Date: Fri, 14 Aug 2009 03:00:25 -0600 From: Denver Guy Subject: boys next door Boys next door By sedenverguy This story is totally fictional, shouldn't be read by minors or anyone who thinks sex with minors is a good idea, it isn't. Just ask all the pervs in jail. But if u wanna cum all over yourself, read on. My back ached, my feet hurt, my ears had a permanent ringing in them, and I still had to do the backyard. Damn. I seriously needed to get my own place...a place without a lawn to mow...and without my parents. It had been a year since I had graduated from school, and my internship with a company who "always hires its summer interns on when the graduate," guaranteeing me a job was suddenly involved in some money laundering scheme, and put a stop order on all new hires. So here I was, jobless, living with my parents, paying off my $40,000 in loans, and feeling the difference between mowing the lawn as a 17 year old, and as a 23 year old. I let go of the automized mower handle and the heavy antique monster sputtered loudly to a stop, but not before hitting a twig, and shooting it up into my shin. "Mother fucker!" I grabbed my shin, and then realized it had barely left a mark. No blood, nadda. "Damn, not even enough of a bruise to get out of doing the backyard." I muttered as I went to empty the bag full to the plastic brim with grass clippings. "Need a hand?" I turned to the voice and saw Charlie, my all-too-young and optimistic 16 year old neighbor, bounding across his driveway, sweaty from some summer school's-out activity, and grabbing a trash bag off of my porch before I could object. Charlie was a really nice guy. Even as was a little kid, he was funny and nice. When my parents used to have parties, I often got the exciting job of watching the neighborhood kids, the disadvantage not really growing up, getting attractive and making friends until high school, plus an older sister who was popular all the way back to her `mommy and me' classes. Charlie was always the bright spot, witty and silly, even at the age of 6. As great as adults found him, his peers often had the opposite reaction, hating his ability to garner positive attention and beating the crap out of him on more than one occasion just to prove to him that "being nice wasn't cool." Sometimes this group of naysayers and pre-pubescent asswipes included his twin brother, Michael, who was known to ditch his bro on several occasions, or even begin the bouts of pushing and name-calling. " Damn man, you look like you have been out here for hours, I would hate it if my parent's lawn was this big. You gotta do the back too?" Charlie always seemed genuinely interested in everything about you. It was rare to find a teen so attentive to others, and this had changed everything for him by the time he hit high school. I was gone for the stunning transformation, but years of bullying had apparently done Charlie some good. He had channeled his negative energy into fuel, and focused it all on football. Now, even at 16, he was a powerhouse. Not very tall, only coming in around 5'8, he was all man. His shoulders were easily as wide as mine, probably wider, with me towering over him at 6'1. His waist was about the same size as mine as well, but where my waist line was at 32 inches due to my inability to hunker down and work off the last 15 pounds to get me looking my best, his was all meat, strong and solid. He always wore basketball shorts, whose flimsy material clung to his bubble butt like it was permanently wet, and pulled intriguingly at what looked to be a nice package up front, sliding around inside his shorts like an unconscious snake. He had a great smile and slightly shaggy blonde hair, not long enough to look unkempt, but covering his ears and forehead, and sometimes daring you to brush it out of his eyes. All of this combined with his strong athletic ability, good-work ethics, and easy-going, approachable attitude made him an easy pick for the varsity team, and friends with every popular and unpopular kid at his school. "Yeah, my mom and dad are gonna be back from Oregon on Monday night, and I know if I don't do this now, there is no way I will be done before, during, or after this weekend." I felt like a dumbass talking to a kid almost eight years younger than me about my mom and dad, but he smiled in his amicable way, and bonded with me as easily as if we hung out every day since my return from school. The truth of the matter was this was the first time I had seen him closer than waving-from-our-porches distance since my return to hell, and I kept it that way for a reason. See, while I was at school, I kinda hooked up with my roommate one night junior year, and ended up going from one special girl, with sex once a semester, to a different cock in my mouth or ass every night, and vice versa