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The Boys Next Door, Part Two
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
BOYS NEXT DOOR II
I got the film started on the VCR and the popcorn in the Microwave. Rob
was sitting on the sofa and I on a lazy boy recliner. The movie was in the
introductory stage which meant all the characters still had their clothes on.
"Do they both fuck her?" he wanted to know.
"Of course."
"I mean at the same time," he explained.
I told him everybody would fuck everybody, and he seemed pleased by the
answer. I went after the popcorn, and when I got back, Rob patted the place
by him on the sofa and told me to sit by him so we could both reach the
popcorn. By then the movie was getting to a steamy session, and I could not
help but notice that Rob's dick was responding. Sitting beside him made it a
awkward to steal glances at his rise cock. I tried to see it every time I
reached for popcorn, and always caught me looking. When the guys started
messing with each other in the movie, he really started getting hot. His dick
was not large around, but it was a monster in length. Just the kind that
slips all the way down the throat with ease. Finally, I mentioned that he
really had a big dick. He stared at mine and said I did too.
I was just at the point of reaching for his dick when he asked if I had
seen that movie where the guy put his dick through the bottom of a popcorn cup
so that his girl got a feel of his dick when she went for popcorn. I had seen
the film. He said he always wanted to try that and did I have any large paper
cups. As a matter of fact, I had some large plastic drink cups that would
serve the purpose. I got one for him, and he pushed the bottom out, stuck his
dick in it and filled it with popcorn.
"Do you want someone to reach for the popcorn?" I asked willingly.
"No," he said with a wicked smile, and I was crestfallen until he added,
"I want someone to eat the popcorn."
I set a world record getting on my knees in front of him. I started
eating the popcorn from around his dick, but could not wait. I pulled off the
cup sending popcorn flying, and before the last piece hit the floor, his dick
was out of sight down my throat and his whole body was responding in ecstasy.
He draped him legs across my back and ran both hand through my hair. He
whispered that it was the first time he had ever had his entire dick in
someone's mouth. I gave it a few plunges to the hilt and then started licking
his balls. I asked if the girls couldn't take it all. After a pause, he told
me he had never gone all the way with a girl and then quickly asked that I not
tell his roommates he was a virgin. Just before going back to his dick, I
asked if anyone else had ever sucked him. He said only his best buddy in high
school. They used to do it after track practice.
I sucked a while longer before asking my next question. Was it mutual
with his buddy? He didn't answer. Instead, he stood up and gently pushed me
back on the carpet. He sat beside me and ran his hands over my chest and
stomach. Then he took hold of my dick, looked at it for a moment, and leaning
over, took it in his mouth. I almost cummed on the spot. He couldn't take it
all. I didn't expect him to, but he sure sucked dick better than Jeff. I
could tell he had had some experience. After a minute I pushed around so that
I could reach his dick, and we stretched out on the floor and got into a sixty
nine position. In no time he was pumping a hot load of salty cum down my
throat. I wondered if it was the cum or the popcorn that caused the salty
taste. Before I could shoot, he pulled away from my dick. I figured I had
missed my chance. But he told me he didn't want me to cum yet. He had other
plans. At that point I was more than willing for him to take charge, and take
charge he did.
"I gotta pissed," he said heading for the bathroom. "Don't do anything
until I get back."
I lay there with a stiff dick and listened to him pissing. Then I heard
him open my medicine cabinet and wondered what he was up to. Soon I saw him
coming down the hall with a tube of lubricant in one hand and a pack of
condoms in the other. "What are these for?" he asked with a sheepish grin.
When I told him they were play things, he said, "Maybe we ought to play with
them."
"Whatever you like," I said wondering if this was a dream.
"I like the way you suck," he said matter of factly, and sat down on my
chest and flopped his semi soft long dick in my face. I took it at once.
God, but I love sucking a soft dick after it has shot a load. But it was not
soft for long. With the encouragement of my tongue and lips, it regained its
stiffness. When it was fully hard, he began gently to face-fuck me pushing
his long narrow dick all the way down my throat. After a while he pulled it
out and laid it across my nose and between my eyes. I was lick its underside
as he moved up enough to lower his balls in my mouth.
"I love your mouth," he said in a husky voice of sexual excitement.
"What else do you like to suck?"
I figured that was an open invitation. I put my hands on his ass cheeks
and spread them open. When I felt his glory hole, I was surprised to find it
already lubricated.
"Want some of that?" he asked still in that husky voice of aroused
passion.
