What Happens in the Neighborhood (CLosed for riley099)

[garajd]

What Happens in the Neighborhood (Closed for riley099)

OOC: Me - Roger Anderson, 52, married, successful business owner.
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Perfect Saturday night for a cook out on the deck. My wife, Sheila, invited our neighbors, a couple in their mid-30's, over. They moved in a few months ago, and although we have met, this is the first opportunity to sit out on the deck and get better acquainted.

Sheila and I have a great sexual relationship, but, that being said, I find your wife quite attractive . . . and feel a "stirring in my loins" as she walks up the steps to our deck.

After burgers from the grill, the girls decide to run over to the mall for a little Saturday night shopping. I shut the grill down, bring out a couple more beers and sit back in the one of the comfortable lounge chairs on the deck.

"So what brings you to our neighborhood?"

 

[riley099]

What Happens in the Neighbourhood

Me – Dean Rogers, 34, married, radio news talk show host.
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On-air personalities tend to move around and this change was a major step up the career ladder.

Moving is stressful, but my wife, Alexa, is an artist and her career is quite mobile. Alexa and I enjoy sex and she has initiated some very creative ways of filling her needs and mine.

My wife had seen you coming and going several times and was surprised that her eyes lingered on you like no man before.

Sheila and Alexa met shortly after we moved in and hit it off instantly. It was as if they had known each other all their lives.

Although I’m relaxed and outgoing in public and in front of a microphone, I’m fairly reserved and shy in private. I see that you have an air of confidence and without doubt know your way around the grill.

I’m half way through my first beer and gratefully accept the next. “An opening came up at the station and I had previously sent them a demo tape. When the spot became available they flew me in and hired me the day after.”

I take a sip of beer. “How long have you and Sheila lived here?”

 

[garajd]

"We've been in this house about 8 years. Kids went to college, moved on with their lives, so we decided a new place with a few more things we wanted . . . this deck, the hot tub, little further from the city and the schools. I can work from home if I want; Sheila doesn't have to work any more. Turned out to be an ideal setting for us."

As the sun begins to drop and the evening sky takes over; as we are into our second beer, "How about if I turn on the hot tub? Not sure how long the gals will be, but there's no reason that we can't enjoy the tub. Will take it about 20-25 minutes to reach the relaxing temp that I prefer."

 

[riley099]

“I can’t remember the last time I was in a hot tub. That’s a great idea.” I take another sip from my beer. “Do you have an extra pair of shorts I can borrow? If not, I’ll go home and get a pair. Just in case the ladies get back soon, I’ll pick up something for Alexa as well.”

 

[garajd]

"That's up to you . . . we have a 'clothing optional' rule for our hot tub and pool. Sheila is totally comfortable with her body and not afraid for you or Alexa to see her naked; so, I'll leave that decision up to you."

Turning back toward the tub, I check the water temp with my hand, "Just a few more minutes." Setting my beer down on the ledge of the tub, I kick off my shoes, pull my shirt over my head, undo my belt and drop my shorts to the deck. Walking to the tub, I toss my bikini briefs aside and climb, naked, into the tub . . . "Come on it, the water is perfect." Love feel of the swirling water on my cock and balls as I settle onto an underwater shelf and reach for my beer.

 

[riley099]

Sitting nude in a hot tub with my wife was one thing, but doing that with another couple was not something I had thought about. Last year, Alexa and I had gone to a resort and one portion of the beach was designated as topless. Alexa surprised me by leading me to that portion of the beach, slipping off her top as we walked.

Although I had seen her breasts that morning, they looked absolutely amazing and seemed to glow, along with her smile.

I seldom went topless, no matter how hot the day, but it seemed silly for my wife to be topless and me with a t-shirt. A few minutes after slipping off my t-shirt, I began to relax and turned my attention to Alexa … she looked amazing.

I watched as you pulled on your shirt and then undid your belt. I wasn’t able to see your front, but that enabled me to watch you without fear of being caught looking. When you walked to the tub, I thought you were going to keep your briefs on, but you slipped them off and my eyes widened in surprise. I saw, for an instant, the back of your ball sac as you stepped into the tub. I felt a tingle rush through my chest, a reminder of my fascination with the male body.

