Bull the Neighbor

Ch2: Two days till Christmas with Bull

(This story wasn't supose to have more chapters but here we are.)

What is life. A mistery. One big puzzle. Who would have thought that I would be living with my neighbor for six months already. Neighbor whom I have known forever. A handsome, not so straight, macho guy.

It's two days before Christmas and I'm decorating our apartment. Yes, an apartment. You heard that right. We did not last in our hometown. Too many homophobic people made our lives miserable. Rumors also spread at Bull's job and he was fired. But that didn't break us. We love each other more than ever.

Now we live in the city. No one pokes their noses into other people's lives here. We sold my family house and bought an apartment. Bull managed to get a job in the city as a mechanic. I helped him again to to study tom pass everything necessary for that job.

My friends were surprised that I was in a relationship with him. Some are still surprised. He has two children and three marriages behind him. But Bull proved to me that he is the man for me. Quiet, grumpy, macho alpha, but good at heart. He also slowly started showing his emotions to me. Only when we are alone.

He was abandoned by all his family except his brother and his brother's wife. But he found other friends at his new job and in the neighborhood. We both did. Miraculously, his wives don't mind that he's with the man. In fact, they themselves said that they had never seen him happier, so we will have children around the new year for a week.

I still work as a teacher at the school, but at the new school, few people grumbled, but when they realized that their children were improving their grades, they stopped fighting. It's Bull's last day before vacation days.

I'm standing on tiptoes and trying to hang mistletoe on the doorframe when I feel strong muscular hands on my waist. I turn around and find myself face to face with the dark brown chocolate gaze of my man.

Bull scowled at me with that perfect look of his. He was in his dirty work overalls and smelled of motor oil, but I didn't mind. I enjoyed my man being dirty and knowing how to work with his hands. Bull still has a fantastic body. Even though we are in a relationship, not much has changed. He shaved his head and he no longer has an eight pack, but he is still sexy, as he always was to me.

I put my arms around his neck and Bull put his rough lips on mine, scratching me with his couple of days old stubble. He kissed me passionately, pressing my body to his, thus revealing to me how horny he was.

I felt his thick big cock over the overalls and got horny myself. He felt it and I sighed with pleasure. Bull was quiet and stoic as always. He didn't show any reaction, but I already knew that he couldn't resist me.

We broke apart to catch our breath and I knelt down unzipping his overalls without taking my eyes off his. He looked at me with lust that he no longer hid.

I pulled out his thick hard cock and swallowed it. We didn't take our eyes off each other while I was sucking him. His chest rose and fell revealing a slightly rapid breathing. I enjoyed having him in my mouth. I licked every thick inch of that wonderful tool with my tongue. Discovering something new every time.

Then I let him go and went down to his testicles and explored them with my fist and tongue. Sucking and caressing, while I jerked his cock with my other hand. His testicles were hairy, but I didn't mind. I loved that my man was hairy. Bull understood this, so he stopped shaving his chest and stomach, so he was hairy and lickable.

I slowly worked my tongue back to the cockhead, exploring his tool, until I reached up and swallowed him again. I was sucking him all the time looking into his eyes.

He smiled crookedly at me and grabbed my head with his fists and stilled me and started stuffing his big cock in my mouth. Fucking my mouth only as he knows how. He fucked me while I moaned around his cock. He pushed it as deep as he could, choking me a couple of times, but I loved it. I loved him, therefore I loved to feel him. Why should I protest?

His breathing became faster and faster, hinting at his impending orgasm. He threw his head back and roared with pleasure filling my mouth with his cum. I swallowed his essence and savored in its salty taste.

Bull grabbed me under the armpits and lifted me to my wobbly legs and pinned me to the doorframe and kissed me passionately, showing how much he loved me and knelt down and took off my boxers and tracksuit and swallowed my cock.

I threw my head back in pleasure and moaned. He licked me still uncertainly, as he always did because he was still afraid he wasn't doing it well. No matter how many times I told him he was perfect. Namely, he only started sucking my dick about four months ago. What can I say, he was straight until six months ago. At least he thought he was straight.

