Date: Wed, 03 Apr 2002 22:04:55 -0600
From: Randy Clawson <clawson@swbell.net>
Subject: In The Bins

I was going down to get my laundry in the basement of the three story
apartment building when I saw the two teenage boys walking up the stairs
and giving each other high fives, and I wondered what that was all about.

A few seconds later I saw John, about a 35 year-old man who lived in the
apartment buiding next to mine walk out of the storage bin area next to
where I was doing the laundry, and I said, "Hey John, what are you doing
over here in this buidling?"

John said, "Oh, I thought I saw a bright light down here, like a fire or
something, so I thought I would check it out."

I said, "Well did you put it out?", and he responded, "No, just a false
alarm."

I said, "Take care".

The apartment complex we live in has about 4 main areas of the same layout.
About 20 or so apartment buildings all identical, built around a common
area of a dumpster, and playground area which includes swings and a lighted
basketball court.

All the basements have the laundry area, a furnace, then a separate storage
area called "the bins" where you have an area to store some stuff that
won't fit in your apartment. Each bin is about 10 foot by 10 foot. The
bins are simply wire-meshed cages and the owners put their own padlock on
the entrances. You can see through them however.

I did not think much of it at the time, but since I had been living there a
couple of years I knew all the kids in the neighborhood and those who
played basketball on the lighted court. It was really a half-court lighted
deal at night, since there was only one light then and all the kids played
half-court , but I was used to seeing the same eight boys play.

Four were white, two hispanic, and two black. The two I saw coming out of
the bin area were Bill and Sam, both white. The other six players were Joe
and William, both black, Antonio and Jose, both hispanic, and Phill and
Stewart, two more white guys.

Like I said, I was so used to seeing these eight boys play basketball over
the last two years I simply expected to see a four-on-four situation when I
got home from work, and all night long until they went home.

The next night after my encounter with John, and Bill and Sam, I happened
to be looking out my window when I saw two of the eight players come into
my apartment building. This time it was Antonio and Jose, and I wondered
why they would come into the building when they lived four buildings away.
The other players started a three-on-three game.

Bill and Sam lived in my building, Bill, who is 15 on the second floor, and
Sam, who is 16 on the third floor. But to see two teenagers come into the
building who did not live there made me wonder what was going on. My
apartment faces the basketball court, and I simply happened to be looking
out the window when the two guys left the court and entered my building.

The other six players kept playing three-on-three for awhile. I was half
reading and half spying I guess when about 20 minutes had passed and I saw
Antonio and Jose return to the court and another two boys, Joe and William,
come into my building. Once again, neither of these two lived here so my
curiosity increased.

This rotation of all the boys continued until all eight had come into and
left my building. As the eight boys finished out their basketball night
with one last four-on-four game I could not help but notice John again walk
out of my building and head towards his own apartment building. What was he
doing here again?

I got to think about this situation and decided I would hide out in my own
bin in the storage area and see if I could find out what was going on. I
arrived about 20 minutes before the game was going to begin the next day
and crouched behind an old dresser and chest of drawers I had in my bin,
which was just adjacent to Bill's family bin.

I had been in there about 10 minutes when John arrived and opened Bill's
combination lock and hid himself between three bookcases that had been
formed into a three-sided box to block front and side views. However, from
my bin I could partially see him crouched down as well. I almost said
something but I sort of felt silly hiding there myself so I just waited.

I did not have long to wait when I saw Joe walk straight to Bill's bin and
open the door. The padlock had been left ajar by John so Joe just
rearranged it so it looked locked than walked around the three-sided
bookcase arrangement to where John was waiting.

"Ready for you nightly, feeding?" asked Joe as he pulled down his shorts
and exposed his semi-rigid cock to John's face. Without saying a word John
wraped his lips around the boys cock and started slowly bobbing his head on
the meat.

"Ya! That's it.." said Joe, continuing "use your tongue underneath it while
you suck. Speed it up a little now....that's it."

