Date: Sun, 2 Oct 2005 02:27:05 EDT
From: Colcalverley@aol.com
Subject: Love Thy Neighbor

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LOVE THY NEIGHBOR

Bobby had always been a cute little kid.  Always short for his age, quite
chunky but certainly NOT fat.  The proverbial rosy cheeks, ready smile and
he always, ALWAYS wore a cute little cap.

When I moved into my house he was hardly more than a toddler but he took to
me straight away and would run to me in the street with his arms raised to
be picked up for a cuddle.

Over the next few years I baby-sat for Robert and Rosie a few times when
Robert (a chauffeur)had an evening or night engagement and Rosie, (a silver
service waitress) was engaged on a function of some sort, and I remember
thinking to myself that one day Bobby would grow old enough to become
`interesting' to me.  Sure I bathed him and his sister Hannah and put them
to bed, but he really was just a little kid.

You see, I'm a gay man and my secret passion is for teenage boys.  I have
affairs with men of my own advanced age, but teenagers really turn me on.
However I make a point of only having sex with total mutual agreement and
my partner must understand exactly what is going to happen, therefore they
have to be of a `reasonable' age and Bobby, in those days, was far too
young for me.

When Bobby reached the age of about 11 he suddenly shot up in height and,
unfortunately, lost all his cuteness.  He had his hair cut very short,
stopped wearing his trade-mark cap and became ultra skinny.  His face
became weasel-like and he started going around with the most
appalling-looking girls.  I rather think that the ugliest kids on the
planet had got together and attached themselves to him.

This continued for a while until he left school (at sixteen) and got a job
as a labourer on a building site.  His skinny frame suddenly started to
fill out and he began to look quite muscular.  Also the weasel-like teeth
seemed to straighten themselves out and he actually started to look cute
again.  My interest in him started afresh last summer when he went about
bare-chested and in quite skimpy shorts with, I think, nothing underneath
leaving little to the imagination.

He bought a motor scooter and palled up with another lad, Vernon, who had a
similar vehicle.  The two boys seemed to be inseparable and often the two
scooters would be parked outside Bobby's house overnight. Now I know the
house well as it is identical to my own and I had been there often to
baby-sit.  I therefore knew that Bobby had the smallest bedroom (and
believe me, it was SMALL), and I imagined that if Vernon stayed overnight
he must be sleeping in a single bed with Bobby.  Hmmmm – food for thought.

I was sitting in the back garden with my newspaper one summer morning and
could hear voices coming from Bobby's bedroom window.  `They won't be home
for at least a couple of hours' I heard Bobby say, `put some music on
Vern'.

The music started and was quite loud, but not as loud as it had been in the
past when I had hammered on the front door and told him to turn it down.

I was sitting immediately outside the patio doors and could not be seen
from above unless someone leaned right out of the window and looked
straight down, so the boys were unaware of my presence.  I heard laughter
and then I heard Vernon say `Careful, Bobby, haven't you got any Vaseline?'

Needless to say, my ears pricked up and all attention to my newspaper was
dropped.

`Here we go' I heard Bobby say, then `Ahhhhh' from Vernon as, I imagine,
Bobby slipped inside him.

`Oh yes, that feels great' said Vernon and I could hear a few grunts and
ooohs and aaahs.

I put down my newspaper and went through to the front of the house, out of
my front door and started to knock loudly on Bobby's front door.

After about half a minute Bobby came to the door with a towel wrapped
around his waist with a rather obvious tent in the front.

`Hi Bobby' I said `you have two choices, you can either let me in and we'll
all crowd into your bedroom or the pair of you can come into my house and
we can be much more comfortable in my bed.'

`What on earth do you mean?' said bobby

`Don't play the innocent with me' I said `I know you've been shagging
Vernon, I was sitting in the garden and heard every word.  Now I'm sure you
don't want me to tell your mum and dad, so which is it to be?'

`Shit, you can't tell them about it!!' he said.  `We'll be there in a
minute.'

I went back to my house and left the front door open.  Two minutes later
Bobby and Vern arrived wearing just their shorts and looking very sheepish.
`Now' I said `Play ball with me and I won't tell your parents what's been
going on and I'm sure you'll both keep quiet about it as well.'  They both
nodded as I motioned for them to follow me upstairs.  Once in the bedroom
the two boys seemed to be extremely shy and looked very awkward indeed.  I
pulled off my tee shirt and lowered my shorts, stepped out of them and
kicked them into the corner and stood there naked.  I pulled the two boys
to me and slipped a hand into each of their waist bands and pulled their
shorts down.

Bobby's cock was nothing like I remembered, of course; it was now about 4
inches soft and his pubic hair formed a perfect triangle above the base.
Vernon, who I had never seen naked before, was already hard and about 7
inches with very little pubic hair.  I took them both by the hand and
pulled them to the bed, and then I slipped a hand behind each of them and
felt their little bubble-buts.  Bobby started to stiffen up and his cock
pulsed with every heartbeat getting longer and thicker all the time.  It
was no wonder Vernon had asked him to use Vaseline, by the time he had
reached a full erection he was almost 9 inches in length and as thick as a
small fist.

`My, my Bobby' I said `You've changed a bit since I used to bathe you and
put you to bed!' I said.

