After that it was some what foggy, I was being helped into the basement door. Harry fumbling with my pants and shirts, I felt a bunt pain in my anal a...ea and an uncomfortable felling to my thighs...then blackness. My mind cleared as I understood what had happen the bastard had d**gged me and was now taking advantage of my u*********s body. My arms were laying out to my sides, I reached up and gripped his biceps and tried to speak. The pain soared through my body as my nerves began to return to. ..he assumed they were when he kept hearing fucking sounds coming from next door...he was so adorable when he wanted to try and make more noise than them when we fucked. I obliged and faked huge orgasms. I still can't believe he never pieced together that we were never fucking at the same time as the neighbors because obviously I was the neighbor wailing as I got railed and to him he just always thought I was at the resort gym or getting the newspaper from the front desk. But once we got home. Yes I responded, saying I could be ready in a hour or so. I wanted to get my ass nice and clean for a serious fucking and needed some time to do it, already my cock was growing hard with anticipation. He informed me that he didn't have too much time and could only come over right away. I told him I didn't have time to get cleaned up but we could do another quick blow job. He agreed to that and said he would be oven in ten minuets. Before long I saw him parking across the street and walking up. He moaned ever slowly, but loudly too. I had to revel in the pleasure of making him feel so good again.I let my lips thrust very calmly as well and didn't brush his cock with them too hard either. He never had a blow job before, so all bets were off on what his limits were exactly. Nevertheless, that only made me want to find out that much more.That didn't make me cocky, though I kept it light for him to begin with and surely wanted to do more as time went on as well. I gave him what I did to.