunkenly to get up only to be pushed back into the couch with no effort at all. “Dude, not that. Not again. That hurts.” Smithwick reached down and slid his hand were his cock lay nestled. I could tell his fingers were moving and stroking from the muscles rippling fluidly under the skin of the back of his hand. I could also see the look on Jimmy’s face change and soften as his eyes drifted closed. “It doesn’t hurt for long. And, you love it once it gets goin’. Don’cha, Jimmy. You love it better than anything.” “No. No, I…” Whatever Smithwick was doing with his hand, it seemed to be quieting Jimmy’s objections…especially since Jimmy’s chubby uncut prick had begun flexing into his stomach and I could see his balls drawing up in his ball-sack. “I’ll go slow.” For the first time, there was something in Smithwick’s deep voice that hadn’t been there in the past. “No. No, you won’t.” Jimmy shook his head from side to side, eyes still closed, but not attempting to get away any more. “You said that before.” It hit me. Before? And, just a few minutes ago, Jimmy had said that it hurt and used the word ‘again’. So…. Shit! This wasn’t the first time they’d done this! “Yeah, but I already came this time.” Smithwick pulled his hand from Jimmy’s butt and smoothed it over Jimmy’s cum-drenched mouth before moving it back now slick with globs of his own cum. “But…” Jimmy began. Smithwick moved his arms to circle low around Jimmy’s thighs and something must have happened because Jimmy shot up and wrapped his arms around Smithwick’s neck. “It hurts, man…Matt…it hurts.” Jimmy whimpered into the crook of Smithwick’s neck and shoulder. One of Smithwick’s arms pulled from Jimmy’s thigh and snaked around to stroke the back of Jimmy’s head. He actually seemed kind of caring and gentle with the smaller man under him. It seemed as if peering through his window tonight held shock after shock for me. “Stay with me, now. It’s in. That’s the worst, y’ know. It’s gonna be fine. Just stay with me n’ everything’s gonna be fantastic.” Smithwick’s voice was low and soothing. “Can ya stay with me, Jimmy?” Jimmy nodded his head into Smithwick’s shoulder and then his eyes squeezed shut as Smithwick’s muscular hips moved slowly forward. Suddenly, Jimmy gasped and lifted his head up. Panting and looking blindly around the room at nothing at all, the dazed look about him doubled as Smithwick smoothly pushed all the way in until his hips were pressed against Jimmy’s upturned ass. “Ohhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyy fuckin’ godddddddddd…” “Sh. Sh. Shhhh…I’m right here with ya.” Smithwick peeled Jimmy’s tensed arms from his shoulders and forced him back against the cushions of the couch. “You’re too… It’s… too… much. Too… big.” Jimmy gasped out and Smithwick lowered himself onto Jimmy’s prone and bent body, and then locked his mouth over the other man’s. I could see his jaw and throat working. I knew he was kissing Jimmy, and kissing him deeply! At the same time, his hips began to move…slowly and in short amounts, at first. But, in time, he was easing a significant amount of massive girth and ten inch length in and out of Jimmy’s body. “How’re ya doin’?” Smithwick eased his face from the kiss. “Okay.” Jimmy said, quietly. “Does it feel good?” “Yeah, it’s gettin’ there.” “Still want me t’ stop?” I could see Jimmy’s face flush with embarrassment as he turned it aside and away from Smithwick’s. “Jimmy? Want me t’ stop?” Smithwick asked with some sternness returning to his dark voice. “No.” It was almost a whisper. Smithwick’s hips were moving steadily in and out, pumping his big cock in and out of the man underneath him. “Look at me and say it.” He continued stroking Jimmy’s insides with his thick hard meat. “No.” Jimmy did as Smithwick ordered. “You want me t’ fuck you?” Jimmy didn’t answer and turned his head to the side again. “You want me t’…” Jimmy jerked his head back to Smithwick’s and interrupted him. “Yes, goddamn it…” he gritted out somewhere between angry and pleading, “I want you t’ fuck me!” “How?” Smithwick growled, demandingly. “Hard!” Jimmy almost yelled