Date: Thu, 17 Feb 2000 10:02:01 -0800 (PST)
From: UKSW <ukstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: 'Boys Next Door' (Pt. 6)

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If you're not an adult, not gay or not interested: don't read this.

This story is based upon the Australian TV series "Neighbours". For more
information about the series and the characters mentioned in this story,
try a web search at Yahoo or one of the other search engines.

Please note, this story is not meant to imply anything about the sexuality
of any of the characters or actors who play them. It is based on pure
fantasy.

It's probably also worth mentioning that time has moved on since I wrote
the last instalment of BND, characters have come and gone - none of the
main characters in these stories have left however - so there may be slight
differences in the overall plot. I don't think it will make too much of a
difference though. Enjoy!

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


Boys Next Door (Pt. 6): Water Boys

Living in the same house as Paul was becoming like torture for Tad. Being
so close to the guy and yet not being able to be with him in the way he
wanted. Sure, he enjoyed being friends with the guy, it was the best he
could do under the circumstances. It had got even better after Madge and
Harold took him in, he and Paul became closer, almost like brothers.

Still, it wasn't exactly how Tad wanted it. His morning hardon under the
bedsheets told him that. Another hot steamy day ahead, sitting by the pool
with Paul. Watching him with only his swimmers on. Having to lay on his
front to disguise the hardon that seemed to be almost constant from the
moment they started splashing in the water until it was time to go inside
again. Tad grasped his hard dick and stroked it a couple of times.

'Not yet' he thought to himself, 'that's going to have to wait until I take
another cold shower'.  With that the 16 year old got out of bed and headed
towards the bathroom.

Meanwhile, Tad's best friend Paul was in the next door bedroom. He heard
his mate moving around, out of his room and the bathroom door being
closed. Paul was sitting on the edge of his bed. His chest bare after
discarding his T-shirt last night when it became too warm to sleep with it
on, and his hands plunged down inside his old boxers. Just stroking his
hard shaft with one hand and rolling his balls around with his other. The
top of his dick poked up a little over the waistband of his shorts.

This was just too much. Tad was fun to be around. He liked being the guy's
friend. But being so close to him all the time. When all he really wanted
to do was take a grip of the boy and rip all his clothes off. Spending the
day together just about naked by the pool all summer long wasn't
helping. There were loads of times Paul had sat in his bedroom late at
night after everyone had gone to sleep and listened to Tad, just
breathing. A couple of times he'd heard his friend's breathing becoming
shallower and faster, like he was working out or something.  Paul liked to
imagine exactly what it was that Tad was working out, and plenty of times
he'd had to pull down his boxer shorts and join in too.

Paul heard the shower stop and the bathroom door being opened. Tad called
his name, asking if he was awake. Quickly Paul pulled his hands back out of
his shorts and dived back into his bed, covering the lower part of his body
with the sheet. Tad knocked at the door of his bedroom.

"Pauly, mate, you up yet?" Tad asked through the closed door.

"Yeah, sure come on in." Paul replied, trying to sound as if he'd just
woken up.

Tad walked into the room. It was impossible for Paul not to notice that his
best friend was covered only with a towel wrapped around his waist. He
looked him over for a moment. His hair was dark and slicked back, with
little water droplets running all over him, down his neck, onto his flat
chest. His nipples looked ready for a good going over with his tongue. Paul
shifted his eyes down quickly, only to be stopped by that towel covering
the rest of him.

"Have you got a spare pair of swimmers you can lend me?" Tad asked, "All
mine are in the laundry and I forgot to dry the pair I was wearing
yesterday." The boy asked. Tad stood as he asked the question. He was sure
that Paul's mind wasn't totally on what he'd just asked him.  He thought he
could see his eyes wandering all over his body. Nah, that couldn't be
right.  Paul had just broken up with Hannah after she'd moved to Darwin and
he was now trying to get into the knickers of one of the new girls that
moved in across the street. Paul was straight.  Wasn't he?

"Yeah, yeah, sure, go ahead" Paul replied, his mind being brought quickly
back to earth by Tad's voice stopping. "There should be a pair in the top
drawer over there." He added, pointing to his chest of drawers on the other
side of the room. Even Tad's back looked perfect to Paul as his friend
turned around to get the swimmers out of his drawer.

