the boy next door

"Oh my God! Oh my fucking GOD, X!!!!!" He is shouting in between gasps for breath. I have been keeping him full of cock for the better part of an hour. His back is dripping with sweat and small beads drip down the valley of his crack and mix with the lube, spit, and cum on my cock. I grab his hips firmly and pull him towards me. HARD. I drive deeper into his boycunt, drilling him with an intensity that would destroy lesser boys.

He is naked except for the lace-up vans and the handkerchief I have him blindfolded with. He is standing up with his hands flush against the front door and his legs spread as far as they can go. I love fucking standing up. He looks 16. He is probably 5'8" and a buck 50, max. He is white with a tight body. He could be this kid's younger brother. His dark, emo hair feels good in my hand when I pull it back. His tight body responds well when I move him or vary my thrusts.

"You like getting fucked, you little bitch?" I growl. I like throwing in some verbal play. Keeps them submissive. "You gonna be my regular boypussy?"

"Fuck yeah, man. Make me your slut. Please!"

I slow down. I pull my cock out completely and thrust back in. His back arches and he moans loudly. I do that several times, hovering just over his pink boypussy before I plunge back in and push it as deep as I can. "Ah. Ahhhh. AHHHHHH!" He repeats it over and over as I grip down on his hips. I fuck faster and faster until I grab his hair with my right hand and I growl loudly. I push in and release a torrent of cum. It's as if some microbe unlocked a vault and let every ounce of cum rush out of my body. I push deeper into him, feeling the warmth of my ropey mancum soak his insides. He pushes his boycunt back on to my cock. I still hold his hair and I take a few deep breaths.

"You like that?" I whisper.

"Fuck yeah, man. I want more."

I'm still hard, even after an hour. My dick slides out and I push him on to his knees. His little body is drenched with sweat. He reaches for the blindfold but I push his hands away. I push his face on to my balls. His tongue darts out and he starts bathing them. I stroke my cock. It's hard to keep a grip on it. It is totally covered in sweat, lube, spit, and cum. His mouth opens up and he cups my balls in the oval of his mouth, his tongue licking from beneath. He moans and his hands move up the inside of my thighs. I slow the rhythm down but it's impossible to ignore the growing fire inside my balls. After only a few minutes this little boywhore has managed to get my close again. I grab his hair with my left hand and pull his face back. With a few more messy strokes I shoot another fountain of dickjuice all over his face. Despite a solid hour of intense fucking and multiple cumloads my balls offer up another gift for him. I shoot several thick ropey strands of white that cover the blindfold and smear across his lips. I milk the head a few more times and use it to cover his chin.

I take the blindfold off. He sits down on the hardwood floor and just stares at me. He smiles like a goofball. "Fuck, X! You always cum that many times?"

"Yep."

He smiles again. "It might be dangerous living next door to you."