Date: Sun, 26 May 2013 10:28:50 -0700 (PDT) From: Sven Svensson Subject: Andy and the Surfer Twins Andy and the Surfer Twins This is a fictional story involving underage boys. If you don't like it, read something else! They were the most beautiful thing he had ever lay eyes on. He was standing in his bedroom, a T-shirt on his torso and his shorts discarded on the floor so that he could more easily access his erect penis while he watched. Down below, in the yard of the house next door, the Edison twins were lying on beach chairs to take the sun. They were 17 years old, identical as peas in a pod. They had floppy blond hair that hung over their gorgeous blue eyes, pouty lips, beautiful faces, the smooth muscular bodies of the California surfer boys that they were, and bulges in their tight Speedos – red on the left, blue on the right – that drove him crazy. He wanted to see them naked more than anything. He wanted to touch their bodies, he wanted to see what they looked like with boners. There was just one problem. He was only 10 years old. His name was Andy, and for a little kid he wasn't bad looking himself. Point of fact, the local department store catalogue had pictures of him in sports apparel, in suits appropriate for a young boy, in various kinds of bathing suits, and also in underwear. Andy was 4'3 and had a perfectly proportioned smooth body weighing a bit over 45 pounds. Like the twins next door, he was blond, only his eyes were emerald green, and his hair was in a crew cut because at school he was on the fifth grade swim team, where Coach Alan said that long hair was a drag in the water. Andy guessed that coach was right. Just yesterday he had won his freestyle and backstroke races against 5th graders from another school, and he'd won them handily. His swim team was 6:0 for the season. Modeling for the department store got Andy $50 for each hour – money which his parents insisted he put in the bank toward the day when was going to college. Andy didn't mind. His parents gave him 20 dollars a week for pocket money. He had his bike to race around on, he basically had everything he needed. Andy had started noticing the wieners on other boys just that season in the big shower room to which he and his teammates repaired after swim practice. He particularly enjoyed those days when the 8th graders joined them for practice to spur the younger boys on to better times in the pool, because those boys had bigger wieners, most of them with hair around them. He also liked those days at the department store where he was modeling together with other boys, because they all shared a dressing room, and sometimes he got to see flashes of wieners in there. On a couple of occasions he was photographed together with older boys, sort of a big brother, little brother kind of thing. The photographer would photograph them tossing a football around or doing a little wrestling in the clothes that were being advertised. It was one such big brother, a high school kid called Keith, who noticed Andy peeking in his direction in the dressing room and, while toweling his hair after his shower, allowed his seven-inch penis to rise to all its glory. When he looked again, Andy was staring, his mouth hanging open, but the boy's penis was soft. Apparently he hadn't yet associated nakedness with horniness. So Keith kindly and gently taught Andy that his wiener could get hard, too, just like Keith's, and if he rubbed it with his fingers, it would feel real good. Wanna do it together? So the 16-year-old and the 10-year-old masturbated themselves together, and when the orgasm racked through Andy's little body, he almost keeled over from the sensation. Next thing he knew, there was some kind of liquid splashing on his face, and it was Keith splashing his horny teen load, the teenager hotting up more than he would ever have expected at the sight of this little kid whacking his little boner to a dry orgasm. Andy licked some of the stuff, and it was kind of salty, but not in a bad way. Keith grinned at him and told him that he could do that anytime he wanted, which Andy did behind a tree on his way home from the department store, in his bedroom as soon as he got home, in the bathroom when he went to take a pee, in his bedroom again before dinner, surreptitiously under the table while his parents argued about something, and then again, twice, when he was tucked into bed. It was the best thing he had ever discovered. So here he was now, standing at his bedroom window, legs spread, wiener hard as a rock, watching the Edison twins in the yard next door. He saw Troy Edison turn to his brother Lance and say something. If Andy had been able to hear, he would have heard Troy say: "Hey, dude, the little squirt next door is peeking at us again." Lance took a quick look at the upstairs window next door. "Damn, so he is. He's a horny little bugger, isn't he?" "Think we should give him a show?" The brothers didn't worry that anybody else would see them. There was a high wooden fence around their back yard, and the house on the other side was a one-story with two elderly people living there. Lance grinned at his brother. "That joint we smoked has got me hornier than a toad, dude." Lance and Troy had discovered each other's penises at the age of nine, when one summer evening