Humbled Neighbors

For years Scotty and Randy lived across from each other on the second floor of an apartment complex in Oregon. Their unit shared a landing and a set of stairs, and they often nodded hello as they passed in their daily routines. When Scotty moved in and saw Randy carrying his orange Home Depot apron, he held up his red Lowe's vest and joked about how they were competitors, but a relationship any deeper never materialized.

Randy had lived in his apartment for seven years, ever since discovering he was gay and divorcing his wife. He worked at Home Depot since high school and had been everything from a cashier to an assistant manager. Now, at fifty-five he'd settled into the predictability of being the manager over the lumber department. Everyday he'd come home covered in sawdust and smelling of sweat and wood.

Scotty was twenty-six and had been hired out of college to be the assistant manager of his Lowe's. Six months into his tenure his boss keeled over after eating a chili dog and Scotty became the youngest store manager in the company. His days were stressful and long, and sometimes he'd see Randy coming home with a smile on his face covered in wood shavings and wonder if he wouldn't be happier a few rungs lower on the corporate ladder.

One afternoon, on his way to cover an employee calling out, Scotty spied a package on the landing and threw it into his apartment to deal with when he got back. At ten thirty Scotty finally got home from another depressing day. He took a shower and pulled on some loose shorts he'd made from a pair of grey sweatpants he'd worn when he ran track in high school. Despite being twenty-six, he still had the same tall lean hairless body he'd had in high school. His size fourteen feet trod across the carpet as his long heavy package swayed back and forth under his shorts and he picked up the package he'd seen that morning. He was about to cut it open, when he noticed it had been delivered to the wrong door and actually belonged to Randy.

He slipped on a cheap thin pair of flip flops he'd gotten for a gay cruise he'd gone on when he graduated from college. That had been his first experience in the gay world, and it hadn't been good. Over seven days of writhing around on a boat in the Caribbean with a bunch of drunk gay men, he'd fucked one guy who'd complained he was too big the whole time and ended up leaving Scotty to finish himself off. He wasn't in the closet, but he was far from being proud about his community.

Scotty saw the light still on in Randy's kitchen and decided to knock softly on the door, just in case it was too late. Unbeknownst to Scotty, Randy had been talking to a man on Grindr for the better part of the afternoon who had been stringing him along and telling him he was coming over. When Randy heard the knock at the door, he almost didn't answer it, but then he figured he'd gone through all the trouble of cleaning himself out, he might as well get a late-night load out of it. He threw on his orange apron over his hairy, thick, and curvy 5'10" body and tied a simple bow in the back, cinching the waist and defining his big barrel chest and exposing his thick upper thighs on either side.

Randy swung the door open, and both men froze for a moment at what was in front of each of them. Scotty had always thought Randy was a sexy daddy with his full dark beard and tanned body he assumed came from a booth at the gym rather than the far too rare Oregon sun, but he didn't realize how built the man was. The veined curves on Randy's body grew ever bigger as Scotty's eyes scanned his forearm up to his bicep and settled onto a massive meaty shoulder with a light dusting of hair. The trip down his body was as undulating as Randy's body dipped in at the waist and ballooned out directly below. A large mirror leaned against the wall gave a spectacular view of Randy's round hairy ass poking out from the back of the apron.

Randy had never really taken notice of Scotty, other than he was about a foot taller than him. He didn't really have a type that he fell for, but Scotty's contrast to him in every way grabbed his attention. Scotty's pale smooth chest flowing down into a V formation just above the elastic waist made his breath quicken. Normally, the site of feet that big would have made him imagine what must be in those shorts, but Scotty's body had a definite and visual reaction to seeing Randy's ass in the mirror and his heavy erection was pulling at the fabric of his shorts.

They both snapped out of their lust at the same moment and forced a stare into one another's eyes.

"Um, sorry, I, uh, I accidentally put this in my place when I left today. It's yours." Scotty held out the rectangular box with one hand and tried to pin his erection to his thigh with the other.

