My Neighbor’s Cock Is Too Big

I’m married, “straight,” and your typical suburban family guy. So is my neighbor buddy. The bonus with this neighbor, he has a big cock and is now feeding it to me regularly.

Jeff, my neighbor down the street, is in his mid fifties, just a couple of years older than me, has a lovely wife and two kids in high school. Both my kids are in college and my wife is back at work as a lawyer after being a home mom for 20+ years.

I’d known Jeff for years, with the families often doing BBQs together, going to sporting events, or just chatting in the yard. Jeff didn’t know I enjoyed sucking a cock or two on the down low, and I had no idea Jeff was a closet alpha just waiting to exercise his demon.

That all changed one night in another neighbor’s garage. He was hosting a poker game and we were all drinking and smoking cigars, having a good old time. Brian, the host, was getting pretty drunk and losing his shirt at cards.

“Damn, I should kick you guys all out and go fuck the misses,” he chuckled. “I may not be the best lover, but I’m sure better with my dick than with my poker skills.”

We all laughed but that got the conversation turned to normally inappropriate topics among the neighbors, probably owing to the copious amounts of booze we were drinking.

“Not the best lover, huh?” Norm chided. “Well, give me a spin on Laura, I’ll show her the time of her life!”

“Norm, settle down,” Jeff chipped in. “I’m sure Brian doesn’t want to here about you fucking his wife with your little ding dong. But if she ever wants an extra large dicking, I’d gladly volunteer.”

“Hah,” Brian slurred. “Laura wouldn’t let a big cock within 10 feet of her little box. Hell, I have to eat her pussy for 30 minutes to get her wet enough to take my six inches.”

“Yea, I know what you mean my average-dicked friend,” Jeff chuckled. “Everybody thinks having a big dick is the best thing ever. I’d get laid way more often if my wife didn’t have to walk funny for a week every time we play hide the salami. I’m lucky to get to dip the old beafsteak in her twat once a month.”

“Guess that means you jerk off a lot,” I joked. “Or walk around with a case of medical blue balls.”

Even while joking, I was getting horny thinking about Jeff’s self-proclaimed big cock. As a closet cocksucker, I’m a total size queen and love worshipping a big piece of meat. If I see a big swinging dick in the locker room showers or at the urinals, I have to bite my lip from eliciting a low, guttural moan of desire. Something about a big cock on a dominant dude turns me into a total slut. I’d never have guessed Jeff was packing a whopper, given his nerdy appearance and somewhat clumsy nature. He is pale skinned, red haired, wears coke-bottle thick glasses, and is your quintessential middle-aged computer programmer.

“Yea, I spank the chicken more than your average teenage boy,” Jeff confided. “Guess I should have married one of those porn starlets that can take it like a champion. To be honest, Martha is the first and only sex partner I’ve ever had.”

“Maybe you need a mistress,” Norm added. “You know, one of those slutty MILFs that wake up in mid life and decide all they really need each day is a hard fucking.”

“Sounds like some sour grapes Norm,” Brian laughed. “I’d swear you are describing your ex-wife.”

“Fuck off,” Norm replied, as Brian had probably hit too close to home.

“I could never cheat on Martha,” Jeff interjected. “Guess I’ll just keep making love to my right hand and flushing gallons of sperm down the toilet.”

We all laughed at that as we finished the last hand before stumbling out of Brian’s garage and walking home. Although inwardly I sighed; what a waste of thick, salty, delicious cum to be flushing it rather than feeding a hungry cocksucker like me.

Jeff lives near me, so we walked together.

“So your dick is really too big for your wife?” I asked, the beer making my tongue loose.

“Yea, it scares her to death. She refuses to give me head, other than a few little kisses on the bulb and she makes me use a tube of KY jelly every time we fuck,” he sighed. “Don’t know why I’m telling you all this.”

“Hah,” I laughed. “I think we are both a little tipsy.”

“Yea, I guess so,” he replied. “But all this talk is making me horny as hell.”

“Well maybe tonight is your lucky day of the month,” I said.

“No, we did the deed last weekend, so I’m flying solo for the next several weeks,” he groaned.

“Don’t take this the wrong way,” I started, “but maybe you could find someone on the down low to take care of your problem.”

“No way,” Jeff said. “As I said earlier, I could never cheat on Martha with another woman. I’m just not that guy.”

“Who said anything about a woman?” I bravely, or stupidly, replied

“I’m not a fag if you are implying I should find a man to have sex with,” Jeff angrily shot back.

“Easy big guy, I’m just spit balling here,” I replied. “You need somebody to take care of your cock and plenty of closet cocksuckers are out there that would be more than happy to help.”

“How do you know so much about this?” he demanded.

“Don’t get mad Jeff, and don’t think any less of me, but I happen to be one of those closet cocksuckers. I don’t consider myself gay by any stretch of the imagination, but I sometimes crave being on my knees sucking on a big, throbbing boner.”

