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Warning:All that is related here forms part of my personal experiences throughout my life. The names of the characters were deliberately changed to protect the true protagonists of the events that occurred. It's an autobiographical account.
In 2012, a young childless couple (both in their thirties, Mario and Roxana) who lived on the street opposite us was about to move out of their house and needed to get rid of some furniture. My wife, who had a very good relationship with both of them (especially her), decided that a small library and some chairs would end up at our house. It was my turn to go fetch those used objects that our neighbors no longer needed...
My relationship with them was cordial but distant. My wife, who had a certain friendship with Roxana, agreed with her that I would pick up the items on Saturday morning while they went shopping at the supermarket...
On Saturday, I arrived at the neighbors' house and when Mario answered me, I felt a certain nervousness, as his mannerisms and high-pitched voice always bothered me. But once inside the house and while showing him what I wanted to take, I noticed that in his pants, his cock was slightly hard. His soft and respectful words towards me made my cock also become erect under my short...
There developed a rather particular form of communication between us; I felt somehow uncomfortable in his presence and the combination of this feeling with the image of my erection and his, generated a terrible sense of excitement. I'm not exactly sure what Mario thought or felt, but it was clear that he was perceiving my state (my cock was erect) and that the situation didn't displease him...
The negotiation began. Mario obviously wanted me to give him something in exchange for taking out the furniture from the house, and I, on the other hand, didn't think about paying a single cent for something I considered we were doing them a favor, not counting that I particularly didn't like, especially the chairs. At his insistence, I apologized and then blurted out something that couldn't be more obvious... both of us had a hard-on...How do you want to fix...?He kept silence, he looked at me with a subtle gaze and I reclined on a sofa, separating my legs and thrusting my hip forward. It was more than obvious that my cock made a prominent bulge under my short. He knelt in front of me and began to run his hand over my thigh until it reached the package, first squeezing it with his fingers and then nibbling it with his teeth...
I grabbed him by the nape and said in an imperative tone...Suck me... Suck my cock well...I lowered my short and let my cock come out, with its red head, swollen veins making it look thicker. With great delicacy, he inserted it into his mouth and began to suck it from top to bottom with his tongue and lips...
I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to pleasure him freely. At times, he would take my cock out of his mouth and rub it all over his face before putting it back in his throat until the end...
Mario showed off by pleasing me with some tongue play or subtleties like sucking my glans or testicles. Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and I decided to turn things around, got myself wet, and started to stretch out his anus...
He understood what I wanted to do, and he says...-“That way not... I'm married and I have to take care of myself...”
Do you have condoms...
No, but I'll suck it all for you...His voice had a tone that was more of a plea for me to let him continue enjoying my cock than concern about having anal sex without proper precautions...
I placed my cock between his cheeks and started rubbing it against his buttocks without penetrating him. I shook like a madman, like an excited dog; my hands slapped his buttocks. I had his cock in hand and kept masturbating him until he finally ejaculated thick, heavy streams of cum...
That was like a signal. With one push, I let him fall to his knees and flipped him over with force, so that his face was up. Huge, hot, and heavy globs of my cum fell all over his face, neck, and shoulders, and Mario didn't stop licking my cock until it was clean and shiny as if nothing had happened...
I pull up my short and without paying much attention, I take the chairs and leave his house.Tomorrow at around ten, I'll be back for the library...
At that hour I think we'll still be fixing some things Roxana and I...
It will be a question whether our women go out shopping again tomorrow... And this time I'll take care of the condoms...I showered and changed my clothes. When my wife arrived home, I subjected her to a slightly rough treatment, considering our usual sexual encounters. I finished inside her mouth, and it was almost as pleasant as my morning experience...
I convinced my wife to go shopping with Roxana the next day since Mario had to help me bring the library to our house. I went to sleep, not before preparing a couple of condoms for the next day. I fell asleep imagining what would happen with Mario before crossing the street with the furniture...
