Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2011 09:55:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: muscle_sprouts@yahoo.com
Subject: What I Saw 20B

What I Saw 20 (2)

A few days later my mom was out for the day, she had told both Lane and I
that she wouldn't be back until late that night. I had no specific plans
but since it was nice I got myself dressed for a long run. Mom had left a
note saying the cable company was sending someone over as we were having
trouble with our wireless service and Lane said he'd hang at the house and
wait for them. As I went around the back of the house to get my bike out
the cable truck pulled up to the front curb. I took a quick glance and then
froze. Two service men were out of the truck and checking papers looking up
at the house...and they were both ridiculously hot.  The driver was an
older guy, maybe fifties, with close cropped dark hair and little grey at
the temples. He had sort of a hard weathered face and a dark tan. He was
thick with muscle and the sleeves of his short sleeve blue work shirt were
rolled up tightly around his tattooed biceps. His jeans were faded and fit
snug against his pretty packed looking crotch and he had on big black
combat boots. The other guy was incredible. He was much younger maybe
twenties and much bigger than the other guy. He was at least 6'3" or so and
was huge. He had deep blue eyes and dark stubble on his square jaw. His
dark hair was sort of shaggy and messy looking. He was wearing a blue
t-shirt that could barely contain his muscles. His arms were thick and
coursed with bulging veins. He had really narrow hips and his jeans were
riding low. Even from across the yard I could see a huge bulge in the front
of the denim. My mouth went dry at the sight of these two bull studs and I
couldn't even imagine what Lane would do when they knocked on the door. I
got on my bike and pretended to ride down the street as the two workers
approached the house. I quickly circled back around and left my bike by a
tree on the corner of our lot and crept to the back door. I snuck into the
kitchen and looked around the corner into the main part of the house. Lane
was standing there looking dazed as the two men stepped into the shadowy
foyer. He had put on loose short this morning that were almost too big for
him and they rode really low on his hips. He had on that tiny faded yellow
tee that barely covered his stomach and from behind, I could see the thick
ribbed elastic band of what appeared to be a jock strap rising over the
shiny white nylon of the shorts. The two men were sort of looking at this
stunned kid trying to get him to tell them where the cable box and modem
were. I could see the older guy give Lane's tight young body a quick once
over before asking again..."We need to know what room the router and modem
are in...?"

His voice was deep and sort of annoyed sounding. Lane stammered and sort of
shook his head to clear it and pointed with a visibly shaking hand to the
big front parlor. The huge young guy looked at the teen quizzically as he
followed his partner into the room. Lane leaned against the door jam,
watching the two men start working. I crept forward into the hall and could
see beyond Lane as they moved the large flat screen and got onto the floor
to pull out the router. The young guy was on his knees leaning behind the
television stand and his t-shirt was ridding up in the back exposing a
strip of white skin. His lower back was thick with muscle and his waist
seemed impossibly small. His jeans were pulled taut from his position and
they were pulled a little lower as well. The beginnings of the swell of his
muscled ass could be seen and just a hint of crack peeked above the black
band of his Calvin Klein underwear. The older mans' arms bulged as he
shifted the stand further out to give them more access. I pulled back
closer to the wall as Lane turned to the side and softly banged his head
against the door jam, his eyes squeezed close. I could see the front of his
shorts was already starting to tent out just at the sight of these two hot
men. Lane stayed and watched as the two men continued with their work, I
could see his mind reeling and trying to keep in control. His hand would
drop to his ever swelling crotch every so often and give it a tug or
squeeze. The older guy stood up and came over to Lane.

"We're going to be here awhile...you don't have to stay and watch...we
won't steal anything." His craggy face split in a grin. Lane swallowed hard
and tried to find his voice.

Ummm...ah...alright...do you need anything?" he asked his eyes flicking to
the younger guy as he stood up and stretched causing his t-shirt to ride up
and expose a dark line of hair from his tight stomach that trailed down
into the top of his jeans. Sweat broke out on Lane's forehead at the sight.

The older guy caught the look and turned back to the kid. "I think we're
all set...though if you wouldn't mind...I could use some water?"  His
eyebrow raised and he purposefully dropped his eyes and seemed to note the
kid's now fully tented shorts. Lane virtually raced to get out of the room
to the kitchen.