“No shit,” he replied. “I’d never have guessed. And sorry buddy, but if I saw you with a cock in your mouth, that would look pretty gay. Plus, you and Susan seem like such the perfect couple.”

“We are,” I said. “And she doesn’t know anything about my cocksucking hobby. I play super safe, usually only with other married guys looking to stay completely under the radar. And satisfying my submissive side discreetly keeps me charged for sex in the bedroom with Laura. So yea, I guess I do “gay” things, but I consider myself 95% heterosexual with some bi-tendencies. I’m not at all attracted to men, other than their big horny dicks.”

“Son of a bitch, you’re a cocksucker,” Jeff laughed. “You actually put men’s dicks in your mouth?”

“Yep, and down my throat. I have no interest in romance with men and the thought of kissing a guy on the lips makes me dry heave, but I love having a hard cock down my throat and swallowing a huge load. And please, promise me you won’t say anything to anybody about this.”

We arrived at Jeff’s house.

“Yea, sure, your secret is safe with me old buddy. Well, you’ve certainly given me something to think about,” Jeff chuckled as we shook hands goodnight.

As he turned to head up the walk, I noticed an obscene bulge in his shorts. All this talk had given Jeff a woody, and I could see he wasn’t kidding about being hung. It looked like he had a baseball bat hidden down his shorts.

“Stop by the house tomorrow if you want to explore this any further,” I waved.

“We’ll see, but I seriously doubt I could do that,” Jeff replied, shaking his head from side to side as he went through the front door.

As I walked home, I figured I’d either just lost a neighborhood friend or if luck was on my side maybe gained a regular cock to worship. I hoped for the latter. Oh, and I was sporting a throbbing boner too, just thinking about Jeff’s big wanker.

I got home and went straight to the garage where I dropped my shorts and jerked out a big load. The wife was already in bed and I needed to get off in the worst way.

Next morning I was out mowing the lawn when Jeff walked by.

“Hey Rod, yard looks good,” he remarked, standing there nervously as he shifted from one foot to the other.

“Thanks Jeff,” I replied. “Anything I can help you with?” I only hoped it was with the bulge in his running shorts.

“Well, ummm, yea, sort of,” he stammered. “About that talk we had last night.”

“Come on in the garage,” I said, pushing the mower in ahead of me.

“Is Susan home?” he asked.

“Nope, she is at the office this morning getting caught up on work. Won’t be home till after lunch, so we are alone,” I replied.

“You got me thinking last night. Hell, I tossed and turned most of the night actually with a boner that wouldn’t stop,” he chuckled. “But I couldn’t bring myself to get up and go jerk off thinking about getting a blowjob from a dude.”

“Yea, love / hate relationship with the old wood sometimes,” I laughed. “And I totally get the reluctance to let a “fag” worship your cock.”

“Ummm, were you serious last night about the whole, well, uhhh…” he choked out, unable to finish.

“About me being a cocksucker?” I finished for him.

“Yea, that,” he grinned.

“It might have been the booze talking, but I cannot deny the premise,” I joked. “I mean, I am what I am.”

“Well, do you, uhhh, I mean, could you…” he just couldn’t bring himself to say it without the courage juice flowing through his veins, so he simply pointed down to the massive tent rising in his crotch.

“You want me to suck your cock, Jeff?” I helped.

“That would be awesome,” he whispered.

“Sure buddy, I’d be glad to,” I replied as I hit the garage door button to lower it. “And no pressure huh, if you decide you like it, we can go from there?”

“Sounds good,” he laughed. “And this doesn’t make me gay or anything, right? I mean, I just need to get my rocks off.”

“Absolutely. But if you don’t mind, I’ve got to get out of these sweaty clothes,” I remarked as I pulled my t-shirt over my head, whipped down my shorts, and kicked off my sneakers in about 5 seconds total. As a cocksucker, I get off on the submissive thing, and being naked just adds to that beta vulnerability.

“Holy shit,” Jeff exhaled as I dropped to my knees, eye to eye with his crotch. “Umm, do I need to get naked too?”

“Your call Jeff,” I replied. “But certainly not mandatory.”

“OK, I think I’ll stay clothed,” he said, clearly still very nervous about the upcoming events.

It looked like his shorts were about ready to burst at the seams, so I gently pulled his waistband down and his semi erect cock sprung free, whacking me in the chin.

“Sorry about that,” he laughed.

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5 thoughts on “My Neighbor’s Cock Is Too Big

  1. Steve says:

    I mow lawns I had a neighbor that I mowed caught him jerking in his back yard so I joined him it progresses to bjthen anal unlike the story we did ezch outher he was 10 years old me 49 he50 it last 20 years we both are married but all things come to a end he moved to Texas to be closer to his family that was 2 years ago haven’t found anybody eles since

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