Randy smiled broadly at the young man and motioned with his eyes at Scotty's erection, "Thanks, I needed that today. Seems like every guy I meet online never shows up. Nice to know it's their bad manners and not me doing it."

Randy's frankness was refreshing to Scotty, who'd experienced the same thing since moving to Oregon. He ogled Randy with a new level of intention. "Trust me, if they saw that ass," he pointed to the reflection in the mirror, "there's no way they'd miss out."

Randy turned to see the mirror he'd momentarily forgotten he had. He turned red and smiled sheepishly. He noticed the utility knife Scotty still had in his hand. "I don't suppose I could convince you to open that for me. My work knife is a little dull at the moment."

Scotty smiled and quickly cut away the tape holding the box closed. He opened it and tipped the box on end as a wooden humbler, an eight-inch dildo, and two nipple suckers fell into his gigantic hand. "I know what the nipple suckers and the dildo are for, but what's this black wooden thing?"

"You want me to show you?"

"Fuck yeah!" Scotty said as his cock jumped in his shorts.

"On me or you?"

Scotty took a step forward and kissed Randy hard on the lips. "I'm versatile for most things, how about you try it on me and then I try it on you?"

"And the dildo and the suckers?"

"My nipples aren't very sensitive, so you can keep those, and my ass has never been fucked, so that thick dildo might be like going from zero to a hundred for me."

Randy reached down to feel the huge hard cock in Scotty's shorts. "That dildo might have been a waste of money next to this piece of meat."

Scotty stepped into Randy's apartment and shed his flip flops and shorts. He held out the humbler, "Come on, show me how this works."

Randy closed the door. "Get on your hands and knees son."

Scotty lowered himself to the ground and made himself into a human table. Randy pulled Scotty's long swinging balls back and across the center of one side of the humbler, doing his best to keep his sack within the confines of the little divot in the center. He then attached the other side and tightened the screws on either side. Randy stared at Scotty's exposed hole and his big floppy nuts being held back by the humbler. "Fuck, that looks awesome on you."

"So now what?"

"Ah yes, the humbling part of this." Randy took off his apron, crossed the room, and took a seat in a modern leather recliner. His thick dark cock and hairy balls rested warmly between his thighs atop the leather. "Come over here boy and get my dick hard."

Scotty's first instinct was to stand, but as soon as he straightened out too much the wood slats of the humbler pressed into the back of his thighs and gave a good yank to his balls forcing him to the ground and stealing his breath for a moment.

"You'll have to crawl boy." Randy patted his thigh, "Come on boy."

Slowly Scotty traversed the room, occasionally wincing from taking too wide of a stride in his crawl. He placed his hands on Randy's thighs and sniffed and tongued his manhood. The feeling of Scotty's hot breath and his wet tongue rooting around in his crotch, made Randy's thick cock expand to its veiny fullness. Scotty took him into his mouth and began giving a slow sensual blowjob. Randy leaned over every now and again and played with Scotty's tight virgin hole and it made his dick swell just a little more in Scotty's mouth.

The idea of fucking Scotty's virgin hole became too much for Randy. He gently grabbed Scotty by a tuft of hair and removed him from his cock. "How about we take this into the bedroom?"

"Okay daddy."

The word 'daddy' leaving the boy's lips made even more blood surge to Randy's cock. He stood up and walked into the bedroom as he heard Scotty behind him stumble to the floor after trying to stand again. "Crawl boy."

When Scotty finally made his way into the bedroom, he found Randy laying on the bed patting the empty space next to him. "Come on up boy."

"How the fuck am I supposed to get up there?"

"I don't know, but I bet it's going to be fun watching you try."

"Fun for who?"

"Heh, heh, get that ass up here boy."

