Date: Mon, 14 Nov 2005 23:27:58 EST
From: NPhillydogg@aol.com
Subject: big dog mean neighbor -14

"Michael... telephone!" I heard my wife call from the family room.
I picked the phone in the den, where I had been relaxing with my
daughter's dog Pepper, while reading the paper (oh how I was starting to
resemble my dad).

"Hello, this is Michael." I said into the receiver.

"Mike, it's William Hubert." said a familiar voice over the line. One
that made my cock harden and my asshole soften all at once.

"Willy! How are you?" I beamed, sitting up on the sofa. "It's been ages.
How's Satan?"

"That's what I'm calling you about, Mike." he said, his voice in a low
somber pitch.

"What is it, Willy?" I asked, bracing myself for what surely sounded like
bad news.

"Satan's dead." he announced, flatly. "He died in his sleep sometime last
night."

"Awe, I'm sorry to hear that. I know how close you two have become
since... well, you know... since the OLD MAN died."

"Yeah. I think he missed the ole bugger too much." said Willy, referring
to Norman Hubert Sr., his grandfather.

"Yeah... AND he was pretty old, for a dog." I added.

"That too, I guess." said Willy. "I'm planning on an informal burial for
Satan. I wanted to bury him with gramps and gran'ma Hubert in their
family plot at a cemetery back home, but dad didn't want to fiance it. So
we're burying him in a pet cemetery just outside of town here. You're
more then welcomed to come down, if you have the time."

"Oh, really?" I said, scratching my chin and already calculating the
distance in my mind. It would take me four hours to drive to Willy's
hometown, and four hours back. Not to mention time for the funeral, and
any... stuff, Willy and I might be able to get into while I'm there. "I
would definitely have to spend the night somewhere." I said, still
deciding.

"I'm sure my folks wouldn't mind you staying over night." suggested
Willy.

"Are you sure? Your dad doesn't seem to take to me too well." I recalled.

"How could you say that, after what we all did together?"

"It's not WHAT we did that I question, it's what was SAID." I clarified.

"Pop's bark is worse than his bite, Mike. Just like ole Satan. You of all
people should know that." said Willy. "So, are you gonna come...? I know
Satan would've loved it."
I thought back to my first and only encounter with Willy's father -Norman
Hubert Jr. I recalled him on my back, his big Hubert sized cock shoved
deep in my asshole. He was leaning forward over me, sucking his son's
cock. I recalled him fucking me in the upstairs bedroom of his dead
father's house with a place full of guests sitting downstairs grieving.
Hubert Jr. shot his thick load into my ass, just as he drank his own
son's load.

"Yeah. Sure. I'll be there." I promised, without even discussing it first
with my wife first.
To say that Beth wasn't thrilled about my decision to attend Satan's
funeral would be an understatement. She couldn't understand my
fascination with the Hubert family, especially after hearing tales of how
mean elder mr Hubert was to the kids in the neighborhood while growing
up. But Beth didn't know the special bond I shared with him. She didn't
know I shared that same bond with Willy, either.

The drive was long. I left around 8am on saturday morning so that I could
make it there by noon. Willy's directions was perfect, I met him and his
family at the cemetery. There was Willy, his younger brother Brian, their
parents Norman Jr & Barbra Hubert, and Willy's grand parents on his
mother's side. I walked up just as Willy was finishing his elegy.

"Satan was a good dog and companion, to granddad Hubert and his wife
Martha, as well as the rest of us. A protector and a friend, he brought
many years of love and devotion to the people around him. He was loyal,
loving, protective, devoted, ferocious... and mans best friend when he
was needed to be. I was lucky enough to be with Satan and grandpa in the
last months of their lives. And I saw first hand how much these two old
dogs loved each other. They had what most humans didn't, someone who
loved, honored, and respected them without prejudice or hesitation. May
Satan's soul finally find peace. And may he reside in heaven, as he did
in life... by his master's side. Thank you all for coming."

