Date: Mon, 23 Aug 1999 09:52:42 -0700 (PDT)
From: =?iso-8859-1?q?UKSW?= <ukstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys Next Door (Part 5)

ukstories@yahoo.com

All the usual warnings apply. If you're not old enough, not legal or not
interested in reading stories with a gay theme - don't read it.

This is based on the Australian soap "Neighbours" and a selected few of the
rather gorgeous male characters who star in it. If you've never heard of the
programme, there's plenty of web sites out there with pictures so that you get
the proper image of the guy's I'm talking about! You're on the look out for the
following characters Billy (Jesse Spencer), Lance (Andrew Bibby), Paul (Jansen
Spencer) and Tad (Jonathan Dutton).

Feedback is always appreciated - flames are also appreciated, but please expect
a reply full of expletives etc. if you decide to send one of the latter.
ukstories@yahoo.com is the e-mail address. Or, if you prefer, my ICQ number is:
45862060. Everyone who gets in contact receives the URL of the new UKSW web
site.

P.S. Don't make any assumptions about the actors' sexual preference from this -
it's all just made up!

The programme and its characters are trademarks of and copyright Grundy
International Operations BV.

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Boys Next Door: Just The Boys

A loud knock on the front door brought Lance back down to earth. His eyes shot
open as he lay there on top of his bed. Naked, covered in a mixture of drying
cum from his massive jack off session just a few moments earlier. He would have
ignored it and waited for whoever it was to get the message, but this person
wasn't going to give up - two more loud knocks at the door.

Lance pulled himself up off the bed. Taking hold of the old T-shirt that he'd
thrown on the floor the night before, he wiped himself down. Removing as much as
he could, the evidence of what he'd just been up do. He picked up the old boxers
that he'd been wearing yesterday. Nothing unusual, just a plain black pair of
boxer briefs and slipped them on. Another knock at the door as he arranged his
package in the front of them. He walked out of his bedroom and into the lounge.
Looking through the eyehole in the front door he saw it was Billy. Lance opened
the door.

"Awww, sorry mate." Billy started, seeing the semi-naked Lance opening the front
door, his hair messed up, obviously having just got out of bed. "I didn't mean
to get you up...." His voice trailed off as Lance opened the door wide.

"Don't worry about it. Come on in." Lance told him. Slightly annoyed at having
been interrupted by his sister's boyfriend, but he could think of worse people
to be interrupted by! "Anne's not in." Lance told Billy as he closed the door
behind him. "She's gone out with Mum, Phil and Hannah for the day."

"So they've finally managed to let you stay in on your own now!" Bill replied,
flashing a big white grin at his friend.

"Yeah, I could hardly believe it myself!" Lance said, being just as sarcastic as
Billy. "Anyway, you're welcome to spend the day here with me if you like. We
could go down to the coffee shop, or just hang out and watch a couple of video's
if you like". Lance told him. He realised as he stood in only his underwear
whilst looking at Billy in his dark green shorts and black T-shirt what his
sister saw in his mate, he was definitely worth looking at.

"Well, if you're sister's not in. Then I suppose you'll have to do!" Billy said.
To Lance, he sounded a little serious, although mixed in with a light hearted
smile. "But shouldn't you get a shower first?" Billy asked, noticing for the
first time the tell tale signs of the drying mixture covering the front of his
friend.

"I think you're right!" Lance said, playfully raising an arm and pretending to
sniff underneath. "You can grab something for yourself in the kitchen if you
want, I won't be too long." He told him. All the time Lance checked Billy out,
looking over his neatly placed dark blond hair, and those sparkling blue eyes.
Causing something deep inside him to be awoken for the first time. A dangerous
forbidden attraction, a lust, towards his twin sister's girlfriend. Lance
grinned inwardly to himself.

"Nah." Billy replied, shaking his head. "I've already had breakfast before I
came out. I'll just hang out in your room and wait for you." He said, not giving
Lance the chance to object. Billy has worked out exactly what Lance had been
doing when he interrupted, he'd noticed the way he was checking him out. And he
wanted to know if Lance had been imagining the same pictures, the same feelings,
the same boys has him just a couple of moments ago.

