Date: Wed, 15 Apr 2009 13:16:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: Daniel Wolf <gayalphawolf@yahoo.com>
Subject: Helping the Neighbors' Boys

The following is a complete work of fiction and fantasy.  No resemblance to
actual events or persons, living or dead, is intended.  This story involves
sexual relations between an adult man and one or more underage boys.  If
this sort of story offends you or is illegal for you to read, please read
no further.  This story is not an endorsement of such a relationship in the
real world.  It is only intended for the world of fantasy as that's where
such relationships should be left.

	The Williams' had been friends of mine since I was in high school.
I was there at the birth of their two sons, Brandon and Michael.  Michael
was born when I was 18 and Brandon was born when I was 22, just after my
parents passed away and I inherited the house.

	So, I celebrated with them when I found out that Mrs. Williams was
pregnant again, and saddened when Mr. Williams was laid off from the
aircraft manufacturer when their government contract was expired and not
renewed.  Then they found out the new baby had Down's Syndrome and the
mother needed special care.  It was too much for them so they rented out
their house and decided to go live with Mrs. Williams' mom, at least until
the baby was born.  I was sad to see them go.

	About a month after they left I finally got a phone call from them.
It was Mr. Williams and I could tell he had something to ask me that he
wasn't comfortable asking.  Finally, he got around to it, "School starts
again in a couple weeks and the boys really want to go back to school with
their friends.  We don't have any other family in the area, except that we
think of you and your family as part of our family.  I was really hoping it
wouldn't be too much of an inconvenience for the boys to come stay with
you, at least for this school year since Michael should graduate early this
year and next year Brandon would be going to a new school for high school
anyway.  Listen, I don't have a lot, but we can send you some money to care
for the boys..."  I cut him off right there, "No, no.  I'd be glad to have
Mike and Bran here for the school year.  Don't worry about money, I'm doing
alright."  I was doing alright with my family's winery and had plenty of
money to help out.  So, after some arguing about him wanting to give me
money, it was decided and the boys came to stay with me that weekend.

	As I said, I was there at the birth of these boys.  I thought of
them as nephews.  I was gay and proud of it, but I wasn't into boys and
these boys were family for all intents and purposes.  So, I never expected
what would happen that third night they were there.

	Michael, now 16, came into my room in the middle of the night and
asked if he could sleep in my bed.  I wasn't sure that it was appropriate
since he was fully pubescent, but figured it'd be alright since he was
family and half-groggily agreed to it.  I hadn't been awake enough to think
about putting on pajamas, I sleep naked normally, nor did I immediately
realize that Michael was also naked.

	Sometime in my sleep, I felt the warm male body against me and
instinctively reached for his dick.  I had just ended a 5 year relationship
and was used to my ex-husband being in bed with me.  It swelled in my hands
quickly and I stroked it gently.  Michael woke up and without looking at me
said, "You can suck it if you want."  I still didn't immediately register
that it was Michael in bed with me, so I kissed his cheek and he rolled
over and placed his tongue in my mouth.

	Somewhere in the middle of making out with him, I realized it was
Michael and remembered him coming into my room earlier.  Part of me felt it
was wrong and wanted to stop, but my dick was doing my thinking and was
realizing what a young stud Michael was.  I wanted that dick in my mouth
and figured he said it was alright.

	I slid down and took the head of his erect young dick into my
mouth.  I licked around the base of his mushroom-shaped head and licked
into the slit.  I slipped my mouth further down his engorged member and he
let out a moaning sigh and thrust deep into my throat.  He quickly started
fucking my lips, while my tongue gingerly played around his shaft.  Being
so young, it wasn't long before he rewarded me with the full taste, smell
and feeling of his young cum pouring into my mouth.  He seemed to think I'd
want to pull off and tried to pull me off before he came saying, "I'm
cumming, you might wanna......stop."  Of course, I resisted being pulled
off and he realized it was alright and relaxed and let it flow.