The small crowd quietly dispersed, just as Satan's small casket was
lowered into the ground. Willy's grandparents hugged and kissed him,
telling him how good his speech was. Norman Hubert Jr had his arm draped
around his wife's shoulder as 15 year old Brian Hubert walked ahead of
them towards their car. Norman spotted me. Even hidden behind the glare
of his glasses, I could see his eyes seek me out. He froze in mid-step
for all of one second as all the color drained from his usually pale
face. I know I made him nervous. I was the weak link in his life that
reminded him of the old perversions in his loins. In his eyes, I was the
one (at 9 years of age) whom turned his father gay. I was the one that
seduced and turned his son gay. And I was the one that trapped him, and
made him fuck me at the wake of his own father's funeral.
Norman looked me dead in the eye, then turned and walked away, holding
his wife all the tighter. I smiled to myself as I recalled how fucked
Norman Jr always was.

I silently walked over to the burial plot where Satan was to rest. Willy
was still standing there alone, having one last good-bye when I walked
up. He slowly turned towards me, sensing my presence.

"Hi, Mike." he smiled, happy to see me in his sunday's best.

"Hello Willy." I smiled back, trying to control my lust as I pictured the
last time I saw him naked. "You said this was an informal funeral..." I
said, regarding his suit and tie.

"Oh, it IS. You look fine, Mike. I just...thought to dress up at the last
minute. It's nothing..." he said, down playing how good he looked. We
hugged, a long lingering hug. His body felt wonderful next to mine. I
could feel a stirring in my groin, and knew we had better break up. When
we parted, I could easily see how choked up he had become. "I'm really
glad you could make it, Mike. It'd mean a lot to ole Satan that you
came."

"Me and that old dog's been through a lot together." I admitted, looking
down into Satan's grave. "He's actually the first one to take my cherry.
Did I ever tell you how he broke me in that first time?"

"No." smiled Willy, eager to hear it.

"I was only 9 years old." I said, thinking back as if it were yesterday.
"I'd lost my ball in mean ole mr Hubert's backyard. I knew he wasn't home
because his old car wasn't parked out front. I knew waiting for him to
come home and hand me back the ball was out of the question, he never
gave back any of the toys we kids lost on his property. So I knew I'd
have to sneak over his fence and get it myself, before he or his big dog
Satan got back from where ever they went.

"But when I snuck over, I didn't know Satan was there sleeping up under
the house. He caught me, showing all of his viscous teeth as I ran back
to the fence dividing his property from my parents. He chased me down,
and bit a large hole in the seat of my pants. I remember being so scared
that I peed my pants. Before I knew it he was on top of me, shoving his
big doggy dick into my tight little virgin ass. I wanted to scream out
for help, but was too afraid that he'd eat me if I made a noise.

"He fucked me right then and there, in the backyard of your grandpa's
house. When he was finished, he merely walked away. My ass was so sore
that I thought I was dying. Then I heard mr Hue's car backing into the
drive. I jumped up and ran home faster then Carl Lewis in the 100 meter
dash. By the time I was locked away in my room, I threw my ripped clothes
into the trash can, and checked my sore asshole in the bathroom mirror.
It took a few days for my asshole to recover, but by then I found myself
sneaking over into the Hue's backyard so Satan could fuck me again on
purpose.

"We did it several times that way, until Hubert Sr found me in his shed
letting Satan fuck me good. I was scared out of my wits. When Satan was
through with me, mr Hubert dragged me into his house through the kitchen.
And that was the first, but not the last time HE fucked me."

"Damn, Mike..." said Willy, stunning me out of my day dream.
"...gramps've been fucking you that long? Ever since you were a small
boy? Geez, I never would've thought he was a molester."

"We were lovers, Willy. It wasn't weird. Honest." I defended, trying to
preserve Hubert Sr's memory.

"I understand, Mike. I'm just surprised, is all." said Willy, rubbing his
crotch openly. "Actually, it sounds really hot. I bet you looked cute as
a kid, with your ass up to gramps, waiting to get your little butt
fucked."
I stared back at Willy, watching him stand there with a hardon hidden
just beneath his hand out of my eye sight. I took a quick glance around
the cemetery to make sure we were alone. There hadn't been many people at
Satan's funeral. Everyone that knew the elder Huberts were back in
Springfield, so with Willy's family gone, we were virtually alone as the
grounds crew guys had taken off someplace, -who knows where? Willy was
looking back at me, smiling that sweet infectious grin of his that always
made me want to eat his dick. His eyes widened when he realized what
exactly what thoughts flash through my brain.

