Date: Sun, 17 Mar 2002 17:06:41 -0700 From: Joseph Farrin Subject: APARTMENT NEXT DOOR - PART 3 THE APARTMENT NEXT DOOR - PART 3 On August 1st., Lucas had rang our door bell, introduced himself to my mom and told her he was wondering if I would be interested in helping him unload a small U-Haul trailer he had towed over behind his car, and, of course, he would pay me. She invited him in, asked if he had had breakfast to which he responded just a cup of coffee and a couple of doughnuts he had eaten in the car. Mom told him to go up to my bedroom, the one at the rear of the house, get me out of bed and she would fix breakfast for the both of us. He was standing right by the side of the bed and I still hadn't heard him. He put his mouth close to my ear and said: Wake up Stud. I opened my eyes and recognized him immediately. I had forgotten how handsome he was - short blonde hair, blue eyes, a dimpled chin and a large mouth. His chest filled out his T-shirt. He was wearing shorts and his legs were strong looking, and quite hairy. He pulled me out of bed. My dick was out of my underwear; he swatted my butt and said to go piss. When I got back to the room I reached to the floor for a pair of shorts, but he grabbled my arm and said: No so fast, Buddy. He put his arms around me and kissed me. Then, holding me, he took his dick out of his stuck it in my fly, sort of fucked me between my legs. You've had that guy down there horny ever since I saw you on the ladder, he has been wanting to play with your dick for a month now. God, Lucas you operate fast, don't you? I am inclined to do that when I really want someone. Do you object? No, I said, and put my arms around him. In fact, I like it. You have made it clear that we both had the same feelings the minute we met. And I was hoping it would turn out this way. After breakfast he got the key from Mrs. Erickson and told her I was going to help him unload. After he looked around the apartment, he sent me back home to get a couple of cups of coffee, if my mom didn't mind. I brought back a carafe and a couple of mugs. Drinking our coffee at the kitchen table, he said: I just wanted to stare at you a while before we started work. He wanted to know about me and I was anxious to know about him. We talked all the time we were working. We got everything into the apartment and the boxes located in the rooms that he had marked on the boxes. We got his bed made and it was just about time for lunch. We went to McDonalds. Sat outside where it was private and just kept talking. He was from the southwestern part of the state, a town called Delta. He had been gay as long as he could remember but didn't get active until high school. At college, in Greeley, there was lots of good-looking stuff but only a small part of it was available. He had several relationships during his four years there. I told him about Matt, Kevin and Cory. He couldn't believe all my experiences had revolved around the apartment and thought I had really had some quite heavy, quite exciting encounters for a boy my age. He asked how old I was and I told him I was 12 years and 5 months old. We brought Cokes back to the apartment. By 4:30 we had made a real dent in the unpacking. His clothes were all in the closet and dresser. Dishes, glasses, flatware and cooking utensils were in the pantry. He said he would eat out tonight and maybe I would go with him tomorrow to show him were the nearby supermarkets were. Lucas turned on the air-conditioning and locked the doors. Took my hand and led me back to the bedroom, pulled the bedspread back and began to undress me. He let me undress him. He was beautiful from head to toe. His cock was between 5 and 6 inches, erect, slender and had a beautiful cock head that was bigger than the shaft. It almost looked as though it was intended for a fatter cock. His balls, shaved, were huge - the biggest I had ever seen. I remarked on them and he said he had ran onto a porno site on the net that referred to really big balls as "breeder balls", suggesting they held lots of baby making juices. He wanted to know what I would let him do with me, saying boys had always turned him on but he had never had the chance to do anything with one. I told him that if he could put his hands on some lube in the unpacked bathroom boxes, I would love to have him fuck me. From Clay, I knew I could take Lucas' slender meat. Oh it was fantastic to have another man-cock up my ass, moving in and out. Clay had really left me hungry for cock in there. Lukas was gentle but kept telling me how hot I was, how good it felt and how tight I was. I guess "breeder nuts" was the correct description for his balls. He flooded my ass. He was a long time pulling out. He said that after he started to cum, my ass seemed be having contractions and it was just like I was milking his cock. In fact, Toby, you made me cum twice, but my nuts are dried out now. Then, too, packing stuff I hadn't had any sex for a week. You're lucky I didn't take you in bed this morning. The next morning I showed him where the supermarkets were and