Date: Sun, 20 Jun 2010 19:45:51 -0300
From: Matt Swimmers <subboyns@gmail.com>
Subject: Neighbour's Plight Part 2

	As always, send any comments/questions/complaints/typos/dirty
photos to subboyns@gmail.com. I love to hear from you guys, it makes
writing these all worthwhile. :)
	The usual disclaimers apply, if you're not old enough to be reading
this, or if consensual sex between two guys offends you, please don't read
on! There's some rough stuff, bondage and watersports in here, so if you're
not into that, don't read on! Also, the sex in this story isn't safe sex,
because fictional characters can't get diseases. But you can, so always
play safe!


	I was afraid I was making too much noise as I stepped into his
room, but Greg remained asleep. Even when I slid down beside him on the
bed, he stirred but stayed asleep. I ran my hand down his smooth back, down
to his gorgeous ass in his silk boxers. They were the same ones I'd seen on
his bed the day before, black with red metallic lip prints on them. He
stirred a little more as I ran my hands over his muscular cheeks.
	"Good morning son." I whispered in his ear, my rubbing turning into
gropes now. Fuck he had a nice ass.
	He groaned a little and bucked his hips, letting me get a better
grip on his ass. He moaned a little as my hands reached around, finding his
cock already hard as a rock. Good old teenagers and their morning wood.
	"Oh Julie..." He moaned a little as I rubbed his silky package. So
he was thinking of his girlfriend. I didn't care. He'd realize what was
going on soon enough. I kissed his neck, and nibbled on it a little. I saw
his eyes start to flutter open.
	"Morning son." I said again. He rolled over, and his eyes opened
wide.
	"Oh my fuck!" He cried, trying to jump away. I held his arms
though, and rolled him over onto his back, climbing on top of him. My stiff
cock rubbed up against his.
	"Now is that any way to greet your daddy?" I smiled down at him,
pinned under me.
	"How the fuck did you get in here?"
	"Your mom gave me a key. Thought it might do you some good to get
up and do an honest days work." I laughed. "And I told you yesterday I
wanted to see these cute little boxers of yours."
	"You said you didn't want me until this afternoon." He said,
sounding more and more defeated.
	"I changed my mind son." I leaned down and whispered in his ear,
licking his neck as I did. He groaned a little as I did that.
	"You can't keep doing this." He protested. "If this is supposed to
be a job I should have a set schedule."
	I laughed. "Just this once. I promise." I moved my face over and
kissed him quickly on the lips, then gave his nipples a twist with my
hands. He winced a little but didn't try to push me off. I wasn't sure if
I'd keep my promise or not.
	"Now your real training is going to start today son." I said,
giving his nipples another twist. "Daddy was pretty easy on you
yesterday. And I don't like being cursed at." I gave his left nipple a
harder twist, making him cry out.
	"I'm sorry." He said through gritted teeth. I twisted again, harder
this time. "Ow fuck!" He cried out. I twisted his other nipple this time,
harder still.
	"That's not what I want to hear bitch." I grunted at him.
	"I'm sorry daddy." He whimpered.
	"Too late boy, I think you need to be properly disciplined." I got
up off of him and pulled him off the bed by his arm. I sat back down, with
him standing in front of me. His boxers were still tented up. I reached up
and stroked his stiff pole.
	"Now lay down across my knee." I ordered him.
	"You're not going to spank me?" He asked. I was on my feet and had
a handful of hair in a second. He cried out with the pain as I jerked his
head back.
	"Now listen up cunt." I grabbed his nuts with my free hand and gave
them a squeeze. "When you get a fucking order you obey it, understood?" I
squeezed his sack again for emphasis. "Understood boy!?"
	"Yes daddy!" He cried, his eyes watering. "I'm so sorry! Please let
me go!"
	"I think you deserve a bit more than a spanking now." I said,
yanking his boxers down. He was now naked in front of me, my hand still in
his hair. I led him over to his laundry hamper and pulled his cut offs that
he was wearing yesterday out.
	"Put these on."
	"Yes sir." He climbed into the shorts, his dick only half hard now.
       "Go wait by the front door for me." I barked. He marched down the
stairs as I stepped out of my boxers. I grabbed the ones I'd taken off of
him from the floor and stepped into them. They were a little tight on me,
but I could fit. I admired the way my stiff prick tented them out, and felt
how they were still a little damp from his cock. I stepped into my own
shorts and shirt, then went down to meet Greg, who was looking chastened by
the front door.
