M/b, M/m, M/mm, m/m - oral/anal NEW NEIGHBORS
Chapter 2
Turning back to me he said, "By way the Dave, if that sexy pizza delivery boy is any indication you and I are going to be real good friends."
Because I knew exactly what Joe meant, I was stunned into silence. I tried to call to him, but the words caught in my throat. My new neighbor was around the thick hedge that along with a high wood fence divided our yards and out of sight before I regained control.
Panic at having someone so close knowing about my sexual taste should have been surging through my body. However, his words, "We're going to be real good friends," stuck in my mind. I reasoned that only someone who shared my taste for young boys would have used those words.
I stood lost in my thoughts until Joe drove by and I heard him honk a brief greeting. Instinctively, I waved back. Then I gathered myself and went inside to check my mail. Absent mindedly, I thumbed through about half the large pile. After about five minutes I realized I would have to start all over because I had no idea what I had thrown where.
Joe's words stuck with me the rest of the day and came back at times that night. After surfing a few chat rooms and getting caught up with several cyber friends, I hit the pillow about 2:00 am. I was asleep in minutes and immediately, it seemed, I was dreaming about Tim.
In my dream, I was back on the airplane from the night before and this time when Tim boarded he was not wearing those bright bicycle shorts and the loose T-shirt. Instead, he only wore a pair of tight cut-off blue jeans with the zipper open. His cock and balls hung out the opening for everyone on the plane to admire and touch.
Two dark clad female flight attendants copped of feel of his limp cock as he shuffled past. But not until the one male attendant did the same, did Tim get hard. He leaned against the handsome young flight attendant and the older man used his other hand to stroke and pinch a dark brown nipple. The young boy's body shuddered and I thought he might cum right then.
The line of passengers moved and Tim broke away and moved with them. Two more people, one man and one woman, stroked his cock before the youth got to me. The line was still moving, but he seemed to pause by where I sat. I reached for that beautiful shaft of naked boyhood just he quickly stepped away and was gone.
My hand brushed his denim-clad hip and fell to the armrest. With Tim out of the way I now looked across the aisle and saw my old baseball coach, Mr. Evans. He sat there as he had so often when I came to his office; pants around his ankles and cock fully erect. However, this time he had boy of maybe six bouncing rapidly up and down on his cock. He smiled and asked how I was as his manhood nearly split the child in half.
I said I was okay and he raised a hand and reached into the aisle. As only possible in a dream, Tim was back and coach was stroking his ass. When the man's hand moved away, I saw there was no back to the boy's shorts. His naked ass was openly displayed and two more hands reached up to caress it. One claimed the hairless tan cheek coach was not playing with and the other went right for the deep crevice. I'm not certain, but it looked like his thumb scratched Tim's ball sack and all four fingers were in his ass.
Wanting to join the action, I again reached toward Tim. This time I simply hoped to stroke the soft skin on his hairless thigh. Again I barely brushed against him before he disappeared. I dropped my head and swore. When I looked up again, he was past me by several rows. A women in a business suit who looked to be about forty was fucking his ass with a long, slender vibrator as another passenger knelt in front and sucked his cock.
Tim's body and numerous groping hands denied me the opportunity to tell if it was a man or woman, a boy or girl, who was administering a very public blowjob. I heard Coach Evans grunting along side of me and turned just as he came deep in the ass of the little boy he was fucking. The boy squealed with joy and cum squirted out from around the cock in his ass.
"Ah," coach sighed, "this is the age every boy should get started. Look at him. He's got my entire dick up his ass. That's an inch and a half of meat for every year and he's as happy as a clam. I bet if I had two inches per year for him he'd be ready to die happy."
The six year-old certainly did look happy as he rested his back against coach's chest and his narrow hips on the man's thighs. His tiny ass still had a tight grip on the cock that had fucked my asshole so many years ago. Coach and the boy both looked very satisfied and relaxed, as did most everyone else around me
My view of coach and the small boy was blocked for a moment as several more passengers boarded the plane, one a naked girl of maybe twelve. When the aisle cleared, an even younger child had replaced coach's six year-old fuck toy. This little boy looked somehow familiar and as I watched him rise and fall on the entire length of coach's cock I realized who he was.
It was me! Or at least me at, I guessed, age four. My little boy's smiling face shone with a light sheen of sweat and testified to my joy of taking the man's massive cock in his/my tiny ass. As I watched, Coach Evans bit the neck and abused the tiny balls of my much younger self. The four year-old me groaned in pleasure, plead for more, and then released a long arc of boy-piss that fell on he and coach's bodies. His/my reaction seemed to send the man over the edge and he howled and spasmed as he filled my tiny ass with cum, before bodies again blocked my view across the aisle.
