Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2010 19:45:51 -0300 From: Matt Swimmers Subject: Neighbour's Plight Part 2 As always, send any comments/questions/complaints/typos/dirty photos to subboyns@gmail.com. I love to hear from you guys, it makes writing these all worthwhile. :) The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading this, or if consensual sex between two guys offends you, please don't read on! There's some rough stuff, bondage and watersports in here, so if you're not into that, don't read on! Also, the sex in this story isn't safe sex, because fictional characters can't get diseases. But you can, so always play safe! I was afraid I was making too much noise as I stepped into his room, but Greg remained asleep. Even when I slid down beside him on the bed, he stirred but stayed asleep. I ran my hand down his smooth back, down to his gorgeous ass in his silk boxers. They were the same ones I'd seen on his bed the day before, black with red metallic lip prints on them. He stirred a little more as I ran my hands over his muscular cheeks. "Good morning son." I whispered in his ear, my rubbing turning into gropes now. Fuck he had a nice ass. He groaned a little and bucked his hips, letting me get a better grip on his ass. He moaned a little as my hands reached around, finding his cock already hard as a rock. Good old teenagers and their morning wood. "Oh Julie..." He moaned a little as I rubbed his silky package. So he was thinking of his girlfriend. I didn't care. He'd realize what was going on soon enough. I kissed his neck, and nibbled on it a little. I saw his eyes start to flutter open. "Morning son." I said again. He rolled over, and his eyes opened wide. "Oh my fuck!" He cried, trying to jump away. I held his arms though, and rolled him over onto his back, climbing on top of him. My stiff cock rubbed up against his. "Now is that any way to greet your daddy?" I smiled down at him, pinned under me. "How the fuck did you get in here?" "Your mom gave me a key. Thought it might do you some good to get up and do an honest days work." I laughed. "And I told you yesterday I wanted to see these cute little boxers of yours." "You said you didn't want me until this afternoon." He said, sounding more and more defeated. "I changed my mind son." I leaned down and whispered in his ear, licking his neck as I did. He groaned a little as I did that. "You can't keep doing this." He protested. "If this is supposed to be a job I should have a set schedule." I laughed. "Just this once. I promise." I moved my face over and kissed him quickly on the lips, then gave his nipples a twist with my hands. He winced a little but didn't try to push me off. I wasn't sure if I'd keep my promise or not. "Now your real training is going to start today son." I said, giving his nipples another twist. "Daddy was pretty easy on you yesterday. And I don't like being cursed at." I gave his left nipple a harder twist, making him cry out. "I'm sorry." He said through gritted teeth. I twisted again, harder this time. "Ow fuck!" He cried out. I twisted his other nipple this time, harder still. "That's not what I want to hear bitch." I grunted at him. "I'm sorry daddy." He whimpered. "Too late boy, I think you need to be properly disciplined." I got up off of him and pulled him off the bed by his arm. I sat back down, with him standing in front of me. His boxers were still tented up. I reached up and stroked his stiff pole. "Now lay down across my knee." I ordered him. "You're not going to spank me?" He asked. I was on my feet and had a handful of hair in a second. He cried out with the pain as I jerked his head back. "Now listen up cunt." I grabbed his nuts with my free hand and gave them a squeeze. "When you get a fucking order you obey it, understood?" I squeezed his sack again for emphasis. "Understood boy!?" "Yes daddy!" He cried, his eyes watering. "I'm so sorry! Please let me go!" "I think you deserve a bit more than a spanking now." I said, yanking his boxers down. He was now naked in front of me, my hand still in his hair. I led him over to his laundry hamper and pulled his cut offs that he was wearing yesterday out. "Put these on." "Yes sir." He climbed into the shorts, his dick only half hard now. "Go wait by the front door for me." I barked. He marched down the stairs as I stepped out of my boxers. I grabbed the ones I'd taken off of him from the floor and stepped into them. They were a little tight on me, but I could fit. I admired the way my stiff prick tented them out, and felt how they were still a little damp from his cock. I stepped into my own shorts and shirt, then went down to meet Greg, who was looking chastened by the