offer. I then went home and jacked off to thoughts of him sucking my dick.

My wife decided that beef and mashed potatoes would be an excellent dinner to welcome a new neighbor. I personally thought tacos would have been a superior choice, but I’m not much of a cook if I’m much of anything, so I let her cook her beef and potatoes. I jacked off to thoughts of Stewie again during my after-work shower. I thought it was a good way to wind down. I was starting to get a little nervous because I was afraid that I would get a boner when he was around, and that was the last thing I wanted my wife and kids to see.

He arrived at the house around seven. He greeted my family and we all sat down at the dinner table. The usual mindless dinner conversation ensued, but I did learn that he used to play soccer in college, and that he moved here for a job. Everything else he said was a blur because I was too busy staring at him and imagining how good it would feel if he pounded my ass. My wife would look over occasionally and smile at me.

“Could you please pass the mashed potatoes?” he said to me. We were sitting next to each other, and they were just out of his reach.

“Surely,” I responded. He thanked me and then it all started. He put down the bowl and moved his hand over to my knee and began rubbing it. I coughed a little, but just sat there and let him continue on with what he was doing. I mean, I had no control over his life, right?

He started massaging the boner that I had developed. It was difficult for me to concentrate on whatever it was that my wife was discussing, so I stared down at my plate of food. Stewie kept up in the conversation with my wife as if nothing were happening. I closed my eyes and felt the rush of pleasure enter my shaft. My cock felt better than it had…well, ever. His smooth hands wrapped perfectly around my shaft and began to stroke it. Luckily our dinner table was very high, otherwise someone else there might have noticed the incredible treat that I was receiving. Just before I felt the stream of cum start to exit my dick, he stopped what he was doing and turned to ask me if I could help him hang a large mirror in his bedroom that night. I think that I heard my wife mention that it would be very neighborly of me, but I was nearly comatose from the intense titillation of Stewie’s masterful hand. It took me a while to respond, but I eventually agreed eagerly.

We wasted absolutely no time once he got me back to his empty house. Once the door shut, I unbuttoned his pants and slid my hand past the band of his underwear. I grabbed a handful of his growing cock and squeezed. He threw his head back and groaned in his little high-pitched voice. I started kissing and sucking on his neck as he got bigger and bigger, almost more than my small hands could handle. I pulled his pants and underwear completely off