Neighbor Across The Window Ch. 04

So yeah. I sent Adam a video of me gagging on Chris's cock.

Nothing extreme. Okay, maybe his cock was buried deep in my throat. Enough to let Adam know what he was missing. Enough to make him squirm. And maybe, if I was lucky enough to make him finally get off that high horse and come over.

I showed the message from Adam to Chris.

"Dude," I grinned. "It worked. He wants to join in.."

Chris didn't even blink. He just looked at me, still half-hard, wiped his lip with his thumb and said, "Then what are you waiting for? Send him your door number."

So I did.

No come-over. No invite. Just:

6B, Ridgeview Court, across from you.

Then I looked back at Adam's window.

Yeah. He was gone. Lights off. Curtains still parted like he'd left in a rush.

About two minutes later, my intercom buzzed.

"Hey," came the voice. Breathless. "It's Adam."

I let him in without a word.

My heart was pounding now. I turned to Chris, who was already lounging back on the bed, lazily stroking himself like we were queuing up the second act.

I got down on my knees, facing the door. Positioned myself at the edge of the bed, ready. Waiting.

When the knock came, I didn't answer.

I looked at Chris. He smirked, stood up, and went to open it.

And the second the door swung open, there he was.

Adam.

Tight compression shirt, loose gym shorts and low-cut sneakers. He didn't say a word, just took his shirt off and walked towards me.

His chest rose and fell like he'd run here. His arms were thick and tense, and his abs.... fuck......, they looked better up close than they ever had through a window. Every contour of him looked tight, sharp, drawn with want.

And yeah, he had a full-on hard-on pitching through his shorts. No underwear, dude was freeballing, it was quite evident. Just this heavy, curved outline stretching the fabric. It was bold. It was hot. I couldn't look away.

He just walked in, slow and focused, straight toward me like he'd made his decision ten floors ago. He stopped when he reached me. I was still kneeling. Eyes up. Mouth parted. Waiting.

He stood in front of me.

That was my cue.

I reached up with both hands and tugged his shorts down.

No resistance. He let them fall.

And yeah, I was right, he wasn't wearing any underwear.

His cock sprang out thick and heavy, a deep tan shaft with prominent veins running along the sides, crowned by a swollen, flushed head that was already leaking. It curved up slightly, semi-wet at the tip.

Girthy. Meaty. The kind of cock that filled your mouth before you even tried.

I wrapped my hand around the base.. felt the weight of it and brought my mouth forward without a second thought.

I took the tip between my lips, just enough to taste him. Salty, heady, warm. Then more. I eased down inch by inch, spit pooling at the corners of my mouth as I worked him in deeper.

Adam let out this breathy, shaky moan. One hand came down to rest on the back of my head. Gently pushing my mouth closer towards his cock.

I started to build a rhythm. Slow at first. Wet, deliberate sucks. My tongue swirled around the tip, then flattened against the underside as I slid deeper, inch by inch, until I felt him twitch against the roof of my mouth.

Chris watched from the bed, jerking himself off now, one leg up, eyes glued to us like he was watching a live porno.

I moaned around Adam's cock, spit running down my chin, my own dick hard and untouched beneath me.

Adam was groaning now, eyes shut, hips twitching forward every time I swallowed him deeper. His abs tensed. His thighs flexed.

I pulled back slightly... just to breathe, lips glossy and red, a thick strand of spit connecting Adam's cock to my mouth.

But before I could say a word, Adam's hand tightened on the back of my head.

"No," he muttered, voice strained and low. "No, you don't get to pull off now."

His hips twitched. His abs were tense. His thighs flexed like he was trying to keep himself from going off too soon.

"You've been teasing me," he said, breathing heavy. "Deepthroating your friend right in front of me... fucking stroking him while looking me in the eye."

His cock pulsed against my lips.

"You don't get to stop now."

Behind us, Chris let out a lazy, wicked laugh. "Yeah, Leo," he said. "Go deeper. I know you've got more in you."

Smug fucker. He sounded impressed.

I swallowed and slid my mouth back down on Adam's cock without hesitation, shoving past my own limits, pushing until I felt the head of his cock press the back of my throat. My eyes watered. My jaw ached. But I wanted this.

I wanted him.

Adam let out a full-bodied moan. One of those unguarded, desperate ones that made my cock twitch underneath me.

I bobbed my head faster, pushing into a rhythm now, deepthraoting and gagging on his cock, letting my spit drip down his shaft. His hand stayed tight on my head, making sure i don't take his cock out of my mouth for even a second.. Needy. Possessive.

Chris was sitting on the bed, still slowly stroking his own cock while watching Adam fuck my mouth.

"Damn, this is hot," he muttered. "You should see your face, Leo."

"Get more comfortable," Chris said. "Get on the bed. Lemme see that hole while you gag on your neighbor's cock."

Chris didn't wait for a response.

He grabbed my waist, pulled me up off my knees, and nudged me forward onto the bed like he was flipping me into position. My knees hit the mattress, chest still low, Adam adjusted himself on the bed and his cock was still throbbing in front of my face. I barely had time to breathe before Chris spread my thighs wider from behind.

"Right there," Chris said, voice low. "Don't move."

And then... his mouth.

Wet and hot and hungry. I flinched when I felt his tongue swipe up the crack of my ass, slow and deliberate. He didn't waste time. He went straight for it, lips pressed to my hole, tongue circling, tasting.

