He continues on his path and he sees...

Trey walked down the sidewalk, the warm morning breeze rustling the trees and he had a smug grin on his face. The neighborhood was quiet, but he knew he was about to make it a lot more interesting.

A few blocks down, he spotted a nice brick house with a bright blue "For Sale" sign planted in the green grass. A couple was standing on the lawn, talking to a sharp-dressed Asian realtor holding a clipboard. The husband was a bald guy in a yellow polo shirt, and his wife was a pretty blonde in a gray cardigan, tight black top, and blue jeans.

Trey slowed his pace as he got closer, keeping his ears open.

"So, Kevin," the blonde wife was saying, looking around the street. "What kind of facilities does this neighborhood have? We want to make sure it's got everything we need before we make an offer."

The realtor, Kevin, gave a professional smile and says "Oh, this area has fantastic amenities! We have beautiful, safe parks just a short walk away, a very highly-rated local school, a great grocery store right around the corner, and…"

As Kevin was listing off the boring neighborhood features, Trey felt a spark of inspiration. He stared at the blonde wife, letting a devious smile creep onto his face. He focused his mind and made a silent wish.

I wish that as Kevin explains the amenities, the wife will be totally unsatisfied because, above everything else, she expects a neighborhood packed with young guys who have massive cocks. And I wish that her husband, Dave, and the realtor, Kevin, both think this is a completely normal, essential part of inspecting a neighborhood's utility value, and will fully support her testing it.

Almost instantly, the vibe on the lawn shifted.

Kevin finished his pitch. "...and a very active neighborhood watch program."

The wife, Brenda, let out a disappointed sigh, crossing her arms. "Yeah, yeah, parks and groceries. That's all fine. But what about the cocks? I heard this neighborhood has a ton of young guys walking around with absolutely massive cocks. I also saw some huge cocks in the brochure. Is that true?"

Kevin’s eyes lit up with professional excitement. "Oh, absolutely, Brenda! We have excellent inventory in that department as well! The local talent is top-tier." He looked up, scanned the street, and spotted Trey walking by. "Oh, look! There goes one right now! Excuse me, young man!"

Kevin waved Trey over. Trey smirked, playing along, and strolled onto the lawn.

Dave, the bald husband, nodded very seriously. "Yes, honey, we have to make sure the local utility is up to par. It's a huge financial investment. We can't buy a house here if the cocks aren't of high quality."

Brenda sized Trey up, her eyes running down his thin frame. "He looks pretty average, but you can't always judge a book by its cover. I need to test the local product to be sure before we sign any papers."

Kevin turned to Trey with a polite smile. "Trey, buddy, would you mind letting this lovely lady test your cock? It would really help close the deal on 421 Elm Street."

Trey shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets. "Sure, why not. Always happy to help out a new neighbor."

"Wonderful!" Kevin said, turning to unlock the front door of the house. "Follow me inside."

They walked into the empty house, their footsteps echoing on the hardwood floors. They headed straight to the spacious kitchen, which had shiny granite countertops and a clean tile floor.

Brenda didn't waste a single second. She stepped up to Trey and dropped straight to her knees. She reached out, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling his zipper down. She reached inside his boxers and pulled.

Trey's thick, eight-inch monster cock sprang free, fully hard and throbbing in the kitchen light.

Brenda’s eyes went wide, and she let out a low gasp. She began inspecting it, turning it slightly with her fingers as if she were analyzing a piece of fine art. "Oh my god... look at the girth on this. The vein definition is incredible. Heavy weight, perfect symmetry. Kevin, you weren't kidding. The neighborhood infrastructure here is outstanding."

"We pride ourselves on it," Kevin said proudly, standing by the kitchen counter next to Dave.

Brenda leaned in closer, her warm breath hitting Trey's sensitive skin. She opened her mouth wide and slid her lips over the head, taking him in.

Slurrrp. Squelch.

She sucked him hard, her tongue swirling around the crown of his dick before she started sliding her head up and down his shaft. She gave him a thorough, highly professional blowjob for about a minute and a half, making wet, sloppy noises as she got a feel for the quality. Trey stood there, his hands resting on her shoulders, enjoying the incredibly tight grip of her mouth.

Finally, she pulled her mouth off with a wet pop. "Excellent suction response. High-grade wood."

She stood up, kicked off her sandals, and quickly unbuttoned her jeans. She slid them down along with her black panties, stepping out of them to reveal her bare, smooth legs and a perky blonde ass. She got down on all fours on the cool kitchen floor, arching her back and presenting her wet pussy right to him.

"Alright, fuck me," Brenda ordered, looking back over her shoulder.

Trey stepped up behind her. He grabbed her hips, guiding his thick, slick head against her entrance. With one hard, deep thrust, he buried himself all the way inside her.

"Oh! Oh, god!" Brenda screamed, her voice echoing in the empty house. "Deep penetration depth! The power is incredible! Oh, fuck!"

Trey started to pound her, setting a hard, steady rhythm. His balls slammed against her thighs with a loud *clap, clap, clap* that filled the room. Brenda gripped the kitchen floor tiles, her head tossing back and forth as she assessed his performance with every moan.

"Oh, yes! Solid... solid! Ahhh! This... this is a five-star rating! I'm definitely... oh god, yes... we are definitely buying this house, Dave!"

Dave, who was standing in the kitchen doorway next to the realtor, nodded with deep satisfaction. "Outstanding performance, honey. Real quality. I'm glad we did our research."

Trey didn't hold back. He fucked her hard, pulling her hips back to meet every thrust, burying his monster cock as deep as it could go. Brenda was soaking wet, crying out in pure, lust-filled pleasure, completely convinced by the high-quality "amenity" Trey was providing.

After a few minutes of intense pounding, Trey felt the urge to blow. He pulled his cock out of her soaking wet pussy just in time, grabbing his shaft and stroking it quickly.

"Ohhh, fuck!" he groaned, as a massive torrent of thick, warm cum erupted from his dick, splashing all over Brenda's lower back and ass.

Brenda panted, looking over her shoulder at the white mess covering her skin. "Excellent finish. Outstanding volume. Highly satisfied."

She stood up, grabbed a paper towel from the roll on the counter, and wiped herself off quickly. She slid her panties and jeans back on, buttoning up with a satisfied smile.

She turned to Kevin, the realtor. "We'll take the house. Write up the papers right now."

Kevin beamed, clapping his hands together. "Fantastic! Another successful closing!"

Trey tucked himself back into his jeans and zipped up. As they were getting ready to head back outside, Trey looked at Brenda and made one final silent wish.

I wish Brenda will constantly brag to all her friends and family about the incredible quality of cocks in her new neighborhood, and she will constantly invite young adult guys over to get fucked, while Dave happily encourages it as a great way to network and make friends.

They walked out of the house and back onto the sunny lawn. Dave stepped up to Trey and shook his hand warmly. "Thanks for the demonstration, son. Really solidified our decision. We're looking forward to being your neighbors."

"Anytime," Trey said with a smirk. "Welcome to the neighborhood."

Trey turned and walked away down the sidewalk, leaving the couple to their bizarre new life. He checked his phone. It wasn't even noon yet. He had a whole town left to play with.