Welcome to the neighborhood

"Easy." His strong voice calms me.

"Thats nice son". With his strongs hands each one around an ankle, he has full control of my legs as he is lifting them out into a wide 'V'. Leaning over my prone body. In charge. Dominant, and totally hot.

Trey has had the leaky tip of his big dick rubbing up and down my smooth crack since he tossed me on the bed, over 10 minutes ago. Teasing me. Tormenting my every sense, making me anticipate when he would finally breach my hot willing hungry greedy hole.

"Lace your fingers behind your head muscle boi" My eyes roll into the sockets as the tip barely enters the opening of my ass.

Putting my hands behind my head, I know what he is after. I pop the guns into a dancing rythem before contracting into a rock hard quivering flex. Pits opened up wide, lats flare, guns explode. Pure musculature on display for this hot hot man.

"You are good!" He almost growls as his eyes rape every bulge and flexing muscle being displayed for his pleasure.

"Daddy does like a show off".

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Merely 2 days ago had I actually met my new neighbor Trey. Since he had moved in, over the past two months or so, we have had the cordial dialog:
How's it going,
Just moved in, Welcome to the area,
Cool,
Let me know if you need anything;
Benign banter. But friendly.

I had thought this guy is attractive. Duh, always on the make, I checked him out. Fit and trim, I could always see his shirtless torso over the hedges and fence. Very built in a lean tight way. Hot, in fact, the more glimpses I saw of his sexy body. Possibly 5 years my senior, but well done old man. Looking hot. 'I'd do you.' Passed my mind on more than one occasion.

* * *

"That's it son. Just relax." His eyes give me the reassurance that melts every nerve in my body.

"I've got all day and I plan to enjoy it." His big thick cock is maybe one/eighth of an inch past the opening in my ass.

He dribbles another string of spittle down landing exactly as he intended, the spot where his cock is breaching the opening of my ass. Adding just enough lube to inch further.

"Let me guess." He wiggles his hips side to side but not pressing in and further, yet my ass seems to be clinching around the swollen glands of the head sucking it in deeper.

"Late 50's. " I nod, whispering 58.

"Started working out later in life?" I answered with a sexy grin and a renewed flex of my biceps.

He went on to peg my exact weight of 215 lbs, and 6 feet 1 inch in height.

"Single?" I reply with way too long.

"Exibitionist!" As a statement, not a query. My devilish grin agrees with him.

"Wait. Wait, slow down boi." He backs off just a bit, reminding me who is running this show as my hips tried to push back and gain more of his amazing dick into me.

And the cock I was trying to rush onto? Trey's big cock! Yea, this old man has one hell of a body. Lean, shredded, ript in fact. Not an ounce of fat. But my mind is still mesmerized by the first time he displayed what the real prize was. His beautiful, perfect, heavy, huge, veiny cock.

Just 2 days ago,, I had been blasting my biceps. when from his side of the fence I heard him bark out some corrections to my form. Great observation and spot on suggestions for the curls I was doing. So after the set I walked up to the fence to thank the man for his guidance.

And I tripped. Literally stumbled over my own two bare feet when he greeted me buck naked, hanging heavy, hardening up and leaking.

Speechless as I was, he knew then and there he had me pegged, even told me so once he saw my reaction.

'You muscle heads are all so easy once you get a glimpse of this." Slapping his cock against his open palm.

"Lucky fucking me." Or something along those very same lines.

Yea, of course I am trying to cram that cock into my ass. All 9 beautiful perfectly straight rock hard veiny inches. But he has other plans. Make me suffer and wait.

"So, muscle boi, tell daddy what you want." He lets the next quarter inch slip further into my hot fuck channel.

"Your big dick." Is what I blurt out.

He backs up just enough to let me know the answer I spewed out was not the correct one. He tells me that he knows that I could get big dick all day long from any man online or on the street in this town.

I looked at him confused at first, then he leaned over and kissed me again. I saw stars. I felt my stomach flip. I felt reactions one normally only feels in high school with that first crush on your gym teacher.

"Try again." He slips his tongue out of my mouth, tracing the tip around my lips, up my cheeks, around my ears, whispering how fucking beautiful I am when looking for his approval.

"You!" I whimper, with the sigh of resignation.

"Come on son." He flexes his shredded torso straight flat which in turn causes his cock to harden and dig another half inch into my ass.

"I can see it in your eyes when you work out." His cock flexes.

"I can see your mind race when you work out and I am coaching you." His eyes plead with me to get it right.

