Date: Sat, 17 Apr 2004 19:02:54 -0700 (PDT) From: tag michaels Subject: The Watcher & the Watched II Over the next five days I considered what had happened and the ramifications of it. The entire situation occupied most of my waking thoughts and some of my sleeping ones as well, having dreamed about the boys on at least one occasion that I could remember. Needless to say I jacked off at least once a day, many days more than once and on one day I actually blasted sperm four times! That was the most I'd cum in one day since I was in my mid-teens. My fantasies during the time away from the boys were wide and varied with more combinations of players that one could imagine. The thought of them playing with each other, even stuffing their hard young boy cocks into each other's firm little butts could cause a raging hard on for me, once even necessitating jacking off in my office behind a locked door. Other times I thought about them fucking me, or me fucking one of them, or even fucking all of them in one session since my own staying power was undoubtedly much longer than theirs would be, although their recovery time would probably put mine to shame. Many times I allowed my brain to focus on the very last time that I saw them, standing side by side, my view of them restricted to those parts of the body between their knees and chest. I saw them from about twelve feet away, their bodies in good lighting. Try as I might, I could not recall any differences at all. Their young cocks, finally soft in their natural state, seemed to be exactly the same and I had discovered that they were uncut. The hairless sperm makers that their cocks rested on seemed identical as well, rounded bags with eggs resting almost side by side. Their pubic bushes were also the same, medium brown in color, and situated almost totally at the base of their boyhood pride and joy and not yet extended sideways to the crease of hips and pubic bone. All three boys had belly buttons that I called "outies" nice little nubbins on their totally flat bellies, tummy's that sloped gently, melting into their pelvic bones and creating nice grooves between the pubic area and their slender hips. I was dying to see their faces; faces that I knew had to be the most angelic, beautiful faces that were ever created. It would turn out that I was not far off the mark but it would be some time before I actually realized my fantasy and a whole lot of stuff would happen first. And so, it was with all those butterflies tearing at my insides that I walked toward their home five days later. Once again I had taken the liberty to not wear undergarments, allowing my circumcised seven-inch dick some maneuver room inside my loose fitting walking shorts. As I reached the edge of their property the lights in the room came up slowly but, like the last time, only the middle window was partially uncovered and in the same manner as before. I stood at my customary place by the hedge and as soon as I was in place a boy came into view. He was wearing red satin boxers and came close enough to the window that his crotch was clearly visible. In fact what showed was from about five inches above the knees up to just below the neck He began the undulations, slowly rubbing himself as he swayed to unheard music. Then another body came up behind him reaching around my dancer and rubbing on the boy's belly. The hands moved up and down, grazing nipples while the hands of the body's owner began rubbing at the front of the boxers then slid down inside the waistband and began playing there. I could see the by the way the boy was playing in there that he definitely was playing with a rock hard cock. The player then pushed his hands down, pulling down the waistband of the underwear and providing me with a glimpse of dark brown pubic hair. He kept moving downward, moving around to the back and pulling the red cloth down until the elastic band was underneath the boy's cheeks and causing the front to pull the boy's cock downward until it wouldn't go any further without causing it's owner some pain. It's a move that move every boy or man on the planet has done to himself and of course there's only so far a hard cock and be pushed downward. While the feeler began rubbing on the boy's butt, the boy himself pulled the waistband of his boxers out and away, allowing his hard cock to bound out like an excited puppy dog. My own cock throbbed at the sight of him, an almost perfect boy. God I almost creamed out looking at the flat taut belly as it sloped gently into his pubic bone and tight nest of curly hair. His cock was perfect, the tip of the head peeking out from his foreskin and the smooth hairless balls beneath it all were the most suckable things I could ever dream of. I pulled the front of my shorts down and stroked my cock when the voice came from the hedge. "Isn't he so beautiful, so perfect. My brother is the perfect boy and since we all look alike, that makes of all perfect boy's. You won't be able to tell the difference, I promise you," the voice said quietly. I watched enraptured as the feeler allowed his hands to roam downward, his finger tips pushing into the pubic hair and moving through it to encircle the base of the cock as well as the boy's balls. Then one hand slipped outward to grasp onto the rigid member and stroke it, pulling the foreskin back and exposing the perfect cock head whose tip was shiny from precum. The boy removed his boxers, then took the hand from his body and turned around, giving me a glimpse of his delicious slender butt. the twin