Scotty tried several different approaches to getting up on the bed with Randy looking on and stroking his cock as he yanked on his balls during his failed attempts. He succumbed to the fact that he could only do things in a bent over position and decided to back onto the bed and then roll in. It looked clumsy and made Randy laugh. Finally, Scotty was face down in Randy's crotch with his ass in the air.

Randy opened the bedside table and took out two leather cuffs and fitted them to Scotty's wrists while he worked away at the hard cock in his throat. He pulled Scotty off his cock and flipped him onto his back. He then secured Scotty's wrists to either side of the humbler.

"Hope you're not expecting me to do much for you in this position," Scotty said to the spinning ceiling fan above him.

"Just need to make sure you don't touch your dick. You can cum passively or directly from my actions, but you are not to cum because you want to. Understand boy?"

"Yes sir."

"Good answer boy."

Randy grabbed Scotty by the hips and slid him to the edge of the bed. He then kneeled on the floor and buried his face in the boy's ass. His beard rubbed in Scotty's crack and his tongue explored his hole. Moan after moan would escape Scotty as he had nothing to do but experience the pleasure being bestowed upon him. Every so often, Randy would squeeze from the base to the tip of Scotty's cock and expel a gob of precum out the tip of his huge cock. He'd then rub the cum on Scotty's hole and continue to explore it with his tongue.

The scent of Scotty's freshly washed ass and the constant spasming of his hole reacting to the tongue trying to invade it, made Randy's cock uncomfortably hard. Strings of precum ran between the head of his cock and the hairs on his thighs. He stood up and let the head of his cock dance at the entrance of Scotty's tight pink hole.

"You ready to get fucked?"

"Doesn't look like I have any choice in the matter."

"We can stop everything right now if you want."

Scotty lifted his head and looked into Randy's eyes. "Well, you have gone through all that trouble getting my hole sopping wet. How about this, as long as I'm in this contraption, you're in charge, and when I finally get your balls in this thing, then I'm in charge."

Randy kissed Scotty's giant foot and placed the attached ankle on his shoulder, "Deal."

"Go slow though, you're almost as thick as I am."

"You're not my first virgin."

He smiled for a moment until the mushroom head of Randy's cock slid into his hole. Randy felt a puff of hot breath leave Scotty and press into his chest, making him stop. Scotty couldn't express the feeling in his hole, but his gaping mouth and bugged out eyes said more than enough.

Randy froze at his current depth in the hole. "You want me to pull out, leave it, go in further?"

Scotty gasped for a breath, "Definitely not the last one. Just sit here for a minute."

Randy smiled. "While you're getting used to this, anything you want to talk about?"

Scotty was still trying to regain his composure. "Like what, the fucking weather?"

"Please, we're in Oregon, it's raining or it's snowing. I was thinking more along the lines of any sexual fantasies you have. I'm open to anything except blood or scat."

Scotty started to relax as they conversed. "Yeah, those two are definitely off the menu for me too. Also, not into people spitting in my mouth. I once threw up on a guy when he did that."

"Ok, I get it, no spitting in your mouth. You don't seem to mind spit on that hole though." He glanced down at Scotty's hole stretched around the shaft of his cock. He'd taken advantage of the relaxing effect of their conversation to slide another inch into the boy.

"Did you just go further into me?"

"Yeah, you okay?"

"Yeah, didn't hurt."

"You want more."

"Yes sir."

Randy took this as permission to slide the rest of his thick member into the boy to the point his dark bushy pubes were compressed between them. Once again Scotty's mouth returned to resembling an 'O' as he tensed up and sucked in all the air in the room.

"Come on boy, breathe through it. You can take it."

"Yes sir," Scotty said with a little hyperventilation.

"I know, I can take your mind off your hole." Randy grabbed Scotty's clamped balls with one hand and slapped them with the other. The pain was intense for Scotty, and it made him clamp down on Randy's girth inside of him. "Fuck yeah boy! Daddy likes the way those balls are wired to that hole."

