My New Neighbor

A few weeks later, I woke up on my 26th birthday. I realized I was alone in bed. My boss had given me the morning off, so it was past ten by that point. Cameron and James had already left for work. My morning erection tugged at the silky sheets as I rolled onto my back.

My two hung lovers had abstained from entering my ass for the past couple of days. They said it was because they were saving my hole for "something special." They refused to give me any more details than that.

Luckily, they allowed me to suck down as many loads out of them as I could. But they left my hole frustratingly empty. It hadn't been dickless for that long since I had been punished. And it was begging to be filled. I knew the period of abstinence had to end on my birthday.

I got out of bed to see a note on the bedside table that read, "We called your boss and you now have the whole day off. We booked a massage for you to get you relaxed and ready for tonight when we give you your birthday present. The masseuse arrives at 3 pm. Be ready by then. Love, James and Cameron."

My hard cock throbbed in front of me, and a bead of precum started to fall from the tip. Without touching my cock, I collected the drop and placed it on my tongue. I couldn't wait for the two of them to return home and feed me from both ends.

Given they'd been saving my ass for a couple of days, I knew something major was coming. But I knew that agonizing -- or better yet, fantasizing -- over what it might be would only make the time pass more slowly. I decided to cook us a meal, go for a run, and get things done around the house.

I knew well enough by then that 'be ready' coming from James or Cameron meant 'be ready to get fucked.' I wondered why they wanted me ready before the massage, but I trusted them completely. I cleaned myself thoroughly and took a long shower before it was time for my appointment.

***

A knock at the door got my attention at 3 pm on the dot. I answered the door to see a handsome man. He appeared to be about the same age as Cameron and James but had started to go grey on his head and in his beard.

"Parker?" he asked as he reached out a hand. I shook his hand and nodded.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Eric. May I come in?" he asked.

"Of course," I said, stepping aside to let him into the home that I shared with my two older lovers. "Where would you like to set up?"

"Here is good," he said as he pointed to the living room.

He quickly set up a massage table that looked oddly similar to the one I'd been on when I took back-to-back-to-back loads from three hot men. Although this one had a headpiece at the top of it and was full-length, enough for someone to completely lie flat on it.

"It looks familiar, doesn't it?" Eric said with a laugh. "James said he'd clean it after he borrowed it, but he forgot about the load splattered up against the bottom of it."

I sank into myself a little from embarrassment, but my cock betrayed me as it twitched in my loose shorts. The flood of memories came back to me.

"I take it that load was yours?" he asked as he completed his setup.

I nodded and said, "It was actually two."

He looked impressed, then smiled and said, "Good for you, man."

"Alright, why don't you strip down and lie on the table on your front? I'm going to heat the oil," he said as he grabbed his bag.

"Oh, and here's this," he said as he handed me a folded note and walked into the kitchen.

I opened the note, which read, "You're to do everything that Eric asks. Don't worry -- you'll enjoy it." It was signed by James. My heart started beating faster with the unknown ahead of me.

I pulled my shirt over my head and slid my shorts down my legs. I'd never gotten a massage before, so I wasn't sure what the etiquette was. I decided to leave my boxer briefs on and got on the table. My cock was already semi-hard, but I felt that I still had control.

My head was buried in the face hole when Eric returned from the kitchen. I felt a light pat on one of my ass cheeks as he said, "Those have to come off, too. I need you naked, dude."

I lifted my hips and slid my underwear down my legs. I was about to get up to get them completely off my legs, but I felt Eric grab them and slide them down past my feet. I was then lying completely naked and exposed in front of a stranger.

"How do you know James?" I asked, trying to dispel some of the tension in the room.

"We met a few years ago when he came in for a massage. He's actually the one who convinced me to go private," he replied.

"Go private?" I asked.

"Yeah, I only do house calls for known clients and referrals now," he said as I suddenly felt warm oil dripping onto my back.

His hands quickly followed, and the next half an hour or so was complete bliss and relaxation. I melted into his strong hands as he worked my neck, shoulders, and back with his expert touch. I had almost fallen asleep until his hands slid down to my glutes and began kneading them. He was gentle at first, but soon began digging into the thick muscles. Each time he worked his hands around, I felt my cheeks spread apart and my hole being exposed to the cool air. I was rock hard against the massage table.

