9 comments/ 50633 views/ 52 favorites My Neighbor Fucks Me By: trevor6399 The guy moving into the apartment across from ours just seemed like a typical early, middle-aged 40s dude. I didn't pay that much attention to him. He a couple of guys were muscling his furniture and boxes up the concrete stairs and into his apartment. I said hey and he introduced himself as Harold. I told him I was Kevin and gave his buddies the nod as I walked past them and opened the door to my grandmother's apartment. I'm not sure those guys even noticed me. I was young, about 5'6" and weighed 125 lbs, with very fair skin. Being a late-bloomer, I didn't even have to shave yet. I had just turned 18 a few months before I met Harold for the first. I was living with my grandma as my parents had split up and we weren't getting along. Though I was supposed to go to college, I really lacked much motivation at the time. A few months before moving in with her, my grandma got an insurance settlement and decided, at age 60, to buy a bar. Suddenly, she was gone all the time, generally leaving at 2 in the afternoon and coming home after midnight, or not at all. Grandma still had wild oats to sow. With all the free time, I jerked off a lot to internet porn. I found myself identifying more with the girls I watched. I would imagine that I was the one sucking that enormous cock or being tied up and ass fucked by a scary master. Of course, I found my way to Craigslist and all the ads. I was very scared at first but I eventually met with a couple of guys. The first guy was a disaster. He wasn't at all like he described himself. We met in a parking lot and I got into his car. He was an awful lot heavier than he said and his cock was not nearly as big. I wasn't all that attracted to him but felt obligated. Luckily, he accepted a handjob and I was on my way, feeling grossed out by him but kind of dirty for at least taking the plunge. The second guy was a lot better. He was a business man type in his 50s. He took me to his office and could tell it was my first time. He was about 6.5" and nicely thick. He let me take my time and gave me instructions on how to suck him. For a couple of months, we met at least once a week and I blew him and he slowly worked up to fucking my ass. It was fun and it taught me I really did love being assfucked, but he didn't care for being dominant. So, I still was searching when I saw a new ad a couple of days after Harold had moved in. It said newly single guy seeks dedicated submissive slut. I responded telling him I was looking to be a dedicated submissive slut. Within an hour, he responded and explained that he had just moved into an apartment after getting a divorce and that now he could finally live the way he wanted to live. He described himself as being 5'10" 185 with graying hair, in his mid-40s with a 7.5" cock that was very, very thick. I replied and described myself and told him it would be funny if he was the guy would had moved into the apartment across from me. He replied with one word: "Kevin?" I was a little freaked out at first and almost logged off and hid but then I thought, Harold seemed like a harmless enough guy. So I responded: "Harold??!!!!" He shot back a reply telling me to come on over. He would leave the door slightly open and I should come in and strip and come back to his bedroom. I said yes and shut down the computer. Barefoot, in just a pair of shorts and t-shirt, I walked across the breezeway toward Harold's door. It was slightly ajar. I was breathing nervously and slowly pushed the door open and walked in. The living area was to the left and the kitchen to the right. The bedrooms were straight ahead and I could see the light from one of the bedrooms. The curtains were drawn and only the overhead stove light was on. I closed the door and turned the deadbolt. I took off my shirt and shorts and put them on the arm of a chair in the living room. Standing naked in a strange man's apartment, I felt totally vulnerable and completely turned on. I walked back toward the bedroom forcing myself to breath. When I got to the door, Harold was sitting in his desk chair naked. His cock was standing at full, raging hard on attention. He wasn't kidding about it being thick. Porn was playing on the computer on the desk. A twink was tied up and being roughly fucked by several men. He seemed terrified. Normally, I would love to watch, but I was transfixed by Harold's cock. "Come here, boy," he ordered. I started to walk to him but he said, "Crawl, slut, crawl on your hands and knees." I immediately fell to my knees and crawled over between his legs. "I thought you were a cocksucker the first time I laid eyes on you," he said. "Put your hands behind your back and look at me." I did as I was ordered. He stood up and put one hand on the back of my head and the other at the base of his cock. "Open your mouth and put your tongue out." I did and he began to rub his cock head slowly over my tongue. "Show me what a good cocksucker you are, boy." I started to take his cock into my mouth and get it as wet as possible. He let out an appreciative moan and I quickly covered his cock in drool and spit. I had never sucked a dick without my hands before and found that if it popped out of my mouth I had to chase after it. Harold put a hand on the back of my head. He began pulling me towards him as he thrust his hips toward me, pushing his cock into the back of my throat. I was gagging and fighting for air. My mouth was opened wide and I tried to concentrate on breathing all while even more drool was oozing down my chin. I made sure to stick my tongue out and try to swallow hard as he fucked me mouth. Suddenly, I had a feeling of my throat actually enlarged to take his cock down. His cock slid in as my tongue was out and my nose was all the way against his pubes and my tongue was on