front door. "We're going to my place." I said simply, heading outside. Greg followed me, nervously looking around. The street was empty now sadly. I was hoping someone would see him in just his cut offs following me like a sad puppy. I locked up behind us and we went to my front door. "The second we're inside I want those shorts on the fucking floor, got it bitch?" I whispered as I unlocked my door. "Yes daddy." He said, eyes still glued to the ground. We went inside and I turned around to lock the door. When I turned back around, Greg was already stepping out of his shorts. He stood there naked and I pushed him up against the wall. "I really am sorry daddy." He said, looking me in the eyes for the first time since I'd woken him up. "Are you sorry because you are actually sorry, or are you just afraid of what's going to happen to you now?" I asked. "I'm actually sorry daddy." He said. He was telling the truth as far as I could tell. "You're still getting punished." "I know." "Get your ass upstairs to my bedroom. I'll be up in a few minutes." I said, giving his ass a hard slap as he turned to go up the stairs. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water while I waited. I could have followed him up there immediately, but I wanted to make him sweat a bit more. I eventually went upstairs and found him sitting on my bed. "Stand up boy." He stood, and I led him over to the wall. "Face the wall." I said, turning him around. "Hands on the wall, legs spread." He got in the position, his furry ass poking out a little as I positioned him properly. I gave him a few light spanks at first, watching as he flinched every time. I gave him a few harder ones, seeing him shudder and try to not cry out. I rubbed his ass a little as it started to turn pink, then gave him a few more light taps. "Your dad ever spank you?" I asked with another slap. "When I was younger." He said, his voice quavering. "Naked?" "No, in my briefs." "What a shame. Nothing like spanking a naked, naughty little cunt." I said, slapping his cheeks harder still. "Especially when he knows he's been a nasty little bitch, right?" "Yes sir." "Tell me faggot." Another slap. Then another. "Tell me what you are." "I'm your nasty bitch daddy." "Why are you being punished?" "Because I cursed at you. And disobeyed orders." Another few more rough slaps. His ass was definitely red now. A tear streaked down his cheek as he closed his eyes against the pain. I slapped him a few more times, then peeled my shirt off. "Precisely boy. When you displease your daddy, you get punished." "I'm sorry sir." He said, his voice jumping at the end as I slapped his ass again. I came up behind him and grabbed his hair again, jerking his face back towards me. "Stay in position boy." I cautioned as his body jerked a little. I kissed him, my tongue diving deeply into his mouth. We kissed like that for almost a minute, our tongues wrestling, spit dribbling down his chin. I released his hair and gave his ass another hard slap. "Ow!" He winced, but maintained his position. I rubbed his ass, feeling the heat coming off of it from my spanking. "So what kind of underwear did your dad wear?" I whispered in his ear. "He always wore boxers, usually silk." Greg admitted with a blush. "Oh?" "Yeah, I started wearing them to bed because I always saw him doing it." He braced himself as he saw my arm flying up, and I brought it down hard across his ass. "That's hot boy." "I thought you might think that." He said sullenly. I spanked him again, a barrage of light taps this time, but his ass was tender enough by now I knew they stung. "Time to find you something to wear boy." I said, finally pulling him off of the wall and pushing him down to his knees. I walked over to my drawers, going to the bottom one. "I keep a lot of nice stuff here for some of the other faggots that come over to worship my cock. Maybe I'll invite one of them over later, you two can play together." I said, watching the nervous flicker through his eyes. It was one thing for him to be my private plaything, but the thought of another person here to see it was sending him over the edge. "Here we go, just what I wanted." I pulled out a pair of black lace panties. I tossed them on the floor in front of Greg and sat down on my bed. "Go ahead boy, you're the one who likes lingerie so much. Put them on." He stood up and with as much pride as he could muster, stepped into the panties. They looked fantastic on him, his cock and balls plainly visible through the lace material. "Turn around son." I ordered him. He did a quick turn for me, enough to see that most of the back of them disappeared between his (still reddened) ass cheeks. "Wow, they almost fit