After the work was done, he was pleased with the results. He invited me to sit and have a cold one with him. His wife had gone out shopping for the afternoon. He said he had to take a leak and when he came out and tossed me a cold Bud I noticed he had changed into a very brief pair of white running shorts. As we downed the beer, he stood at the railing while I sat in one of the deck chairs. The shorts he had on had no lining and his cock and balls were clearly visible. On top of that the shorts were so brief that I could see the head of his dick, pouting out the end of his thick foreskin, and balls the size of walnuts hanging even lower in plain view. We talked sports and work and occasionally, he would idly rearrange his package, tugging at his dick and lifting it away from his sweaty balls. I tried to follow the conversation. I could tell that this kid knew exactly what he was doing and exactly what he was showing.
He asked if I had time for another and went back in to grab a couple. In a few minutes, he came out with a small cooler with a few beers in it. As he handed me another beer, I almost gasped. He must have gone in and stroked himself a few times because his foreskin was fully pulled back and his semi-hard cock was sticking about three inches past the hem of his shorts and slightly tenting the front of them. He pretended not to notice my stare as I took in the thick fat head with about a half inch pouting cock-slit which was wet with precum. I took my beer and took a big swig then changed subjects to movies I had seen. Jeff jumped up and perched his ass on the deck railing, making sure that his half hard cock fell completely out of the shorts. Now as I tried to converse I felt my eyes barely leaving the sight of his thickened cockmeat. Jeff casually talked as he lifted one of his feet up, saying he thought he had a splinter from the deck. His crotch was at eye level with my chair and the action fully opened the legs of the shorts, giving me a clear view of the hairy trail leading behind his balls to his spread ass cheeks. I inhaled deeply and was rewarded with the sweet smell of his sweaty asshole, totally intoxicating and filling me with the need to dive in and eat his sweet butt.
By now I was almost shaking. A part of me wanted to reach out, grab his cock and offer to suck him off. But I had no idea of his sexuality and was afraid to jeopardize my good neighbor status. He eventually rested his feet on a small stool in front of him as he reached in the cooler and grabbed another cold one. We continued to talk about the neighborhood as Jeff continued his display. He stretched his arms out behind him, exposing his sweaty hairy armpits, then looked down at his legs and rubbed the tight muscles in his thighs. As I talked about the cost of the homes and prospects for resell, his hand settled right over the thick meaty shaft of his long cock. He looked straight in my eyes as if nothing was unusual as his hand peeled the sweaty foreskin back from his dickhead and he slowly hunched his hip in barely perceptible movements, but large enough to slowly fuck his tight fist. When I gathered the courage to look down again, his slit was oozing cocksnot all over his muscled thigh, and his dick was fully hard. For God's sake, the guy was basically jerking off right in front of me.
I know most of you think you'd just dive in and ask if he wanted to fuck or something. I guess for me I was afraid he'd stop and put it away and I really liked what was happening. It was one of the most exciting things I had ever experienced. It seemed like it was the showing off that was everything to him so I just kept talking while I didn't even pretend not to stare at his JO show. Probably the most exciting part to me was when he quit rubbing his cock, pulled his white shorts back over as much of the raging hardon as he could cover, then brought his cum covered hand up under his nose and took a big whiff of his own dick odor. I noticed he glanced down at my crotch as my own hardon had soaked through my khaki shorts and left a wet spot. He smiled as he changed the subject to NASCAR. It seemed his show was over as he stood up, stretched, and looked at his deck handiwork. Just then, Celia drove up and I excused myself, not wanting to have to explain my shorts to her. I went up to my bedroom and with only about 4 strokes spewed a massive load of cum all over the bedspread.
After that day, I think Jeff knew he had ready and willing prey for his exhibitionistic tendencies. Our neighborhood is very conservative, but the deck and his backyard were almost entirely shielded from view from anywhere but my yard and the upstairs windows of my neighbors. As time went on, he'd invite me over just for a beer without a guise of needing help. He didn't expose himself everytime but often he did, much like our first encounter. He had a lot of skimpy clothes which provided plenty of opportunity for full exposure but still gave him the sense of being dressed. He also would use any excuse to provide me with a view of himself and his wife. She was a small woman and a couple of drinks would leave her very uninhibited so that Jeff could persuade her to play on the deck. I wondered if my other neighbors ever checked out the action on the deck. One evening I remember well, Celia had been sunning in another barely there string bikini when Jeff came home from an afternoon at the track with his buddies. He had already stripped down to only a pair of workout shorts and brought out a couple of rum and Cokes. As he sat by her on the lounge chair and she downed her drink he was lightly rubbing her stomach and nibbling on her neck. As I watched, he slipped his hand down the front of her bikini and began to finger her moist cunt as the two began to kiss passionately. Jeff repositioned her, as he straddled the lounge chair with her legs wrapped around his waist facing him. He grabbed the cheeks of her ass and moved the thin material to the side, catching it under his fingers on one side. I was treated to an incredible view as she arched her back slightly and he worked his fingers deeper spreading her until her tight pink pussy was totally open and exposed from the rear. As she became more and more excited, she began to grind her wet twat against the hard pole tenting his shorts, pussy and dick separated by only thin nylon.
I couldn't believe it was happening in the open as he slid her bikini bottom down her shapely legs leaving her bottom bare to my eyes. With a quick movement, he slid his shorts to the side and his fully hard 8 inch cock popped out. His strong hands continued to grip her ass as she pushed her round tits against his chest and the two continued to kiss wildly. His cock was nestled along her asscrack and I watched as he humped it slowly and sensuously between the melon globes of her tight ass. By now, she had both knees on either side of his hips, and by raising her hips up he slid her hot pussy down, embedding his thick cock fully in her throbbing cunt. I couldn't believe they were fucking right out in the open! Jeff's biceps bulged as he lifted his wife's lithe body easily in the air until only the bulging head of his cock was embedded in her flesh, then he moaned as he slowly lowered the hot flesh of her tight hole down, relishing the feel of her cuntlips massaging his thick rod on the way down.
By now Celia was so lost in lust and clouded by the alcohol that she had no inhibitions about being so fully exposed. She began to quietly moan as she began to ride Jeff's hard uncut cock, several times lifting completely off so that I saw his leaking piss slit and hot wet cockhead before she plunged her lover's incredibly thick dick balls deep in her slit. As she poised her steamy cunt over Jeff's massive rod, their combined juices dripped from her gaping hole and trickled down the shaft, wetting his nuts with nasty fuckjuice. It was a hot evening and Jeff's balls were hanging low enough to lay across the lounge chair, but swinging heavily when he thrust up with his pelvis trying to drive his cock more fully into his hot wife. Several times, I saw him look over his shoulder, making sure I was taking in the sight of his wild outdoor fuck. He unhooked Celia's bra and was massaging her huge tits as he mercilessly thrust his hard meat as deep as he could with his powerful ass muscles. Suddenly he leaned forward and pushed Celia onto her back, with his dick still balls deep inside her. He supported his weight on his arms and his shoulder muscles bulged as he began to really fuck his wife. All I could hear from her was panting as he thrust his large fucktool into her stretched wide pussy at all angles. He had his eyes fixed on my steady gaze as he made a final deep thrust then pulled his cock out just as streams of thick milky cum shot in enormous spurts and covered his wife's breasts and face. Her head by now was hanging off the end of the lounger and her eyes were closed, and I swear he smiled directly at me as he began to tongue his hot cum off her firm tits. He even scooped a handful that had landed in the middle of her chest and let the thick liquid trickle out of his partially closed fist onto his tongue. Finally he collapsed on her outstretched, spent body.
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