"I can tell every time i speak that you are listening 100 and want what I have to share."
His body is motionless but the cock that is buried barely a few inches now inside of me is dancing wildly with excitement.

"YOU!" I almost scream, while staring hopelessly into his eyes waiting for his reaction to the correct answer.

Instead of plunging all the way in balls deep as I had hoped he would when I got the answer right, he backed off just enough, once again to remind me that he is still fully and completely in control.

"Close. Son." His paternal smile calms me from getting yet another answer wrong.

"But what am I that you crave so badly." He feeds me another inch or so, overloading not only my physical senses with pleasure, but also the mental desire to keep trying to please him.

"Besides my big dick, what is it about me that stirs you up so deeply that you loose all senses?" He gyrates his hips enough to cause my breath to gasp as he sinks in just a bit more.

"I would love to hear it come out of your mouth in your own words." He waits for my mind to form them from dancing visions and fantasy into comprehensive sentences.

"You are so powerful. " my consciousness unloads.

His cock reacts by inching further into my willing tunnel of heat.

I love how calm steady cool and confident you are. All of the thoughts I have had about him just start tumbling out.
I admire your beautiful physique. I love the way you eat me alive with your steel grey eyes like I am both prize and prey.

His hips start picking up a slow pace, digging deeper. His steady stream of precum is lube enough even for a cock the size of his.

I like how you instantly sized me up as a muscle boi with one flash of your incredible cock.

My head tosses from left to right as he finally impales me to the balls. His cock is so hard I can feel the blood coursing through the large veins as they stretch against the inside of my anal cavity like few others have accessed before.

" I FUCKING LOVE , how you know that only a man like you can ever be enough to tame me." I finally let it out.

"And claim me!". I finally said those words aloud for the first time in my life.

And he starts pumping, slowly in and drawing all the way out.

Watching every one of his sinewy muscles, now covered in sweat push into my pumped up flexing muscles.

And he fucked. Man oh man can he fuck. Every motion was like a pornographic ballet set to motion in carnal lust.

Pressing up into compete push-up position still using my ankles as leverage , our bodies became a duo of acrobatics in full sexual flagrance. - think of the two strong men on stage doing balancing acts, but nude, with penetration. And no audience.

As slowly as he had entered my ass. So slow at times the movement was undetectable, but constant. Taking over 15 minutes to breach my willing and waiting hole. Trey fucks like a porn star once he decides to begin.

Time became unaccounted for. Minutes and hours may have passed. Or not. Positions were changed as fluidly as his pistoning motion, but never once lost the penetration. Even when flippping me all over the bed, then bedroom for our initial fuck.

There are as many different levels of intercourse as there are emotions attached to them. From making love, to a quickie for relieve, to a raunchy fuck cause you need the feel of pure raw sex, all the way to gang bang anonymous orgy fuck fest. But this was different.

As passionate and cerebral as this session began, it emerged into a marathon of physical sport fucking. Strength replaced by graceful stamina. Words were no longer needed to convey both my acceptance of his dominance or his knowledge that he now had me fully under his spell.

Daddy was claiming his boi.

Finally! Me. The boi being claimed by a man I barely knew on a personal level yet 100 percent knew in my gut and heart that I belonged too.

"I want to see your face son, when I breed you with our first load. " He spins around lays on his back, his nine inches of granite pointing straight up to the ceiling. Leaking. Jerking. Waiting for me to mount and take him across the finish line.

One unspoken nod and I get to work. Standing over him with my feet planted on either side of his hips, I slowly engage my monster quads and begin lowering. Aiming for his giant pulsing rod waiting to tag me with his seed.

My turn. I think to myself. As the slow motion squat begins it's decent. A wicked - turn about is fair play smirk is plastered on my face while sweat pouring off of my body.

When initial contact is made, I am right on target and the head of his burning hot cock enters just past the flared glans of the head. And I stop.

I put my firmly sculpted ass muscles to good use as I caress and milk the head of his cock. Just the tip. No more. I want to give him everything I have. Watching his eyes roll back into thier sockets I continue down the shaft.

Slowly milking and gripping his big dick inch by inch entering me just as he did to begin with.

By now my legs are on fire. Screaming from the single prolonged squat onto his cock, just an hour after he burned my legs up during our afternoon session working out.

His hands grab onto the outer flare of my quadriceps, clinging onto the exploding muscle fibers just like my ass is clinging onto every flexing muscle of his dick.

"My boi has got some moves." He mumbles out.

"FUCKKKKK!"