when it was hotter than blazes outside, the two of them were in their ratty sports shorts from school playing a video game on the big TV down in the basement. Their dad, with whom they had lived since their mom had run off with some dude from Hollyweird, didn't believe in air conditioning, saying that it made people sick, so all the ventilation in the basement was from a few open windows and an oscillating fan. It didn't do much to dissipate the heat, and eventually Troy said, "It's too hot," and pulled his shorts off. Lance copied his twin, and the two of them went on playing the video game naked. When that got boring, Troy took his wiener in his hand and gave it a squeeze. It felt good, so he gave it another squeeze, and next thing he knew, his wiener was hard, like it sometimes was in the morning when he got up. He liked the feeling of his fingers around his boner, and the more he squeezed and massaged and rubbed it, the better it felt. Alongside him, Lance was copying his every move, and a couple of minutes later the twins were gasping and writhing around on the shag carpet as their first orgasms blasted through their bodies. When they could breathe again, Lance said, "What was that?", and Troy said, "It was cool, wasn't it? Wanna do it again?" Lance did, and the brothers masturbated three more times, almost getting caught the last time when their daddy came home from work. Over the next couple of weeks, Lance and Troy Edison explored every inch of each other's bodies, quickly learning that a wiener feels good in a hand, but it feels wonderful in a mouth. From there on in, the twins blew each other every chance they got. At the age of 12, when they had their own computer with rapid Internet, they found pictures and videos of guys putting the wieners into each other's butts. That seemed gross at first, but then they tried it, and their still dry orgasms began to occur inside each other's tight little bunghole. Like good identical twins, they got their cum together, and luckily it was while they were head to toe 69-ing, because if it had been up a butt, they might not have even noticed. That was so cool! They were big boys now. It was a couple of weeks after their 13th birthday that their dad came through the bathroom door that they had forgotten to lock and found his sons in the shower, Troy down on his knees with Lance's boner in his mouth. Jeff Edison was 30 years old, having impregnated his cheerleader girlfriend at the age of 17. He was a lawyer who had made partner in his firm the year before and pulled down seven figures a year. Jeff kept himself in excellent shape at the gym, where he pumped weights, did cardio exercises and swam in the gym's big pool. He was 6'4, with the same blond hair as his sons, the same bright blue eyes, and looks that turned heads wherever he went. When he saw Troy sucking off Lance, a series of thoughts flashed through his brain: "Should've locked the door" and then "Where did they learn to do that?" and then "That's sick, looking at them" and then "Shit, that's horny." The boys looked like they were about to cry, Troy still on his knees, the water pouring over him, and so Jeff said, "Sorry to barge in, dudes. It's OK what you're doing, but it's a private thing, OK?" "Sorry, dad," Troy said. "Sorry, dad," Lance said. "Like I said, it's OK," Jeff said. "I did stuff like that when I was your age, too." "With boys?" Lance was always the curious one. "Sometimes with boys, sometimes with girls." "Ugh," Troy said and screwed up his face. "Girls are icky." Jeff laughed. "Your mom was a girl." "That's different," Lance said. "You guys were married." Yeah, Jeff thought, when Brittany was two months pregnant. He had never gotten around to telling the twins that particular fact. "Daaaaaaaad – you're getting a boner!" Troy was always the rascally one. Jeff realized that his son was speaking the truth. He was wearing a pair of suit trousers with boxers underneath, and the tool that was making its way out of the leg hole and down his leg was indeed getting hard. Jeff Edison had not had another boy touch his tool since the age of 14 or 15, when he was frantically horny all the time and let some of the queer boys in school suck off his jock cock, but now he realized that he hadn't seen his angels naked since they were small and needed bathing, and he had never imagined seeing them fooling around with each other. Jeff was not narcissistic enough to think of his cock as anything past special, but that didn't keep him from knowing that it had started to grow shortly after puberty and, by the age of 18, stretched to nearly 11 inches when boned. By that time he was already a dad, and it was Brittany who had access to his hog. Not that that stopped her from leaving. "Let it out, dad." Jeff saw that his twin sons had bone between their legs again, and subconsciously he realized that at the age of 13, their cocks were already starting to grow. "You know that this isn't something we ever discuss with anyone else," he said, half lost already. "Duh, dad," Lance snorted. "Like who are we gonna tell?" And so Jeff Edison took off his coat and hung it neatly on the hook on the bathroom door. He took off his Hermes tie and then his dress shirt from Turnbull's in London. He opened the leather belt around his 