you like a thong in the back." I smiled, reaching out and giving his ass another light slap. "Thank you daddy." He said. "What do you think of these?" I asked, standing up and dropping my shorts. He saw his own boxers come into view, and looked up at me. "Are those mine?" "Of course son. They were still warm when I put them on. And a little damp from your leaking in them while I fondled you." They were pretty tight on me, especially since I was hard as a rock. I ran my hand over my bulge. "Ever taste your own boxers?" "No I haven't." He mumbled. I spread my legs. "On your knees faggot, now you get the chance." He knelt down in front of me and brought his face to my crotch. "Lick it." I ordered him as he moved closer. He stuck his tongue out gingerly and traced up and down my cock through the boxers. I sighed and leaned my head back, loving the warm, wet sensation of his mouth on my crotch. "Fuck baby, yeah, get them wet." I moaned, running my hands through his hair. After a few minutes they were soaked, so I undid the button keeping my cock contained and let it spring out. "There's your reward son, you get to suck daddy's cock." "Thank you sir." He said, and opened up his mouth. Fuck, I'd forgotten how good that kid could suck a cock. One of his hands was on my shaft, jacking me off as his tongue swirled around my head. The other hand played with my balls that were also sticking out of the fly in his boxers. I leaned back and enjoyed the suckjob, but kept a hand in his hair to let him know I was still in control. "Daddy loves fucking your mouth boy." I said, standing up. I grabbed him by the sides of his head and started to thrust, literally fucking his throat now. He gagged a little but took it like a trooper. I stuck my foot out and played with his crotch in the panties, surprisingly he was still half hard. "Still got a bit of a stiffie there, eh boy?" I laughed. He couldn't respond since his mouth was full of my cock, but I saw the blush creeping up around his neck and cheeks. I thrusted deeper and faster into his hot, wet mouth. "Fuck yeah, Daddy's gonna cum soon." I grunted. He mumbled something that was muffled by my dick, so I humped his face faster and faster, feeling my balls smack on his chin with every thrust. "Oh fuck!" I cried out as I felt my orgasm building. I pulled out of his mouth and jacked my cock in a flurry. "Jesus!" I yelled as I shot my load, most of the first shot landing on Greg's face. He squeezed his eyes shut as the next jet landed in his hair, the final bits landing on his hairy chest. I jacked the last few drops free and sat back down on the bed. Greg knelt there on the floor with his eyes shut while I caught my breath. "Come on boy, let's get you cleaned up." I said, standing up and taking him by the arm. "Yes please." He said, wiping the cum from his eyes and following me down to the bathroom. "God I have to piss." He said with a laugh. "Me too." I smirked. I pulled his panties down as we got to the bathroom and kicked off my boxers as well. "Now lay down in the tub." I said. "What? Why?" He asked. "That was an order son." I said sternly. He looked nervous but lowered himself down into the tub. I took a hold of his mostly soft cock and pointed it up at his chest. "Now piss." "Please... no..." He looked at me, his eyes imploring. "Piss dammit, or we'll have to punish you again..." My free hand found his balls and gave them a slight squeeze. He shut his eyes again, and I felt his cock expand a little as he started to piss. I aimed it up at his chest first, soaking him in his hot yellow piss. "Oh fuck baby, I love watching this." I aimed it up at his face. "Open your fucking mouth." He hesitated for a second, but soon his mouth was open. He took some into his mouth but spit it back out. "Swallow it bitch!" I growled at him. He swallowed a mouthful and then coughed a little. "Oh god." He sputtered as I filled his mouth up with piss, then shook his cock so it sprayed all over his chest and head. As the stream dribbled down I let go of his dick, letting it flop down and pool around him. As he coughed and spat, I stood up and aimed my own cock down at his face. "Keep your mouth open son, and keep swallowing." I said as I started to piss on his face. Some of it splashed on the sides of the tub but most landed in his mouth. He swallowed as quickly as he could, but some dribbled down over his cheeks and chin. It was one of the hottest things I've ever seen. As I shook the last few drops of piss from my dick, I leaned down to kiss Greg. His mouth tasted of my cum and piss. "Good job son." I said, patting his wet chest. "Now you can get cleaned up and you're free till this evening." "What time sir?" He