orbs moved out and away from the small of his back, creating nice fleshy pieces of butt, the size of which was between being bubbly and flat. Like the rest of the boy, they were perfect. "Don't you wish you could lick him there, tasting the delicious secret inside that perfect boy's butt?" the voice asked. Oh god did it. I loved rimming and the thought of rimming one or all three of those cuties was enough to make me want to cry for it. The boy then moved behind the other boy who was dressed identical to what the first boy had been, then he went through the same exact motions that had been performed on him. When the second boy was fully exposed I strained to see if I could find any difference then they stood side by side as if defying me to find and differences. I could not. "Go ahead, look as much as you wish, you will not see any differences, I promise you that." The voice would have almost been mocking if there wasn't a slight chuckle in it. I watched as both boys grasped onto their own cocks and began stroking using opposite hands so the they were sort of like bookends. Their stroking was matched and even as their other hand moved down to cup their own balls and massage them. "They're almost there, they're going to squirt out together. If you want to squirt with them it will only be a moment. I will tell you when." I began giving my achingly hard cock a vigorous workout and took my self to the very edge where I maintained the intense feeling of being ready to blow. "Here they cum," the metallic voice said and sure enough, both boy cocks erupted at the same time, their sperm flying out toward me. I allowed myself to cum along with them, my own sperm arching out onto the hedge. As I watched it seemed that their cum went about the same distance, all three squirts of it and they slowed to a dribble at the same time as well, the stroking slow and in tandem. For a brief moment I had a vision of an Ethel Merman aqua folly number. "We will see you tomorrow," the voice said as the light dimmed then went out. I contemplated the boys' actions as I walked home. I wondered if it was the fact that they were twins, better yet, triplets, that allowed for them to move and do things as though they were choreographed or was there something else. Had they had some sort of training that made them so in tune with each other. It was a conundrum and one that would most likely not be answered soon. I was at my appointed spot and the usual time and as I approached, the center window light dimmed on and a boy stepped forward, just like the day before. This time he was wearing tight high cut white briefs that practically outlined his cock balls as he stood there with legs spread about shoulder width apart. Another boy entered the picture wearing the same style of brief only in dark blue. Standing next to the first boy he faced him so that I got a profile view of his young teenage bulge. The second boy began rubbing up and down on the first boy's bulge, his hand flat and fingers together when he went down between the boys' smooth thighs and splayed out when he came back up and rubbed right on the cock itself. I could see the flesh inside expand from the pressure being exerted on it and soon it was clear that the boy was full on hard, the end of his cock just under the waistband. The boy doing the feeling turned the other boy to face him then got to his knees in front of him. He was wearing a black knit stocking beanies that guys wear that covered his head and down the back to his nape. On his face he wore the sort of Halloween mask that just covers the eyes and half way down the nose and held on my an elastic strap. I was getting my first view of the boys' skin and from where I was standing his face appeared to be totally blemish free without freckles, zits, hair or anything. He sported a light golden tan but it appeared as though he might be of Northern European stock, the Swedish variety or there about. The boy leaned forward and placed his mouth over the hardened cock of the other boy and it looked like he was nuzzling it with his lips, somewhat like the way a horse might take a sugar cube from your hand. He moved his head up and down on the shaft and down onto the balls and it appeared as though he were blowing as he nuzzled. Having had warm breath blown on my genitals when I was hot and horny, I knew what the standing boy might be feeling. Kneeling boy finally reached up, placed his fingers in the waistband of the briefs and lowered them, pushing them to the floor, or so it appeared, since the standing boy seemed to spread his legs back open. His hard cock was sticking in the other boy's face and that one wasted no time in tackling the job before him. First, holding onto the shaft, he pulled the foreskin back to expose the entire head and he began licking it all over. When he let go of it, the shaft of course bobbed back to its normal position of standing almost straight up. The boy then nudged his face against it and pressed the shaft back into the owner's pubic bone where he held it in place with his mouth as he licked all over underneath the head. It's owners hands went to the sucking boy's head where the fingers worked their way around the scalp. I was quite sure that he was almost going out of his mind from the intensity of the feelings. The boy licked down the shaft and onto the soft, wrinkled ball sac, nudging the oval eggs around with his tongue a little bit before making the return trip up the shaft. This time when he reached the top he lifted up over it and took the