The Neighbor

He sucked his teeth and turned his head away from me. “Bro, what the fuck?” Panicked, I said “I need a favor, I skipped school but my Mama came home early. Can I chill here until she leaves or something?” He started laughing and told me to come in. I immediately noticed he was in his boxers too but he at least had on socks. “You can chill in the room. In the back or in the den.” He told me as he walked off to another door. Closing it behind him.

I went in the other room and laid across the bed, then rolled over and got the remote turning on the TV. Wasn't really shit on being that it was the middle of the day so I ended up turning to some shit about animals. I was laying back watching it until I heard a thud, then another right behind. Then like a melody the thuds kept coming, peaking my curiously. I got up and slowly walked to the bedroom door, I stuck my head out and the thuds got louder but no one was in the living room. It was obviously Bernard but was he fucking I wondered. I walked up to the door he walked in and to my surprise his door was cracked open very very slightly. Nervously I tapped the door, praying that one, it didn't make a noise and two, that I'll give me a better view of the action.

God heard my prayers because I had access to see into his room thru the small crack I made. He was busting her the fuck down in the bed. Legs back, gripping her neck, tearing her pussy in! I stood there watching and moments later found myself rubbing on my hard dick while still in my briefs. Suddenly I stopped watching, stumbling back when I realized that I wasn't focused on her, but more so him, his dick, his stroke. I couldn't believe I was actually wishing it was me. I quickly walked back to the room flopping on the bed, flipping through channels on the TV trying to fool myself into thinking my thoughts weren't on him.

A couple minutes later the knocking stopped, and I laid on my stomach across the bed, with my head by the corner bottom of the bed. That's when he comes walking in with his boxers back on. “You straight bruh? It's food and drinks in the fridge.” Bernard said and I immediately looked at his semi hard dick then turned my head up towards him. He had sweat on his forehead and down his chest.

“Yeah I'm good.” I told him laying on my stomach hiding my hardening dick. “If you want something, just get it, ight.” “Yeah.” I told him as I watched his two perfectly round peaches jumble around as he walked away.

I don't know whose bed I was in, or whose room it was but I flipped over, spit in my hand, and stroked until I shot my DNA all over their comforter. Then sat there confused and about to cry at that fact that I was having gay thoughts, this had never ever happened to me before. I ended up falling asleep, only to have him wake me up saying my mom had pulled up. I thanked him, left out his back door and jumped back through my window. I was laying in bed when my mom came in and opened my door. “How was school?” I looked up from the book I was pretending to read and said “Good, what are you cooking?” She closed the door and I assumed walked off.

For the rest of the day, Bernard was all I could think about; he kept running through my mind. He was my thoughts for about two weeks, and each and every time my dick would grow hard. I even fucked around and had a dream about us fucking, that felt so real I nutted, IN MY SLEEP! But he was taking my dick something great in my dream. I felt like that was all it would ever be, a dream. Crazy enough we actually started vibing heavy not too long after that. He'd come pick me up, we'd go by his friends house, sell his drugs and see his many hoes. It got to the point that if I wasn't in school I was out with him.

My mom ain't like the shit, “You are a teenager, why are you hanging out with that man?!” “Ma he's only 5 years older than me and…..” “And he was in prison for 3 of them. I don't want you to be around him.” I didn't listen. It seemed about every couple days we were out running the streets. Then it turned into every other day then everyday. Crazy part is, he would always wait until I did my homework and shit before we slid around town. He wanted me to keep my grades up and finish school. I think I respected him even more for caring enough that I do.

Hanging out like we were kinda made my feelings for him reside and I started seeing him as the homeboy he was to me, not the sexual being I wanted him to be. That was until this one day it was a half a day and he scooped me up from school.

“Aye I gotta run by this hoe house. Are you trying to go home or ride with me?” Bernard asked. I thought for a minute. “I'll ride, what do you want me to wait in the car?” “Nah nigga come inside. I wouldn't do you like that like bro.” I smiled then leaned the seat back and relaxed until we turned into this apartment complex not far from downtown. He patted me on the leg, “Come on.”

We get out of the car walking up the steps, I'm looking around and shit, surveying my surroundings. He knocks on the door, moments later a slim thick red chick opens up the door in her bra and panties. “Oh you brought extra fun bae?” He looked over at me and smiled. “Ain't no fun if the homie can't get some.” She laughed then told us to “Come in.” He walked in first then me behind him. He walked directly to the bedroom with her behind him, this obviously wasn't his first time here. I stood in the living room, looking around at pictures and shit. Until he peaked around the corner. “Come on.” He waved.

