The German Lieutenant

Howdy Neighbor

During the early summer before the pandemic arrived, I noticed a cute, young guy walking a dog near where I live. I hadn’t seen him before and wondered where he lived. I was heading out for the morning walk with my dogs and he was heading home with his. He entered the grounds of the apartment complex where I live. I smiled, nodded and fantasized.

The next day I left to walk our dogs a few minutes earlie,r hoping to run into the new guy again. As I got past our buildings, I spotted him walking along a creek that runs through the farm fields just beyond our residence complex. I stepped onto the path and headed with my two White West Highland Terriers to where the new guy was standing.

I approached him with a big smile and a friendly, “Hello. You must be a very new neighbor.” I’ve seen you here only once and that was yesterday.“ I pointed toward the apartment complex and asked if he lived there also.

He nodded. “Yes, I moved in a few days ago and I really do like it out here in the suburbs.”

“Let me welcome you to the neighborhood.” We both chuckled. God, he is so gorgeous and his babyface gives him that special look of innocence.

Gorgeous smiled and said, “I need to get going and get ready to shop for some things my girlfriend wants me to buy for the apartment.”

“OK, I hope to see you again soon. I go walking everyday about this same time.”

He turned and said, “OK. I will look for you tomorrow.” I watched as he walked away. This adult boy gives a new meaning to the phrase, “Drop-dead gorgeous.”

That night over dinner, I briefed my partner Roberto about our new neighbor. He said, “Don’t fuck around with neighbors or guys you work with.”

“I work from right here so I have no guys to fuck around with. While I am working from home, all the guys are at their jobs in the city.”

“I’m serious about guys in our complex. If you want to service some guy outside the complex, do your best to please them. But, keep your hands off people who will naturally get chatty with other neighbors we are likely to run into. You do one guy and he tells a neighbor and the story gets passed around, getting enhanced with each telling. Soon you have the reputation of cocksucker of the county.”

I looked into his eyes and smiled. “Fuck! OK, wait ‘til you see him. This guy merits an exception to the rules and when you see his babyface it will melt your heart and a few other things. I know you’ll be on your knees as soon of this guy gives you, or better yet, as soon as you perceive this dude has an interest. Anyway, he has a girlfriend.”

“As if that makes any fucking difference. You know there are many married guys and single guys with girlfriends who find a gay man to give them a blowjob like no woman can give them. Every guy likes a good blowjob and they will get it one place or another. You know that…..from experience.”

I like the arrangement Robert and I have. We can fuck around, preferably together, in a threesome or group, or in the case of an unplanned opportunity we can do one-on-one with other guys, but we have to tell each other about our experiences. Everything, describing them in minute detail. We agree that in a serious relationship the couple should avoid all secrets because it is the single most destructive thing to a relationship.  If you tell your partner, it's not cheating.

That night while in the shower before going to bed, I thought about the new neighbor. He was breathtaking. As I washed my cock and balls, I started to get hard. I wrapped my hand around my cock and stroked it to full hardness. in my mind, I could see what his dick looked like, feel what eating his ass would be like, me on my knees sucking his dick, licking his sweaty armpit, swallowing a big load from his shooter. I whitewashed the shower wall after a couple of minutes; my ejaculate sliding down the wall and disappearing down the drain. What a waste.

The next morning after Roberto left for work, I had my usual breakfast of oatmeal with coffee. Hey, before you turn up your nose, just remember that oatmeal helps to flush cholesterol through the system, before it gets into the bloodstream.

Breakfast behind me, I gathered the dog leashes. Wait, there are three dog leashes in the drawer and one doesn’t match. Must be mine. I grabbed the two dog leashes belonging to the four-legged boys and fastened them to the dogs’ collars. "Let’s go boys."

I stopped at the open fields, and looked around to see if I could spot our new neighbor. The instant I saw him again on the path along the creek, I heard someone call "Markus!" I turned to see my partner waving at me.

“I forgot my fucking wallet and I’m not taking a chance with riding the train into the city without a valid ticket.”

I grabbed Roberto by the arm. “Come on, you have to meet our new neighbor.” I dragged my partner toward gorgeous.

“Hey, neighbor, I’d like to introduce you to my partner. This is Roberto and Roberto, this is gorg…..uhh…our new neighbor.” They shook hands and exchanged the usual friendly greetings. Ahhhhhh. Gorgeous has a real name now, Michael, but his friends call him Mikey. That is so adorable. That face looks like a Mikey, not Mike or Michael. Just Mikey.

Showing anxiety about catching the soon-to-arrive bus, Roberto said, “I gotta go inside and get my wallet and get to work. Nice to meet you Michael.”

Roberto leaned into my ear and said, ”We may have to make an exception to the do no neighbors policy.“

“Yeah, I noticed you eye-fucking him the whole time you were welcoming him.” I laughed and smirked.

A peck on the lips from my love and he bolted back down the path toward the street. I would gladly drive him but he always refuses and does the 20-minute walk to the suburban train station in 15 minutes or less. He always walks like he’s going to watch a raging fire.

I turned my body and attention back to gorgeous. “Michael, I work from home so you are always welcomed to stop by for a coffee or beer. I do a lot of different multimedia projects for a living. What is it that you do?”

“I’m in the Bundeswehr, the German army. I’m a new lieutenant and still learning my place. I mean, you know, how the army functions”

Learning his place. Is that a slip of the tongue or is he trying to tell me something? I admit to having a very fertile imagination.

“Every day I do my early-morning run and after my girlfriend leaves for work, I walk her dog, then eat breakfast and get ready for work. My workday doesn’t begin until 10 AM, so I have plenty of morning hours without having to rush.”

