My routine isn't set in stone, but it also doesn't move around too much. I get up and start work, find a time between calls to go for a bike ride, have coffee, breakfast, lunch, coffee, pretty unvarying. But when Earl started coming over every day, it shifted a bit.
Earl had always been a good neighbor, but he's not exactly on a schedule. He's retired, spends a lot of time wandering around the neighborhood, a lot of time casually hanging out, but nothing is fixed. Somedays the laundromat, some days he goes swimming, there are some old lady's by the community garden who want to have a word, there's a baseball game at the school he's got to head over to, he's kind of all over the place. But the one fixed thing I've seen, is that at some point during the day, Earl opens my unlocked door, walks into whichever room I'm in and lets me suck his cock.
We'd gotten into the routine with some regularity. Sometimes he'd stand, sometimes sit in a chair, a few times he'd lay on the couch. That was always my favorite, I could just slowly jack him off while really sucking his dick and he'd cum so much it would slip out a little before I could swallow and he'd make me lick it up. We were now about 3 weeks from that first morning when I watched him get hard through the leg of his pants and he let me suck his dick, my first dick ever.
But this morning, he wanted to change things up. He sat on the couch like he usually does, and I walked over, eager, and hard from the moment I heard the door. I knelt between his legs and held his dick in both hands and started to lick down the length of him and pressed my nose into his pubic hair while I curled my tongue around the base of him.
He mostly leans back and lets me suck, sometimes holding my head down while he cums (as if I would ever let any escape). When I see Earl's dick I'm always hungry, I become greedy with the taste of cum and the sound of his short grunt, I almost cum myself when he gets soft enough to pull himself out and pull up his pants. But today, he wanted more.