I looked back toward Tim just in time to see his body spasm and, I am certain, fill that lucky cocksucker's mouth with cum. It was Brian! At the same time, the businesswoman gave an extra hard push and her dildo disappeared into Tim's body. I waited for it to reappear, but it never did. I awoke moments later to the shrill of a police siren. Alas, even in the best neighborhoods, the problems of the world can inject themselves into our idyllic dreams.
When I got back to sleep, my dreams for the rest of the night were unmemorable. I awoke about ten the next morning as my body was slowing returning to a more normal rhythm. I set about what I expected to be an average day, except in the back of my mind were thoughts of how my next meeting with Joe might go.
About three o'clock, I was sitting in my office. Between catching up on several of my favorite boy fucking sites and having decided to alter my previous plan, I was trying to do a little work. It was turning out to be 5% work and 95% checking out photos and videos of tender young boys and teens having beautiful sex with each other or very lucky men.
Most of the sights I visit explore the pleasures of youthful male sex. A couple sites delve into darker areas and I was viewing a video clip from one of these before my doorbell rang. On my monitor was a boy that the video's intro claimed was thirteen years old. (His body and face looked that age, but he had the eight-inch cock of a boy several years older.) He hung by his wrists in the middle of a dimly lit room as two older teens used his slender body.
Used? Tortured may be a better word. One boy held a long-handled whip. The grip resembled a very detailed large cock. At the other end were two heavy pieces of dark leather that had already turned much of the boy's white skin a bright red color. The other kid carried an electrical wand and randomly administered shocks to various parts of the bond boy's body.
During the five minutes I watched he primarily concentrated on the tip of a very erect cock and two pink nipples. However, he had not ignored the boys ears, feet, balls, asshole, and had even instructed him to stick out his tongue and accept a shock there. This is not the typical kind of action I seek out and have never participated in it myself, but these three guys were so sexy and the production was so good I couldn't help watching and slowly stroking my erect cock.
I was wondering when the boy's hairless ball sack would feel the bite of the wand, when I realized the doorbell was buzzing and hit the pause button. Naked as I almost always am at home, I found a pair of shorts and slid them on as I walked toward the door. My best efforts did little to hide my obvious hardon and I prepared to open the door not realizing there was a large wet spot on the front of my tan shorts.
Checking the peephole, I was startled and pleased to see Tim and another boy about his age. I looked again, just to be certain, before opening the door. As I did, for just an instant, Tim's face bore a hint of recognition and conspiracy. Before I could say or do anything, he introduced himself as if to a stranger saying, "Hi, I'm Tim. We haven't met, but my dad, brother, and I are your new neighbors."
I picked up on what he was doing, but not on why. "Hello," I replied, "I'm Dave. And you are?" I asked turning to Tim's buddy who I now realized looked a little familiar.
"I'm Luke. I've lived down the street for a couple years and I've seen you around, but I don't think we've actually met."
As we got acquainted, I studied my two young visitors. Even in a T-shirt and baggy swim trunks, Tim looked as good as I remembered from two days earlier. Luke was dressed similarly and his mostly hidden form looked almost as good as Tim. I wondered if he was as impressively endowed as his friend. "Two days," I thought, "was that enough time for Tim to have already seduced and corrupted his new buddy?"
"They're still working on our pool," said Tim. His voice broke an awkward silence that I just then realized had developed. "My dad says it will be at least a couple weeks until it's finished so he suggested I ask if we could use yours. You do have a pool?"
"Of course I do," I replied. "Everybody in Florida has a pool and you boys are welcome to use it."
I led the sexy youngsters through my house and toward the pool. They both looked all around and complimented me on how nice everything was. We passed the open door to my office and I saw both boys look in.
Luke paused and said, "Great set-up, man! I wish my folks would spring for some prime equipment."
I looked over the boys' shoulders relieved to see that the screensaver on my 20" monitor had kicked in. The picture was embarrassing, but it was a lot better than the paused video stream that it hid. Half a dozen early teenaged boys dressed only in the tiniest Speedos stared at a reclining black man who sported at least a foot of flaccid ebony dick. As Luke eyed to electronic hardware, Tim's hand slid back to stroke my cock. Our eyes met and we exchanged a conspirators' grin.
