Date: Sun, 26 May 2013 10:28:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sven Svensson <swedishjockboyxxx@yahoo.com>
Subject: Andy and the Surfer Twins

Andy and the Surfer Twins

This is a fictional story involving underage boys.  If you don't like it,
read something else!

They were the most beautiful thing he had ever lay eyes on.  He was
standing in his bedroom, a T-shirt on his torso and his shorts discarded on
the floor so that he could more easily access his erect penis while he
watched.  Down below, in the yard of the house next door, the Edison twins
were lying on beach chairs to take the sun.  They were 17 years old,
identical as peas in a pod.  They had floppy blond hair that hung over
their gorgeous blue eyes, pouty lips, beautiful faces, the smooth muscular
bodies of the California surfer boys that they were, and bulges in their
tight Speedos – red on the left, blue on the right – that drove him
crazy.  He wanted to see them naked more than anything.  He wanted to touch
their bodies, he wanted to see what they looked like with boners.  There
was just one problem.  He was only 10 years old.


His name was Andy, and for a little kid he wasn't bad looking himself.
Point of fact, the local department store catalogue had pictures of him in
sports apparel, in suits appropriate for a young boy, in various kinds of
bathing suits, and also in underwear.  Andy was 4'3 and had a perfectly
proportioned smooth body weighing a bit over 45 pounds.  Like the twins
next door, he was blond, only his eyes were emerald green, and his hair was
in a crew cut because at school he was on the fifth grade swim team, where
Coach Alan said that long hair was a drag in the water.  Andy guessed that
coach was right.  Just yesterday he had won his freestyle and backstroke
races against 5th graders from another school, and he'd won them handily.
His swim team was 6:0 for the season.  Modeling for the department store
got Andy $50 for each hour – money which his parents insisted he put in
the bank toward the day when was going to college.  Andy didn't mind.  His
parents gave him 20 dollars a week for pocket money.  He had his bike to
race around on, he basically had everything he needed.


Andy had started noticing the wieners on other boys just that season in the
big shower room to which he and his teammates repaired after swim practice.
He particularly enjoyed those days when the 8th graders joined them for
practice to spur the younger boys on to better times in the pool, because
those boys had bigger wieners, most of them with hair around them.  He also
liked those days at the department store where he was modeling together
with other boys, because they all shared a dressing room, and sometimes he
got to see flashes of wieners in there.  On a couple of occasions he was
photographed together with older boys, sort of a big brother, little
brother kind of thing.  The photographer would photograph them tossing a
football around or doing a little wrestling in the clothes that were being
advertised.  It was one such big brother, a high school kid called Keith,
who noticed Andy peeking in his direction in the dressing room and, while
toweling his hair after his shower, allowed his seven-inch penis to rise to
all its glory.  When he looked again, Andy was staring, his mouth hanging
open, but the boy's penis was soft.  Apparently he hadn't yet associated
nakedness with horniness.  So Keith kindly and gently taught Andy that his
wiener could get hard, too, just like Keith's, and if he rubbed it with his
fingers, it would feel real good.  Wanna do it together?  So the
16-year-old and the 10-year-old masturbated themselves together, and when
the orgasm racked through Andy's little body, he almost keeled over from
the sensation.  Next thing he knew, there was some kind of liquid splashing
on his face, and it was Keith splashing his horny teen load, the teenager
hotting up more than he would ever have expected at the sight of this
little kid whacking his little boner to a dry orgasm.  Andy licked some of
the stuff, and it was kind of salty, but not in a bad way.  Keith grinned
at him and told him that he could do that anytime he wanted, which Andy did
behind a tree on his way home from the department store, in his bedroom as
soon as he got home, in the bathroom when he went to take a pee, in his
bedroom again before dinner, surreptitiously under the table while his
parents argued about something, and then again, twice, when he was tucked
into bed.  It was the best thing he had ever discovered.


So here he was now, standing at his bedroom window, legs spread, wiener
hard as a rock, watching the Edison twins in the yard next door.  He saw
Troy Edison turn to his brother Lance and say something.


