Stories : My Naughty Neighbor

I hadn’t been in my new place a full three days before my neighbor made his move. He and his wife introduced themselves as I was moving in, so I didn’t think much of it when he walked across the street to join me as I was taking out the trash. He asked how the move went and I invited him to check out what I did to the place. He looked cute enough, in that straight-guy way: Bushy brown hair, blue eyes, a few days worth of scruff and a lean athletic body. I guessed him to be in his early thirties. He was a little taller than I am, maybe 6’1”.

We spent a few minutes on boring small talk until he saw my king-sized steel-framed bed, which basically took up 80% of my bedroom. “Damn, that’s some bed.”

If he wasn’t straight, I would have explained it was great for bondage scenes, but I didn’t want to scare him away just yet. “It’s a pain in the ass to move, but I think it’s cool.” I reached up and playfully hung from the top beam. “It’s great for pull-ups.”

“Is that the secret to those huge arms?”

If he wasn’t straight, I would have assumed he was hitting on me. “That, and genetics, I guess.”

“How big are your biceps?”

“A little more than 18 inches,” I replied.

“Damn,” he said, whistling. “I doubt I could even get my hands around them.”

OK, I’ll be the first to admit I have the worst gaydar on the planet, but that sounded too good to ignore. I flexed my right bicep and decided, as usual, to ignore all common sense. “Wanna try?”

I always get blamed for these situations but I’m not kidding this time: He was on me before I knew what happened. In a second he went from brushing his fingers across my bicep to kissing me so hard he almost knocked me over. He started maneuvering me towards the bed while making a terrible attempt at pulling my shirt off. I’ve never been one to hinder lost innocence, so I made it easy on him by stripping down to my black Diesel boxer-briefs and pulling him onto the bed with me. He chewed on my lips and neck for several minutes while roughly massaging my pecs, then sat up on his knees so abruptly I assumed our fun had come to an end. He stared at me with that look that says “this is insane” and “I want more” at the same time, then slowly pulled his shirt over his head to reveal a smooth, muscular chest and tight abs which had been hidden under his baggy t-shirt.

My cock began to throb so hard it drew his attention. “You have a huge cock,” he said, smiling.


“Can I try to suck it?”

I responded by pulling my underwear down. He was clumsy, too fast, and kept gagging every time he tried to deep-throat it. I grabbed a handful of his hair and forced him to slow down, guiding him. I had to give him credit for trying, but I began to suspect he had very little, if any, experience with guys. I rolled him over on his back, pinned him down, and licked his smooth chest. I was having fun and took my time, working down his torso until my face was hovering over his cock. I opened his jeans, pulled his cock out of his briefs, and tried to give him the best blowjob of his life. I teased and edged him for a good twenty minutes until he said he couldn’t take it anymore and asked something that surprised even me. “Can I sit on your dick?”

I think I gasped as I reached into my nightstand for several condoms and a bottle of lube. I pulled a condom over my cock, lubed it up, then grabbed his cock and pulled him forward before he could change his mind. Straddling me, he reached behind and maneuvered against me until we were finally lined up.

I wanted to grab his hips and thrust all the way in so fucking bad that I think my eyes were watering, but I allowed him to take his time and slowly push his tight pucker against the head of my dick. He winced when the seal broke and the head pushed in, his muscles tense with the initial wave of pain. I encouraged him to relax, to go slow. His eyes were closed tight and sweat began beading on his smooth chest. He looked so fucking sexy at that moment and I couldn’t resist, so I held his legs against me and began pushing.

“Fuck,” he cried out. “I can’t do it. I can’t do it.”

I assured him he could. I continued pushing my bone up his gut until he started trembling, and then slowly began pumping my hips. He gripped my chest and moaned loudly, yet never pulled away. I began pumping harder as he finally began to relax, loving the way he would make this little yelp every time I went too deep. He finally opened his eyes, looking at me as if for the first time. I wrapped my hand around his neck and pushed him to the side, rolling with him until he was pinned under me. Pushing his knees to his chest, I began slamming his ass as hard as I could. He tried to reach under his leg to jack off, but I kept swatting his hand away over and over until his breaths became shallow gasps. He grasped my arms as though clinging for life and shot a massive load all over his chest and face without even touching his dick. A second shot of cum went over his head and the third dumped across his neck and pooled onto my sheets.

The look of horrified wonder on his face brought me over the edge, so I pulled out of his tight ass with a pop, tore the condom off, and shot my load all over his sweaty chest and neck.

I haven’t seen him since. Then again, it’s only been four hours.

Enzo AKA SoCalTuffGuy

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  1. ender_wiggin

    damn, that’s one f*cking hot story! love the ending; then again it’s only been four hours he says. rotfL

  2. Bibeaufortguy

    Nice story. Wish I had a neighbor to come over and do that. Have a neighbor that have two sons that I wish they would stp by sometime.

  3. goldenloverinmym

    thats what good neighbors do see if the new guy needs anything and tries 2 give it up.u lucky neighbors a r big fat dope dealing slobs n sluts,i might have 2 burn their house 2 the ground

  4. Hunter0500

    Good imagery. Safe sex. Great that it wasn’t in the sterotypical bathroom at a club or gym. A little too fast on the draw. Maybe it’d happen later when the two guys had chatted a few times and his wife was out of town so there’d be more sexual tension. Jumping to fucking was a bit premature for a first meeting. Would have been great for the next chapter when the two guys were more comfortable with each other.

    But a good, fun story overall.

  5. Tristan

    Who cares whether the story is “true” or not … it is True-To-Life, and had my 60yo cock hard in no time (which is quite an accomplishment – the storyteller should take a bow for that alone!) … LOVED IT!!!

  6. Jon

    Asimiliar situation happened to me like this story… I live in a somewhat military town. I’m surrounded by hot men in fatigues. I was checking out the personal ads online and responded to one. We corresponded by email. When he sent his picture, I couldn’t believe it was my next door neighbor! I sent him my picture in return and told him I was very discrete (I’ve met his wife). We enjoyed our private time together at a local motel. But alas, it only happened once between us, I wanted (still want) more.

  7. Mike

    I have a neighbor which I have been longing for,walks around all the time with no shirt on and built. Of course he is married so all I do is look and fantasize.

  8. einathens

    i think ‘naughty’ is too fun a word to describe lying, cheating, and deceitfulness, but i understand the alliterative allure of a teasing title.

    how can anyone fetishize oath-breaking in the abstract, much less reward it with sex in reality? i don’t get it.

    that having been said, this is a well-constructed, nicely written piece of mcporn. and no poignant stench of bacon to be found.

  9. PiercedBoner

    Fact or fiction, guys for one reason or another, will still conform and confirm thier “str8″ness by getting married. That being said, I already have the king metal-framed canopy bed…



  11. Ernest

    That’s a very nice story.But I have one that would make you cum. I don’t know how to post it. But if I could you would love it.

  12. Earnest James

    Thanks for that one. Best story so far of the ones I have read here on a4a. Hope to read more from you 🙂

  13. 3jes4fun

    Why can’t everyone just enjoy the story as A Story?? Hey, this scene has been played out, dozens of times in real life. Not every guy grows up Gay. Somewhere along the line, they are ‘introduced’ into the reality of their dreams & fantasies.
    I liked your story but wish it took more time to really open up. Some guys don’t have a clue about sensuality or peaking desire. Instead, they just ‘go for it’ and it makes me wonder why they are having sex with guys. Maybe the Gals in their life are fed up with their lack of tenderness, imagination & shared pleasure.
    This story has a lot of reality to it. I’m sure many of you understand what I’m talking about.

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