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Subject: My Loving Neighbor The story you are about to read is hands down one of the best experiences of my life, and I love to relive it and discuss it with others who have been in a similar situation or simply enjoy chatting about it. Feel free to reach out anytime… ail Shortly after my ninth birthday, I would start spending a couple of hours after school -and often the whole day during summers- with an older male neighbor (“Mr. Frank”) while my mother was at work. He was in his mid-to-late 60s, well known by almost everyone in our neighborhood, and a widower. He was always calm, sweet towards all the children, he was kind and quiet. He also lived right next door to us. I guess because of all of these factors, my mother never considered him to be any sort of threat. It is also worth mentioning my father has never really been in the picture. Anyway, Frank had a pool, this was especially fun during the summers. One of the great things about living in Florida was the often-year-round pool weather. We would regularly spend two or three hours in the water just playing around. Then this one day he asked if I would like to try skinny-dipping. I had built up a fair amount of trust in him at that point, so I never really gave it much of a thought, nor did I have any concerns about him seeing me naked. I slipped off my swim trunks in the water and so did he. I think it was only as we were getting out and drying off that I really started to notice things. I was still a little shy, so I would sometimes walk around totally naked but with my arms folded across my tummy. I was that typical skinny little boy with the blonde hair and blue eyes, Anyway, Frank would often dry off in the same room as me, and this then led to a lot of staring. I remember being fascinated konyaaltı sınırsız escort by his body because he looked so different than I did. He was often looking me up and down and smiling. He would also tell me how cute I was and how sweet I was. One of my favorite parts of swimming naked was just how wonderful it would feel all over my body. Mr. Frank would often hold me near the deeper ends of the pool, and I could feel his penis rubbing against me, and mine against his. One day, while skinny dipping, he invited me over towards the jets. He said putting your penis against it would create this great feeling. He positioned himself so the water jet was pulsing against his penis. I was standing right in front of him, and the water was clear enough that I could see the whole thing. His penis was fully erect, and this jet was pushing it off to one side. He had this look on his face of pure pleasure and happiness, and it just made me smile. It lasted maybe five minutes, then he tensed up and had this amazing release, then I got to see his semen come from his penis. This was when he explained orgasms to me. He said it was the final part of that good feeling. He then helped me have the same experience, but he said I should do it for too long or my penis might become sore. I think he just wanted my first orgasm to be with him. After a few weeks of this, one day we were inside drying off and he asked if he could dry me off. He was down on both knees drying off my legs, then suddenly he started rubbing my penis very gently with two fingers. At that age, it did not take me very long for me to become completely erect. It felt so good and I did not want it to stop. He was looking up at konyaaltı türbanlı escort me and asking things like “does that feel good?” every few minutes, and really all I could do was nod. He then led me into the guest bedroom. He asked me to get up on the bed and lay down, then he put his mouth on me. It probably wasn’t five or ten minutes and I climaxed. It was this amazing warm rush throughout my entire body. I remember laying there on the bed, feeling this amazing thing, and I was so focused on the ceiling fan and the air conditioning vent. I also remember him holding my hand to “feel my feedback”. That very first genuine experience, while unexpected, was amazing to me. I absolutely loved it. This then turned into us playing around easily hundreds of times, and me having dozens if not hundreds or orgasms at his place. He was almost always focused on me and my experiences. He especially loved those moments when I could have almost countless orgasms one after another. Also, I was frequently the one to ask if we could “play”. Only a handful of times, he would ask me to reciprocate. I even remember me being the one to ask him a couple of times if I could do it for him. I never felt pressured or guilting into doing it, I actually found the whole experience quite fascinating. I was able to make him feel good using only my mouth, just as he had done for me. There was just one time where he unexpectedly climaxed in my mouth. I think he just got a little overcome with excitement and didn’t want to stop. He was incredibly apologetic about it afterwards, and he said it would never happen again. In addition to the sexual fun, he would also help me with my homework, feed me dinner when my mother konyaaltı ucuz escort was working extra late, he taught me to really love music, etc. It was not just one constant sexual encounter after another. It all ended about two and a half years later when my mother and I moved a few miles across town. By the time it all ended, I was still small and completely hairless, though I had started to make a little bit of semen. Frank was so excited the first time I genuinely came. He swallowed all of it with no hesitation whatsoever. He then lightly kissed me on the cheek and he said “a part of you will forever be inside of me.” When I think back to those moments, though, they give me only positive vibes. Perhaps, in a few cases, there may have been some malicious intent, though I certainly never felt it. A few years later when I turned 16 and got my driver’s license, I genuinely considered driving over to his place to thank him for all he did for me. Sadly, he passed away a few years ago. When I heard about it, I felt genuine sadness. I never said anything to my mother or anyone else, and he was never arrested or anything like that. I left that experience feeling love, compassion, pleasure, all sorts of positive feelings. I honestly do not know if I was the only boy from the neighborhood to whom this happened, although he certainly made me feel special. I am now 34, I feel fairly well adjusted, and I have been dating a lovely and kind woman (school teacher) for the past couple of years. She and I have never discussed what I did with Frank. Because I feel like I enjoyed it, I have not yet felt comfortable even bringing this up to her because it does not really feel like a bad thing ever really happened. I am sure at some level I ate up all the attention he gave me because I did not have any other consistent male figure in my life. it is also entirely possible he saw that and latched on to it. So anyway, that is my story. Like I said at the top, I absolutely love to chat about* it*, especially with others who had similarly positive experiences. Feel free to reach out anytime. Take care, everyone.

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