Date: Thu, 22 Oct 2009 23:11:10 +0200 From: Dave Gabriel Subject: yardwork with tom 12 After our fuck and some kissing, Tom and I got up slowly and went to the kitchen. I made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and we drank milk. He sat there eating and I stood there looking at him, perving on him. He finished and leaned back and burped lightly. "What next?" he said. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Are we gonna work today or just do dirty stuff?" "I thought maybe a little of both. Come on up to the bathroom." I led him into the bathroom and shut the door. It was hot and smelled like perfumed toilet paper and detergent. The wallpaper was pink flowers; we had never changed it since we moved in. The sunlight streamed in. I went to a pile of clothes and found what I was looking for - one of my wife's thongs. It was white lace. I picked it up and held it towards Tom. "I thought you could wear this while we work today." He snickered. "You want to make me a fag boy. Fuck you!" "I dare you." "You think I'm stupid?" "No. I just want to see you in them. I told you - you get me hot and I like to look at you - all different ways." He stood there thinking and then grabbed them from my hand. He held them and asked, "Where does the string go?" "Along or kind of in your butt crack." "'Ill do it but only if you do whatever I want when I say." "Deal," I said quickly, not thinking. "You mean it?" he asked, looking at me squinting. "Yup," I said, all excited. He pulled them on. They were too tight of course - but not ridiculous. Tom was thin around his waist. "Let me," I said, and came around behind him, adjusting the string on his ass, unwinding it so it was nice and straight along his crotch. I pulled his cheeks open just a bit so it rode into his hole just a bit on the bottom. "How's it feel?" I asked. "It's tight - what do you think?" I came around his front, and wow, he looked fucking great. Still Tom but all girly with that lace. I could see his soft cock and black pubes through the front. The blood rushed to my crotch. "You're fucking hot," was all I could say. He smiled. He looked in the mirror and stepped back so he could almost see his whole body. He shimmied his ass a little. He pulled on the front and let it snap, giggling. "This is so gay." "Yeah...I guess. You look really good though, man. Can't explain it." He looked at himself and moved around a little more, stepping around, like he was at the store trying on some jeans. "Now what do we do?" he asked, looking at himself. "Just one more thing," I replied, and went to the sink. I found my wife's lipstick and opened it, approaching him. "No way!" he said and moved back. "Just a little." He stood still and looked at the lipstick. "Look straight ahead in the mirror," I instructed him, "and close your mouth." He obeyed, and looked at himself with something like curiousity. I applied some of the cherry-red lipstick on his lips slowly. "Purse your lips so it gets spread around a bit, like this," I said, smacking my lips a bit to demonstrate. He imitated me. Now, I grabbed some powder and applied it to his cheeks the way I had watched my wife do it all the time, lightly, giving him some color. It made him look girly and made up, like one of those boy child actors, with the lipstick - he was a real faggy boy now, only he wasn't - because he was still Tom. That was very exciting, for him to be doing this for me. "Perfect," I finally said. I stepped back from him. He stood there, not sure what to think. "What are we gonna do?" "Let's go outside and do some work." He looked at me unsure, and bit his lip, then followed me. We put on sneakers both, I had on my regular work jeans and a tee-shirt. I gave Tom a tee-shirt as well - but one of my wife's. It was a short red one and it wound up riding up around his belly button. With those lace panties he looked really hot, needless to say. We headed outside. I heard my neighbor Tony's lawnmower in the other yard. "What happens if Tony sees us?" Tom said. "I look all fagged out! What will he do?" "He doesn't care - he'll probably like it. But listen - I'll do the explaining. I'm the adult - you don't have to say shit." He said nothing. We began to work for about half an hour and worked up a sweat, picking up logs I had cut and moving them to a wood pile on the other side of the yard. Every time we brought some logs to the pile, we walked along the edge of my driveway in clear view of Tony's house. This time, when we came back, me in front pushing the wheelbarrow and Tom trudging behind me, we saw Tony wallking towards us. "Hey Tony," I said. Tom said nothing, looking down. "Hey guys!" he said, and as he came closer, squinting, "Hey Tom." Tony shook my hand firmly and then approached Tom slowly, looking him up and down. After a moment, he gave Tom his hand, and Tom took it, shaking it, looking up at him quickly, then wiping his forehead. "What are you guys up to?" Tony said, looking at me quickly, but mostly looking at Tom with a strange expression. He saw Tom's lipstick and powder, no doubt. I played it like everything was