Date: Mon, 18 Nov 2002 18:50:15 +1100
From: Ian Richardson <ianrichardson70@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sam Fooling Around Part 1

SAM FOOLING AROUND
CHAPTER 1

This is entirely the product of my imagination. I assert my rights as author
to copyright. Should any character resemble any person living or dead, then
good luck to them. Should the depiction of explicit same gender sex be
offensive to you, then don't read this.  Should reading explicit same gender
sex be illegal in the place you are reading, then don't. Although the sexual
activity portrayed is unprotected readers are reminded that in real life
they can be life threatening and I urge you to practice safe consensual sex.

I like this story and hope you do too.

My special thanks to djinn, without whose continuing encouragement I would
never have got this far, and to Bester of the golden voice, for being my
friend.

Comments may be directed to me at ianrichardson70@hotmail.com

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We'd all been upset when Mrs Mac was carted away by the ambulance to spend
the remainder of her days in the old folks home. Alzheimer's and Parkinson's
diseases had finally caught up with her and she was lucky that the fire in
her kitchen that afternoon was seen by Mary-Kate Steiner and Blossom Taylor
on their way home from school before it overtook her and her house. They
were really gutsy to run in and drag her out then call the fire brigade and
everything. The local police commander gave them a bravery citation and
there was a big photo in the paper and soon enough everything was more or
less back to normal.

Mrs Mac's house was sold to a young couple but it was weeks before we met or
even saw them because of all the building work needed after the fire to get
the house livable again. Mum had heard from Mrs Rice that she was some tall
slender woman, 'striking' was how Mum said Mrs Rice described her and he was
tall dark and handsome who drove a BMW convertible at speed. Dad said Mrs
Rice had too much time on her hands, which irritated Mum because as she
said, they were going to be our new next door neighbours and it would be
nice to know who they are. Dad suggested we have a barbeque and invite them
and some of the other neighbours as well so that everyone's curiosity could
be satisfied. He then retreated to his paper and Mum started making lists.
Shelley and I took off before Mum could rope us into helping.

As things turned out Bronwyn and Andy almost missed the party thrown in
their honour. Mum had left their invitation in their letterbox and they
hadn't been around to check it until they day of the barbeque. By the time
they strolled hand in hand around the side of our house Mum was almost
beside herself. After shoving a Crown Lager in his hand and a glass of
chardonnay in hers, Mum dragged them about introducing them to everyone and
gradually settled down to playing hostess.

Bronwyn was very nice and looked great in white three quarter pants and a
green and white checked shirt worn loose over a white t-shirt. The men
seemed pleased to meet her but some of the women didn't seem as thrilled.
Andy followed in his wife's wake and just looked bemused most of the time,
sipping his beer and letting Bronwyn do most of the talking. Amy O'Halloren
tried to corner Andy and got all silly showing off for his benefit, which
severely pissed Jason Paige who'd been her boyfriend forever. He ended up
sulking with me in the back corner of the yard under the big ghost gum
downing the Crownies I'd swiped.

Jason's a nice guy, plays cricket and footie with me, so we're sorta mates
but not really friends if you understand. I have no idea what he sees in
Amy. I mean she is pretty and all, blonde and thin with this great tan from
all her swimming but she is really dim and her chatter about clothes and
celebrities and who is hot for who bores me.

Jason'd stopped growing for the moment and had started to fill out. Sitting
next to me I noticed how his upper arms now had real muscle and his bare
legs looked strong too. Got me to wondering what the rest of him was like
under the loose shirt he was wearing. Suppose I'd find out soon enough when
footie season started in a few weeks. Not really handsome but good looking
with hazel eyes flecked  with green the sun had streaked his light brown
hair almost to blond, but still a fair bit darker than mine. His tan was
darker than mine too I noticed and I liked his smile but right now he was
just surly.

"Hi guys. Mind if I join you? You two seem to be hogging the shade" I looked
up to see Andy towering over us grinning and holding out another two
Crownies.

"Sure, Make yourself comfy" I replied, jostling Jason over a bit to let Andy
have some of the bench. "This is Jason and I'm Sam. Thanks" Andy handed over
a bottle to each of us

"Yeah thanks" muttered Jason to the ground in front of his feet

"Don't mind him. He's just pissed his girlfriend's been all over you" Jason
glowered at me but Andy just laughed

"Sorry about that but Bronwyn's got her now and they're on about what we're
doing to the house" Andy laughed again, a good rich laugh "Bronnie's busy
asking the ladies for advice on decorating, sucking up for all she's worth
no doubt. A real charmer that's my wife" somehow the laugh didn't seem as
warm now

"So when you do move in then?" I asked only mildly curious

"Three weeks hopefully. There's not much to do; the kitchen is in, the new
bathroom's almost done, just a bit of paint and polish the timber floors in
the new part and we're done" Andy sighed and stretched his legs, brushing
mine as he did so. I felt a small electric charge rush through me and I
shivered. Weird.

"Your dad tells me Sam that you play footie" Andy was making conversation
and leant a bit my way as he spoke, our shoulders touched and that little
electric charge hit me again making me glance around towards him only to get
caught in those laughing dark brown eyes

"Umm yeah so does Jason, but he's way better than me. Dad wants me on his
touch team too so I think I'll give it a go."

"Good he still wants to do stuff with you. Mine never had  the time."Andy
looked thoughtful for a moment "What day is touch? Wouldn't mind having a
bit of a run myself"

"Wednesdays I think. I'll havta ask though"

"Righto then. I'd best be getting back to the others. You two eaten yet?" he
asked standing up to go

"Yeh we're pretty much right thanks"

" 'k then guy" a small wave and he was gone.

"Seems decent" I mused

"Sure got a bod on him" was Jason's comment which struck me as odd but why I
couldn't figure

We lapsed into silence; the beer, the food and the heat made me drowsy. My
head dropped towards Jason's shoulder but he pushed me away gently and I
settled into a comfy semi upright position to dream for a bit.

