Helping the Neighbor - Phil's Story

Note to Reader: This story series depicts the transformation of a straight married man into a bi curious cock sucking sub. It contains elements of submissive, reluctant behavior. If you find this offensive, please choose another story. Though it is categorized as First Time, since the main character experiences many firsts, it begins with Loving Wife and Voyeurism themes as his transformation begins. If you choose to read on, please enjoy.

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Looking back, I tried to recall the events that lead to this. I wondered when the first seeds of this nearly uncontrollable desire were sewn. Just minutes ago, I ran into my old neighbor on the jogging path. He moved to the other side of the development shortly after his wife died, two and a half years ago. I hadn't heard from him in nearly two years, and I thought it would be great to catch up. Now, something like thirty minutes after our chance meeting, I was staring at his hard-on, trying to stop myself from kneeling between his spread legs and sucking my first cock.

The story began a little over five years ago when Darius and Latasha moved in just down the street.

Moving day:

We saw the moving van on a Saturday morning after our run and wondered who the new neighbors might be. We live in an average neighborhood in a small city outside of Atlanta.

We fell in love with the town when I travelled there on business. It was a well-planned community with lots of green spaces, laid out with a series of asphalt paths, large enough for golf carts, great for walking, running or biking. It was close to the action but green enough to give a small-town country feel. It was well integrated and a perfect place to raise kids.

We had moved in Just four months earlier after we got married. Remembering the craziness of moving into a new house, we decided to introduce ourselves and offer our assistance.

The only two people, not wearing moving company jumpsuits was a young black couple. Both wore, skintight, Jeans and T shirts and both extremely attractive and fit. They saw us approaching and stepped through the chaos of movers to greet us.

He reached out his hand to me, but his eyes looked to my wife briefly, before turning to me. "High I'm Darius Reeves and this is my Wife Latasha." His grip was firm and confident and as I would soon discover so was his personality.

He was just about my height at 6' 1" and Latisha was also tall, 5' 10" compared to Nats at 5' 4". "Good to meet you neighbors. I'm Phil Templer and this is my wife, Natalie. Welcome to the neighborhood. We live right over there. We just wanted to greet to you and let you know we are here if you need anything. We've been here about four months now and are more than happy to help if you have questions about the area. If you're anything like us, there will be a hundred little things you didn't think of moving to a new place. Where are you from?" I asked thinking I was beginning to ramble.

Nats and Latasha shook hands and smiled. Latasha gripped Nats' hand with both hands warmly. We soon found out that was her personality.

"We're from Chicago and we just transferred for my Job. I'm a Regional Director of Marketing for Home Depot." Darius Smiled.

They really were an attractive couple. She was tall thin and shapely, her hair long and pony tailed reaching her mid back. It was thick and I couldn't help but imagine it was quite gorgeous when she let it down. Her jeans were tight, highlighting her long legs beautifully and the tight, bright red, Bulls T stretched over her full C-cup breasts.

"So, you'll be closer to the Headquarters then?" I responded knowing Home Depot was based in Atlanta.

"Yes sir. It opens up a world of advancement potential." He turned to Natalie, seemed to look her up and down, and quickly back to me. I felt a tinge of resentment at his roving eyes but realized I was not half as subtle ogling Latasha.

Besides Nats was hard not to stare at. She had shoulder length red hair and a sexy curvy shape. She played soccer her whole life and still did in a rec league. Her ass was firm and round and her legs slightly thick and muscular but incredibly attractive. Her face, at least in my eyes, mesmerizingly beautiful. Great cheek bones and narrow nose with rounded tip and bright stunning green eyes. I call her my little fireball.

As we talked, I noticed one of the movers blatantly staring at Latasha's ass as he carried one end of a sofa. Just then, another mover asked them about which room a floor lamp should go. Latasha turned to talk, and my eyes were uncontrollably drawn to her ass in those jeans. I immediately knew why he stared. It was the perfect shape, painted into those jeans. A one in a million ass. The jeans pulled up between her cheeks and separated them at the bottom into two perfect little globes. The triangle formed between her buns and thigh gap, begged for a finger, a nose or a cock to be inserted.

Not to elaborate too much on Latisha's as butt, however it became a closet obsession of mine. I had always loved black women's asses. Firm and round big and squeezable. Hers was not the stereo type though. It was small, barely wider than her mid-section, but oh so tight and perfectly shaped. I have always been a butt man and as Latisha and Nats became friends I would never tire of seeing them together from behind. Nats' ass was amazing also. It was wide relative to her body, beautifully round, and full. To this day my hands gravitates to it every time we are alone and she's within reach.