he shopped one of them. It came out, while driving home, that he was kind of concerned about yesterday. I guess he was trying to tell me he thought he had come on too strong, we'd gotten right down to sex too fast and he hoped he hadn't screwed up what he hoped would be a nice relationship between the two of us. I decided to tease him a little. Don't worry about it Lucas. We had both had kind of been waiting for a month, and we were really sexed up. But I do have one complaint about what you did? Oh, Toby, what did I do wrong? You were so fucking eager to get into my boy twat that you forgot the foreplay. Next time I want some fondling, some French kissing, some ear nibbling that sort of stuff. He reached over and squeezed my ear lobe with his thumb and forefinger, saying, "You little shit. You really had me worried. Next time I'm going to show you what foreplay is really like." Kevin's voice seemed to be talking to me, telling me that once you get them hooked you have a certain power that you can exercise over them. I felt I had Lucas hooked. I had never had anybody that looked at me and smiled at me in quite the same way as he did. I was going to get a lot of fucking out of that cock of his; I liked it - not to mention some sucking on it, too. I had heard the term "boy lover" and I knew that was what Lucas was tending to fairly rapidly. The only trouble was getting together, which was limited to my parents going some place in the evenings. I told him about my housecleaning and errand running role with Matt. He agreed that would be great on Saturday mornings, while he ran errands and did grocery shopping. It would guarantee a once a week, legitimate opportunity. So, every Saturday morning before he left the house, or when he got home, I got my ass fucked or he got his cock sucked. His foreplay was wonderful. His first morning, sticking his cock into the fly of my underwear was a clue, but I didn't recognize it because I had never heard of frottage. He was into it very heavy and very good at it. He could excite both himself and me to near climax with rubbing his dick over mine, around my face, across my lips and in my armpits. He was a master at it. In October, Lucas came over one day and asked my mom if I could go to Boulder with him for a Saturday and part of a Sunday. He had a friend from Delta that was going to the University that had three tickets to Saturday's football game. He said I had mentioned that I had never seen the University of Colorado or a college level football game; he thought it would be an enlightening experience for me. Bless my Mom. She always was very innocent, and replied: Why, yes, that would be nice if you are sure he wouldn't be a problem for you. I witnessed the conversation and damn near pissed my pants I was so excited. I followed Lucas to his apartment and we hugged, kissed and jumped up and down with joy. Toby, you are going to have the weekend of your life. On the way to Boulder, he explained that his friend came from the same place a he had, Delta. They were long time friends from even before high school and experienced sex with each other all through high school. Originally his friend had one ticket to the game, but his roommate and her girlfriend made a sudden change of plans to go to Colorado Springs so he acquired two more tickets. The friend's apartment was above a double garage. It had sloped ceilings and almost a full glass wall at one of the gable ends - even if it didn't offer much of a view. The friend was Mike. He didn't want to take a car to the game because it would be a madhouse of traffic so we walked, grabbing hamburgers at the Student Union. I was in awe of the pink sandstone of the older buildings on the campus. They were truly beautiful and really unique. On the way home it was another stop at the Student Union where Mike and Lucas consumed a few beers. It was dark when we got home. Mike opened the fridge for more beers and a Coke for me. It was a small fridge and had a lot of drinks - no food. Lucas changed into his sweat suit to be more comfortable and suggested I do the same. He had told me to bring one, but I didn't change. Mike however just put on a top and paraded around with no bottom. He was an exact opposite of Lucas - brown eyes, almost black hair, dark complexion, lots of body hair, but for some reason had the most beautiful set of pink genitals. Even the genitals were the opposite of Lucas - his balls were small, his shaft was fat and tapered to a really small, pointed cock head. I sat across the room from the sofa, on the floor, for a good view. Mike soon pulled the sweat pants off of Lucas. After a while he pulled his legs up so I could see his ass hole. (He knew I was staring at him.) It, too, was pink, but (how can I describe it) - I had the feeling it didn't completely shut, it was as though I could see into it about half an inch. Mike told me there were probably some peanuts, crackers, junk food of some kind in one of the cabinets, so I nibbled on them while I had my second Coke. Mike rolled and lit a joint, inhaled, passed it to