I forgot about the girls as I slipped my shirt off, slid my pants down and stepped out of them. Thank the stars that my penis didn’t get aroused and I took a few moments to decide if I should completely strip or keep my body hugging boxers on.

I walked to the edge of the tub and thought it would be odd for you to be nude and me not. Two guys in a hot tub, nude … no big deal.

I’m able to look away from you, slip off my boxers and step into the tub. The warmth on my legs was nice, but the sensation of the water caressing my ball sac and penis was heavenly. I sat and drew in a breath. “Damn, this water feels nice.”

 

[garajd]

I can almost read your mind as you approach the hot tub; I sense some hesitation on your part about stripping completely, but I laid the challenge out there for you. I know that Sheila will join us in an instant when the girls get home. When I stepped into the tub, I was able to glance out of the corner of my eye and see you staring at my lower body . . . must be some attraction to the male body in the back of your mind!

As I lean back against the side of the tub, eyes narrowed to a slit, I watch as you step in, your cock and balls in plain view . . . best not to say anything right now.

 

[riley099]

I had a love hate relationship to the boys change room at high school. I loved it because I got to see my classmates in the nude. No two body parts were the same and I did have my favorites.

I hated the change room because I didn’t have the willpower not to look and I would die if I got caught looking. If I didn’t die, there would have been a good chance of getting beaten up.

Once nude by the tub, I tried to force my mind to think that you were not there and I was all alone. If you weren’t there, you wouldn’t have seen that I have dark chest hair that is neatly trimmed. Above my penis you see a trimmed patch of hair and a ball sac that has been shaved bare. A measuring tape would have measured five inches long and five inches around.

I wasn’t hard and although was circumcised, my skin covered a portion of my cock head.

 

[garajd]

Keeping my eyes to a slit until you slide under the water. Definitely got a good look at your package; looks to be just a bit shorter than mine, but definitely thicker than I am carrying. Not sure what, if anything, will happen once the gals return , but I know Sheila well enough that she would love to attempt to swallow a cock that thick.

Once we settle into the tub, I decide now is the time to push your attraction to men. Standing up without a warning, my cock is in full display across the tub. "One more beer before the gals get back?"

Can't help but notice how quickly your eyes focus on my flaccid cock . . . a spark of excitement in your eyes . . . wondering about your reaction under the water!

 

[riley099]

Seeing you stand, naturally draws my eyes to your movement. What isn't natural for a heterosexual man is where my eyes drift their look to and their inability to look away. Seeing a cock in a video is one thing, but one so close is different.

A hard cock looks hot and has an aura of power … A flaccid cock doesn't have that look of power, but it looks so hot. Yours looks hotter than hot. Finally my head turns and I look up to the stars. My mind is swirling so much, that I can't remember if your cock is cut or uncut.

My eyes did brighten, a warm flush did fill my cheeks and a tingle did run from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

The embarrassment I feel for my attraction to guys, indicates that I haven't accepted the fact, that given the choice, I would suck a cock over licking a pussy. My cock twitches and fills slightly. Thank the stars it doesn't get hard. I would die of embarrassment if my secret desire was exposed.

Your question brings me back from my thoughts. "I've already had more beers than all of last year, but yes please. I think I need another one."

 

[garajd]

After retrieving a couple of beers from the cooler, I return to the tub and hand you one before stepping back into the tub. Sheila and I have a very open marriage . . . no secrets between us . . . and she is well aware of my 'bi' side.

Before sitting back down, I unconsciously run my hand up and down my shaft, lingering on the cut head for a couple of seconds, apparently looking at the stars beginning to appear, trying to catch a glimpse of your reaction out of the corner of my eye.

 

[riley099]

I watched as you walked to the cooler and I couldn't help but look as you walked back. Your cock swayed and your balls swung from side to side. I take the beer you offered and notice that you are looking up. This gives me an excellent opportunity to look without being caught.

Seeing you touch your cock is so damn sexy looking and when you touch the head of your cock I almost drop the beer into the tub. To see your pee slit up close and the look of your cock head makes my cock thicken to semi-hardness.