Where was I...

I replied to Darius, "So in Five years when you are running Home Depot, I can say I knew him when."

He replied sternly, "Five? We're talking three tops."

His expression was serious and as I looked at him, thinking how to respond, he smiled knowing he had me going.

"No desire to run the place. VP of Market is a goal in five years. There are twenty-two marketing VP at HD. What do you do Phil?"

"VP of appliance marketing for Lowes." I replied. "I was just promoted last week."

Darius looked at me wide eyed and I immediately lost my straight face and laughed. "Actually, I'm an Engineering Manager at a small manufacturer here in town. Nothing so important as a Director at Home Depot." I smiled sensing he appreciated my humor and probably more so, my stroking of his ego.

Nats spoke up next. "What do you do Latasha?"

"I'm a regional manager for Forever 21. I was fortunate enough, there was an opening here and could make the transfer. I start in ten days, so it works out perfectly to free me up to get the house set up. They'd have had Darius working today if they could, but he starts Monday. What about you Natalie?" She asked warmly.

"I'm a dental assistant here in town. If you need a good dentist..."

"Actually, we will. I'll have to get the information from you, thanks."

"I know how hectic it is moving in to a new place. Please, have dinner with us tonight, I always cook too much for the two of us." Natalie said smiling.

"We don't want to impose, and we have a lot of unpacking to do..."

"But you need to eat, I'm making meat loaf and it serves an army. It would be very casual, you can come over, eat and head back as soon as you like. We just went through it and know your pain. It would be faster than a drive through and you'll get a home cooked meal. If you're vegetarian I will have lots of veggies. Please join us." She flashed her smile and batted her eyes.

"We are definitely carnivores," replied Latasha. "What do you think Honey?"

Darius looked a little uncomfortable, so, I chimed in. "We really would like it if you joined us, and we won't keep you. Please let us lighten the load a little for you today."

"Well, thank you. It does sound good. What time?"

"It should be ready around Six. I'll keep it warm and whenever you get to a breaking point come on over and we'll eat then." Nats said warmly.

I noticed Darius locked into Nats' eyes. The intense green had that affect.

"Thanks again Mrs. Templer, for the invitation." Said Darius.

"Call me Natalie, please." She replied looking at them both.

"In the meantime, can we help unload or anything? We are free today." I offered.

"Thanks, but HD is covering the cost for the movers to completely unload everything. We really should get back inside and direct them." Said Darius looking toward the front door.

"Yeah, it's like herding cats. There's so many of them and they're in every room. We should get in. Looking forward to dinner. Thank you." She said as they quickly walked inside.

I could not help watching her globes clench and relax as she walked with a sexy confident hip sway. When I thought, I was going to get busted for staring, I quickly looked at Nats, only to see she was also staring.

"Damn, why can't I have that body?" Sighed Natalie

"I laughed. Is there something I should know Baby?"

"Don't pretend you didn't notice Phillip 'Ass Man' Templer"!" She said feigning anger.

"Not at all dear, trust me. Look at him. They're like the black Ken and Barbie." I said nodding in Darius' direction. He was carrying something in from their car. Though he was my height he probably had me by more than twenty-five pounds, and it was all muscle.

"Don't you worry Baby; I wouldn't trade this hot little booty for anyone. You can trust me on that." I said, slapping her bubble butt. I knew when she referred to me as Phillip, things were serious, and I needed to suck up a little.

I loved how candid Nats could be with me about other women. We had only been married for five months, and on our Honeymoon, in Cancun, she would actually point out some the top-notch ladies in thongs, knowing I'm an 'Ass-Man'. She would joke, that if she had that ass, she'd show it off too. By the end of the trip, I was an official superhero and future Avenger, Ass-Man! Nats was my side kick and secret weapon, Asstigirl. She energizes me with just a touch of her ass.

Asstigirl was a testament to the lack of female superheroes. I concocted the name after Elastigirl from the Incredible, who also had a hot ass. Needless to say, 'Ass-Man' was the only nickname to survive the trip.

I was not so free at pointing out good looking men to Nats during the honeymoon, but I did appreciate her candor in letting me know she did notice them. There were quite a few muscle heads in speedo's she joked about with me.