I perked my ears up as the older guy walked over to his partner,

"Dimitri...I think that kid is checking us out...little faggot." He said.

The other guy let out a laugh "Naw...Frank...he's just a kid...he just
seemed nervous...maybe not used to being in the house with workers without
mommy and daddy." He said looking towards the kitchen.

"No I'm telling you...his eyes were glued to us...I think he even was
checking out our junk...and I would bet my ass that he was throwing a
hard-on when he scooted off to get me water. " The older guy stroked his
chin thoughtfully.

"Whatever...this system is pretty fucked up...we got shit to do." Dimitri
said turning back to the scramble of boxes and wires now pulled out from
the back wall.

"Yeah...I guess...but I can't say it doesn't get me going a bit...kid all
hot for me...you ever gotten a blow job from a faggot...it's the best...I'm
telling ya" I could see he wasn't kidding as the front of his faded tight
jeans had begun to swell a bit as he considered.

"Shit...no I've never done it with a guy...fuck." The younger guy said not
looking up from his work.

"Don't knock it till you've tried it...I mean I love pussy but a hot mouth
is a hot mouth and faggots like that...they fucking crave cock." Frank
walked back over to the TV and began to disconnect the heavy white cables.

"Really...is it different then a chick?" Dimitiri said looking up at his
buddy.

"Christ yea...one time...I was at this porno shop...and these two guys
brought in this little blond fag...and" Frank paused to swallow, his voice
thickening, "the fucking little whore took on all the guys there. "

"WHAT...what d'ya mean?" Dimitri said putting down his screwdriver, getting
interested in the conversation now.

Frank rubbed his swelling crotch absentmindedly and continued, "He was
blowing guys through the glory hole in one of the stalls, and you could
hear him groaning and moaning. All these guys were outside the booth
listening...and you could hear him gagging on the dicks and swallowing
jizz...it was fucking unbelievable. Finally the two guys pulled him out of
the booth and started fucking him up the ass right in the middle of the
room. They were pumping cum up his ass...letting all of us take turns on
him...I never shot so much spunk in my life...and the little fucker lapped
up every drop...he must have sucked off ten guys and gotten fucked by about
as many...incredible. "The older guy was clearly getting worked up by the
memory and now I could see Dimitri shifting around on the floor adjusting
what looked like the beginnings of a pretty hefty erection in his baggy
jeans.

Just then Lane returned with two glasses of water. He seemed to have gotten
himself a bit under control as now his cock looked still swollen but it
wasn't prodding the nylon of his shorts out eight inches in front of
him. As he handed the glass of water to Frank, the older guy he jumped and
his cheeks flushed as Frank let his hand make contact with Lane's.

"You interested in cable work?" Frank asked as he kept his eyes locked on
the teens face and he swallowed the water from the dewy glass. It was
getting hotter out and the house really tended to hold in the high
temperatures. Lane nodded and I could see his crotch flicker and stir at
the direct eye contact from the older stud. Dmitri looked down and noticed
it as well.

"Why don't you hang out and watch us...we could teach you some stuff."
Frank's eyebrows rose suggestively.

The two men turned back to the T.V. and the cable box. Lane leaned against
the door jam and watched as they crawled around doing their work. Dimitri's
shirt would ride up in back exposing more skin and Frank surreptitiously
kept pushing his tight jeans lower on his hips. At one point he stood up
and arched his back in a phony stretch and his jeans were so low in the
front that the top straight line of his dark pubic hair was visible. His
cock had really begun to swell and could be clearly seen curving in the
tight confines of the denim. Lane licked his lips convulsively. Dimitri
caught this and I could see that he seemed to be getting really excited as
well. A huge bulge had formed in the tight packed crotch of his jeans and
he seemed to be covered in a light sheen of sweat.

"Christ it's hot he said raising one thickly muscled arm and wiping his
forehead. His shirt rose up in the front and again that flash of a dark
line of hair was visible trailing from his tight navel into the top of his
jeans.  "I gotta go wash my face, is there a bathroom down here kid? "He
asked looking at Lane.

