My wife Carol wanted to move into a townhouse. I didn't want to do it but she complained until I gave in. It didn't take long until I met one of my neighbors. His name was Kyle and he was an eighteen year old student. He was this tall, slim, good looking guy. After talking a few minutes I said he should drop by some afternoon. I normally got home around 3:30 and Carol wasn't home for another two hours.
Kyle took me up on my offer. The doorbell rang and there stood Kyle. I don't usually eye up men but Kyle had on tight shorts and a t-shirt. I could easily make out his bulge. Kyle came in and sat down on the couch. We chatted for a few minutes but my eyes were trained on his cock. I didn't think he was wearing any underwear. I couldn't stop looking.
Kyle said he had just broken up with his boyfriend. Yes, he came right out and told me was gay. I just took it all in. Kyle also said he was into older men. I was thirty-three at the time. I had never been with a man before. Kyle was coming onto me. I was certain of that. He had his legs spread for me to see his bulging dick. I did something that even shocked me. I got up from my chair and sat next to Kyle on the couch.
We ended up kissing each other. I admit it, I was excited and my cock was getting hard. We didn't kiss for very long. Kyle broke away and told me to stand up. He loosened my pants and pulled them and my underwear down to the floor. Kyle leaned in and took my bone into his mouth. Damn, this felt better than when my wife did this. I normally had to beg her to suck me off.
Kyle wrapped his hands around the back of my thighs. He drew me into his open mouth. I ended up throat fucking my neighbor boy. Kyle was taking me deep. My balls were hitting his chin every time I slid into his mouth. We were looking at each other. Kyle looked up to see how I was reacting. I threw my head back a few times. This was the best blowjob I had in a long time.
Kyle looked at my face and nodded his head. He was telling me it was okay to let go. I held off for some time. Kyle then pushed a finger into my rectum. He definitely found my prostate. It was getting difficult to hold back. He got me so agitated that I finally let loose. I unloaded down his throat. I was full that day. I probably squirted five or six times. Kyle kept swallowing my sticky load down.
My balls were aching by the time he finished me off. Kyle pulled away. Some of my cream was running down his chin.
"I better go and get cleaned up," he said to me.
Kyle stood up and went into our bathroom. I heard the faucet running and Kyle soon returned to the living room. He said he enjoyed our oral sex and would I like to get together again. I told him that I wanted him again if possible. We exchanged phone numbers. Kyle said he would try and text me around midnight. He left and Carol arrived about thirty minutes later.