"M...Mike...wha...what're you doing, dude?" he asked, laughing good
heartily as he looked around nervously while I groped his bulge. I felt
his hardon underneath his black trousers, and instantly went for his
zipper. "Hey man, not here! Someone might see us...!" he protested as I
pulled his zipper down and fell to my knees in one shot. I reached into
the slit and fished for his cock. Willy wasn't really trying to dislodge
from me too hard, but he was feeling self conscious about having his hard
cock exposed out in public this way. I opened my mouth the moment I saw
it come into view, and popped the smooth head into my mouth.


"Ooooo, Mike..." whispered Willy, missing me as much as I missed him.
I threw caution to the wind, and began sucking his cock with gusto. Willy
gasped and groaned, but did not make any more attempts to stop me. He
just stood there by the grave site as I knelt before him and sucked his
dick through his open fly. He ran his hands through my short brown hair,
helping to guide my head back and forth along his length. His cock felt
hard and smooth in my mouth, I sucked my lips up and down the slick
shaft, getting reacquainted with the feel and taste of his delicious
dick. I pulled out all the stops, using all the tricks I inquired over
the years. I'd learned a lot about cocksucking during my years in college
as a mascot. And I knew all the pressure points on Willy's dick to make
him cum quickly.

"Ooooh Mike, I've missed you so much..." he moaned, his knees start to
buckle as he neared climax. "You've got the hottest mouth I've ever
fucked, man. You're going to make me cum any minute...!"
Hearing that made me suck him harder. Willy's cock jumped and jerked in
my mouth with every stroke. He gasped, then threw his head up to the sun.
Just then I felt a warm gush of liquid splash into my mouth, followed by
several others. The shaft pulsed against my lips as I pulled back up to
the head, allowing it to empty out into me. When I was sure it was done
cumming, I remove my mouth and swallowed. The sweet juices slid down my
throat and into my stomach. I sucked the head back in to clear the rest
of the cream from the shaft before finally pulling off for good. I stood
up, smiling at Willy as he returned with that sexy grin. He packed his
cock back into his pants, then turned to walk with me back to my car
which was parked out by the road. As we turned to leave, we saw the
grounds keepers staring at us with a shocked expression on their faces.
We laughed, then ran away in embarrassment before they could say a word.

We drove back to Willy's parents house, where they agreed to allow me a
place to sleep for the night. Willy's mother (Barbra) and his younger
brother (Brian) were generally nice to me. They made a place for me at
the dinner table, then asked me questions about the old neighborhood and
the new owners of the old Hubert house next door to my parents. I
informed them that a good family now inhabits that house, but neglected
to mention how their 2 dogs greeted me with a fucking in their backyard,
-very similarly to what Satan did to me at 9. Willy's father (Norman)
spent most of the dinner ignoring me. He barely spoke to me, and even
avoided eye contact most of the night which added to the stress level of
the situation. I watched Norman Hubert eat his string beans, sitting at
the head of the family table in all his smug glory. I couldn't help
thinking back to the time when he fucked me while drinking down his son's
cum, and wondered exactly how the 2 of them ever resolved such an
obviously disturbing ordeal. I wondered if they ever discussed it, or did
they simply sweep it under the rug and act like nothing had every
happened. I felt my cock grow hard under the table at the thought of
Norman and Willy getting it on at night while the mother slept soundly in
her bed, but looking across the table at the old four eyed pencil pusher,
caused me to toss the idea. No way could Norman Hubert be so sexually
interesting as to carry an ongoing affair with his hot son.