When I woke up, well more like struggled back to consciousness really, Jason
had gone; so for that matter had almost everyone else. The sun was dropping
low in the sky, the heat going too. Only four or five people were left and
Dad was dragging more wood over to renew the barbeque. Looked like we were
going to continue into the night. Shrugging to myself I got up and wandered
over to join in.

The next time I saw Andy was about a fortnight later. He was coming out of
the house as I was getting home from school. Wearing only those loose sided
running shorts, a big old t-shirt and old runners he had bits of paint all
over him kinda explained by the paint tins he was hauling into the house
from the back of a tray top ute. I waved and got a cheery 'g'day' in reply.
Before I could say anything Bronwyn appeared at the door calling Andy back
inside. He grinned at me, shrugged his meaty shoulders and headed back
inside.

When the removalists' truck showed up during the next week we were all at
school and work but Mrs Rice popped by as Mum was making dinner to tell us
all about it. She settled down at the kitchen table with a cup of tea whilst
Mum worked away, chattering about the nice leather lounges, big polished
timber dining table and the huge amount of boxes the moving guys had hauled
from the van into the house. Mrs Rice had taken over a casserole Dad later
reckoned only so as she could scope out the place. Mum said it was a nice
gesture and that we should ask them over for dinner the next night as they
would be sure to be still in a mess. Dad grumbled a bit but he did drag
himself over there after dinner with the invite and came back quite a while
later smelling a bit of beer but with an acceptance as well, which pacified
Mum.

I got stuck with the shopping list and instructions on how to put the leg of
lamb on so that things would be on the way before Mum got home. Shelley was
supposed to do the potatoes, carrots and pumpkin but she took off to Emma's
place so I ended up doing them too. She said she forgot but Mum grounded her
for a week to 'help her remember her responsibilities'.

Dinner went well enough I thought. Our dining table seats eight so with just
the six of us there was plenty of room. Andy sat next to me, with Mum to his
right. Bronwyn was opposite me and had Dad at the head of the table to her
right. Again Bronwyn seemed to do the talking for both of them, Andy only
making the occasional remark in support of her until Dad turned the
conversation to footie when Mum was in the kitchen with Shelley dishing out
the apple and rhubarb crumble she'd whipped up for dessert.

Dad takes his footie very seriously. He'd played in the local league until a
few years back when he decided that he wasn't able to keep up with the kids
anymore and settled for dragging me along to his old team's games and
turning up to every game I played too. Touch football was a poor substitute
I reckon for him but he really did seem to like it, even getting Mum to play
for a couple of seasons. It looked to be good for them.

Anyhow he got to trying to sell the game to Bronwyn and Andy. She said that
she would rather do netball but Andy said that he would give it a go if I
would too, which earned him an odd look from his wife but pleased my dad no
end; he'd been hinting to me since our cricket season ended badly that I
should give touch a go. Feeling a bit conned I agreed.

That got Dad onto his next soap box; training. Most mornings he would run a
couple of k's, often with Mum and me in tow. I'm not much for running but I
went to keep the peace. Our new neighbours seemed cool with the idea of
joining us and that's how we began our weekday running group.

I refuse to run on Saturdays but Dad still does and Andy went along that
first Saturday with him. By the time I hit the kitchen for breakfast the
pair of them were getting stuck into the pile of fresh croissants Dad gets
from the bakery as a weekend treat. I plonked myself down next to Andy to
hoe in, brushing my leg against his. Flinching at the contact, I pulled my
leg back but he moved his over to touch mine again and not having any more
room to move without shifting my chair I felt I had to stay put or appear
rude.

Every once in a while Andy would make this move so that his leg shifted up
and down mine which made my dick twitch and start to harden up. It was a bit
embarrassing so I couldn't really get up from the table. A couple of times I
caught Andy looking at me with this kinda secret smile, telling me he knew
exactly my predicament. Dad was happily oblivious, chattering about this and
that, making more coffee and eventually scrambled eggs and toast too. With
just us three blokes it made me feel kinda adult and really good, the sun
streaming in the glass doors, hardly any noise from outside or from anywhere
else in the house either.

Somewhere along the way I picked up that Andy and Bronwyn had had a new big
plasma TV delivered the day before and Andy was keen for Dad and me to come
over in the afternoon and catch the footie match. Dad offered to bring the
beer and that agreed, Andy thanked Dad for breakfast, said goodbye and took
off.

With a slab each Dad and I trekked over to Andy's after lunch. Goodness
knows what Dad was thinking to have gotten this much beer for three fellas
for one afternoon, especially when one of them, namely me, was strictly
speaking not supposed to be drinking at all.

This was the first I had seen of the renovation and it was pretty
impressive. Gone in the fire was the old verandah, laundry, kitchen and
glassed in family room. Bronwyn and Andy had rebuilt on a bigger scale. The
new verandah was a good four metres from where the old verandah had finished
and a deck flowed from it too, making for a huge outdoor entertainment area.
This must make Dad jealous, I thought, as we crossed it. Bet he has home
improvements on his mind soon Through timber french doors we went into a big
country style kitchen all in some brownish wood. A black metal circle hung
over a work area to one side with lots of pots and tools hanging from it by
big S shaped hooks. It was light 'n all, roomy but I didn't like it. Felt
messy.

"Hey guys c'mon through" Andy hailed us, looking pleased as punch we were
there "Thats a helluva lot of beer you've got there Greg. Givit ta me and
I'll stash it in the fridge"

Dad laughed "Footie's thirsty work. Besides, if there's much left over then
we'll havta come over again to finished it off" He winked and Andy grinned
back. Great teeth too I thought, this guy has the lot.