       "We're going to my place." I said simply, heading outside. Greg
followed me, nervously looking around. The street was empty now sadly. I
was hoping someone would see him in just his cut offs following me like a
sad puppy. I locked up behind us and we went to my front door. "The second
we're inside I want those shorts on the fucking floor, got it bitch?" I
whispered as I unlocked my door.
       "Yes daddy." He said, eyes still glued to the ground.
       We went inside and I turned around to lock the door. When I turned
back around, Greg was already stepping out of his shorts. He stood there
naked and I pushed him up against the wall.
       "I really am sorry daddy." He said, looking me in the eyes for the
first time since I'd woken him up.
       "Are you sorry because you are actually sorry, or are you just
afraid of what's going to happen to you now?" I asked.
       "I'm actually sorry daddy." He said. He was telling the truth as far
as I could tell.
       "You're still getting punished."
       "I know."
       "Get your ass upstairs to my bedroom. I'll be up in a few minutes."
I said, giving his ass a hard slap as he turned to go up the stairs.  I
went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water while I waited. I could
have followed him up there immediately, but I wanted to make him sweat a
bit more.
       I eventually went upstairs and found him sitting on my bed.
       "Stand up boy." He stood, and I led him over to the wall. "Face the
wall." I said, turning him around. "Hands on the wall, legs spread." He got
in the position, his furry ass poking out a little as I positioned him
properly.
       I gave him a few light spanks at first, watching as he flinched
every time. I gave him a few harder ones, seeing him shudder and try to not
cry out. I rubbed his ass a little as it started to turn pink, then gave
him a few more light taps.
       "Your dad ever spank you?" I asked with another slap.
       "When I was younger." He said, his voice quavering.
       "Naked?"
       "No, in my briefs."
       "What a shame. Nothing like spanking a naked, naughty little cunt."
I said, slapping his cheeks harder still. "Especially when he knows he's
been a nasty little bitch, right?"
       "Yes sir."
       "Tell me faggot." Another slap. Then another. "Tell me what you
are."
       "I'm your nasty bitch daddy."
       "Why are you being punished?"
       "Because I cursed at you. And disobeyed orders." Another few more
rough slaps. His ass was definitely red now. A tear streaked down his cheek
as he closed his eyes against the pain. I slapped him a few more times,
then peeled my shirt off.
       "Precisely boy. When you displease your daddy, you get punished."
       "I'm sorry sir." He said, his voice jumping at the end as I slapped
his ass again. I came up behind him and grabbed his hair again, jerking his
face back towards me.
       "Stay in position boy." I cautioned as his body jerked a little. I
kissed him, my tongue diving deeply into his mouth. We kissed like that for
almost a minute, our tongues wrestling, spit dribbling down his chin. I
released his hair and gave his ass another hard slap.
       "Ow!" He winced, but maintained his position. I rubbed his ass,
feeling the heat coming off of it from my spanking.
       "So what kind of underwear did your dad wear?"  I whispered in his
ear.
       "He always wore boxers, usually silk." Greg admitted with a blush.
       "Oh?"
       "Yeah, I started wearing them to bed because I always saw him doing
it." He braced himself as he saw my arm flying up, and I brought it down
hard across his ass.
       "That's hot boy."
       "I thought you might think that." He said sullenly. I spanked him
again, a barrage of light taps this time, but his ass was tender enough by
now I knew they stung.
       "Time to find you something to wear boy." I said, finally pulling
him off of the wall and pushing him down to his knees. I walked over to my
drawers, going to the bottom one. "I keep a lot of nice stuff here for some
of the other faggots that come over to worship my cock. Maybe I'll invite
one of them over later, you two can play together." I said, watching the
nervous flicker through his eyes. It was one thing for him to be my private
plaything, but the thought of another person here to see it was sending him
over the edge.
       "Here we go, just what I wanted." I pulled out a pair of black lace
panties. I tossed them on the floor in front of Greg and sat down on my
bed. "Go ahead boy, you're the one who likes lingerie so much. Put them
on."
       He stood up and with as much pride as he could muster, stepped into
the panties. They looked fantastic on him, his cock and balls plainly
visible through the lace material.
       "Turn around son." I ordered him. He did a quick turn for me, enough
to see that most of the back of them disappeared between his (still
reddened) ass cheeks. "Wow, they almost fit you like a thong in the back."
I smiled, reaching out and giving his ass another light slap.
       "Thank you daddy." He said.
       "What do you think of these?" I asked, standing up and dropping my
shorts. He saw his own boxers come into view, and looked up at me.