Paul's mind wandered again. He thought about Tad slipping into a pair of
his swimming shorts. He imagined all the jack-off sessions he was going to
have as he rubbed his own cock and balls against the material that Tad was
about to slide onto himself.

Tad opened the drawer and picked out a pair of swimming shorts from the
pile of shorts and undies that Paul kept in that drawer. Out of the corner
of his eye, Tad noticed a pile of clothes that Paul had been wearing last
night. He'd often wondered about sneaking into his friends room to see if
he could find a pair of Paul's used undies that he could 'borrow' for one
of his late night sessions. His friend was usually really tidy though and
had all his dirty stuff in the laundry before Tad had a chance of getting
anywhere near. And, although he'd tried, beating his meat with a clean pair
of Paul's boxers just wasn't the same as being able to smell his scent on a
used pair. This might be Tad's only chance, he had to get Paul out of the
room so that he could get hold of the shorts he was sure must be in that
pile.

"These okay?" Tad asked, turning back around and holding up the pair of
swimmers he'd got from the drawer. Paul was looking at him kind of
funny. Like he was just stirring at his semi- naked body. Tad quickly
rejected this thought, he decided that he'd been after his best friend for
too long and it was making him a little unstable!

"Huh? Yeah, fine." Paul said, like he'd totally forgotten why Tad was
standing without any clothes on in his bedroom for a moment.

"So, you going to get up today or what?" asked Tad, desperate to get Paul
out of the room.

"Yeah, yeah, in a minute." Paul replied, not exactly keen to get out of bed
with Tad still in the room. His cock hadn't gone down. In fact it had been
made ten times harder by Tad coming into his room first thing in the
morning, wet and with just a towel to hide his modesty.

"Awww, come on man, I want to get out to the pool before it goes dark." Tad
said, as he walked over to Paul's bed. "Maybe we could invite that chick
from over the street, that should get you up." He added, taking hold of the
top of Paul's sheet and yanking it off from over his mate.

"Hey!" Paul shouted, trying to grab hold of the sheet before everything was
revealed. But it was took late. Tad had practically pulled the thin sheet
right off the bed.

Tad looked down at his friend and realised exactly why Paul hadn't been so
keen to get out of bed with him in the room. He could see the outline of
Paul's throbbingly hard prick in the tight cotton of his shorts with the
front a little damp around the tip. "Oh, shit, sorry man, I didn't
no^Å^Å err^Å." Tad tried to find the words to put his friend at
ease, whilst secretly trying to take in as much of this sight as possible.

"Don't worry about it." Paul said, a little sarcastically, as he tried to
cover his crotch with his hands. He could feel himself going more and more
flushed all the time. He did notice that Tad was really taking an interest
in him though.

"Well, hey, mate, it's not like I've never seen a hard dick before!" Tad
joked, trying to lighten the situation. All the time his mind was working
faster than ever before. This could be the ideal situation for him to find
out if Paul would only ever be a friend. But how to do it.

"Yeah, but you've never seen mine before." Paul remarked, sounding a little
pissed off, but secretly glad that Tad had seen him in that state.
"Nah. But it looked pretty impressive." Tad heard the words coming out of
his mouth, but couldn't believe that it was him saying it. He prepared
himself for the worst. This would be the end. He just knew it. Paul
wouldn't want anything to do with him and his reputation around the
neighbourhood would be ruined. He'd have to leave, go back to the country
and live with his parents.

"What did you say?" Paul asked. He knew what he thought he'd heard. He
thought that Tad had said, in a round about way, that he liked his
cock. That's what he'd heard, surely?

Tad gulped hard. He knew that Paul had heard him. There was a serious look
that had crossed his face. That's how he knew he'd heard him. There was no
way he was going to be able to shift himself from this particular
hole. "You know what I said." Tad replied sharply before turning around and
walking out of the room.

