Date: Wed, 18 Aug 1999 15:11:19 -0700 (PDT)
From: =?iso-8859-1?q?UKSW?= <ukstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys Next Door: Lance (part 2 of 4)

ukstories@yahoo.com

All the usual warnings apply. If you're not old enough, not legal or not
interested in reading stories with a gay theme - don't read it.

This is based on the Australian soap "Neighbours" and a selected few of the
rather gorgeous male characters who star in it. If you've never heard of
the programme, there's plenty of web sites out there with pictures so that
you get the proper image of the guy's I'm talking about! You're on the look
out for the following characters Billy (Jesse Spencer), Lance (Andrew
Bibby), Paul (Jansen Spencer) and Tad (Jonathan Dutton).

Feedback is always appreciated. Comments good or bad can be sent to me at
ukstories@yahoo.com and I'll do my best to get back to your as quickly as
possible! You could always grab my attention immediately the next time I'm
online with ICQ! My number is 45862060. However you do it, I promise to
send the URL of the new UKSW website.

P.S. Don't make any assumptions about the actors' sexual preference from
this - it's all just made up!

The programme and its characters are trademarks of and copyright Grundy
International Operations BV.

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Boys Next Door: Lance

It felt like years since Lance had been in the house alone. Ever sine his
problem with the gambling, faking in the break in and everything that had
gone with it, it had taken a lot to convince his mum and Phil, his
step-dad, that the minute they left him alone he wouldn't be raiding the
house to raise money to feed his addiction. But this morning they had both
gone out to a craft fair in a small town up in the country. They'd taken
both his twin sister, Anne and his step-sister, Hannah, with them. Leaving
Lance with the house to himself for the entire day.

By nine in the morning he was still laying in his bed. The temperature was
rising in his bedroom since the air conditioning hadn't been turned on, and
the place smelt like a boys changing room after a hot and sweaty game of
football.  The clothes he'd worn to the university end of year party last
night were still thrown across the floor. Lance just lay there, enjoying
the quiet house for a change, thinking about what he was going to find to
do with himself for the rest of the day. It wasn't long before he found the
ideal way to start out though.

He raised a hand up from his side and pinched at one of his nipples. Almost
immediately it started to get hard. He lay his other hand across his chest
as he played with his nipple, stroking his fingers down the centre of his
pecs.  Brushing the soft dark coloured hair that separated those two mounds
of firm muscle. Soon he switched hands, giving his left nipple the same
treatment, pinching, stroking and massaging, making it really hard and
stiff. Lance soon realised that it was no longer only his nipples that were
becoming really hard and stiff. He kicked the covers off himself and onto
the floor beside his bed.  As he did so, he caught his own reflection in
the mirror on the wall by the door. Looking back at him was this boy, just
turned eighteen. Light brown wavy hair, all messed up, but very cute
looking. A white naughty school boy smile and sunlight reflecting a glint
in his milky blue eyes. Hands running all over his naked chest, hard
nipples being pinched, pulled and tugged at. And a tent growing inside his
blue and white stripped boxer shorts. Two long legs sticking out in front
of him, covered in a thick layer of black course hair.

Lance pushed both of his hands down his body. Rubbing his chest a little
more before running his sweating palms over his belly, and over the fait
line of black hair that ran from his navel. His hands continued underneath
the waistband of his shorts. He pulled up the waistband as he pushed his
hands down on either side of his straining shaft. His circumcised dick was
already at it's full seven and a half inches. Long and fairly thin, just
like the rest of Lance! He smiled to himself as he brought his knees up,
giving himself greater access to what was in between his legs. With one
hand he took hold of his rigid shaft, propping up the waistband of his
shorts with his arm as the head of his dick came out over the top of
them. With his other hand, he pushed in between his legs. Rubbing over his
massive balls, covered with a layer of blond/brown pubes, like on his
chest, under his arms and around the base of his prick. The hair started to
fade out as he ran his hand behind his balls and between his legs, coming
to a complete stop and a totally smooth ass crack.

