Date: Fri, 24 Oct 2003 12:05:02 +0100 (BST)
From: rimboy <rimboy2@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: College guys next door: part 1

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All participants are 18 or older, and no suggestion of underage sexual
activity is intended. In the real world use condoms.


As soon as we heard that 3 college guys were renting the house next
door my wife Linda said we were in for trouble. She knew friends at
work who had had real problems, she said. Late night parties, loud
music, even trash thrown over the fence. I just laughed,

'Relax, honey, this is a quiet neighborhood, they are hardly likely to
choose to live here if they are hoodlums, let's not judge them until
we've met them'.

Linda's not usually a worrier like that. After all we are hardly old
ourselves. We met at college and just kinda hit if off immediately. That's
only 8 years ago so we are only 27 ourselves, we bought this house
three years ago when we both got our first proper jobs and we still like
the neighborhood. And we got on well with Mike and Susan who used
to live next door, until Mike's job took them out west and they decided
to rent out the house. I think that's what Linda was really pissed about,
the fact that she no longer would have Susan right next door, they had
become real good friends. I'm Jase by the way, and Linda always
described me as the sexiest guy she'd ever met, but then she would,
wouldn't she? I look after myself, get to the gym at work at least 3 times
a week so I have a firm, defined body. I'm about 5.11 and don't weigh
a pound over what I was when we left college 4 years ago. I guess I
know I get admiring looks: I have the kind of dark good-looks most
people think of as Mediterranean. Until a few weeks ago, when this
story happened, I'd have thought of myself as a regular married guy,
hell, we were even thinking of starting a family, how straight can you
get? Things have changed now, I know an awful lot more about
myself. Lindo too, for that matter.

Things seemed to start OK. The guys next door moved in while we were
at work, so we didn't see them, and didn't hear much of them either.
We left before they were up, and we only heard their TV a little at
night. We decided against going next door to introduce ourselves, not
that we wanted to be unfriendly, but we just thought we'd meet them
naturally, taking out the trash or coming home at the same time.

One of the great things about Linda is she loves sex. When I say we hit it
off at college, what I mean is we spent every minute we could making
out and fucking. Now things may have quietened down a bit now, but
come the weekend, we both like to fuck. The first weekend after our
new neighbors moved in was hot and sunny. And some quiet sun
bathing in the yard turned to something more interesting, so we moved
indoors to the living room and began to get it on. We didn't pull the
drapes, the house isn't overlooked at the back, we didn't even bother
closing the sliding glass doors. I guess the sun had just got us too
fucking hot. Another great thing about Linda, is that she really gets into
sex, she likes to moan, gets verbal. If I'm eating her pussy or fucking her
she really starts urging me on, it gets me so hot when she uses filthy,
slutty language. She starts either ordering me or begging me to 'tongue
her hot pussy', 'ram my fuckpole up her cunt', and bite her neck or big
hard nipples. And she can get sluttier. Fuck, it gets me hard every time.
So we were going at it, enjoying the fuck. Both of us were hot and
sweaty. I was pounding her from the rear, while she was bent over the
couch. It made a fucking hot picture in the big mirror on my right, and I
kept checking us out as I slammed my 8-inch, thick cock in and out of
her wet, open pussy, while she moaned and urged me on.

The mirror faced the sliding doors out to the yard and the next time I
glanced up to admire our tanned fit bodies I got a huge shock.
Standing there, reflected in the mirror, on the other side of the glass
doors out to the yard, was a tall, young guy. He was probably 19 or 20.
He was well built, athletic, hard-bodied and had perfectly defined,
smooth pecs and a flat stomach. I knew this because all he was
wearing was a pair of baggy khaki shorts. He'd pushed the waistband
down below his big low hanging ballsac and was working what looked
like a thick, veiny 9-10 inch dick as he watched me fuck my wife. I
swung my head round to look at him directly. Why the fuck didn't I
stop? Yell out, or tell him to get the fuck outta there? I don't know. But
in that split second I decided to carry on fucking Linda, who face
down in the cushions was moaning her slutty words completely
unawares that we were being watched by a horny dude jerking his big
cock. The fact is I found it hot. My cock and nipples stiffened as I
watched him watching us. Our eyes met and the horny fucker gave a
kinda complicit sexy smile. He reached up and squeezed his own
nipples and worked his big dick even harder.