Without a word I pushed him off me and turned him over on his back, and
reached for a condom. As I was putting it on, he said he was not sure he
could take it all but that he would try. But I knew that his ass was mine,
all of it. When I was ready to mount him, he turned over on his stomach and
pushed his ass up in the air. It is not my favorite position, but I thought
maybe it would be fine for starters. When my dick touched his ass, he
stiffened up. I told him to relax as I pushed first one finger and then
another into his tight hole. "Go for it," he told me. I pressed my dick into
him an inch and then paused. He breathed heavily but said nothing. I figured
he was no virgin to ass fucking.
"Did your track buddy get some of this?" I asked pushing my dick in
another inch. He said yes and pushed back on my dick taking another inch.
After that I couldn't talk for the pure enjoyment of his ass. It seemed to
grabbed every part of my dick and suck it up into his beautiful body. On my
knees I was soon pounding my meat completely into his willing asshole, and he
was meeting my every thrust gladly. I had to slow down. I wanted it to last.
I pulled out and told him to follow me to the bedroom. As we were
walking down the hall, he said he had never been to bed with a man. He said
his buddy and he used to do it after school in the locker room, in the car, or
wherever they could find a private place. He got on the bed and again raised
his ass dog fashion. I told him I was going to show him a new way and turned
him over on his back. He looked puzzled until I raised his legs over my
shoulders. He made a little gasp as I pressed my hard cock completely up his
ass. Before he could say anything, I lowered my mouth on his and kissed him.
He didn't respond, and knowing the answer, I asked if his buddy and he ever
kissed. "No," he said, "but I think I like it." And with those words, he
pressed his mouth against mine. With my dick completely up his ass on one end
and my tongue down his throat on the other end, I was in bliss! In no time I
was unloading my cum in a fireworks orgasm. As I was shooting my last drops,
I grabbed his dick. He yelled that he was cumming, and just in time I lowered
my mouth onto its head and caught it. I had to know if it was the popcorn or
his cum that was so salty. It was the popcorn. This load of cum was
deliciously sweet.
We showered together and curled up and slept in each other's arms. Once
during the night I awoke and wondered about his roommates. One of them I had
been to bed with. Would each find out about the other? Would that cause a
problem? And what about Frank? What would we do about him? As it turned
out, they were questions that would answer themselves within the week. In the
mean time, I went back to sleep in the arms of a beautiful youth whom I had
truly made love to.
*******
After one weekend with Jeff and then several nights with Rob, suddenly I
had no one. They were busy with their college work and activities, and I had
my school work: grading high school themes, going to sports events, and trying
to act the role of a dedicated English teacher. After a few days, I was
really getting horny. I caught myself looking at one of the husky school
wrestlers and thinking of Jeff.
What was going on across the hall? After a few more days, I began to
think something was happening. Maybe Jeff and Rob suspected each other of
going to bed with me. Maybe in a weak moment they both confessed, and then
blamed it all on me. I could just hear them telling one another that I took
advantage of them in a moment of passion. Or I got them drunk or something.
Hell, the truth of the matter is that they both put the make on me. They had
figured me out and came on to me.
Friday at lunch I decided I had to make some kind of move. I would
invited the three over for drinks or to look at another fuck film. That
should do the trick. If they turned me down by making up some lame excuse,
then I would know the whole thing was over. I was so nervous that I gave my
classes free time for the rest of the day. I kept thinking how terrible it
would be having to live across the hall from three people with whom I had an
uncomfortable relationship. Damn it! I should have never gone to bed with
someone so close at home.
By four thirty I already had a couple of drinks and a slight buzz when I
heard someone enter the apartment across the hall. It was now or never. I
finished off my drink and went over and knocked on the door. Frank opened the
door and stood behind it until he saw it who it was. Then he threw wide the
door letting me see that he was half dressed. "I was about to get a shower,"
he said scratching his balls. When I said I would return later, he insisted I
come in and have a beer. "I've been lifting weights at the gym," he
explained. "Let me get a quick shower." He insisted I take my beer to his
bedroom and wait for him to finish.
In no time he was out of the bathroom with just a towel draped around his
muscular body. He took his time dressing. I think he enjoyed showing off his
stuff. And he had the stuff to show off! His dick was long even when soft,
and he had larger balls than either of his roommates.
I tried to make small talk while he took the towel and re-dried himself.
He gave special attention to rubbing his balls and dick thus causing it to
rise a little. It was hard to keep my eyes off that lovely piece of cut meat
swinging between his legs. I did not want him to catch me looking at his long
dong, and I could tell he kept trying to see if I was looking. After a while,
I thought, What the hell? He knows anyway. Why should I try to hide it?
When he finally put on his underpants, he did so right in front of the chair
where I was sitting. I was practically eye level and just a few feet from a
really great looking cock. Then he said he had put his underpants on
backwards and took them off to give me another view. By then we both were
into the game. His dick had a semi erection, but neither of us verbalized
what was going on. He just showed me his cock, and I looked.
