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Subject: The Neighbor Dad - chapter 8 (gay adult/youth) Thanks for reading, if you want to chat, you can do so ail Wickr: dicksonhill or telegram: @DicksonHill. Thanks to those who have written, it keeps me going. If you are reading this and it is illegal to do so, please stop. Please consider a donation to Nifty if you want to keep the site open for your reading enjoyment. The Neighbor Dad (chapter 8) I sat next to Mr. Panetti in his SUV, a little nervous but excited. He reached over and placed a calming hand on my thigh. "How are you doing buddy?" "Nervous." "Gotta admit I'm a little nervous too." "Really?" "Yeah, I've got something I've wanted for a long time, it's hard not to want the time to be perfect, and that's a lot of pressure." I hadn't thought of that, of course why would I? He had a lot more experience than I, so I guess it was a little surprising that he would be nervous. I tried to think of things to say that would take our minds off of it. "I had a dream last night about you." "Oh really?" He was smiling, I had his full attention. "Yes, but strangely I also dreamt of Brian and Dad." "Sexually?" "Yeah, it was really confusing to be honest, especially with today's events" "Today was a little crazy. What really happened?" I blushed a little before explaining, he provided supporting pressure on my thigh. "I caught Brian looking at me in the locker room, I, uh sorta gave him more than ample opportunity." He laughed. "You mean you let him look." "Yeah, I let him look, it was only fair I had looked at him, and to be fair I didn't expect him to get a boner." "He didn't say that he got aroused, that little worm." I stammered I hadn't meant to make him more angry at Brian. "I don't remember him skipping that, but he was very scared." "You didn't act like that I bet, trying to hurt someone to cover yourself. It's not acceptable." "No I didn't try to hurt anyone, but... promise not to be mad." I paused seeing the concerned look on his face. I put my hand on top of his on my thigh. "That day when I was, "sick", I was sick, because I was suddenly afraid of what all the other boys would do when they found out I liked boys." He again squeezed my thigh for support. "I didn't realize, I'm sorry you were so upset." "Yeah and that's like Brian," I pressed my logic, "he's scared too, he just reacted differently, he really apologized to me when you left, we hugged it out." "Hmm, I guess I didn't really think about any circumstances, I just saw someone trying to hurt my little boyfriend." I beamed and could have exploded when he said that. "I guess I will have to change the talk I planned on having with him. Do you think he likes boys?" "I don't know, I can tell you that my body tells me everything is a potential playmate right now, heck my dad kissed me earlier and I got hard as a rock." "Oh?" "Yeah, I saw him naked and later he kissed me on the lips and my dick was ready for whatever, that dream really messed with my mind." "Kissed you on the lips?" His hand began rubbing up and down my thigh. "Yeah, you know, I'm sure he didn't mean anything, but my body didn't care, that's my point about Brian." Mr. Panetti made a noise that sounded like he was agreeing, but he was silent for a while and smiling to himself. Eventually he spoke again. "What do you think of your dad kissing you?" "What do you mean?" "Well like you said your body reacted to it, so how did it make you feel?" I didn't really understand what he was getting at. "Like I said, my body got confused and got hard." He seemed to not like the answer and let it go. "Well your dreams don't have to mean anything, you'll dream of several things in life, some very sexy, some disturbing and some... " he started rubbing my groin, "better than you can believe." I brazenly spread my legs and gave him better access. He firmly grabbed the bulge in my shorts, making me feel the heat in his hand. My dick had apparently been laying at an odd angle, because I was uncomfortable as I became erect. "You have a very cute penis you know." He said releasing me, allowing me to adjust. "Thanks, but yours is nicer." I stretched over and felt his cock, already hard in his slacks. I stroked his member gently from base to tip amazed at his girth and length. We were on a busy highway, or I would have gotten his cock out. He in return placed his free hand down the back of my shorts and felt the smooth globes of my behind. "Wanna drive?" He asked in a low husky voice. I laughed, "I can't drive." "You can sit on my lap and steer though." "Won't you get in trouble?" "We're about to turn off the highway, and I'm pretty sure I won't get in trouble." "Sure!" I was excited to try. As soon as we were off the highway on a single lane country road, I hopped over to his lap. We drove for a while like this. His hands kept moving up my legs, feeling my creamy skin, pushing back