       "Are those mine?"
       "Of course son. They were still warm when I put them on. And a
little damp from your leaking in them while I fondled you." They were
pretty tight on me, especially since I was hard as a rock. I ran my hand
over my bulge. "Ever taste your own boxers?"
       "No I haven't." He mumbled.
       I spread my legs. "On your knees faggot, now you get the chance." He
knelt down in front of me and brought his face to my crotch. "Lick it." I
ordered him as he moved closer. He stuck his tongue out gingerly and traced
up and down my cock through the boxers. I sighed and leaned my head back,
loving the warm, wet sensation of his mouth on my crotch.
       "Fuck baby, yeah, get them wet." I moaned, running my hands through
his hair. After a few minutes they were soaked, so I undid the button
keeping my cock contained and let it spring out. "There's your reward son,
you get to suck daddy's cock."
       "Thank you sir." He said, and opened up his mouth. Fuck, I'd
forgotten how good that kid could suck a cock. One of his hands was on my
shaft, jacking me off as his tongue swirled around my head. The other hand
played with my balls that were also sticking out of the fly in his
boxers. I leaned back and enjoyed the suckjob, but kept a hand in his hair
to let him know I was still in control.
       "Daddy loves fucking your mouth boy." I said, standing up. I grabbed
him by the sides of his head and started to thrust, literally fucking his
throat now. He gagged a little but took it like a trooper. I stuck my foot
out and played with his crotch in the panties, surprisingly he was still
half hard. "Still got a bit of a stiffie there, eh boy?" I laughed.
       He couldn't respond since his mouth was full of my cock, but I saw
the blush creeping up around his neck and cheeks. I thrusted deeper and
faster into his hot, wet mouth.
       "Fuck yeah, Daddy's gonna cum soon." I grunted. He mumbled something
that was muffled by my dick, so I humped his face faster and faster,
feeling my balls smack on his chin with every thrust. "Oh fuck!" I cried
out as I felt my orgasm building. I pulled out of his mouth and jacked my
cock in a flurry.
       "Jesus!" I yelled as I shot my load, most of the first shot landing
on Greg's face. He squeezed his eyes shut as the next jet landed in his
hair, the final bits landing on his hairy chest. I jacked the last few
drops free and sat back down on the bed. Greg knelt there on the floor with
his eyes shut while I caught my breath.
       "Come on boy, let's get you cleaned up." I said, standing up and
taking him by the arm.
       "Yes please." He said, wiping the cum from his eyes and following me
down to the bathroom. "God I have to piss." He said with a laugh.
       "Me too." I smirked. I pulled his panties down as we got to the
bathroom and kicked off my boxers as well. "Now lay down in the tub." I
said.
       "What? Why?" He asked.
       "That was an order son." I said sternly. He looked nervous but
lowered himself down into the tub. I took a hold of his mostly soft cock
and pointed it up at his chest. "Now piss."
       "Please... no..." He looked at me, his eyes imploring.
       "Piss dammit, or we'll have to punish you again..." My free hand
found his balls and gave them a slight squeeze. He shut his eyes again, and
I felt his cock expand a little as he started to piss. I aimed it up at his
chest first, soaking him in his hot yellow piss.
       "Oh fuck baby, I love watching this." I aimed it up at his
face. "Open your fucking mouth." He hesitated for a second, but soon his
mouth was open. He took some into his mouth but spit it back out. "Swallow
it bitch!" I growled at him. He swallowed a mouthful and then coughed a
little.
       "Oh god." He sputtered as I filled his mouth up with piss, then
shook his cock so it sprayed all over his chest and head. As the stream
dribbled down I let go of his dick, letting it flop down and pool around
him. As he coughed and spat, I stood up and aimed my own cock down at his
face.
       "Keep your mouth open son, and keep swallowing." I said as I started
to piss on his face. Some of it splashed on the sides of the tub but most
landed in his mouth. He swallowed as quickly as he could, but some dribbled
down over his cheeks and chin. It was one of the hottest things I've ever
seen.
       As I shook the last few drops of piss from my dick, I leaned down to
kiss Greg. His mouth tasted of my cum and piss.
       "Good job son." I said, patting his wet chest. "Now you can get
cleaned up and you're free till this evening."
       "What time sir?" He asked.
       "Seven on the dot. Understood?"
       "Yes sir." He said, getting to his feet. I gave him one last kiss
before he turned the shower on, and I left to go grab some coffee.
