Date: Thu, 30 Oct 2008 18:09:12 EDT From: ActFrPaGr@aol.com Subject: Darrell From Next Door Darrell From Next Door (Continued from The Boys Next Door." M/b As the garage door slowly descended I had asked Darrell if he would like to squeeze my peter. He had grinned and nodded his head, "yes." You may recall from my story, The Boys Next Door, that Darrell is a 12 year old red headed boy that wanted to help me put a new stereo in my truck. As he reached for the screwdriver in my lap I had moved my hips so that his hand gripped my hard cock, which he wound up squeezing. He had mentioned that he caught his father "squeezing his peter" and had been scolded and sent out of the room. I had told Darrell that I squeezed my peter all the time, and he seemed very interested. The garage door whispered closed. It was bright daylight outdoors, and I had several garage windows, so there would still be plenty of light for what I had in mind. "Go ahead and squeeze my peter." I told Darrell. "You don't mind?" "No, I don't mind at all. In fact, I would like it very much." Darrell slowly reached out his right hand and placed it lightly over the bulge in my cut-offs. He looked up at me and grinned. I smiled back at him and nodded my head to let him know that it was alright. He slowly closed his fingers around my cock and gave a good squeeze. When my cock twitched at his touch Darrell quickly pulled his hand back. "Did I hurt you?" "No, my cock was just showing you how good that felt." "I told my Dad that a friend of mine at school called his peter a cock once. He told me that I was to young to use that word, and to keep calling it a peter." "Was that before or after you caught your dad squeezing his cock?" "It was after. I went to ask him why he was looking at picture of me and my little sister on the computer and squeezing his cock." "Hmmm," I thought to myself. "Looking at pictures of his kids and jacking off. Might be something I can capitalize on." "Well, Darrell, you can call your peter a cock, or any other name that you want while you are here at my place." Darrell grinned and said, "Can I squeeze your...cock...again? It felt neat." "Why don't you unbutton my cut-offs and pull down the zipper. That way you can squeeze my cock without my clothes being in the way." "Really? You'd let me do that??" "Of course you can do that. You can do anything you want to my cock, except bite it off." I chuckled. Darrell laughed and unbuttoned my fly and slowly pulled down the zipper. The vibration of the zipper along my cock as well as the boys hands rubbing me made my cock get even harder. My cock was stuck inside of my cut-offs so Darrell could only see the side of it and my pubic hair above it. I lifted my hips and instructed Darrell to pull my shorts down and off, which he did. My cock rushed to it's full hardness pointing at Darrell's face. "You have a lot of hair down there." said Darrell, looking closely at my cock. "Do you have any hair around your cock?" I asked. "Yes...a few...I counted eleven last night when I took a bath." I thought to myself, "Enough to mean that his balls are churning out hormones and sperms. I'll bet his cum is as sweet as honey." "Go ahead and squeeze my cock." I instructed Darrell. "It's sooo big!" he exclaimed. "Oh," I said, "only about seven inches long." "Mine is only four and one-half inches long." "Hard or soft?" I asked. Darrell blushed and said, "Hard." He reached out and took hold of my hard cock and started squeezing. "Hold your hand tight around my cock and move it up and down." His hand squeezed my cock harder, and he started jacking me off. "Do you know what will happen if you keep doing that to my cock?" I asked. "What will happen?" "I will cum." "What is cum?" Darrell asked, his hand still moving up and down on my cock. "That is when a man ejaculates." "A man what?" "When the sperm from his balls, and other stuff from his prostate shoots out of the end of his cock." "Sperm?" "The stuff that when squirted into a woman makes babies." "Oh, do you eu...eje..." "Just say cum." "Do you...cum?" "Just keep rubbing my cock up and down and you will see for yourself." With that, Darrell began jacking my cock even harder and faster. When a twelve year old boy is jacking your cock, it doesn't take long for your balls to react. "I'm getting close to cumming." I told Darrell. "What do I do?" he asked. "Use your other hand to play with my balls and keep jacking my cock with the other hand. Oh, and when I start to cum, don't stop." As the twelve year old boy jacked my cock and played with my balls, I could feel myself starting to cum. "It won't be long now." I said. Darrell leaned over my cock to get a better look, his face only inches above it. Immediately I felt my cum rushing up my cock and leaned up so that I could watch as I shot my cum. When Darrell felt my cock start to throb his jaw dropped open. My cum shot out of my cock hitting Darrell in the face. Since his mouth was open a squirt of cum went right into his mouth. Darrell instinctively closed his mouth and swallowed. "Keep pumping my cock, Darrell. That feels really great!" When my cock stopped throbbing and the cum only oozed out, Darrell looked up at me, grinning, and cum dripping off his face. "Wow, that was neat. Your cum shot all over my face, and some even went into my mouth." Darrell's forehead wrinkled and he asked in a worried tone, "It won't hurt me or make me sick, will it?" "No," I answered. "I