Lanced walked off back into his bedroom, Billy following pretty closely behind.
Immediately as he walked through the door, Lance grabbed hold of the T-shirt
that he'd just used to wipe the sticky mixture off his body with along with the
rest of his dirty clothes that he'd kicked off last night. "Right then." Lance
said, "make yourself at home, and I'll just be a couple of minutes." He told
Billy.

Billy just nodded at his friend as he saw him hastily gather together his dirty
laundry, wondering what he was trying to hide. And then, after seeing the
sunlight glint off the drying liquid on his chest, realising exactly what he was
trying to hide. He smirked again at Lance. Almost willing him to read his mind.
To realise what he was after. If Lance's sister wasn't available to have some
fun with, he was willing to try her brother. He'd probably better than Anne was
anyway. He sat down on the end of the bed as Lance disappeared out of the door.
Billy took in a big look at Lance's cotton covered ass. He wondered what was
underneath. The stirring inside his shorts said that he was determined to find
out before the end of the day.

In the bathroom Lance had thrown his dirty clothes - boxer shorts and all - into
the laundry basket. He switched on the shower and took underneath the jets of
warm water. His back rested against the cold tiled wall as the water ran down
his naked body. Rushing over his chest, washing away the drying cum and sweat,
in a river cascading over the soft hair that separated his pecs before running
down in streams over his flat stomacher, and down on his crotch, dripping slowly
down the length of his shaft and off of the circumcised head.

A million and one thoughts ran through his mind as the water continued to drench
his body. The way he'd been looking at Billy earlier on. The way that Billy had
been looking back at his almost naked body in the lounge. That fact that his
friend was now sitting in his bedroom, on the bed where he'd not even half an
hour ago enjoyed one of the biggest orgasm's ever. He knew that right now, Billy
would be sitting there, inhaling the smell of his sex lingering in the air. And
it turned him on. Big time.

But there was surely no way that Billy would be into helping make Lance's
fantasies reality, surely? He was going out with his sister. His twin sister. He
couldn't do it to Anne.............. his dick twitched, his balls grew tight
once again. A crushing reality hit him. In his rush to get his cum soaked T-
shirt out of the bedroom, and himself under the shower, he'd not brought a
towel, or any fresh clothes in with him.

In Lance's bedroom, Billy was still on the end of the bed. But his head was
buried in the sheets that covered the bed, taking in deep breaths through his
nose, he could faintly smell his friend on them. They were still slightly damp
from where his sweat had poured off his body a short time ago. His hand reached
in front of him to his shorts, and he squeezed his crotch through them. Feeling
his meaty dick as the scent of Lance's morning workout filled his head.

Suddenly the sound of the water from the shower stopped. Billy knew that he had
to get up from off the bed. He had to think of something else. There was no way
that Lance was going to be into helping him sort out the problem that was
starting to grow inside his shorts. He'd spent long enough chasing after Amy.
Billy tried to convince himself that it was pointless. That he was really with
Lance's sister. That he really wanted to be with Anne. He pulled himself up off
the bed and looked down at his shorts. His cock already starting to tent them
out, his second erection of the morning, and it was a strong one. He didn't want
Anne at all. The person he wanted was about to come into the room.

"Bill." Came Lance's voice, shouting from inside the bathroom. Billy's pulse
started to quicken, the mere sound of Lance's voice echoing off the hard walls
of the bathroom was enough to send shivers down the young lad's spine.

Billy coughed gently to clear his throat. To make his voice sound as normal as
possible in his state of heightened arousal. "Yeah, mate, what's up?" he asked,
shouting back towards the door of Lance's bedroom.

Taking a deep breath to compose himself, Lance knew that he was going to find
out very soon whether Bill had the same idea as himself. "I've forgotten to
bring a clean towel with me - can you get me one out of box?" he called out.
Lance could feel his heart beating hard inside his chest as he walked to the
door and silently unbolted the lock that would allow Bill to come right inside.

"No problem mate." Bill called back. He'd been round at Anne and Lance's house
plenty of times before so he knew where everything was kept. His head started
spinning with everything that was going on. A second ago he had his head buried
in Lance's bed, trying to take in all the smell's of his friend's earlier
wanking session and now he was about to walk into a room where the guy was stark
naked. He tried to take his mind off things, attempting to get rid of his
erection, growing ever stronger inside his shorts as he walked out of the room
and over to the laundry box.