The sexy lad softly whispered that he liked my screensaver before saying more loudly, "Come on, Luke. Let's hit the pool. We can look at this stuff later or someday when it's cloudy. I'm sure Dave wouldn't mind if we came in and played with him."
At this Luke turned his attention back to us. An instant, I thought, to0 late to see Tim's hand release my fully erect cock. We stepped back into the hall and I pointed them toward the pool. Tim's dad's house is by far the nearest to mine, but being a single story it is hidden by the tall fence. The lot on the other side was vacant and behind my house was an open area that was also blocked from view by the fence.
I pointed out the supply of towels, sunscreen, and pool toys and told the boys they could use with anything they saw. Luke's attention seemed to be on the floating basketball hoop and the inflatable chairs, while Tim's fell to my inflated cock. I stepped over to the control panel and switched on the heater for the Jacuzzi. I told the boys to give it about twenty minutes to warm up and they could use the hot tub as well.
Saying, "If you need anything else, just give me a yell," I took one last chance to admire their beautiful bodies, before going back into the house. Once I was through the patio doors, I looked down and saw how clearly my semi-erect cock was outlined and the sizable wet spot my pre-cum had left.
I went back into my office and closed the door. I debated whether to lock it and decided Tim and Luke seemed like well-mannered boys who would knock first before coming in. What was the worst that would happen if they didn't? I'd be interrupted naked and jerking off or hard at work by one or two sexy young teens. I slid the mouse, clicked on the play button, and watched for another twenty minutes as the two boys tortured and then fucked their captive.
I lazily stroked my cock as the video streamed across my over-sized computer screen. When the two tormentors stepped in front and back of the other boy and proceeded to double fuck him. I turned up the volume and enjoyed the boy's screams of pain and pleasure. I'm certain if Tim or Luke were anywhere near the door they would have clearly heard the boy's pleas change from, "Take them out," to "Fuck me harder," and "Don't stop!"
The boys came in their captive's ass in a beautiful moment of boy-sex. I nearly came when the camera moved in to show the kid's gaping ass with two loads of creamy cum dripping out. The video ended when the two boys, teen cocks still hard, lowered their quarry to his knees and made him use his mouth to clean his ass juices from their cocks. As a finale, they each shot a second load of cum in his mouth and across his face.
I considered selecting another video, but decided to see if what waited for me by my pool might not be more entertaining. I gave my raging cock five minutes to soften before slipping my same shorts back on. I went to the kitchen without checking on my guests and prepared a tray with a couple cokes, with plastic cups and ice, for the boys and a beer for myself.
Balancing the tray on one hand, I made my way through the house and managed to open the sliding door. Stepping into the bright sunlight, my eyes searched the pool and found the boys on the deck nearby. Luke lay on his stomach and Tim knelt over him. Immediately I realized that both boys were naked.
Luke's back glistened with a fresh coat of suntan oil. Tim hands were now applying the oil to Luke's ass. The boy's small, nearly flat, buns were a bright white and contrasted sharply to his deeply tanned back. Tim's seated position on Luke's thighs meant I could not see his cock either. I did admire the boy's nicely shaped back and legs.
As I studied Tim's profile I noted his apparently hairless legs and underarms. I also studied the line of his body from shoulder through hip and down to toe looking for any sign of a tan line. This was a boy, like Brian, who was at home naked under the sun.
Continuing to watch and electing not to make my presence known, I realized Tim was doing more than applying oil to Luke's ass. My realization was confirmed by the boy's moan. Tim had two slippery fingers sliding in and out of his friend's ass. I set down the tray, slid off my shorts, grabbed the beer with one hand, and a fresh hard on in the other.
"Shit, Tim, that does feel great. I never thought having somebody play with my ass could feel so good!"
"This is just the beginning of how good it can feel," replied Tim. "Do two fingers feel better than one?"
"Yeah," sighed Luke, "it hurt for a moment, but now it feels great."
"Good. Some boys don't get much fun from their asses, but they are the unlucky ones. Are you ready for it to get even better?"
"I, I guess," stammered Luke. "But I think I'm going to cum it you keep doing that!" I saw the boy's left hand begin to slide under his body.
"Stop!" ordered Tim. His command was accented with a sharp slap to the Luke's ass. "Don't touch yourself or I'll stop. I'm sure Dave would like it if I went in and joined him." The wise young teen looked my way and as our eyes locked, I wondered how long he had been aware of my presence.
"Keep fingering my ass, Tim. I won't do anything you don't tell me to."
