Date: Mon, 26 Aug 2002 09:02:43 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Wade Grows Up - Chapter Fourteen - Neighborhood Boys - Part Three DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys, and sometimes between men and boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DON'T READ IT! If you choose to read it, then please enjoy. More chapters will follow. WADE GROWS UP Chapter Fourteen - Neighborhood Boys - Part 3 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ After only a couple of weeks of watching Mike and Benny for Sarah, I felt like they were my own little brothers. It was a complete joy having them in my life. I also enjoyed having Joey from down the street come by to visit as well. Two weeks after I started watching the boys for Sarah, a new family moved into the neighborhood. Right on the other side of Sarah's house, a family with a nine-year old just like Benny moved in. His name was Neal. He and Benny quickly became friends, and Neal was coming over most of the time with the other boys after that. It was nice, because Benny had a friend his own age to play with and Mike and Joey could just hang out together without a little boy hanging around them all the time. Part way through the summer, the house directly behind mine was sold to a divorced woman named Brenda who moved into it with her son, who was 13, like Mike and Joey. The boy's name was Rick. He was extremely shy, especially around the other boys. I could tell he desparately wanted to make friends with Mike and Joey, but he would just clam up whenever he got near them. Most of the time he didn't come over if they were around. He didn't seem as shy with me though. If I was out in the backyard alone, he'd come out into his own backyard. I'd usually call over to him. Then he'd come over and visit. Part of Rick's problem with making friends with Mike and Joey was that he wasn't interested in any of the same things Mike and Joey were. I felt sorry for Rick, as he didn't have any friends to hang out with, so whenever he did venture over to visit, I tried to spend some time with him. He was a nice boy, quiet, and I could tell he was sensitive. He liked to sketch. He'd sit with a pad and pencil and make wonderful drawings. He played the piano very well too, which gave us something to talk about, as I play pretty well myself. Being shy, he was embarassed to play in front of people, or show people his drawings. After he'd been coming to visit for a while, he finally loosened up a little around me, and we'd sit and take turns playing the piano for each other, or we'd talk and he'd sketch while we talked. He would show me what he'd drawn. It was always really well done! One evening he sketched while I played the piano. When he'd finished he gave it to me - it was me playing the piano. It was a wonderful likeness of me. I framed it and hung it on the wall, which really embarassed him when he first saw it, but I left it up anyway. I noticed Mike and Joey studying it one day. They were surprised to learn that Rick had drawn it. So my summer was full between having Mike, Joey, Benny, and Neal over most of the day, and often in the evenings Rick would come over for a while. I ended up getting really close to all of the boys. Benny and Neal were just a couple of goofy kids who loved to horse around. Most of the day they were in the pool playing together, while I'd sit on the deck watching them. They usually did everything they could to cause me to chase them around and play with them, which I did several times throughout the day. A lot of times they'd splash me, to get me to jump in the pool with them. I'd usually jump in and swim after them, catching them and wrestling around in the water with them. If they weren't in the pool already, I'd chase them around till I caught one of them and picked him up and tossed him into the pool. They both loved that! Sometimes Mike and Joey would join them in the pool, but most of the time they'd either hang out by themselves, or they'd sit with me and talk. Both of them were into getting physical with each other too. There was a lot of chasing each other, and if they caught each other there was a lot of tickling that would go on, and something that seemed popular with the two of them - nipple twisting. They'd try to grab each other's nipples, and squeeze and twist them! Both of them ended up with at least a couple of wedgies a day too. Occasionally, they mooned each other, or me! And every so often they would try and "Pants" each other - one would sneak up behind the other and rip the other one's pants down! This was extremely embarassing to poor Joey one day. We were out in the backyard, and he was standing in front of me talking, when Mike ran up behind him and ripped his shorts down. Well - Joey had new underpants on that his mother had just bought him that were too big and they went down around his ankles along with the shorts, leaving poor Joey completely naked, and very red-faced. I hadn't seen Joey naked in a long time, except for his butt, when he was mooning me. This was different - his genitals were exposed to me. He had a small, probably 2" (soft) circumsized penis, a small patch of dark pubic hair above it, and