the hem on my loose shorts. I could feel his rock hard cock under me, planted between my cheeks. "Sit up a sec." I lifted off of him while he adjusted himself under me. I sat back down, suddenly feeling less material between us. I reached behind me and felt his fiery naked dick against me, dripping onto my shorts. "Hey, keep both hands on the wheel or you go straight to jail." He playfully threatened. I did my best to steer and not get distracted by his roving hands, and dick, but it was his lips on my neck that was the hardest to ignore. His hand pushed up under my shirt and felt my quivering belly and erect nipples. "You are so... I don't know, gorgeous, beautiful, hot, sexy, a dream come true, pick one." He was softly and slowly pushing his hips against my shorts. "I pick all of them, you're making it hard for me to drive." I complained. "As long as I am making you hard." He replied. "Sit up again please." I obliged and felt him lower the back of my shorts so my bottom was naked. I sat back down and felt his stiff prick slide along my exposed cheeks. We both sighed. His wet cock made his slight rocking very pleasant against my trembling pale mounds. "I have wanted you like this for so long." He moaned. I wanted to reach down and squeeze my aching cock, but I wasn't allowed to remove my hands from the steering wheel. He was kind and roughly rubbed my trapped penis through my clothes. He pulled my shorts down, freeing my rampant little boy, he then moved and his cock appeared between my legs. His gentle rocking rubbed the back of his extensive dick against my balls, his cock leaking down on mine. I felt Mr. Panetti's fingers on my cock. "You're leaking too." He said, breathily. Rubbing a finger over the head of my penis, he gathered up some of the fluid leaking and raising his hand, offered me a taste of me. I was surprised at the taste, sweet and light, very different from Mr. Panetti. Mr. Panetti continued to mix our precum and use it to stroke us both, we were both rhythmically pushing into his hand as if trying to gain release. He pulled at my precum slicked scrotum tenderly, I fought to keep both hands on the steering wheel as I struggled to keep the vehicle between the lines on the road. Fortunately our path had not crossed another vehicle, though I am sure he would have taken over in that case. He lightly nibbled my neck while giving me agonizingly slow and gentle aydın escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/aydin-escort) touches, fondles and squeezes while simultaneously rocking his long penis between my thighs and balls. I was getting lightheaded. Mr. Panetti continued his light petting for a few minutes longer. He abruptly pulled up my shorts and requested that I get into my seat, explaining that we would be getting to the site soon. That was twice today that I was stopped from reaching my climax by Mr. Panetti abruptly ending our play time. I hoped he was right about pulling back from the edge being good for you, but at the moment I was feeling frustrated and tight in my balls. I rubbed my sore balls, now back in my shorts, as we turned into a drive and entered the campsite. We drove to the booth and paid a fee. Mr. Panetti asked for a plot by the lake and near the bathroom block. We got our lot and headed to it. We set about pitching our tent once we reached the lot. The tent was larger than we needed, being large enough for four. We set up our pallets and went out to explore. We went for a walk around the lake. Mr. Panetti walked to a specific spot and stopped. "This is exactly the spot I took the picture of you in your undies." He reached for his wallet and pulled out the photo holding it up so we both could see. I looked at the picture, a smiling little boy, erect pink penis in his wet undies, surrounded by greenery and the lake. Once again I was pleased that he had saved the photo. I reached up and took Mr. Panetti's hand when he had put the picture back in its safe place. It was nice walking around holding his hand like a real couple. "You know you are a very handsome boy?" I blushed. "Thank you." "I know I've said it before, but I have been besotted with you for so long. When I used to babysit you and Kay, and it came to nap time you used to curl up in my arms. It's the only way I could get you to lay down, otherwise, you'd just want to stay by my side. You'd make me rub your little bottom." He laughed at the memory, "you don't know how hard you made me." "Did you ever try anything?" He looked like he would rather not answer the question. It was my turn to laugh. "You can tell me, I won't get mad." He kicked at the dirt at his feet. He smiled at me shyly. "I swore I would never tell anyone this, but I suppose you aren't just anyone." He took a deep breath. "When you were sleeping once, I ahh, I put my dick into your underwear next to yours." He blushed deeply. "I'm afraid I got you... a little wet..." I