	A few minutes later I was down in my kitchen in his silk boxers
again, and he was back in his cut offs, showered and heading home. "I'll
see you at seven daddy." He said, leaning down to give me a kiss.
	"A kiss? Out of nowhere?" I asked.
	"Well..." He blushed. "I thought you'd appreciate it."
	"Definitely son." I smiled, giving him another quick kiss. "I'll
see you at seven." He left, and I felt like cumming again. I would hold off
until later though, because there was going to be a good show.

	I went into the office that day but could barely concentrate on
work. I told a few of the crew there about my new assistant, making it seem
as professional as possible. They all agreed that I was a saint for taking
pity on the family next door and offering the kid a job. I wondered what
they would think of me if they knew he was essentially my prostitute on
call...
	I went home early in the afternoon, and on the drive home called
Jeff, another one of my regular boys. I heard the ringing over my car's
speakerphone, then he picked up.
	"Hey there daddy. What's going on?" Jeff's voice came through. Just
hearing his voice got me a little hard. Jeff liked to be treated the exact
way I was treating Greg. The only difference was Jeff got off on it and
kept coming back for more.
	"You free tonight son?" I asked.
	"Always free for you daddy."
	I laughed. "Good answer. I have a special treat for you tonight."
	"Oh? More special than usual?" He laughed.
	"Definitely. I've got another boy visiting tonight that I want to
break in, and I would love if he had some company..."
	"Oh sure!" Jeff agreed wholeheartedly. I knew he would. "What's his
name?"
	"Greg."
	"Greg who?"
	I told Jeff Greg's last name, and he let out what I can only
describe as a squeal. "You're fucking with me right? This is one of your
like, sick mind fuck games right?"
	"No... You know him?" This was working out even better.
	"Know him? He's only the fucking hottest guy in my whole
school. Tall, dark, hairy, handsome?"
	"That's him."
	"Oh my god, you've got to be kidding."
	"Nope."
	"I thought he was straight!"
	"He thinks he is still too." I laughed. "It's a long story, but
you're up for it?"
	"Definitely!! Do you know how many times I've jacked off thinking
about him? Fuck!"
	"Does he know you?"
	"Yeah, we were lab partners in chemistry class last year."
	"Oh this is even better." I laughed.
	"I'm still not sure I believe you." Jeff sounded sceptical. "I
mean, he's like Mister Butch Straight Guy."
	"Well when you get to my place tonight, he'll answer the door in
his underwear. How's that?"
	"Hah! I'll believe it when I see it."
	"What will you do for your daddy when you do?" I asked, rubbing
myself through my black dress pants. I still had Greg's silk boxers on
underneath, and I was hard as a fucking rock.
	"Is there anything I won't let you do normally?" Jeff laughed.
	"Good point. See you at seven thirty?"
	"I can't wait daddy. See you then." He said as hung up. I sighed
and rubbed my stiff dick through my pants. I couldn't wait for tonight.

	Around six thirty I finished off my dinner and got in the
shower. When I got out I put on a pair of red spandex boxers (Jeff had
brought them for me the year before) and my black bathrobe. I poured myself
a glass of wine and went to wait for Greg.
	I picked up the phone and gave Greg's cell phone a quick ring.
	"Hello?" He answered.
	"Wear a pair of your silk boxers tonight son." I said, and hung up.
        A few minutes before seven, there was a knock at the door. I opened
it and quickly ushered Greg inside. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a
black t-shirt. I brought him into my arms and gave him a long slow
kiss. His hands wrapped up around my back and he pulled me closer to him as
we kissed.
       "Good to see you son." I smiled down at him.
       "Good to see you too daddy." He blushed. "I wore those silk boxers
like you asked."
       "Let's see them." I said, standing back and giving him room. He
kicked his sandals off and in a quick motion both his shirt and jeans were
on the floor. The boxers he'd chosen were nice, blue silk with silver
dragons on them.
       "Very nice son." I said, groping his hard cock through them. "Hard
already?"
       "Let's not talk about that." He said with a blush.
       "Let's get you upstairs." I smiled, leaving his clothes in a pile in
the doorway. I led him upstairs and quickly pulled his boxers down.
       "Those didn't last long." He said.
       "They're for later."
       "What's later?" He asked.
       "You'll see." I said, pulling him towards me again. We kissed and
fell down onto my bed, his hands going inside of my robe as my tongue went
inside of his mouth. I stroked him to hardness, and we kissed for a few
minutes before I pulled him up again.
       "You're getting better at that son."
       "Thank you daddy." He said with a blush. I never got tired of seeing
him blush for some reason.