During this dressing and exhibition scene, I managed to tell him why I
was there, namely to invite him and his roommates over for a drink and a movie
on the video that evening. When he asked with a wink what movie I had to
show, I told him innocently that I was planning to rent whatever movie they
wanted to see. He immediately suggested we look at another of my fuck films.
I said fine and told him to tell his roommates and be over around eight. As
he walked me to the door, he put his arms around my shoulder and gave me some
bullshit about being a good neighbor.
Back in my apartment, I chided myself for giving in to staring at Frank's
dick. It was true that he had me figured out, but I also had him figured
out. Frank was a homophobic of the worst kind. I was sure that if I ever
made a pass at him, he would scream his innocence in leading me on and most
probably do me violence. If nothing else, he was sure to brag to his
roommates that he had told them I was a faggot. I was going to have to keep
Frank at a distance. So what if he had a weight lifter's body, a big dick,
and lovely balls?
At exactly eight o'clock, there was a knock on the door. Before opening
it, I checked to make sure every thing was in order. Popcorn, beer, film in
the video. Everything was in order. I walked slowly to the door with happy
expectations of an evening with three beautiful youths. When I opened the
door, Frank stood there alone with a sheepish grin on his face. I invited him
in and asked if the others were on their way. He ignored my question and made
for he popcorn and beer. I waited for him to settle on the sofa before asking
again.
He explained that both Jeff and Rob had college activities to attend that
night. Then he said rather un-convincingly that he had forgot they would not
be home when he accepted my invitation. "Am I still invited?" he wanted to
know. I told him yes, and wondered how I was going to play his little game of
queer bating all evening.
"Let's look at a fuck film," he said going to the VHS. "Where do you
keep the good one?"
Before I could answer, he opened the cabinet beside the television and
was looking over my collection of porno films. He pulled one out and said,
"This looks interesting. I've never seen one of these. Can we look at it?"
To my shock I saw he had an all male film. "Anything you want," I said.
He slipped it in the VHS and turned on the television. The film showed
two college football players after practice. They were alone in the locker
room horsing around. Next they went to the shower together and played around
some more. I had seen it several times and kept worrying about what Frank
would say or do when the two got down to hard core action. The hell with it,
I thought. After all, he was the one who chose it.
As the two players were drying off, Frank said, "Hey, that reminds me of
getting dressed in front of you this afternoon."
"Yeah, but we didn't do what these two are about to do," I said trying to
warn him of the direction the film was going. Frank glanced at me with a grin
which I could not interpret.
"That one guy has a great...," Frank paused and then said, "..body."
"Not as great as yours," I said before thinking.
"I lift weights," said Frank. He's just an actor." His eyes were glued
the screen when to my surprise, he said, "And look at that big dick he's got."
"Not as big as yours," I said not caring this time.
"Oh, mine isn't so big," said Frank in a tone that admitted the lie. I
didn't say anything. I had gone as far as I dared. In silence we watched the
actors who continued to towel off as their dicks grew larger by the second.
"Do you really think so?" asked Frank, and then taking his eyes from the
film and toward me, he added, "That my dick is big?"
I assured him it was very big. He smiled and then looked back at the
film for a few minutes. By this time the two athletes had dropped their
towels and one had dropped to his knees and was sucking the other's cock.
"God, I haven't had a blow job in a long time," Frank said with heavy
breathing.
"Not since your girl was here last week," I made bold to say.
"Shit! She wouldn't suck dick. She didn't even want to fuck."
By now Frank was shamelessly rubbing his cock, and I could easily see it
was fully hard beneath his jeans.
"I thought sure she would have sucked you," I pressed.
"No, she said it was too big. Hell, I hate to go through life missing
blow jobs because it's too big," he said and without looking at me asked, "Do
you think it's too big to get sucked?"
"I don't really know since I haven't seen it," I spoke hardly able to
breath.
"You mind having a look at it and letting me know what you think?" he
asked, unzipping his pants without waiting for me to answer. It was so hard,
he couldn't get it out, and I suggested he lower his pants which he quickly
did while walking over to stand in front of my chair. I almost fainted when I
saw the whole thing standing hard and long before my face.
"Well, what do you think? Is it too big for someone to suck?" he asked
practically pushing it into my face.
"Shall I try and see?" I asked.
"Go for it," he said, and without waiting grabbed my head and pushed my
mouth onto his throbbing dick.
