Date: Tue, 9 Sep 2014 23:17:23 -0700
From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com>
Subject: Twin Boy Family 8

In an almost magical moment, I woke up a few hours later with Scotts penis
in my mouth. I had not dreamed that I was drowsily sucking him though I had
no idea how long I'd been doing it. This time I stayed fully awake thrilled
to having, not an alarm clock, but a delicious boy penis as my wake up
momemt.

'Hi, sleepy man'. Angie was kneeling next to the bed and ligtly stroking my
head. 'So you're finally waking up?.

I almost choked on Scotts penis before, albeit reluctantly, letting it pop
out of my mouth. 'Angie. How long have I been doing this' I sputtered,
wiping the back of a hand over my somewhat drooling mouth.

'Long enough for me to take some juicy pics' Angie replied, holding up her
smart phone.

Noticing a look of concern on my face, she winked 'Not to fear. I'll only
use them for my personal gratification. Or maybe for Scott to show some of
his cute boyfriends. Nobody will recocnize you since your face is so much
in his crotch'.

'Jesus, this is so embarrassing Angie. Where is Robby?'.

'Katie came and picked him up. I must say she is a very cute woman and,
well, when she kissed me, I could have gone down on her right then. She is
sooo sexy!'.

'Wait a minute Angie. Katie was here in the bedroom? You mean she's back
from her trip?'

'You and Scott were still so crashed out but Robby woke up as soon as Katie
came in. She told me she had your apartment key and wasnt surprised she
found you sucking a boy.'

I groaned. 'Well, that only happend one other time, I mean her walking in
on me. I told her not to just come in like that without any warning but she
never does anything I tell her to. Did she say anything?'.

Angie laughed. 'I'll let her report to you about that. But needless to say,
she found your randy Scott sucking very funny as well as sexy. Anyway, she
picked up the sleepy Robby and went back to her sister's apartment.'.

I groaned again. 'So she saw that. I'm surprised she didnt push me aside
and start in on Scott herself. She is going to roast me for this. She calls
me a peenymainic already so its one more trick for her to humiliate me
with'.

Angie was basically laughing through this entire conversation. And the
somnolent Scott, finally waking up wondered what was going on.

'Katie found Dick sucking you, Scott. She was concerned that Dick was
taking advantage of you.' Angie was beginning to mimic Katie's style of
mocking. And much as it embarrassed me, I liked her attitude. A woman
showing a bit of contempt for me is a sign of intelligence and insight
which I find a sexual stimulant.

'Hmmm. I know I dreamed a lot, sexy dreams, so if Dick caused that then
whats not to like' Scott said flirting with me and lightly fondling his
STILL erect penis. 'Did you see Dick doing it mom?'.

"I probably saw more than he did, Scott. He looked like someone
sleepwalking but in this case I guess you could say sleepsucking.'. They
both laughed. Meanwhile, I was staring at Scott's hardon which was starting
to get a rise out of me as well.

My phone rang. I fumbled around under the bed without success. 'I think you
want this' Angie said. 'Here he is Katie' she said before handing it to me.

'I hope Scott's penis isnt still in your mouth Dicky. I was hoping you
could come over and say hello to you're favorite neighbors. But if you're
otherwise engaged...?'.

'Scott and Angie are now my favorite neighbors' I muttered, thinly smiling
in Angies direction. 'Unless you start treating me nicer Katie'.

'Oh gee sweeheart. Was it something I said? But we havent talked in such a
long time. And besides, I dont even live here. I'm just dropping off Sam
with Ariel. Dont you want to see Sam so you can molest him like you have
been doing Robby?'.

I decided to ignore her rude implication. 'We just talked a few hours ago
Katie. And how did you get back so quickly'.

'I hate talking on the phone baby. Come over so you can see what Robby and
Sam are up to. Those boys are just incorigible, What did you do with
Robby?'.

'I'm sure he told you everything which must have been pretty boring for
you. I need to get out of bed and do some stuff done before I go to work.
I'll be over later today. Bye.'. I hung up before Katie could say anything
else. I could imagine her shouting 'Goodbye creep!' into the disconnected
phone.

Angie and Scott were laughing at the conversation and probably a bit amused
that I had seemingly unconsciously been fondling Scott during the
concersation. Which I had been doing, actually, and was also suddenly
intent on taking him back into my mouth. Angie quickly pulled Scott away
from me and told him to get dressed.

'You have things to do Dick and I have to give Scott his morning shower
before he starts his school day'. I immediately flashed on Scott in the
shower and Angie cooly soaping him up and down to get his pretty body clean
and ready for his day's encounters.

'Just one more lick Angie' I implored, disappointed to see that pretty dick
bobbing away from me. But to no avail. I did receive a tongue kiss from
each of them before they parted. I lay panting and bushed on the bed, alone
for the first time in hours. I stretched, sighed and, like a cretinous oaf,
I could think of nothing better to do then start abusing myself. And why
not, the object of my digitation is free, always ready for action (or
almost always) and responds admirably to the steady stroke.