Lance wondered what he should do. Where he should stand, whether he should just
act like he was fully clothed when Bill brought the clean towel into him. Bill
had never seen him totally naked. He'd never seen Bill naked either for that
matter. Whenever they've been at the local pool or something both of them had
always dropped their shorts with a towel wrapped around them to hide what was
underneath. Taking a position sitting on the edge of the bath, Lance knew that
there was no way that he could avoid giving Billy an eyeful of what he'd been
hiding underneath his shorts and behind towels quickly wrapped around his body
this time. And even if nothing happened with him - that would at least give
Lance the material for another almighty session later that night.

Standing outside, taking a third deep breath, Bill knocked on the door of the
bathroom. Lance called for him to come in - Bill thought he detected that
Lance's voice was slightly more croaky and strained than usual. Sharply
breathing in once again, he grabbed hold of the handle and turned it. The warm,
wet air of the bathroom hit Billy as he opened the door and walked in. He looked
over to the bath and saw Lance, completely nude, sitting on the edge of the
bath.

At first, Bill only noticed the parts of his friend that he'd seen plenty of
times before at the pool. Hard firm chest, soft hair separating his pecs, now
wet and looking a lot blacker clinging against his skin. His flat stomach with
that treasure trail of hair running down from his navel, very similar to his
own. Only this time instead of being cut off by the waistband of a pair of
shorts, jeans or Speedo's, Bill could see that line of hair exploding into a
mass of light, almost golden brown, coloured curls. His eyes where drawn almost
at once to the object sticking out from underneath those curls. Lance's prick.
Thinner than his own, but definitely starting to fill out, about four inches
long hanging down over his meaty balls. The end of his prick was circumcised.
Bill could have stood like this forever, just looking at Lance's cut prick. He'd
never seen a circumcised guy in the flesh before, he was fascinated by it.
Bill held out the fresh towel to his friend who took hold of it and draped his
across his knees. Abruptly cutting off the sight Billy had just been enjoying
for a split second. Bill turned walking out of the door. He needed to get out of
there. Lance wasn't going to be into doing any sexual stuff with him. He needed
to get out quickly before his embarrassed himself. Already he could feel his
dick starting to swell inside his pants, he needed to escape, to unzip his
shorts, take hold of his thick dick and beat it whilst replaying the scene of
Lance sitting there, letting everything hang down between his legs, over and
over again.

Lance had seen the way that Bill had stood, lingering for a little longer than
he would have expected. He knew that there was a possibility that Bill, might,
after all, be up for having some fun with him. He also knew that he had only one
more realistic chance of sending out a signal to his friend that he wanted to go
a couple of rounds with him. He quickly dried himself off, wrapped the towel
around his body and walked over to his bedroom.

Inside, Bill was sitting at the window with his back to the door looking out
over the garden at the back of the house. Lance stood in the door way for a
moment and just looked at the back of his friend. His short blond hair was still
damp and clung tightly to his head. In that light, even the back of Billy's
neck, lightly tanned from hours spent out in the sun was turning Lance on. He
walked inside his bedroom. Bill sensed this and turned around to look at him.
"Do you want me to wait outside while you get dress?" Bill asked him. He didn't
want to leave the room while Lance removed his towel, but he thought that's what
he should ask anyway.

"No." Lance started, he thought for a moment he sounded a little too eager to
let Billy stay with him. "It's not like you haven't seen it all before now!"
Lance added, referring back to their encounter in the bathroom.

Lance went over to his wardrobe and looked through his clothes, trying to decide
what to wear, but all the time thinking about what was going through Billy's
head as he watched him from his position on the other side of the room.

"So." Bill spoke. A shiver went down Lance's spine. Bill sounded a lot closer to
him now. Casually pulling out a plain white T-shirt from the bottom of his
wardrobe, he turned around to see that Billy was now sitting on the end of his
bed, within touching distance of him as he was bent over riffling through his
clothes, nothing but a thin towel covering his warm naked flesh. "What do you
want to do today, with everyone else out of the way for a change." Bill
continued, knowing what he wanted the answer to be, but convincing himself that
it wasn't going to happen. Settling for being as close as he was to Lance when
his friend slipped out of his towel to get dressed.