asked. "Seven on the dot. Understood?" "Yes sir." He said, getting to his feet. I gave him one last kiss before he turned the shower on, and I left to go grab some coffee. A few minutes later I was down in my kitchen in his silk boxers again, and he was back in his cut offs, showered and heading home. "I'll see you at seven daddy." He said, leaning down to give me a kiss. "A kiss? Out of nowhere?" I asked. "Well..." He blushed. "I thought you'd appreciate it." "Definitely son." I smiled, giving him another quick kiss. "I'll see you at seven." He left, and I felt like cumming again. I would hold off until later though, because there was going to be a good show. I went into the office that day but could barely concentrate on work. I told a few of the crew there about my new assistant, making it seem as professional as possible. They all agreed that I was a saint for taking pity on the family next door and offering the kid a job. I wondered what they would think of me if they knew he was essentially my prostitute on call... I went home early in the afternoon, and on the drive home called Jeff, another one of my regular boys. I heard the ringing over my car's speakerphone, then he picked up. "Hey there daddy. What's going on?" Jeff's voice came through. Just hearing his voice got me a little hard. Jeff liked to be treated the exact way I was treating Greg. The only difference was Jeff got off on it and kept coming back for more. "You free tonight son?" I asked. "Always free for you daddy." I laughed. "Good answer. I have a special treat for you tonight." "Oh? More special than usual?" He laughed. "Definitely. I've got another boy visiting tonight that I want to break in, and I would love if he had some company..." "Oh sure!" Jeff agreed wholeheartedly. I knew he would. "What's his name?" "Greg." "Greg who?" I told Jeff Greg's last name, and he let out what I can only describe as a squeal. "You're fucking with me right? This is one of your like, sick mind fuck games right?" "No... You know him?" This was working out even better. "Know him? He's only the fucking hottest guy in my whole school. Tall, dark, hairy, handsome?" "That's him." "Oh my god, you've got to be kidding." "Nope." "I thought he was straight!" "He thinks he is still too." I laughed. "It's a long story, but you're up for it?" "Definitely!! Do you know how many times I've jacked off thinking about him? Fuck!" "Does he know you?" "Yeah, we were lab partners in chemistry class last year." "Oh this is even better." I laughed. "I'm still not sure I believe you." Jeff sounded sceptical. "I mean, he's like Mister Butch Straight Guy." "Well when you get to my place tonight, he'll answer the door in his underwear. How's that?" "Hah! I'll believe it when I see it." "What will you do for your daddy when you do?" I asked, rubbing myself through my black dress pants. I still had Greg's silk boxers on underneath, and I was hard as a fucking rock. "Is there anything I won't let you do normally?" Jeff laughed. "Good point. See you at seven thirty?" "I can't wait daddy. See you then." He said as hung up. I sighed and rubbed my stiff dick through my pants. I couldn't wait for tonight. Around six thirty I finished off my dinner and got in the shower. When I got out I put on a pair of red spandex boxers (Jeff had brought them for me the year before) and my black bathrobe. I poured myself a glass of wine and went to wait for Greg. I picked up the phone and gave Greg's cell phone a quick ring. "Hello?" He answered. "Wear a pair of your silk boxers tonight son." I said, and hung up. A few minutes before seven, there was a knock at the door. I opened it and quickly ushered Greg inside. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. I brought him into my arms and gave him a long slow kiss. His hands wrapped up around my back and he pulled me closer to him as we kissed. "Good to see you son." I smiled down at him. "Good to see you too daddy." He blushed. "I wore those silk boxers like you asked." "Let's see them." I said, standing back and giving him room. He kicked his sandals off and in a quick motion both his shirt and jeans were on the floor. The boxers he'd chosen were nice, blue silk with silver dragons on them. "Very nice son." I said, groping his hard cock through them. "Hard already?" "Let's not talk about that." He said with a blush. "Let's get you upstairs." I smiled, leaving his clothes in a pile in the doorway. I led him upstairs and quickly pulled his boxers down. "Those didn't last long." He said. "They're for later." "What's later?" He asked. "You'll see." I said, pulling him towards me again. We kissed and fell down onto my bed, his hands going inside of my robe as my tongue