	When I finished licking him clean I went to licking his nipples,
figuring he wouldn't want a kiss with his cum on my breath.  He proved me
wrong and pulled me up for a deep, loving kiss.  He held me strongly in his
arms, looked deep into my eyes and said, "I love you.  I've always loved
you.  I've dreamed about being with you since I first could
masturbate. Thank you for making me the happiest boy in the world."

	I was a bit stunned and not sure how to reply.  I finally said,
"Well, I enjoyed it too.  I'll be honest that I never thought of you in
that way, but I guess it's alright."  He smiled and sat silently for a
while looking at me and finally asked, "Do you think I can buttfuck you?"
I was about to answer when he interrupted with more questions, "Would you
be willing to fuck me in the butt?  Or at least let me suck your dick?"  I
wanted to fuck the boy really bad, but wasn't willing to do that yet.  I
was more interested in pleasuring him.  I also figured if I let him fuck
me, maybe he won't want to be fucked as bad as he wants to fuck, especially
after he was spent.  I definitely wanted Michael's dick inside of me and
was getting really turned on by the thought of him cumming in my ass.

	So, I said, "You can fuck me if you want."  I honestly wasn't sure
because my ex hardly ever liked to top, he was mostly a bottom, and it had
been a while since I had even been with him.  He hesitated and made sure he
understood what I said.  When I reassured him and allayed his fears about
hurting me by giving him instructions, he laid behind me and started
loosening my ass with his fingers and some baby oil.

	When he finally figured he had me loose enough, he pressed the head
of his dick against my asshole.  As I had instructed him, he waited for my
next move.  I pushed back against his dick to slide it in part of the way,
and he applied his own gentle pressure to encourage things along.  I felt
my ass stretching for this boy's dick like it hadn't for any man's dick
since I kicked the ex out a year ago.  Michael's dick filled me up and I
felt it hitting all the special spots deep inside of me.  He wasted no time
and started pumping his hips against me right away.  The feeling of his
engorged penis sliding in and out of me sent me to places of ecstasy that I
didn't know existed.  As with the blowjob earlier, it didn't take the boy
long to cum and I felt his member expanding and throbbing with each volley
of sperm he shot into me.  He kept fucking me after he stopped cumming and
fucked me really good and hard for another 20 minutes or so.  Finally, he
let out a weird grunt and I felt him drive his dick deep into me as his
final jets of fluid joined his earlier jism in my ass.  He kissed the back
of my neck and rolled over onto his back.

	The horniness of the boy fucking me for so long and the smell of
all his cum lingering in the air had me incredibly worked up.  I still
hadn't cum and was definitely ready to.  I rolled over and laid myself on
top of him, pressing out dicks together as I kissed him, only breaking the
kiss to keep saying, "Thank you."  He would occasionally respond, "No,
really, thank you."  At one point he said, "Now it's your turn to cum."

	I won't lie, there were no feelings of guilt at the moment and no
moment of hesitation.  My loins were doing the thinking and I wanted to
fuck that boy right then and there.  So, I lifted his legs and gave his ass
the same courtesy as he gave mine, stretching it with my fingers and the
baby oil.

	When 3 fingers played easily inside of him, I slipped them out,
looked him deep into the eyes, and slipped my dick slowly inside of him.
His eyes glazed over as I slid around inside of him and he let out a gasp
when I was fully in.  I asked if he was alright and he simply nodded.  I
fucked the 16 year old's ass gently and deeply.  He grunted with my
thrusts.  Because of my buildup all night, it wasn't long before the
feeling of his ass wrapping tightly around my dick was too much to hold
back anymore.  I let loose inside of the boy and held my dick deep inside
of him when my cum started gushing out like a geyser.  We ended with him
thanking me and me thanking him again and us falling asleep cuddled close
together.

	When Brandon was out playing with friends the next day, Michael and
I talked about what happened the night before.  At first I was dead against
anything happening again.  I was alright with the one time, but he was too
close to me and too young to do it again.  I'm not sure how he did it, but
somehow he must've changed my mind because I ended up sucking his dick
again before the conversation was over.