A knock on the door roused me from my masturbatory stupor.

I moaned, shouted 'I'll be right there', quickly put on a robe and went to
the door. Before even peeking through the peephole, I opened the door and
saw a man and boy standing there. 'Remember us?' the man asked.

'Oh sure' I said although my flustered attempt to recall their names led
the man to save me by reintroducing himself and the boy.

'Bud and Marky from apartment 304. You know, the other night'. I felt an
immediate affection for the friendly 40 something adult and much also to
the point to the radiant blond boy, blushing timidly at his side', 'I'm
Marky', he said redundantly with a shy, somewhat indirect and flirtatious
glance at me.

Bud glanced down my robe and let out a laugh. 'Is that a tear in your robe
or are you just happy to see us.'

Gulp! My robe was partially open and the head of my boner sticking out.

'Oops. I wasnt expecting visitors and I, umm, was just ah ..'.

'Trying to get the stain out of the robe, probably' Bud suggested, amused
at my stammering.

Stunned by the boy's beauty and Bud's easy geniality, I felt no inclination
to cover up my appendage and instead invited my guests into the apartment.
And besides, I was certainly more under cover than Bud during my one and
only previous encounter with him. Just the memory of the stark naked man
with a statuesque body greeting me at his door put a tingle in my balls.

'How did you find me?'.

'I, that is we, needed to see you again so I visited 404 to get your
apartment number and the pretty little girl gave me directions.'.

'You mean Ariel? Presumably not her daughter Miranda?'.

'Oh. Well I met them both and they're both pretty little girls, sort of
like a nymph and her nymphette. baby girl'.

'Well Miranda is not exactly a baby but she sure is cute' I added, somewhat
addled by the fact that my erection was becoming more prominent with this
discussion of the mom/daughter beauties.

'And those twin boys. Incredible!' Bud added. 'Marky's jaw almost dropped
when he saw them. They were just barely wearing those tiny thongs that boys
these days like to wear. Including this one' he added hugging the blushing
Marky.

'I wish they were dressed like that' Marky said, hoping to become less the
center of attention. He was pointing at my penis which had come out to
party after I rather indescretly undid several more bottons of my robe.

'Oh, sorry. I was getting a bit warm and sort of reflexively undid some of
my buttons'.

Bud laughed and whispered in Markys ear.

'Cant you ask him?' Marky responded to Bud.

'You go ahead, honey' said as Bud was tossling a tuft of the boys blond
hair.

'Bud, ah, has to go out of town for a few days and wondered if you could
take care of me while he's gone'. This was said with an embarassed rush of
words and left the boy almost breathless after he spoke them.

I was not too flustered and aroused at the offer to ignore a certain deja
vu in refeference to the concept. Another boy to take care of in the space
of three days? Can my dick survive another few days like the ones I had
just experienced? Or was I anticipating more than might be offered?

'Well, I have to work during the day Bud. In fact I should be going to work
shortly. But if he is going to school, I might be able to drop him off
there this morning'.

'I imagine you've heard of the Phallustine acadamy. Could you drive him
there this morning?'.

Phallustine acadamy, I mused. Just the right place for a tender morsel like
Marky.

'I'll be leaving shortly, Bud. I'll take him in if it would be best for
you'.

'What do you think, honey. Is that OK with you' Bud inquired of the angelic
boy.

'That's cool. I can tell Dick how to get there' Marky replied and my rod
bounced a little bit anticipating a brief time alone with the boy.

Bud leaned down to kiss Marky and his hand spent a few moments carressing
the swelling in the boys trousers. 'OK, doll. So I'll be on my way then.'
And to me 'Marky has my phone number in case you need me. He'll fill you in
on the details of my trip if you're interested. And dont worry about your,
umm, excited boy there' he nodded at my erection. 'Marky's pretty good at
handling things of that nature, arent you kiddo'.

Marky blused and noded slightly. His lover laughed, turned to leave, but
before opening the door, reached down to my penis and tugged softly over
the swollen head, watched the member bounce as it popped out of his hand
and said 'Marky loves his toys, Dick'.

Bud winked at Marky, opened the door and left.

I almost laughed at the absurdity of the situation. There was I, standing
naked and erect in front of an angelically pretty boy whose blushes managed
only to enhance his sexual beauty. How was I going to get myself prepared
for the day's activities when so many licentious possibilities offered
themselves.

But before anything, wanton or otherwise, could transpire a commotion from
the hallway outside my door intervened. I heard a familiar womans voice
saying something which sounded like 'Bon Voyage, doll'. And as the door
flung open, before I could cover up, I heard Bud's reply, 'See you Babe.
Keep me posted'.

Katie, who else, barged in the door holding hands with the twins, Sam and
Robby.

She looked at me. Stared briefly at my unrepentant hardon, gazed intently
at the radiant, blushing Marky whose hand I had spontaneously grabbed when
the door flung open. And laughted, stridently.

'Jesus, Dicky. Already?'.