It was difficult for me to walk up the path to my home due to the stiff erection that was pressing against me in my pants. I had been like it all day at school. Whenever I thought I had got a rest bite from it my young cock would expand again into uncomfortable stiffness and it was all due to my elderly neighbour Mr Jackson

The previous evening he had done something to me in his shed that was far more interesting than a maths or history lesson and I had been thinking about it all day. I didnt think I was gay and Mr Jackson was a elderly man and ugly at that

Even so the idea that someone wanted to do things to me. Naughty things that before yesterday I could only dream about alone in bed at night was strangly horny. And if that person was a old man then so be it

I could feel my cheeks burning hot as I walked down the side of the house. My cock stiff as it could get. The dampness of my pre cum against my skin. My heart was thumping wondering, or if I was honest hoping if Mr Jackson was waiting by the fence for me

I was disappointed when I reached the back door to see no sign of him in his garden as I fished out the set of keys I had. I went as slow as I could to unlock the kitchen door in the hope of attracting him but it was starting to look like a massive let down after hours of daydreaming at school. I turned the handle and was stepping in when I suddenly heard him call out

“Hello Jonathan. Had a good day at school?” His bald crown and ruddy fat face peeking over the top of the fence

I turned with my hand still on the door handle and smiled back. I wondered if my face looked as red as it felt as I answered back

“Yes thanks Mr Jackson”

“Your mother home yet?”

“No. Shes back around half four” I answered with a shy smile

I didnt know why I told him this. Well I did. I wanted him to know how long I had on my own and he answered with a nod. We stood there in awkward silence for a few seconds not knowing what to say to each other. My shyness not giving me the confidence to make a move so I ended up stepping into the kitchen

I was angry with myself. All day I had wanted him there waiting for me and all I ended up doing was saying hello. I chucked my school bag on the floor in frustration and stood there thinking what to do next. I went to the sink and looked out of the window and over are back garden. I could see Mr Jacksons head still looking over the fence towards the house

My heart was thumping in my chest and I wondered if he could see me. He must do because I could always see mum at the sink when I was outside in the garden. I tried to think of some kind of sign to give him. I went to a cupboard and got a glass and filled it with water from the tap and took a large gulp of water and smiled to him which he returned

I stood at the sink as I finished the glass before filling it again. I really was at a loss at what to do. It was clear he wasnt going to move but also unsure himself. I placed the glass of water on the table and went to the back door and turned the handle letting the door open just a jar and left it at that and sat down on one of the four chairs that surrounded the dining table

I decided to wait five minutes. After which I would close the door and go upstairs to my bedroom and relieve myself. My cock was achingly hard now and I was getting desperate. My pants felt wet through with pre cum

I sipped at the glass of water and turned around and looked up at the clock and watched the second hand tick as I counted the minutes. As the first minute came and went the quite tap on the door made me jump and I spun round in my chair. Mr Jackson pushed the door open and stepped in smiling. In his hand he held a white envelope

“Jonathan. You forgot to take the seeds I saved for your mother yesterday” He said placing them on the table

“Oh. Thank you Mr Jackson” I replied looking from the packet before turning up to his face

I realised I couldnt get up. I was so hard it would be embarrassing. He smiled and sat on the edge of the table and folded his arms. His large thigh just inches from my own arm that rested on the surface. I couldnt help but run my gaze over the crotch of his trousers. He was sporting a massive bulge and was clearly hard and didnt bother to hide it from me

“So. You had a good day at school then. Did you think about what happened yesterday?” He asked looking down

I gave a little nod which he answered also with a small nod before continuing

“Me to Jonathan. In fact its all ive been thinking about all day” He said chuckling

I relaxed a little and laughed with him. I must be bright as a beetroot I thought as I decided to be honest

“I havent thought of nothing else ... in fact ive been...”

“Horny?” He finished the sentence for me which I answered with a nod. He chuckled again

“Its ok so have I. Ive been so hard all day thinking about your cock and how it spunked all over you and my hand. In fact Im hard now. What about you. Are you hard now Jonathan?”

I looked down at his bulge before looking back up and nodded

“Yes. Very hard ... I can see you are Mr Jackson”

I felt silly saying it but he smiled kindly back

“Would you like to see it Jonathan? Its ok if you said no”

I looked at his bulge and bit my lip as I thought about it. I was going to answer but decided to act instead and reached out and place my hand on the bulge. It must of suprised Mr Jackson and he gave a low groan as I rubbed the palm of my hand slowly back and forth over his lump. Feeling the heat and contours on his impressive member through the material

“Oh Jonathan”

He unfolded his arms and placed his hands on the table behind him and leaned back slightly giving me better access. I took my time as I traced the outline of his erection. Circling a fingertip along the edge of his impressive bellend getting a mental image of it in my head.

His cock laid long and stiff against his thigh stretching at the material “Its massive” I whispered judging its scale against my small hand

“Its massive because your making it Jonathan! Fuck your really horny ... dont tease boy. Get it out and you can see how big you have made me. Ahhh shit ... I havent cum since you left my shed”

I shifted to the edge of my chair and placed both hands on his crotch. His belly hung low but without a belt I managed to push my fingers under to unbutton the trousers and work my slender fingers down. Tugging on the zip to open the crotch. His pants held his erection still so curling my fingers around the top of the elastic I pulled them down and in doing so his thick veiny cock sprung into view along with a musky aroma drawing a gasp from him as well as me

It was at least three inches bigger than my young 5 inch cock. The shaft thick with grey pubes at the base. His bellend was swollen and engorged and slick with pre cum. The foreskin pulled back tight with his excitment