back. Smithwick stopped moving his cock in and out of Jimmy. “That why you changed into shorts after work before stoppin’ off at the bar on your ‘way home’?” “What? Whatta you mean?!” A stricken look took over Jimmy’s features. “I mean, the last time you got smashed and asked t’ crash at my place also happened to be the first time you ever changed into any other clothes before headin’ to the bar.” “What’re you tryin’ t’… Why are you doin’ this?” Jimmy’s face looked like he wanted nothing more than the earth swallowing him up. “Because..if I have t’ admit that seein’ you in those tight gym shorts with that constant smile n’ damned nice eyes makes me wanna fuck you, then you can admit you want it, too, damn it.” “That doesn’t… No. I didn’t… I mean… This jus’ happened. I’m drunk. ankara rus escort You’re drunk. That’s all there is to…” “No, it’s not.” Smithwick’s voice was dangerously quiet. He began slowly moving his cock in and out again, punctuating each of his next words with a push into or out of the smaller man’s ass. “Do.. you… want… me…t’… fuck you……..hard?” “Yes.” Jimmy said with equal quiet, but also a sense of giving up. “Why? Because you’re drunk?” “Yeah, man. But, why the hell does that matter now?!” “Because, I don’t fuck people who only want it ’cause they’re drunk.” Smithwick still kept stroking his fat cock forward and back inside Jimmy’s conflicted body. “Did you want me t’ fuck you when you changed clothes after work? Before you got to the bar? Before you got drunk?” Jimmy held Smithwick’s eyes in a defiant stare, anger behind the bright blue irises. I stood outside the window in disbelief over everything that was unfolding in front of me…unsure of what to make of it and how I felt about it. All the anger left Jimmy’s face, but not the defiance. “Yeah.” He paused staring still into Smithwick’s eyes. “Yeah. I did.” Smithwick thrust in deep and held himself there looking at the bottom of Jimmy’s chin after the other man threw his head back with a sharp inhale of breath. “So next time you want this, you can change into shorts and head out without gettin’ so drunk you can’t walk before comin’ home with me, right?” Smithwick pulled almost all the way out, eight inches of huge hard thick wet cock glistened in the light of the room with only part of the massive head still lodged inside, before he shoved back in balls deep. He repeated the move, and repeated it again, and repeated it again…and then, began thrusting deep and nearly all the way out in a steady rhythm while Jimmy’s chest heaved up and down in deep staggered breaths. “Right?” Smithwick demanded. “Right, what?” Jimmy gasped as Smithwick’s huge cock tunneled in and out of his tight hole. “You won’t get skunk drunk the next time you decide you want me t’ fuck this cute tight lil’ ass of yours and wear them soft tight sexy shorts out for a drink after work.” “I’ve been wantin’ it for three or for days now. Took me till t’day t’ get up the courage.” Jimmy stammered between heated heaving breaths. “Will it next time?” Smithwick started swinging his hips harder, ramming up into Jimmy on every stroke. “Next time?” Jimmy sounded distant and kind of out of it with Smithwick now pounding his hugely thick cock up into his hole. “Will it take three days next time? And, will it take you getting’ drunk off your ass?” Smithwick didn’t skip a beat in his aggressive thrusting. “No. No, man, it won’t. No. Fuck, dude. I’ll… I’ll…” “Cut the ‘man’ and the ‘dude’ crap. When my cock’s up your tiny lil’ ass, call me daddy.” Smithwick ordered, harshly. “WHAT? ‘Daddy’? Where the hell did that…” Jimmy began but was cut off when Smithwick pulled all the way out and then slammed back inside with a drive that left me hearing Jimmy’s teeth slammed together when Smithwick hit rock bottom inside him. “Do it.” Smithwick growled out. “Jesus! Oh, fuck….you’re wreckin’ me!” “Who? Who’s wreckin’ you?” Smithwick went into pummeling Jimmy’s ass with his hips, ramming his grossly thick ten-inch cock in and out of the shorter man’s now shaking body. “Goddamn it…Daddy…you’re killin’ me! Fuck!” “And…you like it.” Smithwick’s