for two years. I was still considering myself bi, but hadn't seen nor fucked a pussy for close to two years, and had no real plan to actively change that. Girls liked kissing and cuddling and "special" sex. Guys liked groping and moaning and cumming 7 times in one night (we tried for eight but nothing came out and my balls ached for the entire next day). The most serious problem with this was that I suddenly went from being the neighbor to the perv everytime I saw Charlie. Recently, I found out that I could see Charlie sunbathe on his roof from my bathroom window...let's just say there are some stains on that windowsill with Charlie's speedo tan lines written all over them. Now all I could do is wait for him to look away when we were around each other so I could see if I noticed any new tan lines. "Well tell you what, I am gonna run inside and grab my water bottle, and then I will grab our mower out of our shed and help you with the back." He said the last words as he ran into his house. Damn this kid was nice, and cute...in fact he was waaaaay to nice...and too cute. With all the times I had seen him coming home around 2 am, with a large group of friends, I had never once see him kiss or even hug a girl goodbye before sneaking in his bedroom window. Perhaps he was...? Nah. I pushed the thought aside, labeled it as wishful thinking, and figured he just wanted to be invited to what would probably turn into a drunk orgy this weekend at my house. Both he and Michael had tried to get into parties I had held when my parents were out of town before, and neither had been successful, since my still-popular sister would often show, and show them out before they could snag an illicit beer. Luckily she was with Ma and Pa on the Oregon trail, so I was free to party like I wanted to (aka inviting more hot fuckbuds of mine, and literally enjoying a few nights of ménage e toi post party). Charlie was definitely not old enough for that. I immediately questioned that thought as the now shirtless 16 year old ran out his door, grabbed the hose, filled his water bottle and drenched himself in freezing cold water, causing his nipples to become rock hard and his shorts to shrink even tighter across his pelvis. It must have been contagious, as mine got tighter too. J "Let's do this thing man!" As soon as both of us wrestled our mowers into the big back yard, time seemed to fly by. I almost killed my self numerous times, distracted from my job of pushing spinning motorized blades around the slick grass by his strong arms, and dancing pecs, which tightened every time he pulled the mower around a corner to start another row. At one point I almost killed a flower bed, while trying to discreetly slip the head of my rock hard pulsing dick into the waist band of my shorts to keep it from becoming overtly obvious to Charlie. But as soon as we had started, we were done, and I had barely noticed the time, other than to count the beads of sweat that slid down how treasure trail and under his waistband in the cavern of his abdominal muscles. God, he was cut. "Whoo! All done man, that was great, I needed to work up a sweat this afternoon." Charlie took a huge swig of his water bottle and handed it to me. I took a few gulps, eye closed, head thrown back for maximum mouthfuls, only to open them and find his lewdly readjusting his big dick and scratching his ass at the same time. Beads of precum joined the sweat rolling down my stomach and off of my heavy hanging balls. "Yeah dude, thanks for that, it was totally unnecessary. Can I repay the favor somehow?" I kicked myself as soon as I said it, knowing he would ask to come to the party. "Actually" Kick. "My parents are gone for the weekend too." Kick Kick "and I was kinda hoping you might lemme come over" kick kick kick "until Mike gets home from baseball practice." Ki- wait. "When is that?" "A few hours. Don't worry about me interfering if you are having a party tonight man. I have some dudes coming over tonight to play basket ball, I just don't want to have to hang out alone all afternoon with nothing to do. I'll even help you set up for the party if you want!" The offer was too good to be true. He had helped me finish my one annoying chore hours early, and all he wanted in return was to help me pick up for my party, and then he would go home and invite over some high school eye candy for a game of skins vs. skivvies (I can dream can't I?). Sounds good to me. "Sure man." "Awesome!" He was inside my door before I could move, and quickly got to work putting away magazines and dusting off the bar and piano area of the living room. The air conditioning licked enticingly at my nips as I entered the cool house, and joined him in picking up. This job would only take me about ten minutes by myself, so as quickly as he was started on the main