Lance closed his eyes as he let the sound of his friend's voice was over him. A
deep yet soft Australian adolescent voice, sounding so rounded, so sensual. If
he concentrated hard enough he could feel Billy's breath hitting his naked back
as he spoke. There was plenty that he could think of to do with Bill all day,
the two of them alone in the empty house. And for once, Lance decided as Bill's
voice continued to wash over him with ideas of what they could both get up to,
he was going to try and make his dreams into reality.

Reaching down to the towel stretched around his waist, still out of Bill's site,
Lance loosened the cotton material. He went back to his wardrobe, continuing the
pretence of trying to find something to wear. He moved his weight firmly to one
side, as if going to look through another pile of clothes. It was this movement
that started off Lance's plan, hastily thought up on the spot to either make it
look accidental, or, what he hoped for, get Billy interested in some proper
entertainment for the day. The towel dropped to the floor, leaving Lance naked
and totally exposed in the middle of his bedroom, with one of his best friends
just inches away from his ass, still bent over, cheeks parted slightly not yet
enough to reveal his hidden hole, but just enough to get Bill's interest going.
Billy fell silent almost the second the towel hit the floor. He just looked on.
Lance's pale ass bent out in front of him. He expected Lance to quickly get up
and covering himself up once again. But he didn't. Instead he stopped moving
altogether. He just stood their, his back arching forwards with his ass just
inches away. Bill just sat and looked straight ahead at Lance's backside.
Willing him to move closer, to reach just one hand out, to take just one small
touch.

Lance was standing perfectly still. His eyes clenched tightly closed. He knew in
his own mind as he stood there, totally naked, Billy's face just inches away
from his ass, that he'd either made the biggest mistake of his life, or was
about to begin one of the wildest sexual adventures he ever thought possible.
Yet it was seemingly taking forever.

To both of the boys it felt like an eternity. Neither of them willing to make
the first contact. Both of them desperately wanting to take hold of each other,
but neither knowing how the other would react. In reality it was just a couple
of seconds. That's all it took for Bill to realise what was happening. The towel
slipping wasn't an accident. Lance was showing himself off, giving Billy a
closer look. He reached out a hand and slowly, softly and in complete silence
apart from the gentle summer breeze rustling the trees outside, his finger tips
lightly brushed against Lance's ass cheeks.

The instant Billy touched him, it was like an electric surge throughout Lance's
entire young eighteen year old body. It was the touch he'd been waiting for so
long. The touch, the briefest touch that he'd dreamt about at night. All the
time's he'd seen his sister with the hunk of a boy next-door and Lance wished it
was him and not Anne. Now it was. His dick started to harden almost straight
away, both with the fear and the thrill of the situation. He could hear from
behind him Bill getting up off the bed. His fingers never once stopping their
gentle, very soft stroking motion backwards and forwards over his pale skin.
Lance could feel Bill getting closer to him, his hands wandered up from off his
ass and took hold of him around the waist before he felt the harsh cotton of his
shorts begin to press up against him. He could feel Billy's stiff prick inside
his shorts begin to press, softly at first, then getting firmer and firmer
against his ass. His cotton clad chest began to bend over Lance's arched back, a
gentle warm breath touched his ear as Billy whispered to him "So you want it
too".

Billy moved his hands up to Lance's chest, gently rubbing each of his nipples
before covering each of his pecs with his palms and bringing his body back up
straight against his own. They stood for a moment. Taking in the sensation of
being this close to each other. Lance's dick now stuck straight out, seven long
inches a head of him, his balls already moving tightly against his body. A whole
series of shivers running across him with each new sensation of Billy's body
tight close against him. He could feel Bill's hard dick still covered by the
rough cotton of his shorts pressed up against his ass, coming close to slipping
in between his crack.

Gently, Bill turned Lance around. The two of them still closer to each other
than ever before, took their first look at each other face to face since the
first intimate contact between them. Two sets of sparkling blue eyes, filled
with a mixture of tension, fear but above all, the arousal of two eighteen year
old boys looking deep into each other.