should have been mad I guess but I felt a bit complimented and turned on. "You came on me?" "What? No, I peed all over you." He laughed. "I'm kidding, I just got a little precum on your little penis. I had to stop or I would have cum. After that was when I honestly started to steer clear, for real this time." I subconsciously rubbed the front of my shorts thinking of him doing that to me when I was younger. "Did I ever try anything with you?" He was still a bit flush from his admission. "I don't think so, like I said before once I started staying away, you seemed to forget about me a bit." "I didn't forget though." "Oh?" "Kay and I used to play hide and seek when you were sleeping." I decided to come clean about a little secret I had kept from him. "I used to cheat, I'd always hide in your room first. We weren't supposed to go in there when you were asleep. I'd peek out and wait for her to check a room then move into that room when she went to check another." We continued walking and sat at the dock, took off our shoes and dangled our feet in the warm water. "I always chose to hide in your room first because you slept in your underwear. I liked to look at you that way." I looked over and could see Mr. Panetti adjusting his pants. "Did you ever do anything?" "I kissed you when you were sleeping, on the lips," I blushed, "and I had worked up the courage to touch your... underwear, you know where," I admitted, "but you moved and I lost my nerve." Mr. Panetti laced his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer. "You kissed me?" "Yeah, I thought you were so handsome, and that I could make you my prince by kissing you" I chuckled shyly. "I'm glad you're my prince tonight." "I'm yours forever." "Damn James, that was smooth." He laughed. We stayed near the water for a bit just enjoying being near each other. I pressed my foot against his, we began fighting our feet against the other's. The cool water swirling at our feet eventually activated our bladders. We made our way over to the restrooms. I followed Mr. Panetti inside, there was a row of family style showers as well as an open group shower, a row of toilets and urinals which we stepped up to. Mr. Panetti fished out his large handsome cock and, sighing, splashed the porcelain, I followed, pulling out my chubbed dick and peeing in the same urinal he was using. We giggled as we blended our streams. Mr. Panetti took hold of my member as I drained my bladder. He shook off the excess drip when I was spent. I held his penis as he did mine for a time. We ended slowly jacking the other until we heard a throat clearing behind us. A handsome man had come in without us hearing and gave us a wink as he ushered what appeared to be his son into one of the family shower units, pulling the curtain nearly closed behind him. "Damn, that could have been really bad, I can't let us get careless." Mr. Panetti whispered. I was shaken by his worry. We went to wash our hands, from the mirror I could just see into the slightly opened curtain of the occupied shower unit. The man had stripped down to his skin and was watching his son undress. He saw me in the mirror looking, and with a lewd smile at me, stepped up to his little son and moved in such a way that his soft dick "accidentally" rubbed against the face of his surprised son. He winked at me. I was immediately hard in my shorts, and wanted to see more, but Mr. Panetti was exiting the facility. "I'm sorry buddy, I let my excitement get the better of me, I can't let you get busted." "I don't think he would have minded." "I'm sure he wouldn't have, but that was pure luck, it could have just as easily been someone who would have had a real problem, in fact that was the more likely outcome." He knelt in front of me. "We said we would be smart about this, and that wasn't smart." "I understand, but I did see him in the mirror and..." "I don't want to know." He looked back at the building as if some part of him wanted to go in and confront the man. "I should go in and do something if that is happening." "I don't understand, what about what we have done?" He sighed again. "I know, I know, it makes no sense, I've fallen for you and still a part of me wants to stop whatever that may be. It isn't easy in my head." He stood and took my hand as we began walking to our campsite. "I know it's hypocritical, what I do and want to do with you, my training, and society... it's hard to reconcile, I just know that, with you, nothing seems to matter." He sat me at the picnic table at our lot, no one was camped near us so we could talk freely. "What I saw that man do, got me excited, does that make me bad?" I asked with concern. He busied himself with setting up sticks and logs in the fire pit before he responded. "No, you are young, everything and aydınlıkevler escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/ankara-escort/aydinlikevler-escort) nothing may get