went inside of his mouth. I stroked him to hardness, and we kissed for a few minutes before I pulled him up again. "You're getting better at that son." "Thank you daddy." He said with a blush. I never got tired of seeing him blush for some reason. "Your uniform is waiting for you in my bathroom." I pointed to the adjoining room. "You should grab a quick shower, get yourself cleaned up for later. Especially your ass." I said, giving it a slap. He swallowed nervously, but headed off to the shower. "I'll be downstairs waiting for you. Don't take too long!" I called after him. "Yes sir!" He called back. I was getting worried when it got to about 7:25, but then I heard Greg coming down the stairs. "Reporting for duty sir." He said, obviously uncomfortable in his black mesh tank top and black bikini briefs. "What do you think of your outfit son?" "It's a little revealing, but I like it more than the panties." "Glad to hear." I said, sitting back and sipping my wine. "So what're we waiting for?" He asked, shifting his weight back and forth on his feet. As if I planned it, there was a knock at the door. "Well I promised you we'd have another playmate tonight. And he's here now. Why don't you go answer the door?" I asked, gesturing towards the front door. "Like this?" He exclaimed. "Don't make me repeat myself boy." He took a deep breath and went to the door. He swung it open quickly and tried to hide behind it, but he saw who was out there. "Jeff?" He asked, bewilderedly. "Oh fuck he wasn't kidding." Jeff laughed as he looked Greg up and down. "What do you mean?" Greg asked. "You look amazing." Jeff said as he stepped inside, letting Greg close the door behind him. Jeff was a pretty handsome young man in his own right. He was tall like and lanky like Greg, but he had short brown hair instead of Greg's long, black hair. Jeff always seemed to have a bit of scruff on his cheeks and chin, and he kept his chest hair and pubes well trimmed. "You know him too?" Greg asked Jeff. "Of course, he's my daddy." Jeff said, dropping his backpack on the floor and leaning down to give me a kiss. We kissed passionately for a few seconds, Jeff's tongue urgently exploring my mouth. "It's been a few weeks daddy, far too long." "I know son." I gave his ass a pat through his jeans. "So I kept my promise." "You most certainly did." He said, leering over at Greg, who was blushing (of course) and trying to shrink back into the corner. "He's even hotter than I could have imagined." "Yes Jeff was telling me earlier how he used to jack off thinking about you all the time Greg. Apparently you were partners in some class?" "Yeah we were. I didn't know he was gay though." "Well I didn't know you were either." Jeff smiled. "I'm not." Greg said defiantly. Jeff just laughed. "Of course, that's why you're answering doors in your underwear for me." He turned back to me. "Do I get something sexy to wear too daddy?" He asked, giving me a pouty look. "Of course, go upstairs and pick out whatever you like." I smiled. "Thank you daddy." He said, giving me another quick kiss before heading up the stairs. Greg looked over at me with a look of anger. "What the fuck?" "I understand you're confused Greg, so I'll forgive the cursing for now. But don't do it again, understood?" I gave his nipple a hard twist to get my point across. "Yes sir." He said, still looking angry. "I thought Jeff was a friend of yours." "Well we were never really in the same crowd, he was good enough in class though. But I mean, it's more embarrassing to be put out like this in front of someone I know." "Honestly I didn't know he knew you when I called him earlier." I admitted. "It's just a fun coincidence that everything turned out like this. Just follow your orders, I'd hate to have to punish you in front of your brother." "My brother?" "Well if I'm his daddy and yours..." I winked, giving Greg's crotch a rub. I heard Jeff coming back, so I kept rubbing. "Fine, but I'm the big brother." He laughed. "Of course." I said, admiring how quickly Greg could get hard. Jeff came up beside me, wearing a red thong. I remembered buying that for him one of the first times we got together. "So how come I never see you around here?" Greg asked, trying to keep his voice from shaking. "Oh we usually do it at my place." Jeff answered, wrapping his arm around mine. "Cause my dad works weird hours at night and has a huge bed." "Now both of you..." I said, opening up my robe and sitting back on my chair. Jeff looked down hungrily at my tented boxers. "Put on a show for your daddy." Greg looked apprehensively over at Jeff, who was already wrapping his arms around Greg. Jeff had done this before with some other boys here, so he knew