head into his mouth the pulled it downward where he began bobbing back and forth on it, taking almost half of it into his mouth before coming almost off the head before returning. The victim, if he could indeed be called such, continued to hold onto his sucker's head and began gently fucking into his mouth. I could see his slender butt cheek flex and relax with the motion then all of a sudden the motion stopped. The sucker let go with his mouth, grasped the shaft and began stroking it. The cock then let fly with a glob of sperm that the boy tried to direct into his mouth. From where I was it looked like the first shot missed. He continued stroking, the cock kept on spitting at least three more times before it slowed to a dribble that the sucking boy went for right off the bat, licking the oozing cum and taking it into his mouth. It became obvious that it was ultra sensitive because the standing boy pulled away gently, his cock still rock hard and bobbing slightly. The kneeling boy turned his head toward me and I could easily see cum that had landed at the corner of his nose dripping down over his lip which he slowly and sensually reached for with his tongue and licked it into his mouth. The boy then stood up and began stroking his cock. He reached to his face and wiped off the remaining sperm from his face, applied the cum to his cock head then began mauling it, squeezing and twisting his hand all over it. Having serviced myself, and others, in a similar fashion I knew how sensitive that would be. It didn't take long before he quickly took his hand away and the other one resumed a furious stroking which culminated in an eruption of his cock head, jets of young sperm flying out into the air and landing, presumably, on the carpet. My own cock was erupting along with it, jet after jet of my sperm flying off into the brush where all my other sperms and gone to on all those other days. "And a wonderful sperming was had by all," the metallic voice said softly as the lights dimmed then went off completely. The next few days were similar repeats. One boy sucking off the other after a slow strip show, then one boy jacking off the other before doing himself or having the other boy do him. I did get a little bit of variety one morning when the lights went up to show two boys in a sixty nine position, one on back and the other straddling his chest. The were sideways too me so I got a full view of each boy getting his delicious young cock sucked on. The boy who was kneeling had the foot closest to me flat on the floor and situated so his nuts were hanging like so much fruit in his brothers' face. I also got a great view of the boy's cock and his asshole when his brother decided to rim the puckered muscle. The lying boy stroked on kneeling boy's cock while he rimmed, the boy's balls moving with the motion and gently tapping against the lickers chin. When licker boy decided to slide his tongue down from the asshole and along the underside of the smooth balls I could almost see their owner's body shudder from the feelings. I could almost tell when the licking boy was ready to squirt cuz he pulled the other boy's ass to his him, cramming his face in the boy's ass and licking like crazy. "He's cumming," the voice said, "He loves eating out a boy's asshole when he sperms, it is so hot for him. It is also true for his partner, having your asshole licked and slurped when you squirt out is oh so good a feeling. Just wait our friend, you will see." I was too busy stroking my own rock hard dick to the eventual conclusion to really have paid much attention to that statement. I would remember it later when I replayed the mornings events over in my mind, a daily occurrence, and wonder just what I meant although I certainly had my hopes. There was nothing for another four days as summer wore on. I'd imagined the boys spending a lot of time at the beach, which is where I would have been had I not had to work. As it was I often went after work if for no other reason then just to cool off. On the fifth day I was no sooner in place when the lights came up slowly revealing one of the boys bodies from the knees to just below the chest. He was in boxers, rubbing at the front of the garment for a moment before slipping them down and revealing his rock hard cock, which he stroked a few times. He turned around so that his slender little ass was facing me and I could see that he was doing something with his hands although I didn't know what. Then a hand reached behind him and he bent over slightly then placed his fingers to his asshole, rubbing them back and forth over the wrinkled muscle then slipped two of them inside. He used his other hand to pull a cheek open to give me a view as well as better access for his fingers, which began sliding in and out of his hole. Then I heard sounds of heavy breathing and slight grunting noised. Clearly someone had the other walkie talkie, or whatever they were using, close to the boy's mouth and I was hearing him getting hotter and hotter. As I watched, he slowly pulled his fingers out, turned sideways, and got on his hands and knees. He was wearing the knit cap and mask similar to what had been worn five days before. I watched carefully as pulled the opposite cheek open while another boy came into the picture, his stone hard young teenage cock pointing the way. He stepped behind his brother, knelt down and without so much as a by your leave, put his cock head to the muscle and pushed in. Through the small speaker in the hedge I heard the boy grunt as he was penetrated