normal. "Tom's been helping me out the last few days - he's a great worker. Today we're getting some logs on to the pile for the winter." "Helping you out, huh?" Tony said. "Yeah, I've seen you guys working here." Tom looked at me quickly and I saw him gulp. I didn't want him to feel bad and was getting nervous. "Tom got some of his clothes dirty so I gave him some stuff to wear. It's hot out today..." I said, meaninglessly. Tony stood for a moment looking at me, and then at Tom again. It was a long moment and I didn't know what would come next. Then he said, simply, "Yeah. It's hot. You guys need some help? I got a little time." Thank God. I accepted of course and the three of us worked together. Tom said virtually nothing, and Tony and I talked about the usual bullshit. Tony was looking at Tom a lot out of the corner of his eye, and I was looking at Tony all the while. Tom was taking it all in - he knew he was getting looked at - and we all started to loosen up. We were all breathing heavy after a few more trips with the wheelbarrow, sweating like crazy. It was almost noon and a good time to stop. "Let's break and I'll get us some lemonade I made this morning. Come on," I said. We headed down to our back porch. The sun was high but we had some shade under the porch. There were chairs there and the other guys sat down. I grabbed the pitcher of lemonade from the fridge and three glasses. I poured it and we drank. "Good." Tony said. "Not too sweet. Quenches your thirst." Tom guzzled his down. "Here," I said, pouring him more. "Sorry," he said, licking his lips. "No need, Tom. You're a growing young dude. Need your liquids." I looked at Tony and he was looking at Tom, smiling. I was starting to be sure that Tony was aroused. How could he not be - a sweaty young guy in that lace thing, showing his body like that? After a moment, I took off my shirt. "Too hot!" I said. "Let's get 'em off," I suggested. Tony watched me, and then after a moment followed suit. Tom waited with that look of his - eyes far away, but watching, mouth slightly open and slack. "That's better, huh?" I said, looking at Tony. "Yeah," he said, smiling. I looked at Tony's chest. He had a fair amount of black and grey hair there, and nice big pectoral muscles - I like that on a guy my age and up - pretty muscular. There was a little fat on his belly but not too much. His chest was glistening with sweat. "Geez, Tony," I said, pouring it on, "I didn't realize how in shape you are, man. Look at those pecs!" I whistled approvingly. Tony laughed, a little embarassed. "I've tried to hang on to my muscles a bit since I was in the army - that was the only time I was in top condition, years ago." "Bet you were," I replied, admiringly. I was trying to flirt with Tony in that bullshit way that "straight" guys always do - pour on the innuendo, but all in a macho tone. I sat back in my chair and looked over at Tom. "Tom's getting some tone as well - probably some more just from the last few days of work here - what do you think, Tom?" I asked. "Yeah, I guess. Dunno." "Come on - get off the shirt and let's have a look. It's too hot for that thing and you've sweated through it." It was true. The little t-shirt that came up to his belly was drenched. Tony watched him as he tried to take it off, struggling to get it over his head. It was so tight on him. In an instant, I pulled it over his head and it was off. He stood there, slightly pissed. "Now," I said, "look at that. You've got some good looking muscles on your chest, and great shoulders, Tom." I put my hand on his shoulder and squeezed it. Tony nodded, and said, "Yeah, it's true Tom. I remember when you were just a little kid. You're growing fast, becoming a real young man." Tom said nothing. I rubbed his shoulders a bit more and moved around back. "Let me rub your shoulders down, though. Feels like you're tight the way you were the other day. If I send you home in pain your mom'll be pissed." He sat back down. Tony watched, transfixed. I started to work on Tom's shoulders, standing behind him. Tom looked straight ahead. I could feel he was tense with Tony there. "Relax, Tom. Tony doesn't care if you get a massage, right?" I looked at Tony. "No way," he said quietly. "Looks really pleasant." "I've learned a few tricks from a girl in Europe who takes care of me when I travel over there," I said, kneading Tom's shoulders, gently, rubbing them, moving down just a little to the front of his chest. He relaxed a bit, and trembled at the same time. "Tony," I said, "come on over and sit here next to Tom; I'll hook you up in a minute." Tony said nothing, hesitating. "Come on!" I said. "It's just us guys. Never pass up a free massage." "Well, okay," he said, and shifted over. I worked on Tom some more and he spread his legs just a bit. Tony looked down. I felt like a voyeur - I could see both of their expressions and reactions - to me, to each other, to everything they were feeling. My dick had grown a bit in my jeans. I finished on Tom and started on Tony. What a different body, the body of a hunky, almost 50 year old man. More muscle, rougher