As we walked in the door and into the living room, she said, " I hope we can be friends with them, but I'm not sure we're pretty enough."

I grabbed her and backed her against the arm of the sofa, bent down nose to nose with her. "You are definitely, pretty enough. The bad news, for you, is I married up. I'm the one pulling down the average here." I kissed her "You are definitely pretty enough," I kissed her again. "Sexy enough," another kiss and gripped her ass. "Firm enough!"

We began to kiss in earnest as my hands roamed her tight buns. She had on soccer shorts and my fingers quickly slid inside them feeling that naked ass. Nats has the smoothest softest skin I've ever felt.

My mind went back to the first time I touched her thigh. For some perspective, we were just sitting on the couch watching TV. We just started dating and she was wearing, what else? Soccer shorts. I placed a hand on her thigh and caressed her softly. It felt like heaven. I remember my whole body tingled and my cock stiffed almost instantly.

That was the moment I realized I was hopelessly addicted to her. This was our third date, and I was raised a gentleman, so I just sat there caressing her, back and forth with my fingertips for the duration of "The Mocking Jay - part 2". My cock was stiff the whole time. Four months later I asked her to marry me.

Sorry, Nat's gets me off track sometimes. I fondled her ass as we kissed with the back of her thighs pressed to the arm of the sofa. I thought about leaning her back and fucking her on the sofa, but 'Ass-Man' took over.

"May I please kiss that beautiful ass Mrs. Templer?" I asked smiling and pressing my stiff six-incher against her belly.

"Does Ass-Man need a recharge?" she asked with a sexy smile. "Anything for you Sweetheart."

"Thank you, Mam. Your service to your fellow man will be duly noted." I replied and dropped to my knees. I had those shorts and pink panties off in an instant and spun her around.

Kneeling before her gorgeous ass I leaned my upper body back to get a look at all of it in its glory. "God, I love your ass Natalie," I sighed, as I caressed both of her silky buns. She once told me how sexy it was when we made love, that I only referred to her as Natalie with a masculine serious tone.

I began to knead them and plant kisses on them. Her red bush seemed to glow in the sunlight, as it peeked out between her thighs just beyond her glistening pussy lips. My fingers slid into her thigh gap separating her labia slightly. "Mrs. Templer you are very wet already; did Barbie and Ken get you excited?"

I would have expected a joke or witty response, but instead, she remained silent and bent further over the arm of sofa, spreading her legs a bit wider. My boner stiffened quickly, as I slid two fingers into her oozing wetness.

Turned on as I was, I felt my first tinge of jealousy toward Darius, wondering if he were the cause of her obvious excitement. Non the less, I would savor the treasure Natalie was offering.

"Oh, Phil" she moaned as my fingers slid inside her. She rocked her hips slowly as I kissed those warm glistening buns. The salty taste and the scent of her sweat and sex together brought my cock to steely stiffness.

"Would you please place your hands on the cushions Ms. Templer I will need a full charge today mam." I said in my best Ass-Man voice.

Nats leaned down and spread her legs wide, while I continued fingering her. My barrage of kisses continued, along with some playful nibbling, while I worked my own shorts and underwear down with one hand.

I began to knead her ass cheek with my left hand while I fingered her harder with my right. She rolled her hips, so sexily fucking my fingers, I thought I could cum just watching. Then, as I squeezed, her buns spread and I saw her tight pink little sphincter. I can't quite explain what happened, but it caught my gaze and I could not look away.

I was fingering her fast and hard and her moans were louder and louder. My cock throbbed, as she seemed to be as excited as I'd ever seen her. She bent over and spread wide letting me have my way. I squeezed her left cheek harder, spreading and closing her ass crack as her juices flooded my hand.

"Oh, Phil Baby!" she shouted and began a string of high-pitched screeching moans.

Suddenly without thinking I pulled her ass open and shoved my face between her buns with my tongue flat against her asshole. I had never done that before and had no Idea how she might react.

She gasped and her moans transformed into a rhythmic, panting, howl. Then she yelled, "Oh fuck Phil!" before resuming her howls of pleasure.

My cock felt like it would pop, but the feel of her silky cheeks on my face seemed like heaven. I had never seen her so intensely excited, and my own reaction was surprising. The tastes and smells, now combined with the warm silky ass cheeks cradling my face, while my tongue massaged her wrinkled sphincter, sent me into a lustful frenzy.

