My latest drawing...

 A long time ago, I met my neighbor, I liked him, but how could I tell him? However, one evening he rang my doorbell and asked me for a little salt. It's the kind of thing that's easy to forget at the supermarket. I invited him for coffee while I prepared him a small Tupperware with the requested ingredient.

He accepted the drink with a little cream. I sat down opposite him. After a few exchanges of small talk, he asked me if I lived alone. I answered in the affirmative and explained to him that my military friend had gone on a mission abroad.

"You are in a relationship ?"

The question made me uncomfortable. By answering him, I admitted my homosexuality.

“Yes, we have lived together for two years.”

“Is he gone for long?”

“Several months,” I replied.

I felt his foot touch mine...

“Are you faithful to him?”

I felt my face redden.

I couldn't find the words to answer him. Should I take his words as an indiscretion or a proposition?

He reached out and stroked my fingertips.

I felt my cock harden.

He withdrew his hand and I saw it disappear under the table. He ran his tongue over her parted lips.

He picked up his coffee cup and with a clumsy gesture spilled coffee on his crotch.

I rushed into the kitchen to grab a cloth to wipe the coffee off his pants.

When I came back to him, he had taken his cock out of his fly. It was huge and curvy.

Before I could react, he had grabbed my visible package in my bulging pants.

“I want you” he said to me.

He unbuttoned my pants and started sucking me!

I was standing and he slid to the floor and knelt down to swallow my cock all the way to the back of his throat.

I wouldn't last long before cumming.

“Follow me,” I picked him up and took his hand to go to my room.

He kissed me next to the bed and began to undress me.

Once naked, he pushed me onto the bed and undressed too.

He started sucking me again. The neighbor was talented!

Do you know what happened next?

You can imagine it, I think.

We spent the night fucking each other in the ass.

I will admit to you that when my man went on a mission, my neighbor came back to ask me for salt very often. He put some salt back into my life...