And I responded. I fucked Linda even harder. She was past the point of
no return. I could sense this. She was now yelling 'Fuck me, fuck my
cunt' and moaning into the cushions. Her cunt opened even more and
she started on the beginning of a series of orgasms. I couldn't take my
eyes off the guy outside. He was so good looking, a real horny fucker.
Long, dirty blond hair and piercing - what looked like green - eyes and
a really sexy smile of even, white teeth. His face had that thin hungry
quality that the best, sexiest male models have, but it also had a
harder, crueler edge that stopped him just being a pretty boy. Looking
at him and Linda's moaning and her spasming pussy pushed me over
the edge. For some reason I didn't thrust in more to bury my cum deep
inside her as I usually do, no, I pulled out, so that the handsome stud
watching could see my cum shoot out in 5-6-7 spurts all over Linda's
back. The young guy's grin widened and almost simultaneously he
came too. Huge creamy jets of fuck juice hit the glass door. It looked
unbelievable, double - maybe more - what I had shot. Mine felt like the
most intense orgasm of my life, but his had a power and copiousness
that had me transfixed. I watched every bit of spunk shoot from his
purple swollen cockhead, and fuck it if my cock didn't respond by
getting hard again. Jesus, the last time that had happened was when I
was a permanently horny 15 year-old and was jerking off 5-6 times a
day. I looked down to check Linda was still oblivious to our visitor. She
was, and when I looked back he'd gone. Only the amazing quantity of
spunk running down the glass was evidence that I hadn't made it all
up. I fell on top of Linda and caressed her nipples. Kissed her neck and
we lay like that for several minutes. It then shot across my mind that she
mustn't see the jizz on the glass door. How would I explain  it? But I
needn't have worried, she eventually disentangeled herself from my
body and got up and kissed me and walked towards the door into the
hall. Her back, still covered in my load, was to the glass doors out to the
yard and she hadn't noticed a thing.

'You made a big mess all over my back, you horny stud', she smiled. 'I'm
gonna shower'. She disappeared upstairs. I lay there a second or two.
Then I picked up my underwear and went to the doors. There was no
one there. I went out, and stared at the heavy load sprayed over the
glass. My cock was now fully hard. I ran my fingertips through the
copious puddles of still-warm cum and, hardly believing myself, sniffed
my fingers. My cock throbbed. Shit! I was so turned on by the smell of
this young guy's fuck juice. I worked my cock with one hand, while I
scooped up more cum with my fingers. I used it as lube on my aching
cock, as I worked it with my fist. Then, bringing my fingers to my face
again, sniffed his cum, then pushing out my tongue licked at the warm
cream on my fingers. My hand was covered and I licked it clean, the
sweet, salty, musky taste, and the craziness of what I was doing got me
so hot. As I tasted his cum and let a big gob of it slide down my throat I
jerked my cock so hard that I came again. My cum blast joining what
remained of his on the glass door. The orgasm was intense. I leant
against the door, panting, watching my cum run down the glass to join
his. My head spinned with what I had just experienced.

When I came to my senses I was shocked at what I done, and worried
in case Linda should have witnessed what had happened or that she
might come down now and see all this mess. Jeez, that would take
some explaining. I wiped the glass as clean as I could with my
underwear and ran upstairs where, thankfully, Linda was still in the
shower. I pushed the jizz-soaked briefs into my bedside drawer and
joined my wife in the shower. I surprised her, and ran my still cum-sticky
hands over her soapy body from behind. She didn't seem to notice.
She giggled and said no; she had to get ready to go out. I kissed her
neck and pressed my body against hers as I held her in my arms and
tried to stop thinking about that handsome stud whose heavy, creamy
load I could still taste on my tongue.