then a soft, "Oh fuck," and it wasn't pain. With a hand on each hip the boy began driving his cock into the other boys' ass, getting into a slow steady rhythm. They were close enough to the window so I could see very clearly and after about twenty seconds of that a third boy stepped into view, again, a naked and fully engorged young cock pointing the way. He stepped up to the head of the boy getting fucked and holding his cock out and away from his body, knelt down placed the stiff member at the boy's mouth and the boy took it inside. Then the boy, his hand placed at the side of the head of his sucker, slowly started fucking into the other boy's mouth and I could hear all the sounds cuz the new boy must have kept the connection open, holding the device, in the hand I couldn't see, close to the action. I could hear panting, the sounds of sucking and quiet words like "Oh yeah." "Mmmmm," and eventually "Oh God", "Oh fuck," "I'm gonna cum," "I'm gonna squirt," and the scene became all action. The boy doing the fucking began driving into the other boy with force, holding his target in place as he slammed into the boy's ass. The boy getting fucked appeared to be jacking off, given the fact that his balls were jumping around like spit on a griddle. The boy getting sucked seemed to have picked up his speed as well then I heard, "Oh fuck I' cumming" in three part harmony. Fuck boy held his body pressed in tight to his brother's butt and wiggled his slim little ass sideways and in a circle, seeming to want to get as much of his young cock into the other's boy's ass as possible. The boy getting sucked had stepped back, pulling his cock out of the other boy's mouth and jack his cock rapidly, cumming in seconds and spraying his sperm onto the face of the boy whose mouth he recently vacated while that boy's sperm shot out onto the floor in front of him. Of course the activities died down and the boy fucker slowly pulled his cock from the tight confines of the tight ass that had held him, a thin strand of sperm connecting him to the other boy's ass until the strand broke. The boy who'd just gotten fucked rocked back onto his haunches then turned to look at me. His smiling mouth and lips had cum splattered all over them, some just stuck there and some slowly dripping down to his chin. As his tongue went out to lick and clean, the lights dimmed off. I had cum when the boys had, having gotten into their rhythm, and so milked my own dripping cock to clear the tube before putting it away and heading back home. The next morning was a sort of repeat only this time when the lights went on a boy was on his back, his naked body in full view for me. He was angled like the hands of a clock at eight and two so I could see up between his smooth things s little bit. Laying flat, his right hand was slowly loving himself. He'd stroke a few times, run his hand down and fondle his balls, tugging and squeezing and rubbing them, then move back to his pulsing, pale hard cock. He looked terrific from that view, his nuts hanging lazily between his thighs, smooth and hairless. The boy was wearing a black mask the looked like the Lone Ranger's but no hat or beanie and for the first time I saw that the boys were blonde. At least this one was so I assumed that the others would be. It was almost platinum, not quite, and smoothed back so I assumed it was in a pony tail therefore his hair was longer than the current short and spiky tend. The boy looked straight at me and smiled just as a second boy came into view from the side, his hard cock bobbing along in front of his slim body. He knelt at the feet of the other boy who pulled his legs back opening himself up for his brother. The second boy wore only a mask as well and his blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail that, if let go, would have grazed his shoulders. The second boy had a bottle of what appeared to be lube which he poured onto the fingers of one hand then applied to the boy who was laying, smearing the stuff all around the boy's asshole then slipping his finger up inside and slowly finger fucking him. A second finger soon followed and the passive boy reached down and pulled his cheeks open to give better access as well as create better feelings for him self. There was just something about prying your cheeks open as far as they could go that seemed to make the whole fucking thing feel even better. Some message passed between them because the soon to be fucked boy nodded his head and his partner moved into position between his now pulled back legs. I watched, mesmerized, as the cock head touched the puckered muscled then slipped inside. The boy didn't stop but slowly moved forward until there was no place else to go. He'd put his hands behind the knees of the other boy to keep the legs pushed back out of the way as well as to raise the target area to better suit the level of his missile. From that position he began to pull out until he was almost free then slowly move back inside. The third boy then came into the picture and stood facing me, slowly stroking his hardened cock, sliding his foreskin over the head and pulling it back off again. He then straddled the boy getting fucked, his cock in the face of the boy doing the fucking, and moved in so that he could get his cock sucked, which his brother seemed more than eager to do. The boy took a good three inches of cock into his mouth then allowed the owner to direct the movement, slowly pumping in and out of the warm orifice his cock was in. This lasted for a minute or so