eat cum all the time. Did you like it?" "Well, it tasted kind of funny, but it was alright, I guess." "I guess it is an acquired taste." I said. "What does acquired mean?" Darrell asked. "It means that the more you eat something the more you like it." My cum was all over my stomach, and cock. Darrell still had a hold on my softening cock, and there was cum all over his hand and arm. I reached up and gently took hold of his hand, sliding it off of my flaccid cock. I pulled his hand up to my mouth and started sucking my cum off of his fingers. I sucked my cum off of all of his fingers, leaving his thumb coated with cum. I then pushed his hand up to his face. "Suck your thumb, like if you were a baby." Darrell looked at his cum covered thumb and slowly opened his mouth. I moved his hand so that his cum covered thumb went into his mouth. "Suck it." I whispered. Darrell closed his mouth around his thumb and began sucking. At first he had this worried look on his face, but as he sucked my cum off of his thumb, his eyes opened wider and he looked pleased. Taking his thumb out of his mouth he said, "I got acquired...your cum tastes delicious! Can I have more?" "There is a lot of cum on my stomach, if you want to lick it off." Darrell quickly lowered his face to my stomach and sucked and licked all my cum off. Then he licked the cum out of my pubic hair, and started licking my cock. "Suck my cock, and you'll get some more." Darrell engulfed my soft cock into his mouth and began sucking like he had previously sucked on his thumb. Even though I had just cum, my cock started to fluff up again...who's wouldn't, with a twelve year old boy sucking him? Looking down I saw that Darrell had his eyes closed as he contentedly sucked on my hardening cock. I knew that I couldn't cum again for awhile, and I really wanted to taste some twelve year old cum. "I can't get hard enough to cum again for a little while, Darrell." He pulled his mouth off my cock and looked up at me, my cum drying on his face. "Anyway, now it's my turn." I stated. "Take off you pants and climb up here and sit on my chest." Darrell quickly removed his pants and underwear and climbed up to where I had told him. His little cock was only inches from my mouth, and rock hard. I reached up and massaged his cock and hairless balls. Darrell moaned and said how good that felt. Looking at his genitals, I could see a few little red hairs just above his four and one-half inch cock. I reached up and put my hands on his baby smooth bare buttocks, and pulled him forward. Opening my mouth I pulled him again until that delicious twelve year old hard-on entered my mouth. I opened my mouth a little more and also took in his balls. Closing my mouth around Darrell's cock and balls, I began to gently suck, and slowly swirl my tongue around his genitals. Darrell moaned repeatedly as I sucked on him. "I...I...something is happening." Darrell said. "It's like I'm going to pee, but it's not." Sliding my mouth off of Darrell's genitals I told him that he is getting ready to cum. "Cum? I can cum...just like you?" "Yes," I said. "I'm sure you are old enough since you have some pubic hair." "Wow." Darrell said. "WOW!" he exclaimed as I put my lips around his cock and started sucking hard, moving my mouth up and down his smooth cock. "WOW...oh, WOW...oh...oh...OH...OH.OH.OH, YIPE!" As Darrell "yiped" his cock began shooting cum into my mouth. His cock jerked three times, then started to soften. I could feel Darrell's twelve year old cum coating my tongue. And, I was right...sweet as honey. I sucked his cock a little more, then swallowed his load. Darrell started to slump down and I slid him back so that he could lean forward and rest his head on my chest. I could smell his hair...a clean boy smell. His soft cock resting on mine. Darrell's breathing slowed, and he quickly fell asleep. I wrapped my arms around this young boy and listened to him breath. As he slept on my chest I slid my hands down to his baby soft butt and lightly squeezed his butt cheeks. I was just pulling open his butt cheeks to find his ass hole. "DARRELL." Someone, a woman, was calling him. I gently shook Darrrell and he slowly rose up and opened his eyes. "DARRELL!" Again, a woman called...probably his mother. "Oh," Darrell said. "That's my Mom. She's probably looking for me. Darrell slid down off of me and quickly pulled on his pants, keeping his underwear in his hand. As I pushed the open button on the garage door opener Darrell wiped my cum off his face with his underwear, looked at it, then dropped it on the garage floor. Darrell headed for the garage door, but stopped. He slowly turned towards me and asked, "Can we do that again sometime?" "Yes," I answered. "But you know that you can't tell ANYBODY about what we did. "Of course I know, I ain't just some dumb kid." Darrell said with a big grin on his face. "No, you are a very delicious tasting kid." I said smiling. "And you are a delicious tasting man." he replied. Darrell rushed back to me and planted a kiss on my cock. "I love you cock." he said to my cock, looking up to me and grinning. He then turned and ran out of my garage. I pushed the garage door control to close, and laid back, reliving the memory of having a twelve year old boy's mouth on my cock, and his cock shooting honey-cum into mine. After running the events that had just happened through my mind several times, I stood and pulled on my cut-offs. Getting back