"Lay back Daddy." I run my hands up his rock hard abs, tracing his pecs, cupping his chin.

"It is my turn". And I start.

No movement from the outward appearance, but internally every muscle i have developed over the 10000s of hours in the gym I put to use. Good use. Using my ass like an Egyptian belly dancer uses her torso, I undulate and flex with contractions that only a real power bottom can employ. And oh how I can enploy these muscles.

With a rythem as slow and intense as he started this session, I am going to drain his seed into my bowels one glorious anal flex at a time.

I rock just a bit, left then right. Forward an inch or so then back. With exploding power coming from my legs I piston up just barely enough for him to register then back down with a contactiion and squeeze of his entire shaft.

His eyes are glazed, spit drooling out of his open mouth. Gazing up at the powerful mountain of sweaty muscle making love to his cock, hopefully like none other has done before. He doesn't have to say. I can feel his balls roiling tighter up into his sack.

I know he is close. He knows this too. My right finger glances off my left nipple as my eyes bore into his as deeply as I have ever looked into another man's soul.

My left arm reaches behind my head, I turn to face my own magnificent muscle and swipe my tongue over the sweaty rock hard peak.

"""OH. FUCKKKKKK!!""""

I must be hitting all the right moves. That is the second, uncohereant 'Fuck' I have gotten out of this man who chooses his words with grace and caution.

My right arm joins my left one, flexing both guns in unison above my head.. showing off my body for Daddy, all the while my sphynter is milking his cock. Trying to coax the seed of life out of his nuts and transplant them deep inside my ass.

His hips belie him. He can no longer take it. The veins in his neck harden. His pex almost explode off his torso, his abs ripple like an ocean wave down his abdomen until i feel the first volley shoot so hard, so hot and so deep up in me, I think the force surprised us both.

But not enough to slow down. Oh hell no. Once he started an entire different man took over. Grabbing onto my hips he uses his brute strength to buck up into me with such force that my ass is lifted off the bed by three feet. Over and over his convulsions of climax bring both of our bodies off of the mattress. Three. Four. Five. Six full solid lobs of sperm implanted so deep in me that I hoped it would never come out.

The final toss of his head from side to side, and the gasp for air Ike it is your last or first gasp of air finally takes over as his convulsions fade to mere shivers, then down to a mild full body shake. As if to expel every last drop of cum out of him and deep into me.

"God Damn" he shakes his mind clear of the orgasm fog.

I lay a finger over my lips, giving him the sign that we are not done yet. Gingerly I devoid his humongous cock from my ass and slowly get to my knees beside the bed.

As we have both learned, in the short past hour or two, words no longer drive us. He instinctivly knows what I am asking for.

He gracefully slides off of the bed and takes his stance about a foot in front of me. His amazing cock just inches from my face. Still engorged swollen and angry red. And beautiful. My idol.
My God.

His eyes give me the freedom to proceed. His cock gives me the resolve to do as I wish.

My knees inch forward as he watches. He allows me access. My biceps raise as they have many times. My mind races to our first day of training, all 48 hours ago to when I came hands free with only this vision in my mind.

Resting his heavy still half hard leaking cock onto the peak of my left bicep I start flexing. Looking up into the most loving eyes I have ever seen. I flex harder. I want to show my desire for him. I want to show my man. My daddy. My new found soul mate that I am his.

And I cum. My entire body convults in spasms like never before. My cock erupts. My biceps are so shredded from flexing alone they are sending waves of pain and pleasure all of the way out the shaft of my dick in buckets of white hot semen.

"Mother Fucker" I hear coming from above in barely audible language.

Three. Four. Five more full on hands free ejaculations coat his legs from the knees down to his toes.

We collapse into one giant sweaty heaving pile of flesh on the floor at the foot of my bed. For me it was heaven, not the foot I f some bedroom as his arms pulled me in close, resting my head on his chest waiting for our senses and breath to return.

I hope I portrayed that scene as closely as it originally happened to me. Not with Trey, or a neighbor. 

I was getting a "massage" from one of the escort type guys. But this was different. He really gave an incredibly professional massage with sex that happened.  But I will never forget when he laid his big dick in the crack of my ass and as slowly and imperceptibly as you can ever imagine. At times I almost thought he wasn't entering. But he was. The only thing I ever felt was just the slight touch of his hands pushing my cheeks just a nudge them to open wider. No lube no spit but just the slightest insertion, centimeter by centimeter that is possible to keep foward motion going. 

And it worked. I still remember it vividly 3 years later.

Chapter 4 is percolating