while the actual cock to ass fucking continued below them. The boy getting the blow job finally pulled away then got to his hands and knees, still straddling the boy on his back, then pushed backwards, putting his ass in the boy's face. The boy reached out and put his hand on the cheeks in front of him and guided them toward him, burying his mouth inside and apparently eating the tight little asshole in front of him. The new boy was wearing a mask like the other two and I wondered if everything they had came in three's, like parents often do with multiple birthed children. I didn't wonder long however as the boy getting his ass rimmed out stretched his body out and up while the last boy did the same until their lips met and they began kissing in a wide opened mouth manner. They would break away from each other and allow their tongues to lick at each other then go back to kissing again. The did this a few times while all the other physical stuff continued. The action began to pick up as the kissing stopped and fucking boy started moving faster, driving his cock in and out of the asshole he was fucking. Rim boy leaned down and began licking and sucking the cock of the boy getting fucked then balanced himself on one hand and stroked while he suckled. Then fucking boy pulled his cock out of the asshole he was in as sucking boy moved more into a kneeling position, his ass still in the other boy's face. The boy who had been getting fucked moved the hand that I couldn't see and grasped onto his cock and began stroking it rapidly, just as the other two were doing and then all three cocks erupted, if not at once, then so close to each other than I couldn't tell who was first. The boy who had been doing the fucking stroked fast for a moment then slowed as his dick began spitting his sperm out all over the cock and balls of the boy he'd been fucking. Kneeling boy's cock did the same thing, his sperm landing in the same places basically and mixing on that boy's groin. The last boy quickly grabbed some cum from his brothers and used it as lube to take himself over the edge. His first jet of cum flew out and landed smack dab on the cock of the boy straddling his face, the rest just flew out and landed all over on his own flat belly. As usual, my sperm joined the millions of their brethren who had ended their lives in the Hibiscus hedge in front of me. As I watched and spermed, straddling boy got up and moved out of the picture. "When you come back in three days," the metallic voice said quietly, "come down and stand in the center of the open window and one arm length away. The side gate will be open for you. Do not look around but go right to the place I just told you of. And wait." Needless to say the next three days were rife with anticipation and a great deal of spilled sperm on my part. As I said before, whenever there was a lull in the activities, when I returned things were always kicked up a notch, to quote Emeril. I wondered what would or could be next. I mean, hey, they'd been fucking each other in front of me what else could be left? I knew that was a stupid question. The variety of scenarios that could happen was endless. Of course the one I wanted most to happen was personal involvement, hands on contact, with the boys in some shape or fashion. I was dying to taste their flesh, their young sperm. And I was dying to pump my own cum into them and maybe even have one or all of them do the same to me. I wanted to revel in their smooth bodies, to explore every inch of them and hopefully have them explore my own body. Equally needless to say that when I approached the house three days later, my cock was throbbing, the skin stretched as tight as it ever had been necessitating my keeping a hand in my pocket to keep the thing flat to my belly and not sticking out like a fucking lightening rod. I slowed as I reached their property the butterflies fighting to get out of my belly. I saw that the gate was open and the thought of jail was foremost in my mind. Peeping from the street was one thing and might possibly be explained away as something logical. Being on someone else's property at five thirty in the morning was an entirely different matter and I doubted I would be able to come up with any kind of convincing story were I caught. The light in the center window was barely on and the blind was only open about eighteen inches or so. Doing as I had been told I approached the window and stood about an arm length away. I was no sooner in place than two of the boys came into the room. The were both stark naked, their hard young cocks bobbing as they approached the window. I barely got a glimpse of them when they came into view but what I definitely saw was that they were absolutely naked, no hats and no masks. The moved so quickly however that I didn't have a chance to see anything of their faces and soon they were standing almost next to the glass, their smooth, firm young bodies only a few feet from me, so close that even if I bent down to try to look up under the blind I would have seen nothing. I didn't even try. Their cocks looked even more inviting close up, their small patches of dark brown pubic hair almost identical. Their balls hung gently in smooth, hairless bags between their equally smooth and pale thighs. Their bellies were flat and firm, sloping into pubic bones without a ripple or crease. Even at this close a range I could detect no difference in their bodies. "They are even more beautiful close up are they not?" The voice almost whispered from behind me. "NO, do