floor, we were already at the door of my room, carrying in a few handfuls of my crap left all over the house and dumping it in my closet. "Nice room man! You gonna pick up in here? I bet you get some action tonight!" I laughed, but stopped cold as I saw the screen of my computer blinking orange above the power button, letting me know it had gone to sleep, but was ready to work at any second. What was on the screen was probably one of the porn sites I had been jerking to that morning, like Randy blue or sean cody or treasure island. Fuck. I ran to the screen and pressed the button, turning the screen off. "Whoa dude, what's on the comp you are so desperate for me to not see?" Fuck, note to self: next time act casual first, then run to turn off porn screen. "nothing man, just forgot to turn it off. Hey, let's go grab a beer for a job well done." Illicit booze again, I knew how to change the subject. "Cool man." We turned to leave, and I knew I had successfully diverted his attentions...or so I thought. "But first." He spun to the screen right as I pushed him out of the way. I heard the power click on right as I pushed him backwards and onto my bed, still surrounded by spider-man and Britney Spears posters from my youth (Spider-man was cool, and possibly some latent homo symbol in tight spandex, while Britney was my wank girlfriend, and probably some latent homo symbol in tight latex). I should have known this would be futile, as the teen behemoth quickly flipped our positions and had me on my back, my arms pinned under his knees, and his bulging crotch inches from my face. We were both laughing at first, until I saw the screen finally achieve full power, and realized the porn was paused on a nice shot of a dude around my age getting pounded in the ass by a hot older daddy, while two other daddies held the bottom boy down. "WHOA! Rob! Man! That is just...damn." Charlie's loss of focus allowed me to push him away, and rush to turn the screen off. "Sorry dude, I, uh, think you had better go wait for you bro at home. I doubt your parents would be cool with you seeing...that kinda thing, and I guess I'm not either." I moved to pull him off the bed, but he pulled away and leaned back on his forearms. "aw, come on man, I only get to watch porn when I swipe it from someone's dad, my folk still have the kiddie lock on our internet, and I can't even see the censored shit! Besides, if it is because you like man porn, it is all cool dude, I have always wanted to check that shit out." I froze. I was totally unsure if he was bluffing, but decided to call his bluff. I slowly walked to the screen. "You asked for it" I hit the power button again, and saw a smile spread across his face as his eyes grew big and the lump in his shorts kumped. "Sweet man, have a seat and let's check this shit out." He grabbed his crotch and rubbed it, and like an moth to a flame, I pressed play and plopped down beside him. The movie continued from where I had blown a load, and we watched as the big daddy fucked the shit out of the boy's hole, as the two men holding him, guided his head between their dicks, forcing their way into his mouth. Charlie's eyes were glued to the screen, and mine were glued to his bulge. Fuck it had to be 8 inches now, which beat mine by an inch. "I can't take this anymore man, I gotta let my monster loose." The next thing I knew, Charlie was standing between me and the screen, and his tan lines I had coveted with such exquisite pleasure were now bent in front of me as he pushed his boxers and shorts to the floor. I thought I had gone to heaven until he sat back down and his big cut dick flopped up and hit his belly button. I was wrong, THAT was heaven. "Aren't you gonna join me man?" I swallowed hard, nodded, and proceeded to stand up slowly and pull my shorts down to my ankles, leaving me in my jockstrap. I was about to ask it to join my shorts when- "fuck man, nice ass, I fucking love jockstraps dude!" Precum again ran down my cock and balls, as I sat back down and pulled my dick out of the side of my jock. "Damn man, nice meat" was all he said before his eyes went back to the screen. For another five minutes we remained this way. Him stroking his meat and flicking his hard nips, while I drooled over his teenage schlong, and tried desperately not to cum. I could have stayed like this forever, until I heard moaning on the screen and realized the group cum shot was about to begin. The twinky in the middle was now on his knees as all three tops painted his face with shot after shot of jizz. By the time the screen went black, the boy was so covered, that his eyes were glued shut by cum. "Fuck! That man porn is fucking hot man." I snorted at him calling it `man porn,' obviously easier for him to say than gay. "So, does this mean you like dick dude?" He again locked