Date: Sat, 27 Mar 2010 16:41:10 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "The Kelly Boys, Part Two"    by Jay Roberts     Gay Encounters

I parked my HT3 Hummer truck in front of the garage.  Couldn't get it in
because garage is full of my work crap.  Yes, I drive a Hummer.  I know it
is against gay typing, but I am one of those rare blue collar queers.  I
have dirty finger nails from my outdoor work as a garden architect, and I
have a fuzzy face because I don't try to be a pretty boy.  But Man, I am
built; like a Hummer.

Anyway I had opened the automatic garage doors in order to cut through into
the house.  As I entered the dim light coming from the one window, I saw a
figure.  I knew it!  Someday I would have to face an armed burgle and this
was it.

I had rehearsed this many times in my mind and I slightly bent my knees and
held my hands away from my body, ready for action.  I crossed the small
space between me and the figure and sprang.  I knocked him over.  It was
hard, he was only a kid.  A kid?  Oh shit, it was Regis Kelly, the middle
brother from next door.

"Shit Regis, I hope I haven't hurt you.  Come inside in the light, let me
look you over.  Shit I am so sorry."

Inside I turned on the kitchen light.  I studied his condition.  At the
same time I couldn't help admiring this tall, blond, pale skinned beauty,
but all was not well.  His pale blue eyes were brimming over in tears.

"Kid, tell me where I hurt you."

"It's not you," he blubbered.  "It's my fucking brothers, they are always
picking on me, just because I'm not one of those "real men".  I can't help
the way I am.  You of all guys, understand that."

Oh the poor guy.  I was overcome with pity.  Although I badly needed a bath
and probably smelled like a skunk I opened my arms and drew him into an
embrace.

I got shivers down my back as Regis put his lips against my ear and
whispered, "Dear Neighbor, I guess you know, I'm like you."

I pushed him away to arms length, "You mean you don't like girls?"  That
sounded stupid, but I couldn't think of a better way of saying this.

"They're okay to dance with, but I look at boys.  I want to experience male
sex and I want my first time to be with the guy I have a heavy crush on."

"Okay, tell me who and I'll help you develop a campaign."

"He is holding my waist right now.  Oh Bobby..."

He kissed me although I tried to turn my head, he was right there holding
my chin in place.  I tell you folks, there is nothing in this world that
can compare to teenage soft lips that are bold and needy.  I was instantly
turned on.  I became aware of his slim body in my hands and the boyish odor
drifting to my nose.

Part of me knew that I shouldn't fall into this kiss; that I should resist
and push him away, but he was so sweet and so fucking hot.  I slipped my
tongue into his mouth and fucked him with it.  At the same time I put my
calloused hand under his tee shirt and sought his tender nipple.  I
caressed his chest and moved down to his smooth, polished tummy and made
soft circles around his navel.

He was breathing into the kiss with audible gasps and sighs.  He pushed his
trunk forward and mashed his erected penis against me.  I know he must have
felt my cock pulsing against him.

Things had reached a passionate level, but couldn't stop there.  We stepped
away from each other and we both began to undress.  His hot, hungry eyes
racked over my rugged build and I eyed his soft, pale, almost feminine
body.  He was slim, but his hips flared slightly.  If you tucked his long
slim organ and hanging balls under his crotch, he could pass for a young
girl.  His breasts were not muscular, but centered with a pink nipple and
pale areola.  He was too sweetly gorgeous, it almost hurt my eyes to look
at him.

Regis may have seemed to be girlish, but he was a determined boy.  I
thought about how he had, since he arrived, was seducing me.  He wanted
something from me.  I would soon find out.

He gently pushed me onto the bed.  I didn't know what he wanted, but I let
myself settle on my back.  He immediately dove for my prick.  He did it so
quickly that I flinched in protection.

"Don't worry.  I won't hurt you.  It'll be all good."

He baby lips parted and he took the head into his lips and licked it with
little his little cat tongue.  I was done for.  Just looking down my body
at this beautiful boy who was bring electric currents of pleasure up and
down my spine was too much to resist.  I decided that I would let him have
his fun on my cock and that I might or might not cum, but then I would send
him home.

But that was not to be.  He slowly sucked his way down my fat cock shaft.
I heard loud moans fill the room.  That was me.  I was slowly slipping into
a sex haze as he redoubled his action.

Suddenly he stopped.

"What's wrong.  You were doing good.  I was heading to that special place."

"This was preparation."

"What do you mean?"

His answer was to straddle my thighs and aim his boyish pink hole toward my
cock.

"Wait Regis.  Are you sure you want to do this."

He just nodded.  His lips were compressed with effort as he lowered himself
down on my projectile.  Slowly, grunting and almost sobbing he kept his
descent.  At last I felt his soft boy cheeks against my groin and my cock
was encased in his hot hole.

"I don't think I can move," he said. "Just getting your big thing in me has
almost wiped me out."

"I'll help," I grunted and put my hands at his waist and lifted him
slightly.

"Good, good, don't stop."

I let him slide down on my cock and then lifted him again and again.  His
long thin cock was in curved rigidity its head dripping so much as though
he was actually cumming.  I loved looking at his face.  His lips were set
into a frozen "O-o-o-h" and his long blond eyelashes were fluttering.  His
face was red and that extended to his pale chest.  This boy was off and
running.

To my surprise, he grabbed my hands and pushed them away.  With closed eyes
and scrunched faced he began lifting himself, up and down.  Now it was my
turn to go into orbit.  The two of us were noisy boys.  Pig-like grunts
filled the room.  We were enjoying the shit out of this experience with
what little consciousness we could muster.

Suddenly Regis howled that he was cumming and his cock shot a long stream
of sweet goo at my chin and mouth.  I licked my lips and that magic stuff
went right to my balls.  I stiffened and shot hot stuff into his hole.  The
two of us were weak and from the monumental cum.  He sat where he was, his
cock slowly deflating and it pushed more boy milk onto my chest.  I was
still hard.  He felt it and wiggled his butt boyishly.  This gesture made
me realize that I had just fucked a kid.

"Did you ever suck before?"

He looked coy.  "A bit, with some school friends, and once or twice for
customers to the garden center."  He laughed, behind the big pine tree
containers."

"You're a bit of a slut boy, but what about getting fucked?"

"I saved that for you."

Then he leaned forward.  My cock slipped out.  He placed his still hot lips
on mine and pressed avidly.  I began to harden but I controlled myself.
Doing more with my neighbor hid was too dangerous.  Luckily, Sean was
already initiated and he was the most dangerous of the brothers.

"Regis, babe, I think this is enough for one night.  You should go home,
your brothers must be wondering where you are."

"Not likely.  They know exactly where I am and what I am probably doing. "

"Whew!  You mean you all planned this?  Not Max, I guess."

He patted my cheek as if he owned it.  "Yeah, it was mapped out a few days
ago while we were unloading sphagnum moss."

"Moss makes you think of me, thanks?"

"Oh, and yes Max too!"


End of Chapter