Date: Thu, 24 Jan 2002 12:28:34 -0700
From: Clone Buggs <cqsqfq@hotmail.com>
Subject: Across the Alley

WARNING
The following thread involves explicit gay male sex as well as incest.  If
you are offended by these themes, or are not of legal age, do yourself a
favor and stop reading NOW.   The charactors are completely fictional and
have no relationship to anyone living or dead.


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Across the alley

By
Stony Austin

	The alley that separates my block from the next one over, is used by the
city to collect trash.  Large containers are placed periodically for the
homeowners to dispose of their accumulated garbage and trash.  Bulk pickups
are scheduled about 4 times a year.  Our alley had become piled with bulk
trash to the point that vehicles were having a hard time negotiating the
narrow unpaved path.  The cause, was a new tenant in the house directly
behind me, which was a rental since the old couple who owned it had retired
and moved to Sun City.
	The renter was apparently a family man, because I'd seen two teenagers
tossing a ball in the backyard of that house.  The fence was too high to
actually see them, but I could tell from their voices, they were young guys
well along in puberty.  I figured seventeen or eighteen.
	I was out in the alley trying to make some order of the pile of moving
boxes and general trash that had been left in the house by the previous
tenants, when the gate to their back yard opened, and the two boys came out
with more for the pile.  They were indeed the ages I'd guessed within a few
months at least, and both were handsome young men with lithe tanned bodies,
well muscled, and sexy looking.  Neither of them was wearing a shirt, and
their baggy trousers were slipping over their hips, exposing the elastic of
their briefs.  I stopped raking trash, and looked at them as they dropped
their burdens on the heap.
	"Hey man," the dishwater blond said looking at me.  "When they gonna pick
up this shit?"
	I looked at the pile, and shrugged.  "I don't know for sure, but they'll
get around to it pretty soon I'd imagine."
	"Well, they ought to do it right away."
	I shrugged again, and the two turned to go back into their yard.  "Where
did your family come from boys?"  I leaned on my rake, and watched as they
stopped, and turned to look at me.
	"Ventura," the blond said.  "Our dad got transferred when his company moved
here."
	"Um. . . You like Phoenix?"
	"Not much."  The blond started to turn away again, and the other kid spoke.
	"This place is a shit hole if you ask me."
	"Shut up Jeremy.  You don't know him to talk like that."  The blond punched
his brother on the arm.  "You gotta excuse him mister.  He's just uncouth,
swearing like that."
	"It's all right guys.  Doesn't bother me."  The darker boy smiled at me,
and the blond turned around again while I admired the thin trail of hair
that rose out of the elastic band around his waist up to his navel.  It
seemed to glow a little in the bright sun.
	"He's just pissed because we had to leave all our friends, and haven't met
anybody here yet.  We'll make friends eventually.  But right now, we don't
have a way of getting around without a car."
	"What about your parents?"
	"Just dad.  Mom left us a year or so ago."  I sensed an edge of bitterness
in his voice.
	"So why can't your dad take you places?"
	"Well, he works all the time.  His company just relocated here, and he says
the place is a real mess.  We almost never see him anymore."
	"That's too bad.  I can imagine how it is being alone in a strange town.
I'd be glad to take you for a tour of the city if you want to learn about
where things are.  We do have pretty good public transportation, but if you
don't know where things are located."
	"Wow, that would be fantastic, wouldn't it John."  He nudged his brother in
the ribs.  John just nodded, smiling.
	"By the way, you can call me Dave," I said offering to shake hands with
John.  "John and. . .?"  We shook.
	"I'm Dale," the blond said, shaking my hand.
	"I'm pleased to meet you boys.  I live in this house across the alley."  I
pointed at my place.  "So when do you want to go sight seeing?"
	"Any time man,"  Dale said, hitching his baggy pants up.  "We're about to
go stir crazy here."  Silent John, nodded his agreement.
	"What about now?  I've got time today."