He licked me perfectly exploring my tool. Then he swallowed me as far as he could. He's not good at deeptroathing which isn't that important even though he says it is. But I don't object to his perfect mouth and tongue. I have them in any way possible. He sucked me so well that tingles started to travel down my spine and my testicles tensed, emphasizing my orgasm. I rose on my toes with pleasure and grabbed the mistletoe on the door and cum in his mouth and tore the mistletoe off the doorframe.

Bull stood up and kissed me feeling his cum on my tongue. It bothered him at first, but not anymore. We smiled in the kiss and parted.

"Hi honey." Bull said in his deep husky voice wrapping his arms around my waist and looking at me again with his dark chocolate gaze. I smiled at him and held up the mistletoe.

"You're lucky I have a spare, or you'd be going shopping with me as punishment, and I know how much you hate that." Bull rolled his eyes and slapped my ass.

"I am going to shower." He said and disappeared into the bathroom. Smiling, I threw the mistletoe in the trash can and went to prepare our lunch.

After lunch, I finished decorating the apartment, while Bull was doing the dishes, when my cell phone rang. I look and see Carla's name. I sat down and accepted the call.

"Hey Carla." By the way, Carla is my best friend from childhood. We haven't seen each other for almost two years because she works in California whilče me and Bull are in New York and rarely comes home. This Christmas she is coming with her husband.

“Hey Royce. So I'm coming over in two hours for an assessment." I roll my eyes. Carla could never figure out Bull because of his unreadable demeanor. That's why she still can't believe that I'm in a relationship with him. She told me that the relationship is not valid until she evaluates Bull.

"Yes, yes... You will see that he does not force me to be with him." That's one of her theories.

"I won't believe it until I see it, but just in case, when I'm with you guys, give me some sign that you need to be saved. Wink or whatever.”

"You are crazy." I say with a smile in my voice. I haven't been this happy in years.

"See you bro." She says and hangs up without waiting for my bye. I turn around and see Bull leaning against the kitchen doorframe with his arms crossed.

"Carla and Mickey are coming." I say, and Bull's right eye twitches. "Don't worry, everything will be fine. They will see that we are happy and that we love each other." Bull moved away from the door and went into the living room and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. I join him and sat next to him, putting my head on his shoulder. Bull put his arms around me while we were watching some stupid thing on TV.

Bull was just entering from the balcony where he was smoking a cigarette when the doorbell rang at the front door of the apartment building. He let Carla and Mickey into the building and we waited for them to take the elevator to our apartment. We were standing at the open door of the apartment. I was in Bull's arms while his chin was on my shoulder. I felt his breath on my right cheek enjoying the sensation of his breath and body around me. The elevator opened and Carla and Mickey got out.

Carla and I screamed at the same time and ran into each other's arms.

"Too long." Carla said what I agreed with. It's been too long since we've seen each other. Carla is the same as she always was. Blonde shoulder-length hair. Brown eyes and a curvy but sexy body. Mickey had dark brown wavy hair with green eyes and a perfectly sculpted body, but not like my Bull.

"Yes it was too long." I said when we parted. Then Carla zeroed on Bull at the door of the apartment and stared at him. I rolled my eyes because they were measuring each other as if before a fight. Mickey smiled at me

"Hey Royce good to see you." We shook hands.

"Let's leave these two to kill each other. You're for a beer."

"God yes." Answered Mickey and followed me to the apartment.

"Hey!" Bull and Carla shouted at the same time and followed us.

We sat down in the living room and talked about what happened in our lives during this time when we didn't see each other. Because you can't say everything with text messages and phone conversations. Carla and Mickey bought a house and got a dog. Of course I had to see the pictures. I felt Bull start to relax next to me. I put my fist on his knee and squeezed to encourage him. He smiled at me with the corner of his eye.

"I can not believe it!"

"What?" I looked up from the pictures on my cell phone.

"He's smiling. A stoic shows emotion.” I looked at Bull who sighed and rolled his eyes. I smiled encouragingly at him, which miraculously he smiled back at me, because otherwise he tries not to show emotions in front of others. "And twice in one minute."