Slowly, Randy started pumping his cock in and out of Scotty. His spit and both their precum started to foam up around Randy's cock. After a few minutes any other emotion on Scotty's face had been replaced by pleasure as he succumbed to being Randy's hole.

"You like that boy?"

"Ah fuck yeah sir."

"You want it rougher?"

"Do it however you want. Fucking use that hole sir."

"Good boy!"

Randy picked up his pace inside the boy's hole and as he did the moans and spasms from Scotty's body increased in frequency. As Randy's cock swelled inside the boy, he would slap the boy's balls with the back of his hands making the boy's hole grip his cock with even more tenacity. Soon, the feeling of the boy's hole became too much for Randy to handle, he gave one last slap to Scotty's balls and dumped his four-day load into the boy's guts. Randy shuddered and growled as he emptied himself while Scotty's eyes widened at his first feeling of another man's hot semen flooding his insides.

When Randy was finished, he rested a moment with his forehead on Scotty's bony sternum and his slowly shrinking cock retreating from the site of its recent victory. When Randy had slipped out of the boy, he lifted himself up and looked down at Scotty's huge drooling cock sitting in a shiny slick of precum on his smooth stomach. "How about you put the humbler on me, and you can get a little payback?"

An evil wide grin stretched across Scotty's face. "Alright, if you think you can handle me."

Randy undid the last screw and freed Scotty's balls and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "When you're in charge, it's not about how much I can take, it's about how much you can give."

Scotty rolled Randy onto his back, "Hold your legs in the air."

"Yes sir."

Scotty gave a quick and firm slap to Randy's balls, "No, you call me son or boy."

Randy smiled big at him and replied, "Okay son."

Scotty clamped Randy's balls in the humbler and then climbed up to recline against the padded headboard. "Come on daddy, crawl over and suck on your son's cock."

Randy could erase the grin from his face as he crawled over and slipped as much of Scotty's cock in his mouth as would fit. Scotty was quick to place a hand on the back of Randy's head and push down past his limits, making him choke a sputter all over his crotch. "Come on daddy, you can take all your son's cock." He shoved Randy's head farther down on his cock and could feel the tip of his cock rubbing in Randy's spasming throat. "Fuck yeah daddy! Vibrate that fucking throat on your boy's cock."

For what seemed like an eternity for Randy, Scotty forced his cock farther and farther down his throat. A thick layer of spit and snot covered Randy's face and Scotty's crotch. Finally, he pushed Randy off of him, got up, and went to the end of the bed. He grabbed Randy by the hips and slid him to where he was. Suddenly, Randy felt Scotty's large hand wipe all the slime from his face and deposit it on his exposed hairy hole. Scotty played with the slime around his hole and soon was slipping a few of his long thick fingers in and out of Randy's hole.

There was no preparation, no warning, Scotty simply added a huge gob of spit onto Randy's shiny hole and pressed the entirety of his immense cock into him. Randy gasped and cried out from the invasion into his hole. He tried to escape from it, but the humbler attached to his balls would only allow him to retreat from the massive organ just so far before the pain from his stretching balls outweighed the pain in his stretching hole.

At first, Randy got some relief from the feeling of Scotty's balls resting heavily against his own, but the feeling was short lived as Scotty immediately withdrew and repeated the motion over and over. "Fuck yeah daddy, that ass knows how to take a cock."

"Thank you, son."

"Show me how hard you can fuck yourself. And if I don't think you're going hard enough, I'll have to punish you by pressing that ass forward and tugging those tight daddy balls of yours."

"Yes son."

Randy started pounding himself with the boy's cock as hard as he could, but Scotty wasn't impressed and soon the boy was pressing his pelvis forward making Randy stretch his own balls with every thrust.

"Come on daddy, you can go harder than that."

Randy slammed his ass into the boy's pelvis over and over again and every time the girth inside him felt just as big. There was no getting used to a cock as big as Scotty's. After a few moments, Scotty left the end of the bed and walked out to the living room and then returned.

