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My wife Lindsay and I met in college and spent most of our married life together in Minneapolis. We were still in our mid-forties when our kids had grown up and were away at college. With the kids out of the house, I accepted a long-overdue job promotion and transfer with my company to the Philadelphia area. My name is Dan, and I had previously resisted moving so as not to disrupt our children’s lives.We moved at a time when the real estate market was soft in the Minneapolis area. So, with a smaller down payment, and a more robust real estate market in the Philadelphia market, we purchased a smaller, empty-nester home in a modest suburb, without much space between the homes. Our neighborhood is in a hilly area, and the neighbors next to and down the hill from us are Tony and Angie. They are an attractive couple who look to be in their mid-forties, like Lindsay and me. Tony looks to be of Southern Italian descent, with light-olive skin tone, six feet tall, and I’m guessing one hundred and eighty pounds. Angie is fit, with dark hair and about five feet and six inches tall. We found out later that Tony works for an insurance company, and Angie is a registered nurse, who works the evening shift in a local hospital.I work in the computer industry, and sometimes catch up on work and emails at home in the evenings. So, when we were told that it would take two weeks for us to get cable internet service connected, I looked for any Wi-Fi connections that might be available in the neighborhood. The strongest, non-password-protected signal available was from a network named ‘Italian Stallion’, and I assumed that was the signal from Tony’s router next door. The signal was strong enough and the internet speed was more than sufficient. I didn’t tell Tony that I was sponging off his service. The first time I was working in my den, which was a Monday night starting at around 7:00 pm after dinner, I noticed that Tony was also in his home office. It was almost dark outside, and since their home is about five feet lower than ours, because of the hill, and with literally only fifteen feet between our homes, I was able to look down and see him sitting at his desk.Tony, like me, has his desk positioned sideways near the window, and he was sitting in his cushy chair right in front of the window. His shade was pulled about halfway down, and with his lights on. I saw him from his chest and all the way down to his knees. He couldn’t see me since the shade prevented him from looking up the hill to my window.I never considered myself to be a voyeur or a pervert, but it was interesting looking down at him when he couldn’t see me watching him. I didn’t know what Tony was looking at on his computer, but I guessed that it must have been porn since he was rubbing what looked to be a big lump in his athletic shorts. With Angie working the evening shift, she wouldn’t be home until about 11:30 pm, and he was free to do whatever he wanted.As I continued watching him, while ignoring my own work, I was surprised when he began pushing his shorts and underwear down below his knees. Then he stripped off his t-shirt and was sitting there totally naked. I had never had any interest in looking at other men’s junk, but it was hard to look away. His soft, thick, uncircumcised cock looked to be a little over five inches long, and his plum-sized, low hanging balls looked huge to me. The skin tone of his genitals is a darker olive, which makes them even more attractive.You’ll understand my interest in his genitals when I tell you that my dick is only four inches long and thin on hard, and my balls are small and tight in the sack. Tony’s cock is so thick and meaty, and the thick, lush foreskin covers most of his big cock head. I had only ever seen a couple of uncut cocks when I was in the showers in high school and college, and I remember that we used to tease those boys, just because they were different. But the package Tony has is no teasing matter.He slouched back comfortably in his chair and began stroking his cock. His chair was at the perfect angle, turned slightly towards the window, so I saw everything. I was mesmerized as he fondled his massive balls with one hand and stroked his cock with the other. I loved watching his thick foreskin completely envelope the head on the upstroke, and then totally exposed his thick shaft going down, all in a fluid motion. I faintly heard the squishing of his precum-moistened foreskin as it slid smoothly up and down his swelling cock shaft, and the foreskin and the skin of his long scrotum added a texture, movement, and an erotic vibe to his masturbation. He slowly and deliberately stroked his shaft, intermittently bringing his other hand up to spread the copiously flowing precum over the cock head and shaft. His cock slowly hardened, to what looked like eight inches long, and it is so thick, that his fingers barely touched when gripping it. He had only been masturbating for a