not turn around or it will all be over," the voice added quickly as I sort of jumped. As the boys began rubbing themselves, much as they had done once before the voice, a sweet sort of melodic sound of a boy not yet fully having lost his boyhood said, "Pull your shorts down, take your big cock out for my brothers to see." As I did so, the boys in the window stepped back a little, just enough I imagined to be able to look down and see my cock while they began playing with and stroking their own. As I watched they began the jacking process but with slow deliberate loving care, sliding their foreskin up over their smooth cock heads and back down again. While one boy fondled and played with his balls, the ran his fingers up and down his belly and into his nest of pubic fuzz. I could hear the boy behind me begin breathing heavier, clearly he was getting hot. And then I felt his hand on my hip, the warmth of his flesh. "Don't move please," he whispered, "we all want to touch you but you must follow our directions or it will all be over." One thing I didn't want was for anything to be over and the key word touch over rode any desire to actually see the boy. I knew then that eventually I would, that I would have full access to the boys and they would have full access to them. As I watched the two boys slowly make love to their own bodies I felt the hand slowly move downward and in toward my raging cock. I clasped my hands across my chest to give the boy full access to whatever he wanted, which first of all was my own dense pubic thatch then the base of cock. The butterflies were going berserk inside my belly, my heart was racing as the hand explored me, slowly sliding over the top of my cock then grasping onto my rigid flesh. Oh fuck did that feel so good. "Your cock is so huge and so hard. We have not seen such a lovely cock," the voice crooned. The boy's entire body was soon pressed against mine, and I could feel his rock hard boyhood press against my butt as he began stroking me, then moving his hand down to cup my nuts and feel their weight. "Your balls are so magnificent too and we already know how much of sperms they can make. Do you not dream of putting your sperms inside of us, do you not dream of tasting our sperms?" "Yes," I whispered, my voice heavy with the lust that was ripping through my body. And then the boy gave me confirmation. "Soon, that may be possible but not today and never, if you break our rules." I nodded my head. "Whatever you say, I will do, I promise?" That was no lie either. I would do almost anything for this to go on to where ever these hot young teens wanted to take it. Fuck even if it ended right then and there I would have a lifetime of jack off images. I felt my short get pushed down further and the boy press his hard cock into the crack of my ass, his other hand on my hip as if to gain some leverage as he stroked my raging hard cock, sliding up over the head and smearing my precum all over it before returning to jacking me. The two boys in the window seemed to be reaching the ultimate conclusion, their bellies tightening and loosening as most males do when reaching a solitary orgasm. "Are you near, are you going to squirt your man sperms as my brothers squirt theirs?" I nodded my head. "Good," he whispered as his body moved back away from mine slightly. "Put your hand behind you and take my hard cock into your hand and make me sperm too," he said, his voice also filling with lust. I did as he asked, found his warm hard young cock and grasped onto it. I heard his sigh as I began stroking him, feeling my balls tingle with an impending explosion. The boy slowly humped into my tight fist as he picked up speed on my cock and the boys in the window did the same. The two stroking boy were the first to cum, their cocks erupting almost at the same time, their sperm hitting the window in front of me. I felt my belly tighten. "Oh fuck here it is, stroke me harder," I told the boy. He did as I asked adding, "Me too." I felt his cock thicken in my hand and I stroked him faster despite the under hand position I was working from. I felt warmth on my butt as his sperm hit me, my own cum blasting out onto the side of the house in thick ropy jets. My knees felt weakened as I shot at least five squirts, the boys in the window let fly with three and I felt at least one other one hit a different spot on my butt as the boy's upper body rested against mine. I reveled in the warmth of him, the feelings of both his touching and stroking me as I did to him. Sadly, the whole show slowed to a stop. The two boys in the window stepped backwards and out of view, their sperm slowly running down the window in multiple trails and almost seemed to be in competition with each other. The boy behind me stepped away, pulling his leaking cock from my hand as his smaller hand gave up custody of my cock. "That was wonderful. Pull your shorts up and go back out of the gate, leave it open, do not look around or look back. I really needed time to gather some energy and let the shaking in my legs die away but rules are rules. I had to move slowly however and the idea that the boys had planned it that way did not escape my attention. I did as I was told, arriving home some ten minutes later and stripping naked immediately. I lay on my bed, my still hard cock in my hand and slowly stroked my self to a second cumming, as it were, thinking of how the boys cock felt in my hand, and his hand felt as he stroked and felt me. As I finally squirted it occurred to me that I could have