My Neighbour

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx, Yorkshire England.

Please note that I am a British female, and I write in British English and vernacular, so for me a fanny is the correct term for female genitalia, a pussy is a pet cat, and the ass is a bum or arse.

I apologise for any typo errors in my story - I edit these myself, and I'm not perfect...

I was out the front of the house just tidying up after mowing the lawn. Pattie my wife was at the supermarket and then she would go to the other shops, I had hours to myself. James the guy that had just moved in two houses up called out a hello.

"Hi James," I said back to him.

He walked down the street and came across to me.

"How's it going Phil?" He asked.

"Just mowed the lawn and just finished up, wife is out doing retail therapy with my credit cards."

"Ha, yes, look, do you fancy a beer? I know it is a bit early here, but somewhere it is a bit late."

"Yes, let me put the stuff away and wash my hands and I'll come and knock on the door, okay?"

James wandered back and I began putting the gardening tools away. In the house I washed my hands, grabbed my keys and left, locking the door behind me. I walked up to James' house and knocked on his door.

After a moment the door swung open and I was invited in. "Come in, we'll sit in the lounge, I've opened you a beer already."

I followed James into his lounge, he pointed to a beer on the side table by the sofa, I picked it up and then sat down on the sofa, James sat opposite me and raised his bottle.

"Cheers," he said taking a swig.

"Cheers James," I replied and took a swig myself.

"Look, I have to tell you something, okay?" James said. I was puzzled, what could it be.

"Okay, fire away," I said taking another pull at the beer."

"I am gay."

"Okay, is that it?"

"Does that bother you?"

"No, why, should it?"

"It does bother some people, they seem to think that I would be trying to rape them or something."

"Jeez. Well it doesn't bother me, and anyway, we are about the same size, so good luck with the rape thing."

He laughed and took another drink, and I noticed that he seemed to physically relax.

"Well, I thought with you being married and all, straight that is, that you might be offended."

"Good God no. No, that doesn't bother and it never did. It has been a long time now."

"Long time?"

"Yeah, a long time since I felt the pleasure in my arse."

"Do you live a lie Phil?"

"God no, not at all, I just haven't been with a man for over twenty years, I kind of fell off the circuit and then things became comfortable with Pattie and I never got back on the circuit."

"I would never have guessed, but perhaps that is why I felt comfortable talking to you."

I shrugged and took another drink. I had always been Bi, but Pattie was always straight and had never been interested in threesomes, a threesome would have let me fuck her whilst he fucked me, whoever he turned out to be.

"I have to say you have surprised me. Do you miss it, dick I mean."

I sat back and took a drink from the bottle. I could almost feel my arse puckering as I remembered my last dick, it had been a very long time ago.

"Yes James, Yes, I do miss it. Oh well."

"Do you want to, not miss it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Perhaps I could help you?"

"Oh."

"Would you care to see what I have, I have no problem if you say no, we will change the subject and that will be that."

Did I? Did I want to see his dick? I guessed that perhaps I did.

"Yes," I said quietly.

James stood up and undid the belt on his trousers and then he undid his trousers and the zip of his fly. He put his hand in his waistband and pushed his trousers and underpants down, his dick stood proud.

"Oh, nice dick," I said, my eyes transfixed.

"Do you want to touch it?" He asked.

I nodded and got up moving to stand in front of him. I reached down and for the first time in years I felt a dick that wasn't mine. I eased his foreskin back revealing his glans, red and purple and shiny.

"I need a closer look," I said dropping to my knees, his dick in front of my face, his musky aroma pervading my nostrils. I moved his foreskin back and forth watching his glans appear and disappear, watching his foreskin as it flowed over his rim. I leant forward, I opened my mouth, and I took him inside me.

He gasped as I ran my mouth along his dick, sliding it over my tongue, past my tonsils and into my throat. It had been so long since I last had man meat in my mouth, tickling my tonsils and filling my throat, and I had forgotten how good it felt. I held his balls and squeezed them gently, just enough, but not too much to cause pain.

I let his balls drop and I ran my fingers along his perineum to his crinkle. He gasped and gulped and he widened his stance a little, giving me better access. I pulled my fingers back and let spittle dribble from my mouth to lubricate the tips and then I pushed at his sphincter, a steady pressure as I sucked his dick and penetrated his arse.

A moment of hesitation and then his muscle conceded and first one, and then two fingers were inside him, I pushed all the way, both knuckles, and then I parted my fingers, moving them around inside him. I felt him jerk, small spasms along his dick, and I eased my mouth back and ran my tongue around his rim, licking at the membrane holding his foreskin.

"I'm going to cum," he gasped.