few minutes, when I sensed that he was close to ejaculating, because of the change in his tempo, and the way he squirmed in the chair, flexing his legs, and slightly thrusting into his hand.I heard him grunt and sigh loudly, “uh, uh, uh, uh,’ as his big cock began to throb, pulse, and flex as one large squirt after the other flooded his chest. I counted five big squirts and saw his massive load of opalescent cum spray onto his hairy chest. I’ve never had a total load of as much as even one of his squirts and I watched in awe as it oozed down his chest to his stomach.I was so engrossed watching him masturbate his big cock, that I was only vaguely aware that I had been rubbing my own dick, over my shorts, almost to the point of ejaculation. I was so turned on by watching him beat off, that I unfastened my shorts and jacked off into a tissue. I then continued watching Tony as he wiped himself off with a hand towel, and squeezed out the last remaining drops of his cum.The temporary emotional letdown I experience after I have an orgasm caused me to be embarrassed and upset with myself. I could hardly believe that I had gotten so turned on watching another man jerk off his big cock. My wife and I have a reasonably good sex life, even after over twenty years of marriage, Bostancı Escort and despite my small dick. I didn’t understand my attraction to his meat.I was still disgusted with myself when I went to bed that night. But in the morning, I woke up thinking about the sight of Tony’s thick cock and that plush foreskin, and especially the big load of cum he sprayed onto his chest and stomach. I thought about it all day at work, as well, and could hardly wait to get home that night to see if he would be at his desk again.Lindsay never interrupts me when I’m in my den working, so I felt confident that I could watch Tony, even with my light out if need be, without being caught looking. I was at my desk working when I saw his light go on, just before he sat at his desk. He had been working on his computer for about an hour, and although he was rubbing his cock in his shorts, he hadn’t pushed them down to masturbate. I was disappointed at first, but then saw something even more exciting.I heard a car pull up in front of Tony’s home, and after a couple of minutes, his doorbell rang. He got up to answer the door, but quickly returned to his chair in the room. I didn’t know what was going on until he pushed his chair back from his desk a little, and another man got on his knees in front of him. I wasn’t sure what was going on until I heard Tony say, “Okay, cocksucker. You said that you wanted to suck some thick, dark, Italian, uncut cock and a set of big balls, so get to it.”It was hard to believe what was happening only fifteen feet away from me, and I got up to turn off my light. I didn’t want there to be any chance of either of them seeing me watching them.The other man looked to be in his forties, and Tony lifted in his seat, as the man pulled Tony’s shorts and underwear down and off his legs. The man hesitated only momentarily before gripping Tony’s soft cock with on hand, as he leaned in to nuzzle those big balls. Then he sucked first one and then the other of those testicles, and I liked the way he continued to press his nose into the plentiful, silky skin of Tony’s scrotum. It was like he was immersed in the musky aroma. Tony’s cock was hardening as the man stroked it, and after having his balls sucked for what seemed like ten minutes, Tony reached down and pulled the man’s head up to his cock, saying, “You can suck my balls some more in a few minutes, but for now, I need your mouth on my cock, so I can feed you my seed.”The man moved up, and at first sucked that thick foreskin into his mouth, before pushing his tongue inside and all around the big cock head. I pushed down my shorts and underwear and began masturbating as the man then opened wide and took Tony’s thick cock into his mouth. I heard the slurping as he sucked and moved up and down on that massive cock.Tony moved his hands to the man’s head and held him on his cock. I remember thinking how erotic it was seeing that man on his knees, worshipping Tony’s big cock, and wondering what the man must be thinking of himself, for being so submissive and doing something so degrading with another man.The man had been aggressively sucking and slurping Tony’s cock for what seemed like ten minutes, when they got into a rhythm with Tony flexing his hips upwards, in time with pulling the man’s head down on his swollen cock, and I assumed that he was getting close to ejaculating. I slowed up on stroking my own dick since I wanted to delay ejaculating for as long as that man was with Tony. But I almost lost it when I heard the man gagging and choking, as Tony held his head on his cock. Tony moaned out loud, “Oh shit, oh fuck yeah, swallow my thick cum load, you fucking cock sucker!”It was hard to imagine what it would be like for that man to take those massive squirts of cum in his