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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]After dinner, my friend's parents decided were in for the night and told us to go find something to do until bedtime so he broke out his Monopoly game, bragging about how good he was and it made me laugh because, a few weeks earlier, the local YMCA had held a Monopoly contest... and I had a nice shiny trophy sitting in my room that declared me a Monopoly champ... and he didn't even make the top three.

We'd played three games - I cleaned him out quickly and easily - before his parent commanded us to get ready for bed and I enjoyed him "complaining" that I cheated and how mean I was to take all of his money but it was all in good fun. We finish getting ready for bed and, typical for the times and our neighborhood, there was only one big bed that he shared with his brother, who had, himself, gotten ready for bed and was already in it... and still looking unhappy. We spent maybe a half an hour talking among ourselves before we were told to turn the light out and take our asses to sleep, which we didn't do until we got rearranged in the bed; the older brother to my right, his brother in the middle, and me on the left side.

None of us were really asleep yet; there was the "usual" tossing and turning to get more settled but, eventually, I started to drift off when I heard the older brother ask, "Is he asleep?"

I could feel my friend hovering over me and looking at me; I started to open my eyes... but something told me not to and after a few seconds, my friend said, "Yeah - he's out like a light!"[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]One of the hottest, sexiest, boy/boy things I've ever seen was one I wasn't involved in. I'd been hanging out with one of the guys after school, just talking, and he got the brilliant idea that I should spend the night with him. I thought it was a good idea so we both ran home to get permission, parents talked, we were good to go. I'd packed some stuff, dropped it at his house, and the two of us went back outside...

Where we ran into his brother, who was almost two years older than the two of us. The brothers are talking, my friend lets his brother know I'll be spending the night... and he didn't seem happy to hear that. Now we knew each other but didn't interact all that much - so why was he now "arguing" with his brother? I didn't know but after watching them have a kinda heated conversation for a couple of minutes, the older brother threw up his hands, poked a finger into his younger brother's chest and said something I couldn't hear - but had his brother nodding.

"What was that about?" I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me.

"Nothing," he replied. "He was just reminding me of something I forgot - no big deal."

I knew he was lying but, okay - if he didn't want to tell me, he didn't have to and since I never had a beef with his brother, I wasn't worried about anything. We kinda roamed the neighborhood aimlessly until we got called in for dinner.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I finished testing my new DSL installation and, at one point, I looked out the big picture window and saw my neighbor back in his yard and cutting his grass. I guess he could "feel" me looking at him because he looked in my direction, smiled, waved, and kept mowing his lawn. I waved back and went about the rest of my day and with the thought in mind to regain my strength and all that because in about an hour, our live-in girlfriend - my second "wife" - would be home from work... and I knew she would want to be eaten and fucked.

What a day.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"What... what are you doing?" he managed to ask as I continued to gently suck his cock, avoiding the head. I didn't stop to answer him but I gave him a look that said, "What does it look like I'm doing?" Then I reached over to him, palmed the back of his head, and guided him back to sucking my dick.

You wanna be a nosey neighbor? Okay - you're gonna wish you had minded your own damned business! He's sucking me and, admittedly, he wasn't really doing a good job of it but I understood his dilemma since I was still sucking his dick even though he had already busted. It took a tiny bit of time but I could feel him getting hard again and kept working at him while pretty much fucking his mouth; I could tell he was in no shape to keep sucking me, knew he had surrendered to what I was still doing to him because all he could do was lie there and get his dick sucked and his mouth fucked.

I was actually surprised when he came again and as I swallowed down another load of his spunk, I finally came myself and I felt that he was swallowing more out of self-defense than a deliberate act, if you know what I mean. It was glorious to feel his cock pumping in my mouth even as my own dick was pumping into his.

We let each other go and I sat up to look at him - and the evil part of me was laughing like a maniac to see him so totally and completely trashed - but I did ask him, "Are you okay?"

"Shit..., holy shit," he managed to say. "Holy shit. Yeah, I'm okay, I think. Damn, you're a cock sucking animal!"

"Yeah, I've been told that," I said, cupping his balls and feeling his body tense up for a moment because, I guess, he thought I was going to go back down on him - and I was seriously considering it.

"Fuck me...," he said - and I couldn't help it; I asked him, "Is that an invitation?"

His eyes got dinner plate wide and the evil inside me started laughing again - but I knew I wasn't gonna be able to get it up and fuck him even if he said it was okay to fuck him.

"Next time," he said. "And, I think, there is gonna be a next time. Holy shit... I've never had anyone do that to me before!"

"Hmm, okay, well, if you wanna do this again, you know where to find me," I said, getting off the bed and looking for my clothes. He got dressed and left - boy, was he having a hard time walking or what? - and I went back to my desk to ponder the events of the day... and why shit like this seemed to keep happening to me.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]I go to answer the door and take a peek through the little windows on either side of the door... and felt a moment of panic to see the neighbor who lived behind me standing there.

Oh, shit! I get my shit together and answer the door and he just smiles at me, a big shit-eating grin at that.

"I saw it all," he said after I invited him inside. "That guy was sucking the shit out of your cock!"

"Yeah, he did," I said - no point in denying it since he did watch the whole thing. "You came over here to tell me that?"

"I came over here to ask you if I can suck that dick and if you'd want to suck mine," he said; I appreciated his directness and appreciated the bulge in the khaki shorts he was wearing, too.