"Umm...right over there..."Lane stammered pointing to the half bath off the
foyer. I quickly basked down the hall a little further to make sure I was
out of view. Dimitri went into the bathroom but left the door open. He
checked to make sure the kid was watching and then quickly stripped his
shirt off over his head. His body was ridiculous. His muscles looked like
they were carved into his flesh and a light dusting of sweaty hair covered
his huge rounded chest and washboard stomach. He ran the sink and splashed
handfuls of water onto his face. It dripped off his square jaw and ran in
down the thick groove between his pectorals. Lane's mouth gaped and his
face twisted in agony.  I could see his chest heaving and his cock was
thrumming, standing up straight and fully erect in his baggy
shorts. Dimitri pulled the shirt back on and walked past the staring kid
like this was a totally normal situation. I caught him catch Frank's eye
and give a conspiratorial nod.  Frank walked over to Lane "Hey kid" he
said, startling him out of his reverie. "Can we get some more water?"  Lane
shuffled off to the kitchen.

Frank walked over to his younger friend,"Christ I'm throwing wood...I want
to make something happen."  He lightly stroked the curved tube of his cock
that was snaking down his thigh.

"I can't believe this, but teasing this little queer has got me all worked
up as well." He rocked back a bit on his heels and craned his neck to look
down at his crotch. His cock looked HUGE. It was still semi soft and
appeared to be folded over causing an enormous lump in the front of his
jeans. He shoved his hand into the waistband and made a quick adjustment
and soon the full thick cock could be seen standing up along one hip almost
reaching to the rivets of his jeans pocket.

"Christ how fucking big is that thing?" Frank asked chuckling.  Dimitri
laughed and said "Big...I used to get teased all the time the locker room
in high school...they called me Horton...you know the elephant. Some women
can't even handle it...I've never found a chick who could take the whole
thing in her mouth"

"I bet this little faggot can...I wanna see that." Frank said staring off
in the direction of the kitchen.

"How do we get something going then?" Dimitri asked nervously.

"He wants it...that's clear...his cock is about to snap off and he's
practically drooling...I think with a little push we can get him on his
knees pretty easy" Frank said. He got an evil gleam in his eye and looked
over at his buddy "Maybe I can give you an experience like the one I had at
that porno shop." His voice was thick and I saw a throb in his pants at the
thought.

"What...you mean..." Dimitri lowered his voice to a whisper, "gang banging
the kid?"

Frank moaned a little and nodded "Let's see where this goes...but I know
some guys who'd be up for some action..." His voice trailed off as Lane
came back into the room with two more glasses of water. The trip to the
kitchen hadn't seemed to cool him down any. A dark line of sweat now ran
down the middle of the back of his pale yellow tee shirt and his shorts
seemed to be riding even lower on his hips, exposing the full top thick
band of the athletic supporter he was wearing. His cock was still visibly
fully erect and straining against the confines of the pouch of the jock and
pushing the front of his shorts out obscenely. The sight of the overexcited
kid and the thought of what could happen were too much for Frank and he
stepped forward and got real close to Lane. He took the glasses of water
from his hands and slowly dropped them to the carpeted floor. "Fuck the
water...we want something else" he said staring at the kid, his eyes hard.

Lane stuttered, confused "wha...what?"

"My buddy wants you to suck his dick and I want to watch." Frank's words
seemed to be magnified around the living room, bouncing off the tastefully
painted walls.

Lane swallowed hard. He was too on edge and I could see his control
slip. He bit his lip and let his hand drop to his crotch. Dimitri moved in
closer and whispered in his buddy's ear, "He's really worked up...look at
him" his eyes wide in amazement. Frank had had enough and put a big hand on
the kid's shoulder and forced him down to his knees. Lane knelt shaking on
the living room carpet.  Frank and Dimitri stood over him their stuffed
crotches at eye level.  Frank grimaced and looked at the kid "This alright
with you...you want cock right?" he spat out almost in disgust.

Lane was too far gone... the days of restraining himself and the torture my
father put him through left him naked with need. "Yes...God yes." He moaned
and shoved his shorts down to his knees. His ass was framed by the tight
elastic and looked beautiful, the ribbed pouch was strained to capacity and
Lane had already leaked precum staining the front and causing it to start
to turn translucent.

Dimitri swallowed hard "Fuck Frank...I think he wants to get fucked too."
He said in a hoarse whisper.

