and made his way over to the dorm size refrigerator his dad kept in the garage. He bent over seductively and looked back over his shoulder at Mr. H who was blatantly staring at his ass unashamedly, but still expressionless. The teen reached in and pulled out a bottle of water. He opened it and took a big gulp. He was facing his neighbor. Next he raised the bottle above his own head and began pouring the cool liquid on himself.

Now his cut-off T was soaking wet and was easy to see through. The water continued to run down his tight, teen body to his bikini which it saturated causing the tight lycra material to cling to his thick manhood. Looking into Mr. H's eyes he shook his head rapidly from side to side to toss off the water. It splashed out and speckled the walls of the garage.

Now Adam, once again with his back to his neighbor, tossed his bottle into the recycle bin. Then, looking back over his shoulder teasingly, he pulled his bikini free from between their fleshy prison. But, it was a pointless act for as soon as he let go of the swimsuit it crept right back between his ample cheeks.

Next Adam began jogging in place. His huge hind end began bouncing up and down again. But, this time the pace was much faster. Once more, Mr. Hopkiss' head started to bob up and down in time with the movement of the hot teens bouncing booty.

Adam could feel the Velcro snaps on either side of his swim suit giving way. He knew it was just a matter of time before they gave way completely and his suit popped off in front of his neighbor. The sheer weight of his hefty ass was too much for the small Velcro snaps, not to mention his thick prick and heavy nut sack. He knew it would be any moment now.

Continuing to jog Adam turned to face Mr. H. so that when his bikini finally broke free he could get a good view of his bare, teen cock. No sooner had Adam turned to face Mr. H, it happened. The strain was too great for the skimpy swim garment. There was a loud RRRRIIIIPPPPPPP of Velcro giving way and the bikini not only fell free from Adam's toned body, but actually was propelled out into the driveway like a sling shot.

Adam feigned shock and surprise as his big dong flopped out, exposing his shaved balls and well-trimmed pubes, but he made no attempt to cover himself and just continued jogging in place. His meat was flopping up and down, slapping his tight stomach. Mr. H just sat quietly watching, taking it all in.

From inside the house Adam heard the phone ring, so continuing to jog he headed back into the house through the garage, his now completely bared ass exposed for Mr. H to watch every inch shake and ripple. Adam hadn't been gone more than two minutes but when he returned Mr. H was gone, and so was his bikini. It was no longer in the driveway.

Adam smiled to himself as he said, "I will have you yet, Mr. H." Still dressed in just his T-shirt and cross trainers, the youth shut the garage door and headed inside to plan his next move.