his balls. I had deep throated him. My eyes flew open in surprise and because I was legitimately choking and gasping for air. Harold let out a triumphant, "Fuck yes!" I pulled back hard and he let me go. I fell over onto my back on the floor. "Get back here," he barked. I scrambled back to my knees and took his cock back into my mouth. "You need to get used to that cock in your throat," he said as I continued to move my head up and down on his cock. I could tell he was getting something out of a desk drawer. He leaned down over me as I continued to struggle against his cock, both wanting it in my throat again and a little panicked about it. I felt the handcuffs close around my wrists and heard them click. Harold pulled my head back so I was looking up into his face. "Now you know your place, don't you boy? On your knees, in handcuffs, sucking cock. That's where you belong and what you want, isn't it?" I said yes and my voice sounded husky and not like my own. Harold pulled my head back to his cock and I continued sucking him. He stepped back and pulled me toward the bed, putting my back against the edge of the bed. He stepped in front of me and started fucking my face again. I was trapped between him and the bed. He held my head with both hands and really began to fuck my face. I was making funny sounds like "gu gu gu gu gu." Several times he slowed and made me focus on deep throating him. I found that after about fifth time he was in my throat, I could judge how to swallow him and how to get my tongue out and to try and relax my jaw. I have no idea how long this went on. He would roughly fuck my mouth and then order me to swallow. At some point, he became more aggressive and pulled out and slapped my face with his cock. Then it was back to the relentless gagging and swallowing and drooling. When he came, it was when I was holding his cock in my throat. He held me in that position longer than he had before and I was squirming, needing to breath. He held his cock in my mouth and down my throat and I could feel his body shaking. He suddenly pulled back and I could breath. As I gasped for air, Harold set back in his chair and looked at me. I knew I was a mess, covered with drool as I was. He tilted his cock toward me and squeezed a little bit of leftover cum out of the tip. Unsteadily, I walked on my knees over to him and gently licked up his cum, all while maintaining eye contact with him. "I'm going to need a few minutes to recover, boy. Do you know what I'm going to do to you then? I'm going to see how that little asshole tastes and how much cock you can take in it!" I just looked up at him from my new position, on my knees, hands cuffed behind my back, between this man's legs, with his cum still on my lips and tongue, his cock just inches away. In the weeks ahead, I would be in this position many times. For now, Harold went to get a drink and I was told to get on the edge of the bed with my face down and ass up. My Neighbor Fucks Me Ch. 02 As Harold walked out of the room, I struggled to stand up and walk to his bed. My legs felt weak and with my hands in cuffs behind my back, I had trouble with my balance. I ended up knee-walking over to the edge of his bed where a minute ago I had been mercilessly face fucked and fed his cum. His order was ass up, face down and I leaned against the bed as I stood up. Without the use of my hands, I awkwardly feel forward onto the bed and shimmied forward till my knees were far enough up that I could raise my ass in the air. I turned my head to the left to breath and listened for Harold. He had gone to take a piss and I heard him flush. Then I sensed he was standing in the doorway, looking at me. I had spread my legs a good bit and felt completely vulnerable. It made me horny and nervous about what he was going to do to me. I heard him somewhere out in this apartment. I realized his computer was still showing the video that had been on when I came in his bedroom. I chanced taking a peek at it. The young dude was tied to a bench by his wrists and ankles and knees. He was being roughly fucked by three or four guys; always one in this mouth and one in his ass, taking turns and changing positions. I recognized Harold's voice and wondered if I was going to be a play toy for him and his friends. "You like what you see?" I don't know how long I had been watching or how long Harold had been standing in the room. Suddenly, his hand was wrapped around my erect cock and he was squeezing and pulling my ass toward him. "I can tell you like it, boy. Your hard cock shows me that. And, yes, after I've broken you in for a bit, I'm going to be sharing you with my friends." As he said this, I could tell he was getting on his knees behind him, still gripping my cock. "But you've got a long night ahead of you before you have to worry about that." His tongue began to slide all around my asshole. I had never been rimmed before and I realized I had immediately spread my legs wider and started pushing my ass back to him. He pulled away and slapped my right cheek making me start. He had a firm grip on my cock so I couldn't really go anywhere. "Be still, boy, you'll be moving plenty when you're riding my cock later." I relaxed and he used my cock to guide me to lift my ass up some more. He began to explore my ass with his tongue, sometimes licking fast and then pushing his tongue inside my ass hole. He let go of my cock and spread my cheeks open with his hands. He pushed his tongue deeper inside me and licked up and down. I was feeling incredibly light-headed and hoped this moment would never end. Suddenly another hard slap on my ass brought me back from my daze, and Harold said, "I didn't tell you that you could moan, you little slut." I didn't know I had been moaning. Harold pulled my ass open farther and starting tongue fucking me ass and spitting