What a dick to have pushed into your mouth! It was far too much to deep
throat, but it was sure as hell fun trying a few times. But I quickly gave up
that and went for putting a sucking on that huge cock head. I don't know when
I have had such a prick to suck on, and I really don't think I've ever had
anyone who apparently enjoyed it more. Frank was all motion. Not only was
his cock flying in and out of mouth as fast as I could take it, but he was
flexing his whole body. He would go up on his toes and them tighten his
stomach muscles. He would run his hands through my hair and then lean over
and rubbed my back, and with all this motion came a constant chatter of
encouragement. "Suck it, buddy, Oh please suck it. I need it. God! That
feels good. You're the best. Take all of my dick you want. It's yours,
baby."
His words alone about made me cum in my pants. I could feel juice
running out of my cock. About that time, he made a loud sound, and yelled,
"Jesus! I'm cummng. I'm really cumming!"
And cum he did. It was like a geyser erupting in my mouth. It had to be
the most cum I had ever had in my mouth -and out of my mouth. There was no
way I could take it all, but I manfully tried. When he finished shooting, he
did not pull away but left his softening dick in my mouth. As it grew
smaller, I was able to take more of it until finally I had it completely down
my throat. At this point Frank leaned down and playfully bit my ear and
whispered, "Thanks, buddy. That was great." And with these words, he pull
his dick from my mouth and throat and went back to the sofa.
I was bone hard and hot as hell, but I also knew that this would be a
critical time in dealing with Frank. I was wondering what his next action
would be. I was prepared for a guilt trip or one of those "I have never done
that before, but those films made me horny and I couldn't help my self." It's
the straight's ploy of putting the blame on the other person.
When he got to the sofa instead of pulling up his pants, he took them
completely off and asked if the door was locked. I told him that it was, and
he said that he was sorry he came so fast, but that he could easily go twice
if I was interesting. Was I interested! He stretched out nude on my sofa and
was the prettiest picture of male, masculine beautiful. "Come here," he told
me. I was there in a flash. "Did you get off?" he asked. When I told him
that I didn't, he said, "I like it when someone licks on me. Do you mind
doing that? I mean, you don't think that's weird or anything."
I assured him I didn't think it was weird, and in no time I was kneeling
at the sofa and lapping up on his muscular chest. I was going good on his
right nipple when I felt his hand rubbed against my dick. "Hey, you got a big
one, too," he said. "Let's have a look at it." I pulled out my dick which
was as hard as marble, and when I went back to sucking on his chest, I felt
his big hand wrapped around my cock. Next he started jerking it. That did
it. I raised up and told him I was cumming, and just before the first shots
fired, I lowered my face into his crotch and rubbed it in his pubic hair and
soft dick.
When calm and sanity returned to my thinking, I wondered how much a mess
I had made on the rug and sofa. I looked down, and he read my thoughts.
"No, problem," Frank said. "I caught it all in my hand."
And sure enough, I looked at that beautiful hand of his and found it full
of my milky cum. He raised it and rubbed it on my chest, and then silently
lifted it to my mouth and offered me a taste. I'm not one usually interested
in tasting my own cum, but I couldn't refuse the sweetness of the moment with
Frank.
As I touched my tongue to his hand, he winked and said, "I hope you like
the taste, because I'll have another load for you before the night is over.
And he was as good as his word. Next time we did in my bed.
Frank was not only good during sex but also afterwards. He was no bang,
bang thank you, man fucker. We lay abed and he told me all about himself. He
said he had been mean toward me, because he always considered homosexual
people weird. On his high school football team all the players talked about
what sissies the gays were, but strangely enough, it was while he was on the
football team that he started jerking off with his buddies. It was an off the
field event. Is always started with individual masturbation, but it usually
ended with mutual masturbation. Frank said he had jerked off and been jerked
off by almost everyone on his high school football team. Frank would never
consider sucking a dick, but since he and his football buddies had jerked each
other off, he never minded getting me off with his hand. Truth to tell, he
didn't have to do much. After sucking on him, I was ready to go in a second.
It took just a few shakes of that big hand to get me to the stars.
When I asked about why he had decided to change his attitude toward me,
he said it was due to the girl who had spent the weekend with him. He had
tried all weekend to get some head from her, but she refused. He decided then
that he was crazy to turned down a steady blow job so near home. "You are
going to be my steady cocksucker, aren't you?" Frank asked ruffling my hair.
I didn't say a word but slowly slipped between his legs and slipped his dick
into my mouth and closed my eyes as I felt his hand slip around my hardening
dick.
For next two years, the boys next door kept me in dick, and I kept them
out of cum. The four of us never did it together. In fact, I never admitted
to a one of them that I was sucking the other other two. I am sure the three
all know what was going on, but they preferred to play it cool. Oh, by the
way, which one turned out to be my very favorite? Which would you have
chosen? I never had to choose as I had them all three every week.
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