This time Lance made the first move. Being fractionally taller than Billy, he
bent his head downwards a little and move his face closer to Bill's. His friend
responded, moving in closer and closer, each other's warm breath hitting their
lips with each shallow, deep, but quick breath. Closer and closer, hotter and
hotter, until finally they touched their mouths together, pressing their lips up
tight against each other, they stayed like that for the moment, enjoying their
first taste of another guy and loving every second of it. Bill's tongue lightly
grazed the edge of Lance's lower lip, edging his way forward inside. Lance
responded by resting his tongue out on top of Billy's. That sent electric pulses
through both of them, sending their tongues flying inside each other's mouths.
Tasting their way around every part of it, wrestling their tongues in the
middle. Billy moved his hands down Lance's waist, between the pair of them,
still pressed as tight together as their lips. On the back of his hand he could
feel his own cock straining against the tight material of his shorts, aching for
a release. He moved his hand closer to Lance, for the first time, his palm
coming into contact with a penis other than his own. Lance's circumcised seven
inches of hard steel like shaft pressed up against his hand, responding
instantly to this new touch, Bill rolled a finger over the top, rubbing Lance's
precum all around the purple head.

Lance pulled his hands through to take hold of Billy's T-shirt, pulling it up
from it's position, neatly tucked inside the eighteen year olds shorts. Roughly,
he began to pull it up over his body, lightly brushing the naked flesh of Bill's
flat stomach and his chest on his way up. Their kiss was broken for a second as
Lance pulled the T-shirt right up and over Bill's head, messing up his neatly
placed blond hair in the process, revealing two armpits full of almost charcoal
coloured pubes. Lance ran his fingers through those pubes as he threw the T-
shirt on the floor. Amazed at how soft the hair was and how it thickly covered
both of his pits. Billy smiled, holding his arms above his head, watching Lance
taking in every inch of his body. Lance looked back up at Billy and smiled back,
their kiss resumed once again.

Bill's hands moved around to Lance's soft ass, gripping both of his cheeks he
roughly pulled Lance even further forward into him, mashing their dicks
together. Lance continued to spew precum, starting to wet through Billy's
shorts.

Lance had now had enough of being the only one of the two of them naked and
revealed. He'd wanted for so long to see Billy as he was meant to be, standing
in front of him, naked, with his dick long and hard in front of him, precum
oozing from his piss slit. He wasn't prepared to wait any longer. He put his
hands around in between the pair of them, still passionately kissing one
another, he moved himself back a little way to give hands easy access to Bill's
shorts. He opened up the top button of Billy's shorts, and eagerly pulled down
the zipper, parting the two pieces of material, before letting them drop to the
floor. Lance ran his hand all over Bill's boxer shorts, he could feel his rock
hard prick pushing up and out of them. Aching to be released. It felt to Lance
as if it was throbbing, trying to break out of the tight cotton confines. The
material was hot, really hot, with the heat coming up from off Billy's crotch in
his state of the most intense sexual arousal that he'd ever experienced in the
whole of his young life. The cotton was damp, almost sticky as what seemed liked
gallons of precum oozed from out of Bill's shaft. Lance put his hands down
inside the waistband, the heat was incredibly. His fingers ran through the thick
curls of his pubes, damp with a mixture of sweat generated by the heat of his
body and the precum that continued to drip down his shaft, covering his balls,
running and mixing in with his pubes. He took a firm hold once again of the
waistband, breaking their intimate kiss as he pulled Billy's shorts down,
letting them hit the floor.

Lance stood back and took in the most amazing sight he'd ever seen. There,
standing just a couple of inches away from him, in the centre of his bedroom,
the open window looking out into the garden behind him, one of his best friends,
his sisters boyfriend. Naked Hands by his sides. His thick chest heaving up and
down. His stomach, tanned, hard and flat. The thick line of dark hair running
from his navel growing out into an impressive bush of black pubes. His dick,
standing up and out, seven inches of thick hard meat in front of him, completely
free of any of the hairs that covered the rest of his crotch, his foreskin
pulled right the way back exposing the bright red head of his cock, pulsing
under the intensity of his erection, shining brightly in the light, covered by a
thin layer of precum that continually oozed slowly from his piss slit, so much
of it, it dripped down the length of his shaft, starting to coat his balls. Big
thick hairy balls, pulled tightly up against his body. His thick legs were
matted in a layer of golden brown hairs.