If Andy had been able to hear, he would have heard Troy say: "Hey, dude,
the little squirt next door is peeking at us again."


Lance took a quick look at the upstairs window next door.  "Damn, so he is.
He's a horny little bugger, isn't he?"


"Think we should give him a show?"  The brothers didn't worry that anybody
else would see them.  There was a high wooden fence around their back yard,
and the house on the other side was a one-story with two elderly people
living there.


Lance grinned at his brother.  "That joint we smoked has got me hornier
than a toad, dude."  Lance and Troy had discovered each other's penises at
the age of nine, when one summer evening when it was hotter than blazes
outside, the two of them were in their ratty sports shorts from school
playing a video game on the big TV down in the basement.  Their dad, with
whom they had lived since their mom had run off with some dude from
Hollyweird, didn't believe in air conditioning, saying that it made people
sick, so all the ventilation in the basement was from a few open windows
and an oscillating fan.  It didn't do much to dissipate the heat, and
eventually Troy said, "It's too hot," and pulled his shorts off.  Lance
copied his twin, and the two of them went on playing the video game naked.
When that got boring, Troy took his wiener in his hand and gave it a
squeeze.  It felt good, so he gave it another squeeze, and next thing he
knew, his wiener was hard, like it sometimes was in the morning when he got
up.  He liked the feeling of his fingers around his boner, and the more he
squeezed and massaged and rubbed it, the better it felt.  Alongside him,
Lance was copying his every move, and a couple of minutes later the twins
were gasping and writhing around on the shag carpet as their first orgasms
blasted through their bodies.  When they could breathe again, Lance said,
"What was that?", and Troy said, "It was cool, wasn't it?  Wanna do it
again?"  Lance did, and the brothers masturbated three more times, almost
getting caught the last time when their daddy came home from work.


Over the next couple of weeks, Lance and Troy Edison explored every inch of
each other's bodies, quickly learning that a wiener feels good in a hand,
but it feels wonderful in a mouth.  From there on in, the twins blew each
other every chance they got.  At the age of 12, when they had their own
computer with rapid Internet, they found pictures and videos of guys
putting the wieners into each other's butts.  That seemed gross at first,
but then they tried it, and their still dry orgasms began to occur inside
each other's tight little bunghole.  Like good identical twins, they got
their cum together, and luckily it was while they were head to toe 69-ing,
because if it had been up a butt, they might not have even noticed.  That
was so cool!  They were big boys now.


It was a couple of weeks after their 13th birthday that their dad came
through the bathroom door that they had forgotten to lock and found his
sons in the shower, Troy down on his knees with Lance's boner in his mouth.
Jeff Edison was 30 years old, having impregnated his cheerleader girlfriend
at the age of 17.  He was a lawyer who had made partner in his firm the
year before and pulled down seven figures a year.  Jeff kept himself in
excellent shape at the gym, where he pumped weights, did cardio exercises
and swam in the gym's big pool.  He was 6'4, with the same blond hair as
his sons, the same bright blue eyes, and looks that turned heads wherever
he went.  When he saw Troy sucking off Lance, a series of thoughts flashed
through his brain: "Should've locked the door" and then "Where did they
learn to do that?" and then "That's sick, looking at them" and then "Shit,
that's horny." The boys looked like they were about to cry, Troy still on
his knees, the water pouring over him, and so Jeff said, "Sorry to barge
in, dudes.  It's OK what you're doing, but it's a private thing, OK?"


"Sorry, dad," Troy said.


"Sorry, dad," Lance said.


"Like I said, it's OK," Jeff said.  "I did stuff like that when I was your
age, too."


"With boys?" Lance was always the curious one.


"Sometimes with boys, sometimes with girls."


"Ugh," Troy said and screwed up his face.  "Girls are icky."


Jeff laughed.  "Your mom was a girl."


"That's different," Lance said.  "You guys were married."


Yeah, Jeff thought, when Brittany was two months pregnant.  He had never
gotten around to telling the twins that particular fact.