30-inch sixpack waist, he unbuttoned the front of his bespoke trousers (also from London) and let them fall to the floor, and that's when Troy and Lance saw half of their father's enormous penis sticking down from one of the leg holes of his shorts. "Geez, dad, that's huge!" Troy again. Jeff saw that both of his sons had their hands between their legs and were stroking their boners up and down. So Jeff gave up all hope and yanked off his boxers. The eleven inches stretched out into all their glory, pointing slightly upward, unable to be fully vertical because of the sheer weight of the cock. Massive bull balls seemed to hang halfway down to Jeff's knees, and the bush of blond hair around the massive organ was riotous. The shower area in the vast bathroom wasn't a tub, it was just an open area, with drains to take the water, so all Jeff had to do was walk forward. The water started to splash on his massive body, and immediately there were four hands on his turgid prick. "Gosh, dad, I can hardly get my hand around it!" "That's so cool, daddy! It's so big!" Troy stood up, the top of his tousled blond head coming up to the bottom of his dad's massive chest. He bent over and opened his mouth. "I can hardly get it in my mouth, dad!" Jeff looked down at his horny son and smiled. "Just suck on the top of it, son." Troy went to work with his tongue, and Jeff threw his handsome head back. This was beyond what he had imagined. "What do you want me to do, dad?" Lance was sounding a bit petulant. "You wanna lick my balls, champ?" Lance immediately got down on his knees, pushed his brother aside a bit, and started lapping away at his father's donkey balls. Jeff looked down and saw with pleasure that both of his boys were masturbating their hardons while working on his big tool. That gave him a frisson of added sexual excitement. The twins' dicks looked like ... well, what? Maybe five inches? Not bad for just past 13. Jeff had no doubt that the fruit of his loins would provide his boys with great, big cocks to go through life with, and it looked like they were on their way. Troy was getting used to his dad's massive wiener, and he was getting a couple of inches in his mouth now. Lance was licking between the bottom of Jeff's balls and his bunghole, and that was making Jeff half crazy. Another couple of seconds, and he felt his boy's hot tongue on his asshole, licking, licking, slipping a tiny bit inside. Jeff was in a daze. Where had the little imp learned to rim like that? Suddenly he realized that the twins must have found out about sex with each other. Immediately his balls began to boil as he thought about Troy and Lance suckling away on each other's boners. "I'm gonna cum soon, boys. Wanna share it?" Troy and Lance had big grins on their faces as they got down on their knees in front of their dad and lifted their angelic faces to him. Jeff used both hands to manipulate his mammoth tool, putting the tip with its copious precum on Troy's tongue and then Lance's tongue. When the orgasm began in his toes, his massive muscles tensed up, and then cum was exploding from his cock, whitewashing Troy's face, plastering Lance's face. Jeff couldn't remember the last time an orgasm had felt that good or his balls had produced that much cum. "Can we do that to you, dad?" Jeff shook out of his reverie. "Sure, champ. Where do you want me?" Thirty seconds later, Jeff was flat on his back on the tiles of the shower area, and his boys were on either side of his head, whacking away at their throbbing boners. Like good sons, they allowed their dad to suckle on their cockheads for a bit, and when they cummed, at exactly the same time just like always with identical twins, their sperm collided in midair before dropping down into Jeff's mouth. The father swallowed every drop of the sons' gift. All three of them were sort of embarrassed when the glow wore off, but while they got dressed, Troy and Lance told their father that they were gay, especially for each other, and was that OK? Jeff was not interested in having grandchildren, and the experience of trading cum with his teenage sons had made him tilt much further to the "6" on the Kinsey scale than he had been before. "Of course it's OK," he said. "I just hope you know enough about how to be safe when you're ... well, you know." "You mean like rubbers, dad?" Troy, always the smartass. "Yeah, we talked about those in sex ed. Me and Lance don't need `em, it's just us two." "Lance and I," his dad corrected him automatically. Poor grammar drove Jeff crazy. "Well, as long as that's true, you're fine, but if you go anywhere outside the stable, make sure you're safe." Maybe we should get back to the start of the story, where our little hero Andy was busy spanking his weasel looking at the Edison twins down on the lawn in the next door yard. The twins didn't know that Andy had had jerked off with an older boy as a model, and Andy didn't know that after the evening when Troy and Lance sucked their dad, licked his ass, got him to cum on their faces and in their mouths, and then splashed their own teen loads on their dad's face ... well, it wasn't like they got together every night, though Jeff tried to be home as soon as possible to make dinner for his 13-year-old twins, who, if they had their druthers, would