The Umbro-wearing neighbor

By s g

Published on Dec 15, 1999

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THIS IS A TRUE STORY AND IT's MY 1st TIME WRITING AN EROTIC STORY, BUT I THINK IT's PRETTY HOT!! its for the gay area of the site! Thanks, sgab33@yahoo.com

It was my first year of college and I just arrived home for the Summer break. I was surprised when I got a phone call that night from my neighbor, whom I used to be friends with. I had always had a crush on him because he was the hottest and smoothest soccer player in the school. I'd seen him shirtless before and watched him jack-off in his adidas pants when we had sleep-overs and he thought I was sleeping. I never would have suspected him being gay and he was just calling me to see if I wanted to go to his house and watch a few movies. Of course, I willingly accepted.

I walked over to his house and rang the door bell. No one answered. Again, I rang. No answer. "Damn," I thought. Just then, I heard a voice yell.

"Come on in!"

"Coming," I said. I walked into his house and no one was in the main room. I yelled for him. He yelled back to me that he was in the bathroom. I walked up the stairs and stood outside the bathroom door. "What's up, Matt?" I asked.

"Not much, bro. How you been doing?"

"Great."

"Well, don't just stand outside the door. Come on in." he replied. Of course, I walked in. He was standing there in green Umbro soccer shorts. They were low on his hips and he looked just as smooth as he did in high school.

"Looking good." I said.

"Thanks. You look great too." He grabbed his nylon shorts and adjusted his cock. While he acted like it was no big deal, I immediately got hard.

"I'll wait in your room so you can finish getting ready." I walked out of the bathroom. I always loved his room because he had nylon pants and shorts, and silk boxers. I always "borrowed" them and jerked off in them. I had the biggest urge to do so now. I opened his dresser drawer and took out a pair of Nike soccer shorts. I held them to my face and smelled them. His shorts always smelled like cologne and sweat.

Just that second, he walked in the room. I dropped the shorts.

"What are you doing with my shorts, dude?" he asked.

"Oh, um..."

"Why were you smelling my shorts?!" He seemed really pissed. "Are you a fag or something dude?" He walked up to me and started breathing in my face. He grabbed my cock (which was covered by my green Adidas pants, with no boxers) and yanked it really aggressively. I moaned. I thought he was going to yank it off because he was so pissed. He turned me around and threw me on his bed, face down. He then jumped on my ass and started humping me. I couldn't believe what was happening! His nylon Umbros were rubbing with my Adidas pants for the first time! This was the ultimate fantasy come true.

"Oh, Matt." I moaned. "I love you. You don't know how many times I've wanted you on top of me like this!"

"Ok, Josh," he said. "Let's wrestle, like the old days." I agreed and we started tumbling around. I smashed my head in his junk and rubbed it around. I loved his thin, boyish cock peeking through the White Umbros. He made the next move and pinned me. He moved in and sucked my neck while stroking my Adidas-covered cock. I could not have been happier. We did this for FOUR hours. It was so hot. I can't believe I didn't blow my load yet (and once I do, I can't do it again for a few more hours).

We both decided to settle down.

"Matt, let's trade clothes."

"Ok, bro." He slipped off his loose Umbros and handed them to me. His small, cut cock was sticking straight up. I then took my unlined Adidas pants off and purposely glided them against his cock on the way to his side of the bed. His clean, cut cock twitched and some pre-cum oozed out.

"Don't worry, I'll get it," I said. Before he new it, I was licking up his mess. He didn't have a salty taste to his cum. It was more of a dull sweet taste. I wanted more. I slipped on his Umbros. He quickly reached over and started to jerk very intensely. "Wait. I don't want to waste my cum this way. Let's hit the showers." We both ran to the showers with our sports apparel on and jumped in. We turned the water on. I watched it roll down his chest and onto the Adidas pants. They got so wet I could see his junk right through. I could not believe this is happening!

To be continued...

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