John's head began to bob a little faster and I could not help but notice
Joe had thickened considerably and his length seemed about 7 inches. As his
momentum increased I heard him asked John if he wanted to feel the hot
thick heat slide down his throat and into his belly.

For the first time I heard John make a sound, if you could call it a sound,
since his whole mouth and throat were full of hard boy cock as he utterred
a muffled "Ummmmhummm".  Shortly after that, I heard Joe announce his
climax and watched him grab the back of John's head with both hands and
bury his balls against John's lips and just hold him tight.

John started making involuntary gurgling sounds as the cum clogged his
breathing as it was being forced down his tube. Joe continued to hold tight
while his whole body jerked with each spurt and he encourage John by
saying, "That's it cocksucker, let it work it's way out and down, and don't
stop until it all goes down. I want to see a clean cock without cum on it
or in your mouth when I come out." Another couple of minutes passed before
Joe released his grip on John's head, then slowly withdrew his softening
cock from the man's mouth.

From what I could see you could not tell the boy had come at all, as his
prick looked wet but clean. He asked John to open his mouth so he could
inspect it, and John complied. The boy was satisfied John had completed the
task correctly and patted him on the side of his cheek and said as he
departed, "More tomorrow, friend."

As soon as Joe had left William entered as Joe had done and without saying
a word sled his shorts down. As before, John opened his mouth an accepted
the boy cock. I could see right away that William was an inch longer than
Joe and slightly thicker. He simply face fucked John in long slow strokes,
never hurrying or slowing, in a steady beat. Unlike Joe too, he was quiet
and did not talk to John, until he started spurting his semen into John's
mouth.

It quickly became apparent that John knew exactly what the boy wanted next
as a large white thick O-ring of cum formed between John's lips, the base
of the boy's cock, and his balls.  Unlike Joe, William did not want John to
swallow his first load but to save it for what was about to happen next.
William began to very quickly face fuck John and the O-ring would shrink
around John's lips as he approached the head of the boy's penis, then
gather and thicken more and more at the base and balls. The noise was quite
audible as the juice was plentiful and the rythym quick and hard. Within a
couple minutes of this the boy cried out with his second load spewing into
John's mouth. William used his first load to heighten the explosion of his
second. John was now allowed to clean the boy off thoroughly and swallow
the thick load formed from the friction of the second cocksucking.

William's shorts went up and out he went to be replaced by all the other
boys in-turn, one at a time. Each had their own peculiar way of wanting
their dick sucked. Bill wanted John to talk to his cock a little before he
sucked it off then to thank it by kissing it at the end. Sam had John spend
a lot of time twirling his large balls in his mouth before allowing John to
receive his load. Both Antonio and Jose spoke Spanish to John while John
sucked on them. Antonio would press his piss hole open and have John use
the tip of his tongue to ream it before allowing his shaft to plunge down
John's throat for his climax. Phill would practically jack-off into John's
mouth and Stewart would have John cup his balls with his left hand while
jacking the base of his cock with his right hand. As he approached his
climax he would tell John to "Cap it", "Cap it", and John would then suck
the end hard and receive his reward.

I also learned how they avoided the tenants coming down to the bin area
from finding out what was really going on. They worked in pairs, with one
boy holding a cigarrette by the door entering the bins. When someone came
down to get into their bins they had a signal system. This happened when
Bill was getting his cock sucked and Sam was on watch. I first heard the
door close, which is the signal someone is coming, and then a distant, "you
should not be smoking down here", followed by a man who entered the bin
area and retrieved something from his bin. John and Bill ducked down and
waited, and I stayed where I was at, until the person left, then Sam
returned and whispered "clear", slightly opened the entrance door, then
John finished off Bill.

All these suckings consumed about 2 and a half hours. John left and locked
the bin, while I sat there pondering the evenings events and what I should
do next.

To be continued with "Source or Deposit" which expalins what the parents do
to John when they find out.