eyes with me. "Uh, well Charlie, yeah. I guess. I mean I still like to fuck a chick once in awhile, but dudes just...like to have sex more...you know?" And they are hot as fuck and can make you cum over and over and... "Nice man, yeah I have messed around with some buds before, hand jobs and shit." My eyes widened. I had no idea what `and shit' was, but my mind was ablaze with the possibilities. "My friend Jerry even found a box his dad left in the attic before he moved out to live with Jerry's OTHER dad, and it had all these fucking sex toys, it was fucking hot. Jerry kept some shit I know, and I snuck this thing that looks like a traffic cone, but it goes in your ass. Jerry said his dad called it a butt plug or some shit like that." My eyes were now at maximum wideness, and I felt my balls begin to pull up at the thought of this studly post-adolescent shoving some shiny black rubber dong up his pooper. I looked to his hard dick and watched his hands moving over his tight ballsack. His shaking hands. It hit me. This kid may have taken his buddy's dad's butt plug, but otherwise he was all virgin, and nervous as hell. I knew I had to do two things. One: help him calm his nerves, and two: ask him afterwards how he snuck out the butt plug... "Well you know Charlie, rubber is good, but there is nothing like the real thing." "Yeah?" It was Charlie's turn for wide eyes. "Yeah man, I remember the first time I took a dick in my ass, it hurt like hell, my roommate shoved the whole thing in at once and almost tore me apart, but after a few times of getting used to it, it was like it was meant to be there all along." "Oh fuck man, I bet I could take it." My initial reaction was to yell yippee and throw the boy's legs over my shoulders faster than he could figure out what was going on, but instead I winked at him and whispered "oh yeah? Prove it." His face transformed quickly from excitement to doubt, looking at my dick, to worry, looking at it throb and leak precum, to determination. "You got any lube?" Prepared as ever, I grabbed the bottle from under my bed, and poured a little into his hands, and onto my dick, hoping he would get the signal. He did. His left hand slowly crept over my hard on, and slid teasingly down from head to base. Shit, don't cum, don't cum, don't cum, don't cum, don't cum, don't cum, don't cum, don't cum, don't cum, don't cum,. "That feel good Robby?" I looked into his eyes and realized his stare was more mischievous than nervous, as my planned had worked, and apparently, so was his. "You know it is you little fucker, now, sit on my dick." "Sit on it?" He looked at me a little in shock, possibly assuming we would do it as they had on cam, or as he had practiced with mr. pluggy. "Yeah, sit on it, that way you can control the speed." "Okay" He slowly climbed over me, as his lubed hand reached into his hot tan ass ditch, and wet his pink, suddenly visible hole. I thought he would ride my dick facing me, but apparently he was of no such idea. That's okay ;) He turned over his shoulder and looked at me. "Can I...can I ride it without a rubber man? I promise I am totally clean, I have only had a couple blow jobs and just got my blood results from my football physical." My stomach jumped into my throat. I am Mr safety, but when a sixteen year old is asking you to fuck his virgin ass and breed him full, it can be hard to say no. "I don't think that's a good idea Charlie, I mean, you should be worried about what I have not wha-" "Do you have anything?" "Well, no, I just got tested and I'm fine but-" "and have you fucked or been fucked by anyone without a condom since you got tested?" "Okay, no, but my point is-" "and do you really wanna go find a rubber right now?" As he said this he turned around, and sat back down, grabbed my dick and slid the head across his oh-so-tempting hole. "Uhhhhhn, no...but...damnit! Fine." "Sweet man, you got any poppers?" My previously clamped shut eyes (kept closed in hopes it would hold back the cum flood gates), shot open as I looked at him with a question of `are you sure you're a virgin?' "Jerry's dad keeps some in his fridge and Jerry showed me how to hit them and he gave me some and they really help me loosen up when I am trying to get that huge plug thing in me. I just figured since you're a...um...dude fucker too," I laughed "that you might have some." I found no sense in his logic, except the boy was right, and I leaned forward and retrieved a bottle from the same spot as my lube, and unscrewed the cap. "Awesome man." He took a big whiff and handed them to me. I looked up at the straining, breathless teen hovering over my dick, and took a big whiff. Right as the poppers hit me and I began to exhale, I felt his release his breath at the same time that he shoved himself down my dick four inches with barely a