THE GOOD NEIGHBOUR

 Come September this year, would make it 3 years since I moved to Lagos. Believe it or not, it was my first time in the city, and it's fast pace took me aback. I got a one-bedroom in a block of flats, and on the first day of my viewing the property was when I saw my neighbor (who for the sake of this story, I will call Simon).

Simon was about my age. He's light-skinned and has a fleshy body and a gently protruding gut. He was also good-looking and his ass was everything a bubble butt ought to be. We exchanged greetings and when I eventually moved in, we just got along pretty quickly.

From the look of things, it was obvious he was into fraud or something shady because he was always home and his finances were either very high or extremely low. There were no in-between. Some days, he would knock on my door to ask for food.. and other days, he is inviting me to club with him as he spent money recklessly as if it was something old-fashioned.

One thing I admire about Simon is that he is intelligent and quite reliable. If he gives you his word, he keeps it to the "T". He had a girlfriend called Tracy who always visited him. She would occasionally bring large containers of food for him and whenever she did, he was sure to invite me for a feast.

We became like brothers. We shared everything and would even leave our house and car keys with each other without thinking twice. Also, we loved to smoke weed and drink on the weekends while playing FIFA soccer on PlayStation.

One day, he jokingly asked why I didn't have a girlfriend, and why no female came to visit me. Because I am confident in myself, I told him point blank I wasn't cut out for women. I ensured my voice was firm for him to know I was not going to allow any disrespect because, this is my private business. 

He searched my eyes briefly and understood exactly what I meant.

"we are cool bro" was his reply and he joked about how he should have known seeing that I was a "fine boy". (We both laughed).

From that day, he started teasing me at every opportunity. Not openly of course. Sometimes, he would catch me staring at a guy, and when our eyes meet, he would wear a massive grin on his face and call me a bad boy.

There was a time when we were at his flat eating and his girlfriend asked me after my own girlfriend. In the course of asking, she jokingly made a statement that insinuated that I was gay. Immediately, Simon came to my defense and warned her sternly to stop assuming nonsense just because I wasn't a womanizer. He said when it came to men, women were never satisfied and were always looking for problems when there were none.

They got into a heated gender debate and after their argument died down, I messaged him on WhatsApp thanking him for having my back. He replied saying that he doesn't want to have my back (insinuating anal sex). I laughed and told him I was happy to have his back if that was the case. Because his girlfriend was now engrossed in a movie, he was fighting hard not to draw any attention to himself by laughing loudly.

 

"but how do you guys do it though?.." he asked.

 

I told him to pay me for the theory class and volunteer himself for practical and he bursted out laughing.

Now, this got his girlfriend's attention and she asked what was the matter. He quickly said the lady in the movie had a funny hairdo and he was right. The lady in the movie she was watching, did have a funny hairstyle.

Once her attention was back to the movie, he typed -"that was close. I for don buy wahala. You know how women are with suspecting everything. FBI no near this my babe".

I chuckled silently. 

I briefly told him about how rimming relaxes the hole and lubricant makes the penetration easier.

"that your big dick will just wound someone's son" he replied.

I asked him how come he knew I had a big dick and he reminded me of the many times he had seen me in underwear.

"so you dey spy my penis?"

In that moment, he looked at me and gave me a finger.

"don't worry I am going to fuck you" I typed and that made him scream. When his girlfriend asked him what was the matter again, he said he thought an ant had bitten him. As he was pretending to look for it, I stood up, said goodnight and left for my flat.

When I got to my apartment, I thought our sleazy chats had ended but little did I know it was just the beginning.

Simon and I chatted for close to 3 hours. And from the way the chat was going, it was obvious he wanted to get butt fucked. For starters, he has always been curious about getting pegged. He confessed to usually wanking to videos of trans women butt fucking men and even though this information got me super horny, I knew better not to no pressure him; but instead, take the best approach which was to allow him to take things at his own pace when he is most comfortable. 

From that day, even when I avoided gay topics, Simon would ALWAYS bring it up. He was now curious over my visitors, and which of them I was having sex with. Sometimes, when he sees I have a guest, he would knock on my door and ask for something irrelevant while trying to peep to see who the person was. He was so nosey and if I dare say-jealous. 

As time went on, Simon changed. He started exposing his big ass by sagging and would wear colourful underwear whenever he came to my house.

 Anytime I complimented his bouncy bubble butt, he would joke and say he hopes i wasn't trying to r@pe him. There was always a nervous streak in his voice that made it obvious he wanted something but wasn't brave enough to say. So, I decided to take things a bit further. I started tapping and grabbing his ass and this always led to mock wrestle. He would laugh hysterically as we struggled and 9 times out of 10, I will over power him and press his soft bum-bum real- good.

I am not sure if he was just allowing me win the fight, but one thing I know for a fact is that he enjoyed it. Why? Because he would get hard. In fact, we both would get very erect and majority of the time, our penis will press on each other. Most times, I would manoeuvre him to his stomach and  hump on his back..and whenever I did, he would ease his struggle. On few occasions, he would playfully grab my thick 8.7 inches dick real-hard and ask me to beg him (which I did of course).

Everything was done playfully but we knew exactly where we were heading because he kept coming to my house with his voluptuous ass hanging while he sagged. 

