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WALKING THE DOG
I
was walking my English Bulldog, Rupert, as usual,
down the back alley around 10 pm. As I was walking
I always looked around to see if the guy 6 houses
down was up and about.
Tonight
he was! Lucky me. I watched from the alley as he walked
around his kitchen in his aqua boxer briefs. What
a guy. He must be around 28, nice built, he works
in construction. I know this because when I leave
for work I drive down the alley and have seen in many
times leaving for work, getting in his chevy pick
up. By the way he looks great in jeans. And in this
hot weather, he usually wears some bright light colored
t-shirt, fitting ever so snuggly.
Any
way, my thoughts are now on that. There he is, getting
a beer our of the refrig, bending ever so forward
so the shape of his legs and ass and stomach can be
seen so well by the light of the refrig. I can see
this because his back door, the one on the house,
not his hole, is solid glass and you can see right
into his kitchen.
He
is just standing there looking. Maybe he is hungry?
I know I now am. He closes the refrig and walks towards
the door. I quick duck to the side so he doesn't see
me. I wait. He opens the door and comes outside with
his beer in his right hand, scratching his balls with
his left hand. He is just reaching inside those boxer
briefs and pulling on those balls. He stops and sits
down on the back steps.
Just
sitting there with a quarter of the moon, if that,
shining on him, like a beam from heaven. His legs
are spread apart, bare feet and a chain around his
neck with a cross. His hair is all funked up and hot
with a nice bit of hair under his lower lip. He is
sitting there pulling on that bit of hair and drinking
his beer, enjoying the night.
Rupert
gets tired of sitting and decides to pull from me.
I am startled by this. He usually sits until I tell
him ok. I guess he saw something. My neighbor sits
up and looks out into the backyard. He gets up and
walks down the brick path towards me and stops about
10 feet away. He calls out "who is there".
I am still. Rupert moves again towards him. I'm caught!
He
see me and say hi! I was surprised by that. I thought
he would tell me to get the fuck off his property.
He didn't.
He starting talking to Rupert and petting him. I was
thinking I wouldn't mind petting his ass or cock or
chest or legs or feet or face. Hell anything on him
was worth petting.
Anyway,
I get side tracked easily. We start talking. I introduce
myself and so does he. Finally I know his name, Kyle.
It suits him. We talk, get to know each other, question
each other why we are both outside at this hour when
we get up so early. The usual kind of bullshit. He
offers me a beer. I accept.
He
goes back inside. Watching him walk away is worth
millions. His ass checks just moved with his legs
and his back was unbelievable. His back was as nice
as his chest and stomach. Anyway, there I go again,
side tracked in thought.
He
comes back outside, hands me the beer and then extends
his other hand the left one to shake my hand and introduces
himself again to me. I replied with a hand shake wishing
I was reaching out to grab his crotch. What a nice
bulge in those boxer briefs. The Aqua made everything
he had stand out so perfectly and the shadows from
the moon light made his cock and balls look full and
heavy.
As
we swallowed the beer down, he offered by a toke on
his joint he had with him. He said "while we're
up we might as well make an evening of it". We
passed the smoke back and forth, taking deep breaths,
inhaling and holding it so that our minds and the
mood of the evening would take hold. It did.
He
built a small pavilion in his backyard and there were
chairs there. He offered me one, so I sat down. He
remained standing leaning against the one pole. He
was fucked up and so was I. I started telling him
how good looking he was and what nice abs and legs
he had. As I was saying this he was moving and showing
me whatever I was mentioning so that I could get a
better look at his abs, legs, back, chest, face, feet.
Then
without thinking. Not that I haven't already let it
be know what I thought of him. I asked him to turn
around so I could see his ass. He did. He even bent
over so I could see the full spread of his ass and
how round and hard the muscles of his ass were. His
ass went right down into beautiful thighs and calf's.
I just sat there stoned out of my mind and said yum
yum. He looked back at me, smiled and reached around
and pulled down his Aqua boxer briefs and said "come
taste my hole". With that I spit out my beer
and he laughed. I just looked at his hot ass and he
again said"come taste my asshole". I know
you want it?
I
said I want it. I want that and a lot more of you.
He said, "tonight is your lucky night".
Since I was still in shock and could not keep my eyes
off his bare ass, he backed up towards me and stuck
his fucking hot ass in my face. Reached back and grabbed
the back of my head and pulled it into his hole. Delicious!
I ate his ass hole while he kept saying, dig your
fucking tongue in there, taste my hole, lick my ass,
lick my ass checks and lick your way up my ass crack.
Of course I did what he said. I wanted to be a good
neighbor. After all, I would have given him a cup
of sugar if he would have asked. How could I say no.
Nor did I want to.
My
cock was hard way before he asked me to lick his ass.
My cock was heavy from the time I saw him inside at
the refrig. Now it was hard and just stretching to
its fullest with my balls heaving up and down in my
boxers. Yes I walk Rupert in my boxers. It 's summer.
Who is out at 10 pm?
Kyle that's who. Who knew?
He
stood up and as my face fell from his ass I looked
up and there he was in all his glory. All 8 inches
of him. Hard, up and oozing his pre cum out his piss
slit. He just stood there. So this time I reached
out, leaned forward and licked the pre cum off his
cock. He reached down and grabbed his balls and pulled
them to the side and got up on his toes and let his
hard cock slide into my mouth. Oh my God, did it taste
good.
I
cupped his cock with my hand and started stroking
it while I sucked on his now thick, hard and just
oozing of pre cum cock. I stopped and he said "NO".
He leaned back and grabbed the pavilion pole and was
standing there up on his toes moving his hips so I
didn't have to do anything but stroke his cock while
I sucked on it. I looked up at him and saw how defined
his body was. His stomach, which I just noticed his
belly had a tattoo around his button. I followed the
trail of hair from his sweet crotch up to that and
took my mouth off his cock and said nice tattoo! He
said, thanks now please suck my cock I want to dump
a load.
I
said, sure thing but could you reach your arm back
behind your head and flex those muscle so while I
am looking up at your beautiful hot body I can see
each and every line of your body. He did and I continued
to suck on his cock.
By
now I had my cock out and was jerking it off. That
is when he started talking to me and telling me how
good I was sucking his cock. That woman don't know
how to suck cock, that he wanted to shoot his load
and he asked would I mine. Me? Mind? No way. I looked
up at him and said if you don't mind if I shoot my
load? He looked down and then realize I was jerking
off. He said "do it". Cum for me, I want
to see you dump your load. Dump it on my cock. With
that I stood up and shoot a load all over his big
cock. His cock just stayed fully erect while I jerked
my load out on his cock and he just kept saying that
feels so warm, it feels so fucking good.
As
I finished I looked right into his green eyes and
said " it's your turn". I went back down
on his cock and sucked on that fucker while he grabbed
the back of my head and starting fucking my mouth.
He was up on this toes and pumping his hips back and
forth while the whole time repeating, "I am going
to shoot my fucking load down your throat". He
did and he did and he did and he did again. His balls
just pulled up and down while he dumped his hot creamy
load down my throat.
Once
he was emptied. He sat down, looked at me and smiled
and said "thanks." I said "you"re
welcome". Anytime!. He drank the rest of his
beer and asked me if I was going to finish mine. I
said hell no I don't want to wash away the taste of
your hot cum. He sat back and laughed and then finished
my beer. I knew it was time to go. I said good night,
he lifted his left ass cheek, farted and said good
night with one of the best smiles I've ever seen.
Rupert
got up and we walked home. I hope it doesn't rain
tomorrow night.
THE
END
Corey
D. and Rupert.