have eaten pizza every night, as well as to help them through their 8th grade homework. Sometimes one of them would get worked up over dinner and crawl under the table and find a receptive cock either in his brother's pants or his dad's pants. Sometimes both. When the twins turned 14, they had a party at their house with their high school friends, none of whom was evidently ready to take his clothes off in their presence, but when the kids were gone, Jeff told them that maybe they were old enough now to sit at the dinner table with their pants off. The first couple of evenings after that rule went into effect, Jeff sat at the table, ate his dinner and actually read the paper while his two twin sons battled over his cock underneath the table. Eventually hunger drew them to the surface, though, and there was nothing better than eating dinner while dad had your whole cock in his mouth and was doing things to it with his tongue that made the son feel safe and secure and sexy. When Jeff was under the table, Lance and Troy egged each other on. "Come on, dude, cum already." Chomp a vegetable. "I'm not cummin' before you, bro." The steak's pretty good. Slurp of milk. "I'm gonna beat you tonight." Big scoop of mashed potatoes, exaggerated scoop to make your brother laugh. Backfire. While you're chomping on the taters, dad's doing his stuff on your hot naked boner under the table. Troy and Lance learned to keep the blast from coming before four or five attempts by Jeff, but eventually one of them had to give in. The prize was getting to suck Jeff's massive cock until he said, as he always said, "That's it, son. Daddy's gonna give you the juice." The consolation prize on such occasions was that the brother who gave it up to daddy was obliged to give his twin brother a slobbering, saliva full and perfect cocksuck when they got back to their bedroom. That's the background to the story today. Let's recap. Up in the window in the house next door is ten year old Andy, who got his face splashed with cum when his fellow model Keith got sexy with him, who has been looking between the legs of all fellow males of the species. Down in the yard we've got Lance and Troy, who started exploring each other's bodies when they were just little kids, just playing with each other, and then they got their dad to join in their games. Andy's got his shorts down around his ankles, right now Lance and Troy in their Speedos are enough for him, `cause Andy doesn't expect any more. Lance and Troy are discussing whether they should put on a show for him, `cause they've seen two cars drive away that morning – dad going off to do eight or nine hours at the law office, like he always does, and two cars from Andy's house – dad going off to work, and mom going off to work, Andy staying home alone, because he's a good kid and can be trusted not to burn it down, and it's the summer. The twins suspect that Andy's parents don't know that their son is up at the window watching them. They thought they saw him the a couple of times he was up there, but they weren't certain and didn't really care. The day when we started this story really confirmed to the twins for the first time that the horny little kid next door was getting his nut off looking at them. For the first time he had his window open, `cause it was blinding hot outside, so there was no reflection off the glass. Troy and Lance were both wearing their Raybans and so could observe the little boy in the window spanking his monkey without being detected. "Let's do it," Troy whispered. Both sexy surfer jocks stretched their bodies luxuriantly, like cats, letting their muscles ripple. And then, as if by an unseen command, they simultaneously hooked their thumbs under the waistbands of their Speedos, raised their legs up over their heads, and off the swimsuits came. When the legs came back down, the two perfect cocks appeared. The twins were a chip off the old block, that was for sure. They hadn't achieved their dad's nearly foot long pendulum, but last time they'd measured (that morning, in fact), Troy and Lance had proudly recorded the fact that their boners were now officially ten inches long, plus a millimeter or two. Freed of their nylon and rayon enclosures, the twin penises quickly inflated to their full length. The boys were used to being looked at wherever they went. Down at the beach, where they went to pump up their muscles on Muscle Beach and then catch the waves on their boards whenever the surf was up, there was often a crowd, because Troy and Lance were both spectacular surfers. Experienced surfers came over to exchange tips about rad surfing spots, younger kids stood on the sidelines and listened. The twins were the picture of health, radiating grins with perfect teeth, that floppy hair in their eyes, always tan, always ripped, always with the big bulge up front and the bubble butt in the back. Troy and Lance were pretty good at knowing which of their observers and worshippers was getting twitchy between the legs. Often there was some cock readjustment. They never gave themselves up to anyone, sorely though they were tempted, because they had agreed with their dad that they wouldn't sex it up with anyone outside the house until they were 18 and no longer jailbait. Lolling around in their back yard