Lucas, Lucas inhaled and passed it to me. I was cautious, inhaled just a bit. I thought I was going to cough myself to death. Lucas was concerned and come over to help me get calmed down. Mike didn't even give it a second thought. After about an hour, the door opened and in walked a friend of Mike's and his roommate. Introductions were passed around. The new guy's name was Pete Nolan. I immediately became nervous and the palms of my hands became damp. He was the most beautiful human being I had ever imagined, let alone seen. He was a good 6 feet tall, skinny beyond belief. I don't know what brand his jeans were, but the legs were really tight and, what I really could hardly believe was, he had hardly any buns but there seemed to be at least a 1- inch space in his crotch between his legs. He was wearing a baseball cap backwards, but it couldn't hide his curly black hair. He had either a tan or a dark completion. High cheekbones, dark brown eyes and a mustache. He showed no package even through the tight jeans, but he was so fucking beautiful he didn't need to display a package to be sexy. We shot the bull for about an hour. Mike and Lucas each had a joint this time. I had no experience with this sort of thing but knew Lucas, particularly, was getting to be what I thought I had heard described as stoned. Mike meanwhile had fondled Lucas to a beautiful erection. Suddenly, Pete said: "Haven't you two assholes fed this boy any thing for supper?" They sort of looked at him. "Well I'm taking him to a restaurant, maybe a movie if he would like that. Well be back when we're back." With that he took my jacket off the back of a chair and started out. I looked around and Mike was already sinking his cock into Lucas' ass. Pete was parked between the apartment and the alley and had a small, Chevrolet pickup truck, newer then Cory's. He told me he was a farm boy and loved pickups. He even liked the bench seats because they were better for a passenger to slide up against him. Pete was very solicitous to me the whole evening. First he enumerated the available restaurants and I chose an Italian one. He didn't treat me like a date as Cory had done our last evening together, but he was attentive, kind, talked to me as though I were an adult and I soon knew he liked me - maybe not as much as I liked him, but he liked me. During the meal he wanted to know all about me, much as Lucas had done our first day together. Pete asked if I was an only child, and I told him I was. He said he was 26 years old and when he was 16 he had a 12-year-old brother that he just loved. To this day, although not exclusively, he was infatuated with boys because he and his brother were wonderful sex partners until he (Pete) left home to come to the University. He left no doubt that he had designs on me - he had his shoe off and had his toes up my pant leg all during the conversation. When we got back to the truck, he didn't turn on the engine. He just started talking. Toby, so you get where I am coming from, let me say this first: Those two guys really pissed me tonight with their smoking pot in front of you and neglecting to get you something to eat. But, everyone has his or her own standards and prejudices. The pot was something I sensed you were not into. But, from our conversation, I know, as young as you are, you are into gay sex. Right? And I also sense you like me. So, in effect I am not introducing you to something you have never experienced before. Right? You are right and I like you very much. I can't believe how much I like you when I have just known you for a couple of hours. I want to have sex with you later on, but, if you're willing, I'd like to get us both sort of wound tight before we do something together. You said you liked sucking cock. How would you like to suck three or four before we go back to Mike's? To be honest I want to fuck you, but nothing turns me on like a boy that's all hot and sexed up before I do anything with him.. Sound's great but I would want to be with you the whole time. That's my intention. He started the engine and we left the parking lot. Toby, my brother and I were the only heirs in the will of an aunt of my dad's. The money got me a college education, which, otherwise, I would never have had. After graduation, I had money left and an older friend, here in Boulder, wanted me to use part of it buying into a porno bookstore/arcade with him. Well, it has been a goldmine. We have customers from Longmont, Loveland, Ft. Collins, Greeley, and even Denver. Too, there are 30,000 students at Colorado University. That's no small number. The bookstore is on the First Floor and the Arcade is in the Basement. We remodeled the place after we bought it. During the remodeling, an older customer approached us and told us that lots of people would come here if they could be assured complete privacy. Since the lot slopes to the rear, he suggested we build a garage at the rear of the building, where a customer could drive in, and enter into the basement storeroom and then into a private booth - never actually entering the