Date: Mon, 29 Mar 2010 15:17:07 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "The Kelly Boys, Part Three" by Jay Roberts Gay Encounters I came home about six o'clock. I was beat, I was dirty, I needed a shower. This job I've been on for over a month is the biggest I've ever tackled. This wealthy guy up state wants an entire horticultural extravaganza with brick bordered paths. There are several places for rock walls to be build to hold the slopes. I have been casting pedestals to rest his collections of stone statues. Well, you don't want to hear about my work. I stripped off and dropped my muddy clothes outside of the bathroom. Grabbing a towel I hit the shower. It took three rinses to get me clean. The dirty water ran down the drain like the blood in that Hitchcock shower scene. Suddenly, there was a shadow on the frosted glass of the shower. Hey, this was too much like a horror movie. "Hey, who's there?" I shouted. "It's only me, Max. Your door was open so I just came in. You got any beer?" I stepped out of the shower. Max eyed me possessively. He raked up and down my body, as I dried off, trying to keep my stuff out of view. "Nice ass," he said, never mentioned my great equipment. Looking at the pile of clothes outside the bathroom. "Boy, you sure get dirty in your job. Even though you got a college degree, just as much crap gets on your clothes, as we do." I looked at the kid. His curly red hair was shining in the bright florescent. "Is there something you want? Why the visit?" "I just wanted to spend some down time with you." He laughed. "Who's going down, you or me?" "You a cheeky kid. I think it's time for you to go home." "No, no, I brought you a present." "Yeah? What?" He took two tokes out of his shirt pocket. One was whit e and the other blue. He handed me the blue one, saying, "Let's sit down and enjoy these J;s." I hadn't had any pot in a long time and I felt this might be just the way to relax. I softened my face and attitude and tightened my towel and headed for the couch in the living room. He followed. We fired them up. I let out a "wowie!" "This is some powerful shit." "Yeah, being a garden center we grow the stuff. I don't trust the street shit." As we silently inhaled and held, we were silent. Suddenly I wooped, "There is something about this doobie that's different." He smiled beamingly at me, as he moved close to me, his hip against my towel clad one. "How different?" "Well, it may sound nuts, but it's getting me sexed up." "Nice!" he breathed at me. "How about a neighborly kiss?" "Stay away squirt. Kisses get me too hot and I don't intend to get it on with you." "I understand, but you do have a hard on don't you? Just a little peck." Not waiting for an answer he turned his face and quickly fastened his lips on mine. His lips were very warm and aggressive. He got my lips between his lips and pushed at me. Then with his hand, he slipped under my damp towel and traced along the shaft of my cock. I grunted loudly. "Y-e-s-s-s." he breathed into my ear. "You're getting with the program." I am such a sucker for kissing. I allowed my tongue to slip into his mouth and we began some really deep making out. We were both breathless. I was actually panting. "Bobby, it's time you knew that I am the sex power with my brothers. I call the tune and I get what I want. I cannot be denied. You understand?" My back ran chills from his authoritative voice and meaning. So when he snapped off my towel and lifted my legs, telling me to hold them up, I complied. I realized that my asshole was vulnerable in this position but I never dreamed that he would take advantage, after all I was almost a foot taller than he was. But he was a short Napoleon. He starting talking about my ass. That was fatal for me. "You got a real muscular ass, a hard worker's ass, still it has cute dimples on the side. I like the fuzzies on your cheeks and the soft trail in your crack." As he talked, my eyes closed in passion. I was breathing audibly. Attention to my ass caused my ass hole to vibrate. But I feared what might happen next. I closed it with all my strength. Max stood up and shed his clothes. He was a young beauty. I took in his smooth chest with the cute freckles near his neck, the youthful Adam's apple and long neck. His cock was now hard and arching gently northward and shaking with passion. He wasted not a minute and leaned over between my thick legs and put the head of his cock against my hole. No way could he enter. He sworn softly and then drew back his hand and delivered four heavy blows on my ass cheek. Tears sprung to my eyes. I felt like a kid being admonished. But my asshole opened in wide welcome and he slipped in with a crow of triumph. "That's the way, big guy. You want a fucking badly, I know. I'll oblige." This was the first time a cock was in me since I was fourteen. It felt strangely wonderful. I enjoyed giving in. I think I was tired of always acting the confident male. He sensed it and he gave me one more heavy kiss of gratitude and then took over the action. He was a youngster, remember. He had endless pep. He fucked me hard. I cried out with "oofs" and "uhs". His young hips must have been a blur. Suddenly (remember young guys are generally quick cummers) he shrieked in my ear that he was nutting. I felt it. My insides felt like they were being painted with sperm. I looked at him and that did it for me. His cute mouth was pushed out in a silent kiss and his face was scarlet with his orgasm. His eyes were tightly shut and he was lost in his overwhelming pleasure. Suddenly my balls rose tight against my cock base and they almost vibrated as I began a slow rolling into a heavy cum. My whole front was covered with spooge and he writhed in it as he bucked and shot. When we finished, do you think he became docile? No way! He stood up and slapped my thigh. "Okay red neck, you did it good. If you behave yourself, I may do it again." I lowered my legs that I had been holding like a good boi to hear and round of applause from Regis and Sean, both smiling like monkeys. Sean was the first to offer an opinion. "I think our neighbor has an uncontrollable sex drive. One touch, and he's off." Regis said, "That's good for us. I'm lazy, I hate to work for it." Max put his hands on his bare hips and talked roughly at his brothers. "I'll decide who messes with who. Remember, my needs come first." I lay mutely on the bed. I could see the future stretching forward with me as their fuck bunny. Was I worried. Do I look it. I have a wide smile on my face. End of story.