what I wanted to see. In seconds he had his arms wrapped around Greg's waist, and they were making out. Not even kissing, but hot and heavy teenaged hormone driven making out, mouths wide open and tongues flying everywhere. Greg was either starting to really get into this or was one hell of an actor. Jeff pulled Greg's shirt up over his head and tossed it aside. Greg's arms were up around Jeff's back, holding him tight against his body. Both of them appeared to be hard in their small underwear, but it was tough to tell when they were pressed together. I knew Jeff would be, and had a sneaking suspicion Greg was as well. I watched with a growing smile as Greg's hands traced down Jeff's back to his exposed ass, and started to grab it. Jeff let out a soft moan as Greg started to really play with his ass. I played with myself absentmindedly as they made out in front of me. Jeff's hands moved in to grab at Greg's crotch, and then it was Greg's turn to moan. He tossed his head back as Jeff started to massage his cock and kiss his neck. Jeff moved further down Greg's body, his tongue leaving trails of spit from his neck down to his hairy abs. He stopped when he got to the waistband on Greg's briefs, and started to move back up. I got up from the chair and came up behind Greg, letting my hard cock brush up against his ass. "Enjoying yourself son?" I asked as I started to play with his nipples. "Oh yeah..." He sighed. "You like playing with his ass?" "Fuck yeah daddy..." Greg moaned. "You wanna fuck him?" I hissed in his ear. "I do daddy." He sighed loudly. "You're going to get to by the end of the night son, don't worry." I pinched his nipples harder, he winced but kept moaning. "But only if you make daddy happy, understand?" "Of course sir." "Good boy." "Then get down on your knees beside him." Greg wasted no time getting down beside Jeff, the both of them staring at my tented boxers, complete now with huge wet spot from my precum. They didn't need to be told what to do, both of them leaned in and started to suck and lick at my boxers. They worked well together, both of them sharing my package. When Greg was licking up the shaft, I felt Jeff's mouth down at my balls. Greg seemed even better at worshipping cock than he had the day before. "Stand up Jeff." I said, helping him up and leaving Greg on his knees in front of us. I grabbed Greg by the hair and shoved his face towards Jeff's thong. It was tented up with Jeff's seven inch cock, and there was a pretty big damp spot on the tip. "Suck on that bitch." I ordered. Jeff couldn't believe his eyes as Greg wasted no time opening his mouth and devouring Jeff's crotch. Jeff moaned loudly, I loved the noises he made. I reached out and played with his nipples while Greg licked hungrily at his cock. "Oh my god..." Jeff sighed as I leaned in to kiss him, rubbing my hands through Greg's hair as I did, urging him wordlessly to take get Jeff's package even wetter. "Let's get that out." I said, reaching down and pulling Jeff's thong aside, his uncut cock flopping out the side. "Now suck that down you fucking slut." I grunted, pushing Greg toward the freshly exposed dick. He wrapped one hand around the base, pulled the skin back and wrapped his tongue around the head, cleaning the precum off. Jeff almost screamed with delight as Greg took more and more of it into his mouth, eventually taking the entire length in. "Good boy, suck your brother's cock. Swallow that fucker." I grunted. Jeff smiled at me as I made the brother comment. I smiled back and winked. I went to get another glass of wine and came back to see them in the same position, Greg still deepthroating Jeff's cock. "How is he son?" I asked Jeff. "Incredible daddy. You taught him well." "Oh no son, he's a natural." I laughed. "I could have sworn it wasn't his first time yesterday." "Fuck, it might not have been." Jeff laughed, his head tilted back and his eyes closed with pleasure. "Switch it up boys. I wanna see Jeff at work." I ordered them. They switched positions quickly enough, with Jeff wasting no time in covering Greg's briefs in spit. He pulled them down quickly and beamed as Greg's cock finally came into view. "What do you think boy?" I asked. "It's better than I could have hoped..." Jeff sighed, then took the entire length of Greg's cock into his mouth. Greg let out a low moan as Jeff's expert mouth bathed his cock in pleasure. I pulled Greg's briefs down as Jeff sucked his cock, and helped Jeff out of his thong as well. "I'm... I'm getting close..." Greg whispered. "Stop for now son." I said, putting my hand on Jeff's shoulder. "And let's move upstairs to my bedroom." I almost laughed as the two boys practically raced up the