into my truck, I completed replacing the radio with the new stereo. Going back into my house I removed the tape of Chuck and his boy from the VCR. "Some day there won't be any VCR's." I thought to myself. "Guess I'll have to learn about how to copy this, and my other porn tapes, onto a CD." Putting the video tape away, I removed my cut-offs and headed to the shower. CHAPTER TWO The evening went very well. I put some chicken on the grill when my wife got home, and she made some fried potatoes to go with the chicken. At about nine o'clock our doorbell rang. "I'll get it." I told my wife and went to the door. Upon opening the door I was face to face with a very handsome, tall, red headed man. His face looked familiar and I was trying to place where I had seen him before. "I'm sorry tah bother you," he said with a slight Scottish brogue, "but mah son has been pesterin' me most of tah day to ask you if he can swim in your pool." Now I recognized him...he looked amazingly like a grown up Darrell. I reached out to shake his hand. As his hand wrapped around mine, I felt a chill run up...then down...my spine. "Oh, bye tah way, mah name is William, William MacBrien, and we just moved intah next door." I loved his accent. I stood there in the doorway holding this beautiful man's hand for several seconds before I realized it. "Oh, oh, um, hello. I'm Bill." I answered, shaking his hand. My wife came up next to me and I introduced her to William. He then let go of my hand (I hadn't realized that I was still holding on to him) and extended his hand to my wife. "Most people call me Red." William told Mary. "Welcome to the neighborhood." My wife said, shaking his hand. "I was just going to ask my husband about asking the new neighbors over for a bar-b-que." She turned to me and said, "What about it Honey?" "I think that is an excellent idea." I proclaimed...maybe a little to enthusiastically. Mary looked at me with a smirk on her face. Oh, did I tell you that she knows that I'm bisexual? I had told her before I proposed to her, and she has no problem with it. She is aware that I occasionally go out and have sex with other men, and encourages me to do so. "How about tomorrow, Red?" I asked William." Bring your swimming suits and we can play around in the pool while the steaks are grilling." "Well, I'll ask mah wife, Martha." William said. "But, I'm sure she'll say yes. She has already told me that there'll be no cookin' until she got the kitchen all put tah-gether." A big, familiar looking, grin spread over his face. Darrell was definitely this man's son! "Good, then." I said. "Come over at about 10:00 o'clock if you can." "Ten is fine with us." Red stated. "It'll give me time to go buy a swimmin' suit...in Scotland we rarely wear them." "OH...MY...GOD!" I thought. My mouth went dry. "A big beautiful red headed Scotsman naked in my pool." I almost blurted out that he could swim naked, but luckily I stopped myself in time. We shook hands again and he left. I closed the door and turned to see my wife grinning at me. "What?" I said. "Good looking man, isn't he?" I gave a big sigh and agreed. "Wow" was all that I could get out. Mary laughed and went back to watching TV. I excused myself to the bathroom where I immediately jacked off to a grand cum. Returning to the living room I sat down to watch some TV. "Feel better?" Mary asked, laughing. She knows me too well. "A little." I answered with a sigh. Before going to bed that night I took steaks and hot dogs out of the freezer. I knew that the adults would want steak, but Darrell would probably prefer hot dogs. I also took some frozen hot dog buns out and brought everything into the house and put them in the refrigerator in the kitchen. After "doing my thing" in the bathroom I stripped and went to bed. What wonderful dreams I had, of not only Darrell, but of Darrell's dad William...or Red. In one of my dreams Red had come over for the bar-b-que wearing a kilt. I "accidentally" bumped into him knocking him down. It was true, they don't wear anything under their kilts...at least in my dreams. CHAPTER THREE I awoke with a start, the sun shining through the window onto my face. Knowing it was Sunday, I started to pull the pillow over my head and go back to sleep. "BAR-B-QUE!" hit my mind. Darrell and Red would be over at ten. "What time is it." I said aloud. Mary's side of the bed was empty, and I looked over at the alarm clock. "Whew. It's only eight AM." I got out of bed and walked naked into the bathroom for a shower. Wanted to be nice and clean for my guests. You never know, I might be able to get Darrell alone somewhere. Going to my dresser I opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a green Speedo. I usually swim naked when it's just Mary and me, and usually wear a boxer type swim suit when we have company. But, today I wanted to show off my basket. Not only to Darrell, but also to Red. "Hey." I thought. "You never know, I might be able to get Red alone somewhere...nah, he's probably straight." I slipped on my Speedo and headed into the kitchen. Mary was at the table drinking coffee. She looked up at me, and whistled. "Cut it out." I said. "You're really going to make an impression in THAT." she said. "One look at your package and Red will turn gay." "One can only wish." I responded. But actually, I was thinking more about Darrell, seeing my "package." And, didn't Darrell say he has a sister? A little sister! To be continued.