"Daaaaaaaad – you're getting a boner!" Troy was always the rascally one.
Jeff realized that his son was speaking the truth.  He was wearing a pair
of suit trousers with boxers underneath, and the tool that was making its
way out of the leg hole and down his leg was indeed getting hard.  Jeff
Edison had not had another boy touch his tool since the age of 14 or 15,
when he was frantically horny all the time and let some of the queer boys
in school suck off his jock cock, but now he realized that he hadn't seen
his angels naked since they were small and needed bathing, and he had never
imagined seeing them fooling around with each other.


Jeff was not narcissistic enough to think of his cock as anything past
special, but that didn't keep him from knowing that it had started to grow
shortly after puberty and, by the age of 18, stretched to nearly 11 inches
when boned.  By that time he was already a dad, and it was Brittany who had
access to his hog.  Not that that stopped her from leaving.


"Let it out, dad." Jeff saw that his twin sons had bone between their legs
again, and subconsciously he realized that at the age of 13, their cocks
were already starting to grow.


"You know that this isn't something we ever discuss with anyone else," he
said, half lost already.


"Duh, dad," Lance snorted.  "Like who are we gonna tell?"


And so Jeff Edison took off his coat and hung it neatly on the hook on the
bathroom door.  He took off his Hermes tie and then his dress shirt from
Turnbull's in London.  He opened the leather belt around his 30-inch
sixpack waist, he unbuttoned the front of his bespoke trousers (also from
London) and let them fall to the floor, and that's when Troy and Lance saw
half of their father's enormous penis sticking down from one of the leg
holes of his shorts.


"Geez, dad, that's huge!" Troy again.  Jeff saw that both of his sons had
their hands between their legs and were stroking their boners up and down.
So Jeff gave up all hope and yanked off his boxers.  The eleven inches
stretched out into all their glory, pointing slightly upward, unable to be
fully vertical because of the sheer weight of the cock.  Massive bull balls
seemed to hang halfway down to Jeff's knees, and the bush of blond hair
around the massive organ was riotous.  The shower area in the vast bathroom
wasn't a tub, it was just an open area, with drains to take the water, so
all Jeff had to do was walk forward.  The water started to splash on his
massive body, and immediately there were four hands on his turgid prick.


"Gosh, dad, I can hardly get my hand around it!"


"That's so cool, daddy!  It's so big!"


Troy stood up, the top of his tousled blond head coming up to the bottom of
his dad's massive chest.  He bent over and opened his mouth.


"I can hardly get it in my mouth, dad!"


Jeff looked down at his horny son and smiled.  "Just suck on the top of it,
son."  Troy went to work with his tongue, and Jeff threw his handsome head
back.  This was beyond what he had imagined.


"What do you want me to do, dad?" Lance was sounding a bit petulant.


"You wanna lick my balls, champ?"  Lance immediately got down on his knees,
pushed his brother aside a bit, and started lapping away at his father's
donkey balls.  Jeff looked down and saw with pleasure that both of his boys
were masturbating their hardons while working on his big tool.  That gave
him a frisson of added sexual excitement.  The twins' dicks looked like
... well, what?  Maybe five inches?  Not bad for just past 13.  Jeff had no
doubt that the fruit of his loins would provide his boys with great, big
cocks to go through life with, and it looked like they were on their way.


Troy was getting used to his dad's massive wiener, and he was getting a
couple of inches in his mouth now.  Lance was licking between the bottom of
Jeff's balls and his bunghole, and that was making Jeff half crazy.
Another couple of seconds, and he felt his boy's hot tongue on his asshole,
licking, licking, slipping a tiny bit inside.  Jeff was in a daze.  Where
had the little imp learned to rim like that?  Suddenly he realized that the
twins must have found out about sex with each other.  Immediately his balls
began to boil as he thought about Troy and Lance suckling away on each
other's boners.


"I'm gonna cum soon, boys.  Wanna share it?"