you excited. As an adult, I know better, that's why I took so long, and tested you to make sure you wanted this... with me." His hands gestured broadly. "But even then, legally you don't have the right to consent, I know that and like I said, with you I can't make myself care. Yet a part of me still does, I guess I forget that maybe others may feel the same way as I, I mean we do." He stopped working and thought a bit. "Just about everyone in the world feels what we have is wrong, and deep inside I feel it is too." He sat down heavily on the bench facing away from me, head in his hands. I came around and sat next to him, placing a hand on his thigh. "If it makes you feel bad, we can stop." He looked down at me with a miserable smile. "I don't and it kills me that I don't." He put his hand on top of mine. "I just need to let myself be, and let those like me be too, I guess, it's hard to get to the point, with everything we hear, that love is love and this love," he said squeezing my hand, "doesn't have to be abuse, though I do know it can be." He thought for a second. "If I ever make you feel uncomfortable or push you to do something you don't want, please let me know, I don't ever want to hurt you." I hopped up on my knees and hugged him. "Only if you promise me the same." "My little boyfriend, there is nothing I don't want." He replied in a husky voice, kissing my neck. He released me as he went about starting the fire he set up to prepare dinner. The sun was going down and the shadows were stretching. He laid out hotdogs, marshmallows, and sticks, typical camping foods. We sat close to one another, hips touching. As we ate we sat silent with our thoughts for a time, letting our dilemmas sit in our minds. A thought suddenly came to mind and it sunk in my belly. I wanted to ignore it, but now that it presented itself, I don't think I could let it go. "Umm... Mr. Panetti," I hated bringing this up. "Yeah?" "Umm..." "What is it James?" "What about Mrs. Panetti?" He stopped. "What do you mean?" "I don't really know, it just suddenly hit me that... I don't know, she's there..." I ended lamely. "Oh... well, that's another tough one." He was quiet but he rubbed my thigh while he thought. "To be honest, I shouldn't even discuss it, but it's only fair to tell you since we have started this. We got married because of Kay." He was stroking my thigh like he was trying to calm me. "We went out a couple of times and we..." he looked at me like he was just remembering I was a kid and laughed. "We had sex a few times and she got pregnant. Being Catholics we got married, and let me tell you, getting married to someone you really don't know is a bad idea." "You don't get along?" "That's an understatement. I don't want to be negative about the mother of my lovely daughter, but I will say, if your question was, am I being unfaithful, then the answer is yes and no. We don't and haven't loved each other for a long time, we don't have marital relations anymore, and only the Church keeps us from divorce. So yes I'm unfaithful in that we aren't divorce, but no, we aren't in love anymore and we both know it. Does that answer your question?" I sat stunned for a second. It hadn't occurred to me that dads and moms fell out of love, and then I felt stupid because I knew a few children of divorce. I felt sad for Kay and Mrs. Panetti as well as the man I had in front of me. "Hey," he seemed to read my mind, "don't worry, that's my job. I'm not going anywhere for Kay, you didn't have anything to do with mine or my wife's feelings for each other, it's just the truth, and would be the case regardless of whether I was lucky enough to find you or not." That seemed to cure my funk. "Still I'm sorry that you have to live like that." "You are sweet, but it's nothing new to me, and I'm sure even your parents know, at least your mom does, seeing as she is so close with Deb, and as for your dad... well I'm sure he knows." He was rubbing my back at this point. We ate and talked shallowly about nothing as the night closed in on us. We stood and peed the low fire out, pouring water on the embers to kill it. We cleaned up, and stored the food and other things in the vehicle in case of bears. The night suddenly felt tense. He sat across the fire pit smiling softly at me. "You are beautiful." I know I blushed in the night. He stood and extended his hand out to me. I stood and took it. I was trembling but the air was warm. I felt heat rising to my scalp. "Do you trust me?" He asked, pulling me into him. I felt his stiff dick down his leg push into my side. "Yes, completely." He surprised me by leading me down to the lake. "Time to change the past" he said, and started stripping. I was a bit shocked, this wasn't what I thought was about to happen. I looked around, the moon wasn't bright, no one was around, it wasn't summer yet so not many lots were full. He stood in front of me in the pale