voice dropped deeper and harsher. “Yeah! Oh, fuck yeah!” “Oh, fuck yeah, who?” Smithwick demanded again, pounding furiously in and out of Jimmy’s ass. “Shit! Shit! Shit! Daddy! Yeah, I like it! Goddamn it, Daddy, I like it, I like it! Fuck!” “Yeah, you’re leakin’ all over the place.” In and out of Jimmy’s little hole, Smithwick plowed and slammed. “I don’t leak.” Jimmy’s head was twisting repeatedly left and right. “You must get off on callin’ me Daddy when I’m fuckin’ your sweet lil’ ass ’cause you’re sure as hell leakin’ like crazy now.” Smithwick picked up the pace, pounding into the man under him faster and faster. “Yeah….. Daddy….. I….. guess….. I….. do….. I….. do….. I….. do….. awwwwww….. fuck….. me….. Daddy…. I….. do.” Each word came out punctuated by another brutal thrust from Smithwick’s huge thrusting hard cock. Smithwick pulled out and yanked Jimmy to his feet, spun him around, and bent him over so fast the shorter man nearly lost his balance before throwing his hands onto the wall over the back of the couch just as Smithwick rammed back into him from behind. “AWWWWWW FUCK!!!!” Smithwick reached around to clamp his hand over Jimmy’s mouth and pulled his head back for leverage on slamming into the other man while his other hand locked on Jimmy’s shoulder. Jimmy kept trying to say something, but Smithwick was lost in looking down at him and fucking the hell out of him from behind. Ever gut-ramming stroke slammed Jimmy’s hard chubby uncut dick up against his stomach and then backward into his balls. I watched it being thrown forward and back emphasizing the powerful thrusts from the man behind him. I watched Smithwick’s hugely thick and long cock ramming almost his full fat length in and out of the shorter man, and wished t’ hell I was the one in front of him. I could see tears seeping out from Jimmy’s eyes and rolling down Smithwick’s hand. Even though they had to be from the savage pounding of the huge and massively thick monster-cock barreling demandingly in and out of his brutalized hole, there was no mistaking that Jimmy was getting exactly what he wanted from the tall dark muscular man wielding that massive baseball bat of hard male meat. Jimmy took one hand from being braced against the wall and pulled Smithwick’s hand from his mouth. “I can’t hold back!” Before Smithwick could respond, he added, “Daddy!” “Don’t. I know where you are, I can feel that lil’ hole clampin’ down on me.” “I wanna see you!” Smithwick pulled out, shoved Jimmy to the arm of the couch closest to me. I was too enthralled to even check if I was still hidden to the side of the window. He whipped Jimmy around and then shoved him back over the padded and rolled arm of the couch, throwing Jimmy’s legs up into the crooks of his arms and grabbing Jimmy’s by the wrists. Pinned in place, Jimmy’s eyes shot wide and his jaw dropped when Smithwick drove back into his momentarily closing up hole and rammed it back open. “You want my cum?” Smithwick’s voice was a ragged as the clutching breaths coming hard and fast from Jimmy’s parted lips while he picked up where he left off in raping Jimmy’s victimized hole. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! YES, DADDY! YES, DADDY! OH, HOLY SHIT, YES, DADDY” Jimmy fought within Smithwick’s grip to inch his shoulders up the wall for a better view of what I could see clearly…Smithwick’s huge cock ramming in and out of Jimmy’s wet swollen and puffy hole. “OHHHHHHH FUCK…FUCK, DADDY!!!” Jimmy’s eye bugged out of his head…the look in them a mixture of shock, amazement, raging sexual fire, and complete hero-worship. “In your ass?” Smithwick seemed every bit as on the edge as Jimmy as he ground the words out through gritted teeth. “YES, OH FUCK, YES, DADDY!” “In your mouth?” “YES! YES! FUCK! BOTH! PLEASE! Awwwwwwwwwww fuuuuuuuuuuck…. Anywhere! Everywhere! Daddy! I want your cum! Both! Both, DADDY! BOTHHHHHHH!!!! JESUS, I CAN’T HOLD……..” Smithwick slammed in viciously hard and fast, and swung his hips left and right to do the same with his massive cock buried up deep inside Jimmy’s belly. Jimmy’s eyes rolled back in his head and