	"Great, let us put on some shirts, and we'll be right back."  Both boys
dived through the open gate to their place, and I heard them giving each
other high fives and laughing.  I went into my yard, leaving the gate open,
and put away my rake.  I was cleaning up in my laundry room when the boys
poked their heads in through my gate.
	"Dave?"  I looked up and saw the two peering around the gate post, their
bodies blocked by the seven foot cinder block wall.
	"Yeah," I shouted.  I'm in the laundry room cleaning up.  I grabbed a towel
drying my hands as I walked out into the back yard.  "Come on in guys."
They both smiled brightly, and stepped into the yard.  They were both
dressed in white tshirts covering their upper bodies which I immediately
resented.  "Shut the gate, and lock it for me John."  I threw the towel back
into the laundry room, and walked to my back door.  "You guys drink beer?
I've got to cool off a little before we go sightseeing."
	They both grinned and crowded through my back door right behind me.
	I have a den that you enter through my back door.  It's set up with very
low comfortable Italian black leather furniture.  A big screen TV occupies
one end of the room with a good stereo system.  The room is dark and
intimate.
	"Have a seat boys, I'll get us some beers."  I returned from the kitchen
with three cold long necks, and saw they had selected my couch facing the
TV. They were sitting apart with enough room for me to slide in between
them.  I handed them their bottles, and did just that.  The couch fitted the
three of us with just a bit of space between us.
	They twisted the caps off their bottles, and both took long thirsty drinks.
  I followed their example, swallowing a long cooling drink that did little
to cool my fevered imagination.  The boys sitting next to me were turning me
on, and my dick was starting to thicken up.
	"You got any good videos?"  It was the first time John had spoken.  I
looked at him, and smiled to myself.
	"What do you like?  I've got a lot of tapes."
	They looked at each other quickly and grinned.  Dale leaned back on the
sofa, and put his hand on his knee, and then slapped it lightly.  "How about
porn?"  His dark eyes twinkled as he took another swallow of beer, trying to
look like he watched porn all the time.
	"Uh, I don't know if you'd like the porn I've got.  Wouldn't you rather
watch a movie or something?  I've got cable; how about some ESPN."
	"Nah," Dale said.  "What kind of porn do you have?"
	"Well," I stammered, a little distressed that my very explicit gay porn
might not be their cup of tea.  "I only have gay porn," I confessed, looking
at each of them to see their reaction.
	"That's cool," Dale said.  "Let's see something."  I took a deep breath,
and searched my memory for the best tape to put in the VCR for them.
	I stood up, and set my beer on the end table.  The tapes were kept in a
side board with drawers.  The cassettes fitted into the drawers perfectly,
holding about thirty tapes per drawer, and there were ten drawers.  I opened
the first drawer, and looked at the tapes there looking for the one my mind
had come up with as a good start.  Both boys joined me looking over my
shoulders.
	"Let's see this one,"  Silent John's hand brushed over my arm and he
selected a tape and began prying it out of the drawer.  He'd. selected a
very hot tape called Butt Buds.  I took another deep breath, and took the
tape out of his hand.
	"This is a very hot tape boys, and I don't want to take responsibility for
anything that happens after I put it on."
	"What," said Dale.   "You think we're kids?"  he took a swallow of beer,
and laid back on the couch, and let his free hand come to rest on his
crotch.
	"OK.  You asked for it boys."  I popped the tape into the player, and
followed John back to the couch.  We took the same positions as before, with
a boy on either side.  I reached across John's lap to retrieve my beer from
the end table, and my elbow brushed across his growing basket.  He grinned
at me, when I straightened up and leaned back.  He put his hand on my thigh
and left it there.
	"This is great man," Dale said, rubbing his growing mound through his
baggies.
	"Make yourself comfortable guys, it gets hot pretty fast."  The tape begins
with a long series of big dick cum shots.  The thick gobs of cum flying on
the screen are some of the most erotic cum shots I've ever seen.  As they
played, I glanced at both their crotches, and saw the shots were having
their desired effect on my young guests.