Bill stood fascinated by the way that Lance was standing opposite him checking
him out in the way he was. But he couldn't help but look at Lance in the same
way. He watched how much he was turned the boy on. His fingers running through
the curls of pubic hairs that surrounded the base of his prick, running a little
way up the shaft, and covered his big balls hanging down underneath. He'd always
looked at Lance's face and realised that he was cute. That was becoming even
more apparent by the moments. His eyes sparkled, wide open, taking in the whole
of his body. His lips were thick and cherry red. Lance had the perfect swimmers
build, his body lean yet hard. His nipples capping off the hard mounds of muscle
that made up his pecs were hard and erect. The line of hair that separated each
of his pecs was something that Billy had always envied - like any teenage boy.
His stomach, like his own, was hard and flat with the makings of a six-pack just
coming through. Bill looked down once again at Lance's circumcised dick and
couldn't hold off any longer.

Sinking to his knees in front of his friend, Billy took hold of Lance's cock
once again. He stroked the underneath of it, feeling the shaft up and down,
stroking the hairs that just ran up about an inch from the base of his prick
backwards and forwards. Lance brushed his fingers through Billy's thick blond
hair as he looked down at his friend playing with his dick. Billy moved his lips
closer to the tip of Lance's cock. Carefully, he placed his lips right on the
tip of it, smearing the precum that was oozing from his piss slit all over his
lips. He rubbed the end of it continuously over and over his lips, tasting small
amounts of the clear liquid all the time before he plunged it, inch by inch
inside his mouth. Lance gasped as he felt his shaft passing between Billy's
lips, into the dark wet hole that was his mouth. He looked down, watching
Billy's bright blue eyes, wide open, and looking back up at him as he swallowed
more and more of his meat into his mouth. Lance clasped his hands on the back of
Billy's head, feeding more and more of his prick into his mouth, all the time
new sensations starting at the top of his cock and then spreading throughout his
entire body.

Billy's hands roamed up the inside of Lance's legs. Softly stroking the smooth
skin beneath his finger tips, moving his hands slowly upwards towards his
crotch. The back of his hand came into contact with Lance's balls, the rough
pubes scratching at his skin. He continued his way up past Lance's balls which
were now resting on his chin as he sucked long and hard on his cock, running his
tongue along the underside, lapping around the part of his circumcised cock
where the head fused with the shaft, before running it all the way up to the
head of Lance's cock, dipping his tongue lightly inside his piss slit, licking
out more and more of the clear juice that was flowing into his mouth. Billy was
enjoying more and more his first taste of another man's juices, lapping more and
more of it up on his tongue before swallowing it down. Bill's hands reached
between Lance's legs and up to his ass crack. Totally smooth in comparison with
his crotch, Bill ran his fingers up and down the crack, feeling around for his
puckered hole. He soon found it. Just in time as Lance couldn't hold back
anymore, he started face fucking Bill. In and out long and hard strokes. Lance
pulled his cock out almost to the tip, leaving a trail of his precum inside
Billy's mouth before his slammed it back in and down the young boys throat.
Forcing his rock hard prick to slip downwards. Billy kept his head still,
letting his tongue slide over Lances meat with every stroke of it down his
throat. His fingers abruptly pushing back on Lance's ass hole as he continued to
pound his face. His balls slapping him hard on the chin, the rough pubes mashing
up against his face. Bill knew what he wanted, where he wanted his first
experience with Lance to go. He could feel it. It was in his mouth being slipped
up and down his throat. It was stirring in his own crotch, and most importantly,
in his ass. His cheeks spread wide open low down close to the floor as he
continued to suck on Lance's cock.

Bill pulled his head back and allowed Lance cock to slip out of his mouth. Lance
gasped at the hole he'd just been fucking was taken away so quickly. Billy stood
up and took hold of Lance around the waist once again. Pulling him tighter and
closer to him than ever. Lance's cock, slick with Bill's saliva slipped against
his own stiff pole as they came against each other on both of their hard
stomachs. He looked into Lance's eyes once again, and kissed him, hard and
strong on the lips. His tongue rubbed against Lance's lips, transferring the
mixture of saliva and precum that he'd collected in his mouth over to Lance.
Lance just stood, enjoying the taste of being fed his own precum mixed with
Billy's mouth juices.