Troy and Lance had big grins on their faces as they got down on their knees
in front of their dad and lifted their angelic faces to him.  Jeff used
both hands to manipulate his mammoth tool, putting the tip with its copious
precum on Troy's tongue and then Lance's tongue.  When the orgasm began in
his toes, his massive muscles tensed up, and then cum was exploding from
his cock, whitewashing Troy's face, plastering Lance's face.  Jeff couldn't
remember the last time an orgasm had felt that good or his balls had
produced that much cum.


"Can we do that to you, dad?" Jeff shook out of his reverie.


"Sure, champ.  Where do you want me?"


Thirty seconds later, Jeff was flat on his back on the tiles of the shower
area, and his boys were on either side of his head, whacking away at their
throbbing boners.  Like good sons, they allowed their dad to suckle on
their cockheads for a bit, and when they cummed, at exactly the same time
just like always with identical twins, their sperm collided in midair
before dropping down into Jeff's mouth.  The father swallowed every drop of
the sons' gift.


All three of them were sort of embarrassed when the glow wore off, but
while they got dressed, Troy and Lance told their father that they were
gay, especially for each other, and was that OK?  Jeff was not interested
in having grandchildren, and the experience of trading cum with his teenage
sons had made him tilt much further to the "6" on the Kinsey scale than he
had been before.


"Of course it's OK," he said.  "I just hope you know enough about how to be
safe when you're ... well, you know."


"You mean like rubbers, dad?" Troy, always the smartass.  "Yeah, we talked
about those in sex ed.  Me and Lance don't need `em, it's just us two."


"Lance and I," his dad corrected him automatically.  Poor grammar drove
Jeff crazy.  "Well, as long as that's true, you're fine, but if you go
anywhere outside the stable, make sure you're safe."


Maybe we should get back to the start of the story, where our little hero
Andy was busy spanking his weasel looking at the Edison twins down on the
lawn in the next door yard.  The twins didn't know that Andy had had jerked
off with an older boy as a model, and Andy didn't know that after the
evening when Troy and Lance sucked their dad, licked his ass, got him to
cum on their faces and in their mouths, and then splashed their own teen
loads on their dad's face ... well, it wasn't like they got together every
night, though Jeff tried to be home as soon as possible to make dinner for
his 13-year-old twins, who, if they had their druthers, would have eaten
pizza every night, as well as to help them through their 8th grade
homework.  Sometimes one of them would get worked up over dinner and crawl
under the table and find a receptive cock either in his brother's pants or
his dad's pants.  Sometimes both.  When the twins turned 14, they had a
party at their house with their high school friends, none of whom was
evidently ready to take his clothes off in their presence, but when the
kids were gone, Jeff told them that maybe they were old enough now to sit
at the dinner table with their pants off.  The first couple of evenings
after that rule went into effect, Jeff sat at the table, ate his dinner and
actually read the paper while his two twin sons battled over his cock
underneath the table.  Eventually hunger drew them to the surface, though,
and there was nothing better than eating dinner while dad had your whole
cock in his mouth and was doing things to it with his tongue that made the
son feel safe and secure and sexy.  When Jeff was under the table, Lance
and Troy egged each other on.  "Come on, dude, cum already."  Chomp a
vegetable.  "I'm not cummin' before you, bro."  The steak's pretty good.
Slurp of milk.  "I'm gonna beat you tonight."  Big scoop of mashed
potatoes, exaggerated scoop to make your brother laugh.  Backfire.  While
you're chomping on the taters, dad's doing his stuff on your hot naked
boner under the table.  Troy and Lance learned to keep the blast from
coming before four or five attempts by Jeff, but eventually one of them had
to give in.  The prize was getting to suck Jeff's massive cock until he
said, as he always said, "That's it, son.  Daddy's gonna give you the
juice."  The consolation prize on such occasions was that the brother who
gave it up to daddy was obliged to give his twin brother a slobbering,
saliva full and perfect cocksuck when they got back to their bedroom.