inside my ass hole. Then he began to finger me. First one finger, then more tongue and spit. Then two fingers going in and out and pushing deeper inside me. I tried not to squirm, but I kept adjusting my ass to give him a better angle to penetrate me. If I moved too much, I was rewarded with another hard slap. My right butt cheek felt like it was burning. Harold kept going back to that wonderful tongue and then his insistent fingers. Without seeing, I just knew he had three fingers in me and was not going to stop until his fingers were all the way in. I pushed my sphincter against him and felt his fingers slide deeper inside me. He pulled them out and buried his face between my ass cheeks and attacked my hole with his tongue in such a frenzy I felt like I was having an out of body experience, or the only part of my body that existed was my asshole endlessly responding to his tongue. This time when he pulled away, I heard him get up. I was absolutely unable to move even though I could feel my body vibrating. Somewhere behind me a drawer opened and Harold walked back to the bed and laid several dildos and butt plugs near my face. "Which one should I start with," he said. He picked them up and showed them to me one at a time. The dildos all seemed like regular cocks expect one had three heads, each wider than the other going down to the base. The plugs were glass or metal and had large heads tapering down to smaller necks and then large bases. A couple of the metal ones had shiny glass in the base, as though they were jewels or diamonds. Harold picked up the three-headed dildo and one of the glass plugs and disappeared behind me again. He smacked my ass again and again, seeming to enjoy my jumping at the pain. Then his tongue was inside me again and his hands were pulling me open to allow him deeper penetration. It went on and on until I felt the head of that dildo pop inside my asshole. Harold pulled it and put it right back in, fucking me with just the first head. After a minute or so, it was back to the tongue assault and then the first head of the dildo, but now he pushed harder and I pushed back until the second head was in. He fucked me this way for a while, two heads of the dildo going in and out, over and over. Suddenly, it was his tongue again. My god, how far up my ass was his tongue, I wondered. I was shaking all over and pushing back against him. He pulled back and the first two heads of the dildo slide inside me. The widest head pressed against my asshole and slowly began to stretch me out. I was gasping for air and pushing back. In a few seconds, we reached the tipping point and Harold's insistent pushing and my insistent pushing back. My ass hole opened up and the third dildo head went inside me with my hole closing around the base. "Fuck, yes," Harold cried with glee. He began to turn the dildo in my ass like you would turn a dial. I could feel my ass being opened from inside. "It's coming out," he said. I could feel him pull and my ass resisted but he was stronger and it popped out of my ass. He must have already had the glass plug in his other hand because he immediately had that plug going up my ass. It was about as wide as the third head of the dildo, but the dildo was latex and had some give. The glass plug was absolutely solid. Harold spit and licked and angled and pushed that glass plug inside me. It felt heavy and I could feel my asshole squeezing against it. Harold rolled me onto my back and pulled my head to the edge of the bed. His cock was raging hard and he held me by the throat and fucked my mouth. I realized I was grinding my ass against the bed to feel the plug inside me. Seeing this, Harold grabbed my legs and adjusted me so that my ass was at the edge of the bed with him standing over me. He pulled the plug roughly from my ass, making me jump. He tossed the plug aside, positioned his cock at the entrance to my ass and with one plunge, buried his cock all the way inside me. "Oh my god," I cried out. Ankles were on his shoulders and he placed his hands on the backs of thighs and began to fuck me like he hated me. He pounded into my ass over and over until he slammed into me so hard, it was knocking the breath out of me. When he came inside me, his body was vibrating. He stayed on top of me and then, as he pulled out, he put a metal plug in my ass. Looking down at me he said, "Clean me off, boy." His cock was back in my mouth and I slowly and passionately sucked him and took him down into my throat. Once he was satisfied, he stepped back and took a collar from the desk drawer. He clasped it around my neck and pulled a dog bed out from underneath his bed. He clipped a chain to the collar and gently pulled me down onto the dog bed. He wrapped the chain around a bed leg and attached it to itself. "You'll sleep here tonight," he said, "and in the morning, be ready to suck my cock the second I wake up." He got into bed and turned off the lights. I got as comfortable as I could laying there. My throat was sore, my ass cheeks still burned and I could feel the weight of the plug in my ass. I couldn't wait for Harold to wake up so I could service his big, thick cock in the morning. My Neighbor Fucks Me Ch. 03 So Harold and I fell into a pattern: he would get home from work between 6:00 and 6:30 and within 15 minutes of his arrival, I would be naked in his apartment with his cock in my mouth. Over the next three week, I must have swallowed a gallon of his cum. Harold fucked my ass while I was in every position possible: on my back, on my elbows and knees, riding him, bent over a table, bent over a stool and tied up to a sawhorse in Harold's playroom. And it was tied up on the sawhorse I found myself one Friday evening. Harold had bent me over and tied my ankles and wrists to the legs of the sawhorse. He put a belt around the middle of back