I got myself dressed and headed downstairs with a bounce in my step. Chris was asleep so I headed out to see Mr Jenkins.
I stood over the other side of the short fence and watched him do his tai chi patiently. He seemed so focused and I wanted to give him his space and time, even though my stomach was grumbling. And that bulge was making my mouth water.
Mr Jenkins finished his exercise and then looked up and spotted me watching him. "Good morning little one." He smiled cheerily, waving me over.
I felt my nub harder instantly.
"Can I come over and help you out Mr Jenkins?" I asked jumping over the fence.
"I'm sure I can manage that my little dicked neighbour. Breakfast time is it?" He chuckled already lossening his tied baggy trousers.
"Yes sir, if you don't mind?" I asked reaching him and preparing to kneel.
"Mind, young man? It would be my pleasure." I was kneeling before him no looking up expectantly. "Get to it though boy, these big old balls ain't gonna empty themselves are they. I'm thinking they're prime for some good quality cum for you."
I reached up and pulled his trousers downwards, his old frail legs shook a little in the cold morning air, but it didn't stop his mammoth cock from inflating under my touch. God his cock was magnificent. I stroked it from base to head a couple of times before taking him in. Mmm god the pre tasted amazing.
His hands stroked my hair. "Good boy, I'm glad I could provide such a polite small-dick with his morning meal." I mmmd around his cock as I began to take it deeper. Fuck it felt so good as it slide further down, I was at his base already, damn I really was a natural.
"Thats a good little dicklet, take your old neighbours cum, fill you right up. This old fat cock loves your tight little throat. Mmmm"
The word dicklet had pushed me over the edge and I squirted myself there and then, moaning I felt his cock swell up again and start to feed me. Fuck it was so good to feel.
I heard a ding behind me and the local paperboy pulled up on his bike.
"Good morning Mr Jenkins, see you're starting the day right." He watched me swallow his load and slowly pull off.
I looked up and smiled warmly at the visitor. He must have been 15, tall, slim but toned, a light tan on his skin but blonde hair on his calves. And he had a big bulge resting on the large-dick pad on his bike seat.
Catching his breath, "My neighbour's son has just come into his small-dick status and been working hard for his breakfast Jesse. Fancy a try, he's very good." I was being offered around as a favour, and I kind of liked it.
"I'm running behind today Mr Jenkins, but damn that offer is too sweet to pass up." Before I knew it he had walked up and unbuckled his belt and let his cock free. It was about 13 inches, not as big as Mr Jenkins but more than enough, and he had huge balls. I began to get my second helping of the day while they ignored me chatting about their day. I happily carried on, doing my duty.
Jesse came with forced into my mouth mostly, I swallowed every drop, feeling it fill me up. He patted me on the head and thanked me before resuming his day.
I thanked Mr Jenkins before adding "Same time tomorrow sir?"
"Good little dicklet." He smiled at me heading back inside. I did the same, wishing I'd not just cum a second time, now I had to change.