After dinner, Willy showed me up to the spare room at the end of the hall
where I was to sleep for the night. We talked for a while. Willy assured
me that he would find time to sneak back into my room sometime during the
night for sex. He informed me to keep my door unlocked, which I did.
Within the hour I took a quick shower in Willy and Brian's private
bathroom, then retired for the evening around 11pm. Willy told me that
his parents usually went to bed after the nightly news around 11:30,
followed by Brian whom always slept with headphone while listening to
music. I slept naked, with my asshole pre-greased so Willy wouldn't have
to waste much time trying to get in me in case he wanted to fuck.
I fell asleep around midnight, waiting for my prince to come. Sometime
later I felt a cock sliding into my mouth, and instinctively opened my
mouth and started sucking. The cock felt good in my mouth as it slid back
and forth. I sucked and slurped along the length, enjoying the feel of
the smooth skin against my tongue and lips. The house was quiet and dark,
and I could barely see Willy standing over top of me as I buried my face
in his groin. His cock popped into my throat as I caressed it gently with
my throat muscles. Willy groaned, then grabbed the back of my head and
roughly fucked in and out of my mouth.

"Yeah, suck that cock faggot!" whispered Norman Hubert from above me. I
recognized his voice instantly through the dark, and froze mid-suck.
Norman noticed my hesitation immediately. "Oh, wasn't expecting me?
Thought I was someone else, eh? My SON, maybe?" he asked as he continued
to fuck my face, rapidly.
I was too afraid to protest or say something in my defense, for as I said
before, -the house was extremely quiet, and I didn't want to chance
waking up the entire household by arguing. So I simply lay there allowing
Norman Hubert Jr to fuck my face as he saw fit. His cock was pushing into
my throat repeatedly. I wondered whatever happened to Willy. Was he still
waiting to come visit me? Did he fall asleep too? Or did he know his
father was in here having his way with me, again?

The slut in me pushed all questions of Willy out of my head, and gave
into sucking Norman's dick. I felt so sluttish, sucking on the cock of a
man I didn't even like or respect. But I sucked his cock because it was
good, it reminded me of mr Hubert Sr's dick. Sucking Norman jr was like
having sex with his father, their cocks were very similar. I swallowed
his dick whole several times, trying to make him cum quickly before Willy
could catch us in the act, again. But after a few minutes of intense
sucking, Norman pulled his cock free from my mouth. I lay there surprised
as he threw back the covers, exposing my nudeness. He reached down
between my legs, and started to finger my moist crack. His middle finger
found my hole, and pressed in.

"I see you WERE expecting company tonight." he said through the darkness.
I didn't say anything, as it was no sense in denying it.
Norman grabbed me by my legs and pulled me over to the edge of the bed. I
didn't fight it, I let him position me, then felt him push his cock head
into my hole.

He wasn't gentle. Norman forced his entire cock into me. I held back
letting out a small yell by biting my bottom lip. Norman held me by my
legs, and started fucking into me hard and deep. His cock pierced through
my tight ring, busting through my fighting sphincter muscles as he bore
his way into my rectum.

"Take that cock, pussyboy!" he whispered, fucking me harder. I could feel
the full length of his cock slipping in and out of me. Norman held me
tight, fucking me hard as he drove his cock through me like a harpoon.
I'd been hoping to get fucked during my whole drive up here, but I never
thought it would be from the stuffed shirt -Norman Hubert. Especially not
after his reaction the last time we fucked.

"You have some nerve coming to my house, Michael Jensen!" whispered
Norman as he fucked me, his thrusts becoming more stern as his pelvis
slapped into my buttock whenever he buried his cock to the root. "You
DARE come to my home to seduce my son, after what you did to him?" he
asked, referring to the sexual affair I had with his son. He slammed his
dick into me time and again, ramming his cock deep into me over and over.
"First I find you having sex with my father, then I find you sucking my
son's cock, and then you seduce ME into fucking you at my own father's
wake! You're evil! Pure Evil, Michael Jensen!" preached Norman, never
slowing even once as he fed my asshole more and more of his cock.
I found it absolutely amazing that Norman Hubert Jr found me so
offensive, yet never stopped fucking me. His cock stayed hard the entire
time as he rammed my evil ass, filling me colon with every inch of his
erection. Again I said nothing in defense for myself. I allowed Norman to
fuck me as hard, deep, and dominantly as he desire. I felt him grip my
thighs all the tighter, as he shoved his cock all the way up in me one
last time, and unloaded a scalding hot abundance of potent Hubert family
seed deep into my convulsing chute. Norman Hubert came for a full 2
minutes, filling my bowels with his juices. When he finally finished
cumming, he pulled out and tucked his cock back into his PJ's.