I shoved my tongue tip against her bunghole, as my fingers relentlessly fucked her soaked pussy. Her screams grew louder as my tongue wiggled in.

"Oh, fuck! Eat, my, ass, Ass-Man!" She yelled and I wasn't sure if her feet lost traction or if she purposely let them come off the floor and fell face first to the sofa cushion. I momentarily lost contact and raised my head to make sure she was ok. My fingers kept pounding and she quickly yelled. "Please!"

I noticed a slight red hue to the light hitting her ass but paid no mind as I plunged my tongue back in. I rolled my tongue and forced it inside her, while my right hand finger fucked her. Her pussy juices spread over my face from my probing fingers rubbing against my chin as I pushed my tongue in deeper. To this day I can't recall such a rush of complete bliss.

Nats had talked dirty at times but never so graphic and I nearly came on the spot as she continued. "Tongue Fuck me, Phil! Oh Fuck, I'm gonna cum! Eat my fucking asshole!"

I was trembling with lust. My wife was like a full-on porn star, but this was real! She never yelled like this in the bedroom and there we were on a Saturday morning in the living room screaming loud enough to for the world to hear.

"I love you Ass-Man!" She yelled, before her body jerked, legs sprawling as she came hard. "Tongue my ass, Baby!"

My tongue was rolled like a cannoli probing her tight little asshole as her body convulsed uncontrollably. My pointer and middle finger pounded her cunt as my ring finger rubbed her clit, playing her to perfection. I am not bragging, she told me the next morning she could not believe how I made her feel that day.

As her orgasm passed, I pulled out, gripped her ass cheeks and spread her wide, licking her slowly, from clit to asshole. As I repeated that procedure several times she moaned and regained her composure.

"Holy shit Phil what did you do to me, I've never..." I licked again pressing harder." Oh God, you Ah!"

"I Love you, so much," I said between licks. "My cock is so hard right now."

She planted her feet back on the floor and pushed her face up off the cushion. "Then put that hot meat inside me Ass-Man. Damn do I owe you one. I want to feel that hot steel inside me right here and right now!"

I had died on gone to heaven. My naked wife bent over the couch ordering me to fuck the hell out of her, an order I would happily follow. As I stood up, out of the corner of my eye, I glance Latasha at the door watching through the side window next to the door. I knew it from the flash of red from her T-shirt. the dark skin and nice tits, as she spun sideway to get out of sight.

To this day, I'm not sure exactly why I did it, but I turned back to Nats' Exposed pussy and stepped up to do as she commanded. Knowing Latasha might be watching was icing on the best cake of my life. As I rubbed my stiff dick head up and down Nats' steaming hot cunt I saw the red hue appear again and realized she was watching.

"Holy Shit! Is that Ass-Man or Ironman fucking me right now? Put that hot steel in my cunt and fuck me hard, Please!"

"I'm not sure what I've done to deserve this but thank you Ms. Templer. I'm gonna need to plug in for a full charge today." Said Ass-Man

"Fuck me now Phillip!" She yelled and shook her ass.

I could not believe this fantasy come true. Nats had never talked anything like this before. I thought the Reeves got her a little turned on, but this was fantasy land. And knowing that a gloriously tall, beautiful, black woman was watching, was too good to pass up. I didn't care what her motivation was, I was going to enjoy it while it lasted.

As I shoved it slowly in, I thought to myself, "fuck I'm gonna cum!" Then I focused my mind on the fact I had an audience I needed to impress. I pictured my wife's grandmother bent over the couch and that killed the desire to cum.

"It is Ironman! Fuck that's so fucking hard, pound that big steel cock in me! Yes!" she yelled as I slammed it in.

There was no doubt Latasha could hear every word, so I took it to the next level. "Do you like that Ms. Temper?" My hips rocked slowly out, and I slammed it back in.

"Yes, fuck me like you mean it, You're so big and hard!" She wailed.

I never felt so manly in my life. I think it was one of those times my cock was so hard for long enough to become a bit numb. I pounded her hard, slapping my thighs against her ass cheeks. Watching them vibrate from the impact was amazing. Feeling in complete control, I did another first.

I wet my thumb with my mouth and pressed it against her asshole, also still wet from my mouth and tongue. I pressed it against her tight bunghole, and she pushed it into her ass. "Oh, Yes, fuck me with your thumb in my ass! You bad boy!"