skin, more sinewy. Tony was a little shorter than Tom as well. I kneaded fairly deeply and strongly in his shoulders; he sighed slightly. "You a guy who likes pain?" I asked. "I mean - in a massage!" "Well, within reason," he let out. I oscillated between hard kneading - he was really tight, poor Tony, from all that yardwork he did all the time - and smooth, sensous rubbing. I moved forward, a little ways down his chest. He shuddered. Tom turned a little towards Tony and now seemed more relaxed - now that Tony was getting the treatment, and was obviously into it. Meanwhile, I was more or less fully hard and my dick was really straining under my jeans. I moved down further to Tony's chest. "Let's just feel those pecs," I whispered. I squeezed his chest on both sides lightly. Tony looked down, watching my hands. Tom watched intently. "Looks great Tony," I said, giving his shoulders a once over before moving over to Tom. Tony was quiet and said nothing. I loooked down to his crotch and was pretty sure that I could see an outline going down his right leg - his cock was puffed up all right. I worked on Tom some more and he kept his legs more spread. Tony watched as I moved down Tom's chest and took hold of his nipples lightly, squeezing them. Tom shuddered and sighed. I looked down and his dick was hard, pointing down, straining to get out of those panties. Tony's breathing was more rapid now - he was really horny. I came around to the front now, and stood facing Tom and Tony. "So Tony, what do you think - do you like how Tom looks in that thong?" I asked. Tony looked at me and then at Tom. "It's...it's not bad, really." "Yeah. I like it too. Makes me hot, Tony. Can I show you something?" I asked, looking at him in the eye. "Yeah, sure." I undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans, as Tony and Tom watched silently. Then I pulled them down, slowly, and my cock sprang out, hard, standing up. "C'mere, Tom," I said, moving closer to Tom. "Stand up for a minute." Tom sat still, and half-looked at Tony, hesitating. Then he smiled slightly and stood up in the thong. His dick was completely hard, pressed against the lacy material, straining to get out. "Nice man. Looks like you're hard too. Turn around and show Tony how pretty your ass looks." Tom snickered and reddened a little. "What do you mean?" he said, quietly, looking down. "You know what I mean. Stick your ass out just a little so Tony can see." I gently put my hand on his belly and pushed. Tom raised himself just a bit on his tiptoes, magically, and stuck his creamy, beautfiul ass out. "Nice how he's got that black hair there, right Tony?" I said, looking over at him. He stared at Tom in a daze. I took the thong strap and gently but firrmly tugged on it, getting it more into Tom's crack. He moaned a little in protest. "Cut it out," he said, but kept his ass out. I put my hand on his but cheek and squeezed it. "Nice firm ass Tom. Have a feel, Tony - see how that boy is getting some tone all over." Tony looked at me from his daze, speechless. "Come one, go for it! Young guys like the attention." Tony slowly reached over and touched Tom's other butt cheek and squeezed it lightly, and left his hand lingering there. I could feel the electricity pass between them. Then I continued. "Show Tony what you've learned here the last few days. Just suck on me a little bit." Tom sat back down and leaned forward on the chair after a moment, and slowly took my cock into his mouth. He sucked back and forth slowly, looking straight ahead past me, into the field below. I could see his dick pulsing away under the thong. I turned to Tony. "Let's see what you've got, neighbor." He stood up, beside me, unbuckling his leather belt. His hands were trembling slightly. Then he unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped them. "Lemme help," I said. I pulled with both hands on the sides of his jeans, which were tight, and lowered them slowly. Tony wore white briefs under there and I saw immediately his cock, which was huge - a good nine inches and very thick. His bush was thick with black and grey hair. His cock looked great - it was big and shiny, and - to my delight - uncut. We all admired it. "Wow, Tony. That's some cock." "Thanks," he said, plainly. I turned to Tom again. "You want to taste that a bit?" I said. He sat up straight on his chair. "Come on, Tony," I said, pushing him gently forward. He held his cock out and Tom licked the head. Tony gasped. "Oh shit," he said. "I know, it's hot." "I...this is so hot. Tom, you look so good in those panties, with that lipstick," he whispered through his teeth." He put his hand on Tom's head and gently rubbed Tom's dirty hair. Tom took more of Tony's cock into his mouth. Now he rolled his tongue around the cockhead. I put my hand on Tony's ass and he shuddered again as I squeezed his ass cheek, looking at me. I smiled, and leaned over to Tony, opening my mouth and taking him by the back of the neck, pulling him towards me. He understood, and met my kiss. Tom looked up from his sucking and watched us kiss. It was rough and hot - Tony had a lot