"Of course he does...don't you, you fucking little whore...you let men fuck
you? " He crouched down to be on eye level with Lane. He grabbed fistful of
those dark curls and pulled his head back, "You been bred...had cum shot up
that hot ass?" he dropped his eyes and used the other big rough hand to
lightly stroke the creamy exposed skin of Lane's perfect ass. Frank's
breath caught in his throat at the texture and firmness of the overheated
flesh. He shifted and I saw his now fully erect cock pulse and a small wet
spot appeared on the front of the faded denim. Frank firmly pulled the
shorts under Lane's knees and then over his bare feet, leaving the kid
kneeling there in his tight t-shirt and jock strap, his cock rampant.

Lane closed his eyes at the rough treatment and moaned" Yeah...I ...I
need..." he couldn't even finish.

Frank roughly shoved his hand up the kid's t-shirt and brutally pinched one
of his nipples "I know what you need." He stayed crouched down and kept his
fist wrapped in Lane's hair but turned and looked up at his buddy "Show him
your cock...you're gonna love this, kid" said with a grin and jerked Lane's
head for emphasis.

Dimitri's breathing was heavy now and the front of his pants had swelled to
monstrous proportions. He lowered his hands to the button of his jeans; I
noticed they were shaking in excitement. "You want to see my dick?" he
whispered to the kid.

"Lane tried to nod, but Franks jerked his head by the hair again "tell him,
you whore!" he said through gritted teeth.

"Ummm...show me our cock...I want to see it." Lane said and swallowed hard.

The younger guy popped the button and slowly slid the zipper down. He
folded back one flap of the pants. He wasn't wearing underwear and thick
ridges of muscle along his hips was exposed, he had trimmed bristles of
dark pubic hair and the super thick base of his cock could just be seen,
the rest of the shaft was still concealed as it was trapped in the jeans,
it's length laying along his thigh.

"C'mon Dimitri...take it out...I want to see the look on this fuckers face
when he sees what your packin...what he's gonna get" Frank said smiling
into Lane's flushed face.

Dimitri reached thick fingers into the V of his jeans and manipulated the
heavy shaft, pulling it up and out the gaping opening of his unzipped
pants. Once it hit the air it jerked straight up to full erection. It was
fucking amazing. It was almost eleven inches long and super thick. The
shaft was dusky like the rest of his skin and the huge cut head flared out
dramatically from the vein covered stalk. It stood out in stark relief
against the dark background of his tight t-shirt. It rose up between those
mounds of pectorals and the slit looked moist and glistening. The head
seemed to become even more engorged as Lane's eyes devoured the flesh
inches from his face. Dimitri carefully reached in and scooped out two egg
sized testicles, the motion causing him to gasp as his cock bounced and
swayed in front of the kid's face.

"Christ I'm excited...my nuts ache already." He said in a low
voice...sounding amazed at his level of arousal.

Lane's mouth fell open in pure lust and a string of saliva over spilled his
full bottom lip and caught on his chin.

Frank used one big hand to cup the back of the kid's sweaty skull and
guided his open mouth forward. Dmitri's incredible cock was straining,
pulsing and jerking towards the small mouth.

"Yeah that's it you little hungry cock whore...you're eager, huh? Wanna
feel that big heavy cock in your mouth?" Frank squeezed the back of the
kid's head tighter in his grip, just barely restraining him from capturing
the cock bobbing in front of him.

 Dimitri stared down at his buddy, the kid on their knees in front of him.
"Make him suck me...I wanna feel his mouth on my dick." He said his voice
sounding horse with lust.