That's the background to the story today.  Let's recap.  Up in the window
in the house next door is ten year old Andy, who got his face splashed with
cum when his fellow model Keith got sexy with him, who has been looking
between the legs of all fellow males of the species.  Down in the yard
we've got Lance and Troy, who started exploring each other's bodies when
they were just little kids, just playing with each other, and then they got
their dad to join in their games.  Andy's got his shorts down around his
ankles, right now Lance and Troy in their Speedos are enough for him,
`cause Andy doesn't expect any more.  Lance and Troy are discussing whether
they should put on a show for him, `cause they've seen two cars drive away
that morning – dad going off to do eight or nine hours at the law
office, like he always does, and two cars from Andy's house – dad going
off to work, and mom going off to work, Andy staying home alone, because
he's a good kid and can be trusted not to burn it down, and it's the
summer.  The twins suspect that Andy's parents don't know that their son is
up at the window watching them.  They thought they saw him the a couple of
times he was up there, but they weren't certain and didn't really care.
The day when we started this story really confirmed to the twins for the
first time that the horny little kid next door was getting his nut off
looking at them.  For the first time he had his window open, `cause it was
blinding hot outside, so there was no reflection off the glass.  Troy and
Lance were both wearing their Raybans and so could observe the little boy
in the window spanking his monkey without being detected.


"Let's do it," Troy whispered.  Both sexy surfer jocks stretched their
bodies luxuriantly, like cats, letting their muscles ripple.  And then, as
if by an unseen command, they simultaneously hooked their thumbs under the
waistbands of their Speedos, raised their legs up over their heads, and off
the swimsuits came.  When the legs came back down, the two perfect cocks
appeared.  The twins were a chip off the old block, that was for sure.
They hadn't achieved their dad's nearly foot long pendulum, but last time
they'd measured (that morning, in fact), Troy and Lance had proudly
recorded the fact that their boners were now officially ten inches long,
plus a millimeter or two.  Freed of their nylon and rayon enclosures, the
twin penises quickly inflated to their full length.  The boys were used to
being looked at wherever they went.  Down at the beach, where they went to
pump up their muscles on Muscle Beach and then catch the waves on their
boards whenever the surf was up, there was often a crowd, because Troy and
Lance were both spectacular surfers.  Experienced surfers came over to
exchange tips about rad surfing spots, younger kids stood on the sidelines
and listened.  The twins were the picture of health, radiating grins with
perfect teeth, that floppy hair in their eyes, always tan, always ripped,
always with the big bulge up front and the bubble butt in the back.  Troy
and Lance were pretty good at knowing which of their observers and
worshippers was getting twitchy between the legs.  Often there was some
cock readjustment.  They never gave themselves up to anyone, sorely though
they were tempted, because they had agreed with their dad that they
wouldn't sex it up with anyone outside the house until they were 18 and no
longer jailbait.


Lolling around in their back yard while the kid next door watched, though –
that was something different.  Troy and Lance had never taken much notice
of Andy apart to say "hey"

when on the street.  They knew that he did modeling for the local
department store and had spent a couple of minutes one evening talking
about good the kid looked in tighty-whities.  If he wanted a show, the
twins were ready to give him a show, and quick and furtive peeks confirmed
that the beautiful boy was staring at them, mouth agape, hairless boner so
stiff that it was practically standing up against his stomach.  So the
twins lazily began to masturbate their big boners, Troy forehand, Lance
backhand.  Precum started oozing copiously from the horny cocks as they
were massaged and caressed, two pairs of big balls flopping around
underneath.


Up at the window, Andy could hardly believe what he was seeing.  These were
the first big-boy boners he had witnessed since his fellow model Keith had
ejaculated teen cum on his face a few months earlier.  His boy boner was
screaming for release, but Andy didn't want to rub himself into kid ecstasy
just yet.  It didn't occur to him that if he dry cummed once, he was so
young that horniness would take him over again, and he'd be able to
continue masturbating while staring at the unbelievably sexy blond twin
teens down in the yard next door.  So he was satisfied just standing there,
his legs a bit spread, his wiener exquisitely hard and trembling.  He
didn't know it, but he was turning the twins on just as much as they were
making him feel itchy and twitchy and passionate.  Through surreptitious
whispers as they manipulated their turgid tools, they remembered how sexy
they had been before their pubes had grown in and their balls had started
to churn out their juice.  They knew they could shoot their big loads for
Andy's enjoyment right then and there, but in for a penny, in for a pound,
so Lance hopped off of his beach chair, his boner big and luscious, walked
over to where his brother was lounging got down on his knees and inhaled
Troy's ten-incher just as he had done countless times.  Troy gasped in sexy
ecstasy as his brother's tongue wound around his swollen cockhead and down
the erect shaft.  It didn't matter how often it happened, his twin could
get him from limp to nail-pounding hardness in three seconds flat.