Adam's cock was standing at a perfect 90-degree angle.

Thick. Veiny. Red at the tip. And twitching.

I adjusted my head and leaned towards Adam's cock and once again took him in my mouth.

His cock was hot and hard and pulsing on my tongue. I wrapped my lips tighter around it, dragged my mouth down the shaft, then pulled back slowly with a long suck that made his thighs twitch. My hands slid up the backs of his legs. I moaned a little just to hear his reaction.

My mouth was full with Adam's cock. My body was arching while Chris was fucking feasting on my ass like he hadn't eaten in days.... tongue slipping in and out, fingers digging into my hips to hold me still. He licked me open with slow, deep swipes. Then faster, more focused. His tongue curled, pressed inside. Hot. Wet. Dirty.

Chris's fingers started spreading me wider while his tongue drilled deeper inside me. His breath was hot, his stubble scratched lightly around my rim, and my whole body jerked every time he flicked his tongue in.

My hands were on Adam's thighs, my head bobbing, spit dripping down my chin and stringing between my lips and his shaft.

Chris licked me like he was addicted. Deep. Slow. Then fast again. His tongue was wild. His hands gripped my hips harder, and when I moaned around Adam's cock, Adam growled.

"F--fuck," he breathed. "Your mouth... holy shit..."

I sucked harder. Not just to impress him.... but because I wanted to. I wanted to drain him while Chris made my knees weak from behind. I wanted to lose myself in both of them.

"God," I mumbled around the shaft in my throat, "fuck me, Chris..."

And he did.

I didn't even hear the condom tear open. But suddenly, the wet glide of lube replaced his tongue, and then....

"Ohhh...... fuck..." I gasped out as I felt him push into me.

It wasn't fast. Chris took his time. Inch by inch, his cock spread me open, and I moaned as I sank lower on Adam's dick to match the rhythm. My lips sealed around Adam's head, just as Chris bottomed out.

"Shit," I groaned, body trembling. "That's so--deep..."

Chris didn't say anything, but I could hear his breathing change. Hear his soft grunts as he pulled back and slid in again. The way his hips smacked into my ass with every thrust. He knew this wasn't about teasing anymore.

It was full-on fucking.

And Adam... Adam was watching the whole thing.

He reached down and held my head. Not rough. Just firm. Like he wanted to feel everything. His fingers tangled in my hair as he fed himself slowly into my throat, inch by inch, with this stunned look on his face. His brows drawn tight. His chest rising and falling fast.

"Damn, Leo," he murmured. "I didn't know guys were this good with their mouths."

Chris slammed into me harder. His grunts louder now. My eyes rolled back. I was full. My mouth full. My ass full. My body was shaking from pleasure in both directions and I couldn't even speak.... I could only moan around Adam's cock as Chris fucked me harder from behind.

"You like that?" Chris grunted, digging into my hips. "Like being used by both of us?"

I couldn't answer.

I just swallowed Adam deeper.

Sloppy sounds filled the room, wet slaps, breathy moans, the occasional fuck from Adam's lips when I took him all the way in. Chris's balls slapped against mine. His rhythm was relentless.

"Oh my God," Adam gasped. "Don't stop, Leo..... fuck..... don't stop......."

He was close.

I could feel it in the way his thighs tensed under my hands. The way his breathing sharpened. The way his cock twitched on my tongue. I sucked deeper, faster. Flattened my tongue. Swirled it around the base before sinking again. My eyes flicked up to watch his face.

That face was blissed-out.

And suddenly, I felt it.

Chris's grip tightened. His thrusts turned wild. His body tensed behind me.

"Fuck..... fuck.... Leo... I'm..." he moaned.

I gripped Adam harder and let him use my throat. Chris slammed into me once, twice more...

Then....

"Fuuuck!" Adam cried out, shooting hot down my throat.

Chris groaned and bit down lightly on my shoulder, burying himself inside me as his own orgasm hit, hips jerking uncontrollably. His moans were raw, low, breathless against my skin.

My whole body shook.

I swallowed Adam's load like it was the only thing keeping me alive. Chris collapsed forward, his arms wrapping around my chest, his cock twitching still deep inside me.

I was still on my knees, Adam in front of me, Chris buried behind me, my body shaking between them.

And I realized....

I'd just taken two loads at the same time.

One deep in my throat, from my hot, probably-still-"straight" neighbor.

The other filling my hole from my filthy fuck buddy.

Adam was still twitching in my mouth. His cock still pulsing. Still leaking the final drops.

"Dude," he gasped, staring down at me like I'd ruined his life. "You have to like... blow me every single day after work."

I slowly pulled off his cock, strings of cum connecting us. A glistening mess from his tip to my lips.

Chris was still behind me, probably shaking from the orgasm he'd just unloaded into my ass.

And I laughed. Giddy. Exhausted. Fucked stupid.

"It's a good thing you live right across the street," I murmured, licking my lips. "Just stand at the window shirtless and I'll be over in just under two minutes.."

Adam grinned. "Right after work, I'll unload in you."

He said it like a promise. Then walked backwards, grabbed his shorts off the floor and wore them loosely around his waist, tossed his T-shirt over his shoulder and left.

I turned to Chris, still catching his breath.

Smirking, I exhaled and muttered, "Mission successful."