"Let me steady it for you" Frank said, gently taking Dimitri's hugely
engorged cock by the base with just his finger- tips. He held it still and
with inexorable force moved the boy's head forward. Lane needed no
encouragement. He had to sit up straighter on his knees to reach the head,
but once he lined up the plum sized glans with his open lips he closed his
eyes in ecstasy and ever so gently captured the severely bloated head in
his slick lips. He snaked his pink tongue out from the tight seal he was
forming and let it sweep over the circumcision scar. Dimitri jumped and
gasped "Fuck." He involuntarily thrust his hips forward urging the kid to
take more of his cock. Lane's lips were still making their slow progress
over the hot deep red head, it was so big, and it took some time. He pulled
his tongue back into his mouth and I could see him swirl it around, raking
against the inner side of his cheek, licking the slit seeking out salty
precum.  His eyes closed and he reached a hand up to grasp the shaft as the
entire head finally popped past his lips. Lane shook Frank's hand off the
base of the cock, replacing it with own tight grip and began to moan deep
in his throat and he rotated his head ,causing his wet mouth to mercilessly
slide over and over the sensitive flesh. Dimitri cried out "Holy shit..."
Frank sank back on his heels, his eyes locked onto the boy, now sloppily
mouthing his buddies enormous cock head.  "Fucking whore" he whispered, and
undid his own jeans.  Dimitri's eyes were glued to the kid as he continued
to powerfully suck on just the head.  Frank's cock was now in his own fist,
dripping wet. It was ten inches long and looked thick and blunt. It was
darker than the rest of his skin and the head was almost purple and almost
perfectly round. He put one big palm back on the kid's skull and pushed him
forward, hard. "Take more ...faggot. "He said. Lane opened his mouth wider
and engulfed more of the shaft, creeping his lips down its length. Frank
audibly gasped as Lane kept forcing more and more of the cock into his
mouth. His throat bulged as the thick head popped past his tonsils and just
kept going. Soon his lips were tightly clamped about four or five inches
from the base and the head was deep down his throat. Dimitri's legs almost
collapsed and he threw his head back and moaned. "Christ...fucking
shit...I've never felt anything like this...ahhhh" Frank's eyes almost
bulged out of his head. He fished in his back pocket. "You almost got it
all, Kid...I gotta take a picture of this." He pulled out his cell phone
and with shaking; fumbling hands got it to the camera setting. As Lane
slowly began to slide his throat up the shaft, easing the thick head out of
the depths of his throat, Frank snapped picture after picture. Lane reached
the point where his lips were now just trapping the head and he pulled
off. He gasped and sucked in air as spit ran down his chin. The cock
throbbed slick and shiny with his saliva, pulsing in rhythm to Dimitri's
racing heart. It was an awesome sight.

Dmitri looked down at Frank "make him get me off..." he said
thickly. "Let's take pictures of that."