Paul couldn't believe what had just happened. For months and months he'd
dreamt about being with Tad. All the time he'd been fooling around with
Hannah, it was only to make him seem 'normal' to everyone else. Tad was
always going on about trying to get further and further with just about
every girl in school. There was no way that Tad would ever be interested in
maybe fooling around with him. But this changed everything. Paul did know
what Tad had said. He knew what it could mean. But he also knew that Tad
clearly had no idea that Paul was interested too. If he didn't do something
quickly, he might not get the opportunity to do anything at all. Tad was
bound to try and paper over what had happened between the two of them. He
only had a couple of minutes to decide what to do. In the end, it didn't
take him that long.


Getting up out of his bed, Paul looked across at himself in the mirror. He
noticed his expression showed that he was terrified of what he was about to
do. He tried to pull himself together and smiled. His white teeth glisened
and his brown eyes opened wide. Today was going to be the day. Now or
never. He took a deep breath and walked out of his room. Cock, although a
little softer now, was still clearly outlined in his shorts. That wet patch
wasn't going to go away. This was how he wanted Tad to see him again.

Paul knocked on the door, but got no reply. He opened the door to Tad's
bedroom anyway and walked in closing the door behind him. Still Tad said
nothing. He didn't even look up. He was just sitting on the end of his bed
stirring blankly at the wall straight in front of him. Paul took another
breath and walked up to him.

I gently stroked Tad's head for a moment, lightly running his fingers
through his friends dark blond hair. That got Tad's attention. The 16 year
old looked up at his friend for a moment. He had a puzzled expression on
his face, and Paul knew instantly that Tad hadn't been messing around with
him, he genuinely didn't expect Paul to react to what had just happened
like this.  Paul smiled again, and he noticed Tad visibly relax. Like a
great pressure had just been lifted off his shoulders. Paul knew that he
wanted to lift another type of pressure from his best friend.

Without a word between them, Paul dropped to his knees. Instinctively, Tad
opened his legs out a little, allowing more room for Paul to get in between
them. He shivered a little has Paul's hands took hold of his waist and
moved gently down to the towel that was still wrapped around him. Tad just
looked on as he saw Paul's fingers moving to the soft cotton material and
began to pull the two sides apart. He pushed the towel from around his
friend's waist and leaned back a little to see exactly what he'd just
revealed.

Tad's dick responded to being revealed in this way. It started to swell up
as his balls hung loosely underneath, all framed by his slight mound of
black pubes. He looked into Paul's face and watched him smile as he saw
Tad's dick and balls for the first time. Tad couldn't help but gasp a
little as he felt Paul's hand running inside his thigh, eventually his
finger tips coming into contact with the soft skin of his ball sac and
moving up along his prick. All the time Tad's cock got harder and
harder. Paul wrapped his fist all the way around his friend's meat, and
felt it as it grew and grew.

It just seemed to get harder and harder in Paul's hand. He watched,
fascinated as Tad's dick grew beyond the six and a half inches that he had
in his own shorts. It felt like it was getting thicker and thicker too,
Paul had to loosen his grip a little. Eventually, Tad's prick stopped
getting harder at seven and a half inches and just throbbed in Paul's
hand. This was the first time that another hand, apart from his own, Tad
realised, that had touched him there in this way.

Paul released Tad's prick from his hand. It slapped up against Tad's belly,
smearing his tanned skin with a little precum that had started to bubble up
out of his shaft. The two boys smiled at each other as Paul pushed his
friend back onto his unmade bed. Tad lifted his head slightly to watch what
his mate was doing. Paul reached his hands to his shorts and hooked his
thumbs inside the waistband before pulling them right the way down over his
cock, now at full mast again, before throwing them onto the piles of Tad's
dirty clothes that covered the floor.

He moved forward and started to lay down on top of Tad. Their nipples
rubbed together a little as their hard dicks mashed together, both boys
rubbing themselves up against the other a little. Their arms wrapped around
each other, roaming up and down each other's bodies. Tad was amazed at the
way Paul's slightly bulky chest rubbed against his own flatter one. Their
belly's smooth, smeared with a little of each other's precum slid from side
to side. Their pubes tangled together whilst their balls bashed lightly
against each other's. Paul leaned over and whispered into Tad's ear, "I
think that you might be a little more impressive!".

