Naughty Neighbors

Author’s Note: I’ve decided to make this the last chapter of Naughty Neighbors. As the number of readers has slowly decreased, I’ve found myself wanting to focus on other projects. This chapter is a short one.

To everyone who read this story and liked it, thank you! 

Diego

Diego opened his mouth, letting Col put a chocolate covered strawberry between his lips. Diego bit down, finding it to be the juiciest strawberry he’d ever eaten. The juices ran down his chin, dripping onto his chest.

Col bent forward and licked the juice from his chest, then let his tongue wander up Diego’s chin and into his mouth, turning it into a kiss.

“Are you ready for round two?” Col asked Diego, looking into his eyes.

“Oh, yes,” Diego said, swinging his leg over Col, straddling him. Both of them were already naked, having fucked only half an hour ago. Diego kissed his way down Col’s body, stopping at his nipple, which he bit, earning a gasp from Col.

Diego decided to spend more time here, swirling his tongue over the skin. Col gasped when Diego bit again and gripped the back of his head.

“Oh fuck, yes, baby,” Col moaned.

Diego moved down Col’s body, kissing his torso and smiling to himself slightly at the slightly disappointed look on Col’s face. Diego had more important things to focus on and was sure Col would enjoy it.

When he got to Col’s dick, he gripped the base and ran his tongue up from his balls to the tip of his cock, swirling his tongue over the head. Diego slid Col’s cock into his mouth, opening his throat and taking the entirety of his dark meat into his throat.

“Goddamn, that’s so good,” Col gasped, bucking his hips up slightly, forcing the last inch into Diego’s throat.

Diego propped himself up on his hands and knees and pulled slightly off Col’s cock. Col grabbed Diego’s head and started bucking his hips, fucking Diego’s throat while groaning. When Diego pulled back, a string of saliva connected his mouth to Col’s cock. He moved down to Col’s ball sack and sucked one of his balls into his mouth, running his tongue over the skin.

Diego used his tongue to push Col’s ball out of his mouth before sliding it down his taint. Without needing to be told, Col pulled his legs up, spreading his ass cheeks aside. Diego’s tongue slid over Col’s asshole, causing Col to shudder. With a smile playing across his lips, Diego forced his tongue into Col’s hole and he moaned. Diego could taste his own cum still sitting in Col’s ass. If Diego hadn’t been hard before, he certainly was now.

“I can’t stand it,” Col said. “Please, fuck me, baby.” Diego obliged, bringing his cock up to Col’s asshole. He spit into his hand and rubbed it into his cock. He knew the inside of Col’s ass would be slippery enough to take his meat, and he wasn’t wrong. He slid his cock into Col’s ass, earning a gasp of pleasure from him.

“Oh my god,” Diego said, “your hole feels so good, baby.” Diego started to thrust, sliding his meat in and out of Col’s tight hole.

“Fuck me harder, Diego, please!” Diego obliged, gripping Col’s hips and pounding against his ass. Col begins gasping with each thrust, his mouth hanging open and his eyes rolling.

Diego pulled his dick out completely, lined it up, and shoved it back into Col all the way down to his balls. Col groaned in ecstasy as Diego continued his punishment of Col’s hole.

Col wrapped his legs around Diego and flipped him so he was cradling Diego. He began working his hips back and forth, slamming Diego’s dick in and out of his hole. Diego spit into his hand again and worked Col’s cock as he rode him at a gallop.

“I’m going to cum!” Col groaned, bucking on Diego faster. He never could last very long. To his credit, he didn’t slow down or stop riding Diego as he shot rope after rope of cum onto Diego’s chest. Col pulled Diego out of himself when he’d finished cumming and swooped like a vulture, lapping up his own cum from Diego’s chest. He kissed Diego, Col’s cum sliding between their lips.

Col pushed away from Diego and moved down to his cock. He sucked his meat into his mouth, taking it straight into his throat. It slid in easily, the cum from his ass and his own cum acting as a lubricant. He sucked hard, bobbing his head so Diego’s cock slid in and out of his throat. Diego grabbed Col on either side of his head and thrust with his motions, forcing his cock deeper into Col’s throat with every thrust.

Col knew when it was going to happen. Diego’s thrusts became erratic and with a final thrust, Diego sent his cock deep into Col’s throat and shot his load right down his throat. It was all too easy for Col to swallow it.

With a gasp, Col let Diego’s dick fall out of his mouth. He fell forward, laying on Diego’s chest, their rapidly deflating cocks smooshed between their bodies.

“Oh my god, that was amazing,” Col said, snuggling into Diego.

“Yes, I agree,” Diego replied, slightly distracted.

