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 Codes: MM
Date: June 2000, 33 years

   When I was still living by myself, before my marriage and before moving
to our current place, the couple next door moved in next to me as newly
weds and lived there for more then 5 years.  Besides the usual small talk
not much happened.  Both of them were quite attractive, but starting
something with the neighbors did (and still does) not seem like a good
thing to me (after all, what to do if things go wrong...).  She, P.: black
hair, average build, C-up tits and a nice pert ass (and not afraid to show
it in shorts or bathing suit in the backyard), secretary.  He, J.: short
salt&pepper hair, slight belly, overall big guy, construction worker. 
After a year they got twins.  A girl and a boy.  Fast forward another 5
years.  During the preceding year, I noticed there was some tension growing
between them.  More yelling at each other and so on.  But, remembering my
own mom & dad, I thought that all marriages have periods like those :-)
Then, one early Saturday morning in June, I woke up with car doors slamming
and screaming tires.  Looking out the window, I saw him walking back inside
their house and on the backseat of the disappearing car the two blond
haired heads of the kids.  Starting my usual weekend routine, I showered,
ate breakfast, did some grocery shopping and took my coffee into the
garden. While I was making a mental inventory of the weeding and pruning
that needed to be done, J.  came to the fence and excused for the noise
they made earlier that morning.  He knew I played badminton on Friday
evening and that I usually slept in on Saturday.  I told him not to worry
and hoped that it was nothing serious between him and P.  His face grew
dark and he told me that he had to take care of some things first, but if I
could swing by at about 3 pm he would bring me up to date.  So, both of us
started doing our stuff and just as I was cleaning up the last of the
garden waste, J.  came out into the garden again and asked if wanted to
come over for a beer or two.  Working in the garden had made me thirsty,
so, yes...  don't mind if I do.  At first I wanted to clean myself a little
(besides thirsty, working shirtless in the garden had also made me all
sweaty and sticky), but J.  told me not to bother.  And over the first
couple of beers he told me what happened.  During the last two years P. 
had to work a lot of overtime.  Not all of of it paid, but as P.  said, it
was for the benefit of the company, so ultimately also for them (J.  told
me that P.  brought in about 60% to 70% of their income).  But about six
months ago J.  found out that not all of the overtime had been work
related. One of his colleagues had seen P.  and her manager leave a
rent-by-the-hour motel when J.  was supposed to be notes during a business
meeting.  Doing some investigation of his own he discovered that she had
been handling a pencil all right, but a rather thick and flesh colored one
from her boss...  The type of pencil that wrote with white ink...  When
confronted with that, P.  assured him that it would never happen again, but
that her boss had been so nice and J.  did not pay so much attention to her
any more after she had the twins...  Which for J.  was kind of a surprise,
because (according to him) after the birth of the twins P.  had been the
one to push him away a lot of times when he wanted to make love to her
again.  Especially eating her pussy had become a big no-no after the kids
were born.  But for the next months everything had been OK again.  P. 
allowed her pussy to be eaten out again and even indulged in giving J. 
oral sex as well.