"I knew we forgot something." He laid down with his head on a pillow. "Come on daddy, crawl over here and sit on your boy's cock while I put these nipple suckers on you."

On his way over to his perch, Randy reached in the side table and pulled out a big white bottle of medical grade lube. "You're gonna need this if you're gonna get those to stick to my hairy pecs."

Randy squatted onto Scotty's cock, the humbler making being on his knees impossible. His hole clenched on Scotty's cock as the cold jelly-like blue lube rubbed against his hardening nipples. Scotty place one sucker and then the other, marveling at how much of Randy's nipples went into the clear cylinders and how red they started to turn.

"How long do they stay on for?"

"Usually, I leave them on for a while before a guy comes over and then I let him play with them once they're bigger. But as you're already inside me, probably fifteen minutes should do the trick. You can make them tighter if you want, I can take the pain."

Scotty flexed his cock inside Randy's hole as he turned the cranks on the suckers, increasing the suction and making Randy's nips go a magenta color in the cylinders.

"Well, while we're getting those nips ready, feel free to keep bouncing on your son's cock."

In the squatting position it was hard for Randy to get a good motion established, so Scotty took pity on him and used the bouncing of the bed to drive his cock into his hole. He grabbed onto the top of Randy's thighs and jackhammered his giant dick into him.

After fifteen minutes had passed, Scotty twisted and yanked the suckers off Randy's nipples, making a crisp popping sound as they came off like a cork being undone. He wiped off the lube and notice how thick and solid Randy's nipples were compared to earlier. He also noticed Randy's erection had returned as he played with his nipples.

"Fuck daddy, let's get into a better position." Scotty unscrewed the bolts on the humbler and removed it then flipped Randy onto his stomach and pulled him onto his knees and onto his cock in one smooth motion. "I'll work your cock and your nips; you work my cock with that ass daddy."

"Okay son."

Scotty stroked Randy's cock with one hand while his other hand switched back and forth between his engorged nipples, twisting and pulling them. Randy fucked himself vigorously, almost in a trance from all the different sensations of pleasure he was experiencing. It wasn't long until his hole was vibrating around Scotty's cock and streams of cum splattered all over the bed.

Scotty still hadn't cum after Randy's second load. "Damn, you can go for a long time son."

Scotty grabbed Randy's hands and pinned him to the bed. "You want my load in you?"

"Yeah son."

"I have this thing where I can only cum if I'm being really rough."

"Rougher than you have been?"

"Yeah, one guy told me it felt like I was raping him."

"Go for it son. I want that load."

"You sure? Once I start, I'm not stopping."

"Yeah. I want that load."

Randy was shocked at the pummeling his hole started taking. He screamed into the mattress as Scotty's giant piston of a cock slammed into him faster and faster. "Yeah, you're just a fucking cock slut aren't you daddy?"

"Yes son," Randy managed to squeak out.

"Fuck yeah, daddy, squeeze your son's cock. Milk that fucking cock for me daddy."

Scotty's pace increased and seemed to be accompanied by a rage Randy hadn't noticed before. "Come on bitch, milk that fucking meat!"

Randy reached under himself, gripped both his still engorged nipples, and twisted and pulled at them with all his might. His hole gripped Scotty's cock for a moment and suddenly Scotty's pace became even more furious until Randy felt a warm flood within him that increased with each thrust. Eventually Scotty had drained his balls inside his neighbor and collapsed on top of him. He breathed heavily from the exertion and a river of sweat ran between their bodies. Scotty's big cock stayed hard for quite a while as they lay in silence, the only noise being the slightly off-balance fan above them.

Scotty rolled off Randy and he sighed into the silence. "You okay?"

"Right now, yeah. Tomorrow I'm sure I'll be walking funny."

Scotty smiled. "I'll have to thank the postman for fucking up your delivery."

"Me too. And maybe a fruitcake at Christmas."