Date: Tue, 16 Dec 2008 23:55:47 -0800 (PST)
From: Wag Stories <wagstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Doing Laundry, Part 3

Thanks for all the comments guys.  I look forward to your thoughts on this
one, wagstories@yahoo.com (especially if it gets you off). The usual
disclaimers apply: if you are too young to read this or offended by gay sex
please move on.  The rest of you: please enjoy!

Doing Laundry, Part 3
by Wag

Ben and I were laying in my bed post-fuck.  He still had his head buried in
my neck.  I stroked his back, feeling his muscles.  He rose up and kissed
me.  I could still taste my cum on his tongue.  I could kiss him forever,
but he finally came up for air.  I turned on my side to face him as he
propped himself up on one of my pillows.

"That was pretty fucking hot," he said.

"Definitely," I agreed.

"Your ass is amazing.  It's been too long since I..." he trailed off.  I
was confused.

"You're telling me you and Mike don't fuck?" I asked.

"Not enough.  I mean we do once in awhile. But, we're both tops.  We have
to take turns," he said.

"And neither of you ever wants to bottom," I finished.

"Exactly," Ben said.  So that explains it.  He's not getting what he wants
at home so he ends up banging the neighbor down the hall.  What an idiot
Mike is.  I don't care if I was top, bottom, or vers.  I'd let Ben do
whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted to.

"But you must have known this going into the relationship.  How long have
you been together?" I said.

"A little over a year.  And, yeah, we did.  We didn't think it would matter
too much.  The relationship meant more than the sex.  Not that we don't
have a great sex life.  But, I think sometimes it would be easier if we
weren't so alike.  We're both really stubborn too," he explained.

"Do you fight to be on top?" I joked.  Ben gave me a sly look.

"Actually we do sometimes.  It can be hot.  The one who gets pinned has to
take it up the ass that night," he said.  Damn, that does sound hot.

"Does he know you like to, uh, do laundry?" I asked.  Ben laughed.

"No I keep my dirty laundry to myself.  Mike wouldn't like it too much," he
replied.

"Well, we can keep this between us," I said.  I reached down and grabbed
Ben's semi-hard cock for emphasis.

"I'm glad you're cool with that," Ben said.  He crawled on top of me.  We
started making out.  I completely forgot about my laundry downstairs that
afternoon.  I was too busy getting pounded for the second time.

I spent the next day hanging around the house. Days off from work are
great.  I was just finishing up in the shower when I heard a knock on my
front door.  I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around my waist.
Of course I thought it might be Ben.  I wasn't expecting anyone else.  So I
answered the door in just the towel.  I was surprised to see my neighbor,
Craig, on the other side of the door.  Craig lives in the apartment between
mine and Ben's.  He's 30, 5'11, about 180lbs or so, has red hair, and a
great pair of green eyes.  Craig and I are friendly, but we hardly ever
talk.  He's like the rest of the building: keeps to himself.  So, I was
curious to know why he was stopping by.

"Hey, Craig," I said.

"Hey, Jeff."  Mind if I come in for a sec?" he asked.

"Sure.  Sorry I just got out of the shower," I said explaining the towel.

"No problem," Craig said.  I thought I saw him giving my dripping wet body
the once over.

"So, what's up, man?" I asked.  Craig suddenly got a very serious look on
his face.

"Well I hate to be the annoying neighbor, but I had to say something after
yesterday," Craig answered.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.  Craig sighed heavily.

"I heard you and your friend fucking yesterday.  I think the whole
neighborhood heard, actually.  You guys were so loud," Craig explained.  I
almost choked on the spit in my mouth.  Holy, shit!  He heard us?!

"Uh...I...uh," I started.  I couldn't put two words together.

"Yeah it was really fucking annoying, Jeff.  You guys were going at it for
awhile.  All that moaning and groaning.  Jesus!" Craig exclaimed.  I was
mortified.  All I could do was stand there like a deer in headlights.  A
smile started to form on Craig's face.  He suddenly burst out laughing.

"What the fuck?  Is this joke?" I demanded to know.  Craig just laughed
harder.  After a few seconds he pulled himself together.

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't resist," he said.

"So you were just kidding?" I asked.  Craig couldn't stop grinning.

"I was kidding about being pissed, yeah.  But I did really hear you getting
fucked yesterday," he said.  I got embarrassed again.

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Our bedrooms are right next to each other.  And the walls aren't that
thick, man," he replied.  I never realized that.  Sometimes I heard Craig
playing his music, but didn't really think anything about it.

"So you heard..." I started.

"I heard Ben fucking the hell out of you," Craig said with a grin.  Oh,
fuck I thought.  "After you guys were done, I heard someone leave.  And
then Ben passed by my window.  Not too hard to put it together," he
explained.

"You can't tell Mike," I pleaded.  I didn't care about myself, but I didn't
want to start trouble for Ben.

"I won't.  Shit, I'd be doing the same thing if I was you.  Ben's hot.
When I saw that it was him that you had in here, I almost came again," he
said.  Knowing that Craig was getting off to Ben and me made my dick
twitch.  "I was laying in my bed reading when you guys started.  I couldn't
believe what I was hearing, but I got hard in a second.  I stripped down
and started jacking off, matched you guys stroke for stroke.  You and I
shot together, by the way," he said with a smirk.  While he was telling me
this Craig had started rubbing the front of his cargo shorts. I could see
he was getting hard.