two cute nuts hanging in a hairless scrotum behind it. In trying hurriedly to pull his shorts back up, before someone in an adjoining yard could see, he tripped and landed on his ass, feet up in the air, and shorts still not back in place. Of course his ass cheeks spread wide, and I had a great view of his little rose-bud anus - which Mike managed through all his laughter to point out! This embarassed poor Joey even more! He looked ready to cry. I of course was laughing, which didn't help matters, so after Joey was clothed again and I'd stopped laughing, I whispered in his ear that I thought he should try and get retribution! About an hour later, he did! They'd changed into their swim suits and Mike walked up onto the diving board. Joey ran up behind him and ripped his trunks down, leaving Mike standing on the diving board - naked! Mike was a little bigger than Joey, probably 3" (soft), he wasn't circumsized, and his pubic hair was light brown, and there was a little more of it. Poor Mike of course was embarassed too, and fell off the board into the pool. His trunks came off, and sank to the bottom, so he had to dive for them before he could put them back on, climb out, and start chasing Joey around. I ended up having to intervene, as Mike finally caught Joey and had him down on the ground, and was tickling him unmercifully. I hadn't joined in their physical games before, so they were both very surprised when I walked over and started to tickle Mike, to get him to stop tickling Joey. I had poor Mike rolling around laughing hysterically, as I tickled him in the ribs and armpits! Joey loved it, and began tickling Mike too, behind his knees. That was too much for Mike, all of a sudden we noticed a yellow puddle forming on the ground under his butt - he was laughing so hard he was peeing! I stopped, so did Joey, but he was laughing really wickedly at Mike, because Mike had peed, which embarassed Mike. I started tickling Joey then, and told him I was gonna make him pee too. I didn't really mean to, but after only a few seconds, he too started pissing! Afterward, he said he'd peed too, just to get me to stop tickling him! I told them both to go into the house and take a shower. I followed them in and told them to give me their swim suits too, so I could wash them. They both just stopped and stripped in front of me and handed me their suits. I guessed that since I'd seen them both naked once, it wasn't a big deal anymore. Anyway, they padded off together down the hall, turned into the bathroom together and closed the door behind them. I put their suits in the washing machine and started it. Then I went and got some towels and knocked on the bathroom door. No answer - just the sound of the shower running and a little giggling from Joey. I opened the door and peered in, nobody was there. They were both in the shower together. I had a larger shower in that bathroom with two showerheads - so there was adequate room for both of them. "This is just like at school - jammed together in the shower like a can of sardines" Mike said. "Yeah" Joey giggled, "stop rubbing your butt on my crotch already." "Why, are you getting hard?" Mike asked. "Well, maybe a little" Joey answered. "Shit! You are hard!" Mike yelled. "Quiet! Wade will hear us!" Joey snapped. "Nah - he's back outside watching the boys" Mike replied, "but look at the size of your dick when it's hard - cool!" "Quit looking at it" Joey complained. "Wanta see mine hard?" Mike asked. "well...OK" Joey replied. I heard a few seconds of squishy slapping, then... "Oh My God - you're huge!" Joey yelled. "Now who's being loud?" snapped Mike testily. "Sorry" said Joey. "It's OK" said Mike. Silence. Finally Joey asked "Can I touch it?" "I guess" Mike answered. Apparently Joey grabbed a hold of Mike's hard penis, as I heard Mike let out a soft moan followed by "Oh man that feels so good Joey - don't stop." "Do me too" Joey answered. I heard Joey gasp a couple seconds later. "Yeah! That does feel great Mike! Keep going!" I could hear some wet slapping and some ooohhing and ahhing from both boys. They must've been jerking each other off! "Put some soap on it and slide your hand instead" Mike told Joey, "I'll do you that way too." I heard the bar of soap hit the tub floor shortly thereafter, and the wet slapping sound returned. "Oh God, that feels so good!" Joey groaned. "Oh yeah!" Mike agreed. I was hard as a rock at this point, and couldn't help myself. I pulled my swim trunks down to my knees and grabbed my hard cock and started to beat off while I listened to the two boys masturbating each other in the shower. "Joey! I'm gonna shoot soon man!" I heard Mike gasp. "Me too!" Joey gasped back. The tempo of the slapping sounds increased, then I heard both boys gasping and grunting as they apparently orgasmed together. That was all I could take! I began firing my own load of cum all over the tile floor, as I heard both of them moaning that they were coming too. As soon as I was finished, I closed the bathroom door, and got some tissue to clean up my mess. "That was great man!" I heard Mike saying. "Oh yeah!" agreed Joey, "we gotta do that again sometime!" "You know it!" Mike answered. I heard the shower