of pent up energy, I could tell. He grabbed my neck and pulled me against him, our teeth rubbed against each other. We stopped and both looked at Tom. "Tom," I said. "C'mere." He stood up slowly. "Man, I'm not sure why you're wearing those panties and the lipstick, Tom, but I really like it," said Tony. Tom looked at Tony. Suddenly I realized that he wanted to play around with Tony but was maybe nervous - this guy had been his neighbor since he was a little kid and now he was standing here naked and hard with him. "Tom, go ahead and play with Tony if you want," I suggested. "Feel that nice chest he has." Tony smiled expectantly. Tom put his hand on Tony's chest and found his left nipple. He squeezed a bit. Tony sighed, and then asked, "Oh God, Tom. Where'd you learn that?" Tom smiled and looked at me. "God you guys," was all Tony could say. I leaned down and found Tony's other nipple with my tongue. He stood transfixed and held his breath as I bit it lightly, and then started to breath again, staggered. I looked down at his dick. It was sticking out straight, but was big enough that it didn't really stick up that much - and fat. There was lots of foreskin, and lots of hair. His balls were tight and pretty hairy as well. Tom continued to squeeze Tony's nipple and then, suddenly, he said. "Okay - your turn to do what I say." I looked up. Tony looked a little confused, but mostly just horny. "Well okay, Tom. I did promise you. Guess I should tell you, Tony - Tom put on that thong for me and the lipstick but I had to promise to do whatever he says when he decides. So it's time for Tom to order me around a bit. You okay with that?" "Fuck yeah," Tony said. "Let's see what he comes up with." He chuckled. Tom wasted no time. "I know exactly what I want. I wanna see you suck Tony's big dick. Get on your knees, fag." Whoa! Tom wanted some revenge, and it included humiliating me a bit. No problem - I was game. I leaned on my knees in front of Tony and took his huge cock into my mouth. It was fat and really filled up my mouth. I began to suck. I'm not an experienced cocksucker - I don't really want to be some guy who prides himself on how well he sucks cock. But it didn't seem to matter to Tony, who was probably just getting off on the whole scene. I did my best to get as much of him in my mouth as I could, and not scratch him with my teeth, and moved back and forth, rolling my tongue around his head. He tasted strong and a little salty, but not funky. I kept this up for a minute and Tom approached me. He had pulled his cock out, lewdly, from the side of the panties, without pulling them down. Without saying anything, he pushed it forward to my mouth. I took Tony's cock out and gave Tom some attention. His dick tasted stronger - like old cum, like my spit - and I eagerly took him into my mouth, like a slut, slurping a little bit. My dick was pulsing away below me. Tony and Tom wathced, smiling. Tom pulled his dick out and slapped me a little in the cheek with it. I returned to Tony. I tasted some of his precum now, just a bit of saltiness coming out of his piss hole. Meanwhile, Tony was getting off on young Tom, feeling his ass with his hand, squeezing it, kissing Tom on his neck. Tom arhced his neck and raised it, closing his eyes, and bucked his hips forward. "Get me dick wet," Tom said then, looking down at me, and I went back and slurped on his dick some more. Then he pulled it out and stepped back. "Go over there on the lawn and kneel down," he said quickly and quietly. Tony looked a little confused and watched me, playing with his dick. "You know," Tony said, "if we're on the lawn here and someone drives by, they might see us." It was true. Tom replied, "That's okay. Then everyone will just see that he's our fag." I waited, kneeling on the ground. Tom pulled off his panties over his sneakers finally and left them on the ground. He moved behind me and spit on his cock. Then he spit on his two fingers and smeared them around my asshole, and stuck one in quickly without ceremony. I winced in pain and pleasure - I wasn't ready for this and couldn't believe how dominant he had become from one moment to the next, this 15 year old skinny, dirty boy. Tony watched, and said under his breath, "Holy fuck." Tom moved forward and rubbed his dick around the outside of my anus, covered in his slime. "You want my cock in you?" he teased gruffly. "Yeah," I said quietly, my face turning red. Tony watched silently. "Tell me. Tell me what you want me to do." "I want you to fuck me Tom. I want you to stick your dick in my hole and fuck me. I wanna feel you in there, inside me." He pushed after a moment and was in. I gasped. It felt so good, Tom inside me. He began to move back and forth with his thin, hard cock, steadily, not too fast. I gasped and moaned - I couldn't help it. I looked up at Tony who looked at us with naked lust, his cock in his hand. I motioned for him to come over to us. He walked slowly with his big, fat dick jutting out in the open air and sat in front of me on his but. "Scoot closer," I said, and he moved right up to me. Tom paused and