This seemed to break the ice and we all laughed.  I sat in the rocking
chair by the bed and told the two boys to carry on where they had left off
next-door.  They stepped out of their shorts and threw them on top of mine
and lay on the bed in each others arms.  I took some KY from my bedside
cabinet and handed it to Bobby who started to lubricate his cock and
Vernon's arse.  Bobby got off the bed and pulled Vernon by his feet so that
his arse was at the bottom of the bed.  He lifted Vernon's feet, which were
exceptionally small and white, over his shoulders and started to push
against Vernon's arse with his cock.  The head slipped in quite easily and
immediately this brought a smile to Vern's face.  Bobby pushed in slowly
until his whole length was inside Vernon.  I could see from the expression
of Vern's face that this was a little uncomfortable for him, but as soon as
Bobby started to pull out again and get his rocking motion going, Vern
started to moan with ecstasy.  I got up and closed the bedroom window just
in case anybody else was eavesdropping in their garden as Bobby also
started to moan.

This was a real turn-on for me, these two young boys making love on my bed.
Bobby bent down and kissed Vernon's nipples and they immediately sprang to
attention, standing up like a couple of thimbles.  I have never seen such
large nipples on a man.  Vernon's breathing started to become rather
erratic and I knew that he would soon be going over the top.  Bobby seemed
to be pacing himself so I decided to try getting him off at the same time.
I knelt behind him and spread his cheeks with my hands and went in with my
tongue.  His arse was very smooth with hardly a hair in evidence.  I
started flicking my tongue against his little hole and he started to moan
louder as his knees started to tremble a little.  I ran my hands around to
the front of his slim but muscular body and found his nipples, which I
played with until they were hard.  They were not nearly as responsive as
Vern's but stood out nonetheless.

As I continued rimming him Bobby's breath became more and more erratic and
he was trying to clench his cheeks together as part of his strategy to
delay his orgasm.  I prised them apart and inserted one finger and slowly
pushed it all the way in.  `Ah, yes' said Bobby and relaxed his muscles
again.  His increasing moans proved that he was about to cum and this
seemed to trigger Vernon's own orgasm and as soon as Bobby had finished
pumping his seed into Vern's arse, so Vern shot his load all over his and
Bobby's stomachs and his own pubes.  Vern lay on his back as Bobby and I
licked his cum from his body, then Vern and I licked Vern's cum from
Bobby's body and Bobby's cum from his cock.  I think of the two Vernon's
was the sweeter and Bobby's was distinctly salty.

`How long have you two been having sex?' I asked them.

`Well,' said Bobby `we started double dating with girls and then when we
both realised that neither of us were really interested in girls we started
wanking together, then we really got things together about 9 months ago.'

`Now that Bobby's working' said Vern `and I'm trying to get a job as well,
we're trying to get a flat together and then we don't have to keep dodging
our parents all the time.'

`Well,' I said `If you ever need a place you can always come here, as long
as you let me get in on the act' I said, taking one dick in each hand and
starting the ball rolling again.  Booby took hold of my cock and started
getting me hard again.  Vernon stood and started rubbing the KY on his arse
and then on to my cock.  I realised immediately where things were going, so
it was no surprise when he straddled me and as he looked lustfully into my
eyes he lowered himself on to my now steel-hard cock.  As he pushed down I
felt my cock head slip inside him and he winced with a little pain, but he
soon lowered himself fully and sat on me with his full weight.  I could
feel my cock pushing into his inner flesh and knew that he was completely
full.  His eyes grew big as he slowly started to raise and lower himself on
my cock.  Bobby, determined not to be left out, placed himself between
Vernon and me, with his cock pointing directly at my mouth.  What else
could I do, but take that gorgeous cock and lick it gently all the way up
and down and then as I took it in my mouth Bobby gave a moan of pleasure.

Vernon, seeing Bobby's arse in his face, started to lick Bobby's crack
which elicited even more moans from Bobby.  Vernon then pushed a finger up
into Bobby's hole and immediately found his prostate.  Bobby jumped and I
tasted his precum for the first time.  I could feel myself starting to lose
control of my cock muscles and I knew I was about to cum inside Vernon.  A
few seconds later Bobby emptied his lovely boy juice into my mouth, which
was the final straw that sent me over the edge and I filled Vernon's tunnel
of love with my own precious seed.

`Wow' said Bobby `I didn't realise a threesome could be such fun'

`Nor me' said Vern `It certainly adds variety.'  We lay hugging one another
for a while and as our bodies recovered I could feel Vernon's cock getting
hard against my arse.

`Come on, Jim' he said `It's only fair that I should get to fuck you now.'
And this was the pattern for the rest of the day.  We carried on until
everybody had sucked, fucked, fingered, rimmed and wanked the other two.

By the end of the session we were all absolutely exhausted and each of the
boys phoned their parents to say they would not be home and after an hour
or two's sleep we started all over again.

Ever since then, we have had our threesomes on a regular basis, and if ever
Vernon comes to call for Bobby and he's not there, he comes into me until
bobby arrives and we normally manage to find `some way to pass the time!'

Also, if Bobby is at a loose end he also pops in to see me and we usually
find `something that will interest us both'.

They say that two's company, three's a crowd, but in our case it should be
`two's company, three's even better!


The Colonel

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