The dogs in the cargo space of the SUV were barking as the wife backed out of the driveway, the first segment of a weeklong trip to her mother's home in Oklahoma City. I waved goodbye as the Suburban disappeared around the corner, slipped the little blue Viagra pill under my tongue, and turned to walk back to the house.
After waiting about 15 minutes, anxious all the while, I decided she was on the road and wouldn't be dropping back to pick up a forgotten package or missing suitcase. I got down to my briefs, picked up the telephone, and called good neighbor Ed.
"Hey, cutie!" I forgot he had caller ID.
"Hey Ed," I said. "She's gone. Come on over."
"Whatever makes you happy, cutie," he said. "How's my Horsedick?"
It made me smile whenever he called me that. I'm nothing special, but my cock gets real thick when it gets hard, and Ed loves it. It throbbed when he called me that.
"Horny as hell. Hurry."
It was more Ed than Viagra right now, but I could feel my cock getting warm. Just then, I heard the back gate open and close. That would be Ed.
Ed lives across the alley, in an old 4-flat apartment building that attracted workers at the nearby hospital. He was about 5-10, black hair with blue eyes, and a sweet cock with a big fat head made for kissing.
We had met about 6 months earlier at a neighborhood party. We started talking around the food table, and before the evening was over he showed me how a real man sucks cock. It was the hottest sex I had ever had. The next week, in his bedroom, I sucked his cock for the first time. He came real hard, big thick gobs of cream, and I can still taste his warm cum on my lips.
I had a full hardon by the time I pulled him into my arms. I held Ed tight, my arms around his waist and my hands on his ass as I kissed him. Long and hard, our tongues dueling.