Andy couldn't help himself.  He hadn't known that boys could put their
wieners in other boys' mouths, and some drool escaped from the corner of
his gaping mouth.  He put his left hand under his little balls, he took his
boner between his right hand fingers, and during the ten seconds that it
took him to masturbate his four-inch penis to a ball-busting,
brain-tingling, flesh-burning dry orgasm, his hand was a blur.  Andy
emitted something between a gasp and a scream when the freight train
crashed into his sexy little body, and the eyes which had been locked on
Lance slobbering over Troy's pumping cock closed in young boy ecstasy.
When he opened his eyes up again, his boy boner still half-hard, he was in
for a shock.


Troy and Lance were looking up at him.  Lance had Troy's boner in his hand,
and his mouth was wet and slick.


"Oi, dude," Troy called up at him.  "That's so not fair!  You got to cum
before we did!"


Andy wanted to run away from the window and jump into his bed, but it was
like his feet were nailed on the floor.  One, two, three, and his wiener
betrayed him and stood hard and proud.


"You wanna come down here?" Troy asked.  "Don't be afraid, we don't bite."
Andy could see him lazily massaging his big tool and grinning his perfect
smile at him.


"Yeah," Lance chimed in.  "I can do what I did to him to you.  You ever had
it sucked before?"


Andy felt himself blushing, and he shook his head.


"This is how you do it," Troy said.  He turned his head, and Lance's big
boner disappeared into his mouth.  Lance looked back up at Andy.  "You ever
do it to someone else?" Another shake of the head.  Andy wasn't any scaredy
cat.  It took something to stand in your underwear while a guy took
pictures of you, after all.  So he put on his ratty gym shorts, his wiener
still boned, pulled a T-shirt over his head, padded downstairs, out the
back door, across the yard and through a loose board in the fence that
separated his house from the Edisons'.  As soon as he passed through the
board, he almost ran into the twins, because they were standing right
there, naked, their hogs nice and boned up.


"Cool that you came over," Lance said.  "Wanna touch my dick?"


"Yeah," Troy added.  "Mine, too?"


Andy reached out and took a twin penis in each hand.  They seemed to weigh
a ton.  He saw that the brothers had their hands on each other's butts, and
he thought that was cool.


"Did you see what Lance and me were doing before?" Troy asked. "You wanna
try it?"


Andy looked up at him with his big blue eyes.  Troy was smiling at him, and
Andy could feel the older boy's wiener throbbing in his hand.  He took a
deep breath and opened his mouth.  The fat tool barely fit inside, and he
heard Troy murmur, "Just suck on the top of it, champ." Lance gave his
brother a kiss on the cheek, remembering the first time the two of them had
tried to deal with their dad's enormous schlong.  That was exactly what
Jeff had told his son four years previously in the shower.


Andy suckled on Troy's boner as Troy stroked his hair gently.  Andy felt
hands on his body from behind, and his shorts were pulled down.  Lance
reached around to fondle the perfect preteen boner that was sticking out
from Andy's hairless crotch, and then he got down on his knees and buried
his face in the boy's smooth little ass.  Andy instinctively ground his
butt back onto the big tongue that was lapping away between his cheeks.  It
felt so good.


Troy gently started to move Andy's face up and down on his big tool.  The
boy was holding the shaft of his dick in his hand, and his fingers barely
reached around the girth.  A breeze was blowing, and Troy felt some of it
on his rock-hard ass.  The little face that was bobbing up and down on his
prickmeat felt fantastic, and the handsome teenager felt the start of an
orgasm bubbling up from inside.