Then their lips, like the rest of them, joined together. They pressed hard
against each other's mouths. Both of them had kissed girls before, but this
was something entirely different. They enjoyed the way their slightly
stubbley faces rubbed and scratched against one another. The way they
played rough with each other, their tongues fighting against each other in
the centre of their open locked mouths. They exchanged juices from each
other's mouths as their tongues swirled around inside Paul's mouth before
being pushed back into Tad's. Backward' and forwards. In and out. Over and
over again. It felt like they had been kissing each other for hours and
hours. Making up for the months and months they had spent together, but not
being completely together.

Finally, it was Paul who broke off. His cock was so hard it almost hurt. He
could physically feel his prick splurging out more and more precum between
their two bodies pressed so tightly together. For a moment he actually
thought he'd cum with the intensity of their kiss. But this 16 year old
could go the whole distance, and he was going to do it for the first time
on this bright summer morning, with the only person he really wanted to be
with.

Paul moved down Tad's neck, sucking, nipping and kissing as he went. He
made sure that he left his mark on Tad's neck before he moved down to his
chest. His mate would have a lot of fun with his friends about where that
one came from. Paul's hands stroked up and down Tad's sides, as he felt his
mate's dick sliming him with more and more his cream. Soon Paul placed his
mouth on one of Tad's nipples and started swirling his tongue around it. He
flicked his tongue over and over it a couple of times. Each time Paul put a
bit of pressure on it, he could hear Tad moan and feel his body writhe
underneath him. With his hand, Paul took hold of Tad's other nipple and
started pinching, squeezing, rubbing and pulling a little. This just made
his friend gasp louder and louder, moaning deeper than ever before. He
switched and gave Tad's other nipple a bathing with his saliva, whilst
getting his hand to work on the now hard one.

He continued down, further and further. Trailing his tongue over Tad's
body. Leave a line of saliva everywhere he went. Paul ran his hands over
his friend's chest as he moved his tongue onto Tad's belly. He played a
little with his belly button. Again flicking in and out, slapping it with
his tongue, before swirling his damp organ around it. Paul could feel his
chin now rubbing into Tad's pubes. His nostrils began to fill with the
scent of Tad's horny crotch

Lifting his head up again, Paul looked firstly up at Tad's face. Completely
blank expression.  Eyes shut tight with his mouth parted slightly as he
continued to moan softly. Then down to his crotch. Shit, Tad was
huge. Definitely the biggest dick he'd seen. Sure, Paul had seen Tad naked
plenty of times after PE or swimming in school, but he had no idea that his
dick would rise to the length that it did when the lad was turned on. His
cock was angled up slightly, his foreskin rolled right the way back. His
dick head bright red, covered in precum, shining in the light and throbbing
widely. Paul brushed a hand down to his own prick and rubbed it back and
forth a couple of times before running a hand under his weight balls, and
deciding not to put it off any longer.

Paul went back down again. He tongued around the side of Tad's
shaft. Running it up inside his thighs. He continued to run his hands over
Tad's chest, and rub his nipples, keeping them hard and very sensitive to
each and every touch that Paul gave. Tad's pubes tickled at Paul's nose a
little. His nostrils full of the smell of precum, sweat and sex. He moved a
hand down to his own organ and started wanking himself gently, as he
continued licking at his mate's bollocks. His tongue ran underneath Tad's
balls a little. Lapping up the sweat that had started to build behind his
big nut sac.

He took one of Tad's balls into his mouth. This made his friend almost
shout out with the pleasure of it. Before this morning, Tad hadn't even had
a hand job off anyone else other than himself and he certainly never
imagined that he would have anyone, let alone another guy, and definitely
not his best friend Paul, with their mouth wrapped around his dick and
balls.  Paul rolled it in his mouth, before letting it drop out and taking
the next one. Rolling his tongue around it, like it was the most delicate
thing in the world. Like before, Paul let Tad's ball drop out of his mouth,
before wrapping his lips around the entire sac. He filled his mouth with
Tad's bollocks, swirling his tongue around the thin, very sensitive
skin. He heard Tad moaning louder than before. At that moment, neither of
them seemed to care if anyone heard or not.  There was more important work
to be getting on with.