stairs. I had anticipated Greg's reaction to be apprehension and shame, not eager horniness. I'm not sure which one was turning me on more. Part of me liked the fact that it was almost non-consensual when I made him do things. But a bigger part of me liked the fact that I now had a gorgeous boy addicted to my cock that lived next door. And I could probably get him to pretend he didn't enjoy it sometimes... They were waiting for me on my bed when I got there, and I sank down between the two of them, one arm around each of their shoulders. I pulled them both towards me and the three of us started kissing. I lost myself in a tangle of limbs, mouths and hands. I felt a tongue in my mouth while another one explored my hairy chest and pits, hands gripped my shaft through my boxers while other ones ran down my back. We rolled around, switching positions and swapping spit for what seemed like hours. I have no idea how long it took to be honest, I was so lost in the pleasure and sensation. The room soon smelled of sex and sweat, the warm summer night breaking out a sweat all over our bodies. I had an air conditioner, but I didn't want to leave the tangle of bodies in my bed to turn it on. Besides, I don't think any of us minded the sweaty heat. I teased both of the boys as well, ordering them to bring each other closer and closer to orgasm then stopping them just before they got there. It built them up into a frenzy, each time they got their cocks into someone's mouth they were praying it would be the last time, but I was holding out for something more. I wanted them completely lost in their hormones and lust, I wanted them insane with passion. And I could tell from the look in their eyes they were getting close. "It's time for the real fun to start boys." I said, licking at the inside of Jeff's thighs. "On your hands and knees Jeff. Get that cunt of yours up in the air." I barked, giving his ass a slap. "Yes Daddy." He managed to breathe out, assuming the position. I grabbed Greg by the hair and pushed his face into Jeff's upturned hole. "Eat out that fucking pussy." I grunted. "Eat your brother's sloppy fucking hole." Greg dove in with gusto, making Jeff squirm and scream with delight. "Oh! Fuck! Yeah!" He repeated over and over, his eyes squeezed shut. I stood beside the bed and grabbed Jeff's hair now, finally stepping out of my boxers. He opened his eyes and saw my cock coming for his mouth, and he swallowed it down to my pubes. "Oh fuck son." I moaned, a little lost in my own desires now. Greg continued rimming Jeff while I fucked his mouth, the three of us moaning and sighing together. I looked to the clock beside my bed and saw it was almost eleven pm. Jeff had gotten here at seven thirty, and we'd moved upstairs before eight. We'd spent three hours just making out and driving each other mad. "Kneel behind him Greg." I said, guiding him with my voice. "You know what to do." "Do you have any lube Daddy?" Greg asked. He did know what to do apparently. "Just fucking spit on it and fuck me." Jeff said, taking my cock out his mouth long enough to shout that at Greg, then taking it back in. "Whatever you want bro." Greg smirked, spitting on his hands and lubing up his cock. I watched as he lined it up with Jeff's wet hole, and stuck it in. Jeff moaned loudly, but never stopped blowing me. Greg moaned just as loud, his cries of pleasure echoing through my bedroom. "Fuck yeah boys! Fuck that little slut hard!" I yelled at Greg, who took my orders to heart and started to pound away at Jeff's hole. I heard flesh slapping with each thrust, and Jeff was groaning like a bitch in heat. I'd heard him get fucked by many different people before, but this seemed to be one of the best fucks he'd had. Greg for his part was doing quite well, varying his speed from slow, methodical thrusts to frenzied, quick fucking. "How's that pussy son?" I asked as I took my cock from Jeff's mouth and slapped him across the cheek with it. His moans got louder until I shoved it back in. "It's amazing daddy!" Greg said excitedly. "I'm trying to hold on but I think I'm gonna cum soon!" "I want you to cum on his face, get over here." I grunted. Greg gave another few quick thrusts, but then came and stood beside me. "Jack me off." I ordered. Greg jacked his own cock and mine in a rhythm, both of us inching closer and closer to orgasm. I was trying to hold off, but when I heard Greg let out an animalistic cry of passion and saw his first huge jet of cum land on Jeff's face, I lost control. My own orgasm sped through my veins, explosions of pleasure going off in my skull as my cock shot it's load. Jeff sighed and moaned, his mouth open lewdly, trying to catch as much of our