We plonked the slabs on the workbench and Dad put his hand on my shoulder to
guide me through to the next room. More timber flooring with a big oriental
looking rug in dull reds, two big leather looking lounges at right angles to
each other, two matching chairs opposite and there was still room for a huge
entertainment unit dominated by the large plasma screen TV. Tall floor
speakers and potted plants were dotted about the room, the walls painted a
pale yellow hung with aged architectural drawings and the wall behind me
looking over towards our house was basically window covered by closed timber
venetian blinds. A nice warm room

The coffee table set close to the two lounges was filled with nibble food
and a pitcher of OJ.

"Bronnie's gone to her mother's for the afternoon. Her brother has dumped
his kids there for the weekend so she's gone to play" Andy came in handing
each of us an opened stubbie. "Make yourselves comfy, Greg you take that
lounge, sprawl out if you want, Sam its you and me on the other one"

"Great" Dad took a slug of beer and looked like he was in heaven; Mum
definitely did not allow sprawling at home.

Grabbing the remote Andy turned to the pre game show and even though the
lounge we were on was big, he still managed to spread himself out so that
our legs frequently touched, our arms brushed as we reached for the
munchies, that sort of thing. I was semi hard the whole time and I swear I
caught Andy checking me out a couple of times. Dad was so into the game that
he was oblivious. Personally I was so off balance that I hardly took it in.

Eventually the game was over, Dad content with all the beer he'd drunk and
his preferred side's win. Thanking Andy for his hospitality we wandered home
for dinner. Mum had this faint smile all night as Dad raved on happily about
the day. They went to bed early too soon after Shelley. I stayed up watching
the movies wondering about Andy, half hoping that he had been making passes
at me, half scared to death that I was barking up the wrong tree.

Sunday came and went without incident. Dad went to play golf with his mates,
Mum took Shelley shopping and I ended up playing Playstation at Josh's with
him and his brother.

Monday morning the five of us went running, then work and school and stuff.
The rest of the week was pretty much the same.

Saturday rolled around and it was basically a repeat of the one before,
except that Bronwyn was around the house too, popping in and out of the TV
room to catch bits of the game. Andy still managed to touch me a lot, even
slinging his arm over my shoulder as he walked us out. I thought I heard
raised voices from their house later on, and Andy definitely roared off with
music blaring and the BMW's roof down after that.

Monday morning Bronnie didn't run with us, but she was back on Tuesday. I
felt like she was keeping as far away from me as she could, and even though
she talked like usual, she hardly spoke to me at all.

Before touch footie on Wednesday I saw Jason Paige outside Andy's place as I
was putting away the lawn mower in the garage. I called out but he didn't
seem to hear me as he took off in the opposite direction.

The next Saturday Dad and Mum had a barbeque to go to.

"Well Sam looks like its just you and me this afternoon" Andy said over
breakfast, clapping me on the shoulder and squeezing. Geez he has a hard
grip.

"Ummm yeh, okay I 'spose" I mumbled

"Sam! A bit of enthusiasm please. I'll want you to tell me about the game"
Dad admonished

"Its alright Greg, if he doesn't want to come over..." Andy trailed off but
looking a bit disappointed

"No I'll come" the words were out of my mouth before I could think

"Great!" Andy literally beamed "I might see if my mate Aaron can come over
too. Bronnie doesn't like him and she's going out for the day with the girls
shopping"

"I'll send him over with a slab" Dad offered

So after lunch carrying a slab I headed over. Aaron looked to be in his
twenties, maybe a bit younger than Andy, not as tall, fit looking but no way
near as well built, fair with a light tan and a nice face, really good
defined legs almost smooth. Like Andy and me he was in shorts and t-shirt,
no shoes. Clearly he idolised Andy but he was nice to me too. This time I
had the other lounge to myself as Aaron took my usual spot. I did notice
that Andy had his arm stretched along the top of the lounge behind Aaron.

The game had hardly started and I was through my second beer with the third
sitting there ready to go. Feeling mildly buzzed my reverie was interrupted

"Sam ever tried a joint?" Aaron asked producing one from somewhere and
offering it my way

"Nah thanks"

"C'mon join us, just a drag or two" Andy urged sitting forwards.

Aaron lit up, took a long drag, slumped back and shut his eyes, enjoying the
hit. Andy grabbed the joint from his hand and inhaled deeply before offering
it to me.

"Just suck it in lightly, not too much" instructed Andy "c'mon you should at
least try it once"

Swayed by Andy's beautiful eyes and smile I gave in. Taking a small drag I
found I liked the pleasant light headedness and put my legs up on the lounge
before taking another one.

"Thats enough for now" Andy chuckled as he took the joint back, having a
quick puff before passing it back to Aaron. To and fro the joint went
between them until it was gone and when another appeared I was allowed to
have another go.

"God this stuff makes me horny" sighed Andy. I looked over to see him
adjusting his dick. It looked huge through his tightly stretched shorts

"Yeah and hot too" said Aaron stripping off his t-shirt to reveal a defined
lightly haired chest. Andy ruffled his hair affectionately, Aaron grinned in
response and licked his lips.

"Go for it baby. Ever had a head job Sam?" Andy grinned wickedly raising his
hips up so that Aaron could tug off his shorts. His dick was thick and
slapped fleshily against his hard abdomen "Aaron is the best"

"Oh man" sighed Aaron dropping his own shorts to reveal a respectable hard
too. Kneeling in front of Andy who ruffled his hair again Aaron leant in to
flick his tongue over Andy's dick before grabbing it in one hand and then
engulfing it in his mouth

"Oh baby that feels sooo good" leaning back to give Aaron better access Andy
looked over at me grinning

Shocked I just lay there staring, feeling my own dick swell in my shorts
uncomfortably. It was mesmerising watching Aaron bob up and down on Andy's
pole, sucking and slurping softly, one hand working his own rod, the other
roaming over Andy's bare muscled stomach and hairy hard chest, occasionally
pinching a nipple which drew deep groans and hip thrusts from Andy

"Get naked Sam" ordered Andy between gasps " I want to see you naked"

I hesitated and Andy repeated himself. Shucking my clothes still lying down
I found the lounge cold on my skin initially. My dick was leaking precum
pretty steadily as I continued to stare. Aaron picked up his pace

"You're as beautiful as I thought you'd be" groaned Andy rolling himself to
the edge of the lounge Aaron still on his dick. He reached out for my hand,
took it, pulled me towards him and kissed me on the lips.