arcade. We took his suggestion and the damn thing rents at $75.00 an hour, which includes no need for dropping tokens into the video machine and free poppers. It is mostly used weekdays and Saturdays during the day, reservations are required. Most users are married men, a lot of them very prominent. They just don't want to be seen. That is where I will take you. We drove a good distance from the central part of town, or so it seemed, and pulled into a freestanding building some distance from the nearest strip mall type stores. The building had no sign, but an illuminated sign located in the strip of landscaping along the road read: 9033 - Parking Entrance. Pete circled the building and parked with the passenger door adjacent to a door into the building. Pete opened my door, opened the building door so both doors shielded me as I went into the building. We had entered an office. He introduced me to his partner, who wasn't that much older than Pete and just as hot looking. Jason, this is Toby. I'm going to take him in the back way and get him some cock to suck. I waited while he went out onto the floor. I watched him through the one-way mirror. The place was huge, and looked like an expensive store. It was extremely attractive. It had video rentals, books, magazines, sex toys and men's leather goods. He came back with a couple of packages. Toby, we also provide rent boys for our patrons who want to be certain of a good-looking guy to play with through the glory hole in the private booth. Do you want to look at their pictures? He opened a leather bound book full of colored photos of naked men with large erections. If you fancy one, we can start out with him and then go to whoever comes in. Jason, the parking lot is crowded, are there a lot college kids tonight. Yea, the place is hopping. I took a fancy to a young, slender Mexican guy. The printing under the picture stated his name was Frank, 20 years old, into long lasting, easy blow jobs, cock sucked up to 7 inches with a nice cock head and he also liked to suck cock. Also, anal passive. Jason, page Frankie and get him over here but only if he hasn't shot off today. Lock the door to Booth 26 and we'll entertain ourselves with whoever comes into 27 until he gets here. I don't want to mess with him if he's got a limp dick. Pay him his fee before you send him down and give him a $20.00 tip. We drove around the back into a garage, and then into what he called a storage room, but was really a small room with a shower, washbowl, toilet, some metal lockers with benches in front of them and a single sized bed. A few night-lights were the only illumination. He opened a couple of lockers and told to hang up my jacket and suggested we both go in naked below the waist. I was crazy to get a look at his cock, but when he pulled his shorts down, it didn't seem big at all. He saw me looking, smiled, and said: "Don't be disappointed, just jack it or suck it a few minutes and I know you'll love it." I opted to suck and it turned into a big, 7 to 7-l/2 inch, fat, big cock headed piece of man meat. When I got my pants and underwear off, Pete fished a leather cock ring with a Velcro fastening and put on me. He then unwrapped the wildest looking jockstrap I had ever seen, a flame red color with a bright yellow tail, made of fake fur, hanging in the front. He pulled it on me then unwrapped the second package explaining he designed it and he contracted with a company to produce them exclusively for him. It was a foam rubber replica of a cock with a very realistic soft, rubber covering. It had a sloped top and when he stuffed it in my jock strap the sloped end fit against my pubes and the rest bent down and looked just like a big, flaccid cock in the strap. He had me feel it and it felt just like it looked. What's all this about, Pete? Toby, I didn't expect you to have a big dick, and when someone looks at you through the glory hole from the next booth he may go ape just seeing you are so young, but we are out to suck cock. We want to get as many of them aroused as possible. If you stick a finger through the hole and a dick appears in front of you, suck it. If a guy sticks his finger through the hole, he wants to suck you or at least see your dick. Just jamb your crotch in front of the hole and if he sticks his hand through and starts feeling you up he will either blow his nuts right there or his dick will appear with a few seconds and you suck it. Got the idea? If nothing works, you nudge me; I'll stick my dick in the hole, give the guy a taste and then you can ask him to let you suck him; he might not even notice the switch. They are all a bit confused by the fact that the stall next to them has no entrance. I think you'll have fun. He explained if a red light went on in the booths it signaled police were upstairs. Sometimes they entered the upstairs but very rarely came into the arcade; so far they had never knocked on a booth, but in the event they were even in the building the door to the storeroom opens by pressing 933 into the lock code. If' I'm on a cock you get into the