Date: Wed, 03 Apr 2002 22:04:55 -0600 From: Randy Clawson Subject: In The Bins I was going down to get my laundry in the basement of the three story apartment building when I saw the two teenage boys walking up the stairs and giving each other high fives, and I wondered what that was all about. A few seconds later I saw John, about a 35 year-old man who lived in the apartment buiding next to mine walk out of the storage bin area next to where I was doing the laundry, and I said, "Hey John, what are you doing over here in this buidling?" John said, "Oh, I thought I saw a bright light down here, like a fire or something, so I thought I would check it out." I said, "Well did you put it out?", and he responded, "No, just a false alarm." I said, "Take care". The apartment complex we live in has about 4 main areas of the same layout. About 20 or so apartment buildings all identical, built around a common area of a dumpster, and playground area which includes swings and a lighted basketball court. All the basements have the laundry area, a furnace, then a separate storage area called "the bins" where you have an area to store some stuff that won't fit in your apartment. Each bin is about 10 foot by 10 foot. The bins are simply wire-meshed cages and the owners put their own padlock on the entrances. You can see through them however. I did not think much of it at the time, but since I had been living there a couple of years I knew all the kids in the neighborhood and those who played basketball on the lighted court. It was really a half-court lighted deal at night, since there was only one light then and all the kids played half-court , but I was used to seeing the same eight boys play. Four were white, two hispanic, and two black. The two I saw coming out of the bin area were Bill and Sam, both white. The other six players were Joe and William, both black, Antonio and Jose, both hispanic, and Phill and Stewart, two more white guys. Like I said, I was so used to seeing these eight boys play basketball over the last two years I simply expected to see a four-on-four situation when I got home from work, and all night long until they went home. The next night after my encounter with John, and Bill and Sam, I happened to be looking out my window when I saw two of the eight players come into my apartment building. This time it was Antonio and Jose, and I wondered why they would come into the building when they lived four buildings away. The other players started a three-on-three game. Bill and Sam lived in my building, Bill, who is 15 on the second floor, and Sam, who is 16 on the third floor. But to see two teenagers come into the building who did not live there made me wonder what was going on. My apartment faces the basketball court, and I simply happened to be looking out the window when the two guys left the court and entered my building. The other six players kept playing three-on-three for awhile. I was half reading and half spying I guess when about 20 minutes had passed and I saw Antonio and Jose return to the court and another two boys, Joe and William, come into my building. Once again, neither of these two lived here so my curiosity increased. This rotation of all the boys continued until all eight had come into and left my building. As the eight boys finished out their basketball night with one last four-on-four game I could not help but notice John again walk out of my building and head towards his own apartment building. What was he doing here again? I got to think about this situation and decided I would hide out in my own bin in the storage area and see if I could find out what was going on. I arrived about 20 minutes before the game was going to begin the next day and crouched behind an old dresser and chest of drawers I had in my bin, which was just adjacent to Bill's family bin. I had been in there about 10 minutes when John arrived and opened Bill's combination lock and hid himself between three bookcases that had been formed into a three-sided box to block front and side views. However, from my bin I could partially see him crouched down as well. I almost said something but I sort of felt silly hiding there myself so I just waited. I did not have long to wait when I saw Joe walk straight to Bill's bin and open the door. The padlock had been left ajar by John so Joe just rearranged it so it looked locked than walked around the three-sided bookcase arrangement to where John was waiting. "Ready for you nightly, feeding?" asked Joe as he pulled down his shorts and exposed his semi-rigid cock to John's face. Without saying a word John wraped his lips around the boys cock and started slowly bobbing his head on the meat. "Ya! That's it.." said Joe, continuing "use your tongue underneath it while you suck. Speed it up a little now....that's it." John's head began to bob a little faster and I could not help but notice Joe had thickened considerably and his length seemed about 7 inches. As his momentum increased I heard him asked John if he wanted to feel the hot thick heat slide down his throat and into his belly. For the first time I heard John make a sound, if you could call it a sound, since his whole mouth and throat were full of hard boy cock as he utterred a muffled "Ummmmhummm". Shortly after that, I heard Joe announce his climax and watched him grab the back of John's head with both hands and bury his balls against John's lips and just hold him tight. John started making involuntary gurgling sounds as the cum clogged his breathing as it was being forced down his tube. Joe continued to hold tight while his whole body jerked with each spurt and he encourage John by saying, "That's it cocksucker, let it work it's way out and down, and don't stop until it all goes down. I want to see a clean cock without cum on it or in your mouth when I come out." Another couple of minutes passed before Joe released his grip on John's head, then slowly withdrew his softening cock from the man's mouth. From what I could see you could not tell the boy had come at all, as his prick looked wet but clean. He asked John to open his mouth so he could inspect it, and John complied. The boy was satisfied John had completed the task correctly and patted him on the side of his cheek and said as he departed, "More tomorrow, friend." As soon as Joe had left William entered as Joe had done and without saying a word sled his shorts down. As before, John opened his mouth an accepted the boy cock. I could see right away that William was an inch longer than Joe and slightly thicker. He simply face fucked John in long slow strokes, never hurrying or slowing, in a steady beat. Unlike Joe too, he was quiet and did not talk to John, until he started spurting his semen into John's mouth. It quickly became apparent that John knew exactly what the boy wanted next as a large white thick O-ring of cum formed between John's lips, the base of the boy's cock, and his balls. Unlike Joe, William did not want John to swallow his first load but to save it for what was about to happen next. William began to very quickly face fuck John and the O-ring would shrink around John's lips as he approached the head of the boy's penis, then gather and thicken more and more at the base and balls. The noise was quite audible as the juice was plentiful and the rythym quick and hard. Within a couple minutes of this the boy cried out with his second load spewing into John's mouth. William used his first load to heighten the explosion of his second. John was now allowed to clean the boy off thoroughly and swallow the thick load formed from the friction of the second cocksucking. William's shorts went up and out he went to be replaced by all the other boys in-turn, one at a time. Each had their own peculiar way of wanting their dick sucked. Bill wanted John to talk to his cock a little before he sucked it off then to thank it by kissing it at the end. Sam had John spend a lot of time twirling his large balls in his mouth before allowing John to receive his load. Both Antonio and Jose spoke Spanish to John while John sucked on them. Antonio would press his piss hole open and have John use the tip of his tongue to ream it before allowing his shaft to plunge down John's throat for his climax. Phill would practically jack-off into John's mouth and Stewart would have John cup his balls with his left hand while jacking the base of his cock with his right hand. As he approached his climax he would tell John to "Cap it", "Cap it", and John would then suck the end hard and receive his reward. I also learned how they avoided the tenants coming down to the bin area from finding out what was really going on. They worked in pairs, with one boy holding a cigarrette by the door entering the bins. When someone came down to get into their bins they had a signal system. This happened when Bill was getting his cock sucked and Sam was on watch. I first heard the door close, which is the signal someone is coming, and then a distant, "you should not be smoking down here", followed by a man who entered the bin area and retrieved something from his bin. John and Bill ducked down and waited, and I stayed where I was at, until the person left, then Sam returned and whispered "clear", slightly opened the entrance door, then John finished off Bill. All these suckings consumed about 2 and a half hours. John left and locked the bin, while I sat there pondering the evenings events and what I should do next. To be continued with "Source or Deposit" which expalins what the parents do to John when they find out.