sperm as he could in his mouth. Greg fell to his knees afterwards, and I was pretty dizzy myself. Jeff was still on his hands and knees on the bed, licking up the cum from around his face. He looked like he might drown there was much jizz there. Not only on his face and on his hair, but on the bed around him, his back, and some on the floor. The room smelled of cum and sweat and sex. "Your turn baby." I said, helping Jeff off of the bed. I grabbed Greg's arm and brought him to his feet. "Clean off your brother's face there, with your tongue." I ordered him. Gone was the shy Greg of the past few days, this Greg eagerly licked all around Jeff's face, licking up not only my cum, but his own. Jeff smiled as Greg finished off at his lips, the two of them kissing passionately. "Now on your knees Greg." I said, pushing him down. I went behind Jeff and reached around, gripping his hard cock tightly in my hand. My other hand went to his balls, which I played with as I started to stroke his meat. "How was your fuck?" I whispered in his ear. "Amazing daddy! I can't wait to do it again!" "Me either." Greg said from the floor. "I'm so close!" Jeff panted, his balls tightening up around the base of his cock. I slipped my fingers down between his balls and his ass and rubbed hard as my hand jacked him quicker. "Oh fuck daddy!" He cried out as his cock spurted jizz, most of it landing on Greg's face and open mouth, the next few shots landing on his chest and on the floor. I didn't even care, I was just going mad watching these two boys cum on each other. "Now, feed it to him." I said, pushing Jeff down on his knees in front of Greg. He took his fingers and scooped up all of the cum from Greg's face and chest, and Greg licked his fingers clean. Now that we were reasonably cleaned off, the three of us collapsed into bed together, one of them on each side of me curled up on my chest. "That was great daddy." Jeff murmured. "I wish I didn't have to go so soon." He pouted. "I know, let's just stay here for a few minutes though." I whispered. We laid there for about ten minutes, when I sent the boys off to grab a shower. Jeff went to the one adjoining my room, while Greg went to the downstairs one. As Jeff showered I crept into the bathroom, holding Greg's discarded silk boxers he'd worn over here. "Hey daddy." Jeff smiled as I opened the shower stall. "These are Greg's." I said holding up the boxers. "He usually sleeps in them, but I want you to have this pair." I smiled. "Oh wow daddy, does he know?" "Nope. I want you to wear them next time I invite you over, understood?" "Of course. Can I wear them in the meantime at all?" "Of course son. I wouldn't deprive you of your crushes boxers." I winked. "Thank you daddy." He said, giving me a quick kiss. I left him to his shower. He was dressed and gone before Greg was even out of the shower downstairs. I went down to see what was taking him. He didn't hear me creep inside the bathroom, and when I opened the shower stall he gasped in surprise. He was jacking off! "Hard again boy?" I smiled. "Sorry daddy, I didn't think you'd mind." "Of course I mind, I want to be invited if you're going to cum." I smiled, stepping inside the shower with him. "Jeff is gone, but he sends his regards." I picked up the soap and lathered up my hands, going behind Greg and starting to rub his still hard cock. "That really was fun daddy." Greg sighed. "I know, I'm glad you enjoyed it." I said. "Still say you're straight?" "Not entirely..." He blushed. "I mean, I thought I was, but I've had so much fun these past two days. Even the like, hardcore bondage was pretty fun." His blush deepened, and I started to play with his nipples. I felt my own cock growing again. "By the way... I told my mother I was staying over at a friend's place tonight." Greg said, his hands running down my chest to my cock. "I hope you don't mind." I was surprised. "So you wanted to spend the night?" "Do I get overtime?" He smiled. "Oh I think you'll get quite the bonus for tonight anyways." I smiled. "Well, why don't we call this off the clock time?" He asked, wrapping his fist around my cock. "Cause really, if I'm having this much fun, I can't call it work." "Well what about your mom?" I asked. "Oh I still want the job as your assistant. But I'd rather actually assist you with your work. The sex I can do for free." "Everything daddy wants?" I asked. "Anything daddy wants." He smiled. "Get over here." I said, pulling him close to me and giving him a kiss. As I pushed him up against the shower wall and sank to my knees, I felt like this was moving somewhere unexpected. Somewhere I hadn't seen. But as I heard Greg's moans, I knew it was going to be somewhere fun.