waited, his dick deep inside of me. Tony's dick was right on my face, and I took it in my mouth, swalllowing as much as I could, gagging a bit. I was in lust now. Tony moaned with pleasure. Tom began to fuck me slowly again and I lapped on Tony's fat cock. Tom stopped and pulled out, giggling. I waited. He approached me. There was some brown shit on his dickhead and down the ridge of his cock. "Clean it off fag," he said. I looked up and his dirty dick was above my face. I moved off of Tony's cock and quickly took Tom's into my mouth, tasting my bitter shit and Tom's dirty dick. "Jesus," Tony said hoarsly. "If you want to fuck me, Tony, that would be great," I said quietly. Tony was getting the picture that I was a real slut. "Get on the chair," he said. I moved onto the lawnchair. We were now in full daylight, all of us dripping with sweat. I moved onto the chair and put my legs up. Tony spat on his huge cock and kneeled down just a bit, rubbing it at my entrance. "Here comes," he said, pushing. It went in pretty easily and then there was a little pain. "Wait one sec," I winced. "Sorry," he said, moving back. "No, just go nice and slow. You're so big." Tom watched, his shiny dick standing up in the sun. Tony pushed more slowly and there was pleasure, no more pain. I felt full and great, and felt just a little bit like I had to take a shit. He started to fuck me slowly. I grabbed Tom's ass with my hand am pulled him towards me again. It was so great to be serving both of these guys, sitting like that with my legs spread and my head back. Tony started to move quicker, thrusting. My cock was very hard, but small, as happens when you get fucked like that - it had retracted a bit. Every so often, some juice would trickle out when Tony thrusted all the way inside of me. Tom watched, and leaned down, his dick still in my mouth, swabbing my cockhead with his finger, licking his finger. That almost sent Tony over the top. "Oh shit. I'm gonna shoot soon." "Pull it out, Tony," I said quickly. "We wanna see that - right Tom?" "Yeah," he said, smirking. Tony pulled slowly out of my ass. His dick was covered in more of my shit - his head and all along the shaft. "Whoa," he said. "Here," I said. "Lemme." He moved forward dumbly and I licked his shaft, cleaning him, then sucked his dickhead lightly. He winced and jumped. Now they stood on either side of me, with their dicks in my face. Tony held my head, and Tom had his hand on my shoulder, which was tender and erotic. They began instinctively to jerk together, and I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out just a little bit. Each one of them slapped his dick on my tongue, and rubbed it around on my cheeks and lips. Tom suddenly jerked faster, his fist hitting me lightly, and began to shoot his salty load onto my cheek, aimed into my mouth, and on my belly and chest. Finally I took him into my mouth and held him there, feeling his jerking dick like a dying fish, spasming in my mouth, spewing more shots of semen onto my tongue. I sucked lightly. Tony followed Tom. His whole body jerked as he came, thrusting his dick in my face, jerking it. I opened my mouth and Tony stuck the head in. I was rewarded with a big load - three or four big shots in rapid succession that I felt on my tongue before I swallowed. I lapped on his dick some more and we all panted. My cock was hard and still kind of small - it was very strange and I was a little embarrassed but didn't care too much. I didn't move to touch it but waited, enjoying being in their service. I looked up at Tom and smiled. "If you've go anything else you've got to let go - go for it. We're outside. You know what I mean." Tom smiled back and, thrusting his hips forward, began to piss after a moment. It was a strong enough stream and he aimed it first on my belly and chest, and then in my face. I sat, head tilted back. Now my dick grew bigger and I felt lust in my whole body, smelling Tom's urine, feeling it sting my sweaty body. Tony looked, slack-jawed, and after a moment, aimed his big hairy dick at my chest and begin to pee. It was a thick stream and he was done quickly. All too soon they were done and shook their dicks over me. Now it was my turn. "Will you guys play with my nipples?" I asked. Tom giggled a bit and Tony smiled. They kneeled down on either side of me and Tom began to knead and pinch my left nipple, Tony my right. I gasped. It would not be long now. I grabbed my dick and pulled on it, feeling the cum gathering up. I could not resist and with both arms took each of their heads, drawing them down to my piss-covered chest. They did not hesitate, and began to lick and bite each nipple. Tom was especially tender, licking me slowly and nibbling me lightly. My orgasm came on strong and long, with great intensity. My first shot hit Tony in his cheek and he continued to suck my nipple. I took Tom's head and moved it down to my cock. He opened his mouth and took my spasming cock in his mouth, taking my cum. He gagged a bit but stayed on me; I held his head gently. After a moment, we made our way to the pool and rinsed off - felt great.