	After a few nights of Michael coming into my room and me realizing
that I was not only powerless to resist, but that a large part of me didn't
want to resist, I accepted that it was alright and we developed quite the
relationship.  For once, I had someone who was mostly a top too, as he only
liked to be fucked now and then, but loved the taste of cum and giving me a
blowjob.

	About 3 months later, Michael was given the opportunity to go to
France for 3 weeks to study the culture with his French class.  It was a
new cultural exchange program a French school had started and had invited
his class to participate.  I couldn't say no to him, so I put the money out
for the trip and made him promise not to tell his parents that I paid for
it.  He told them he got a scholarship to pay for it, as I didn't want them
to feel they owe me any more than they already felt.  He already knew not
to tell anyone about our sexual relationship.  Unfortunately, that'd mean
I'd be without Michael for 3 weeks and I realized I had been falling in
love with him deeply.  I could see in his eyes that he really didn't want
to leave me either, and I had to talk him out of canceling the trip 3
times.

	The first night he was gone everything was calm, but the second
night 12 year old Brandon came into my room and insisted that he needed to
sleep with me because it was scary with Michael not being home.  Even
though Michael never slept in the same room as Brandon, Michael was his
only connection to his family and I understood him missing his brother.  I
let him crawl into bed with me, and made sure this one was wearing pajamas
and that I at least slipped on some boxer underwear.  I didn't want to
mistake the naked young man for his brother in the middle of the night.

	I woke up around 11 p.m. and felt a small hand grasping my dick and
squeezing it, while the other hand played with my balls.  I quickly
realized it was Brandon and said, "What are you doing?"  He was startled
and quickly stopped and, almost crying, said, "I'm sorry.  Did I hurt you?
I just wanted to see what yours is like.  Please don't be mad at me."  I
realized the boy was just curious and said, "It's alright." then jokingly,
"next time you should ask first though."  I guess the 12 year old didn't
realize I was joking when I said that because he said with sincerity,
"Really?  Can I play with your wiener if I ask you first?"  I somehow
split-second reasoned that letting him play with it wouldn't be too bad and
decided to let him do it.  I shrugged and said, "I guess so, if you really
want to.  Just, do you know what sperm is?"  He knew and so I was
comfortable that he wouldn't be surprised if I should happen to blow my wad
while he's giving it attention.

	He played with it for a while, mostly waggling it back and forth in
his hand.  He figured out that if he spit on his palm and rubbed it against
my dick that he'd make me shiver and he got great joy out of that.  Of
course, so did I.  I forgot all about the fact that the boy who was playing
with my dick was just a boy and a young boy at that.  The fact of his age
didn't even occur to me when he surprised me by placing his warm mouth over
the head of my dick and sliding as much of it into his mouth as he could.
I did, however, realize it when I was about to cum in his mouth and tried
to stop him.  He was persistent about holding his mouth over my dick and
wouldn't let me pull him off, and of course I had to be gentle with a boy's
teeth that close to my pecker.  Finally, I couldn't hold it in anymore, and
I grudgingly let it out, causing my man-sperm to flood the 12 year old boys
mouth.  He surprised me by not gagging much and actually trying to swallow
it all.  He even licked my dick clean when I was done cumming.  We both
quickly fell asleep, him with his head on my chest.

	The next morning I got the nerve to have a talk with him.  We sat
across from one another on the floor where he was playing video games.  I
had to make sure that the sex with him was a one-time thing.  I also made
sure he understood that he wasn't bad for doing it and he wasn't in trouble
for it, just that it's not right for an adult and a boy to be doing these
things.  I thought he was getting the message until he said, "I can cum
too, wanna see?"

	His question was purely rhetorical, as the boy proceeded to stand
up and drop his drawers and start masturbating in front of me.  I told him
to pull his pants up and tried to grab them to pull them up myself.  When I
did that, he fell forward and his stiff little 12 year old dick was against
my tightly closed lips.  He said, "kiss it please."  I didn't want to
respond, knowing it would open my lips.