After a few minutes of working my ass, Eric pulled his hands away momentarily. I then felt warm oil drip onto the top of my crack, and most of it began sliding down in between my cheeks. The erotic feeling caused my cock to start leaking onto the shiny tabletop below me. As the oil reached my hole, my hips automatically lifted as if trying to increase any sensations on my ring.

I felt Eric's hand finally slide into my oil-slicked crack and find my entrance. He rubbed the oil around it for an agonizingly long time before eventually sliding a finger inside of me. The warm oil provided great lubrication, and he entered with ease. He quickly slipped a second in. He didn't so much as finger me, but slowly massaged the ring from the inside and out. I desperately fought off moaning and knew my cock was leaking uncontrollably.

"I've seen what James has between his legs and I'm impressed that you're able to take it," he said with two fingers buried in my ass.

"It took quite a lot of --" I started to say, but was cut off as I held my breath at the arrival of a third finger.

"Quite a lot of training and practice," I finished.

"So I've heard," he said with a wink.

He laughed as he wiggled his fingers around before returning to his massaging motions. "Well, that is precisely why I'm here today," he said. "I hear you have a big night ahead of you tonight."

"Oh yeah? What did they tell you?" I asked between soft moans.

"Oh, I was specifically instructed to keep it to myself," he said. I couldn't see him, but I could tell he was smiling. He knew what lay ahead of me. He also knew I was desperate to know.

"It is my birthday after all. Can you give me a hint?" I asked.

"Happy birthday, Parker," he said as he slid a fourth finger in and watched me rotate my hips to give him a better angle at my ass. I groaned loudly and began moaning unabashedly.

"Right, then," he said as he suddenly withdrew his fingers, leaving me feeling incredibly empty and exposed. "Turn over for me."

I was at his mercy, and I quickly complied. As I rolled over onto my back, I could feel my cock spread sticky precum across the smooth surface of the massage table.

"Beautiful cock, Parker," Eric said as he reached out and lightly gripped it with his oil-slicked hand.

"Thank you, Eric," I said as I leaned my head back. He released it just as quickly as he'd grabbed it, though, much to my frustration.

"Hold your legs up," he instructed.

With my legs in the air, I held on to each behind the knees. I watched through my spread legs as he removed the lower segment of the massage table so that my ass was just barely hanging over an edge.

"Alright, I guess I should tell you why I'm really here," he said as he pulled his bag over to him. "I don't want to scare you, but this is our goal by the end of the session."

He suddenly lifted the biggest butt plug I'd ever seen from his bag and placed it on the table next to me. It had to have had the girth of my upper arm -- far thicker than any human cock.

He saw the fear in my eyes and said, "Relax, Parker. We have plenty of time, lots of lube, and these."

He suddenly pulled out a little bottle that I instantly recognized as poppers.

"I take it you've used these before," Eric said as he handed me the bottle.

"Just once, actually. The first time James ever fucked me," I replied.

"Seems an appropriate time," he said with a smile. "Take a few whiffs on each side. I'm going to make this as painless as I can, but your number one job is to keep your hole open and relaxed. Can you do that?"

I nodded as I huffed the strong fumes, instantly feeling my body get warm. I watched as Eric poured a copious amount of lube over his hands before they returned to my slightly agape hole. He slowly worked two fingers in from each hand and used them to massage my tight ring. Occasionally, he would form a hook shape with each of his fingers and pull his hands apart. He did this laterally and vertically.

Each time he did, it felt like I was being pried open, which I guess is exactly what he was doing. I had to lay my head back and close my eyes to focus on relaxing my hole as each of his prying movements stretched my ring further. I groaned and moaned in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he prepped me for what would surely be a wild night.

I almost couldn't take anymore when he suddenly pulled his fingers from my hole. I looked up at him through my legs with sweat on my brow. He pulled a large dildo from his bag and slowly lubed it up with oil as I watched. It looked slightly more girthy than James' cock -- so it was incredibly thick.

Once it was sufficiently lubed, he placed the tip at my hole and said, "Why don't you take a few more whiffs, man?"

