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The summer after my sophomore year of college I spent back in my hometown living with my parents. I was still in the closet to them despite the fact that I had spent the past two years at school being out. Not that they wouldn’t have been cool, and they were when I eventually told them, but somehow I enjoyed having this secret life from them.

When I first arrived home that summer my father had commented on how I was “starting to look like a man.” I guess he was referring to the fact that I had bulked up considerably during the past semester and through the last vestiges of puberty had sprouted a thick mat of dark brown hair across my torso. I liked the way I looked then, just under six foot, tall and lean, an otter if ever there was one.

At school I had been with a few guys but most of them wanted me to top and none of the encounters had ever really been satisfying. That was probably due to the fact that I knew what I wanted and it was not the little twinks I was meeting at school. I wanted a man to hold me down and teach me how to bottom like only a real man can. This is the story of me finally getting what I had always wanted.

My parents had, for the past forever, gone to North Carolina every summer for three weeks. I had been forced to go with them for most of my life until I turned sixteen when they started leaving me at home, which I preferred greatly. This particular summer the day that they left coincided with another very big event: the new neighbor moved in.

The house next door had been empty for three years ever sense old man Harding had died, but when I looked out of the window in the living room after wishing my parents a safe trip I saw a moving van outside and a group of hunky sweaty men moving boxes into the house. I felt my cock stiffening in my shorts looking at them and quickly went upstairs to jerk off. That was the first of three loads I shot that day.

By the end of the day the movers were gone and the house was quiet. Despite peaking out of the windows often like the neighbor from Bewitched I didn’t seen the new owner of the house at all that day. In fact I didn’t see any activity at the house for several days.

I had gotten into the habit, not having anything that I really needed to be doing that summer, of staying up till three or four in the morning and then waking up at around noon. Waking up on Wednesday I rolled out of bed, pulled on a pair of basketball shorts (I sleep naked) and walked over to open the curtains on my window. What I saw below me in the neighbor’s back yard stopped me dead in my tracks.

Down below in a secluded part of the neighbor’s backyard that you could only partly see from my window were two naked men, one was around my age and looked like the blond twinks from school, the other was a herculean specimen of manliness. The man had the twink bent over in front of him and was hammering away at the dude’s hole like there was no tomorrow. I opened my window a crack and knelt down so I could listen at the crack and try to hear what they were saying. They were too far away to make out much but I distinctly heard the twink say, “Please breed my hole.” The twink was getting barebacked by some guy who I could only assume was my new neighbor. My cock was hard as a rock. I shoved my hand down my shorts and started jerking off feverously. I could hear the sounds of the twink whimpering as my new neighbor destroyed his hole, and then at long last I hear my neighbor say “take my load boy” and the twink let out a little cry as my neighbor bottomed out in his hole.

I shot my load inside my shorts making a big sticky mess, before I got up to clean myself up I looked out of my window again. The twink was slowly pulling himself off my neighbor’s cock oblivious to the world in his post fuck haze. Suddenly just as his cock popped from the twinks hole my new neighbor looked up at my window and winked at me. I quickly moved out of the window and went to take a shower.

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I was simultaneously excited and terrified that the neighbor had seen me watching him breed the twink. But even after shooting my load and a very cold shower my cock was still hard and every time I passed a window that looked onto his house I would peer out hoping for a glimpse of him again.

Almost an hour later I was hornier then I think I have ever been in my entire life. I was sitting naked at my computer scrolling through the porn Tumblr’s that I follow and rubbing my index finger against my tight twenty-year-old pucker. Suddenly my dreams of cock were interrupted by the all too familiar chirp of a Scruff notification from my iPhone. I pulled up the app and jumped over to the new messages. I had one new message, the picture was of a man’s hairy muscular chest. His stats said that he was fourty-five, six three, and two hundred pounds and under type he listed himself as a bear and muscular. I opened the message:

“Enjoy the show earlier boy?”

OH MY GOD! It was from him, it had to be. I decided to play dumb and messaged back, “What?”

A few moments later his reply came in:

“I saw you watching me breed that sweet twink hole from your window earlier.”

And then a moment later:

“Like what you see?”

“I couldn’t really see much,” I responded.

“Well why don’t you hope the fence into my back yard and get a closer look.”

“lol. Are you serious?”

“Hell yeah boy. Jump the fence I promise you’ll like what you find.”

I couldn’t believe it. The man of my dreams was propositioning me, and not only that I would be his second boy of the day. My cock was doing the thinking for me, I was to horny to think of anything but my lust. I grabbed a clean pair of basketball shorts out of the closet and without making any attempts to hide my boner ran downstairs, out the back door and scrambled over the fence.

It took me a moment to get my bearings after dropping down over the fence, I had never been in old man Harding’s backyard before, he was the sort of old man who hated kids. Then I saw him, the perfect specimen of manliness, leaning against the frame of the sliding glass door that lead into the kitchen wearing nothing but a jockstrap. I walked over to him, slowly trying not to look too eager despite the fact that I had just literally sprinted out of my house to get to him. He smiled, a broad toothy grin, and winked at me again.

Now that I was closer I could see his sparkling blue eyes, his jet black hair, pail skin, furry chest, stubbly square chin, powerful legs, and the bulging basket of his jock.