shut off, and the shower curtain move over. Then Joey said with alarm "Oh Shit!" "What?" Mike asked. "Look! Towels! They weren't here before we got in the shower! That means Wade knows we were in the shower together!" Joey cried with alarm. I padded off quietly to the kitchen at that point. A few minutes later, both boys walked into the kitchen, dry except for their hair. They were wearing shorts, but no shirts. Both were red in the face. "Enjoy your shower?" I asked. Both boys blushed deeper red, and just looked at me. "It's OK!" I said. "It's just that we didn't want pee dripping off us onto the floor..." Mike began. "Well that was good of you." I said. "Sit down, I'll get some pizza out of the freezer for lunch. As I started down the stairs to the freezer, I heard Joey whisper "Think he bought it?" "I don't know" Mike replied, "all I know is that what we just did felt great!" "I know. But I'm a guy and you're a guy - does this mean we're gay?" Joey asked. "I don't know. I hope not", said Mike, but then he added "but somehow I think maybe it does mean that." I went the rest of the way down the stairs and grabbed the pizza and went back up the stairs. Both boys were sitting silently, looking glum. They watched me as I got the pizza ready and put it in the oven. They blushed and looked away if I looked their direction. Presently Benny and Neal tumbled in the back door dripping all over the floor. I made them dry off, then, dry up the floor, and finally sit down at the table on their towels. As we were waiting for the pizza to finish cooking, I got us sodas and sat down with the boys. "Mike!" Neal began, "how come your dink looks different?" Mike turned bright red and muttered "what do you mean?" "It looks like it was shrunk up inside itself" Neal said. Mike went completely red in the face. I laughed and said "Mike's not circumsized, but I guess you probably are. When you were born, you had the foreskin on your penis removed. Mike didn't. Some guys are circumsized, and others aren't - it's no big deal." "Oh" Neal said. "Well, I look like Mike, only smaller - and no hair. Neal - what's your's look like then?" Benny asked. "Here look." Neal said, and stood up and pulled his trunks down, turning to face Benny. Mike's and Joey's eyes got big as Benny suddenly reached over and touched Neal's penis. "Can I see your's?" Neal asked. As Benny stood up and pulled his trunks down for Neal to inspect his penis, I said "Guys. It's OK if you wanta look at each other's privates, but you shouldn't do it in the kitchen, and you shouldn't do it in front of other people. Do it when you're alone in your bedroom, or go into the bathroom to do it!" They both pulled their trunks up and sat back down. I noticed that Mike and Joey both turned red in the face again. Just then, the buzzer went off and I got up and pulled the pizza out and served it up. That was the end of the penis discussion. We ate and the rest of the day went as usual, although both Mike and Joey were watching me more than usual, and looked away when I looked in their direction. That evening, as I was mulling over the events of the day, I went up into the attic to store a few boxes of papers. I realized that the back window wasn't open, but should be for ventilation. I pulled the curtains apart and opened the window. As I did this, I looked down into the yard. The house Rick moved into was in back of our's. Our yard was quite a bit higher up than the ones in back of us. This, coupled with the fact that I was on the third floor of my own house, caused me to realize that I could look right down into the upstairs windows of Rick's house. As I was looking, a light came on in what must've been Rick's room, as he walked in, and flopped down on his bed, which was up against the far wall. I could see him clearly lying there. He was rubbing his eyes. I wondered if he was crying. I couldn't see that far. Downstairs I had some binoculars, so I went and got them. When I got back upstairs, I looked through them and trained them on Rick, as he laid on his bed. He looked like he had indeed been crying. I watched him for a couple of minutes, then I saw his hand reach down and he began squeezing his crotch! As he continued to squeeze it I could see his cock must've hardened, as there was a ridge under his jeans. I kept my eyes trained on Rick as he continued massaging his genitals through his jeans. After a couple minutes, he unbuckled his belt, unbottoned the top button on the waistband of his jeans, unzipped the fly, and hooked his thumbs into the waist band and shoved his jeans and underpants down to his knees in one motion. A good sized erect penis sprang from underneath, slapping back against Rick's lower abdomen. Rick sat up and pulled his T-Shirt off over his head, removed his pants all the way, then laid back down. He wrapped his right hand around his stiff dick and began masturbating. After several strokes, he reached on the floor under his bed and produced a jar of vaseline, and a magazine. He leafed through the magazine, finding a full page picture he liked, and opened the magazine backward and leaned it against the wall, so he could look at it. I was surprised to see it was a picture of a naked