mouth, but he had to have been swallowing it all, as Tony held the guy’s head on his cock. Tony finally released the man’s head, but he continued sucking and slurping that softening cock, no doubt to get the remaining ooze of his semen.The man finally pulled off that soft, but still thick cock, and as he looked up, Tony said, “Damn, man, that was great, and I’ll feed you again in a little while if you want it. For now, though, let’s do that other thing I want. Just turn around, sit on the floor in front of my chair, and when I stand up, you can lay your head back on the seat.”I had no idea what was going on until the man got into position, and Tony sat back down on the guy’s face. They were still in the perfect position for me to watch, as the man began sucking Tony’s balls again. In that position, the man’s nose and forehead had to be pressed into Tony’s perineum and ass, and I saw and heard him struggling to breathe. But that didn’t stop him from sucking and slurping noisily on those big balls and that plentiful scrotum.The man must have been so turned on being under Tony like that because he reached around Tony’s thighs to hold him in place over him. After being in that position for five minutes or so, the man reached up to Tony’s back, and it looked like he was trying to pull him forward on his face. Tony slid forward as the man wanted, as he said, “I told you before that I loved having my ass worshipped, and you said you wanted to try it. I’m happy that you’re anxious for a taste.”I wasn’t totally naïve and knew that bisexual and gay men had sex, but I could never have anticipated the education I was getting that night. Not only had I watched the man sucking Tony’s balls and cock, and swallowing his cum, but then the guy was sucking Tony’s ass. I watched in amazement, as Tony rose momentarily and spread his ass cheeks with his hands, before sitting down hard again, squirming and shifting on the man’s face.Just like when the man swallowed Tony’s cum, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have my face enveloped in a man’s ass that way. And it got even harder to imagine when Tony moaned out loud, even though the man wouldn’t have been able to hear him, saying, “That’s it, motherfucker, suck my ass crack and tongue-fuck my asshole. You’re one nasty cocksucker, but that feels so fucking good. That’s it, boy, suck my fucking ass.”I know that I should have been disgusted by Bostancı Escort Bayan the things that man was doing with Tony, but somehow, it was turning me on. I had never had anything against gay men, but always wondered what it must be like for them to have sex with other men. But watching and hearing what was going on next door, I realized that it was just pure, raw sex, with each man fulfilling their perversions and fantasies in different ways. It was at that point I understood at least a little of what bisexual encounters were all about, and it didn’t need to entail hugging, kissing, or other manifestations of affection. Just two men, one enjoying his passion to dominate another man, and the other happy to be subservient to him.That man finally pushed up on Tony’s ass, giving him a signal that he wanted to get up. The look on his face was one of pure euphoria, as he looked submissively up at Tony’s face and then back down at his cock, before sucking it again. Tony just relaxed back in his chair, letting the other man casually suck his cock and balls, until about fifteen minutes later, Tony ejaculated into his mouth again. It was at that point, that I took myself over the edge, and had the biggest ejaculation I could remember.I was feeling a little subdued again after my orgasm, and seeing that the man had left, I decided to call it a night. But I remembered something Tony said to the guy earlier, about them having been talking. It had to have been online since I hadn’t heard him on the phone, and I was curious about what platform they were using to talk. So, I was planning to do something that I knew was wrong. With my computer skills, and having access to his unprotected network, I would be able to easily hack his computer and look at his email and other activity. I planned to come home early the next day, before he got home. I was hoping that he left his computer on all the time, so he wouldn’t be on it when I hacked him.The next day at work I was obsessed with what I had seen and heard the night before, and I couldn’t get the vision of that man having Tony’s cock and balls in his mouth, knowing that he not only swallowed two loads of cum, but he also sucked Tony’s asshole. I even felt embarrassed for myself, and somewhat perverted, because I found myself imagining that I was doing the same thing with Tony. It was hard to envision myself that way, after being heterosexual for my entire life.Once I got home, it only took a few minutes searching on Tony’s computer to find that he visited numerous porn websites, many of which catered to bisexual men. I even found his files where he had copied