       "Your uniform is waiting for you in my bathroom." I pointed to the
adjoining room. "You should grab a quick shower, get yourself cleaned up
for later. Especially your ass." I said, giving it a slap.
       He swallowed nervously, but headed off to the shower. "I'll be
downstairs waiting for you. Don't take too long!" I called after him.
       "Yes sir!" He called back.

       I was getting worried when it got to about 7:25, but then I heard
Greg coming down the stairs. "Reporting for duty sir." He said, obviously
uncomfortable in his black mesh tank top and black bikini briefs.
       "What do you think of your outfit son?"
       "It's a little revealing, but I like it more than the panties."
       "Glad to hear." I said, sitting back and sipping my wine.
       "So what're we waiting for?" He asked, shifting his weight back and
forth on his feet. As if I planned it, there was a knock at the door.
       "Well I promised you we'd have another playmate tonight. And he's
here now. Why don't you go answer the door?" I asked, gesturing towards the
front door.
       "Like this?" He exclaimed.
       "Don't make me repeat myself boy."
       He took a deep breath and went to the door. He swung it open quickly
and tried to hide behind it, but he saw who was out there. "Jeff?" He
asked, bewilderedly.
       "Oh fuck he wasn't kidding." Jeff laughed as he looked Greg up and
down.
       "What do you mean?" Greg asked.
       "You look amazing." Jeff said as he stepped inside, letting Greg
close the door behind him.
        Jeff was a pretty handsome young man in his own right. He was tall
like and lanky like Greg, but he had short brown hair instead of Greg's
long, black hair. Jeff always seemed to have a bit of scruff on his cheeks
and chin, and he kept his chest hair and pubes well trimmed.
       "You know him too?" Greg asked Jeff.
       "Of course, he's my daddy." Jeff said, dropping his backpack on the
floor and leaning down to give me a kiss. We kissed passionately for a few
seconds, Jeff's tongue urgently exploring my mouth. "It's been a few weeks
daddy, far too long."
       "I know son." I gave his ass a pat through his jeans. "So I kept my
promise."
       "You most certainly did." He said, leering over at Greg, who was
blushing (of course) and trying to shrink back into the corner. "He's even
hotter than I could have imagined."
       "Yes Jeff was telling me earlier how he used to jack off thinking
about you all the time Greg. Apparently you were partners in some class?"
       "Yeah we were. I didn't know he was gay though."
       "Well I didn't know you were either." Jeff smiled.
       "I'm not." Greg said defiantly.
       Jeff just laughed. "Of course, that's why you're answering doors in
your underwear for me." He turned back to me. "Do I get something sexy to
wear too daddy?" He asked, giving me a pouty look.
       "Of course, go upstairs and pick out whatever you like." I smiled.
       "Thank you daddy." He said, giving me another quick kiss before
heading up the stairs. Greg looked over at me with a look of anger.
       "What the fuck?"
       "I understand you're confused Greg, so I'll forgive the cursing for
now. But don't do it again, understood?" I gave his nipple a hard twist to
get my point across.
       "Yes sir." He said, still looking angry.
       "I thought Jeff was a friend of yours."
       "Well we were never really in the same crowd, he was good enough in
class though. But I mean, it's more embarrassing to be put out like this in
front of someone I know."
       "Honestly I didn't know he knew you when I called him earlier." I
admitted. "It's just a fun coincidence that everything turned out like
this. Just follow your orders, I'd hate to have to punish you in front of
your brother."
       "My brother?"
       "Well if I'm his daddy and yours..." I winked, giving Greg's crotch
a rub. I heard Jeff coming back, so I kept rubbing.
       "Fine, but I'm the big brother." He laughed.
       "Of course." I said, admiring how quickly Greg could get hard. Jeff
came up beside me, wearing a red thong. I remembered buying that for him
one of the first times we got together.
       "So how come I never see you around here?" Greg asked, trying to
keep his voice from shaking.
       "Oh we usually do it at my place." Jeff answered, wrapping his arm
around mine. "Cause my dad works weird hours at night and has a huge bed."
       "Now both of you..." I said, opening up my robe and sitting back on
my chair. Jeff looked down hungrily at my tented boxers. "Put on a show for
your daddy."
       Greg looked apprehensively over at Jeff, who was already wrapping
his arms around Greg. Jeff had done this before with some other boys here,
so he knew what I wanted to see. In seconds he had his arms wrapped around
Greg's waist, and they were making out. Not even kissing, but hot and heavy
teenaged hormone driven making out, mouths wide open and tongues flying
everywhere. Greg was either starting to really get into this or was one
hell of an actor. Jeff pulled Greg's shirt up over his head and tossed it
aside.