It was wonderful. Instinctively I kissed him back, his lips soft and moist
on mine. His hand on the back of my head Andy pulled me in harder his tongue
slipping through my lips I opened my mouth to wrestle mine with his

"No Aaron, he's mine first. Get back to me" Aaron had pulled off Andy and
was moving over towards me. Andy slid to the floor, kicking the coffee table
out of the way, tonguing his way down my torso. Chastened Aaron dropped to
his hands and knees to resume his place.

"I've been wanting this for so long" breathed Andy looking me tenderly in
the eyes. I said, I could say, nothing, but gulped and nodded slightly.

Grinning broadly Andy turned and I felt the first electric thrill as his
tongue slid over my dick, slick with precum. Licking up and down my full
length Andy took his time. My whole body was quivering and I felt set to
explode when his mouth took my head in, his tongue wrapping itself about me
as Andy pressed his way down. I could feel the back of his throat, then he
started a low hum as he drew back and then went down again all the time
playing his tongue about me. It was beyond words.

I closed my eyes and surrendered to the waves of pleasure crashing over me.
It seemed like forever, it seemed like an instant, when I began to feel the
cum boiling in my nuts. I could barely scream out a warning to Andy but he
only tightened his mouth's grip on me as I came hard and furious bucking my
hips wildly into Andy's mouth. His throat swallowing intensified my pleasure
almost painfully and I continued to cum like I had never cum before.

As I dried up and regained my senses I realised that I was gasping for air.
Refocusing I saw Andy on his haunches grinning broadly, Aaron's head beside
his knee looking smug.

"Sam you" kiss. I could taste me on his lips "are" kiss "adorable" Andy
kissed me deeply his hands wandering over my upper body.

"Wow" was all I could say. The other two burst out laughing which made me
frown. Andy ruffled my hair before pushing me to sit and hugging me to his
chest still laughing. Aaron was on my other side his arms about my back. I
felt drained with a warm contented glow. The forgotten game was in its third
stage.

"Another beer then its my turn" announced Aaron bounding up towards the
kitchen

"Your turn?" I queried

"Yeah, with you" came back Aaron from the kitchen

"Huh?"

Andy chuckled at my confusion and hugged me closer.

"Aaron is not about to miss out if he can help it" he whispered into my ear
"You're way too hot"

"Me? I'm pretty ordinary really"

"Oh no you're not" said Aaron now back with three beers "You are hot"

"And delicious" added Andy smirking which earned him a light buff to the
head from Aaron "Ow! I've already told you Aaron is the best"

"Well after you he's got a hard act to follow" I offered taking a swig of my
beer

Laughter "Thanks Sam" and a kiss on my head from Andy. I grinned sheepishly.

"This is way too wild"

"Your first time?" Andy. I simply nodded. "Well my bucko this is just the
beginning. That is.." here Andy paused and looked at me thoughtfully but
intense "..if you are willing"

I shrugged my shoulders "I guess so" I said carefully "I mean hell yes!" The
other two laughed and high fived each other hard.

Aaron dropped his beer on the table and knelt down in front of me, pushing
my knees apart to give himself access. I stretched my legs wider and moved
back to rest more on Andy's chest. His left arm came over my shoulder and he
began stroking my left nipple with his fingers which sent tingles through me
and made my dick jump up erect again. I liked feeling the soft hair of
Andy's chest against my back, solid, safe and comforting.

Licking my inner thighs Aaron took his time exploring. Moving his hands to
my waist to steady himself he leant down to take one of my balls into his
hot mouth. I winced, gasped and groaned in appreciation. Andy chuckled and
began running his other hand over my right nipple. The feelings were
intense.

Slowly Aaron drew back, applying slight pressure to my captured nut that
almost hurt before swapping over to repeat the treatment keeping me on an
almost uncomfortable edge. Finally relenting Aaron switched back to my
thighs and my dick twitched in appreciation standing upright and waving
about looking slightly silly

Precum was bubbling out continually, Aaron's tongue finding its way to my
shaft, winding and unwinding about my stiffness, up and down, gently,
slowly, his warm breath adding to my growing pleasure.

"Take him Aaron" quietly instructed Andy. Aaron rose up on his knees
obediently driving his firm lips all the way to the base of my cock. I
gasped as he rose back up and swiftly descended again, my head pushing down
into his throat without resistance.

"I told you Aaron is the best" I mumbled my agreement as I tried to keep
from squirming, tensing my thigh muscles, pushing my feet off the floor.

"Yeah baby work that dick" encouraged Andy the excitement in his voice
confirmed by his own dick rising to brush my side.

Aaron redoubled his actions making my breathing shorter and faster as he
pushed, sucked, me to the edge.
My orgasm started in my toes, my legs shaking, Andy holding me tight to him.
I wanted to scream, I wanted to cum, I wanted release but Aaron wouldn't
quite let me get there, backing off then ramming his face into my groin.
Sweat was pouring off me, my legs starting to cramp when with one final
strong suck my nuts finally boiled over explosively pouring shot after shot
of my man juices freely down into his open gullet.

I was loudly gasping for air when the flow subsided after what had seemed
like hours. My stomach hurt from the muscles contracting and I felt a warm
glow all over me as I relaxed back into Andy.

Andy had been amazing; Aaron was beyond describing.