moonlight, hard and throbbing, a string of moon silver precum dripped from his dick. He was waiting for me. I looked around again a little unsure, but I trusted him. I stripped and was about to pull down my white briefs. "Leave those on," he groaned, "like I said time to put an old fantasy to rest." I smiled at his ardor. He led me into the water, which was cool but not cold. The refreshing liquid slowly crept up my legs, and then caressed my balls and ass, soaking the material. He stopped me from going any further. "Now you are much as you were then, and it's just us two." He stepped up to me and palmed my cock through my translucent wet briefs. He groaned deeply. "I wish I could have done this, back then." He groped me, feeling my stiff dick, gently massaging my balls through the material. "This is a dream come true." He bent to the water level and sucked my hard member through the cotton. I felt his hot mouth on me, his tongue teasing my balls. I heard him slurp the water from the cloth, like a bathing child from a washcloth. I held onto his head running my fingers through his thick hair. I moaned quietly. "My god you are perfect." He growled. "Do you want me to take these off?" Indicating my undies. "No, please, not yet." It felt great knowing I was turning him on like this. I felt his hands on my thighs beneath the water, feeling my slender legs up to my crotch, probing the muscle. He worked his hands up to my ass, I could feel him kneading my cheeks as he continued to make out with my penis. His hands slipped beneath the seam on the backside of my undies, he worked my flesh, I felt the cool water touching my exposed pink asshole, it felt nice. He moved up and started kissing my chest, sucking delicately at my hard nipples. My eyes fluttered. Slowly his hands moved toward my ass's valley, until his hands held my bottom apart and entirely exposed to the water, and still he kissed his way up to my neck. I felt his middle fingers draw gently over my little wrinkle, he was now kissing me deeply, our tongues wrestling against each other. He pulled away gasping. "Come on, let's swim to the raft, I need to cool down." He had a penchant for stopping things when they were getting good. There was a wooden diving deck ayrancı escort (http://www.bayanmap.com/k/ankara-escort/ayranci-escort) anchored in the lake. He pulled me onto his back and started swimming toward the floating island with me on top of him. I could have swam myself but I admit I enjoyed feeling my boner riding his cheeks as I held onto his shoulders. He brought us to the platform in little time. I slid from him and with one hand, held onto the edge. He turned to me and did the same. He was so close I could feel his hard dick bumping into mine. He drew his free hand from the water and tenderly traced my jaw. He leaned in and placed a relatively chaste kiss on my lips. He lowered his hand again, I felt him fiddling with the hem of the lower pouch of my briefs. He pulled it out, and slid his hot turgid member into the opening alongside my cock. "Just like when you were younger." He smiled. I felt his heat against me, I reached down with my free hand and held our dicks together encased in my undies. He began pumping his hips softly, holding me to him by the cheek of my bottom. I loved the feeling of his silky skin on mine, the security I felt with his paw holding me to him and the desire he drew from me. His strong arms lifted me into a seated position on the platform. He came in between my legs and again started kissing my dick through my wet underwear as he remained in the water. He placed my legs over his shoulders which tilted my hips back. His lips encircled my testes as he drew the water from the surrounding cloth through his suction. I held his head while he worked the back of my underwear, and exposed my little button in my position. His warm lips worked my thighs while he worked his way to my buns. He kissed them gently, tasting them, and lightly nibbling my flesh. I was leaning back now on my extended arms, head thrown back as he ran his tongue over my wrinkled opening. He then totally removed my underwear leaving me naked. He climbed up on the platform beside me. Laying back, he pulled me on top of him between his legs. My groin mashed against his, while he softly caressed me in the open air. We were too far out for anyone to see us cuddled up on the surface of the tethered raft. "I want you." He rasped at me. "I want you in me." He spread his legs and lifted his hips to point me where he meant. "You want me to..." "Yes, is that ok with you?" I hadn't thought about it, he liked my fingers in him. Dad told me about anal sex, now I was curious. "What do I do?" "You need to prepare me first. You know how I was using my tongue on your bottom, that's a good step, do you think you can do that?" I was sure I could and indicated so. He moved into a position that better exposed