message and started lunging that glorious organ in and out of my mouth, pressing his dense bush against my sweating face. I sucked his cock and felt up his rock-hard glutes while he moved his cock in and out to the beat of the dance music that was playing way too loud.

It suddenly occurred to me that my neighbors could come over to ask me to politely ask me to turn it down. They had done so before, and the side gate was unlocked. Wouldn’t that freak them out? Normally, if I thought something exciting was going to happen in the backyard, I locked the gate, but it had never occurred to me that Mitch and I would take interest in each other, much less that he would start riding my face in the backyard, in the middle of the afternoon!

He kissed me and played with my chest while I finished myself off. The nervousness and the intensity caused me to ejaculate quickly. While Mitch certainly didn’t seem nervous, our combined actions also got him there fairly quickly, and he pulled out in time to shoot off onto the cement.

He kissed me and picked up my empty cup. After coming back from refilling it, he kissed me again then handed me the cup. The coldness of the iced drink shocked my hand, after touching his hot skin. In fact, sweat covered both our bodies.

“I should have reminded you that the gate’s unlocked,” I told him, touching his now-flaccid organ. It was still rather large, with semen already drying on its fat knob, forming a crusty white glaze.

“I locked it,” he said.

My eyes widened. “Were you already planning to skinny dip when you got here?”

“No, but that sounds like a good idea, after you finish your drink.”

“But you were planning what just happened?”

“Oh, yeah, for a long time.”

“Really?” I asked. “I never noticed. I thought we were just friends.”

“So did I, but I kept hoping we could have something more.”

We talked for a while, sitting together in my lounge chair, while I finished my drink. Then we jumped into the pool, still naked.

Swimming together and splashing each other, we realized how much attraction we had always enjoyed, along with the friendship. At the deep end, Mitch pushed me up against the side of the pool and began kissing me again, his gentle fingers supporting the back of my neck while our lips pressed together. I could feel our cocks stirring against each other.

“Why don’t I help you up?” Mitch asked.

Before I could ask what he meant, he lifted me up by the waist and sat me down on the warm, wet ceramic tiles that surrounded the pool. And speaking of surrounding, my thighs surrounded his face. He smiled up at me then gave me something to smile about by exploring my testes with his tongue while exploring my chest with his hands.

I gasped and trembled from the pleasure he gave me, and for the way he caressed my body so lovingly, so passionately. My dick wasn’t nearly as big as Mitch’s, which embarrassed me on some level, but he couldn’t have cared less about size and gave it the same attention I gave his. It soon disappeared into his warm mouth, and looked up at the sunny sky, not believing the unexpected, erotic,