	I pulled back a bit and opened my mouth to talk, but I guess he
thought I was going to suck his dick so he thrust forward and his little
pecker entered my mouth.  I grabbed for his ass as a means of holding on to
him to pull him off of me, but it sent a wave of shivers through him and
caused him to collapse full weight against me.  I fell back onto the floor
and he started fucking my lips.  The smell of the boy's heat and horniness
was getting to me and I fell into the rhythm of just enjoying it.  He
fucked my mouth with his little 2 or 3 inch 12 year old boy dick for a good
10 minutes before he finally had what was almost a dry orgasm as he shot 3
small jets of cum onto my tongue.

	At this point I was so horny and worked up that it was in for a
penny, in for a pound.  I quickly turned the boy over and started kissing
him deeply as I rubbed my dick against his thighs.  Figuring my adult
weight would be too much for the boy, I rolled us both over so that he was
on top of me while we kissed and I continued to fuck his thighs.  He
occasionally fingered his own asshole as we kissed and rubbed each other.
He grabbed some lotion from the coffee table to help his fingers slip
around in his ass more easily. He positioned himself so that my dick was
riding up and down his ass-crack and I almost went over the edge, but
pulled him up for a minute so I wouldn't cum on his back.  I figured I'd
grab a sock to finish myself when we were done.  When I went to lower the
boy back down, however, he thought I wanted to buttfuck him and he made
sure that as he went down, his asshole gripped onto my dick.  I felt the
warm, tightness of Brandon's 12 year old boy butt as he somehow was able to
sit fully down on my dick.

	Though I wasn't intending to fuck the boy before, I was certainly
going to finish now that it started.  I lifted him up gently and held him
into place as I gently fucked into the little boy's tight, tiny little ass.
Since I had already been close before, it wasn't long at all before the
hotness of Brandon's 12 year old ass was enough to send my jism pouring out
of my dick inside of him.

	I felt really guilty after we were done because he was only 12.  I
was also feeling a little guilty about cheating on Michael with his
brother, but I couldn't tell his brother that.  I found I had no impulse
control after first having the boy's ass and it only hurt him a little the
first few times.  Every time the boy wanted it, he knew he just had to drop
his drawers and start masturbating in front of me, or just rub his ass
against my crotch.  I ended up fucking the boy probably a half dozen times
before his brother returned and had let him suck me off at least twice that
many times.  Of course, I sucked him off even more often than that as he
was a little horn-puppy.  Just before Michael returned Brandon said he
understood that Michael couldn't know about this and that he'd have to keep
it on the down low around him.

	The first night Michael was back, I was so glad to see him.  I was
also glad to have his dick back inside my ass that first night.  I had been
missing him, and his hot fucking.  Michael had cum in me once already and
was building up to the second time when Brandon walked into my room.  He
didn't know that Michael had been sleeping in my room, so I guess he
figured he could sneak in for some hot play while his brother slept in
another room.  Since Michael was fucking me from behind, neither of us
noticed when he came in.  Michael let out a grunt and shot his last load
into me.  As he rolled off, we both turned and saw Brandon's big wide eyes
staring at us incredulously.  He was silent until one of us spoke.

	"Brandon, what are you doing in here!" Michael shouted at him.
"Mikey!  What are you doing!  That's MY GAME!"  Michael wasn't sure what
Brandon was talking about.  Somehow, the story came out and at first
Michael was furious.  After talking with him for a while he calmed down and
accepted that at least it was his brother and he wasn't losing me to
anyone.  He came to terms with it enough that he watched as I fucked his 12
year old brother in the ass and got so turned on by it that he immediately
had to fuck me again afterward.  We spent the whole night fucking and
sucking, though always me with one of them, never them together.  That was,
and still is, just too creepy and too far for them.  I'm fine with that as
I'd rather have both of them to myself anyway.

	The school year continued with both boys in my king sized bed with
me every night and sex with one or both of them a couple times a day.
Brandon wasn't large enough to fuck anyone, but he loved me fucking him and
sucking him off.  Of course, Michael staid pretty much a top and went
almost exclusively top after he figured I have Brandon to fuck if I want a
bottom.  The boys went to be with their parents for the summer, but came
back early as their father got another job in the area and they moved back
into the house next door.  The boys still come over just about every day
for some fun play and we keep it just between us.

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