3. Jeff
The blissful warmth unfurled over my body as I felt those familiar feelings of getting a truly great blowjob. In my dream, some busty blonde was giving me head as I lounged in my bed. In reality, I was never much impressed with oral sex, because none of my girlfriends could take my cock all the way in. But the blonde vixen deepthroated me like a pro, finally fulfilling a lifelong fantasy. Soon, I came down her throat so strong I shuddered like I was being electrocuted.
Wow, that was some blowjob!
But something felt off. It was too real to be a dream. And it should have been over now that I’d come, but I could still feel soft lips wrapped around my meat, licking it clean. So I brushed off the lusty visions and opened my eyes. And I saw the neighbor’s kid, Danny, crouching between my legs and sucking my cock.
“What the fuck—?” I yelled. I almost fell off the couch as I jumped, pushing him away.
“Mr. Dav—Jeff,” he said, red in the face. “I am so sorry! I came to… to return the book Matt lent me, and I… I saw you sleeping, and… and…” He buried his face in his hands, still on his knees. “Oh my God, I am going to die.”
“Daniel,” I said, standing over him, hands on my hips, struggling to find the right words. My semi-hard cock was still wet and dripping from his saliva, kind of ruining the serious mood I was going for. “That was not okay. I was asleep and not aware of what was going on… I didn’t realize it was you! I would’ve never allowed that to happen otherwise!”
“Please don’t tell my parents,” the kid pleaded, rising up.
Well, that would be an awkward conversation to have. How would I even explain it? “I won’t tell anyone,” I said, and he relaxed a little. “But you should go home now. And don’t ever think to do that again.”
But as I said it, some depraved part of my brain rebelled, thinking: Are you sure about that? The kid just gave you the best blowjob of your life. The first and only time someone has managed to take your entire cock in and deepthroat you. And you want to throw it away, just like that?
I’m not gay! My conscience shouted, but that wicked part didn’t want to give up: A mouth is a mouth. What’s the big deal?
I looked at him; the kid was on the verge of tears. I couldn’t send him home like that. “Look—” I began, but then the bell rang. So I stomped across the room and jerked the door open. A delivery guy stood on my porch, holding out my pizza. I paid him, said thanks, and shut the door behind him, bringing the pizza box to the living room, where Danny stood looking at me wide-eyed like I was some sort of alien. “What?” I said, placing the box on the table, still a little annoyed.
“You… You went and opened the door like that…” He was gesturing at me, and I remembered I was still naked from the waist down, Porky Piggin’ it, cock all shiny from his spittle. So that’s why the pizza guy was smirking. The funniest thing was, Danny looked at me with open admiration in his eyes. He was in awe.
“Okay, look…” I said. Then I opened the pizza box and pushed it toward him, the aroma of melted cheese and tomato sauce making my stomach growl. “Have a slice, and we’ll talk things through.” He sat down and I brought two plates from the kitchen, then went to the fridge, picking a Bud Light for me and a Coke for him.
“I’m twenty-three, you know,” he said as I placed the can on the living room table next to his plate. “I could drink beer too.” But he took the soda and gulped it down.
I sat in an armchair opposite him, and for a time we simply ate in silence. Whenever I looked at him, he was staring at my crotch. When he noticed I was watching him, he lowered his gaze, embarrassed that I had caught him. But after a few moments, he started staring again, like he was unable to help himself. And it didn’t escape me that my horny little neighbor was sporting a visible tent in his shorts, which were already wet in the middle. Oh boy. I thought I should go and put some shorts on, but I guessed it was kind of late for that, anyway.
“What you did was wrong,” I finally said to him, sternly but in a calm voice. “I didn’t give you permission, and you used me.” As he started to apologize again, I put my hand up, cutting him off. “However—I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it.”
His face lit up like a Christmas tree. “You did?”
“Well… yes. But that doesn’t mean it will happen again.”
“Oh.” He was crestfallen once more.
I mean, could it happen again? I thought about it. He clearly wanted it. I clearly enjoyed it. So, what was stopping us? Yeah, I wasn’t attracted to guys and didn’t have any desire to reciprocate, but if he just wanted to suck me off from time to time… I wasn’t bothered by the fact that he was a guy as much as the fact that he was the neighbor’s kid, who used to play with my sons growing up. But he was all grown up now, and…
“What would you want, Daniel?”
“To suck your cock,” he replied at once. “Whenever you want.”
“Just that?”
He blushed. “Well… I’d like you to fuck me too, if you want…”
“Son, I’m not gay. I don’t fuck men.”
“But a hole is a hole—”
“ Daniel .”
“All right, then. Just blowjobs.”
My traitorous cock twitched. I took a long sip of my beer, leaning back in my chair. “Come here.”
Danny swiftly sank to his knees and crawled across the carpet, settling between my spread thighs. He looked at my cock with adoration, then into my eyes, expecting my next order. So he liked to be told what to do, eh?
“Lick my balls,” I said, and he went straight to it before I even finished the sentence. He lapped at my nuts like they were the most delicious dessert, while I finished the last slice of pizza. My cock began to grow. Danny certainly knew what he was doing, sucking and swallowing my balls one by one, rolling them with his tongue inside his hot wet mouth as my cock started leaking. “I was asleep the first time, thinking it was all a dream. Now, I want to experience everything while I’m fully aware. You’re going to suck my cock, and then I’m going to fuck your mouth until I shoot my load down your throat again. Nod if that sounds good. Yeah, that’s a good boy. Now take this big dick into your mouth and work on it.”