He held still for a moment and looked down at the scene going on in his
boxer shorts. His hard, long shaft in his hand, precum starting to well up
from the slit and cover the bright red tip of his cut prick. A bush of
thick darkly coloured curls covering the base of his dick, and all over his
balls. His other hand disappearing between his legs and touching the warm,
moist flesh of his ass. Just looking at this sight was almost enough to tip
Lance over the edge. He held off though, determined to make this last
longer than a couple of minutes.  Lance pulled both his hands up from
inside his shorts, gripped the waistband and pulled them right down and
off, before throwing them onto the floor beside his bed. He stretched his
legs out ahead of him, and once again took a long look. He liked what he
saw. He grabbed a bottle of moisturising cream that he kept on the table
just beside his bed and squeezed the bottle over his throbbing shaft. With
both hands he rubbed the cream into his skin. Slicking up his shaft, making
it slip backwards and forwards in his hand. He rubbed some more of the
cream over the throbbing head of his cock, straining red with the
excitement of one of the most intense erections Lance had ever
experienced. Gripping his steel shaft in his right hand, he let his other
hand roam around his crotch. Feeling the rough hairs that began just under
his belly, and covered the base of his cock. He rubbed all over his
balls. The black pubes sticking in between his fingers as he felt the orbs
inside their soft sac of skin. He rolled each one around, cupped the two of
them together, before rubbing his palm over the both of them. He took tight
hold of his nuts as they began to clench up to his body. It was like he
could feel the sperm inside them start to well up, getting ready to explode
in huge jets across his naked body. Without thinking about it, his hand
started to move faster and faster on his long prick. Short sharp movements
on his shaft just below his prick head, concentrating on getting the most
out of it. What seemed like gallons and gallons of precum started to ooze
from his piss slit. He let go of his balls and drew his free hand up to the
head of his cock, all the time keeping the furious pace going on his rock
hard prick.

He scooped up the precum that was now pouring out of the top of his manhood
and brought it up to his face. He smelt the intoxicating scent of it. Just
the smell of it alone was nearly enough to push him over the edge. He
smeared a little of the clear fluid against his lips, causing a surge of
excitement throughout his entire body. As a reaction to this, he brought
his legs up almost to his chest and started thrusting his ass backwards and
forwards, keeping his hand still as his prick surged in and out of the gap
he was making. He tightened his grip a little, making out like he was
fucking the tightest hole imaginable. The sweat was cascading down from his
forehead, down his neck, making his tan coloured skin shine in the little
light that was being let into the room. Small rivers of sweat started
running down him as he smeared more and more of his precum over his mouth,
around his lips, tasting his own salty flavour and forcing his big cock in
and out of his hand. His ass thrusting backwards and forwards.

The bed started to creek as his thrusting became more and more intense. The
rivers of sweat that were forming on Lance's body drained into the gap
between his pecs, soaking the light covering of hair that separated them
both. The end of the bed started banging against the wall, hard and in time
with the thrusting of his ass, as his dick appeared to strain harder and
harder, it felt as if it was still growing into a longer and longer
erection with each thrust forward. He forced his fingers, covered with the
clear salty liquid of his precum into his mouth, his tongue wiping around
every part of them, taking up as much of his juice as he could manage. All
the time, his thrusts banging the bed hard against the wall, his ass
spreading wide open with each thrust, exposing his ass crack, damp with the
sweat of his heavy workout, to the cool air in the room. His pink puckered
hole, opening slightly with each thrust. He could feel the air against his
hole, this only forced his thrusts to go harder and harder, wanking his
dick in his hand, stretching the skin on his shaft tighter and tighter with
each movement. His dick continued to ooze precum that was being distributed
all over the head of his dick, dripping down onto the shaft where it mixed
with the cream to make his cock even more slippery in his hand.

Lance could feel his orgasm building as he sucked furiously on his fingers,
still tasting a trace of the salty liquid. His thrust's slowed. Almost like
he was running out of energy. Instead it was his balls starting to ache
under the strain of one of the most intense orgasms of his young life
building up inside them. He forced his ass forward again. Separating his
cheeks wider than ever.  The cooling air hit his opening hole as he pushed
forward all the way. He looked straight ahead at the top of his cock,
shining with the mixture of moisturising cream and precum that was
dribbling down his bright red head and the smooth shaft. He watched
intently as his dick started to gush cum. Jets of his thick white boy-juice
started to shoot out. The first load hitting him square on the chin, just
below his lips, the others trailing down his body, hitting his chest with
some force, before slowing down and dribbling onto his belly and into his
pubes.

His legs collapsed forward, leaving Lance spread out across the bed. The
smell of sweat, precum and cum lingered in the air making him feel light
headed. He could just barley lift his head to look over his body. Hot and
sweaty. His dick, still pretty firm lay in his bush of thick curly pubes,
surrounded by a mixture of his sweat and cum, his balls just started to
loosen slightly, falling down between his legs, trying to cool down from
their marathon effort. He could feel his back sticking to the bed with the
moisture he'd generated. And then there was the cum. Lance had never shot
so much before. It was so intense, so hot. The perfect start to a Saturday
morning.

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So Billy and Lance have both started off their weekends with a bang -
literally in Lance's case! Two down and two to go in the introductions
then! If you've liked what you've seen so far, write to me:
ukstories@yahoo.com or you can always ICQ me, my number is 45862060. Either
way, write to me and you get the URL of my web site.