I wonder what Alexa will think if she sees it. Alexa and her roommate were girlfriends during college, but split just after graduation. Her girlfriend took her virginity and I'm the only guy she has slept with. I told her if she ever got the urge to be with another female, it was okay with me. Even with my blessing, she never strayed.

Alexa is not aware of my fantasy with males and I've never had an inclination to stray ... until now.

"Thanks for the beer."

 

[garajd]

As I sit back in the tub, I do pick up some signs from you . . . your eyes appear a bit more open, your breathing a bit hurried . . . yes, you definitely took the opportunity to 'measure' my cock. As we lean back against the sides of the tub and sip on our beers, I decide to push you a bit and see if my observations are accurate, that you may have a "bi" side that needs to be explored.

Casually, but deliberately, I slide my foot across the tub and up the back of your calf . . not sure what your response will be.

 

[riley099]

I try to maintain some form of normalcy, but under the circumstances, that is not an easy thing to do. Seeing a cock on a computer screen is one thing, but seeing my neighbor's cock up close is another. But, my focus was not on your cock alone, but your sac and the balls contained within them. Thank goodness the blood that flowed into my cock is now going in the other direction.
Most times, I'm not a big fan of beer, but these are going down like nectar from the gods.
I'm lost in my thoughts and then feel your foot touching me. Immediately my foot moves several inches away, but as the seconds go by, my foot moves back until I feel your touch again.
"The girls have been gone for quite a while. Hope our bank account isn't taking too much of a beating."

 

[garajd]

My first touch, and you pull your foot away until contact is broken . . . but before too long, I feel your foot against mine, you initiating the contact this time. I sit still for a bit, maybe a minute or so, just feeling your foot resting against mine.

"I'm sure they are spending more time talking about the two of us than spending money. Sheila is more of a window shopper, until she finds something that really gets her attention." As I say that, my foot slowly slides up the back of your calf again until my toes are near the back of your knee. Watching your eyes, and your breathing, for a reaction before going any further.

 

[riley099]

I thought you may have moved your foot back towards you, but by touching you, I realized your foot hadn't moved. Moving away again was an option, as was getting out of the tub. Just as I was about to stand, your foot began to move up my leg.

Alexa had run her foot up my leg many times, just as mine had run up her legs. Every time it was seductive, letting the other know that they had sex on their mind.

My neighbour was coming on to me and my body was reacting. I could have acted shocked, but instead I looked towards you.

 

[garajd]

Expecting a reaction from my foot on your knee; just not sure what to expect. You might get up and leave . . . that's not happening, at least so far. You might pull your foot away again . . but that didn't happen either. You don't look shocked, instead look toward me, eye contact.

My next move is to slide my foot up between your thighs and make a slight motion toward your crotch, still close to your knees, but the move toward you was definite. No a word is said, but clearly understood that the next move is yours . . . one way or another you will tell me "Yes" or "No".

 

[riley099]

All our senses work together and non-verbal communication is as important as all the others. Even a blind man could tell what was happening in this cat and mouse game. I've imagined sex with a man, but one of the things holding me back was meeting a man I could trust.
I'm reluctant to give into my urges, but an opportunity like this is just too good to pass up.
I could give a nod to you, but that wouldn't express my trust in you. I shift slightly and part my legs, showing my vulnerability and my desire for you to continue.

 

[garajd]

How far does this go tonight? That thought goes back and forth thru my mind as we move forward in our little game . . . a game that is really no longer a game, but a serious advance toward sexual intimacy. As your legs open ever so slightly, a signal that my advances are accepted, I press my foot slowly between your thighs, pretty sure of what I will find.

Our hot tub is will hidden from neighbors, and we will definitely hear a car enter our driveway when the gals return from shopping, so we are 'safe' from unexpected exposure.

Watching your face, trying to read your reaction as my foot spreads your thighs without any resistance. Knowing I am close to your most intimate area, I slow my movements until . . . there it is, the ball of my foot makes contact with your cock . . . I stop moving and wait for you to react.