We walked along the creek, the dogs swimming in the clear, running water as the creek races toward its destination a couple of blocks away where it empties into another wider and deeper stream. The meandering waterways out here in the suburbs are crystal clear. Local environmentalists look after the streams to ensure they remain as pristine as possible. Luckily, Germans tend to respect nature and not fuck up the environment.

Michael and I walked and enjoyed the friendly neighborly chit-chat. When we reached the point where our stream is devoured by another stream, we turned and walked back toward the street.

Michael broke the short period of silence, “Well, I have to prepare breakfast, surf the Internet for a bit and then get ready for work. See you tomorrow?”

“Definitely, Michael.”

“Call me Mikey. All my friends do.”

“Thanks, Mikey, my newest friend.” We smiled at each other and went our separate ways.

That night while eating dinner, Roberto asked, “Anything new about the new German boy soldier.?”

“Well, I threw caution to the wind and let him compare his girlfriend’s pussy with my well-lubed Mancunt. That boy knows how to buttfuck”

“Jeezus Christ, Markus. We discussed this. The 'don’t shit where you eat' philosophy applies to this situation. Don’t fuck around with neighbors or people where you work.”

“Calm down, I was just fucking with you. Nothing happened. We just walked the dogs around the Srawberry Field.”

“You really do like getting me upset, don’t you?”

“You’re so cute when you get all pop-eyed and red in the face.”

After dinner we were trying to watch a movie but Roberto was fidgeting the entire time and that distracted me from the movie. I finally couldn’t take it anymore. “Roberto, what the fuck has gotten up your ass?”

He stilled and gave me a stern look. “Let’s go to bed and I’ll show you what’s wrong.

He grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the bedroom. He stood facing me and started undressing me. He pulled my t-shirt over my head. “Tonight, when you told me Michael had fucked you, I popped an instant boner from what raced through my head.

“Jealous?”

“Fuck no. I got an instant case of horny and now you’re gonna take care of what you started with teasing me. Just picturing that hot guy fucking you turned me on like never before. It’s not like I’ve never seen you getting fucked but there was something hot about the thought of you on all fours getting pounded by that young soldier.”

We continued ripping off each other’s clothes and then Roberto picked me up and threw me on the bed and quickly covered my body with his.

He pulled my arms over my head and held me firmly in place, his face inches from mine. “When you do disobey me and let that boy soldier fuck you, I want you to remember the fuck I’m about to give you. I want you to remember that you are mine no matter who fucks you.”

“Grab the lube from my bedside table.”

“The only lube you are gonna get tonight is my spit. You will feel my hard cock in your pussy. You will not touch your cock. IF you come it will be caused by me, my cock. Your choice, come or don’t but I will give you the orgasm, not your hand. Come like a real man, fucker.”

Roberto has never been like this, never so dominant. I fucking love it. I feel like I could come right now and he is not inside me yet.

“Roberto, I belong to you and always will. Now, show me how a hot Italian stud takes care of his man.”

He reached down and with fingers from both hands pulled my hole open, spit in it and then I felt the blood-pumped head of his big Italian sausage at my backdoor. He pushed, keeping the pressure on and suddenly, his cockhead popped past my outer ring. He slowly and steadily pushed, forging an open path into my guts, snaking through and past my second ring

His belly pushed against my ass cheeks. The thickness of his nine inches, spreading my man cunt so wide I couldn’t squeeze his cock.

Roberto started making small back and forth movements after letting me get used to the big-dick-intrusion I loved so much. “Focus on your orgasm.”

The movements in my hole got faster, harder and the strokes got longer. I always get goose bumps when Roberto is inside me. The feel of that thick, long cock going back and forth, passing over my prostate giving me more pleasure than anyone deserves. Pure sexual magic.

“You need my big Italian cock to satisfy your horniness. You crave my big dick every day and I need your cunt all the time. I love you, Markus.”

“Yeah, fuck me baby, show me how a real man fucks a needy bottom. Treat me like your whore.”

“I can see Mikey fucking your ass, talking dirty to you, calling you humiliating names.”

“But, Roberto, only you can give me a no-hands orgasm. Please make me cum, please. I need you to make me cum as only you know how to do.”

“Yeah, faggot boy, you will know the man who owns you made you cum.”

He started ramming my ass with all his might, banging the bed against the wall. Both of us grunting like pigs. Roberto hammering my guts. Unbelievable power and stamina. I could feel my balls drawing up tightly against my body. I wrapped my legs around Roberto and dug my fingernails into his back and held on for dear life. I was pushing back hard to meet his in strokes, forcing him in deeper each time. “Roberto, Roberto!”

“Come for me baby. Shoot your belly and chest full of your spunk. I wanna smell that cum. Do it!

I screamed over and over as I shot my load. Cum flying up to my face, into my open mouth. I was totally out of it, in a different place as the orgasm ripped through my body. When Roberto was sure I was done, he quickly worked up his own orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum inside you baby, fill you with my sperm, leave my mark inside you. Fuck, fuck, fuck!

A loud animal-like scream filled the room as Roberto slammed into me one more time, holding still and pumping me full of his thick, warm cum. He dropped on top of me, our sweat mixing together. The room smelled of sweat, cum and sex. So, fucking hot and satisfying.

Roberto slowly got off the bed and stood. “Clean my cock, lick it clean. Taste me and your ass juices.”

I quickly got on my knees in front of him, hands behind my back and cleaned his still-sensitive cock with my tongue and mouth.

“Good boy. Now let’s get to sleep.”

We fell asleep with Roberto on his back, my head on his chest. I loved this man more than life itself.

TO BE CONTINUED