I pushed my mouth back over his length, my nose pressed hard against his pubis and I felt the jerks as his dick spurted and the cool of his ejaculations as they shot down my throat, lost somewhere about mid chest. I sucked and cleaned and finally I leant back and pulled my fingers out of his arse.

"Wow. I wasn't expecting that today," James said, "not in a million years."

I licked my lips and smiled. "Not a drop spilled," I said.

I stood up and James dropped to his knees in front of me. He undid my belt and lowered my zip, his eyes looking up at mine as he pulled my trousers and underpants down to my ankles. I stepped out of them and stood half naked in front of him, my dick hard and pointing directly at his face.

He held my balls, squeezing them enough to cause some pain, and then rolled my testes inside their sac. He leant forward and kissed the end of my dick before pulling my foreskin back. Pattie was the only one that had my dick in their mouth for many years, it would be interesting to compare James' technique, he had some competition, Pattie was an excellent felatio artiste.

I stood and closed my eyes, I wanted the sensory experience of feel, not of sight. James' hand gripped my shaft and he eased my foreskin back, I felt it pop over my rim, my glans exposed to the hot air in his mouth. His tongue tapped gently around my hole and then his licked around my glans just above my rim, and then I gasped as he ran along my rim, so sensitive, his touch almost orgasmic.

His mouth covered my dick and he slowly took me fully into his mouth, the heat intense on my glans, his saliva coating the end of my dick making it slippery across his tongue. I could feel the pressure as he sucked, and then his hand holding my balls began pulsing in synchronisation with his fucking my dick with his mouth.

Pleasures were coursing through my body, I could hear my gasps and gulps in the silence of his front room, the occasional slurp adding to the symphony. I felt a thumb at my arse, he was rotating it, pushing it inside me, fatter than a single finger and there was a pop as my crinkle gave way and he was inside me, rocking his finger in time with pulsing my balls.

My pressures were growing and I felt that small tell tale pinch deep at my root, deep inside my groin and I knew I was close.

"I'm cumming," I gasped as I felt my dick tense, my balls tightened and I spurted inside his mouth, twice, three times, my body bucking as I ejaculated. James let my dick fall from his mouth and he stood up. He took my face in his hands and he kissed me, his tongue transferring my spunk from his mouth into mine.

"Turn around and bend forward," he said.

I turned away from him, widened my legs and leant on the sofa. I felt him standing between my legs, his dick between my buttocks. I heard him spit onto his hand and then the feel of him smearing his spit around my arse. The pressure, I felt the pressure of his dick as he pressed it against me, there was a moment and then he was in, sliding deep into my bowel.

No pain, just pleasure, my arse stretched wide like when you have a really satisfying crap. I couldn't feel his dick inside me, just the pleasure of the stretch of my ring. He eased back, I wondered if he would go all the way out, and then he pushed back in hard, his body slapping hard against my buttocks as he began to fuck my arse.

There was a warmth and a feeling of pleasure as his dick sawed in and out of my arse, his hands resting on my shoulders as he fucked me, my breath escaping in gasps as his pubis slapped against my cheeks.

"God, you have a great arse," he said, "I need to fuck you again and again."

"It will be my pleasure," I gasped as I felt him thrust harder and then hold and I felt a coolness inside my bowel as his dick spurted inside me. He eased back and I felt his dick fall from my arse. I turned and knelt before him and sucked his dick into my mouth, cleaning him as my dick hardened once more.

"You need to turn and bend forward," I said, "I need to fuck you."

He pulled away from me and turned around, taking the same position that I had just had. I smeared the semen I had sucked off his dick around the crinkle in his arse, I took my dick in my hand and I pressed against his sphincter where I had pushed two fingers not long before.

He sighed and his arse opened, and my dick pushed in, God his arse was tight, and it was hot. I pressed against his back with my hands to steady myself and I began to withdraw slowly, pulling back until my rim was just inside him, his muscles squeezing my dick hard. I pushed back in with all the force I had, my pubis cracking loudly against his buttocks, my balls swaying against his as I fucked him.

The sound of slaps reverberated around his lounge, his gasps and my grunts adding their contribution. I could feel his arse grip my dick like a vice, it had been so long since I had felt such tightness in a fuck, Pattie didn't mind anal occasionally, but it never felt like this, never gripped my dick quite this tightly.

I had no ability to hold back, my balls were too excited at the old familiar sensations and they began to boil, my root tweaked with darts of pain and a roar left my mouth as I spurted deep in his bowl, once, twice, three times, gasping and gulping for breath as my orgasm exploded. I was spent.

I pulled back and my dick fell from his arse, his arse open, red around the edge, dark in the middle, smears of white spunk showing the pleasures we had taken. I stood back my chest heaving.

"God, you're a good fucker and a good fuck," James said as he stood.

"I ought to get going," I said.

"Will you be back for more?"

"Hell yes."