"Not a WORD to my son about this!" warned Norman, shaking his forefinger
at me as if scolding me. I actually felt threatened, as if he would
somehow make my life hell somehow. With that, Norman Hubert left me
laying in the bed naked with my asshole wet with his load.
I thought the entire incident seemed really weird, and covered myself
again with the blanket. About 20 minutes later Willy came in, tip-toeing
across the hall to me, completely unaware that his father had beaten him
to the punch. He climbed into the bed with me, hugging me as we kissed
and made out like teen lovers. Soon I forgot about my encounter with
Norman, and concentrated on pleasing Will solely. I sucked his cock,
eating his stiff rod as I gobbled it down my throat. After a while, Willy
wanted to fuck me. He climbed atop me, maneuvering himself between my
spread legs as he guided his dick up to my wet hole. He pushed in easily,
his father's cum slicking my chute even more than the lube had. Soon he
was all the way up in me, fucking me deeply. His cock felt so good inside
of me. I opened myself up completely for him. I could feel the entire
length of his slick cock slipping in and out of me. He was in push up
position over top me, his muscular arms holding his torso above me as we
stared into each other's eyes through the darkness. My hands roamed up
and down his slim torso as his hips drove his cock into me. I spread my
legs wider to give him deeper access. He fucked me with a hard steady
pace, feeding my slick bowels every inch of his teen cock. I felt my
feelings for him begin to spew, and pulled him down atop me. Without
chest now pressed together, we kissed soulfully, tasting each other's
spit. This caused Willy to fuck me harder. I wanted his cum in me, to
wash out the reminisce of his father's juice. Will humped into me
repeatedly, jamming his cock into me until I suddenly felt it swell, then
felt it spitting several gobs of cum into me. I hugged him closer,
snuggling my face in his neck when the lights suddenly came on without
warning.

"Oh SHIT!" I heard someone say.
Will and me both jumped up in bed. We looked back at the door only to
find 15 year old Brian standing there with a tent in his PJ bottoms.

"What're you doing in here?" asked Willy, covering us up with the
blanket.

"I...I heard noises when I went to the bathroom, and...and thought mr
Jensen might've needed some help or something...."

"And so you burst in without knocking?" asked Willy, now sitting beside
me.

"I DID knock. You didn't hear me!" defended Brian.

"Okay." said Willy, realizing that we might not have heard him. "You can
go, now."

"Waitaminute..." said Brian, stepping further into the room. "Were you
two, having... sex?"
Willy and I looked at one another. I hunched my shoulders while Willy
sighed.

"Yes Brian, Mike and I were having sex." admitted Willy.

"Wow..." reacted Brian. "...I never knew you were GAY, Willy."

"I'm not gay!" said Willy, bringing a look of confusion to his brother's
face. "It's... complicated, Bri. But I like girls too. Mr Jensen's the
only guy I've been with like this."
I felt so privileged being the only man he's ever fucked. It was like
being picked to be his prom date.

"So if you're not gay, how'd you end up in bed together?" asked Brian,
intrigued.

"uh..." hesitated Willy, not wanting to reveal my relationships with
Satan and grandpa Hubert.

"I uh...offered to suck your brother's dick one night while he was taking
care of your grandfather back in Springfield. Willy had been telling how
hard up he was, as he was so far from his girlfriend...whats her name? So
I offered to help him out, and have been eversince."

"Wow..." said Brian, shocked by my candor. "...your own personal
cocksucker. Wow."

"BRIAN, don't call Mike that!" said Willy, sternly.

"Why not? He's a cocksucker, ain't he?"

"It's not a nice word."

"Can I get my cock sucked too?" asked Brian, enthusiastically.

"No." answered Willy, immediately.

"Why not?" asked Brian, obviously disappointed.

"Cause you're only 15." reasoned Willy.

"So? Billy was only 13 when he said he got sucked by his baby sitter!"

