Love Thy Neighbor Part 5: Like Father, Like Son By Timmy, 8.24.07 Story codes: mm, con, oral, 1st, voy I had needed to get out of the house. I was walking a biking/hiking trail about 10 or so minutes from the house. My family was driving me insane. I lost track of how long I had been hiking, but it was probably in the range of about 30 minutes or so. I had gone off on a more quiet and isolated trail, it was more of a hike and bikers couldn't climb it, so most people had stayed off it. That's when I thought I heard it. A low moan. I stopped in my tracks. Was someone hurt? I heard it again, and realized what it was. Someone was moaning because of pleasure. I could feel my cock slowly growing in excitement. I made my way towards the noise, careful not to make too much noise and startle the guy off. I could see the back of his head from my position. Short spiky black hair was connected to the long and thin teenage body. He was probably about 5'10", maybe a bit taller. His shirt was pulled up, one hand caressing his nipples, while the other jerked his cock. His jeans lay around his ankles and he moaned, obviously oblivious to my watchful eye. My hand was lightly rubbing my stiffening member through my jeans at the sight and thought of this boy who didn't realize where I stood. I suddenly realized that this boy was probably someone from my school. It was Davey Corbett! How did I not see it in the first place? Little Davey Corbett stood whacking off in the woods. My cock leapt to full attention. I sucked the cock that made him! I creamed in his briefs more times than I could remember. My cock began thinking for itself. I stepped out from behind the boulder I was behind. "Well...if it isn't Little Davey Corbett." "Holy shit!" He jumped backwards. At the sight of me, he stopped attempting to pull up his pants. "What the fuck man?" "I could ask you the same thing." "I'm taking care of business, ya know?" I noticed he put his hand back on his dick, and began to play with himself. He smiled devilishly at me. The same smile his father so often flashed. "I see that. And I see you're quite the horn-dog." I narrowed my eyes slightly, "you gay or something?" "Only as much as you and my dad are," he responded coolly. My eyes probably grew ten times the size. How could he...? "I saw some pics my dad took of you and him on the computer. He hid them well, but I'm goooood!" He flashed that smile at me again, this time taking a step toward me. "You are fucking hot man." This kid was good. My cock was straining against my jeans. Wishing to be freed. "You ever been with another dude before?" "You'll be my first," he said taking another step towards me. My heart was pounding furiously in my chest. I closed the distance between us, lips locking, tongues exploring the other's mouth. He moaned as we embraced one another, kissing. I moved my down to his bare cock, and began to stroke his shaft. We stood in the open woods kissing and giving my neighbor a hand job. I felt him fumbling with my belt and jeans. I pushed him away from me, tore off my belt, and unzipped my jeans. I pushed my jeans to the floor, my hard cock sticking out away from me. "Blow me!" I commanded. Davey knelt down, and put my about half of my near 7 inches into his mouth. I lightly put my hand on the back of his head. His tongue swirled around my head and the underside of my shaft. It felt incredible. And the fact that I hadn't jerked off in two days (which was HIGHLY unusual for me) made the sensations and experience even hotter. I couldn't stop myself from making connections between Davey and his father. Davey suddenly tried to deep throat me. He pulled away, gagging. "Whoa...not ready for that!" He cried. "Take it slow." Davey followed my advice, slowly getting my engorged cock further and further down his throat. He started sucking on my cock again, his head bobbing up and down faster and faster. My head began to spin and my cock erupted, sending out ropes of my creamy juices into Davey's mouth, which he drank up. He looked up at me smiling, some of my cum on the side of his mouth. I pulled him to his feet, kissing him, licking some of my own juices. "Now it's your turn," he said. I knelt down and began blowing him. His thick 6-inch cock all the way in his mouth. I sucked as hard as I could. "I've always wanted to finger my ass when I jerk off." He stated nonchalantly. I took it as a hint. I licked my fingers and pushed two fingers into his ass. "Oh my god!" He groaned, his cock seeming to get even bigger as I worked it further down my throat. The sounds of my sucking and his moaning mixing with the wind rustling the leaves. My fingers fucked his ass, and he groaned loudly. "Uhhhh!" His spunk shot into my mouth. I kept it all in my mouth. I stood. "Wow." He swooned. Our lips met, and I spit his cum into his mouth. The two of us shared his cum. "You taste good." I said, pulling away, a string of cum connecting our lips. "So do you." He replied, almost sounding like a cliche. "I want to keep playing like this." "Oh...you got it, you sweet sweet boy."