Bill took hold of Lance in a deep embrace, putting his head against his friends
he whispered into his ear. "I need you to fuck me" he told him. Deep Australian
tones in a perfectly strained adolescent voice. The only words that passed
between them. Lances heart started to beat even faster in his chest. He knew
what Bill had just said to him, but it felt too much like a dream to be real.
But it was real. And very soon, Lance was going to know that it was real, as his
cock slide inside Bill, inside another guy for the first time. He could see it
entering Bill's hold, stretching him wide open. More and more precum oozing from
his cock as the pictures flew through his mind. As he felt Bill's body close up
against his own. As their cocks touched. As the sweat poured off the pair of
them.

Bill broke off from the embrace and looked up into Lance's face once again. He
gave him his tell-tale schoolboy grin. His eyes alive and sparkling brightly.
Lance replayed the words that had just been spoken to him over again in his head
as he looked into Bill's face. "I need you to fuck me" again and again. He let
Bill take him by the hand and led him to the other side of the bedroom. By the
open window. Bill kissed Lance again and dropped to the floor. Turning his back
on his friend and getting up on all fours. His ass pushed out behind him. His
cheeks parted, revealing in amongst the charcoal coloured hairs that ran the
length of his crack, that puckered pink hole.

Dropping to his knees behind Billy, Lance took hold of his friend by the hips
and looked over the boy who was on the floor in front of him. His back arched,
his short blond hair covering the back of his head looking down straight on at
the floor. His ass pushed up and out, like a naughty schoolboy waiting
patiently, getting himself ready for the pain coming from the teacher's cane.
But Lance was determined to give something far more pleasurable than a swift
smack across those cheeks. He ran his fingers through the hair that went up
Billy's ass crack. Bill shivered at Lance's touch. The first time anyone,
including Anne had ever touched him there. Then he could feel Lance's breath,
getting closer and closer to his skin. And them something wet and slippery
running across the hairs, moving closer and closer to his hole. Pulses of
electricity races through his body as Lance's tongue got closer and closer to
his hole, his balls twitched beneath him and his cock, starting to hurt with his
strong erection let more and more precum drip down his shaft, over his balls and
onto the carpet below.

It was like a bolt of lightening to Billy as Lance's tongue found it's target.
He could feel the warm wet pressure against his hole, slipping slowly inside
him. He could feel it moving deeper and deeper inside him. He needed to grab
hold of his dick, to wank himself furiously as Lance moved his mouth over his
crack. But Lance got their first. Taking hold of Billy's thick meaty shaft his
started to wank him backwards and forwards in time with his tongue probing in
and out of his freshly cleaned hole. Billy was going crazy with the sensations,
his dick leaking more precum than he thought possible. His balls felt like they
were churning beneath him, his blue eyes watering with the immense sensations
that were taking over his entire body.

Finally, just as Billy's head was starting to spin around and around, Lance
pulled his tongue out of his hole. He kept his hand firmly wrapped around Bill's
shaft though, his foreskin pulled right the way back, exposing the ultra
sensitive head to the heat that was pouring off both boys. With his free hand,
Lance took hold of his own cock. He looked down at it. He couldn't ever remember
seeing so much precum coming from his piss slit, slicking up his entire shaft,
his head brighter than ever as the blood surged through the veins that were
making him so hard. He grasped hold of his cock just below the head and moved
himself closer once more to Billy's ass. He could see the hairs lining Bill's
ass were slicked up with a mixture of sweat and the saliva he'd just been
pouring in to loosen the virgin hole up.