       Greg's arms were up around Jeff's back, holding him tight against
his body. Both of them appeared to be hard in their small underwear, but it
was tough to tell when they were pressed together. I knew Jeff would be,
and had a sneaking suspicion Greg was as well. I watched with a growing
smile as Greg's hands traced down Jeff's back to his exposed ass, and
started to grab it. Jeff let out a soft moan as Greg started to really play
with his ass.  I played with myself absentmindedly as they made out in
front of me.
       Jeff's hands moved in to grab at Greg's crotch, and then it was
Greg's turn to moan. He tossed his head back as Jeff started to massage his
cock and kiss his neck. Jeff moved further down Greg's body, his tongue
leaving trails of spit from his neck down to his hairy abs. He stopped when
he got to the waistband on Greg's briefs, and started to move back up.
       I got up from the chair and came up behind Greg, letting my hard
cock brush up against his ass. "Enjoying yourself son?" I asked as I
started to play with his nipples.
       "Oh yeah..." He sighed.
       "You like playing with his ass?"
       "Fuck yeah daddy..." Greg moaned.
       "You wanna fuck him?" I hissed in his ear.
       "I do daddy." He sighed loudly.
       "You're going to get to by the end of the night son, don't worry." I
pinched his nipples harder, he winced but kept moaning. "But only if you
make daddy happy, understand?"
       "Of course sir."
       "Good boy."
       "Then get down on your knees beside him."
       Greg wasted no time getting down beside Jeff, the both of them
staring at my tented boxers, complete now with huge wet spot from my
precum. They didn't need to be told what to do, both of them leaned in and
started to suck and lick at my boxers.
       They worked well together, both of them sharing my package. When
Greg was licking up the shaft, I felt Jeff's mouth down at my balls. Greg
seemed even better at worshipping cock than he had the day before.
       "Stand up Jeff." I said, helping him up and leaving Greg on his
knees in front of us. I grabbed Greg by the hair and shoved his face
towards Jeff's thong. It was tented up with Jeff's seven inch cock, and
there was a pretty big damp spot on the tip. "Suck on that bitch." I
ordered. Jeff couldn't believe his eyes as Greg wasted no time opening his
mouth and devouring Jeff's crotch.
       Jeff moaned loudly, I loved the noises he made. I reached out and
played with his nipples while Greg licked hungrily at his cock. "Oh my
god..." Jeff sighed as I leaned in to kiss him, rubbing my hands through
Greg's hair as I did, urging him wordlessly to take get Jeff's package even
wetter.
       "Let's get that out." I said, reaching down and pulling Jeff's thong
aside, his uncut cock flopping out the side. "Now suck that down you
fucking slut." I grunted, pushing Greg toward the freshly exposed dick. He
wrapped one hand around the base, pulled the skin back and wrapped his
tongue around the head, cleaning the precum off. Jeff almost screamed with
delight as Greg took more and more of it into his mouth, eventually taking
the entire length in.
       "Good boy, suck your brother's cock. Swallow that fucker." I
grunted. Jeff smiled at me as I made the brother comment.  I smiled back
and winked. I went to get another glass of wine and came back to see them
in the same position, Greg still deepthroating Jeff's cock.
       "How is he son?" I asked Jeff.
       "Incredible daddy. You taught him well."
       "Oh no son, he's a natural." I laughed. "I could have sworn it
wasn't his first time yesterday."
       "Fuck, it might not have been." Jeff laughed, his head tilted back
and his eyes closed with pleasure.
       "Switch it up boys. I wanna see Jeff at work." I ordered them. They
switched positions quickly enough, with Jeff wasting no time in covering
Greg's briefs in spit. He pulled them down quickly and beamed as Greg's
cock finally came into view.
       "What do you think boy?" I asked.
       "It's better than I could have hoped..." Jeff sighed, then took the
entire length of Greg's cock into his mouth. Greg let out a low moan as
Jeff's expert mouth bathed his cock in pleasure. I pulled Greg's briefs
down as Jeff sucked his cock, and helped Jeff out of his thong as well.
       "I'm... I'm getting close..." Greg whispered.