I held my legs in the air without my hands and quickly uncapped the bottle of poppers. A few more hits and I was flying. I nearly begged Eric to shove the dildo up my ass, but was thankful when he decided to slowly push it inside of me. The pain was intense but manageable.

Once it was fully inside of me, he withdrew it and repeatedly fucked my ass with its absurd width. I started feeling the familiar build of an orgasm deep in my pelvis and looked down to see a puddle of precum in my belly button. I moaned loudly and arched my back as Eric continued to pulverize my insides with the thick toy.

He pulled back like he was going to thrust it in again, and I knew I'd likely cum, but instead, he pulled it completely from my body. It exited with an audible pop, and I sighed, completely defeated and incredibly horny.

He laughed slightly and said, "I'm sorry, man. I've also been instructed to try to keep you from cumming at all costs."

"Oh, fuckkkk," I whined as I threw my head back in frustration.

"We'll let you cool down, then we try to master this," he said as he gripped the massive butt plug that still stood beside me intimidatingly.

I immediately picked up the bottle of poppers and went another round. "Atta boy," Eric said with a wink.

A few minutes passed as I let my legs rest. Eric left the room to refill his bottle of warm oil. When he returned, it was apparent that he had an erection underneath his sweats.

"I think it'll be easier if you stay in this position, but I leave it up to you," he said as he held the plug that was somehow supposed to find its way inside of me.

"I'm ready," I said as I gripped my legs tighter and pulled my knees up to my chest.

I watched in utter terror as Eric lubed up the toy. He didn't allow me to second-guess myself for long as he quickly placed the tip at my gaping hole. He pushed it forward to quickly insert the first couple of inches. I was surprised at how easily it went it but remembered that the widest part was yet to come.

He pushed it in slowly until he met more resistance. I felt a flash of white pain and saw stars as I screamed out.

"Relax, relax. Keep breathing. You can do this," he said as he coaxed me and my hole to allow the plug to enter.

I reached for the poppers and took deep whiffs on each side before laying my head back in dizziness and warmth. I pictured Cameron and James at the foot of the massage table watching over me. I desperately wanted to make them proud.

Eric sensed a break in my resistance and pushed the toy forward. I was just about to tell him to stop as the pain became unbearable, but soon after the peak of agony, I felt the toy slowly being sucked into my body.

Eric released the base of the plug and simply watched my body swallow it up. As it entered further, the impossibly thick middle section glided along my prostate, and I instantly felt like I was cumming. I forcefully gripped the sides of the massage table and grunted repeatedly.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I yelled as I frantically tried to hold off an orgasm that felt like it had already swelled up past the point of no return. The toy continued to enter me, stimulating my prostate further, as I fought valiantly.

I couldn't see Eric's expression as my eyes were clenched shut, but I heard him calmly say, "Breath, breath, Parker. Remember your training."

Flashes of the past several months flew through my pleasure-filled brain. All the training and practice with dildos in front of my window, the videos I'd made for James and Cameron, the cum control they taught me. It all came flooding back as I clenched down.

I could finally feel the euphoria starting to wane as I opened my eyes and looked at my cock. It oozed cum very slowly like a weak volcanic eruption, only there were just three or four globs of cum that it released.

I looked up at Eric and said, "I swear I didn't climax. I fought it off." I was afraid he'd tell James that I came, and they'd call off whatever they had planned tonight.

"Don't worry, man. I believe you. I saw. You fought hard. That girth just compressed your prostate so much it had to release," Eric said. "Speaking of which -- it's in. You're a fucking stud."

I looked between my legs to see the base up against my taint. My chest swelled with pride. I started to sit up, but my body went limp from the sheer pleasure of the toy adjusting inside of me.

"Woah, woah there. Stay on your back while you calm down a bit," he said as he pushed my chest backward lightly.

"I do have one last task for you that I hope you'll enjoy," he said as I could see him stand and come around to my head, resting on the face cushion. He reached under it and undid the latches before pulling it away from the table. My head fell back and hung over the edge. I was at eye level with his bulging sweatpants.

"What's the final task?" I asked, although I knew the answer and couldn't wait to have a cock somewhere inside of me.