Bill let out a short gasp as Lance lined his dick up with Billy's hole for the
first time. The tip of his dick, slippery with the precum that continued to pour
out of his shaft, pressed against Bill's hole. Lance couldn't stop now even if
he wanted to. It was like a whole new force taking over his entire body. He had
to push forward, he had to enter inside his friend. And he did it. Firmly, but
gently, he pushed his prick inside his friend. The head of it just passing the
ring of muscle that protected the virgin hole. Billy clenched his fists together
on the floor, his eyes screwed up tight and his teeth clenched together, letting
out only slight growls as he felt Lance's prick begin to enter him. Lance
continued to push himself forward, all the time keeping a hard grasp on Bill's
cock beneath them. Gently wanking him as if to help take his mind off the pain
that was going on up his backside. Further and further he went, picking up speed
all the time, stretching Bill's hole wide open. Lance looked down, his eyes
immediately opened wider than ever before as he saw his prick disappearing up
Billy's chute. The growls that continued from between Bill's gritted teeth just
forced him on even more. He continued, three, four, five inches past and his
pubes started to mix in with the hairs up Bill's crack. Six inches in and his
balls just started to touch his crack. Bill's eyes still screwed up as he felt
the hot iron bar invading him from behind. The pain just starting to give way to
the most unimaginable pleasurable sensation he'd ever experienced. Seven inches.
All seven inches deep inside. Lance collapsed onto Bill's back. Seven hard
inches, stuck up inside his best friend as he lay on top of his back, his hand
firmly wrapped around Bill's stiff prick. He moved his free hand around onto
Bill's flat stomach, stroking it up and down, rubbing a finger up and down the
line of hair from his navel. Whispering to him over and over again everything
was alright.

Eventually Billy became used to having Lance's cock stuck up him. He could feel
the slightest move that Lance made through his cock. Each movement even more
pleasurable than the last. He felt Lance let go of his cock and stop rubbing his
stomach, Bill knew what was coming now and he was ready for it like nothing
else. Lance's hands reached up and gripped hold of Bill under each of his arms,
steadying himself as be began his assault. Bill could feel Lance's cock slipping
out him, inch by inch, much faster though than when it went in. He could feel
his hole being stretched wider and wider still as it all came out, pulling back
right until only the tip was left just inside his hole. Lance then, gripping
even harder under Bill's arms slammed himself back inside with great force. Bill
moaned as he felt his ass chute being filled out once again by Lance's cock, the
sound of his balls slapping against his crack was spinning around and around in
his head as Lance proceeded to pull out for the second time. His thrusting built
up faster and fast, as he held on under his arms, he could feel Bill's sweat
pouring over his hands, dripping down his entire body.

Harder and harder the two of them went. Both of their moans becoming louder and
louder in time with the force of Lance's thrusting in and out, in and out. Like
a dog fucking his bitch, Lance clawed at Bill's back, feeling him writhe with
the pleasure of it all underneath him. His nipples slid against his slick back,
sensitive to each movement, it was like his whole body was being consumed by
Bill's ass hole. Further and further, deeper and deeper probing every inch of
Bill's ass. Lance couldn't hold it any longer. He rammed his dick hard up Bill's
ass - his balls slapping loudly against his best friend's ass crack. He held
himself inside there. The full circumcised seven inches started to hose down
Bill's ass. Lance imagined the tip of his dick inside, pumping out load after
load after load, coating the walls of Billy's ass with his thick white cum.
Bill could feel Lance's dick pulsing inside him. He could hear the gasps
escaping from Lance's mouth as he reached down. Taking hold of Lance's hand on
the way he placed it on his still hard shaft. He wrapped Lance's fingers around
his prick and took Lance's hand in his own and started to jack himself off to an
amazing finish. Lance slipped his dick out of Bill's hole and let it slip down
the length of his ass crack and trail onto the back of his balls. Billy could
feel Lance's spent organ pressing against his sac and looked down underneath
him. His prick, only the head visible as he spread his precum over his belly,
and then he saw it. Lance's organ. That which had just been hard up his ass,
covered in a mixture of precum, sweat and now the same cum that was dripping out
of hole and running down his crack onto his balls. It was all the Billy's mind
could take. Lance pulled firmly back on Billy's cock, pushing his foreskin all
the way down letting Billy's load shot, time and time again, with amazing force
from the end of his prick. Hitting him on the chest, just reaching his face
before dripping down onto the floor below.

Both boys fell down onto the floor. Lance still on top of Billy. His now limp
dick resting in the mess that filled out Bill's ass crack. All the awkwardness
of just a few moments ago totally gone. Plenty more ideas of things to do during
the day running around their heads.

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So Billy and Lance have finally got it together after all of these years! Funny
thing is that two other boys in the same street are up to something else in part
six! That's coming soon. In the meantime if you liked what you read here then
write to be either that ukstories@yahoo.com or you and use ICQ, my number is
45862060. Either way, I look forward to hearing from you.