Getting Caught By Mature Neighbor

by Brent Boyco

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I was never really attracted to my neighbour growing up until I saw him in his swim shorts for the first time when I was 19 years old. I don't know why. Perhaps it was the anticipation of what was about to happen that night we met in the darkness of his backyard in the middle of the night. Perhaps it was his strong libido touching me with his eyes for the first time, that I noticed anyways.

I had a close relationship with him growing up. He has driven me places, been over for drinks at my house growing up with my parents, and I have helped him with yard work in the past. He's a former sharpshooter for the SWAT team, now retired. I thought he was gone camping for a few days when I was returning home from a night of partying. I was super horny and didn't want the night to end just yet. I needed to relax and enjoy myself somehow. In my intoxication, I walked into my neighbors backyard instead of going home, and got naked to soak in the hot tub on the deck. I was almost falling asleep with my arms stretched out, imagining tight asses and hard cocks, so my dick was solid in the bubbling water. I was thrusting an imaginary ass when I heard a sliding door open behind me and the outdoor lights turned on. It was my neighbor. I turned around, surprised that I was caught in his hot tub bare naked.

He greeted me kindly by my name, wearing a pair of yellow swim trunks. I was nervous and embarrassed so I immediately apologized and said I thought he was camping and that I never did this before. He said not to worry about it and offered a wine cooler which I accepted. But he didn't step closer to hand it to me. Instead he reached out for me to take it out of arms reach, meaning I had to step out of the hot tub to reveal my nudity at this point.

I hesitated.

He winked.

I was looking at his slightly hairy chest and belly, his salt and pepper beard, and gleaming brown eyes. And my thought just ended when our eyes met. I stood up and out of the water and could feel my schlong bouncing as I did so. He nodded, smirking as I took the cooler from his hand and cracked it open. We tapped our drinks together, announcing "cheers" before sipping. 

Meanwhile my eight and a half inches were exposed for the very first time to my neighbor of thirteen years. "Let's get wet." he said and we got in the tub together but not before he took off his yellow shorts. I stared eager to see what was underneath. His cock was thick, cut, shaved, and semi-hard. His bottom looked tight and good enough to eat.

We talked about work, school, the past, and more for a short while. I never seen him in the light I was seeing him in now. He looked handsome and I wanted to kiss and touch him. I started stroking my dick while he was talking and he moved closer to sit right next to me. He said something about being glad that I came over. Even though I was uninvited, I was welcome, he said, anytime. He told me how remarkable my growth has been over the years and how he was honored to have me as company at that moment. I felt his hand rest on my thigh. We were silent for a moment, then he wrapped his arm over my shoulder, got as close as he could next to me, and we leaned in to each other to kiss intimately. His tongue was like a spade digging for treasure in my mouth. I was jerking myself and on the verge of having an orgasm but I didn't want it to end quite yet, so I switched my hand to feel his cock for the first time. I was amazed by his girth, the size of his balls, and the length of his shaft. I felt it bulging in my hand and I was enticed by his moans as he held me so close in his arms. 

When we stopped kissing, I felt the contours of his body and he stroked me fast. I told him that I was close and really excited. He growled, put his hands on my shoulders and spun me around. Then he pressed his body against me from behind and I felt his big dick between my thighs. I squeezed my thighs tight together and he began to thrust back and forth. 

I remember while he was doing this, I said "Oh my god, I never thought you'd be so big...." and I begged for his cum. He asked me where I want it. I didn't answer because I wanted it everywhere all the time.  I got out at this point and asked if we could go to his bedroom. I went down on him and could feel my bottom was even eager to meet his dick. The tightness in my bottom loosened up for him while I sucked and I climbed right on top of it. It was a perfect fit. He fucked me hard in multiple positions. My dick was hard as steel the whole time and eventually my nut busted, hands free, while he was fucking me from the perfect angle. He smeared the cum off my belly, pulled out, and stuck it inside me before he went back to fucking me with his cock. His stamina was incredible and he kissed me passionately. Finally, he had an orgasm deep in my hole. It felt so good to have his juice inside of me. We had a very intimate moment as it poured from him into me. When he dick slid out, I turned around and we kissed while I stroked him some more.

That night, I slept in his arms with his soft cock resting between my cheeks. When I woke up, he was snoring and hard as stone again. I rode his cock, careful not to startle him. He woke up within seconds anyways and went on to fuck me a second time that morning. 

Since this happened, I have moved to another city. He continue to hook up with me sometimes. We share a special bond. A couple years ago we went on a camping trip for two weeks and it was such an amazing fuckfest in his trailer, with random dudes we met on our travels, on the road in his truck, and more. We're in a sort of secret relationship. He helps me out in ways and I help him out in ways. People around us recognize we have gotten closer but no one suspects we share a sexual relationship. It's pretty awesome and I'm grateful for his friendship. I never thought of him sexually until that night I was being sneaky in his hot tub. But now I have memories with him at the lake, in the city, on the road, at my place, at his place, in the mountains, and across the border. Something on my bucket list is to go with him to a gangbang.

by Brent Boyco

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