"Carla, please stop bothering him."

"Shut up. I can't believe what I'm seeing."

"Carla..." Mickey tried, but when she gets caught up in something, there's no choice but to let her finish.

"No dear, don't Carla me. I mean the guy who was such a stoic and bully is smiling, showing emotions. Yes he's trying to be subtle and hide them, but you know how protective I am when it comes to Royce. So I watched him like an hawk. I can see in his eyes how much he is in love with Royce.”

"Then can you leave the man alone?" Mickey asks, looking at Carla with love in his eyes.

"Ok." Says Carla and Bull sighed in relief, but too soon. "And when is the wedding?"

"Carla..." Mickey and I said in unison. Bull neither paled nor panicked, he was still relaxed. Something is fishy there. Karla looked at him, expecting an answer.

"Dear hold your horses ok. They have only been together for six months." Tried Mickey.

"Yes, but they hang out more than that."

"Sis' leave my man alone." Bull got up and went to the bedroom. "Look what you did now. Thanks a lot." I got up and went to the bedroom after Bull while Mickey was shooting daggers at Carla with his eyes.

Bull was taking something from the sock drawer and turned to me. He looked at me uncertainly. I didn't like that look on him. It didn't suit him.

"So I was thinking of doing this on Christmas morning as a gift for you and me, but Carla..."

"What's up Bradley honey." Bull came up to me and got down on one knee. My hand flew to my mouth. Bull looked at me uncertainly.

"Guys I..." It was Carla, but I didn't take my eyes off Bull.

"Royce Gregory Davies will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me."

"This is your cue Royce." Mickey said after a long pause. Which snapped me out of my trance. I screamed and knocked Bull to the floor and kissed him passionately. We separated and looked into each other's eyes.

“Yes, Bradley Gavin Montgomery I will. I will marry you.” I said to which Bull smiled. We stood up and Bull put the ring on my finger.

"Baby breathe." I heard Mickey and turned around to see Carla looking at us in a daze with her jaw on the floor, not breathing. I reach her and pinch her. She moaned in pain and slapped my arm and smiled at me.

"I'm the maid of honor."

"I don't know, I was thinking about Mickey."

"Hey!" Carla shouted, looking at me with a frown.

"Of course you're are my maid of honor silly." After a series of congratulations and hugs and handshakes, we went back to the living room and hung out for a while until Carla and Mickey had to go back to their daughter, who was with Carla's parents.

After we cleaned everything up, we turned off the light and took off our clothes and went to bed.

"I love you Bradley." I said as Bull held me in his arms breathing on my neck.

"I love you too Royce." Bull said and turned me onto my back and lay on top of me, leaning over. He crashed his rough lips on mine and kissed me hungrily and passionately. Until our dicks got hard.

I heard him open the drawer of the bedside table and take the lube without moving his lips from mine. In a moment I felt his finger between my buttocks. He smeared my hole with lube and began to penetrate me with his finger. Preparing me for his thick tool. We don't feel like foreplay tonight. As this was the case. I longed to have him inside me immediately, as well as he to be inside me. We are sometimes so hungry for each other as we are now that we immediately wantto be connected. So foreplay is out of question.

After preparing me for his monster, he separated his lips from mine and raised my legs on his shoulders and penetrated me with his cock connecting his balls with my asscheeks. I sighed digging my nails into his biceps.

He waited for me to get used to him and slowly began to pull his cock out of me and penetrate again. But I didn't want it easy. I needed it rough.

"Harder dear!" I shouted not caring if the neighbors could hear me. Bull growled and started thrusting his cock into me as hard and fast as he could. The bed groaned under us. Bull pounded into me. Holding my legs on his shoulders so tight I'll have a bruises, but I don't care. I enjoyed his rhythm. The rhythm of the tango we danced in bed. He fucked me so hard and passionately that I came without touching myself. Which excited him even more and forced him to orgasm. He finished filling me with his essence.

He collapsed on top of me which allowed me to wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. We kissed and stayed that way until we drifted off to sleep and dreamed of what was to come.

by Stipa formerly known as Eric Zane