tasted the boy's essence if I had only thought to wipe of from my cheek. I vowed that if the next was a repeat of that experience, and I had no doubt it would be, then I would respectfully ask if I could taste whoever's sperm was on me. With that in mind, I chose not to wear any shirt the next morning but simply drape my towel across my shoulders. I assumed, correctly as it turned out, that I was to go to the same place as the day before. Once in place, and prepared for a voice behind me, I didn't jump when I hear, "Good morning our friend. We hope you enjoy today as much as you did yesterday, although today will be a little bit different. Pull your shorts down please." As he asked the latter question, the lights came slowly up and only one boy came to the window, just like the day before. Like the day before he was naked and young boy hard and began loving himself almost as soon as he reached his spot in front of me. My shorts were down to my knees when the boy spoke again as his hand explored me thoroughly. "My brother was right, you do have a big cock and your balls feel quite huge and filled with sperms. Please, get down on your knees. Please close your eyes and do not open them until I ask you too. When I do, please only look straight ahead and no where else." I did as I was asked and heard a slight rustling that moved from behind me to between me and the window. "You my open your eyes," the voice said softly from behind me. When I did, my eyes were staring right at a rock hard boy cock, less than six inches from my face. "Go ahead, worship my brother. You may use your hands and your mouth, but do not look around no matter what." The voice was still behind me so unless the kid was a ventriloquist I was with two of them. The cock in front of me was so delicious looking. The foreskin was pulled back and the perfectly shaped head was looking to the early morning sky, the tip slightly shiny from what I guessed was precum. Again I reveled in the sight of the gorgeous young teenage body, the firmness, the smoothness, the soft looking boy balls hanging beneath his pride and joy. I reached out and pulled the shaft down, the boy stepping a little closer and licked that head, tasting the boy's essence for the first time, the smells of his ripe young body permeating my nostrils. After cleaning the smooth satiny head I took it into my mouth and nursed it with my lips and tongue. I felt hands at the side of my head, fingers running through my hair as the boy moaned quietly above me. I reached behind him and held onto his butt, discovering that it was pretty solid, and encouraged him to fuck into my mouth. My other hand felt his nuts, experiencing the softness of the hairless bag. All of a sudden I felt a hand grasp onto my cock as well and begin to slowly stroke it. "My brother wants to cum in your mouth, he wants you to taste the juices of his balls." I nodded my head while I continued to suckle the cock in my mouth, taking almost all of it down my throat before pulling back away from it. All of sudden I felt the shaft thicken the then the warmth of his liquid in my mouth, the salty taste and alkaline feel of young teenage cum right from the spout. He moaned out as he pumped into me and I kneaded his balls, accepting three nice squirts of his nectar before it slowed to a dribble. The hand at my cock was stroking me fairly rapidly and when I felt the warmth of lips at the head I lost it. "I'm cumming," I hissed quietly. The mouth didn't move, the hand went faster and I blasted jet after jet of cum into the boy's mouth while I went back to his groin, nuzzling the soft balls in front of me. I have no idea what the boy in the window was doing all this time since my view was delightfully blocked and my attention decidedly elsewhere dealing with the task at hand, and mouth. Things died down and the boy in front of me said that he was doing to step away from me, as was his brother. He said they would be standing behind me, that I was to keep my eyes closed until I was told different then to go ahead and go but not return for five days. I heard the almost silent rustling of people moving then from behind me the whispered voice said, "We'll see you in five days." I turned slowly to the left and walked out of the gate. For the next five days my thrice daily jack off session revolved around what happened and what was likely to happen. Considering how things had escalated I imagined that I was probably going to be able to actually see the boys' faces and from there anything could happen, including my desire to enter and be entered and everything else imaginable. I'd had fantasies about twins, I'm sure lots of guys do but triplets. Fuck that would be the most incredible thing imaginable. Five days later me and my hard on reached the property line at the usual time. All of the blinds were closed, there was no light on that I could tell. I walked slowly around the corner to where the gate was and as I stepped through, a door at that obviously entered into the large room opened a crack and a lightly tanned arm stuck itself out and waved me forward. The door opened just enough for me to slip inside then closed behind me. The lights were barely on but I could still pretty much make out the layout of the room. "You may turn around," a voice said behind me. I hadn't looked because I figured that I would be given explicit instructions about what, or what not to do. My boys had trained me fairly well. I turned around to see all three boys standing together, no masks, no hats, and no clothes.