One day, he showed up at my place with his succulent ass hanging out. This time, he had pulled down his underwear to expose more ass flesh and his crack was visible. I was transfixed. Seeing I was starring, he called me a pevert (jokingly of course), and I called him a whore. We threw jabs at each other and in the course of our jesting, he told me to own up the fact that I wanted to fuck his ass. I retorted by telling him I didn't want my dick painted with poop. Thinking he would respond with an insult, I was definitely not prepared when he said he had  cleaned up by using the gents and even showered. 

I guess he too didn't expect his response because he clearly was shocked. 

Even when he quickly changed the topic by asking if I had some weed, it was evident that he had sealed the deal by coming full circle.

I got us some weed and as he rolled us a nice blunt, I bolted the door shut, drew the blinds, played some cool music and walked behind him. I was wearing a loose fitted trouser with no underwear so, my penis was proper dangling. 

"Is it enough?" I asked as I leaned over his shoulder with my dick pressed right inbetween his ass crack. He smelt good.

"It is" he replied quietly. 

But as he squeezed and released his ass muscles on my dick, that was all "THE SIGNAL" I needed.

I slowly put my hands under this big shirt and felt his stomach and feather touched my way up to his nipples. As I did, I felt his muscles stiffened and then, when I planted a kiss on his neck, they relaxed. I raised his shirt and started tonguing his smooth back as I slowly made my way down to his ass. 

Now squatting, I pulled down his underwear and shorts and was face to face with the most beautifully fresh bubble butt ever. As I parted his plum ass cheeks, I took a sniff and yes, he was right. He'd cleaned up because I could still smell the freshness of soap mixed with body spray. I first tickled his man hole with the flicker of the tip of my tongue before munching it gently. 

As I came out for air after burying my face deep inbetween his fat cheeks, I was met with the smell of weed. 

Simon offered me the blunt. I took a long drag, give it back to him, took in a generous amount of inhale and puffed the rest right on his hole before diving back into business. 

The taste of weed on his hole was divine. I pulled his ass cheek apart aggressively as I ate, sucked and chewed his hole without regard. I could hear him moan "fuck" repeatedly as I devoured his man pussy with relish. I rimmed him forever and by the time I slid one finger inside his hole, it went in smoothly. 

I got out of my clothes and helped him get out of his (as the gentleman I am). 

Now facing me, I went for his nipples and did the same mouth justice I had rendered to his sorely rimmed hole. By the time I took his dick in my mouth, he was already gasping and talking rubbish. 

With my finger still inside his gripping hole, I sucked his dick expertly as well as his dangling balls.

We moved to my bed and I grabbed my lube. 

When I joined him in bed, he served me weed and I took it. To my delight, he pulled my face into his and we started kissing passionately. The taste of his tongue mixed with the weed was amazing and I could not break away from it. While kissing, my hands were busy lubricating my dick and fingering his hole simultaneously. 

By the time I began to penetrate, the daze of the weed started taking effect on me and I could tell it was the same for him because I heard him encourage me to continue and not stop . It felt like I was floating in space as I felt the tightness of his virgin cunt squeeze my turgid penis which was determined to break through. Eventually, I triumphed. I was balls deep inside Simons juicy yellow nyash and it felt heavenly  

Seeing i had fully invaded his virgin hole, Simon went into a frenzy. He kissed me like he was possessed and opened his legs very wide (which made my dick adjust deeper into his hole).

"Faster...harder...fuck me harder...fuck me". He begged. And who was I not to obey?

I positioned myself and placed one of his legs on my shoulder and went to work. 

To say I smashed him in an understatement. 

I bashed and pounded his hole like he stole something.

"Slap me..slap me' he begged.

I struck his face almost instantly and to my surprise, he smiled and said "harder". I slapped him several times and went rough on him while choking him (not too hard of course) and bro was loving it.

To my surprise, he spat on my face and this swelled a devilish anger inside of me. Now, I wanted to punish him. I spat back at his face repeatedly, ask him to open his mouth (which he did) and I spat inside. I slapped him hard repeatedly as I fucked him with aggression. 

He started wanking his dick furiously as he moaned- "oh yes" repeatedly before ejaculating all over his stomach. In my 30something years of living, I have never experience such intense pleasure and before I knew what was happening, I followed suit immediately after him. I fiercely pumped gallons of my milk deep inside him and the electrifying sensation shook my soul.

I kissed him with all my heart as my penis deflated inside his spunk soaked hole. 

We ate and he left for his flat.

Everything went on as normal and there was no sign of animosity from him. 

Simon visited me as usual but this time, his pants were pulled up. But about a month later, he came to my flat with his ass hanging out. Obviously, he wanted some dick and I was ever ready. I fucked him him from the kitchen, to the parlour, to my reading desk, and we ended up in the bathroom. 

Once again, it was rough and full of manhandling. To my surprise, while we fucked, Simon told me to urinate inside his hole and fuck him, and it was such a bizarre but tantalising experience. 

I have noticed a rift between him and his girlfriend but it has nothing to do with me. She has been quite over demanding lately and has been talking marriage (which Simon isn't ready for). 

Anyways, we are still fucking and each time we have sex, there's always something new he wants to try. Recently, he's started wanting me to cum on his face and mouth (he's now swallowing my cum), and it surprising how very normal he goes about it. 

He's such a good neighbour. 

Written by

Ndifreke O.