stories involving dominant men using submissive men for their pleasure. That was easy to understand, after hearing and seeing the way he used that man for his pleasure the prior evening. Then I found what I was really looking for.Tony is a member of the SilverDaddies website, which caters to mature men looking for hookups with other men. His profile message confirmed what I already knew about him being dominant. He has several photos posted, and his profile reads, “Italian Stallion in his mid-40s seeking other mature men with a hunger for my thick, meaty, uncircumcised, eight-inch cock and plum-sized low-hanging balls. You’ll love my thick foreskin and big cum loads. I won’t reciprocate but do expect you to follow my instructions. I’m also not into any huggy, kissy stuff, and just want your cock-sucking mouth to service me.”I had never heard of that website before, and I looked at dozens of other profiles, I learned that there were more men who wanted to suck cock, than those who wanted mutual oral sex, or just those like Tony, who wouldn’t reciprocate. So, I guessed that he was probably very popular with the cock suckers, especially since it seemed that it was hard to find married men who could host in their homes. Angie’s evening shift was perfect for Tony’s practice of having men to his home to suck his cock.It was excruciating waiting until after dinner, so I could go back to my den, to see what kind of action Tony would have that night. I didn’t have to wait for very long after I got to my den, since another man soon pulled up out front, and Tony brought him back to his den. Tony didn’t speak as harshly to that guy, and I got the feeling that he might be one of his regulars. I watched as they did everything I had seen the previous evening. When they were finished, after the guy sucked two loads out of Tony’s cock, the guy said, “Damn, Tony, you seem to be as horny as ever, and I love your big loads. Do you still need this pretty much every day, and are you successful finding all of the cock suckers you need on SilverDaddies?”Tony laughed and said, “Yeah, Frank, I do need to get off at least once a day, either into a warm, sucking mouth, or sometimes by hand when no one is available, or when Angie’s home. SilverDaddies doesn’t supply all my needs, so I sometimes use Craigslist. I’ve enjoyed having your steady, weekly visits. I could use more regulars like you. I’ve also had some luck with a couple of men from the neighborhood. Unfortunately, my very compliant, previous next-door neighbor just moved away. I haven’t had time to gauge whether the new guy has a hunger for cock. I’ll pursue it with him as soon as I can.”It’s hard to explain, but it got me aroused hearing that Tony intended to pursue me. At that point, I had no intentions of becoming his cock sucker, but I found him to be a compelling force of nature, with his aggressive, dominant manner, big cock, and high libido. I could hardly wait to see how he would approach it with me.That was Wednesday night, and the next day when I got home from work, Lindsay told me that we were invited over for a cookout with Tony and Angie on Saturday afternoon. That was a neighborly gesture and would be our first occasion spending any real time with them. I had to wonder, though, if that was Tony’s first salvo in trying to discern my receptiveness to him.I watched Tony again on both Thursday and Friday nights. He got sucked off by another man on Thursday but jerked off on Friday. I was getting more and more excited watching him sitting in that chair.We Escort Bostancı got along very well at the cookout, and I think that Lindsay and I genuinely liked and felt comfortable with our neighbors. The conversation was mostly about what we did for a living, where we came from, our kids, and general familiarity with the neighborhood. We were all drinking beer, and after my third one, Tony said, “Being from Minnesota, you must be quite a fisherman. We probably don’t have it as good here, but I like to hang my pole out and drop a line every now and then.”I didn’t miss his likely double entendre about ‘hang my pole out’, but I ignored that aspect of it and said, “I did quite a bit of fishing up on those beautiful Minnesota lakes, and it would be interesting to go fishing around here sometime. I just need to find out where the movers hid my fishing gear.”Tony smiled and said, “I’m happy to hear that. I’ve got a small fishing boat on a lake only about an hour or two from here, depending on the traffic, and I’d be happy to introduce you to Pennsylvania fishing. Hell, we can even go up there tomorrow, unless you have other plans. I’ve got plenty of fishing gear, so that shouldn’t be a problem.”I was a little nervous that he was moving so fast, but I was curious what it would be like being alone with him, and I agreed to go. Lindsay and I went back home at around 8:00 pm that evening, since Tony and I would be getting up very early on Sunday. I watched for Tony to go to his den on Saturday night, but