Love Thy Neighbor Part 5: Like Father, Like Son
By Timmy, 8.24.07

Story codes: mm, con, oral, 1st, voy

I had needed to get out of the house. I was walking a 
biking/hiking trail about 10 or so minutes from the 
house. My family was driving me insane. I lost track 
of how long I had been hiking, but it was probably in 
the range of about 30 minutes or so. I had gone off on 
a more quiet and isolated trail, it was more of a hike 
and bikers couldn't climb it, so most people had 
stayed off it.

That's when I thought I heard it. A low moan. I 
stopped in my tracks. Was someone hurt? I heard it 
again, and realized what it was. Someone was moaning 
because of pleasure. I could feel my cock slowly 
growing in excitement. I made my way towards the 
noise, careful not to make too much noise and startle 
the guy off. I could see the back of his head from my 
position. Short spiky black hair was connected to the 
long and thin teenage body. He was probably about 
5'10", maybe a bit taller. His shirt was pulled up, 
one hand caressing his nipples, while the other jerked 
his cock. His jeans lay around his ankles and he 
moaned, obviously oblivious to my watchful eye. My 
hand was lightly rubbing my stiffening member through 
my jeans at the sight and thought of this boy who 
didn't realize where I stood. I suddenly realized that 
this boy was probably someone from my school. It was 
Davey Corbett! How did I not see it in the first 
place?

Little Davey Corbett stood whacking off in the woods. 
My cock leapt to full attention. I sucked the cock 
that made him! I creamed in his briefs more times than 
I could remember. My cock began thinking for itself. I 
stepped out from behind the boulder I was behind. 
"Well...if it isn't Little Davey Corbett."

"Holy shit!" He jumped backwards. At the sight of me, 
he stopped attempting to pull up his pants. "What the 
fuck man?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"I'm taking care of business, ya know?" I noticed he 
put his hand back on his dick, and began to play with 
himself. He smiled devilishly at me. The same smile 
his father so often flashed.

"I see that. And I see you're quite the horn-dog." I 
narrowed my eyes slightly, "you gay or something?"

"Only as much as you and my dad are," he responded 
coolly. My eyes probably grew ten times the size. How 
could he...? "I saw some pics my dad took of you and 
him on the computer. He hid them well, but I'm 
goooood!" He flashed that smile at me again, this time 
taking a step toward me. "You are fucking hot man."

This kid was good. My cock was straining against my 
jeans. Wishing to be freed. "You ever been with 
another dude before?"

"You'll be my first," he said taking another step 
towards me. My heart was pounding furiously in my 
chest. I closed the distance between us, lips locking, 
tongues exploring the other's mouth. He moaned as we 
embraced one another, kissing.

I moved my down to his bare cock, and began to stroke 
his shaft. We stood in the open woods kissing and 
giving my neighbor a hand job. I felt him fumbling 
with my belt and jeans. I pushed him away from me, 
tore off my belt, and unzipped my jeans. I pushed my 
jeans to the floor, my hard cock sticking out away 
from me. "Blow me!" I commanded. Davey knelt down, and 
put my about half of my near 7 inches into his mouth. 
I lightly put my hand on the back of his head.

His tongue swirled around my head and the underside of 
my shaft. It felt incredible. And the fact that I 
hadn't jerked off in two days (which was HIGHLY 
unusual for me) made the sensations and experience 
even hotter. I couldn't stop myself from making 
connections between Davey and his father. Davey 
suddenly tried to deep throat me. He pulled away, 
gagging. "Whoa...not ready for that!" He cried.

"Take it slow." Davey followed my advice, slowly 
getting my engorged cock further and further down his 
throat. He started sucking on my cock again, his head 
bobbing up and down faster and faster. My head began 
to spin and my cock erupted, sending out ropes of my 
creamy juices into Davey's mouth, which he drank up. 
He looked up at me smiling, some of my cum on the side 
of his mouth. I pulled him to his feet, kissing him, 
licking some of my own juices.

"Now it's your turn," he said. I knelt down and began 
blowing him. His thick 6-inch cock all the way in his 
mouth. I sucked as hard as I could. "I've always 
wanted to finger my ass when I jerk off." He stated 
nonchalantly. 

I took it as a hint. I licked my fingers and pushed 
two fingers into his ass. "Oh my god!" He groaned, his 
cock seeming to get even bigger as I worked it further 
down my throat. The sounds of my sucking and his 
moaning mixing with the wind rustling the leaves.

My fingers fucked his ass, and he groaned loudly. 
"Uhhhh!" His spunk shot into my mouth. I kept it all 
in my mouth. I stood. "Wow." He swooned.

Our lips met, and I spit his cum into his mouth. The 
two of us shared his cum. "You taste good." I said, 
pulling away, a string of cum connecting our lips. 

"So do you." He replied, almost sounding like a 
cliche. "I want to keep playing like this."

"Oh...you got it, you sweet sweet boy."