Lane was kneeling up panting, staring at Dimitri's enormous cock. His eyes
were half closed and he looked almost dreamy.  The slick sound of Frank
working his wet cockhead with his tightly closed fist could be heard around
the room as he whispered through gritted teeth, "You heard the man...suck
him off...work for that cum load, you little fucker." Frank took his hand
off his cock and looked at his palm; it was slick with clear fluid. "Christ
you got me so hot I'm leaking like crazy...I need to slow it down or I'll
shoot to quick." He took his wet hand and ran it down one flushed cheek of
the kid kneeling directly in front of him. Lane's cheek now had shining
streaks on it as he leaned up and once again wrapped his hand around the
base of Dimitri's dick. The cock was so thick his fingers didn't even come
close to meeting.  He began to slowly pump his fist up and down just the
first few inches of the base of the dick. Dimitri groaned and a thick bead
of fluid oozed out of his piss slit and slowly began to trickle down the
underside to the heavy shaft. Lane just stared and continued to slowly pump
his fist, milking more precum from the overexcited cock.  Soon the clear
stream of fluid reached Lane's tightly clamped hand. His eyes blazed and he
leaned down and swiped his pink tongue over his thumb collecting the thick
liquid. The whisking sound of Frank snapping pictures could be heard over
the huffing breaths of Dmitri.  Lane's arm muscles flexed as he exerted
considerable force on the shaft to bend it down perpendicular to the
floor. This caused his cock to engorge even more and the head visibly
bloated to even greater proportions, flushing a deeper red. Dimitri gasped,
"Ahhh...careful kid...it feels like it could snap off, you got me so
fucking haaarrrdd..." the last part of his sentence turned into something
between a groan and a scream as Lane slid his hot wet mouth firmly over the
huge head popping the entire thing in with one smooth motion. His cheeks
distended with the sheer size of Dmitri's cock head, he could barely
contain it in his mouth, Lane continued the slow pumping action at the
base. I could see his Adams apple bob as he swallowed the now constant
stream of precum that was leaking from the cock directly onto his
tongue. "Ohhh you fucking little whore!" Dimitri moaned in overload
now. His chest was rapidly rising and falling in the tight confines of his
black t-shirt and sweat was running down his forehead and dripping down his
cheeks. Lane flicked his eyes up to the man's straining face and released
the base of the cock. He placed his hands on the man's lean hips, wet
streaks of saliva staining the jeans, and began to slide his mouth forward.
He arched his neck to accommodate the head as it slid past the back of his
throat and in one slow smooth glide the huge bloated cock head lodged
itself deep past his tonsils.  Frank's eyes bulged and he shot out "Holy
fucking shit...he's gonna take it all. " Lane's lips were now straining and
grasping at the super wide base and his breath was coming out of his nose
in huge gasps. He had successfully deep throated the entire eleven inch
erection.  I could hear the low rumble of a moan of ecstasy as Lane slowly
pulled back, letting the thick shaft slide up his throat causing the head
to drag over the full surface of his tongue. The erection bobbed out of his
mouth dripping and shiny and Lane sucked in air before grasping the shaking
head in his lips again and impaling himself once more all the way to the
base. Lane's cock was jumping and jerking in the tight ribbed pouch of the
jock and he looked ready to shoot just from deep throating the huge
penis. Dimitri stared at the kid in wide eyed wonder and moaned"...this is
it Faggot...I'm almost there...you got me so fucking hot...I'm gonna cum
already...you ready to taste my load?"  Lane moaned and leaned up high on
his knees. He took his slick fist and gripped right behind the deeply
flared ridge of the head, while he began to work his open, panting mouth
over and over the glans, twisting his wet fist the entire time. Dimitri
screamed and the head of his cock seemed to turn to stone. It seemed like
time almost froze and Lane continued the relentless torture for endless
minutes. Dimitri's whole face was clenched in agony, holding back, while
the boy worked his cock head. With a huge exhalation of breath and a "fuck"
through gritted teeth, he let go. His huge swollen balls jumped and pulled
up tight to the open flap of his jeans just as the first thick shot of cum
shot out of the head directly into Lane's mouth. The ejaculate was so huge
that Lane couldn't swallow fast enough and soon his lips and hand were
covered in hot semen. Frank moaned and snapped one last picture before
putting his hand on the back of the kid's head and forcing it forward. "Let
him shoot it right down your throat, whore." He said. Lane let go of the
still shooting head and easily deep throated the entire erection again and
let Dimitri fire blast after thick cum right down his gullet, his throat
bobbing and contracting as he swallowed the huge load. It seemed like
Dimitri came for minutes. I couldn't imagine how much cum he was pumping
down the kid's throat. Lane was clearly in cum whore heaven. His eyes were
half closed and he just kept swallowing convulsively and moaning around the
huge penis lodged in his throat while his own tortured cock jumped and
throbbed and began to shoot into the tight pouch of the jock. Thick globs
of semen oozed out of the ribbed material and plopped onto the carpet
between the teen's knees.

"That's one load for ya..." Frank said grabbing tight to lane's thick curls
and pulling his head back. Dimitri's cock slid out of the boy and pulsed,
slick and wet a big drop of cum and spit hanging suspended from the tip.
The big man's breathing was still coming out in huge huffs and he wiped
seat from his eyes. "Fucking A that was incredible...no bitch has ever been
able to get me off like that...you're fucking too much kid." He said. Lane
leaned up and wrapped a hand around the slick shaft and began to run his
fist up and down the full length, his face still clouded with lust. Dimitri
jumped and gasped. "Whoa ...careful...ahhh." His protests turned into a low
moan as Lane lashed his tongue over the head capturing the oozing
semen. Dimitri's cock didn't lose any of its firmness and Lane was spurred
on by this. He leaned up and began to feverishly lick his swirling hot
tongue all around the enormous bloated head, collecting thick drips of
cum. "Yeah clean off that cock...he's got more for you...don't you Dim?"
Frank said. "You know Buddy...I think this little whore is so hot for cock
we better call in reinforcements...whata'ya think? "He looked at the kid
greedily lapping at his friends straining engorged penis and laughed and
began to rapidly type on his cell phone key board. "Yeah...get a bunch of
guys over here...I want to see this kid get used." Dimitri groaned his eyes
locked on the kid now deeply sucking on his cock head as Lane's breath
quickened with excitement.