guy, with a hardon! Was Rick gay??? Rick unscrewed the cap, and took a gob of the petroleum jelly out and rubbed it on his penis. He put a little on the middle finger of his left hand too. He put the hand with the greased finger between his legs, and pressed the lubricated finger between his ass cheeks and up against his anus. He returned his greased hand to his twitching penis and began sliding his hand slowly up and down the entire length of his hard shaft. Very slowly he began stroking off, while he gazed at the picture in the magazine. By now I too had my pants down and was stroking my own hard meat. As I watched, the boy continued slowly stroking up and down his hardon, and fucking his finger in and out of his asshole. I tried to match the speed of my strokes to that of his. His already darkly tanned face was turning darker, as he became more and more excited. Rick's head went back and his back began to arch. His strokes began to get faster. I could feel my own cum building up, and thought I was going to cum. I wanted to wait for Rick to start cumming first though, before I released my own load. I saw Rick's mouth open, and his back arched even more. His body tensed, and he began firing his load all over himself. The first shot hit his chin. Subsequent shots landed on his chest and belly. As Rick lay on his bed convulsing in his own orgasm, I too emptied my balls onto the attic floor! Eventually, both our orgasms subsided. I saw Rick wipe up a gob of cum off his belly, and lick it off his finger, swallowing it. He did this 3-4 times, then used a Kleenex to finish cleaning himself up. He dressed, and left his room, turning off the light. I too cleaned myself up and went back downstairs. I was going to have to get closer to this boy! A little while later, I was hungry, so I called and ordered some fast food for supper. About 45 minutes later, who should arrive with the food but Ted! He had a huge lump in his crotch, and a dopey grin on his face. I invited him in, took the box of food, and set it on the table. I paid Ted for the food, and then stepped closer to him, reached down and began fondling the lump in the crotch of his pants. He let his breath out forcefully, and reached down, and began massaging my semi-hard dick to life as well. I stopped and took off my T-Shirt, and jeans. Ted followed suit. In a minute we were both completely naked, and Ted had dropped on his knees in front of me and was devouring my cock! He was deep throating me, shoving his mouth up and down my stiff dick. Suddenly he stopped and asked me to fuck him up the ass. I told him to follow me, and I led him into the kitchen. I had a big heavy butcher block type table. I told him to sit on the edge of it and lay back. He did as I told him to. I grabbed a bottle of "Extra Virgin" Olive Oil off the counter and used some to lubricate my cock. I told Ted to lift his legs up and back toward his chest, which he did, exposing his puckered asshole for me. I lubricated that with a little oil as well. Then I moved in, and pressed the head of my cock against Ted's anus. I told him to relax, and I began pushing into him. I didn't meet much resistance, but Ted groaned, as my shaft pushed deeper into him. Working slowly I was able to get the full length of my shaft buried deep into Ted's rectum. As Ted held his knees up against his chest, I started to pull back out of him. Just before I popped back out, I started shoving forward again. "I'm OK - go faster!" Ted said. So I did. I began shoving my hard cock in and out of Ted's ass. He was grunting, moaning, and groaning as I did. "Faster" he whispered hoarsely. I increased my pace. I was really pounding in and out of him at a good pace now! I could feel my orgasm building. I could tell that Ted felt the same way, as he was squeezing his sphincter every so often. I shoved in and out of Ted as fast as I could. Then I was there. I threw my head back as I continued fucking Ted's asshole, I began pumping shot after shot of cum deep into his bowels. Ted, realizing I was cumming began his own orgasm, squirting shot after shot of jism onto his belly. When we'd both finished shooting, I pulled out of him, and collapsed into a chair. Ted just laid there, his asshole involuntarily staying open, because of the abuse I'd just put it through. Some of my cum began to leak out of it and dribbled down his ass crack. When I'd recovered enough to get up, I got us some papertowels, and we cleaned up. I wiped the table down and wiped up the drips of my cum that had leaked out of Ted's ass onto the floor. We went back into the livingroom, got dressed, and Ted left. I gave his crotch a squeeze and slapped him on the ass on his way out the door. I walked back into the kitchen to eat, and there sitting at the table was Rick! He looked really upset, and when he looked up at me I saw he'd been crying. I walked over to the table, glancing at it to see if there was still any evidence there of what Ted and I had just done. There wasn't. The question now was, had Rick been looking in the door or window while I was fucking Ted? And - why was the boy so upset? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The next part of this chapter will follow shortly.