"That's a good boy. Now taste these," said Tim offering the fingers from Luke's ass to the boy's lip. The boy paused for a moment before taking them into his mouth. "Very good. Now one more thing, I don't want you to cum. No matter what I do to you, you are not to cum. Understand? If you do, well I'm not sure, but I may just leave you here and go play with Dave."
Tim smiled at me again. His eyes dropped to my dripping cock and he wickedly licked his lips. Locking his eyes on mine again he slowly shook his head. I got his, "You will not cum, either!" message very clearly.
Tim turned his attention back to Luke. He reached for the suntan oil and poured a healthy dose of it into his hand. Part was applied to Luke's ass and the rest coated three fingers. These slid between the cheeks of Luke's ass as Tim leaned close to the other boy's ear. He whispered what I assumed were words of encouragement to relax or words that promised pleasure because I did hear Luke's plea to, "Yes, do it."
I stepped closer to the boys and watched Tim gently work three slender fingers into the tight ring of his buddy's ass. Luke groaned twice, but each time encouraged Tim to go ahead. He spent a few patient minutes stretching the other youth's asshole, but eventually Tim had three fingers as deep in the boy's fuck hole as possible.
Tim finger-fucked the other teen in gradually increasing strokes. As he did, I continued to step closer and closer until I just a foot away from the two naked, sexy young boys. I knew I was a foot away because my cock was only a couple inches from Tim's check. He turned and took just the head into his mouth and sucked it for less than a minute.
Any longer and I would have filled his mouth with my cock cream, but Tim released my painfully hard manhood and spoke to Luke. "How does that feel?" he asked. After Luke moaned what sounded like great or some equivalent, he asked, "Don't you wish it was Dave's cock fucking you instead with that huge boy-fucker of his?"
"Oh, yeah," he sighed. "That would be incredible to loose my cherry to a handsome guy like that with a huge dick." Luke paused to release a few lust accented moans before shocking both Tim and I by saying, "Put it back in your mouth. Get it nice and wet for my virgin ass and then Dave can give me a good hard fucking!"
Tim and I were both shocked. I staggered back a few paces until at least ten feet separated me and the pair of teen studs. Tim pulled his fingers out of Luke's ass and tried to stand. Instead, he lost his balance and fell onto the other boy's back.
"Don't act so shocked guys. Dave, I've been watching your shadow for five minutes and I have to say a silhouetted blowjob is almost as hot as a regular one. Besides, did you guys really think I didn't notice you grabbing each other's dicks when we first got here?"
"I wondered how long you'd sit in there beating off to your computer screen instead of joining us," having now turned onto his side, Luke looked directly into my face. "I was afraid Tim would insist on fucking me before you got out here and, nothing personal," he said to his buddy as he grabbed a handful of Tim's very hard seven inches, "but I want my first fuck to be by a man with a really big cock." His dreamy boy-gaze fell on me again and I nearly came.
This was the most brazen, non-professional, virgin boy I had in a long time, maybe ever. I now studied his mostly exposed body. His hairless upper body was perfect with its long neck, solid shoulders, developing chest, small dark nipples and deep navel. He had a small patch of light brown hair at the base of his slender four-inch long cock. Luke was circumcised and his balls hung tight against the base of his dripping cock.
Dripping indeed. A large drop of clear pre-cum hung from the pink head of his cock. Luke's eyes followed mine. His left hand was next and he caught the drop in his hand and brought it to his lips. His tongue slid out to claim the glistening prize.
Tim had by now managed to stand and I got my first good look at his naked form as well. Like his buddy, his body was adolescent boy perfection from neck to toe and everything in between. He differed from Luke in three significant ways. First were the two silver rings with dark green spacers that hung from his tiny nipples. Next was the complete absence of hair around the base of his impressive cock and developing balls.
The final difference was his cock. Whereas Luke's cock was typical for a boy his age, Tim was truly blessed. He sported at least seven and a half inches of fat, thickly veined meat. Here on the body of a thirteen year old was a prick that many porn starts would kill for.
I admired both naked boys for a few minutes and they seemed content to pose for me. Finally, I regained control and asked the question I had to have answered. "Luke, are you really a virgin?" I asked. Okay. What I really wanted to ask was, "Luke, do you mean it when you say you want me to fuck you?"
Luke directly at me and said, "Well, my ass is cock fucking virgin. If that's what you mean. I sucked Tim off and lost my mouth-cherry yesterday, but nothing except my, and today, Tim's, fingers have been in my ass."