       "Stop for now son." I said, putting my hand on Jeff's shoulder. "And
let's move upstairs to my bedroom." I almost laughed as the two boys
practically raced up the stairs. I had anticipated Greg's reaction to be
apprehension and shame, not eager horniness. I'm not sure which one was
turning me on more. Part of me liked the fact that it was almost
non-consensual when I made him do things. But a bigger part of me liked the
fact that I now had a gorgeous boy addicted to my cock that lived next
door. And I could probably get him to pretend he didn't enjoy it
sometimes...
       They were waiting for me on my bed when I got there, and I sank down
between the two of them, one arm around each of their shoulders. I pulled
them both towards me and the three of us started kissing. I lost myself in
a tangle of limbs, mouths and hands. I felt a tongue in my mouth while
another one explored my hairy chest and pits, hands gripped my shaft
through my boxers while other ones ran down my back. We rolled around,
switching positions and swapping spit for what seemed like hours. I have no
idea how long it took to be honest, I was so lost in the pleasure and
sensation.
       The room soon smelled of sex and sweat, the warm summer night
breaking out a sweat all over our bodies. I had an air conditioner, but I
didn't want to leave the tangle of bodies in my bed to turn it on. Besides,
I don't think any of us minded the sweaty heat.
       I teased both of the boys as well, ordering them to bring each other
closer and closer to orgasm then stopping them just before they got
there. It built them up into a frenzy, each time they got their cocks into
someone's mouth they were praying it would be the last time, but I was
holding out for something more. I wanted them completely lost in their
hormones and lust, I wanted them insane with passion. And I could tell from
the look in their eyes they were getting close.
       "It's time for the real fun to start boys." I said, licking at the
inside of Jeff's thighs. "On your hands and knees Jeff. Get that cunt of
yours up in the air." I barked, giving his ass a slap.
       "Yes Daddy." He managed to breathe out, assuming the position. I
grabbed Greg by the hair and pushed his face into Jeff's upturned hole.
       "Eat out that fucking pussy." I grunted. "Eat your brother's sloppy
fucking hole." Greg dove in with gusto, making Jeff squirm and scream with
delight.
       "Oh! Fuck! Yeah!" He repeated over and over, his eyes squeezed
shut. I stood beside the bed and grabbed Jeff's hair now, finally stepping
out of my boxers. He opened his eyes and saw my cock coming for his mouth,
and he swallowed it down to my pubes.
       "Oh fuck son." I moaned, a little lost in my own desires now. Greg
continued rimming Jeff while I fucked his mouth, the three of us moaning
and sighing together. I looked to the clock beside my bed and saw it was
almost eleven pm. Jeff had gotten here at seven thirty, and we'd moved
upstairs before eight. We'd spent three hours just making out and driving
each other mad.
       "Kneel behind him Greg." I said, guiding him with my voice. "You
know what to do."
       "Do you have any lube Daddy?" Greg asked. He did know what to do
apparently.
       "Just fucking spit on it and fuck me." Jeff said, taking my cock out
his mouth long enough to shout that at Greg, then taking it back in.
       "Whatever you want bro." Greg smirked, spitting on his hands and
lubing up his cock. I watched as he lined it up with Jeff's wet hole, and
stuck it in.
       Jeff moaned loudly, but never stopped blowing me. Greg moaned just
as loud, his cries of pleasure echoing through my bedroom.
       "Fuck yeah boys! Fuck that little slut hard!" I yelled at Greg, who
took my orders to heart and started to pound away at Jeff's hole. I heard
flesh slapping with each thrust, and Jeff was groaning like a bitch in
heat. I'd heard him get fucked by many different people before, but this
seemed to be one of the best fucks he'd had. Greg for his part was doing
quite well, varying his speed from slow, methodical thrusts to frenzied,
quick fucking.
       "How's that pussy son?" I asked as I took my cock from Jeff's mouth
and slapped him across the cheek with it. His moans got louder until I
shoved it back in.
       "It's amazing daddy!" Greg said excitedly. "I'm trying to hold on
but I think I'm gonna cum soon!"
       "I want you to cum on his face, get over here." I grunted. Greg gave
another few quick thrusts, but then came and stood beside me. "Jack me
off." I ordered.
       Greg jacked his own cock and mine in a rhythm, both of us inching
closer and closer to orgasm. I was trying to hold off, but when I heard
Greg let out an animalistic cry of passion and saw his first huge jet of
cum land on Jeff's face, I lost control. My own orgasm sped through my
veins, explosions of pleasure going off in my skull as my cock shot it's
load. Jeff sighed and moaned, his mouth open lewdly, trying to catch as
much of our sperm as he could in his mouth. Greg fell to his knees
afterwards, and I was pretty dizzy myself. Jeff was still on his hands and
knees on the bed, licking up the cum from around his face. He looked like
he might drown there was much jizz there. Not only on his face and on his
hair, but on the bed around him, his back, and some on the floor. The room
smelled of cum and sweat and sex.