"My reward," he said as he pulled his erection free from his pants and underwear. It was large, almost 8 inches, and relatively thick. He was uncut and slowly stroked his foreskin up over his precum-slicked glans just to slide it back down and expose the deep purple tip.

He did this a few times before angling it down. I instinctively opened my mouth and gently suckled on the wet bell end. As he pushed his foreskin forward, I tongued underneath it. His precum tasted amazing, and I felt my cock twitch as I hungrily swallowed more of his cock. I got as far as I could in the position I was in before he took over.

He began to piston his cock in and out of my mouth. He would just hit the entrance of my throat and recoil before thrusting forward again. This continued for several minutes.

"Fuck yeah," he moaned as he fucked my mouth.

Saliva poured down the sides of my face, and my nose was getting clogged, but I didn't care. I was in a state of pure sex-filled paradise. My ass was full, incredibly full, and my tongue lapped up salty man juice straight from the source.

Eric began grunting loudly, and I could tell he was close. I increased the suction on his pole, desperate for every drop of his seed.

All he could let out was, "Ughh" as he pulled his cock back to rest the head on my maneuvering tongue and unleashed a voluminous load into my mouth. I formed my lips around the tip of his cock to collect all that I could, but I was forced to swallow several times as he shot, or else my mouth would have overflowed. I watched his perineum pulse with each shot of his load before it slowly sputtered to a stop. I did one final pass of my tongue on his sensitive head to clean him off, and he shook from the sensitivity.

He finally pulled his member from my lips and said, "You have a skilled mouth, Parker."

"He sure does," I heard from the other side of the room. I instantly lifted my head and saw James standing there looking sexy as ever in his business suit. He smiled down at me.

"That was very hot to watch," he said. "I take it we were successful, Eric?"

"We were," Eric responded breathlessly as he still recovered from fucking my face. "He did incredibly well."

"Excellent," James said as he reached out and lightly tapped the base of the plug, causing me to moan quietly.

"And this?" he said as he pointed to the cum droplets on my abs.

"He fought it off, surprisingly. He's a champ," Eric said as he grabbed a towel from his bag and wiped off his hands and cock before slipping his underwear and pants back over his impressive piece.

"I'm proud of you, kid," James said as he caressed my thigh and smiled at me. I melted in his touch.

"Well, I should get going," Eric said.

"Yes, right," James said as he reached into his pocket and handed Eric a folded stack of cash. "Let me get this one out of your way so you can clean up. Thanks again, Eric."

"Sure thing, man. We had fun," Eric said, looking at me and winking. "Good luck tonight, Parker."

James leaned down and scooped me up into his arms while keeping me in the same position. I wrapped an arm around his broad, muscular shoulders.

"But, sir. Your shirt. I'm covered in oil," I said.

"Oh, I don't care about that today. It's my boy's birthday after all," he said as he leaned down. He kissed me passionately as he held me in his arms.

I moaned into his kiss. The massive girth inside of my bowels kept my cock rock hard and leaking. I could feel James' tie lightly drag across it, and I shuddered at the teasing pleasure.

James sucked on my bottom lip for a moment before breaking the kiss and saying, "Let's head upstairs, yeah?"

"Yes, sir," I said as I leaned my head into his meaty chest. His cologne turned me on even more.

He slowly carried me up the stairs and kissed me lightly along the way. I felt so loved and wanted nothing more than to please him. I started to figure out what they were planning -- at least what I hoped they were planning -- and wondered when Cameron was getting home.

We reached the bedroom. I could see Cameron was already in the bathroom. He was naked and leaning into the shower, testing the water temperature. His lean, muscular frame with his thick globes and toned legs suddenly made me hungry for more cock.

Cameron smiled widely as he turned around and saw us approaching him. His beautiful, white teeth across his handsome face always made my knees weak, but at that point, I truly fell in love.

"There's our birthday boy," Cameron said as he reached out his arms and took me from James. We kissed as James undressed beside us.

Once he was naked, all three of us entered the shower. I was still in Cameron's arms, but he quickly set me down on the bench between the showerheads. James knelt beside me and leaned over. He kissed my chest before dragging his tongue down my abs. He reached my still-hard, leaking cock and began to slurp up the few drops of cum I'd released when the plug entered me.