   As both of us were leaning back on the couch, I could see that telling
this to me made J's cock semi-erect.  The outline was clearly visible in
his shorts.  In fact my own cock was getting hard too...  Imagining P's red
lips around J's tool and his mustached mouth locked to her pussy, made my
cock grow.  As J.  went to the kitchen to get another 6-pack (the first one
had disappeared between the two of us like snow Death Valley) and I quickly
adjusted my cock.  Just as I retracted my hand from my jeans, J.  came back
from the kitchen.  Handing me a beer and starting one himself he continued.
Yesterday she had to do overtime again...  but she came back early in the
morning, half drunk and completely horny.  She had come on to him J.  very
strong and wanted him to fuck her right then and there in the living room
(and he pointed right in front of me).  So they started making out and when
he fingered her cunt, J.  noticed that she was already soaking wet.  Five
minutes later he found out why: when he wanted to eat her, he saw that her
cunt was slippery and wet because of another guys sperm.  Some gobs were
still stuck in her pubic hair...  J.  said that he did not mind (which kind
of surprised me, since I considered him sort of a homophobic redneck, who
would not have any remotely sexual involvement with another guy.  Even by
proxy...), and that he ate her out anyway.  And even fucked her afterwards.
But somehow she had gotten pissed off that he had NOT gotten angry and
that's how their fight had started...  But, imagining J.  eating his wife
right down in front of me on that carpet and later shagging her, made my
cock respond in the natural way...  it got totally hard :-) Just as the
tool from J.  in fact.  When I mentioned that to him, he said that lately
he and P.  had been talking to get other people involved in their sex life.
And since P.  did not mind fucking other guys, their ideas & conversations
had usually drifted about how it would be with another guy added to the
mix. And then J.  surprised me even more as he admitted/confessed (probably
helped a lot by the 2nd six pack of beer that we had about finished by now)
that he was curious from his teen years how it would be to be with another
guy (with or without a woman included).  Seeing my chance to get this big
guy into action, I stood up and said that I would not mind showing him...
but that I first had to take a leak because of all that beer :-) He gave me
direction to the bathroom (on the 2nd floor) and even followed me up the
stairs.  Guessing his intention, I left the bathroom door open as I pulled
down my shorts, aimed at the bowl and let go that golden stream...  From
the corner of my eye, I saw him watching and grabbing his cock through his
own shorts.  As I finished up, I told him that if he would touch mine, I
would do his...  that way it would be more pleasurable...  He agreed, but
first he has to piss as well.  So, as I removed my shorts, J.  did the same
with his clothes.  Wow...  that cock was over 6 inch long (even while it
had become soft again), and over 1 inch thick!  His balls hung low in his
hairy scrotum, almost as low as the tip of his dick.  Soon the piss flowed
from his uncut tool and splattered into the toilet.  I retreated in to the
master bedroom and flopped down on the bed.  Seeing that big guy pissing,
made me hard again.  So, when he shook his cock to remove the last drops, I
was slowly jacking my own tool.  The next minute we were laying head to
foot and each of us was wanking the other.  His big firm hands felt so good
as they squeezed and massaged my shaft and nuts.  I must have had the same
effect on him, because within 1 minute, he started moaning and as I felt
and saw his balls contract into his body, his cock swelled even more (way
over 9 inch long and more than 2 inch thick!) and started pumping out thick
and creamy sperm.  The first two shots landed everywhere, but the rest I
managed to capture in my wide open mouth.  As I licked the last drop from
his large tool, he stopped wanking me.  Content he rolled on his back and
thanked me.  I told him he could thank me later once I had finished fucking
his throat, because the way he was positioned now, was excellent for that.
I moved behind his head on my knees and told him to lean back even more and
open up.  He did as was told and I had a great view of his muscular torso,
sexy belly, strong legs and that magnificent cock!  Then I pushed my
semi-erect cock in his hot and waiting mouth, and instantly it got hard
again.  His mouth and throat provided wonderful feelings and looking down
at this handsome man who was sucking his first cock, all made it very
exciting!  As I slowly pushed in and out his waiting mouth, I spotted the
camera on a shelf next to the bed.  Taking it, I aimed it downward and took
a picture.  When the flash went off, J.  let go of a moan and his cock
jumped up again.  Too bad it was the last shot of the roll (yes...  real
film back in those days).  Now he raised his arms around my ass and his
hands grabbed by buttocks and tried to push my cock deeper inside his
mouth. As I slid in even deeper, I felt his gag-reflex starting to work and
that pushed me over the edge as well.  My seed was shot almost straight
into his throat and he swallowed everything.  The rest of that afternoon
(and evening...) was spend in bed as well, with lots of experimentation
(from him) and guidance (from me).  In the end (with lots of lube and
patience) I even managed to get his cock all the way inside my ass.  I
could not remember the time I had been so stretched.  Feeling him pushing
in and out my loosed sphincter was so good, that I shot my load twice on
the sheet before he finally came and filled me up.

   Afternoons like this were repeated a few times during his messy divorce,
but (too bad) never with camera any more (he was afraid that the photos
might pop up during the divorce procedures and reduce his chances of
getting a favorable settlement).

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