       "Your turn baby." I said, helping Jeff off of the bed. I grabbed
Greg's arm and brought him to his feet. "Clean off your brother's face
there, with your tongue." I ordered him.
       Gone was the shy Greg of the past few days, this Greg eagerly licked
all around Jeff's face, licking up not only my cum, but his own. Jeff
smiled as Greg finished off at his lips, the two of them kissing
passionately.
       "Now on your knees Greg." I said, pushing him down. I went behind
Jeff and reached around, gripping his hard cock tightly in my hand. My
other hand went to his balls, which I played with as I started to stroke
his meat.
       "How was your fuck?" I whispered in his ear.
       "Amazing daddy! I can't wait to do it again!"
       "Me either." Greg said from the floor.
       "I'm so close!" Jeff panted, his balls tightening up around the base
of his cock. I slipped my fingers down between his balls and his ass and
rubbed hard as my hand jacked him quicker. "Oh fuck daddy!" He cried out as
his cock spurted jizz, most of it landing on Greg's face and open mouth,
the next few shots landing on his chest and on the floor. I didn't even
care, I was just going mad watching these two boys cum on each other.
       "Now, feed it to him." I said, pushing Jeff down on his knees in
front of Greg. He took his fingers and scooped up all of the cum from
Greg's face and chest, and Greg licked his fingers clean. Now that we were
reasonably cleaned off, the three of us collapsed into bed together, one of
them on each side of me curled up on my chest.
       "That was great daddy." Jeff murmured. "I wish I didn't have to go
so soon." He pouted.
       "I know, let's just stay here for a few minutes though." I
whispered. We laid there for about ten minutes, when I sent the boys off to
grab a shower. Jeff went to the one adjoining my room, while Greg went to
the downstairs one.
       As Jeff showered I crept into the bathroom, holding Greg's discarded
silk boxers he'd worn over here.
       "Hey daddy." Jeff smiled as I opened the shower stall.
       "These are Greg's." I said holding up the boxers. "He usually sleeps
in them, but I want you to have this pair." I smiled.
       "Oh wow daddy, does he know?"
       "Nope. I want you to wear them next time I invite you over,
understood?"
       "Of course. Can I wear them in the meantime at all?"
       "Of course son. I wouldn't deprive you of your crushes boxers." I
winked.
       "Thank you daddy." He said, giving me a quick kiss. I left him to
his shower. He was dressed and gone before Greg was even out of the shower
downstairs. I went down to see what was taking him.
       He didn't hear me creep inside the bathroom, and when I opened the
shower stall he gasped in surprise. He was jacking off!
       "Hard again boy?" I smiled.
       "Sorry daddy, I didn't think you'd mind."
       "Of course I mind, I want to be invited if you're going to cum." I
smiled, stepping inside the shower with him. "Jeff is gone, but he sends
his regards." I picked up the soap and lathered up my hands, going behind
Greg and starting to rub his still hard cock.
       "That really was fun daddy." Greg sighed.
       "I know, I'm glad you enjoyed it." I said. "Still say you're
straight?"
       "Not entirely..." He blushed. "I mean, I thought I was, but I've had
so much fun these past two days. Even the like, hardcore bondage was pretty
fun." His blush deepened, and I started to play with his nipples. I felt my
own cock growing again.
       "By the way... I told my mother I was staying over at a friend's
place tonight." Greg said, his hands running down my chest to my cock. "I
hope you don't mind."
       I was surprised. "So you wanted to spend the night?"
       "Do I get overtime?" He smiled.
       "Oh I think you'll get quite the bonus for tonight anyways." I
smiled.
       "Well, why don't we call this off the clock time?" He asked,
wrapping his fist around my cock. "Cause really, if I'm having this much
fun, I can't call it work."
       "Well what about your mom?" I asked.
       "Oh I still want the job as your assistant. But I'd rather actually
assist you with your work. The sex I can do for free."
       "Everything daddy wants?" I asked.
       "Anything daddy wants." He smiled.
       "Get over here." I said, pulling him close to me and giving him a
kiss. As I pushed him up against the shower wall and sank to my knees, I
felt like this was moving somewhere unexpected. Somewhere I hadn't seen.
But as I heard Greg's moans, I knew it was going to be somewhere fun.