and cinched it tight so I was unable to lift up. I was blindfolded and Harold had put a tight ring around my cock and balls. He was on his knees behind me, spreading my ass cheeks and eating my ass with long tongue strokes and then deep tongue and finger penetrations. My legs were shaking from the intense sensations and hearing him moan and groan as he ate my asshole. He was opening me open over and over again and licking deeper inside me. I could feel a finger on either side of ass as he pulled me open and then buried his tongue inside me. I must have been vocalizing and saying yes over and over again. A strong slap on my ass brought me back to reality. "Be quite, boy," he said, and went back to work on asshole. Several minutes passed with him eating me and I kept expected to feel him rise up behind me and plunge his cock in. Instead, there was what sounded like a knock at Harold's door. "They're here," he said. One of the glass plugs Harold kept in the room was pushed inside me. My ass took the familiar feeling over being full and there was the temporary thrill of the cold glass inside my ass. Harold left the room and closed the door. Who was here I wondered. Harold hadn't mentioned anything about someone else coming over. I could hear him talking in the other room and sounded like three voices. I wondered how long I was going to be kept waiting to find out my fate. I could hear the door open and footsteps. Of course, my ass was facing the door with the glass plug in place. I could sense some step in front of me and a hand under my chin lifted my head up. A hard cock was at my lips and I open my mouth take it in. I didn't think it was Harold's cock and as his thrusting into my mouth and throat began, I could tell by the rhythm of his strokes it was Harold. I concentrated on pushing my tongue out and relaxing my throat to take his cock when I felt the plug in my ass roughly pulled out. I knew what was in store for me now. I hated that feeling of emptiness when a plug was withdrawn but a second later, an unknown man's cock was pound into my asshole. The man in my mouth began to increase the intensity of his fucking my mouth and throat. Neither of them said a word but just kept relentlessly fucking me until I was gagging and choking and drool was running out of my mouth. I could feel I was getting lightheaded from not being able to take a deep breath and I tried to concentrate on finding the rhythm of the man fucking my mouth to take a breath and it almost worked but the man in my ass suddenly positioned himself a little closer to me and really began a brutal assault on my asshole. His hips were pounding into me and his cock was deep inside knocking the breath out of me as the cock in my mouth pushed into my throat. I struggled to turn my head but a strong pair of hands was on either side of my head preventing my escape. The belt around my back kept me from lifting off the sawhorse to escape the cock tearing into my asshole. They must have been able to tell I was on the verge of panicking as my body began to involuntarily thrash around to try and escape. The man behind me finally spoke, "Forget it, bitch. You're not getting away from this." The man in my mouth had a moment of mercy and slowed down enough for me to catch my breath and then with short, brutal strokes, he was back to fucking my ass as the man in my ass continued to pummel me from behind. I really couldn't believe their stamina as they continued to rape me for what seemed like an eternity. At some point, the man in my ass gave a guttural shout and came inside me. Both of them stepped back and I could sense them moving. Suddenly, there was a cock in my ass again, pounding and pounding, another hand was on my chin lifting my head. "Clean me," he said as the cock that had so recently been violating my asshole was held against my lips. I had never taken a cock in my mouth after it had been in mouth but I knew I didn't have any choice and open my mouth and extended my tongue as he pushed his cock inside. I began to suck and swallow, the lube tasted sweet and his cum was acrid and bitter. I swallowed over and over again. The cock in my ass exploded cum inside me. The man in my mouth pulled his cock out and then shoved it back in several times until he was satisfied it was clean. As he stepped away, the man in my ass pulled out and walked around in front of me. I cleaned his cock as well. In the middle of cleaning him, I felt my ass cheeks spread and a plug being inserted. Harold had apparently put one of the glass plugs in an ice bath. The cold sensation felt wonderful after the pounding. The second cock was clean and I heard everyone leave the room and the door was closed. I hung my head down and breathed slowly. This had been the most intense fucking I had ever endured. For the first time, I was really worried that I had gotten myself into a bad situation. I could hear them talking in the other room and it was many minutes later that I heard the front door open and close. Harold came back into the room after a couple more minutes. "You did a good job, slut," he said as he pulled the plug from ass. He positioned his cock head at the entrance to ass and slowly entered me. He began to gently fuck me as he said, "Next Friday we're going to have a little party. Those two a couple more will be here. You are going to be the guest of honor." He began to pick up the pace of his fucking. "I'm going to dress you up in stockings, a tiny skirt and a tight little t-shirt. You are going to be the party favor for my friends. From now on, your life revolves around servicing your master's cock and any other man I order you to perform for. Do you understand?" I weakly said yes. He slapped my ass hard and hammered his cock into me. "Yes, what, you little whore!" "Yes, Master," I cried out and Harold filled me with his cum.