	By the time the video began the first story on the tape, both boys were
obviously hard as stone, and breathing with shallow breaths.  They had
forgotten their half finished beers.  I leaned over John again and put my
beer on the table.  I let my empty hand fall on his stiff cock, and squeezed
it a little.  He grinned at me and set his own beer down next to mine, and
slumped down on the couch.
	I turned to Dale, and pushed his hand away from his stiff meat, and
squeezed him as well.  He sighed, and humped into my hand.  I leaned back,
and put my hands on both their hard cocks at the same time.  They both put
their hands on my thick hard dick.  "You boys have done this before; haven't
you?"
	"Yeah, we fuck around with each other all the time.  Do you suck dick?"  It
was John, more than he'd said before up until then.
	"Of course.  Do you?"
	"Sure.  You want to suck us?"
	"Of course.  Why don't you boys take off your clothes and let's see what we
can get going."  They both jumped up and started stripping.  They were
obviously hot for what was going to happen.
	"You too," Dale said, pulling his tshirt over his head.  "You strip too.
We've never seen a grown man naked before.  Let's see your dick."  He
reached down and squeezed my eight inches through my Levis.  I kicked off my
old tennis shoes, and started unbuttoning my work shirt.  When it was open,
I started to shrug it off as I stood up.  John leaned into my chest and
licked my left nipple.  It quivered under his warm tongue, and stood erect
from his attention.
	Dale had dropped his pants, and was standing behind me in his white cotton
briefs.  He leaned against my back, and his arms reached around me and felt
my stiff cock again, before beginning to unbuckle my belt and then popping
my buttons.  He got my pants open, and pushed his hands into my crotch to
discover I didn't wear underwear.  He sucked in his breath, and fondled my
naked tool with one hand while his other hand began playing with my heavy
ball sack.  He laid his head on my back and began kissing my neck and
shoulder while he played.  I could feel his hardness nestled into my butt
crack, and I knew then I had to have his thick hard prick fucking me soon.
	John, slipped down on his knees, still wearing his baggie pants, and kissed
my cock head.   He opened his mouth, and Dale, looking over my shoulder,
pushed my stiffness down and into his mouth.  He held my cock at the right
angle as John began to suck delicately on my glans.  His hands were soon
tugging on my Levis and I helped him drag them off my legs.  He never took
his mouth off my cock head.  When I was naked, I put both my hands on his
head, and pushed my dick into his mouth a little deeper.
	Dale, moved away from me, and stripped off his briefs.  I took the
opportunity to sit down on the couch again, spreading my legs around John's
body, letting him take my cock in his hand and continue his sucking.  I
looked at Dale's beautiful body, and watched as he stroked his cock briefly
while he watched his kid brother sucking my dick.
	"Man," he mumbled.  "This is fucking hot."  I motioned him closer, and he
stepped over to me.
	"Get up on the couch, and put your butt in my face."  He did as I asked,
and I soon had his butt cheeks spread, and licking his slightly hairy
asshole with my hungry tongue.  In no time, he was rocking his butt crack up
and down on my tongue, moaning.
	John, stopped sucking me, and I heard him murmur to Dale that he looked
like he was enjoying getting his ass eaten.  "You ought to let him do you.
This feels fucking great."  Without a second's hesitation, Dale leaped off
the couch, and John was already stripping out of his pants and underwear.
They exchanged places easily, and I was soon back eating ass, one of my
favorite activities.  I felt Dale grip my cock, and start licking it like a
lollipop.  I moaned, in ecstasy, having stumbled into slut heaven with these
two young men.
	Dale had my shaft slick and shiny with his spit, when John shifted his
weight on the couch, and suddenly stepped off the couch still straddling my
legs.  Dale held my cock upright, and John just sat down on me.  I slipped
into his hole without stopping until he was sitting on my complete length.
I let out a huff, and wrapped my arms around him and humped into him a bit.