 

[riley099]

The fact that you touched my leg and moved your foot higher, convinces me that you have some degree of experience with other men and that you are exploring a possibility with me. I've looked at men meeting men ads, but never seriously considered meeting a stranger. But you aren't a stranger, you're a handsome professional with a fantastic wife.
If I was ever serious about experiencing another man, this was the ideal opportunity. On the other hand, this is a step that I can't take back. With the exception of my hand, Alexa is the only person that has seen and touched my cock since I first saw her.
Parting my legs wider was easy, my cock engorging was something I couldn't control and now the touch of your foot.
If there was a time to stop this, now was it. But if I stopped it now, another opportunity will never happen. My mind raced from embrace this or stop this and while I went back and forth my hips moved. My hips moved again and that wonderful feeling of light contact with my cock sent a wave of tingles through me. Now my mind and my unconscious thought met and I shifted slightly, letting my cock feel more of your foot and rubbed myself over your foot.

 

[garajd]

Just the response I wanted . . . and expected. While you may not be experienced in this area, your acceptance of my advances, tells me all I need to know; you are open to this adventure. So far my cock has maintained a fairly calm stature, but feeling your cock on my foot starts my own arousal process.

Looking across the tub, making eye contact, I decide now is the time to take a more direct approach. Normally, I would just slide around the bench in the tub until I was sitting closer to you; but, tonight I opt to just "go for it". Standing up, my semi-erect cock in hand, I step across the tub and sit down beside you. As I sit, I reach under the water, caress your thigh, and take your cock in my hand, stroking up and down, caressing your balls, and returning to your shaft.

Not wanting to push you to fast, I resist the temptation to take you hand and place it on my cock; I'll give you some time to make that move yourself.

 

[riley099]

Seeing you cock tells me all I need to know. Fantasy thoughts are fantastic, but seeing one up close goes beyond that. So many of my fantasy thoughts were taking a cock in my mouth and yours is so sexy and my mind buzzes with the thought of my lips sliding down until I reach your pubic hair.
My hips arch, aiding your hand slide from the top of my cock to the base. Your touch is different in a way that I can't explain and at the moment I through reason out of the way and soak in the pleasure of your touch.
Sitting back and let you pleasure me would be heavenly, but I can't wait a moment longer to touch another man's cock. But not just another man's cock, but yours.
My fingers touch your hips and slide across to your pubic hair. I slide my hand down, from the base to the tip of your cock.

 

[garajd]

Your response is amazing . . . and so quick. I fight everything that tells me to move faster, to see how quickly I can force you to the next step. I have no hesitation about sucking your cock; Sheila is well aware of my bi side and loves to share a nice hard cock with me; and I know that she will be jealous when she finds out that I already have yours out in open.

However, as my shaft gets harder in your hand, and I detect an increase in your breathing rate, it's time to move up a notch. Placing my hands on the bench in the tub, I lift myself up and sit back on the edge of the tub, my hard cock now exposed to the air . . . and most of all, to you!

 

[riley099]

A wet sheen covers your cock and droplets of water fall from the tip. Moments ago your cock was being touched by me and now its out in the open. Your movement not only breaks the physical contact, but the mental one as well.
It gives me time to think of Alexa and how acting on my impulses may harm our relationship and destroy our marriage.
I wonder what your wife would think and could this harm your marriage.
It's so easy to watch gay porn and fantasize about being sexual with another guy, but every action causes a reaction and I don't think I'm prepared for the unknown.
With willpower that I didn't know I had, I lower my gaze down from your magnificent cock. I want to step out of the tub and slip my clothes on, but then I would expose my cock, that is as stiff as its ever been.
I can't keep looking down forever and I can't get up until my cock goes down. And if there is one thing I know, my cock is not going down. My rational mind to step out of the tub is losing out to the physical need of making contact once again with your cock. But this time, not with my hands alone.

 

[garajd]

I can sense the inner struggle going on within you; I've been there. The fact that you are still in the tub tells me a couple of things - your desire to proceed with our interaction is still winning the battle in your mind. And, your cock is still hard as a rock, begging for you to proceed; I know the swirling waters of the tub obscure most of what is under the surface, but I can see just enough to know that your cock is still fully erect . . . just as it was when I hoisted myself to the ledge of the tub.

I never want to compel someone to do something they don't want to do, but that is not what I am reading into you right now. "Dean, look at me. Tell me what you are thinking." Sooner or later, now it is sooner, you are going to have to deal with your desires for male intimacy.