his mouth dropped open as his body arched in front of Smithwick’s. His hard stocky cock shot cum up into his face and open mouth where the man’s tongue slid out to capture what it could and pull it back inside just as another volley shot up into his face and waiting mouth. Smithwick pulled all the way out, Jimmy’s body arching further and more stiffly when the mammoth head of Smithwick’s massive cock pulled through the tender abraded opening. Then, Smithwick punched back through the tight clutching hole and ground his hips left and right once again. Jimmy cried out and squeezed his eyes shut as tears once again slipped from the corners. Smithwick came completely out once more, but then pulled Jimmy by the wrists off the arm of the couch where his weak knees gave out and he sank to the floor just as a thick load of cum burst forth from Smithwick’s huge flexing cock and splashed all over his face. Jimmy grabbed for the humungous spewing beast in front of him and began nuzzling the massively fat head with his lips and tongue, drinking the constant roping jets of cum pouring out from the thick gaping gash in the center as his mouth lapped and sucked greedily. Again, I wished it was me. I wished it was me in front of Smithwick and Smithwick’s huge spewing cock. I wished it was me taking all that thick white cum into my mouth and drinking it down. I wished it was my head he reached for as I watched him move his hands to Jimmy’s for support as his body shuddered through the repeated waves of release coursing through him. I wished it was me on my knees. I wished it was me holding his huge cock with one hand and holding on to his strong muscle-striated hairy thigh with the other. I wished it was me taking in the damp heavy musky scent I knew had to be pouring out from Smithwick’s heavy cock, big rolling hairy balls, and thick cum. I was leaning against Smithwick’s house, eyes closed and wet prick in my hand. Again, I’d cum sometime during everything, but had no idea when it had happened. I felt exhausted…partly from it being late for me, partly from the intense excitement of everything I’d just seen, and partly from the tension and emotions of Smithwick forcing Jimmy’s hand. “Let’s get you t’ bed. You’re gonna have a hard enough time gettin’ up with the hangover you’re sure t’ have and makin’ it t’ work tomorrow mornin’.” I looked inside t’ see the two men separated, the taller darker hairier one still in his boots, jeans, and shirt pulling a sheet from under a cushion and spreading it out while the shorter blonder one only in his socks and gym shoes climbing slowly to his feet. “G’night.” Smithwick reached over and ruffled Jimmy’s hair with tired affection and then started out of the room, pants still halfway down his hairy tan thighs. “Matt…” Jimmy began quietly. “Yeah?” Smithwick stopped and looked back over his shoulder with his dark eyebrows raised over equally dark piercing eyes. Time passed with nothing more said and neither moving before Jimmy seemed to become unfrozen and walked over to Smithwick. He punched Smithwick lightly and humorously on the shoulder with a quick ‘g’night’ in return which was met with a raised eyebrow. The humor seemed to drain from Jimmy and he reached up to squeeze the taller man’s shoulder. “G’night.” He said, quietly. “G’night.” The disapproval eased from his face as Smithwick said the word again with the barest hint of a smile on his heavily mustached lips. Then, he flicked off the light switch and left the room. I was moving away from the window when I heard a quiet, ‘Daddy,’ softly uttered that left me wondering if Smithwick also heard both the word and the admiring affection behind it. Just after I passed Smithwick’s bedroom window, I heard his voice come quietly from inside. “G’night, Tiger. Not much difference between men n’ women is there?” I hadn’t really thought about it before, but it occurred to me as I climbed through my window and replaced the screen that it was rather cute for such a stern and serious man to refer to his dick as ‘Tiger’. (To be continued.) 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