"Come on," I said, heading upstairs and to the bedroom. I step aside to let him enter first, turned around to close the door, and when I turned back toward him, he was already naked, his average-sized cock already standing proudly.

I strip down as well and he's staring at my junk in a way that actually made me a little nervous. He gets on the bed, I follow him and he says, "I've been wanting to suck a Black cock for a while now..."

What is it with white guys and Black cocks? I put the question out of my mind and we get into a 69 and just like the installer, my neighbor is sucking my dick with a surprising fierceness. I turn my attention to his prick, appreciating the natural beauty of an erect cock - and start sucking him; the installer had frustrated me by not wanting his big, fat dick sucked so I was gonna take my frustration out on my nosey neighbor.

It didn't take me long to make him stop sucking me, to surrender to my own hunger as I ate his dick down to the bone, sucked his balls and, to be a bit evil, wet a finger with spit and slid it into his ass. It surprised him, made him start thrashing on the bed but making no move to get my finger out of his ass. He's fucking into my mouth and I dutifully keep my head - and finger - still as he moaned, groaned, cussed - and then shot a pretty good-sized load into my mouth. It was sweet and salty as it flowed into my mouth and once he was done, I wasn't of a mind to let go of him.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Ah, it was so good! I look down to see the installation guy swallowing my spunk, his face flushed a very deep shade of red, his hair plastered on his head from all the sweating he'd been doing. I look up... and the neighbor is dancing a jig and if I wasn't in the middle of coming down from just having busted a nut, I would have laughed.

The installer releases me and sits back on his haunches and looking at me like I just gave him a million dollars. I want to suck this guy's dick so I ask him, "Do you want to get done?"

He says, "I'm good - I don't like having my dick sucked." He pulls his dick out and holy shit - dude has a big, fat dick and he looks like he's so hard that it had to hurt. He starts jerking himself off while gently licking my cock and balls and literally a few second later, he cums... and there's a lot of it and enough to make me groan to see so much spunk being wasted.

"I'll clean that up," he said once he stuff that beautiful cock back into his pants and pointing to the now cooling puddle of spunk on the hardwood floor in front of him. After he did that, he finished the install, tested the system - it was all good - and thanked me for his first Black cock experience before going to his next install.

I'm sitting at my desk and shaking my head; what is it about me that just tells guys I'm into this? I'd been trying to figure this out for years and I was still no closer to figuring it out. I guess I had been sitting there for almost an hour when I hear someone knocking on the door and I'm wondering who it might be - could the installer have decided he wanted more? If so, shit - dude was gonna get that dick sucked whether he liked that or not![/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]I was going to suggest that we go to the bedroom and get comfortable... but he had other ideas; he had my pants and underwear down around my ankles pretty quickly and dropped to his knees, cupping my balls gently and launched into a, ah, verbal appreciation of my dick before taking me into his mouth.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]My goodness... this guy was seriously hungry! Other than his flattering comments, he didn't waste any time fawning over my dick, you know, giving it little licks and kisses. Nope - he opened his mouth and pretty much slammed his face into my crotch hard enough to make me lose my balance for a moment... and then, with a moan that sent chills through me, started sucking my dick as if his life depended on it.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]He was very good. Lips, tongue, just the right amount of teeth involved, changing the amount of suction on my dick and even stopped sucking me so that he could suck on my nuts. I'm standing there - barely - watching him sucking me... and only then realized that I'm facing the big picture window that overlooks the backyard... and the backyard of the home directly behind mine... and there's the guy who lives there (with his family), leaning on his lawnmower... and watching me getting my dick sucked.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]And he waved at me and gave me a thumbs-up! I'm not embarrassed but I was thinking, "Shit..." - but I put the thought out of my mind because I can feel the pressure building, signaling my imminent release. I had my hands on his head, not to face fuck him but to keep from falling over; my legs are trembling, this guy has all of my dick buried deep in his mouth and throat - the neighbor is doing fist-pumps as he's watching - and I cum and it was very intense.[/FONT][/SIZE]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]If this curious, annoying, and very funny situation didn't teach me anything, it taught me how to make snap decisions in a short period of time. Now, um, whew, most of the time, the guy would get to suck my dick because, um, why not? Sometimes I'd get a bad vibe coming from the guy and I'd put on my indignant act - what kind of guy do you think I am? - and put some distance between us.

One day, I had taken the day off from work waiting for someone to come and install my new dedicated high speed DSL line. The guy shows up - on time - and he's running around all over the place getting stuff installed and I just kinda watched him do his thing. At one point, he had to leave the house and go to the local telephone junction to wave his fingers over something; he came back about fifteen minutes later, wiped some sweat from his brow and asked, "Can I ask you something?"

I'm thinking it's related to why he's there so I tell him to ask his question and out of the clear blue sky he asks, "Can I suck your dick?"

What? I'm totally blindsided by this unexpected question and while I'm standing there wondering where the fuck this came from, he's explaining himself, telling me how much he enjoys sucking cock but he'd never sucked a Black guy's cock before. Okay... I've heard this one before but I still ask him, "What makes you think I'd be down for that?"

"I just feel it," he said. He's so nervous it was actually kinda funny, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, sweating like a fiend even though the AC was on in the house... and he had a tent in his pants. It got even funnier because he's telling me that if I'm offended, it's no big deal and apologizing for offending me and, well, I thought he was just too cute to say no to - but I wasn't beyond making him sweat some more before finally saying, "Sure, if that's what you want to do - I don't have a problem with it."[/SIZE][/FONT]