"You okay Sam?" there was concern in Andy's voice

"Oh yeh" I rasped "You were right; Aaron you are the best. Thanks"

Sitting cross legged on the floor Aaron grinned "Anytime man, and I mean
that"

"I don't know that I can take that anytime soon, but I'm holding you to
that" both men laughed

Shoving a welcome beer into my hand we settled back to watch the final
minutes of the forgotten footie game, recuperating. My team lost by a slim
margin but I couldn't've cared less.

"Howya feelin' now mate?' asked Andy

"Orright"

"Well I hate to rush you off but I need to spend some time alone with Aaron"
Andy kissed me deeply before giving me a gentle push away.

"Okay" I was a bit wobbly on my feet but I managed to dress, Aaron jumping
into my now vacant seat
"Thanks Andy, thanks Aaron for the best time"

"No worries" from Aaron and "I'll see you tomorrow" from Andy, then I was
off home.

Mum noticed right off my dishevelled state when I walked in the back door. I
tried to pass it off as the heat but I'm not sure she entirely believed me.
Going straight to my room I collapsed on my bed and slept until called for
dinner.

" ... drinking too much and you're encouraging him Greg" I heard as made for
the dining room.

"He's growing up Sue. Its part of it" Dad sounded firm and then stopped as
he saw me coming in. "Have a good afternoon Sam? How was the game?"

I almost forgot myself and slumped into my chair. "Where's Shelley?" I asked

"Staying for tea at the Dellavera's" supplied Mum

"Oh. Okay. Ummm.."

"Sam!" my mother is big on being proper

"Sorry." in the not really but its expected tone "Good thanks. Andy and
Aaron looked after me very well" no lie there "and we lost Dad by a goal.."
a snuffed swear word from Dad and a mild glare from Mum "It was a pretty
poor game, you didn't miss much not seeing it"

Mollified, Dad settled down and the rest of the evening went on
unremarkably.

Sunday morning I slept in late and only saw Andy for a quick 'g'day' a wink
and smile before he and Dad headed out to Hardware House, something about
looking to renew the fence between our places.  I biked over to Josh's to
play Playstation again as the weather had turned a bit too cool and windy to
do anything outdoors

Monday morning all five of us ran again, the weather still cool. Andy seemed
no different to me and Bronwyn no more friendly. I decided I could live with
this.

Tuesday morning only Bronwyn joined us saying Andy had had to go into work
early.

Tuesday afternoon I was walking home from school when Andy slid his BMW into
the curb beside me

"G'day Sam. Wanna lift?" flashing that killer smile at me I wasn't going to
say no. Besides, its an open BMW

As we took off Andy let his hand drop to onto my seat, touching my leg

"How are you after Saturday?" he asked as he accelerated "You okay?"

"Great" I replied honestly "It was so totally amazing"

"Good" beaming grin "Glad you enjoyed yourself. We sure did. Made any plans
for this afternoon?"

"Ummm, no" I said slowly

"Wanna fool around some more?" Andy sounded cautious but hopeful, like I
would refuse

"Sure" he looked really happy at this and accelerated some more making the
car leap. I loved the feeling of the wind messing up my hair and the power
of the car underneath me

Stopping sharply outside our place Andy told me to dump my things, change
and come over when I was ready. He'd be in the TV room waiting. I jumped out
and raced in to change. Shelley wasn't home and I didn't bother to leave a
note thinking that we might be interrupted.

My heart was beating in anticipation as I headed up the side of Andy's
place. Going into the TV room I found Andy naked and semi hard. As he
wrapped his big arms around me to kiss me I noticed that he had covered the
lounges in towels.

"Mmmm you look good baby" I giggled at being called 'baby' as Andy slid his
hands underneath my t-shirt and stripped it off me before kneeling to pull
down my shorts. My runners I'd ditched in the kitchen already.

Andy started kissing my inner thighs making my dick firm up a bit more as he
continued up my body. I grabbed him by the shoulders when he reached my neck
to bring him up to kiss him properly again, winding one leg high over his
thigh. His dick was rigid pressed up against mine. I loved the feeling of
our two poles mashing against each other.

"C'mon babe I want you to lie down" Andy hardly took his lips off mine to
say. Slipping out of his arms I complied and he followed me onto the lounge.
We kissed some more before Andy resumed his trek down my body, kissing,
licking and nipping at my neck, chest, nipples, stomach, and groin, totally
avoiding my rigid upright.

Getting to my legs Andy rolled me flat onto my back and pushed my legs wide
apart before diving in with his tongue to lash my inner thighs, making me
groan softly. He stopped briefly to look me in the eyes and grin; it was a
look I hadn't seen and couldn't name. Gently now over my smooth balls he
lapped his tongue shifting so that my feet were near his middle and him flat
on his stomach. From where I lay I could see his dark hair the muscles
moving in his broad back and his great hard rounded white arse. I sighed
deeply in appreciation of the view.

His hands slid up my legs, clamped firmly about the back of my thighs and
pressed up, lifting my legs and lower back up. My arse hole felt exposed
making me blush a little bit I reckon.

I heard myself gasp loudly as Andy's tongue first contacted with the skin
behind my balls. I couldn't believe where he was or what he was doing, even
if it felt incredibly good and got unimaginably better as he began to run
his tongue up and down, edging closer to my hole with each downward run.

When he changed to start blowing softly over my hole I couldn't help but
flinch those muscles in response. Andy's chuckle in reply made me feel a bit
foolish but I really was in no position to do anything much else. Besides,
it felt nice

Then his tongue hit my closed hole causing my breath to catch in my  throat
in sheer disbelief. My mind was reeling as he slavered over my hole,
prodding with his tongue to gain entry. Embarrassed I clamped down

"Relax babe please, just relax and enjoy okay?' I struggled to as Andy
lifted my legs still higher before resuming his tongue's probing of my most
private of places. Gradually my brain registered that this was good, really
really good, allowing me to loosen up a bit and whimper in enjoyment. Then
Andy touched a spot just on the edge of my hole making me jump and gasp in
pleasure. He chuckled and dove right in again furiously sending intense
waves careering over me.