his ass and hole. I arranged myself in between his legs and bent down to kiss his dripping cock. "No, please ignore that, I want you so bad." I complied and spread his cheeks further, the light was insufficient to see where to go so I lowered my face to his bottom, licking and kissing my way, feeling for his twitching hole. I successfully found it. I was a little hesitant, fearing the taste, but he tasted warm and clean like the water. He moaned and raised his hips as my tongue and lips explored him. I could feel the ring of muscle working around my tongue as I strove to pierce him with it. "Use a finger." He grunted. I circled his hole while still kissing it, massaging the muscle, relaxing it as I worked my way in. My other hand reached up to feel his cock, while I labored to relax him enough. I found his hairy stomach swimming in his precum. I gathered what I could and smeared the lubricating fluid on his twitching ring. I continued to use his natural lube on his hole, until he opened up for my searching tongue. "Oh god..." he panted. "Try now." I took his guidance and scooted up until I knelt before my goal. I felt my own dick leaking a little. I pressed my wet dick against his quaking furnace. I leaned in slightly and felt him push against me. Like a hot sleeve, I felt him slide around my hard penis till I bottomed out. He felt amazing. I nearly passed out with my dick encased in him. He tensed and hissed at being suddenly impaled. I instinctively stayed still. "Usually it goes slower than that, and we work up to full penetration," he said through gritted teeth, "don't worry, I'm ok, I just didn't expect you to feel this big inside me." "Do you want me to pull out?" "No, please no, just wait a second." He had lost his erection, but I lightly stroked it while I struggled with the powerful feeling of being inside him. The heat, the velvety moist heat encapsulating my impossibly hard penis. He pushed his hips against me. "Ok pull out slowly." I pulled out just as he said, I felt the tight ring of muscle clamped on my stem pull against me, as if trying to hold me in. I pulled all the way out of him. "Ok go again, but slower." I once again put my sensitive dick on his fiery opening. I felt him pushing back, my dick slowly pierced his rectum, I felt every bit of me gliding into his pulsing hole. My glans breaking past his seal, my foreskin forced back and stretched as I made my way inside him until my soft scrotum rested on his ass. "That's much better. You feel great, how does it feel for you?" "Amazing, you feel hot and tight and... a thousand words that aren't adequate." He was hard again, and dripping like never before. "I am so in love with you." He forced himself up and kissed me. "Remember that spot you found with your fingers? Try and find it with your dick, you can move now." I slowly pulled out leaving just my clock head in, and angled myself up a bit, after a few exploratory thrusts, his sharp gasp told me I found it. "There, you've got it, now, fuck me James." He lay his head back on the boards, and pressed his hips to me. The word hit me just right, he wanted me to fuck him, he wanted me to give him pleasure and be in charge. I tested myself for a while, pulling out and pushing in, slowly, quickly, deep and shallow. Each time aiming for his button. He began raising his hips to meet my thrusts, and varying his muscles in his anus around my thrusting cock. Eventually I was learning my way, I began a good rhythm. It seemed the more forcefully I thrust the louder he groaned. He kept pushing my hands away when I reached for his cock. His hairy stomach gleamed in the low light with the outpouring of precum he leaked. He started moaning, and pleading with me to be harder and faster. I was sweating with the effort, and getting close to cumming myself. I knew I couldn't hold out longer than him, so I changed up my rhythm and began to just roughly prod his button with my dick, jamming it into him. "Oh fuck," he growled. In a few more thrusts. "I'm cumming," I yelped, I couldn't hold out any longer, my dick started to twitch into him, my hips of their own accord thrust me as far into him as I could get. The rough thrust and the idea of me cumming inside him pushed him over the edge. I felt his asshole pulsing around my cock as his dick shot out load after load of pent up cum. He grunted and moaned and even whined a little. I collapsed onto him and my dick slipped out. We both lay in the open air panting and pawing at each other. "My god I love you so much." He panted. "That was amazing. How are you?" He asked, pulling me up into his form and snuggled me into himself. "Exhausted, relaxed, safe." I kissed him softly. He smoothed my hair, planting little kisses all over my face. We need to rest, but not too long, we need to get back to the shore. I cuddled into him, his dripping soft cock caught between my thighs as I drifted in my afterglow.