I looked around his thin waist, and saw that Dale had his brother's cock
deep in his throat.  As he sucked, I began to fuck his brother's ass with
pleasure.  These boys were amazing.  I was saying a silent prayer of thanks
for their having been delivered to my clutches.  I saw my sex life taking a
turn up in heat with my new neighbors across the alley.
	John leaned back against my chest, rubbing against my hardened nipples
sending ripples of pleasure through my body and into my dick.  He began
humping his ass on my shaft, feeding his cock into his brother's throat.  He
was moaning and shivering with pleasure.  After a good long fuck, he
suddenly stiffened, and I held his balls in my hand, and felt him shoot his
cum into his brother's mouth.  Dale moaned, and swallowed, then swallowed
again.
	"My turn," Dale said.  Pulling his brother off my cock.  He turned to
present his hole to me on his hands and knees.  I dropped off the couch, and
plugged his hole with my throbbing dick.  He moaned as I entered him, and
pushed back against me hard.  "Fuck me hard man."  Dale grunted as I began
to fuck him as hard as he wanted.
	John reclined on the couch, and watched us fucking while he jacked his
still stiff cock.  I felt his hand on my left butt cheek, and he began to
stroke his fingers up and down my crack.  after a moment, he centered on my
hole, and pushed a finger into me.  His long finger was soon pushing in and
out of me causing wonderful feelings in my body.  I reached behind and
pulled my right cheek apart from my left to give him more room and hissed at
him to fuck me if he wanted.  He wasted no time, getting into position
behind me.  He spit on his dick head, and was soon rubbing it up into my
crack.  He found my tight pucker and pushed in.  I stopped humping Dale, and
let John's long cock slide into me.  When we were well connected, he began
to fuck me and I let him set the pace, getting a nice easy fuck going.
	We fucked like that for several long minutes, until I heard Dale begin to
grunt and felt him tremble under me.  I took his hard cock in hand, and
began to stroke him lightly.  He let out a long breath, and clamped down on
me with his sphincter, filling my hand with his steamy spunk.  I caught it
all in my palm, and as he finished, I held it up to his mouth and told him
to lick my hand clean.  He did as he was told, staying in place as I
continued to fuck him to John's rhythm.
	Another few moments of fucking him and I felt the climax rising in my nuts.
  I pulled out of Dale's butt, and jacked my cock, spraying cum all over his
butt cheeks.  Behind me, John grunted, and pulled out of me as well.  He
stood up quickly and stepped around me and spewed his cum all over his
brother's back groaning out his thick creamy load.
	Together, we leaned over and began licking the hot splatters of cum off
Dale's back and cheeks.  Dale laid down on the carpet on his stomach, and
John and I cleaned his body of all traces of our passion.  When he was clean
again, we continued licking his smooth skin.  He shivered under our
ministrations and sighed, writhing under our tongues, covered with delicious
goose bumps.
	When we began to tire, John and I sat back, and patted him on the butt, and
both reached for our beers.  The  two hour video had come to an end, and the
screen of the TV was a mass of snow.  I handed Dale his beer as he sat up on
the carpet.  He took the bottle, and squeezed the foot that was closest to
me.
	"Man," Dale sighed, "that was fucking incredible."  We all three leaned
back against the front side of the couch, and finished our beers.
I took their empty bottles and offered seconds, which they accepted.  John
found the remote for the VCR and had the tape rewound when I returned from
the kitchen.
	"Mind if we watch this again?  We missed all the good parts."  He looked up
at me standing there naked holding out a bottle to him.
	"Not at all, it's a fucking hot tape."  I handed Dale his beer, and sat
down on the couch again.  The two nude boys were still sitting on the
carpet, watching the cum shots rolling by on the screen again.  They both
leaned against my legs, and John laid his young tanned arm across my lap.  I
put a hand on his head, and smiled down at him.  Dale laid his cheek on my
leg, and I sat my bottle on the table, and put my free hand on his head as
well.  Together, we watched the video through to the end.  We had forgotten
about the sightseeing tour of Phoenix.

End