grunt. "Uhmph" "Shit man, you just took half my dick in one shot!" I reach for his chest, but his arms quickly pinned mine. "I told you I could do it. I have been practicing with that thing for months, not much else to do before you get your license, you know?" I went to laugh, as he slid another inch and a half in and stopped again. My breath cut short, as I felt each throb and pulse in his tight hole. I looked down to see the base of my dick hanging out below his medium sized, blonde balls, and moaned. "Hold on man, gimme one..." he plopped down all the way and I almost came right then and there. "second!" I was all the way in. fearful that I would shoot too soon, I took another big whiff of poppers and handed the bottle back to him, as I lubed my hand up. He took another big snort as he raised himself off of my dick, and I recoated my engorged cock from base to head, or at least what wasn't still inside the ring of his tight ass. The poppers hit me as I released my dick, about the same time he slammed himself all the way down my rod. He quickly repined my hands and looked down upon my face as he began to ride me slowly and steadily. The heat of the summer, plus the poppers and moaning seemed to finally get to Charlie, and suddenly I found him bent over me, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and playing with my nipples. My newly released hands cupped his ass and pulled him in closer. He only pulled away for one second to reaffirm that we were both happy. "this is cool right man? I mean, kissing and touching and shit, it's not girly or anything? Like, dudes do this when they fuck right?" I answered him by pulling his head back into a kiss and rolling him onto his tanned back. From this position I quickly moved us from slow and steady to hot and heavy. Thrust after thrust we fucked, hard in multiple positions, only pausing to sniff some poppers or reapply lube, as we tore my bed sheets from the mattress and continued to pound away, and kiss away on the bare bed. I could feel my balls drawing up and my dick head tingling as if it knew what was coming or rather, cumming. I tried to warn Charlie of my impending explosion, when I saw the same look pass over his face that I had grown quite accustomed to seeing on my lovers. The "oh shit, here it comes" look. Suddenly, Charlie flipped us back over, repined my arms with his hands and began to ride my dick in earnest, balancing on his heels as he bounced up and down at warp speed, spewing a line of profanities a sailor would blush at until he finally went totally still. I felt his knuckles tighten as his eyes rolled back in his head and shot after shot of creamy white spooge covered me from forehead to bellybutton. Seeing him shoot without ever once touching his cock since I entered him brought me over the edge, and I began the largest cum enema man has ever not quite seen, but felt. Charlie's eyes snapped down to mine as we both came together, and finally his lips met mine again as he finished and I filled him up with the last few squirts. We lay there, tongues inter-weaving for what seemed like hours before we I rolled him over and fell asleep, my dick still in his ass. By the time I woke up, my dick was hard again, and the clock told me we had passed out for at least an hour, maybe more depending on how long the making out really went on. I began to pull out of Charlie's tight hole, feeling each throb as I withdrew, when suddenly his eyes snuck open a slit, and his legs tightened around my waist. "And where are you going? I figure you gotta fuck me at least two more times before Michael gets home." I kissed him and reinserted my dick, causing him to gasp. "I dunno man, I am not sure I will be able to stay awake for the party if I keep fucking you." "Well, in that case, invite me to the party and I will wake you up periodically in here." "aha, so all of this was just an elaborate plan to get an invite for tonight huh? Well I am not sure you earned it yet." I smiled at him, the cat that ate the canary, and he contracted his awesome ass, causing me to groan. "I think that says I have earned it Rob, but tell you what, you fuck me right now, and I will go home and clean up and let you get ready for the party and we can continue this later, sound good?" He kissed my neck as he finished speaking, causing my dick to twitch and a shudder to go down my spine. "Alright, but this time, I get to use my hands when you cum!" "Deal." End of part one Part two: Michael comes home from practice, and wants an invite to the party too. Part Three: The neighbor on the other side informs rob that he will have to pay from his party being too loud...and the show he got through Rob's bedroom window won't cover it. Stay tuned!!! Also check out my other stories: one sunny afternoon and like father, like son, like both