storeroom if you notice red light first. He had me select a film. Some film about Aspen appeared. It was hot from the very beginning. Pete showed me the shelf where the poppers were, saying: If you want them, there they are. We didn't have to wait long. Someone came into No. 27, saw a film was playing in our booth and stuck his dick through the hole. Pete pushed on my head, signaling for me to take it. It was uncut and I didn't know what to do with it, so I just sucked it a while. Then the guy pulled it back out and skinned the head back. I saw his hand and knew he was a young guy. After I gook his load there was another short interval until the next guy looked into the hole. He took his pants entirely off and started jacking off. I looked through the hole and was even able to see his face. He was driving me crazy. It was the first time I had ever watched a man jacking himself off; I was fascinated as I watched it erecting. He bent down and looked at me watching him. Evidently he saw I was a young guy and saw me taking a sniff from the bottle. He whispered: Let me take a hit of those. He did and passed the bottle back. He pushed hard against the partition and the entire length of his dick appeared. It sort of curved up and had a beautiful, purple head. I worked the head and sucked him for a while. Then he pulled out and asked for the bottle again. Pete told me to tell him to keep it; he had opened another one for me. He whispered again, suck my balls for a while. The holes were about four inches wide and about 9 inches long, curved at the top and bottom with a rubber cushion surround. I drew one ball into my mouth, then the other. As I sucked his balls I slowly jacked his spit-wet dick. When I went back on his dick he didn't let me suck long. He suddenly pulled it out of my mouth and while his left had held the bottle to his nose he jacked himself furiously fast and hard. He screamed and shot clear to the front of his booth. Pete turned the video off and said: Let's wait for Frankie. He shouldn't be long. After a few minutes we heard the door to No. 26 open and close. He leaned down to the hole and said: Hey, Skinny Pete, are you in there? Yea, Hold a sec. Jason gave me a twenty to put in the video. Let me flip through the channels and find something I want to watch. OK, Pete, Jason said you had a young boy with you. Let me look at him. I put my face in front of the hole and he said: Nice! Pete passed him a bottle of poppers. What do you want me to do, back my ass up to the hole or are we going for oral? Get naked Frankie, I mean shoes and all. Then stick your dick in here. We are both going to be sucking on it and you better have a big load. You have very sweet cum, I wan't the boy to get it, so you let us know when your getting near. No problem, Pete. I've got a three-day load backed up. While he was undressing, Pete said: Toby, I think you're going too heavy on the bottle. Try to do without it. You suck him first; you'll enjoy feeling how his dick swells up in your mouth. Frankie was nice; his dick had such smooth skin. Pete took his turn and then whispered for Frankie to fuck my mouth. I hadn't had that done but just a few times and it was really hot. He took a lot of getting off. Pete and I each had three or four turns trying. Finally, Frankie said: I'm about there. Pete told me to hold it in my mouth, don't swallow. When Frankie popped his nuts, Pete pulled me up, told me he wanted to put his mouth on mine and for me to share the load. That alone was pretty hot. Frankie whispered through the hole. Well, was it sweet? Yes, Frankie, we shared it. It was very tasty. We're going to leave, stay as long as you like. Pete took me back to Mike's apartment. I asked where we would sleep. He said Mike had an air mattress and if he had any sense he would have made it up for us. Mike did have it ready, pillows, blankets, everything. I got undressed and put things on top my overnight bag. Pete said: take the jock strap off. He then produced what he called another of his designed products - a soft, blue color, plastic tube. When we got into bed he had me lift my legs and he removed a little rubber plug from the end, slowly inserted it into my ass and pumped on the end. I could feel the cold lube way down deep. As you probably noticed, my dick head it not only large, but kind of bends down and flattens out at the end - not the best for penetration. That lube has a numbing agent in it so I won't hurt you, but once I am in it will fade so you can enjoy me In there. Lets give it a minute to take effect, meanwhile you lube my dick. He produced a bottle of lube, I squeezed it the length of his dick and spread it around. He raised my legs, and had no trouble in finding my hole in the dark. He slowly entered me and fucked me gently. Did he ever know how to fuck ass! I had never been taken like this before. Even after I shot a load, he just kept right on - long, slow, smooth strokes. I shot a second time and finally I felt his piss slit unloading. He must have had a three-day load like Frankie. I had never felt anything