"Glad you enjoyed it," I said.  My own dick started to rise, tenting the
towel.

"I did.  It was especially hot when the bed started banging against wall,"
Craig said.  He squeezed his dick through his shorts.  He stared intensely
at me.

"Guess we got carried away," I said.  I stared back at Craig.  By now I was
fully hard and my towel was about to come undone.  Craig noticed.  I think
he was waiting for the terrycloth to hit the floor.  He came closer to me.

"How big is Ben anyways?  The way you were screaming, it had to be huge,"
Craig said.

"8.5 inches and thick as hell, I answered.  Craig got right in front of me
and ripped the towel away.  I stood naked and hard in front of him.  He
stroked my cock a few times.  I inhaled deeply.

"You're not so bad yourself, man," he noted.  I reached down and grabbed
his cock through those shorts.

"Neither are you," I offered.  We smiled.  Craig moved my hand so it was
down and inside his shorts.  He wasn't wearing any underwear.  I felt his
hard cock.  I pulled my hand out and unzipped him.  I was greeted by a
thick red pubic bush surrounding a pale 7.5 inch cock.  It looked tasty as
hell.  I lead him into my bedroom by that dick.

"I bet you haven't changed the sheets yet," he ventured.  My grin gave him
his answer.

I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a smooth toned chest.  He had a
little red treasure trail leading down to that bush.  He got on the bed.  I
knew he could smell yesterday's cum on the sheets. I had rolled around in
them all last night.  I got on top of Craig and started kissing him.  My
tongue went into his mouth.  He tasted like peppermint candy.  We played
around for a bit, humping against each other.  He got the upper hand and
got on top of me, straddled my chest.  His cock was inches above my mouth.
I stuck my tongue out, trying to lick the shaft.  Craig teased me, moving
his dick just out of reach.

"You want my cock, eh?  Did you suck Ben too" he inquired.  I nodded
enthusiastically.  I grabbed his dick and stuck it in my mouth.  Craig
moaned above me.  I proceeded to give him a good sloppy blow job.  Bathing
his cock in my spit.  After a while, he decided he wanted to be back in
control so he pushed my head back and started in on me.  Fucking my face
with quick thrusts.  I gagged a few times when he went deep.  My nose
landed in his bush several times.  Damn, redheads are hot.  At one point,
he got close and pulled out of my mouth.

"I want that load," I said reaching for him again.

"Not yet.  I want to fuck you," he told me.  He flipped me over on my
stomach and got on top of me.  "Is this how Ben did it?" he breathed into
my ear. Good guess, neighbor.

"Yeah.  He pounded me like this.  You heard the rest," I confirmed.

"Hmm.  I prefer you on your hands and knees," Craig said.  He got off me
and pulled me up into a doggy position. Fuck yes!  I showed him where the
condoms and lube were.  Before I knew, his dick was at my backdoor.  Right
has he was about to enter I turned and looked at him over my shoulder.

"You gonna fuck me better than Ben?" I teased. Craig's green eyes flashed
at my challenge.  He answered by plunging all the way into my ass in one
swift motion, knocking the wind out of me.  I let out a moan.  Fuck!!!

"Ben just loosened you up for me," he teased back.  With that he started in
on me.  I didn't have anytime to adjust.  That redheaded fucker was wailing
on my ass.  He held onto my hips and rabbit fucked me.  Punching my hole
with his cock.  I fought to stay on my hands and knees.  Every thrust
threatened to push me head first into the pillows.  I think that was
Craig's plan anyways.  Finally, I couldn't hold on anymore and I was face
down, ass up.  That victory didn't stop him.  He continued to give it to me
hard. Sawing in and out of my ass.  I was grunting, enjoying every fucking
minute.  I liked his wild style.  There was no playing around.  He wanted
to fuck me like the little bitch I was becoming.  He was definitely trying
to top the action he heard on the other side of the wall.  In some ways he
was succeeding.  It wasn't long before he was announcing his orgasm.

"You're getting me close," he growled.

"Cum on me," I urged.  Craig pulled out and ripped the condom off.  I
looked back and saw him furiously stroking his cock.  I wanted him to shoot
on my back and he granted my wish seconds later.

"Oh, fuck," he shouted.  A long stream of cum shot out and landed in the
middle of my back, scorching my skin.  Three more shots joined it.  Craig
sat back on his haunches gasping and shaking.  I felt his cum dripping down
my back.  Some landed next to me on the sheets.  I wanted to add to it.  I
started to jack off.  Craig helped by sticking his thick middle finger up
my ass.  The moment he reached my prostrate (for the 77th time that
morning) I shot off.  Practically, screaming as the orgasm overtook me.  I
landed face down in heap on the bed.  Craig landed on my back.

"So how was that?" he whispered in my ear.  I grinned.

"I'll say it.  You're better than Ben," I said.  That wasn't exactly the
truth, but what else could you say to a naked guy laying on your back.  I
closed my eyes.  All this fucking was wearing me out.

"Yeah, Mike said the same thing," Craig mentioned casually.  My eyes shot
open.  WTF?!


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