My Neighbour Hates Wasting Cum Ch. 07

My jaw was sore from being stretched open so much and my throat was feeling numb from the bruising abuse it had taken throughout the weekend but my balls were churning with so much unspent cum that a strong breeze on my dick would have made me erupt. It was now Sunday evening and I was on my knees (surprising, I know) after my neighbour entered my backdoor unannounced and simply sat himself on my couch and pointed at his hard cock. He was taking his time with this one; both hands firmly holding my head in place while grinding his hips into my face with his dick firmly lodged in my throat. His bulbous head was continuously rubbing over the spot where my gag reflex used to be, lubricating it with his unending drips of precum. My mind went back into that zen state that cocksuckers can enjoy whilst still giving excellent head. This weekend's events all ran through my memory as he continued to treat me like a wank toy.

After Saturday morning's 3 load breakfast, my list of swallowings continued to expand exponentially.

9. Fourth load of the morning. This time he waited an hour after my last feeding and called me back over. He was right behind the courtyard gate and so I swallowed his load there at the entrance with the gate open. Thankfully it was quick.

10. Saturday's 5th load. Around 2pm. I guess he needed a bit of time to recharge after the first 4 loads. Again in the courtyard. I nearly got caught pulling my shorts back up in the alleyway but pretty sure I'm in the clear.

11. Load 6 of the day. Again with the VR headset. This guy must be addicted to porn. Maybe that's how he's so horny all the time.

12. Got a ???? message from him. I guessed he was heading to me and waited for him on my knees in the backyard. He let himself in, walked over and fucked my throat for about 5 minutes before shooting.

13. Didn't hear from him before heading to bed. Woke up to him pulling my head onto his cock just as he was shooting his load. Nearly choked on the cum but managed to make sure it all got swallowed.

14. Sunday- got a message right at 6am. No sleep in for me. He was in his own bed with the lights off. Had to practically feel my way to his cock.

15. 9am, another outdoor swallowing. Just as he was about to pump his load into my neck a couple of women walked past the outside of his courtyard. Don't think they saw anything but pretty sure he groaned louder than usual as he shot. Maybe he wants to be caught!

16. 9:30am, I feel like as soon as I got home I had to go back. Not getting anything done this weekend. Going to have to get my groceries delivered.

17. Midday load just as I finished making lunch. My jaw is getting sore. Not sure I can chew my food right now anyway. At least my stomach is full of cum.

18. 2:45pm. I definitely got spotted by the grocery delivery guy. Was walking back after taking another load and the driver pulled into my driveway just as I was returning. There's no way he didn't notice my dick through my gym shorts. Fuck it. I'm too horny to care right now. Plus he was kinda sexy.

19. 4:30pm. Again with the VR headset. Although this time he didn't have headphones on and I could hear the porn he was watching. Seemed like a group scene based on the voices and amount of grunting.

And so that brings me to load 20. The one he blasted in the deepest part of my neck right as I finished reminiscing about all of the cum I'd already had this weekend. He flopped back onto the comfortable cushions on my couch and took a momentary breather. The head of his dick was glistening with my throat slime and a couple of drops of cum which I dutifully licked up. Shockingly, he reached over and tousled my hair briefly in a strange showing of affection but that's where it stopped. He stood up and let himself out the same way he came in, still not uttering anything other than groans. I remained on my knees staring at the patch of saliva that had dripped down his balls and soaked into the couch fabric where he has been sitting moments ago, a testimony to my work.

The hair tousle confused me. That was the first time he'd actually touched me in any way that wasn't directing my head to bounce on his meat. What did it mean? Did it mean anything? I gradually got off my knees and saw that it was nearly time for me to get to bed. That last last load took way longer than usual - close to 15 minutes of throat abuse.

I turned off all the lights downstairs and cracked open the backdoor for my cat as usual and then went up to have a short shower before hitting the hay. Whilst towelling off, a message came through, "You did so well this weekend, boy. You're starting to prove yourself. You should feel proud that you could keep up with me." And along with it came a picture of his hard cock. I stared at it. I mean, it had been the centre of my focus for nearly 2 weeks now but I still couldn't help but be transfixed by it. It was the perfect cock: a little over 7.5 inches long (that's what he said on his profile), girthy without being unswallowable, uncut with foreskin that pulls right back when he's hard to uncover a plum sized head with a slit that never stops leaking precum. Honestly, just staring at that photo made me feel like I was about to shoot and at that point I figured I could! It sounded like he was done for the weekend so now I could release my own pent up frustration before dozing off.

Standing in front of my bathroom mirror I maximised the cock pic he sent me and placed my phone on a shelf at eye level. Unblinking, I fisted my hard penis while staring at his dick and the sensation made my knees buckle enough that I had to use my free hand to grab the sink so I wouldn't fall. This wasn't going to take long, I was so close already and I'd swallowed 14 of his loads since the last time I'd let myself cum. I kept my eyes transfixed on his glorious cock and continued to let my hand fly up and down my own pole, each upward stroke eliciting a small drop of precum to leak from my tip. I got closer and closer, my eyes running down the length of his cock, trying to memorise it, and then my balls contracted and with a massive exhale I started pumping out the biggest load of cum I'd ever shot. 7, 8, 9 pulses and it was still going. Every throb of my dick aligned with the beating of my heart and the pulsing of my balls as the 15th and final shot of cum dribbled out of me.

I was spent. I didn't even have enough energy to wipe all of my cum off the bathroom mirror. I just licked my hand clean of the small amount that was on there and collapsed into bed without turning off my lamp.

I don't think I even dreamed that night. I slept soundly, even for me. The weekend's activities had taken it out of me. When I initially made the offer to swallow his loads whenever he needed I never expected it to be like this. But isn't this what a lot of guys fantasise about?

At some point during the night I felt hands on my head pulling me onto a cock, I didn't open my eyes but just instinctually relaxed my jaw and parted my lips. I really thought he had finished for the weekend but I guess he still had more to feed me. It wasn't a long one; no more than 30 seconds of mouth fucking and my tongue was covered with cum that I dutifully swallowed. As he pulled out I dropped back onto my pillow and cracked my eyes open and then reactively recoiled. It wasn't my neighbour! I had no idea who this man was that had just let himself into my place and force fed me his cock and cum!