Concludes in 'Mario, the Neighbor - Final Encounter'
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Warning:All that is related here forms part of my personal experiences throughout my life. The names of the characters were deliberately changed to protect the true protagonists of the events that occurred. It's an autobiographical account.
In 2012, a young childless couple (both in their thirties, Mario and Roxana) who lived on the street opposite us was about to move out of their house and needed to get rid of some furniture. My wife, who had a very good relationship with both of them (especially her), decided that a small library and some chairs would end up at our house. It was my turn to go fetch those used objects that our neighbors no longer needed...
My relationship with them was cordial but distant. My wife, who had a certain friendship with Roxana, agreed with her that I would pick up the items on Saturday morning while they went shopping at the supermarket...
On Saturday, I arrived at the neighbors' house and when Mario answered me, I felt a certain nervousness, as his mannerisms and high-pitched voice always bothered me. But once inside the house and while showing him what I wanted to take, I noticed that in his pants, his cock was slightly hard. His soft and respectful words towards me made my cock also become erect under my short...
There developed a rather particular form of communication between us; I felt somehow uncomfortable in his presence and the combination of this feeling with the image of my erection and his, generated a terrible sense of excitement. I'm not exactly sure what Mario thought or felt, but it was clear that he was perceiving my state (my cock was erect) and that the situation didn't displease him...
The negotiation began. Mario obviously wanted me to give him something in exchange for taking out the furniture from the house, and I, on the other hand, didn't think about paying a single cent for something I considered we were doing them a favor, not counting that I particularly didn't like, especially the chairs. At his insistence, I apologized and then blurted out something that couldn't be more obvious... both of us had a hard-on...How do you want to fix...?He kept silence, he looked at me with a subtle gaze and I reclined on a sofa, separating my legs and thrusting my hip forward. It was more than obvious that my cock made a prominent bulge under my short. He knelt in front of me and began to run his hand over my thigh until it reached the package, first squeezing it with his fingers and then nibbling it with his teeth...
I grabbed him by the nape and said in an imperative tone...Suck me... Suck my cock well...I lowered my short and let my cock come out, with its red head, swollen veins making it look thicker. With great delicacy, he inserted it into his mouth and began to suck it from top to bottom with his tongue and lips...
I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to pleasure him freely. At times, he would take my cock out of his mouth and rub it all over his face before putting it back in his throat until the end...
Mario showed off by pleasing me with some tongue play or subtleties like sucking my glans or testicles. Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and I decided to turn things around, got myself wet, and started to stretch out his anus...
He understood what I wanted to do, and he says...-“That way not... I'm married and I have to take care of myself...”
Do you have condoms...
No, but I'll suck it all for you...His voice had a tone that was more of a plea for me to let him continue enjoying my cock than concern about having anal sex without proper precautions...
I placed my cock between his cheeks and started rubbing it against his buttocks without penetrating him. I shook like a madman, like an excited dog; my hands slapped his buttocks. I had his cock in hand and kept masturbating him until he finally ejaculated thick, heavy streams of cum...
That was like a signal. With one push, I let him fall to his knees and flipped him over with force, so that his face was up. Huge, hot, and heavy globs of my cum fell all over his face, neck, and shoulders, and Mario didn't stop licking my cock until it was clean and shiny as if nothing had happened...
I pull up my short and without paying much attention, I take the chairs and leave his house.Tomorrow at around ten, I'll be back for the library...
At that hour I think we'll still be fixing some things Roxana and I...
It will be a question whether our women go out shopping again tomorrow... And this time I'll take care of the condoms...I showered and changed my clothes. When my wife arrived home, I subjected her to a slightly rough treatment, considering our usual sexual encounters. I finished inside her mouth, and it was almost as pleasant as my morning experience...
I convinced my wife to go shopping with Roxana the next day since Mario had to help me bring the library to our house. I went to sleep, not before preparing a couple of condoms for the next day. I fell asleep imagining what would happen with Mario before crossing the street with the furniture...
Concludes in 'Mario, the Neighbor - Final Encounter'
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