Suddenly Andy face was close to mine, kissing me deeply, his fingers rubbing
that spot and sliding into my bum repeatedly. I knew I was opening up and
suddenly I was a tad scared as the thought hit me right as he asked

"I want to be inside of you. Will you let me babe?"

"Yeh" I heard myself say without really thinking. The smile I got in reply
had me believing this was right, that I did want this, that I would do
anything to make this wonderful man smile at me like that again

Reaching under the lounge Andy pulled out a slim bottle of gel, pouring a
heap over his first three fingers. It felt cool and slick on my skin as he
slid a finger inside me working it in a circular motion pushing at the edges
to loosen my muscles. Felt okay. A second finger slid making me feel a bit
odd. My face must've shown something because Andy kissed me deeply and kept
on with the circular thing

"You're doing great babe" he breathed "Just relax a bit more and we'll be
fine okay" I nodded

Andy sat back on his knees, grabbed the gel again and slathered a lot of it
over his dick. Right then it looked impossibly big for what he was going to
do but he smiled reassuringly as he worked a heap more into my entry.
Putting down the bottle and wiping his hands on the towels I knew the moment
of truth was at hand. I threw my legs as wide as I could and lifted up to
let Andy shove a pillow underneath my lower back. He moved over the top of
me, snaking his arms underneath my shoulders, gripping his hands on the arm
rest behind my head, his whole body covering mine, the tip of his dick at my
entry which flinched at the contact. I worked to keep myself open revelling
in the feeling of his hairy chest on my smooth one

"We'll do this nice and slow babe okay. Just trust me here. Now put your
arms around my shoulders and slide down as I come up" biting my bottom lip I
nodded. Open mouthed he kissed me plunging in his tongue right as his
dickhead plunged into me.

It hurt. It really hurt. I tried to cry out but his mouth on mine prevented
that and he sucked the air out of my lungs panicking me. Andy slid some more
dick in, blowing a great blast of air into my lungs and I relaxed a bit
finding that the real pain had passed with only a dull ache remaining.

"I'm sorry babe but I promise that from now on its gonna be fantastic.
You're doing brilliantly okay" he whispered looking at me with his eyes
gentle and I reckon lovingly. "I'll be gentle I promise. I want you  so much
this is like a dream come true for me"

This time Andy was true to his word, pulling back a bit and pushing a bit
more in each return. I felt full but he just kept on filling me up more and
more, not bad, odd. Took me a while to get used to feeling him in me and as
he kept on kissing me, the friction of his chest on mine sending the odd
spark especially when his hair moved across my nipples.  I wondered what all
the fuss was about fucking figuring maybe it was better for him than for me.
But hey, its an experience right?

One of us moved and bam! it hit me! Like a full body electric shock making
me tingle all over. I groaned through our kiss.

"So we've got it" Andy chuckled "Right babe now the real fun starts" with
that he thrust his hips sharply sending the final bit of him into me and
made the sparks fly again. I groaned again and he laughed looking awfully
pleased with himself "Bingo"

Drawing back a little Andy thrust in again, hitting this great ON button,
making me buck up into him. His lips were all over my face, his tongue in my
mouth, down my neck, his hips settling into a short pull out plunge in
motion that had him hitting that spot two out of three.

Huge waves of intense pleasure pounded over me, the absolute best ever,
overloading my senses. I could barely feel any other part of me, no idea of
anything but this. Andy kept going on and on, me mumbling incomprehensively,
writhing, both of us starting to sweat as our bodies heated up the new
slickness making Andy slide more easily up and down me.

I was losing myself in a world of blinding non-colour as Andy took me to
another heaven.

Faster and harder he rammed into me, my entry muscles now working in sync,
gripping and releasing him. His groans matched mine, our breathing short and
sharp, again and again he hit the spot I was losing it big time. My nuts
began to boil my dick unbelievably hard between us the head responding to
the friction of his hard abs. I blew forcefully almost painfully over and
over between us my arse muscles clamping down hard on his dick but he kept
on

"Oh yeh baby thats it" he growled "I'm cumming inside you right now" diving
in for a torrid kissing bout he bucked at my hold on his cock and I felt him
pulse deep within my guts over and over, his whole body shaking he collapsed
onto me, his weight heavy but wonderful.

Andy's head was on my shoulder, hot gushes of air blowing over my upper arm.
I wrapped my arms about his broad back and just held him, feeling our heart
beats settle, revelling in this great after glow, the closeness, the smells
of fresh clean sweat and of the fruity shampoo he used

Andy was still inside me, not so big feeling now and I was still firm too.

Neither of us moved for ages, not saying anything, just enjoying.

I was alive to the world like I had never been before. The room looked
better to me now, different, almost like I was seeing it and Andy too,
properly for the first time.

I kissed the top of his head and nipped at his ear, making him shake me off
, pull me tightly into him and kiss me deeply

"Thankyou Sam for the best moment of my life" he whispered between kisses
"Thats the honest truth y'know. Its never been this good with anyone else"
his fingers were fiddling with my hair , his look again I cannot describe
properly but I was filled with joy to see it, to see it was for me, that he
was real, that.... oh I dunno what but it made me feel really special and
that I was important to him, kinda worthy

"No, thankyou Andy for something I can't describe" I kissed him softly on
the lips just touching "I want this to go on forever"

"Lets just enjoy right now okay" Andy slid his head back onto my shoulder
and nestled, taking some of his weight off of me. I pulled him back down
because I liked the closeness.