so wonderful. Oh Toby, was the good for you? So good I came twice. He removed my jock strap and stuffed it down between the sheets. You've had a lot of experience at that haven't you Pete? Yes, I like boy ass, but I haven't had one as young as you' for about three years. I can't tell you how good you were in there. Pete went to sleep with his watch on. I noticed it had a luminous dial and it was only 11:30 - I thought it was probably later. I fell asleep and didn't move one inch until I had to go piss. It was 3:30. I always found a really sound sleep was better than a long, restless one. Anyway, I couldn't go back to sleep. I kept thinking about that guy I saw jacking off, about how hot it was when Pete and I were both sucking Frankie's cock. I got hard all over again. Then, I remembered first seeing Pete, how tight his jeans were and how his legs didn't seem to come together at his crotch and how there seemed to be a space in there and how small his buns were. I snuggled up to his naked back and reached around him and found his cock. He must be having a dream, or needed to piss. It wasn't small as when I first saw it and he assured me it got a lot bigger. I shouldn't have felt it; now I was horny as hell. I started to jack off but then I remembered the tube of lube on the floor on my side of the bed. I reached around and lubed my dick, fully intending to jack off. Then an impulse hit me. I stuck my already greased-up cock into his ass. He flinched but didn't move or say anything. It didn't take long - just five or six strokes - before I emptied my cum as deep into him as my four inch dick would penetrate. He rolled over facing me, open mouth kissed me and whispered in my ear: You sweet, beautiful, horny little fucker! Why did you do that? I woke up, couldn't get back to sleep, thought about all the things we did tonight. I just wanted to be near you again. I really like you Pete. I think I love you. That was obvious from the moment I saw your expression when we met. I love you, too. But it's better, now that we have both said it, that we don't' get too wrapped up with the idea. OK. We'll talk more in the morning. I was now on my back, he threw an arm over my chest and one of his long legs over my upper legs. I fell back asleep very fast. It was late morning before either of us woke up. Mike and Lucas had gone to the market and brought home, eggs, bacon, muffins and butter. When they saw us waking up they started fixing breakfast right away. Pete literally pulled me into the bathroom and we showered together. When we came back out with towels around our waists, we immediately became the subjects for a lot of teasing. Well, well, well, you two left last night and seemed to have returned as one. Just what did you do last night. I took Toby to the arcade. You couldn't have. Oh yes, there is a secret way in. I piped in and told them about the cocks we had sucked. Then Pete said: When we got home I fucked Toby. Then, after a few hours, Toby fucked me. Mike said: You two are so full of shit I just cant believe it. I said: At the store he gave me a bright red jock strap with a bright yellow tail in front. He fucked me while I was wearing the strap. What a fucking wild tale. I rummaged around in the sheets and found the job strap. I put it on and swelled with pride as I stood in front of them, with my foam rubber dick making me look almost like a boy freak. Holy, fucking shit! Mike ripped it off of me, examined it and passed it to Lucas. (That took a little wind out of their sails.) Then they examined the rubber dick. Boy Toby, I didn't see you naked yesterday, I thought for a while I should never have let Pete get away with you last night. Driving back home, Lucas was full of apologies. God, Toby, I am so sorry. I brought you to Boulder to have a good time and then I immediately got fucked up. I've smoked pot a few times before, but that stuff Mike had sure had a wallop. I was really out of it and Mike has turned into a fucking machine, since I last spent any time with him. Toby, you can't believe how fucking sore my ass is. I can hardly sit here and drive. Find a place to pull over. Pete gave me some stuff that might help. I reached over and got my bag off the back seat and rummaged through it. I read the directions on the three boxes he had given me. The blue tubes were medicated for deadening pain, the pink ones were just plain lube and the purple ones were medicated for anal soreness. Lucas looked at them and found a side rode to pull over on. He slipped down his pants and underwear. Like Pete had done to me I pulled the rubber stopper out of a purple tube and started squirting the liquid out both as I inserted it and as I removed. Within a few minutes, Lucas said he was feeling much better. Lucas stayed on as a teacher for the two years I had remaining in Junior High School, then he returned to the western slope area. Our relation changed somewhat but we still had sex together. Remember my mentioning my school friend, Joe. Thanks to a visit from Pete, Joe entered my life in a big way. More to follow.