Well when I was young, around 13, the neighbour who was about 20 used to always be looking at my crotch. I sort of figured he was gay and whilst scared was also intrigued. I was too scared to initiate anything, then one night I got left at home alone. I had a couple of beers I nicked from my dads and was tipsy. I was outside sitting on the front fence having a smoke and the neighbour would also come outside to smoke as he couldn't inside his house. This situation had occurred countless times before. We would just chat about things and then go back inside our houses. I was in very thin, short cotton pyjamas, the ones with the flap for taking a piss. He came and chatted and having a little bravado from the beer I sat so the flap sort of parted and let him glimpse my dick. He couldn't take his eyes of my crotch. After the smokes were finished I said come inside and sit while we chat. It was long before he stroked my thigh and seeing my reaction was not one of alarm he reached over and started squeezing the knob of my penis through the shorts. I got hard very quick...I guess this is turning into a long story.


He continued talking calmly, saying things like, "you like this, you like how that feels" etc. I was able to say "Yes" and not much else. He let my dick come out through the flap in the pyjamas. It was as hard as I had ever seen it. I was really excited and horny. He cupped my balls in his hand and I felt like I was going to melt. Just then we heard my brothers car pull up out the front. My first feeling was not fear, but disappointment. I didn't want to stop. I ran to my room and chucked on jeans to hide the hard on and then we went out the back and lit smokes. When my **** appeared, he knew I smoked, I just said we were smoking and talking. No big deal. Man I wanted nothing else than for the neighbour to continue fondling my cock. My **** went inside and I said "meet you later when everyone is asleep". He agreed. It was only about 8 pm. My parents weren't due back till 11pm. Now I had to pass 3 hours and it was agony. Eventually everyone was home and in bed. I waited another half hour and then snuck out the back door. I went out into the street and lit a smoke. I watched the neighbours house for a minute and then started towards it, as I did, he appeared. He was smoking too and we quietly talked. I sat on the fence with my legs apart and his hand reached out and started fondling my cock and balls through the pyjamas I was now again wearing. He asked me what I wanted to do. I suggested we go to the laundry, it was out the back of the house and away from anyone sleeping. I could lock the internal and external doors from the inside so we wouldn't get caught.

We stood in the dark laundry as i couldn't risk a light on. I could see him, though not well. A little ambient light came in via the window and I waited to see what would happen. He started out playing with my dick again through the cotton pyjamas. This didn't last long before he pulled them down around my ankles to gain unfettered access to my smooth crotch. I had a little bit of fluff down their but nothing worth talking about. He rubbed my cock and massaged my balls. He would squeeze the head of my cock and I felt tingles, like electricity, when he did this.

He knelt down and took my dick into his mouth. Oh my god. I had never felt anything like this. Hot, moist, smooth lips engulfed my dick. His tongue flicked out and ran along my scrotum. I moaned and felt embarassed but he just said relax and let him do the work. He was giving me a headjob, what I now know to be a rather good one. He was an expert and knew just how to make it feel great. He stoppped adn looked around and found the cushions from the outdoor lounge on a shelf and placed them on the floor. He laid me down and got between my legs and continued. I had masturbated before but this was just a new level of intensity. He sucked my cock and licked my balls for what seemed like an age but was in reality about 5 minutes. I felt the surge of heat as my orgasm approached and shot a huge load of hot cum into his mouth. He just kept going and took it all and swallowed it. I lay there for a minute felling spent and thinking about how naughty this was.

He then asked me if I would like to return the favour. I sort of panicked at this point and blurted out "I have a headache".
Of all the things. I must have heard it somewhere as an excuse in some movie or comedy show..

He took that well and said no worries, perhaps another time. There were more times, but that is another story