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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 51
I Mowed And Cleaned My Neighbor's Pool For Free
I grew up pretty middle class in the suburbs. Next door to us a man moved in next door who everyone said was divorced and he lived in the neighborhood so he had access to his kids on his days for visitation. We never saw his kids at his house. He had a swimming pool and a big plate glass window. I had mowed that lawn and cleaned that pool many times for the prior owner and I knew that house pretty good.
After he moved in I walked around back to ask him if he wanted me to do his yard and pool. He answered the back door totally naked, with a coffee in his hand. He made no attempt to cover himself. He was certainly not thirty, more like forty or fortyfive, in good shape and had hair on his chest and his legs and he was definitely circumcised and he was pretty handsome, whatever that meant. But who was looking? If you want to mow the lawn and clean the pool go for it.
But he didn't pay for it. He just hung around naked, waiting, baiting. Staring into my eyes, baiting. His penis, dick, cock, whatever, calling out in silence to me. Come on, you know what you want. The fence around the backyard was normal height. If you walked the fence on our side you could see over it in several places. From the other side, the neighbors had a two story and they could look right down into his backyard and pool. And that's where he wanted me to cool off naked. Come on, off with your clothes and into the pool you go.
There in the living room, with that big plate glass window, I knelt on the carpet and sucked his dick for him. I had tears in my eyes, he called me a sissy for it. You know how you know you're a sissy? When you bend over and take it. I bent over with my hands on the back of the couch, and he took this goop out of the jar and plastered my butt with it, running his index finger in up to his knuckle. Now this might hurt but either way you are going to enjoy it. He ran is dick in me up to his balls and fucked me. I enjoyed it. I don't remember it hurting.
I enjoyed it, and I enjoyed sucking his dick too. He stood naked and while I sucked his dick he played with his nipples. He took me into his bedroom where he gooped me up and got on me, full body contact, on my back between my legs like a girl, or on my knees and elbows like queer ass sissy.
There were no kids, no divorce, no nothing. He had a physical training practice and he worked with athletes, especially week end warriors that had pulled muscles everywhere. He wore his white pants and white shoes and white shirt at his 'clinic'. At home he wore nothing, and he didn't let me wear anything either. Get used to it and you will never stop. Nothing better than swinging free in the air. Waiting for the boy next door to come give him head and bend over.
After he moved in I walked around back to ask him if he wanted me to do his yard and pool. He answered the back door totally naked, with a coffee in his hand. He made no attempt to cover himself. He was certainly not thirty, more like forty or fortyfive, in good shape and had hair on his chest and his legs and he was definitely circumcised and he was pretty handsome, whatever that meant. But who was looking? If you want to mow the lawn and clean the pool go for it.
But he didn't pay for it. He just hung around naked, waiting, baiting. Staring into my eyes, baiting. His penis, dick, cock, whatever, calling out in silence to me. Come on, you know what you want. The fence around the backyard was normal height. If you walked the fence on our side you could see over it in several places. From the other side, the neighbors had a two story and they could look right down into his backyard and pool. And that's where he wanted me to cool off naked. Come on, off with your clothes and into the pool you go.
There in the living room, with that big plate glass window, I knelt on the carpet and sucked his dick for him. I had tears in my eyes, he called me a sissy for it. You know how you know you're a sissy? When you bend over and take it. I bent over with my hands on the back of the couch, and he took this goop out of the jar and plastered my butt with it, running his index finger in up to his knuckle. Now this might hurt but either way you are going to enjoy it. He ran is dick in me up to his balls and fucked me. I enjoyed it. I don't remember it hurting.
I enjoyed it, and I enjoyed sucking his dick too. He stood naked and while I sucked his dick he played with his nipples. He took me into his bedroom where he gooped me up and got on me, full body contact, on my back between my legs like a girl, or on my knees and elbows like queer ass sissy.
There were no kids, no divorce, no nothing. He had a physical training practice and he worked with athletes, especially week end warriors that had pulled muscles everywhere. He wore his white pants and white shoes and white shirt at his 'clinic'. At home he wore nothing, and he didn't let me wear anything either. Get used to it and you will never stop. Nothing better than swinging free in the air. Waiting for the boy next door to come give him head and bend over.
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