Date: Fri, 21 Jun 2013 21:11:47 -0700 (PDT) From: Clay Andrews Subject: Neighborhood Watch Disclaimer: the following story is completely fictional. It describes sexual acts between two boys and an older observer. If you do not like this type of story, please don't read it. However if you do, I hope you enjoy it. Neighborhood Watch - By Clay Andrews I've been around this old neighborhood for many years. I've seen people come and go. Every afternoon, I sit on my front porch and watch any activities that might happen. But one afternoon, in particular, stands out as a pretty good day to me. You see, while I was sitting on my porch, drinking something delicious, I got to watch two young teens playing basketball right across the street from me. It's a cul-de-sac, you know, so they weren't worried about cars, just out having fun. As I watched these two cute boys, I realized I was drawn to their innocence and beauty. Clearly they were in the early phases of puberty but slowly becoming men. They were both quite athletic, running around - passing the ball back and forth. From time to time they'd lift their shirts to wipe their foreheads. I'd see their tight tummys - both smooth - and their underwear slightly above the line of their basketball shorts. The blond boy had American Eagle underwear on. I could read the label. Not sure if they were boxers or briefs, but American Eagle for sure. The other boy, that had black hair, wore boxers, as I could see the blue, green, and white striped boxers as his shorts slipped slightly. They would run, jump, pass, and dunk. Their athletic bodies floating in air. I enjoyed the game as much as they did. After 30 minutes of game time, they left me alone. I soon left the front porch and went inside the house to take care of some projects. However, about an hour later, while working in the family room, I could see by the side of the house, the two boys. They were close to the window of my house, one sitting on the basketball and the other sitting on the ground. The side of my house is hidden by trees and they had almost found a clearing, surrounded by trees (and my house) where they could sit and talk. I slowly made my way to the window, to stay out of site, to gett a better look at the boys. As I predicted, the blond boy was gorgeous! Wonderful blue eyes and rosy red cheeks. He had a wicked smile. I thought he was quite adorable. 13 years old at least. The black haired boy was also cute. He had brown eyes and freckles. His black eyelashes were long and made his eyes seem dark. They were laughing and giggling like school girls. I listened for a while and they were definitely talking about girls at school and who has kissed who. The conversation was quite innocent, but I sure wasn't. I admired their slim bodies and tan complexion. I looked for bulges in their basketball shorts and strained to see if they had much hair on their legs. While I almost went into my own little fantasy about these cute teens, time was passing, and their conversations were getting more specific and detailed. I wasn't paying much attention until I heard the blond boy say: "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Immediately I stopped and listened. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Could it really be that they might show? The black haired boy seemed unsure and shy. "I don't know," he said, "what if someone finds out?" The blond boy, sitting on the basketball still confident: "No one will know. Come on. It could be fun." The black haired boy bit his lower lip. He looked around, not sure, and said: "It's not gay is it?" "No way!" asserted the blond hair boy. "Come on, let's show them." He stood up, the ball rolled away, and I could see the outline of a little boy cock in his basketball shorts. He was aroused and was eager to show it off. I couldn't wait. "Your thingy!" laughed the black haired boy, pointing to the tent in his shorts. "You wanna see it?" said the blond haired boy. "Kinda," responded the black haired boy. Slowly the blond haired boy started to pull down his shorts and America Eagle underwear... He pushed up his t shirt to show his tummy... and his shorts continued to drop. A light dusting of brown pubic hairs were then visible. Not that many or much, but a nice patch for sure. Then his boy penis sprung up in the air, almost touching his tummy. His dick was about 4" long and cut. His shorts were dropped more, to show his tight little sack. The black haired boy watched his friends crotch. "Your turn," said the blond haired boy as he stood still, with his hard little penis sticking up in the air. The black haired boy stood up. I could see a bulge but he didn't look fully hard. He also pulled up his t-shirt, so high at one moment, I could see his pink nipples. Hairless. Smooth. Sweet. He pushed down his shorts faster, less dramatic, and out came his dick. Not fully erect. He had a bush of black pubic hair. More than I had expected and more than the blond boy had. It was a nice bush, right above his semi-hard penis. His testicles also dropped more. A little bigger. His penis wasn't as pink as the blond boys, a little darker and it was starting to grow in spurts. "Wow, look at it grow!" said the blond haired boy. His friend clearly had a bigger penis, as it grew to a nice 5" with a nice big head. "Your so big for 13!" he said. The black haired boy was proud of it. They both just stood there, shorts to their knees, t-shirts under their chins, and teen dicks sticking up in the air. It was amazing! And then, unspoken and almost on cue, they both dropped their right hands to their little dicks and started stroking. They didn't say a word but rubbed their cocks up and down quickly. Both watching each other intently. The rubbed them up and down - their hands covered most of their cocks. And, within a minute: "I'm gonna..." said the blond haired boy, and then, out came a small dribble of clear liquid. "ohhh," he said lightly under his breath. A little embarrassed he said anything out loud. Another dribble and then another. He kept stroking and his eyes were closed. He let go of his penis and turned a light shade of pink. His teen cock dripped a little as it shrank in size. Within moments, his black haired friend was at the fantastic moment of no return. His little right hand moving ever so quickly. He bit his lower lip and then out shot some boy cum... another shot... and another... and a few more. "mmmmm" he whispered, forced by how good it felt. He stopped moving his hand up and down, but held on to his dick, enjoying the spasms of his orgasm. "Wow." I don't know which boy said it but I was thinking it. Then, after a 20 second moment of rest, they both pulled up their underwear and shorts. They dropped their t-shirts and headed back out to play basketball. I moved out to the front porch and sat in the chair and watched. No one else in the neighborhood knew what they both had done, expect for me. However, if you looked closely, the black haired boy still had a semi hard penis with a little wet spot showing through his shorts. The End Well, thanks for reading, and if you have any thoughts you would like to share about this story please send them to claycamper@yahoo.com