he didn’t show up. I had to wonder if it was because he had hopes of enticing me on Sunday, and he wanted to save himself for his new conquest. We left early on Sunday morning, and with little traffic, we were on the lake before dawn. We talked about fishing for the first half hour of our drive, and then he carefully changed the subject to sex, which is not all that unusual when men get together without their wives around. He first brought it up, saying, “I probably don’t know you well enough to bring this up, but I’m just curious. Lindsay seems to be such a nice and outgoing lady, but I was wondering if you’re having some of the same problems as I’m having with Angie?”I really didn’t know what he was talking about, and asked, “What do you mean by problems? I think that Lindsay and I have a good marriage.”Tony laughed and said, “Don’t get me wrong, Angie and I get along fine in almost every way. It’s just that as we got into our forties, she hasn’t been that excited about taking care of me in the bedroom. Hell, I don’t know, maybe that’s normal for women. But I, well, I, uh, you know, I still have my needs.”I knew full well how he was taking care of his needs, but I didn’t want to say that I knew anything about any of that. I just kept my response as general as I could, not trying to help him in his approach to me, and answered, “Well, yeah, I think I’ve noticed a little less excitement on her part at times, but nothing I would call unusual.”That’s probably not what he wanted or expected to hear, and he seemed a little uncomfortable as he pressed the question, asking, “Well, if you don’t mind me asking, what do you do during those times when Lindsay isn’t very receptive in bed? Do you take care of it yourself, or what?”We were pulling into the fish camp entrance at that point, and I didn’t want to embarrass him by calling him out for being so brash, and I didn’t want to admit to masturbating either, at least at that point. So, I responded in a way that let him off the hook, with only a little chiding, while at the same time probably making it seem like I had a lower libido and providing my own double entendre. I laughed and replied, “Wow, Tony, that’s a pretty ‘meaty’ question for this early in the morning and considering that I’ve only known you for a week. But to answer, I’ve never felt like I needed to take care of things when Lindsay isn’t in the mood.”My answer seemed to satisfy Tony for the moment, and we took our gear, beer, and food down to his fifteen-foot, aluminum boat, that has a small outboard motor. We started drinking beer when we pulled away from the dock, as Tony said, “I’ve got a favorite fishing hole in a cove on the other side of the lake, and it will only take us about twenty minutes to get there. Just relax, drink up, and enjoy this beautiful dawn.” There were no other boats around when we got to the fishing hole. Tony explained the species of fish we were going to be trying to catch, and what he thought might be the differences in the types of lures and bait to be used. We didn’t have any luck catching fish, right up until it was approaching late-morning, a time when we would have even less luck catching fish. If Tony was like me, he was relaxed and a little woozy from the beers.We still had the cove to ourselves, and there were no homes in that section of the shoreline. Tony had just popped the top on his fourth beer, when he said, “Here, hold this for me, Dan. I need to unload a couple of those beers.”He handed me his beer and stood up in the boat. Then, like some guys do when they piss, instead of just unzipping and pulling his cock out, he unfastened his shorts and dropped them and his underwear down to his thighs. He also pulled up his shirt, and was standing unsteadily, half naked, only about two feet from me on my left side and turned partially my way. I couldn’t help but look at his thick, uncircumcised cock and big, low-hanging balls, as he gripped his shaft and shook it a little, before beginning to piss. His piss stream was forceful, and he swung his cock around a little with his left hand as he sprayed the water. He had been pissing for about half a minute when he lost his balance and stumbled my way and caught himself with his right hand on my shoulder, and his right knee on the side of the boat. As he continued to lean my way, I quickly put his beer in the can holder and wrapped my arm around his waist to steady him. In that position, his cock, which was still pissing, was less than a foot from my face, and I was looking right at it. Tony just laughed and said, “Oh fuck, Dan, thanks for catching me. Just continue holding me so I can finish, without making a mess in the boat.”It really felt strange holding him that way. My arm was around the bare skin at the top of his ass and waist, and I was leaning down close to his cock. I was close enough to smell the musky odor of his hairy crotch, and even the aroma of his urine. He finally finished pissing and got his footing to stand up.