“Well look at you, you’re even hotter in person, you furry little peeking-Tom.”

“About that, I didn’t mean to…” I started to stammer.

“Don’t worry about it, I know how you can make it up to me.” He rubbed his crotch and twitched his cock behind the thin fabric of his jock.

As soon as I was within arm’s reach he grabbed me by the shoulders and planted a rough kiss on my lips. I opened my mouth and kissed back, my hands quickly drifting to his crotch. Just as my hand grazed his stiffening cock he pushed me away and said, “We’ll get to the boy, but first I’ve got some questions for you.”

“Ok,” I said weakly.

“How old are you?”

“Nineteen.”

“Perfect. Now, you ran out of your house to come get my cock, didn’t you boy?”

“Yes.”

“You want my cock inside you, down your throat, up your ass, right?”

“Yes.”

“You were jealous of that twink weren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“I thought so. Now take those shorts off and turn around. I wanna see that ass.”

I did as I was told and dropping my shorts turned around.

“Hot little furry ass. Very nice,” he came up right behind me and pressed his still covered crotch against my exposed ass, “Now this is very important boy. I only fuck raw. So if we go any further with this you will be taking my load in this sweet little ass of yours, are you ready for that?”

“Please breed my hole,” I replied, echoing the twink.

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“Good answer boy, now I think, considering how quickly you ran down here, that you don’t wanna wait any longer then you have to to get my cock up your tight boy hole, do you?”

“No I don’t.”

“Bend over,” he growled in my ear.

I did as he commanded, and my heart began to pound. I had only been fucked once before and though I didn’t know how big this man’s cock was it was certainly bigger then the little pencil cock I had taken before and now it seemed like he was gonna go in my hole raw and dry. I was almost starting to panic when I felt something warm and wet press against my hole. I looked back and saw the man on his knees, spreading my ass with his hands his face buried between my cheeks.

A few guys had rimmed me before but nothing like this, the stubble on his face rubbed against my cheeks sending waves of pleasure through my body as his tongue darted across my hole. I moaned loudly and arched my back, pressing my ass into him. I felt his tongue slowly working my hole open flicking in and out over and over again till finally my hole seemed to just open wide under the warm wet assault. Then a finger pressed into my hole and again I moaned. This man knew how to open up a boy’s hole and put him in heat at the same time. I felt sweat running down my back as I began to try and fuck myself on the two fingers he now had in my hole. He chuckled and added a third.

I was in heaven, this was everything I had wanted it to be. He clearly hadn’t showered sense breeding the twink because the smell of sex already hung heavy in the air as he gradually opened my hole up for his cock.

“Fuck me, please, God, breed my hole!” I began to bed and he twisted four fingers in and out of my now well-loosened hole.

“You want me to knock you up boy? Fill your hole with my seed?”

“Yes please. Fuck me and dump your load in me!” I was in a frenzy bucking back on to his four fingers. Then suddenly the were gone and I felt empty for a split second before something new and blunt pressed against my hole. I knew it was his cock as soon as I felt it and I held my breath in anticipation.

Slowly he began to press his cock head against my hole, which still even after all the stretching felt like it was never going to accommodate his massive cock. He and I both knew that that was not an option however, and I began to push back on his cock willing it to pop inside my hole. When it did I gasped and stars burst in front of my eyes. He began to press the rest of his cock inside of me, spitting on his cock and my hole occasionally for more lube. I tried to take long slow breaths but soon found myself panting from lust.

Once he was all the way inside of me he only gave me a moment to get used to his cock before he started to fuck me in earnest. With long slow strokes he pulled his cock out right to the tip and then just as slowly slid the whole thing back in again till his balls rested against mine. I smiled and pushed my ass back against him, I couldn’t get enough of this man’s perfect cock. His pace steadily began to quicken till he was hammering away at me and the room was filled with the sounds of flesh slamming into flesh and my ever increasing whimpering of pleasure.

“You like having that hole fucked my a man’s cock, boy?”

“YES! Don’t stop!”

“I wanna see your face when I breed your hole. Get on the table.”

He pulled out of my hole and pushed me forward towards the kitchen table, which I quickly laid on my back on and tossed my legs in the air. In a few seconds his cock was back in my hole and the onslaught had began again. I held onto my ankles for dear life as he hammered away.

In this new position his cock was hitting a different spot in my ass and I felt my own cock tingling, suddenly without my having touched it at all cum began to rocket from my cock. I shook with the violence of my own orgasm, my ass must have tightened around the man’s cock because he suddenly growled and slammed his cock balls deep in my hole. “Take my fucking load boy.”

I couldn’t believe it I could feel his cock pulsing in my hole; I could feel him shooting his load.

“Oh my god,” I panted.

“You like taking my load boy?”

“Fuck yes.”

“You want another?”

“Load?”

“Yes another load boy.”

“When?”

“Now.”

“Hell fucking yes. Breed me again!”

Then without ever pulling out of my hole he began to fuck me again.

I took three loads from him in the kitchen that afternoon. I spent most of my time at his house for the rest of the three weeks my parents were gone, taking load after load after load from this gorgeous man. Even once my parents came home I would sneak over to his place at least four times a day never wanting to be without his cum in my guts.

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