"I caught Luke eyeing my fat pisser at the urinals in the park yesterday. I asked if he wanted to play with it and after a minute he nodded. I turned and he held it so gently I thought he was in love," said Tim with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"When someone came in we turned back to the urinals until the guy left. Then I asked Luke if he wanted to suck it. He said he'd never done that before and I told him he was in for a treat. We stepped into one of the stalls and I learned what men have meant when they called me a natural. Luke took to my big dick like a fish to water and in two minutes was swallowing half my cock and nearly all of my load."
"Did you like being a cocksucker," I asked Luke. His attention was affixed to my nearly foot-long erection. I asked him the same question in a louder and more demanding voice.
"Oh, sorry," he pleaded. "I couldn't take my eyes off your cock. It's even bigger than Tim's and his was the biggest I had ever seen until now."
"Did you..." I started to ask again, but Luke's answer interrupted me.
"Yeah, it was the greatest. I liked it even better than when Tim blew me and I shout my wad in his mouth. Although the way Tim's fingers were working in my ass a few minutes ago, was almost better than both."
My eyes met Tim's and we silently agreed that he had found a boy who was indeed a natural slut for cock. I was about to speak when I felt Luke's soft hand grasp the shaft of my cock and his lips encase the head. I groaned as the boy's tongue danced about my sensitive crown and dug into the broad piss slit.
I collapsed to the pool deck, but Luke never lost his oral grip on my cock. He now had at least five inches in his mouth and was battling to take more. I felt Luke repositioning himself and opening my eyes realized Tim had arranged us in a perfect triangle. He had Luke's cock completely down his throat. The only body hair in sight was tickling his noise.
Tim's cock was inches from my mouth and I finally got to taste the boyhood I had been dreaming about ever since he walked onto that plane in LA. I started at the prominent head and slid my lips to the base enjoying the rough texture of the prominent veins. Luke had managed to take about six inches of my cock into his mouth and was struggling valiantly to take more.
We each did loving work on the cock presented to us. Tim's and my experienced mouths worked up and down the entire length of their prizes and stopped occasionally somewhere between tip and root to give pleasure to a particular point. Luke's less experienced, but no less eager mouth, slid up and down a little more that half of my huge organ.
His tongue performed some nice tricks around the head of my cock and always seemed ready to dig for more pre-cum. However, he spent much of his time struggling to take more into his mouth and throat. I admired his determination and wished as much for his benefit as much as mine, that he could take it all.
Luke was the first to cum. The combination of the newness of having his cock sucked, the skill of Tim's mouth, and the priming of Tim's fingers in his ass had the youngster shooting in only a couple minutes. I felt his body jerk and freeze and expected him to release my cock. Instead, his lips slid up a fraction and at a comfortable point they sealed themselves more tightly and I felt and heard his groans of pleasure.
Luke's orgasm set off Tim. The experienced youth had barely finished draining the cum from Luke when he released his flood into my mouth. I slid my lips up until they were sealed at the base of Tim's cock head. There I gently sucked and drew out every drop of boy-cream the lad could shoot. I held his delicious load on my tongue and in his mouth and savored the one of a kind, delicious, flavor.
Tim had released Luke's softening shaft and he removed his from my mouth as he sat up to watch Luke. As hot and ready as I was, the boy's insistence in trying to deep throat me was not going to get me off soon. I grasped the sides of his head and slid his mouth completely off my cock. Steering his lips to mine, I gave his a deep kiss and shared the meager remnants of Tim's cum.
When I broke our kiss I said, "You don't have to swallow it all the first time. Some guys take years of practice to swallow a cock this big."
"But, I want to..." he started to say, but my lips stopped him.
When I broke our kiss, I guided his face back to my cock. I let him take about five inches into his mouth and then stopped him. I told him to use one hand on my balls and the other to fuck my ass. Two of Luke's fingers easily shot up my open hole as I began to fuck his face. Using one hand to steady his head, I used my hips fuck him at a slowly increasing pace of four-inch strokes.
In this way I was ready to shoot in five minutes. I could tell Luke's mouth and jaws were getting sore and tired. Two minutes before I came, he had become little more that a rag doll for me to use as was my pleasure. However, no matter how fatigued he was Luke never tried to pull away. When I finally came, he took nearly every drop.
When I pulled away a small stream of cum trailed down his chin and he opened his mouth to show off that part of my load that was not already headed for his stomach. He closed his mouth and made a great scene of savoring the remainder of my load. Tim leaned in and licked the strand from his chin and then both boys looked up into my eyes with love and lust.