while the kid next door watched, though – that was something different. Troy and Lance had never taken much notice of Andy apart to say "hey" when on the street. They knew that he did modeling for the local department store and had spent a couple of minutes one evening talking about good the kid looked in tighty-whities. If he wanted a show, the twins were ready to give him a show, and quick and furtive peeks confirmed that the beautiful boy was staring at them, mouth agape, hairless boner so stiff that it was practically standing up against his stomach. So the twins lazily began to masturbate their big boners, Troy forehand, Lance backhand. Precum started oozing copiously from the horny cocks as they were massaged and caressed, two pairs of big balls flopping around underneath. Up at the window, Andy could hardly believe what he was seeing. These were the first big-boy boners he had witnessed since his fellow model Keith had ejaculated teen cum on his face a few months earlier. His boy boner was screaming for release, but Andy didn't want to rub himself into kid ecstasy just yet. It didn't occur to him that if he dry cummed once, he was so young that horniness would take him over again, and he'd be able to continue masturbating while staring at the unbelievably sexy blond twin teens down in the yard next door. So he was satisfied just standing there, his legs a bit spread, his wiener exquisitely hard and trembling. He didn't know it, but he was turning the twins on just as much as they were making him feel itchy and twitchy and passionate. Through surreptitious whispers as they manipulated their turgid tools, they remembered how sexy they had been before their pubes had grown in and their balls had started to churn out their juice. They knew they could shoot their big loads for Andy's enjoyment right then and there, but in for a penny, in for a pound, so Lance hopped off of his beach chair, his boner big and luscious, walked over to where his brother was lounging got down on his knees and inhaled Troy's ten-incher just as he had done countless times. Troy gasped in sexy ecstasy as his brother's tongue wound around his swollen cockhead and down the erect shaft. It didn't matter how often it happened, his twin could get him from limp to nail-pounding hardness in three seconds flat. Andy couldn't help himself. He hadn't known that boys could put their wieners in other boys' mouths, and some drool escaped from the corner of his gaping mouth. He put his left hand under his little balls, he took his boner between his right hand fingers, and during the ten seconds that it took him to masturbate his four-inch penis to a ball-busting, brain-tingling, flesh-burning dry orgasm, his hand was a blur. Andy emitted something between a gasp and a scream when the freight train crashed into his sexy little body, and the eyes which had been locked on Lance slobbering over Troy's pumping cock closed in young boy ecstasy. When he opened his eyes up again, his boy boner still half-hard, he was in for a shock. Troy and Lance were looking up at him. Lance had Troy's boner in his hand, and his mouth was wet and slick. "Oi, dude," Troy called up at him. "That's so not fair! You got to cum before we did!" Andy wanted to run away from the window and jump into his bed, but it was like his feet were nailed on the floor. One, two, three, and his wiener betrayed him and stood hard and proud. "You wanna come down here?" Troy asked. "Don't be afraid, we don't bite." Andy could see him lazily massaging his big tool and grinning his perfect smile at him. "Yeah," Lance chimed in. "I can do what I did to him to you. You ever had it sucked before?" Andy felt himself blushing, and he shook his head. "This is how you do it," Troy said. He turned his head, and Lance's big boner disappeared into his mouth. Lance looked back up at Andy. "You ever do it to someone else?" Another shake of the head. Andy wasn't any scaredy cat. It took something to stand in your underwear while a guy took pictures of you, after all. So he put on his ratty gym shorts, his wiener still boned, pulled a T-shirt over his head, padded downstairs, out the back door, across the yard and through a loose board in the fence that separated his house from the Edisons'. As soon as he passed through the board, he almost ran into the twins, because they were standing right there, naked, their hogs nice and boned up. "Cool that you came over," Lance said. "Wanna touch my dick?" "Yeah," Troy added. "Mine, too?" Andy reached out and took a twin penis in each hand. They seemed to weigh a ton. He saw that the brothers had their hands on each other's butts, and he thought that was cool. "Did you see what Lance and me were doing before?" Troy asked. "You wanna try it?" Andy looked up at him with his big blue eyes. Troy was smiling at him, and Andy could feel the older boy's wiener throbbing in his hand. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth. The fat tool barely fit inside, and he heard Troy murmur, "Just suck on the top of it, champ." Lance gave his brother a kiss on the cheek, remembering the first time the two of them had tried to deal with their dad's enormous schlong. That was exactly what Jeff had told his son four years previously in the shower. Andy suckled on Troy's boner as Troy stroked his hair gently. Andy felt hands on his body from behind, and his shorts were pulled down. Lance reached around to fondle the perfect preteen boner that was sticking out from Andy's hairless crotch, and then he got down on his knees and buried his face in the boy's smooth little ass. Andy instinctively ground his butt back onto the big tongue that was lapping away between his cheeks. It felt so good. Troy gently started to move Andy's face up and down on his big tool. The boy was holding the shaft of his dick in his hand, and his fingers barely reached around the girth. A breeze was blowing, and Troy felt some of it on his rock-hard ass. The little face that was bobbing up and down on his prickmeat felt fantastic, and the handsome teenager felt the start of an orgasm bubbling up from inside. "Wanna swap, bro?" The tongue disappeared from Andy's puckered boy hole, and Troy's cock slipped from out of his mouth, but ten seconds later it was vice versa, with Lance presenting his massive erection to Andy's face, and Troy giving the boy's tight ass a slobbering licking while gently caressing his little boner with his fingers. Andy was catching on to the cocksucking game, and Lance moaned softly as the budding little gay boy slobbered on his hog. He could hear Andy spluttering and gasping as he simultaneously was dazed by the big wiener that was in his mouth and the tongue that was going to town on his bunghole. Troy was masturbating him, and he had to put his hand on Troy's to keep from cumming right then and there. He knew from experience that his brain and his wiener went together while he was pounding away at himself, but after it was over, thinking about naked boys in the dressing room or at school didn't seem as interesting anymore. All of a sudden Lance grabbed Andy by the ears and gave a big gasp. Instantly Andy's mouth started to fill up with liquid. He thought for a second that the big boy was peeing in his mouth, but then he remembered the stuff that had shot out of model Keith's penis and knew that this had to be the same thing. When his mouth filled up, he let some of the stuff drip out, but he swallowed most of it because that seemed like the right thing to do. "Sorry, bro," he heard Lance say shamefacedly. "Couldn't help it." "Don't blame you, dude," Troy said. "Andy, you're a hot little guy, aren't you?" Andy looked over his shoulder at him and didn't really understand what hot meant in that context, so he just shrugged and grinned. "You maybe wanna work that magic on me, too?" Troy asked hopefully. It was round robin again, and once again Andy felt the warm wetness of Lance's tongue on his ass. He took another deep breath and went back to work on Troy's big boner. He was getting the hang of it now, finding that if he kept breathing, he could take a bit more of the tool in his mouth. He ran his tongue around the tip and suckled on it a little bit and then dove down as far as he could. "That's it," he heard Troy murmur from above. "Yeah, squirt, just like that. Just like that." And then for a second time in a couple of minutes, Andy's mouth filled up as Troy gasped and squeezed his shoulders. This time hardly any of the stuff dripped out. "Now it's your turn," Lance announced. He pulled Andy's T-shirt off his head. "Who's first, bro, me or you?" "How `bout we tag team him, bro?" Troy said. And that's exactly what the twins did. They lay Andy down on one of the beach chairs, and while one of them suckled on his boner, the other sucked on his toes (something amazing to Andy). While the other one suckled on his boner, the first one lapped at his balls. Five or six times the young boy felt himself on the brink of an explosion, but the older boys seemed to know, and they always stopped. Troy took Andy in his muscular arms, holding him like a baby, and Lance bent down to suckle on his dick. Lance picked him up upside down and sucked him like that while Andy licked at Lance's upside-down penis, hard again. Finally they put him down on the grass and licked every inch of his sexy little hairless body, stopping once again when Andy started squealing and squirming around. They took positions on either side of his face and yanked their ten-inch jock cocks to another splashing orgasm that went all over Andy. Then Troy used some of their cum to jerk the young boy's boner while Lance licked at his balls, and when the orgasm smashed into Andy's body, he yelled out in delight as his wiener danced around in Troy's fist. Oh, and there was one more orgasm that occurred at the same time. The twins' dad, Jeff, was in his office at the law firm, the door locked and the blinds on the interior window drawn. On his computer he was watching the scene through the security cameras that he had installed around the house. They had pan and zoom functions which he could control remotely, so when his sons brought their little next door neighbor to the mountaintop of ecstasy, Jeff masturbated his foot long hot dog to release about a quart of cum into the wastebasket as he kept his eyes locked on the sexy young boy and his two beyond handsome sons. He felt a little guilty as he went into the private bathroom to wash his hands and his penis, but then he thought, what the hell? Pervert is as pervert does. And then Jeff went back to work.