My Neighbour Hates Wasting Cum Ch. 02

After that initial rapid throat coating I didn't hear from him for a few days, not that I was expecting to. I've been hooking up with guys on the apps since I was a teenager - I know how it goes. Ninety percent of the time you'll meet up with someone, fuck, and never hear from them again. That being said, the fast and transactional nature of him waiting for me to arrive so I could wrap my mouth on his dick just in time for him to cum had been playing through my mind and I'd wanked out multiple loads of my own thinking about how sexy I found it. How he had been waiting for me naked and edging right behind his front door and that he didn't seem to care that I hadn't fully shut it while he filled my throat with his load. He was purely focused on emptying his nuts and making sure his seed didn't go to waste.

One night about 5 days after my last story took place I was home on the sofa winding down from a long day, not particularly looking but my hand was on my dick like it pretty much always is (I never wear clothes at home). It was a warm night and was getting close to my bed time when I heard that familiar chime from my phone letting me know I'd received a message on the app. I was debating whether or not to check it because it was late and I wasn't really looking but curiosity got the better of me and I tapped the notification to load the message.

It was him! He'd sent me a tap which didn't tell me a whole lot but I replied with a tap back. Pretty much immediately another message came through with just a splash emoji (????) so I sent a drooling emoji back (????). Not sure if this was going anywhere I put my phone down and went to brush my teeth. When I finished I saw that he'd replied.

"It's a warm night so I'm taking full advantage of it."

"That sounds intriguing," I sent back. "Tell me more."

"Well, I'm in my courtyard naked, drinking beers and stroking my meat."

Last time I walked over to his place I noticed he had a semi-enclosed courtyard at the front of the house. A mid-height brick fence with some hedging that reached about 6 feet tall and would offer a modest amount of privacy during the day but at night I'd imagine you wouldn't be seen in there unless someone was specifically looking. That he was naked and wanking out there was a big turn on. My cock started thickening at the thought.

"How long have you been at it?" I asked.

"About two hours now. Definitely need to blow this load asap. My balls are so full and starting to ache." His message came back very quickly, followed by, "would be a shame to have to let it all spill on the pavers."

And there it was. Just as he said last time, he wanted my mouth to empty his load into. Not to suck him to completion but just as a hole to take his seed after a long wank. My horny brain kicked in to overdrive and the days of dreaming about our previous encounter eliminated all thoughts of bed. A third message appeared. "You should be here naked to swallow it."

That clinched it. I speedily replied, "3 minutes away" to which he just sent another splash emoji. I slid on a loose pair of gym shorts and sandals but decided it was faster not to bother with a shirt. I'd have walked over naked if I could but even though it was only a 3 minute walk and it was pretty late, I didn't think it was worth the risk.

The whole walk over was a blur. My cock was fully hard in my loose shorts and if anyone had walked past me they definitely would have noticed it. With every step my cock bounced around in the loose material, threatening to slip out from the leg hole but I didn't care. All I knew is that in moments I'd find him naked with a dick ready to explode and then moments later I'd have my throat coated. The thing I'd been wanking to ever since our last meet.

I approached the gate to his courtyard and glanced to see if he was visible from the street. He wasn't but I was certain he'd be there. I opened the gate and looked to the right and there he was as promised, kicking back on a chair, fully naked and legs spread, hand flying up and down his hard, glistening cock. Without hesitation I stepped towards him and fell to my knees between his thighs and engulfed his cock right to the base in one smooth stroke. He groaned and I felt both of his hands on the back of my head holding me in place and then with one solitary thrust of his hips his cock swelled in my neck over and over, pumping out his backed up load of cum right into me. I felt the base of his dick throbbing between my lips at least 8 or 9 times as he shot more and more cum directly into my stomach, bypassing my throat and any need to actively swallow. Then after about 30 seconds his hands left my head and I knew that he was done. I withdrew his still thick but now less hard meat from my mouth and took a second to stare at it whilst tasting his copious load on my breath as the last of it still coated my throat. And then I was on my feet and heading out the gate for the quick walk back home without exchanging a single word.

The whole way back I pawed at the front of my shorts. Desperately wanting to pull my dick out and wank right there on the street but the small amount of self-preservation I had left to battle my horny brain didn't let me. That being said, if anyone had seen me it would have been clear I was masturbating through my shorts the whole walk home. As soon as I walked in the front door I dropped the shorts and blew a huge load right on the hallway floor.