"Wanna swap, bro?"  The tongue disappeared from Andy's puckered boy hole,
and Troy's cock slipped from out of his mouth, but ten seconds later it was
vice versa, with Lance presenting his massive erection to Andy's face, and
Troy giving the boy's tight ass a slobbering licking while gently caressing
his little boner with his fingers.  Andy was catching on to the cocksucking
game, and Lance moaned softly as the budding little gay boy slobbered on
his hog.  He could hear Andy spluttering and gasping as he simultaneously
was dazed by the big wiener that was in his mouth and the tongue that was
going to town on his bunghole.  Troy was masturbating him, and he had to
put his hand on Troy's to keep from cumming right then and there.  He knew
from experience that his brain and his wiener went together while he was
pounding away at himself, but after it was over, thinking about naked boys
in the dressing room or at school didn't seem as interesting anymore.


All of a sudden Lance grabbed Andy by the ears and gave a big gasp.
Instantly Andy's mouth started to fill up with liquid.  He thought for a
second that the big boy was peeing in his mouth, but then he remembered the
stuff that had shot out of model Keith's penis and knew that this had to be
the same thing.  When his mouth filled up, he let some of the stuff drip
out, but he swallowed most of it because that seemed like the right thing
to do.


"Sorry, bro," he heard Lance say shamefacedly.  "Couldn't help it."


"Don't blame you, dude," Troy said.  "Andy, you're a hot little guy, aren't
you?"


Andy looked over his shoulder at him and didn't really understand what hot
meant in that context, so he just shrugged and grinned.


"You maybe wanna work that magic on me, too?" Troy asked hopefully.


It was round robin again, and once again Andy felt the warm wetness of
Lance's tongue on his ass.  He took another deep breath and went back to
work on Troy's big boner.  He was getting the hang of it now, finding that
if he kept breathing, he could take a bit more of the tool in his mouth.
He ran his tongue around the tip and suckled on it a little bit and then
dove down as far as he could.  "That's it," he heard Troy murmur from
above.  "Yeah, squirt, just like that.  Just like that."  And then for a
second time in a couple of minutes, Andy's mouth filled up as Troy gasped
and squeezed his shoulders.  This time hardly any of the stuff dripped out.


"Now it's your turn," Lance announced.  He pulled Andy's T-shirt off his
head.  "Who's first, bro, me or you?"


"How `bout we tag team him, bro?" Troy said.  And that's exactly what the
twins did.  They lay Andy down on one of the beach chairs, and while one of
them suckled on his boner, the other sucked on his toes (something amazing
to Andy).  While the other one suckled on his boner, the first one lapped
at his balls.  Five or six times the young boy felt himself on the brink of
an explosion, but the older boys seemed to know, and they always stopped.
Troy took Andy in his muscular arms, holding him like a baby, and Lance
bent down to suckle on his dick.  Lance picked him up upside down and
sucked him like that while Andy licked at Lance's upside-down penis, hard
again.  Finally they put him down on the grass and licked every inch of his
sexy little hairless body, stopping once again when Andy started squealing
and squirming around.  They took positions on either side of his face and
yanked their ten-inch jock cocks to another splashing orgasm that went all
over Andy.  Then Troy used some of their cum to jerk the young boy's boner
while Lance licked at his balls, and when the orgasm smashed into Andy's
body, he yelled out in delight as his wiener danced around in Troy's fist.


Oh, and there was one more orgasm that occurred at the same time.  The
twins' dad, Jeff, was in his office at the law firm, the door locked and
the blinds on the interior window drawn.  On his computer he was watching
the scene through the security cameras that he had installed around the
house.  They had pan and zoom functions which he could control remotely, so
when his sons brought their little next door neighbor to the mountaintop of
ecstasy, Jeff masturbated his foot long hot dog to release about a quart of
cum into the wastebasket as he kept his eyes locked on the sexy young boy
and his two beyond handsome sons.  He felt a little guilty as he went into
the private bathroom to wash his hands and his penis, but then he thought,
what the hell?  Pervert is as pervert does.  And then Jeff went back to
work.