Nervousness filled my body as I stepped closer to the room. I had fucked hoes before just never a threesome. I bent the corner to see this bitch already on all fours sucking on Bernard's thick ass dick head. I tried not to look but I couldn't help myself, my eyes were glued until he patted the bed “Jump in bro.” With that said, clothes came off and seconds later I was laying next to Bernard watching as he got ate up and my dick beat. She switched up and it was my turn to feel what her mouth could do. “Damn this is a nice piece.” She said before her lips engulfed it. My body trembled as I watched the homeboy position himself behind our host then start to stroke. Her moans vibrated off my dick just as her grip tightened. It was crazy to me how this female could suck me down and throw her ass back with such consistency. I took her head, keeping it in place as I forced my dick as far into her mouth as possible. Her mouth leaked, spit and slob all down to my balls. ‘This hoe is talented.’ I thought to myself, then that's when it happened. My eyes locked with Bernard's as he got up on his feet squatting down, throwing dicking all in this hoe. Hitting her every which way. He beat her pussy in without taking his gaze off of me. I was locked in, I couldn't break the lock we had, even as we both released our nuts at the same time, both letting out this loud roar as our balls drained until empty. That's when we finally unlocked our eyes.

After we finished I tried not to look at Bernard as he got dressed but he had rekindled that fire in me for him. His body looked like God sculpted it and took his time. His ass sat up so perfectly, it jiggled a bit when he moved. I ended up grabbing my clothes and getting dressed in the living room because my dick had grown solid once again. After we left her house as we rode back to our side of town it was an awkward silence as though we both knew something had happened we just weren't sure exactly what did. I wanted to ask him to stop at the burger spot before we made it back but I didn't know how to say that.

Whenever I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, he would be staring at the side of my head, yet as soon as I turned to face him, he would turn his. It seemed as though the ride home was lasting forever but thankfully we finally reached his house. After he pulled in his driveway, “Ight bro.” I waved as I walked off. I couldn't get home fast enough. I spoke to my mom, then hit my room. Door locked, clothes off, flopped on the bed, legs spread, lotion coating my hand and I beat my dick like I caught it stealing from me; with thoughts of Bernard staring in my eyes as he bust his nut filled in my head. It took mearley a minute before cum shot up in the air, landing on my stomach. I laid there breathless, thinking how it would be to actually fuck with him in real life.

A couple days had passed and I hadn't heard from Bro, so I sent him a text seeing if everything was ok. He texted back saying he had gone out of town but he'd scoop me up later. Which he did. He acted normal when he did. We hit a couple blocks, got food then chilled back at his house. The next day was the same and so forth until that next week hit.

He came and picked me up, and we rode through town and hit up a couple plays and got some food. By this time it was getting dark when we got back to his house. No one was there so we went to his room, he started smoking but wouldn't let me because he knew my momma would chop a nigga whole throat off. I literally had to take my shirt off so the smell wouldn't travel home with me. He would always say, “Ya mama won't have the police at my mama shit.”

He smoked and I laid back on his bed, he started to laugh out of nowhere as he looked at his phone. “What's so funny?” I asked. He said, “Hold on.” Got up and locked his room door then sat back down on the chair. He hit a couple buttons on his phone and just like that this flick was on display on his TV. “Watch this,” he said as he pointed to the screen. The dude on the TV pulled out the hoe, shooting nut right in her eye. She immediately starts screaming "it burns". Bernard again burst out laughing. My eyes couldn't help but lock on to the meat, which was noticeably stiff in his pants. “Put on another one.” I told him, he did and we both sat there and watched. On the next one he put on I pulled out my dick and started to massage it since I was sitting behind him and he couldn't see. I had done closed my eyes then began to go in on my shit, forgetting that I was sitting in another nigga room, but when I did. I looked at the other end of the room. And he was beating his soda can thick dick himself. He looked at me and said, “Shit, you were doing it.”

Now this is the crazy part, Bernard then turned his chair around towards me, stretching his legs out, lifting up his shirt, exposing all his tattoos. He stared at me in the eyes once again and beat his meat, rubbing his balls until the nut oozed out the head of his shit. My mouth watered, I wanted to taste it so fucking bad but I didn't know how he would react. He might try and fuck me up and not in a good way. I had no idea what to do next.