The month that he’d spent with Col had been amazing. They were getting along so well, the sex was amazing, and Col himself was wonderful. Still, he couldn’t shake Eric. Every time he and Col had sex, Diego spent most of it imagining it was Eric riding him and swallowing his load. But he was with Marshall.

Diego was glad that he and Eric had repaired their friendship. They’d been hanging out a lot more often and, while Diego talks to all of his friends about sex, he wished he and Eric wouldn’t. It made him too jealous to think about Marshall fucking Eric when it was all Diego wanted to do.

“We have that thing today, don’t we?” Col asked, pulling Diego away from his thoughts.

“Yes. We are having a game night with Eric and Marshall.” Perhaps it was because he was just thinking of Eric and Marshall having sex, but Diego’s voice had a slight drip of venom on Marshall’s name.

“Oh, right. I love Marshall’s place.” Col said, not noticing anything odd. “He keeps it so cold, it’s amazing.”

“Is my place too warm for you?”

“I mean, I’ve told you a couple of times. You said you like it warm. And that’s okay.” Col nuzzled into Diego again.

It was true that Diego kept it warm in his house since he got cold so fast. A moment later, his mind wandered back to Eric and he realized he’d be happy with a cold house if it meant sharing it with him.

***

Eric

Eric hit the up arrow on his thermostat, changing the temperature from sixty-eight to seventy-four, knowing Diego liked warmer temperatures.

“Hola, mi amor,” Marshall said, causing Eric to turn his head. Marshall was standing in the doorway of the living room, completely naked with a rose clamped in his teeth.

“We don’t have time for that, Marshall,” Eric said, unable to stop himself from smiling. He walked over to Marshall, pulled the rose from his mouth, and kissed him. Marshall pulled Eric closer to him and moved his mouth to Eric’s neck, sucking, licking, and biting the skin. “D-Diego a-and Col are g-going to be here soon.” He wished they weren’t his cock was already growing hard and he could tell Marshall was by the way his cock was poking into him.

“So we’ll tell them to wait,” Marshall said, his fingers playing at the hem of Eric’s shirt.

“No,” Eric said, taking a step back. Marshall shot Eric puppy dog eyes, his bottom lip folding over itself in a pout.

“Please?” he said.

“Okay, fine,” Eric said. When Marshall started walking toward him, he pulled a mischievous face and said, “ravish me, daddy.”

“Eeeeww!” Marshall said. “Don’t call me that.”

“Is mommy better, daddy?”

“I don’t even want to fuck you anymore.” Marshall said and he headed upstairs to get dressed.

At that moment, a knock sounded at the door. When he opened it, Eric found Diego and Col standing on the porch.

“Hello!” Diego said, holding up a bottle of tequila. “I brought tequila!”

“I see that,” Eric said as Diego wrapped his arms around him in a hug.

Time seemed to stop as he stood there, wrapped in Diego’s strong arms. Eric fit perfectly into the contours of Diego’s body, awash in his slight musk. He inhaled slowly, not wanting Diego to know he was smelling him. All too soon, they broke apart and Eric hugged Col.

“It’s so good to see you,” Col said. “Is it a bit warm in here?”

“More so than usual,” Eric told them. “Diego said he was cold last time, so I wanted to make it a little warmer for him.”

“Thank you, Eric,” Diego said, smiling.

“You want to take that hoodie off?” Eric asked, gesturing at the garment.

Diego nodded and handed the bottle to Eric, who couldn’t tear his eyes away as Diego pulled his hoodie off up over his head, the lean muscles of his torso stretching taut with the motion. Eric knew Col saw him watching but didn’t say anything about it.

Twenty minutes later, the bottle of tequila was sitting on Eric’s living room table and the four men were playing Mario Kart 8 on Nintendo Switch. Eric, who always played Link, was far in the lead. He was the only one who knew how to drift properly, not that he was going to tell anyone else that. The only other person that was anywhere near Eric was Diego. He and Eric had been playing a lot, and he was getting pretty good. Marshall was by far the worst. He rarely played video games and was only playing now because of the tequila.

Eric crossed the finish line for the third time, earning him the top spot. Diego wasn’t far behind, with Col in fourth, and Marshall dead last. Marshall put his Joy-Con down.

“We should play another round! You are going to be going down, Eric!” Diego said.

“Absolutely not,” Marshall said. “I suck at video games.”

“Here,” Col said, pouring each of them a shot. They raised in their shot glasses in cheers.

“To happy relationships,” Col said, smiling at Diego.

Later that night, Eric wrapped his arms around Marshall in his bed, snuggling into him. Things between him and Diego would never change, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. After all, Diego was his best friend.

And best friends can live happily ever after.