We stayed like that for ages, quiet. Eventually Andy decided we were running
out of safe time so he slipped out of me, grabbed my hand, pulled me up and
took me hand in hand to shower and clean up. We kissed some more, washed
each other, dried each other off, cleaned up the TV room, dressed and I went
home a bit unwillingly

No one was home so I went to my room, fell on my bed and relived the
afternoon over and over until Mum got home and sent me out to get some stuff
for dinner. I ran into Jason Paige on the way back but he wasn't very
talkative and took off pretty quick, almost like he wanted to avoid me. Did
some homework and went to bed as usual.

Wednesday I was a bit sore but I still ran. There was no chance to speak to
Andy alone but looks can say a lot anyway. Andy wasn't at touch either which
disappointed me.

Thursday during our run Andy dropped back a bit and signalled that I should
too

"Wanna come over this afternoon after school? Bronwyn is going late night
shoping right from work"

My heart sang "Sure thing" He beamed and we flew to catch up with the
others, turning it into a bit of a race.

The day crawled for me but as soon as the bell rang I sprinted.

"Hey Andy" I called as I bounded up the steps to the deck

"Aw shit" came a voice, not Andy's, but one I knew even if I couldn't quite
pick whose

"Its okay, don't panic" Andy, then louder "come in Sam, we're in the TV
room"

" 'k"  calling back I made through the french doors and the kitchen to the
room beyond

Standing in the doorway naked was Andy, one arm lazily draped around an
embarrassed looking but equally naked Jason. I stopped dead in my tracks,
mouth slightly open

"Whoa! sorry guys, I didn't mean to interrupt or anything, I mean I didn't
know" I started to babble which made Jason redden a bit more. Andy pulled
Jason closer.

"No worries Sam. We're just fooling around, aren't we Jase? Wanna join us?"
Andy winked, smiled and I went hard, Andy then kissed the top of Jason's
head

"Sure thing" my shirt was over my head and my three quarter pants hit.the
floor. Naked and erect I stepped out of my clothes the two paces to the
doorway. Slipping one arm around Andy's waist and the other around Jason's,
I reached up to kiss Andy softly, then deeply and softly again before
breaking away. Jason was going to dodge me but I slid over Andy's body into
Jason's and pulled him into me to kiss him too. His resistance evaporated as
he began to kiss back furiously.

"He's a greedy pup our Jase" Andy chuckled merrily as Jason continued to
ravage me with kisses, mouth, neck. Andy was now behind me, his solid dick
pressing into my lower back as he steered us back into the TV room, holding
me about the waist, rubbing my chest, nibbling at my ears, kissing me. I
loved the feel of his strong pecs and soft hair hard against my back, his
thick thighs around mine as Jason worked his magic mouth and tongue down my
taut torso.

I was leaking steadily, my cock straining to extend even further as Jason's
tongue first flicked over my head teasingly. Andy flicked a nipple and I
groaned which seemed like a  signal to Jason  who dived on my dick and fair
near swallowed it to the root right off. His tongue was suddenly everywhere,
all over my aching  shaft back and forwards as he gradually propelled
himself down the full length of me even when his nose was at the skin of my
groin he kept on trying for every last part of me.

Back and forth, sucking and slurping Jason slid his hands around my thighs,
breaking their contact with Andy's, gripping me firmly holding me in place
while he took me to heaven. With Andy's big strong arms about my middle I
savoured one especially deep french kiss his rod at my back feeling hot and
pulsing gently

"I've got to change places love" Andy murmured in my ear, the kiss broken.
"Gotta keep the greedy pup happy" a slight slap on my arse and he moved back
away from me. I missed his closeness right away and but for the grip Jason
had on my legs as he skilfully played my horn, would've fallen.

Taking up my hand and grinning wickedly, dark brown eyes flashing Andy moved
behind Jason and using his other hand guided his throbbing meaty pole for a
swift single plunge into Jason's rear. A brief gasp of hot air or two from
Jase which felt incredible over my cock, a flinching of his muscular back
then stretching back towards Andy was the only reaction.

Man I thought as I surrendered to the new force of Jason's cock sucking
being propelled by Andy's hip thrusts, Jason's sure had some practice at
this stuff. Who'd've guessed! Damn but Amy'd be pissed, silly bitch. He just
felt so good

Gripping my wrists tighlty, Andy began ravaging Jason's hole, long dicking
him powerfully, sweat starting to sheen his torso and forehead. I clamped my
hands over his wrists in return while Jason's grunting became a quiet
satisfied humming that pleasantly tickled the base of my dick as his
increased the suction steadily.

My nuts rose tight against me and boiled as I blew cum, once, twice three
times into Jason's throat. He growled but kept on milking me for all I had.
Time lost meaning but  I dimly saw Jason flex his butt muscles hard enough
to keep Andy from fucking him easily, pushing Andy over the edge at almost
the exact time I felt a wetness on my bare feel as Jason blew all over the
timber floor.

I was gasping for air, my dick suddenly incredibly sensitive and sweat
dripped down my chest and stomach.

"Jason, please, enough" I cried and as I felt him let my dick free I could
see it was still hard and quite red. Looking a little disappointed Jason
stood up, pulling himself free of Andy's tool, and he gathered me into his
arms for a sweet tender long kiss. I could taste me on his lips as I dove in
again for another kiss. Andy was wrapping his hefty arms about the pair of
us, interrupting to kiss each of us in turn. I snuggled into the strength of
his chest and sighed.

"Thanks guys that was great" Jason spoke for the first time, his hazel eyes
sparkling green and he kissed each of us quickly in turn before mimicking me
and cuddling into Andy.

"C'mon over to the lounge. I need to sit down" Andy steered us lightly

"Back giving out old man" jested Jason cheekily, getting a playful slug to
his shoulder in reply "Ouch! now you'll have to kiss it better" and he
tumbled onto the faux leather bringing the full weight of Andy onto the top
of him with a "wumpf" of expelled air as Andy dived in for another kiss.