Paul moved his mouth of Tad's balls, and trailed his tongue up the thick
vein, now throbbing wildly, on the underside of his friend's enormously
stiff cock. Paul looked up at Tad who had opened his eyes slightly to watch
what was going on. Paul winked at his friend and kept looked at him as he
brought his hand to lift Tad's prick up slightly and wrap his lips around
the head of it. Tad just groaned louder than ever as his head collapsed
back onto the bed. Paul's mind just went wild. The first time he'd ever had
a cock in his mouth. The first time he'd been this intermit with another
person. The smell and the taste of Tad's hard, warm prick just overloaded
his senses and nature seemed to take over.

He kept sliding more and more of Tad's organ into his mouth. His tongue
moved up and down on the bar of flesh, slicking it up good and proper as it
started to disappear down his throat.  He could feel Tad's hips bucking
slightly, trying to cram as much of himself as possible down Paul's
throat. Paul just held Tad's dick down his throat for a moment, letting Tad
calm down a little before feeding a little more of the fleshy tube into
him. Paul was a little surprised as he felt his nose cushioned by Tad's
pubes and his chin come into contact with his wet ball sac.  He couldn't
quite believe that he'd managed to get all seven and a half inches of his
best mate inside him. And now he knew he could fit all of Tad up him, he
knew that having him in at one end wasn't going to be enough.

Paul pushed Tad's dick in and out of his mouth a couple of times. Trying to
slick his dick up as much as possible. He went slower and started building
himself up. Tad just writhed on his bed. His whole body overtaken by what
Paul was doing to his prick. He couldn't think of anything. His mind was
just a whirl of the smell and feelings coming off both their bodies.
Everything centred around his prick. He could feel his organ stretching
Paul's mouth wide open and it ploughed in and out. Never before had he felt
this helpless, and yet never before had he felt so at ease with himself.

Finally, Paul stopped. Tad couldn't believe it. He had felt himself so
close to being tipped over the edge, and his friend had stopped. He was
about to say something, trying to find the words as he watched Paul move up
over him again. Paul's hand scooped up his hard member as he began to lay
down on top of him again. This time, Paul's hand brought his own cock too
and he held both of their dicks together. The sensitive cock heads of the
two boys pressed together, their precum mixed straight out of their
slits. Their chests came together once more.

Leaning forward, Paul kissed Tad hard on the lips. Tad's mouth opened,
allowing Paul's tongue to invade him once again. This time Tad could taste
his cock on Paul's tongue. He swirled around again inside Paul's mouth,
taking a little of his own precum from all around.  Probing around his best
friend's mouth, stroking the sides, running his tongue around those bright
white teeth. Again their kiss broke and Paul lifted his head up a
little. Both boys looked at each other straight in the eyes. Paul's big
wide brown eye's stirring intently into Tad's sparkling, mischievous, blue
ones.

"Put this in my ass" Paul said, tugging on Tad's cock.

Tad had to think for a moment about what had just been said. There was no
mistaking that he'd heard correctly though. Paul, who had just spent the
last half an hour working his mouth up and down Tad's body, now wanted him
to plunge his prick up inside him. This was it. Both of them wanted to be
virgin's no more. And Tad was only too pleased to help his friend out.  He
just nodded his head. His head still too full with everything that had gone
on to speak.

It was a bit of a surprise for young Tad, when Paul stopped him from
getting up from his position laying on the bed. 'He's just told me to fuck
him up the ass' Tad thought to himself.  Paul soon revealed what was going
on. His voice sounding a little horse and strained told him, "Nah, mate,
I'll do the work." Tad knew exactly what he meant.

Paul lifted himself up off Tad once again and squatted down over his
friend's dick. With one hand Paul took hold of Tad's throbbing member and
gently lowered himself down. Tad's eyes were just fixed straight ahead his
best friend. Holding his own prick in one hand whilst he lowered himself
down on top of it. Tad could feel himself tingle all over as finally, he
felt his cock head come into contact with Paul's ass crack. A couple of
soft hairs gently tickled around the ultra sensitive tip, his foreskin
still rolled all the way back. Paul moved Tad's cock slightly, aiming it up
with his puckered hole. Finding the spot, Paul began to sink slowly on to
his friend's stiff pole.