"Billy's a liar! And besides, Mike's a guest here, asking him for sex is
just plain...rude."

"But...YOU just had sex with him. How come I can't?"

"Because..." was Willy's only answer.

"If you don't let me get my cock sucked, I'll tell mom and dad what you
two were up to in here." smirked Brian, knowing he had us where he wanted
us.

"That's blackmail you little..."

"Calm down, Willy. I don't mind, really." I interfered, afraid of what
the consequences would mean. Barbra Hubert was close to my parents after
the wake for her father, I couldn't chance her telling them what I'd been
up to over mr Hue's house all those times. How would I explain it all to
my father? He'd never get over it.

"Mike, you don't have to..." said Willy, willing to go to bat for me.

"No, really. If your little brother wants a blowjob to keep quiet, so be
it." I said. "I've done worse over the years."
Willy thought about it for a while, then agreed.

"Come on in, and lock the door." he said. Brian practically jumped out of
his skin as he slammed the door shut and hoped onto the bed.
He laid down on the edge as I peeled down his pajama bottoms. His hardon
popped into view, standing stiffly just above his belly. I stroked his
cock with my hand, listening to his breathing change as he held his
breathe in anticipation of my mouth. I leant forward and licked the tip.
Brian gasped when I took the head into my mouth and sucked it heatedly. I
licked my way up and down the shaft, then took the entire cock in in one
fair swoop. Brian's whole body stiffened, then he started shooting hot
cum straight into my unsuspecting mouth.
My mouth filled instantly with his boy cream. Brian went into
convulsions, his body jumping and jerking violently as he emptied his
balls in my mouth. I drank his cum, only to have my mouth refilled again.
What a load!

"That was fast." said Willy, sarcastically.

"He's young." I defended after swallowing the second flood.

"Hope you liked it squirt. Time to head back to your room." announced
Willy.

"Can I fuck him first?" asked Brian, his cock never going down.

"No way!"

"Why not?"

"Cause you're not old enough yet."

"Yes I am. Please? I want to do what you were doing when I came in."

"Willy..."

"No Michael, I can't ask you to do that just to keep my secret." said
Willy.

"But I don't mind." I offered, "Besides..." I said, leaning in to whisper
in Will's ear. "...if he cums from fucking as fast as he does from
sucking, it won't take him long to blow."

"But..."

"What other alternative do we have, Will?" I asked. "Let's just let him
do it."

"Okay." agreed Willy, against his better judgment. "Alright squirt, you
get 5 minutes. Starting NOW!"

"Hot damn!" smiled Brian, climbing up on top of me. I rolled over on my
stomach, exposing my buttock to him for the first time. Willy watched as
his little brother aimed his cock between my slick ass cheeks and pushed
in. His hard cock slipped into my double fucked hole. I heard Brian sigh
as his entire cock slid into me.

"How's it feel?" asked Willy, recalling the first time's he fucked me on
his grandfather's floor.

"It's...the BEST thing Ive ever felt!" screamed Brian, going wild on top
of me as he quickly started fucking me. He humped and pumped into me with
the quickest, fastest fuck thrusts I've ever received from another human
being. Had he been fully grown, he could have done some serious damage to
my rectum. But being just a kid (a scrawny one at that), his fuck thrusts
were barely more than a good spanking.

"Shhh, don't wake mom and dad." warned Willy, keeping a close eye on the
action. I could see that his cock was brick hard again, watching me get
fucked by his smaller borther.

Brian's nearly hairless pelvis slapped into my hairy butt cheeks over and
over. His dick was coated in his brother's and his father's cum, making
it that much easier to move back and forth. I felt Brian's dick pulse as
he fucked me, and thought I felt him cum inside me as my asshole got even
more slick with an overdose of semen. But Brian never stopped fucking,
and kept right on humping into me for another full 5 minutes before he
finally came for the last time.

Once Brian pulled out and redressed, he thanked me for taking his
virginity, then returned to his room with a stiff dick and a smile.
Meanwhile Willy was busy shoving his erection back between my butt
cheeks, slipping in through his little brother's dual load in my cum
soaked anus for another round of butt busting.