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Peter couldn't believe his luck. He had just turned 18 and moved into his own place, right next door to the hottest guy in the neighborhood. Ian was in his early thirties, with jet black hair, piercing blue eyes, and a body to die for. Peter had fantasized about him ever since he first laid eyes on him, but he never thought he would have a chance with him.

One summer afternoon, Peter was lounging in his backyard when he heard a strange noise coming from near the fence. It sounded like moaning. He crept closer to investigate and peeked over the fence. What he saw took his breath away. Ian was fucking his wife doggy style, her face buried in a pillow as he pounded into her from behind. Peter couldn't tear his eyes away as Ian's hips snapped forward, driving his thick cock deep into her wet pussy.

Just as Ian was about to cum, he looked up and saw Peter watching him. For a moment, Peter thought he was busted, but then Ian gave him a wicked smile and kept fucking his wife. Peter's cock throbbed in his shorts as he watched Ian take her roughly, his balls slapping against her ass with every thrust.

The next day, Ian cornered Peter in his garage. "I know what you saw yesterday," he said, his voice low and husky. "And I know you've been jerking off to the thought of me fucking you like I fuck my wife."

Peter's face burned with shame and desire as Ian stepped closer to him. "I've been watching you too," Ian continued. "I've seen the way you look at me, the way you check me out when you think I'm not looking. And you know what? I like it."

Peter's heart raced as Ian reached out and stroked his cheek. "You're a cute little slut, just like my wife," Ian said, his voice dripping with lust. "And I'm going to fuck you like I fuck her."

Before Peter could protest, Ian grabbed him and pushed him up against the wall. He ground his hips against Peter's, his hard cock pressing into Peter's through their clothes. "You want this, don't you?" Ian whispered in his ear. "You want me to fuck you like I fuck her."

Peter moaned as Ian's hands roamed over his body, squeezing his ass and tweaking his nipples. Ian's fingers found the button on Peter's shorts and undid it, then pulled down his zipper. Peter's cock sprang free, hard and aching.

Ian dropped to his knees in front of Peter and took his cock in his mouth. Peter gasped as Ian sucked him deep, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. Ian's fingers found Peter's balls and rolled them gently, sending waves of pleasure through Peter's body.

Peter couldn't believe what was happening. Here he was, getting sucked off by his hot older neighbor, and it was even better than he had imagined. Ian's mouth was hot and wet, his lips sliding up and down Peter's shaft as he sucked him deeper and deeper.

Just when Peter thought he was going to cum, Ian pulled off and stood up. He grabbed Peter's hips and spun him around, then pushed him down so he was on all fours. Peter's cock throbbed as he felt Ian's fingers tracing the crack of his ass, then probing his hole.

"You're so tight," Ian murmured, his fingers sinking deeper into Peter's ass. "I can't wait to fuck you."

Peter moaned as Ian positioned himself behind him, his cock pressing against Peter's hole. Ian grabbed Peter's hips and pulled him back, driving his cock deep into Peter's ass. Peter cried out as Ian filled him up, his cock stretching Peter's tight hole.

Ian started fucking him roughly, his hips snapping forward as he drove his cock deep into Peter's ass. Peter moaned as Ian's cock hit his prostate, sending waves of pleasure through his body.

Ian reached around and grabbed Peter's cock, milking it in time with his thrusts. Peter's orgasm built quickly, his balls tightening as Ian's fingers worked his cock.

"Cum for me, you little slut," Ian growled, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "Cum all over my hand."

Peter couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud cry, he came, his cock spurting hot jets of cum all over Ian's hand. Ian kept fucking him, his cock sliding in and out of Peter's ass as he milked every last drop of cum from Peter's cock.

Finally, Ian pulled out and cummed, his hot load filling Peter's ass. Peter collapsed onto the floor, spent and satisfied.

Ian looked down at him and grinned. "I knew you'd be a good little slut," he said. "We're going to have a lot of fun together."

And with that, he turned and walked out of the garage, leaving Peter lying there, his ass still tingling from the fucking he had just received.

Peter couldn't wait for their next encounter. He was hooked, and he knew it. He was Ian's little slut, and he loved every minute of it.