Paul had always wanted his first time to be like this. Ever since he found
out how much pleasure he could get from sticking a couple of fingers inside
himself as he wanked his dick in the shower early in the morning before
school, he knew he wanted his first time with a man to be just like
this. He wanted to be doing all the work. More importantly, he wanted it
raw. And he was getting it. Although it hurt a little as Tad's cock
travelled up inside him, pushing past all the resistance his ass was giving
him to start with, stretching his hole open wider than he ever imagined
possible, he kept going. Paul knew what he wanted, and he was going to do
this, no matter what he had to go through.

Tad was feeling pretty much the same. He could do nothing except look on as
he watched his cock disappearing up his best friend's ass. He'd always
thought Paul was good looking. Only now he looked even better. Those big
brown eyes were still wide open, his face clenched a little at the feeling
of having this big prick of his moving deeper inside him. For Tad it was a
feeling like nothing other. Not for the first time in the past hour, he
felt like the universe was rotating around his cock. There was nothing else
that mattered. Just him and Paul. He could feel the way his dick was
stretching his best mate open wide. He might have slowed down, only he
wasn't in charge of how fast or how slow he was going. Literally, he could
do nothing except lay back and enjoy the sensation of his prick sliding
deeper and deeper inside another person for the very first time.

Inch by inch, Paul was getting more and more used to the sensation of Tad's
cock invading up his ass. He could actually feel for the first time the
slippy walls of his ass as his friend's shaft travelled up further inside
him. The tip of Tad's prick felt blunt and sharp all at the same time. As a
burning sensation overcame him, before dying down again. Finally, he could
feel Tad's pubes against his own balls, and Tad's balls against his ass
crack. At last, he'd done it.  He had Tad exactly where he wanted him. Deep
inside his ass.

Paul just sighed, as Tad let out a huge groan. Realising that Paul was
sitting down on top of him, with his cock buried deep inside the guy's
ass. Tad grabbed hold of Paul's dick and started yanking it backwards and
forwards. Bringing his foreskin right over the top of his dick, covering
both his shaft and his hand in Paul's precum, each time making the whole
thing feel wetter and more slippy with each thrust.

In no time, Paul responded to the feeling of Tad wanking him. Actually
touching his prick for the first time with his hand. The first hand other
than his own to touch him there. To give him those feelings. And Paul had
to try and give a little of that back to Tad. He began to lift himself up
off Tad's prick. He could feel it sliding out of his ass, all the way he
went, whilst Tad still furiously held on to Paul's cock, wanking it
backwards and forwards, nothing more for him to do as the precum dripped
down off Paul's shaft and hit him on the belly, mixing with the mixture of
the pair of them gathered in a small pool from just a few moments ago.

Tad's dick was nearly all the way out of Paul's chute. Just the head of his
swollen organ left inside. Paul responded again by ploughing himself back
down, feeding all of Tad's dick back up him in just a couple of
seconds. Both boys moaned loudly, with the sensation. Once more Paul lifted
himself up. He needed more of this. All the way out. Tad's prick head the
only thing left him, before Paul rammed himself down again, he heard his
ass crack slapping against Tad's balls.

Paul's dick suddenly exploded, shooting jet after jet. Hitting Tad on the
face, before trailing down his neck, onto his chest, before pooling with
the precum on his belly. His dick just kept cumming and cumming. Spraying
more and more juice from his heavy balls out. Paul tried to lift himself up
off Tad's dick again, but before he had the chance, his friend screamed
with the intensity of his orgasm. His balls emptying their load deep inside
Paul's ass. He took hold of Paul's thighs and just held himself up
there. Not wanting to move his cock. Too sensitive to move. Too much cum to
spray.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, both boys' orgasms
subsided. Paul's cock seemed to go limp almost immediately in Tad's
hand. But he didn't let go. He just held onto his friend's dick. The last
few remaining drips of cum running onto his hand and down the length of his
arm. With that, Paul just collapsed on top of Tad once again. Tad's dick
slipped out his ass, and he could feel some of his friend's cum dripping
out of him and running down his balls, mixing with his pubes.

The two lay there. Paul on top of Tad. Their dick's spent. Their mind's
still reeling with what they had just done. The realisation that no matter
what they had talked about doing and with whom in the past, they had both
been with the one person they truly wanted all along.


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