I was left standing, feeling a bit left out until Andy's hand waved in my
direction and caught about my knee bringing me closer in

"Can't have you all alone" he breathed as he pulled me close, eyeing my
still firm dick before taking the head into his mouth and flicking his
tongue about the head lazily for a bit.

"Shove over Stud Muffin give the man some room"

"Man? Yeh right" Jason grumbled good naturedly but he moved to sit so Andy
slid up right next to him and hauled me down to his other side. Again his
arms came about us and drew us into the clean fresh sweaty smell of his
chest. Oddly I found it nice, and reached over to stroke gently Jason's
cheek.. He blushed a bit

"This is perfect. Cuddled up with my two favourite boys" sighing contentedly
Andy kissed our heads a couple of times and pulled us in even closer.

Jason giggled a bit "Betchya Aaron wouldn't be happy to hear you say that"

"Aaron has his uses and his place, so be nice to him" admonished Andy. "He
was all I had before you two came along and I don't want to hear you
slagging off about him. Got that Stud Muffin?"

"Yes Andy" in the exasperated with parent tone and to show his contrition,
Jason nipped at Andy's nipple causing him to yelp and then moan a little
before rustling Jason's hair

"Fuck look at the time. I gotta go. We're having a family dinner tonight and
I gotta get" suddenly Jason was everywhere throwing on his clothes putting
himself into some sort of order "Thanks Andy" a kiss "Thanks Sam" another
kiss and then a gleam in his eyes "I'll talk to  you tomorrow okay?"

With a chorus of "thanks Jason" and a quick wave he was off out the back
door leaving me drowsily comfortable wrapped in Andy's arms.

"He's a good kid , I like him. Insatiable" the laugh was soft and
affectionate as he hugged me repeatedly "But you, young man, now you're the
one I'm really falling for, you know that love?" kissed me on the head

"No and I think I love you too" my hands were wandering through the hair on
his chest, soft, nice "Sooo.. how long have you and Jason..?" I wasn't sure
that I wanted to know but curious as all hell too

"What? When did I started fooling around with Jason?" another laugh " The
afternoon of the barbeque, y'know the day I met you. I'd been checking you
out since a bit after we got there, found out you were Greg's son and came
over to break the ice" he tilted my head back and kissed me gently on the
lips "Hardly dared to dream it would work out like this" he breathed quietly
kissing me again

"How?" I knew I wasn't going to like the answer and I guessed Andy knew it
too

"You really wanna know?'

"No, but yeh" Andy laughed heartily, ruffled my hair and kissed my head
loudly. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the dark TV screen  wearing
this goofy grin

"Well, after we left your place I was in the garage with the car and the
door was up y'see" he started quietly talking into my ear. His breath was a
bit ticklish and I squirmed a bit, earning me a slight tap and a hug squeeze
"Sit still okay. So the garage door was up and Jason strolled in, I have no
idea where his folks were, and he starts talking about the car, asking
questions about how fast it went and stuff. Don't exactly remember.." he
stopped for a bit to think

"There was something about him that got me wondering, so I asked if he'd
like to come for a spin." a small chuckle "Jason couldn't get in that car
fast enough.  I yelled out something to Bronnie and we took off. I really
hammered it to show off, took the corner a bit fast, Jason slid my way and
the next thing his hand was in my lap and wasn't moving it. He gave me this
look and I asked him if he knew of some place private to go. Quick on the
uptake is Jason. Directed me to this reserve behind Macarthur Oval, pot
holes and gravel, hell on the suspension. Anyways we got into this little
spot all overgrown and hidden, and I fucked him naked over the bonnet of the
car. Christ he was loud!"

"Oh" I felt bad for Jason that Andy was so blunt about something that with
me had been fantastic. Maybe he had his reasons like not rubbing it in for
me but that didn't help the empty feeling in my guts.

Noticing something, like maybe that my dick had gone soft, Andy lifted my
chin up with one hand to look me fair in the eyes.

"Sam, thats Jason, not you. You're more than a hundred Jasons to me, I need
you to believe that okay" and open eyed we kissed tenderly. "Sam I can tell
you that I sure as hell wasn't the first for Jason, hah! I probably wasn't
even the tenth. Maybe having you here with him wasn't the best idea but he
was going to figure out sooner or later about us. Hah! Seems like he's
always coming by, and I like him I really do, but he doesn't hold a candle
on you. You're special, adorable" he was gently pushing my fringe back into
order "he is not your competition with me, you are his. I want you to
promise to be careful around him"

"Why?" I was genuinely puzzled by all this

"Because Jason could easily be big trouble for you is why. That boy has a
wild streak you don't have. He can look after himself in ways you can't. Now
I'm not saying don't be his mate, just be careful okay? Hmmm? Promise me
please"

"Okay I promise" although Andy wasn't making much sense to me I grudgingly
did as he asked. It was just that the Jason Andy was describing wasn't the
Jason I knew. Then again I suppose that this afternoon had pretty clearly
shown me that I knew stuff all about Jason actually.

We didn't talk much after that, just lay there kissing and cuddling. I was
happy being with Andy: right then nothing else mattered. It was Andy's
mobile going off that finished things, seems he was called back into work
for some emergency or other. We kissed goodbye and headed off in our
different directions.

Next morning it was raining steadily, enough to make even Dad forgo his run.
Its also a sure way to put Dad in a grouchy mood. I was glad to get to
school, at least I was until Jason cornered me in the quad.

Like everyone else I was sticking close to the buildings and covered ways to
keep from getting wet as we moved between classes. Remembering Andy's talk I
was a bit apprehensive about being around Jason which didn't seem entirely
fair to him. I was just plain uncomfortable but when he asked if he could
drop by my place after school I didn't know how to tell him no. As he took
off beaming at me I felt bad inside for having these doubts and questions
about him. It was tempting to blame Andy but that wasn't fair either

My misery lasted the rest of the school day