My New Neighbor’s Part 2

Part 2

Please read Part 1 of My New Neighbors in order to make sense of this story. Thank you.

Reaching for Benny’s 14 year old dick with my right hand, and still occasionally wiping remaining soap and water running into my eyes with my left, he stepped forward and embraced me as if his life depended on it. He hugged my naked body with a passion I have never know before…his grip was so tight, I had to ask, “is everything ok ?” to which I got the reply, “better than ever now”. Not knowing at that time the “Benny story”…

Benny Story Side note:

A few months after I had met Benny, a knock came on my door. Remember…I am naked 98% of the time I am home ….so I look out the window on the second floor, and see a girl at the door…I throw on some pants (no underwear) and am struggling to put on a T-Shirt while going down to the door. While still straightening out my T-shirt, I opened it to find a nice girl about 22 years old from the neighborhood, who was there because she and Benny had been speaking, and he had evidently told her about our relationship….not our sexual relationship (thank god !!), but, that he enjoyed being with me, and how he had such respect for me, etc… (I hate talking about myself….let’s just say he was very happy….and not just sexually). Anyway…This girl, Jeannie, used to baby sit for Benny when he was younger, and told me of his life, which cleared up the overzealous “hugging” he gave with such gusto in the shower….part of the conversation went like this:
Jeannie: …and anyway, I just wanted to meet you because you have made such a remarkable impact on Bennies life. I mean…what a change in him ! I was soooo worried that he would never get over the fact of his father’s death !”.

Tommy: “whooo….I didn’t know anything about his father….in fact, now that I think about it, I never even asked about his family. Does he have any brothers or sisters ?”

Jeannie: “no, no brothers or sisters….just he and his mother, and I think he has a grandmother nearby, but his mother doesn’t like to have her around for some reason. His mother is ….well….not an alcoholic, but she drinks a lot when she comes in from work. Benny has told me stories….they are NOT good ! She seems to have no time for Benny, in fact, he thinks he would be better off if they weren’t together.”

Tommy: As I am on the verge of tears for the kid, I said, “now I feel AWEFUL knowing this ! How did his father die ? “

Jeannie: “he was in a terrible car accident. I think Benny was about 8 at that time. He really took it bad, and even now, at age 14, he still is not the kid I knew before his father died.” Well….anyway, like I said, Benny speaks very highly of you and you seem to have made a big change in his life….and at the same time, I am asking you to be careful and don’t do anything to hurt him. I think his feelings are still screwed up.”

Tommy: “I understand, and now that I know that, I will be especially careful not to hurt his feelings…damn, that’s a lot of pressure on me !” Benny’s a great kid and I am lucky to know him…thanks for telling me about his feelings for me…I don’t know what to say !”

We spoke about the neighborhood while she drank her coke…she told me some “gossip” about other families in the area…some were funny…others were slightly disturbing…about a half hour passed and she said she had to go, but would enjoy meeting with me again sometime.

Now that she has gone, and I am walking upstairs removing my clothes again ;p … I am thinking about Benny and what he has had to go through growing up without a father, and an alcoholic mother who for some reason didn’t seem to care for him…and I don’t know how to feel…I am crossed between angered and disgusted. My only thought is to try to be there for Benny as much as possible…whatever it takes.

Back to the real story…So, here in the shower…Benny, my surprise 14 year old visitor….hugging me like I have only been hugged by my parents…I can feel the love pouring out of the contact…not sexual love…just an “I’m glad to be with you” type of love….a comforting love….and as we break the embrace…Benny steps back and grabs my ever hardening dick, and begins to stroke me….not wanting to be outdone…I grab his ridged flagpole of a cock, which now is SO hard…it is like holding an aluminum baseball bat !!!

Benny’s cock is about 6” long when hard, and is so hard, can hold a bath towel hanging on it without bending an inch !