Date: Sat, 17 Apr 2004 19:02:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: tag michaels <tag_m@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Watcher & the Watched II

Over the next five days I considered what had happened and the
ramifications of it. The entire situation occupied most of my waking
thoughts and some of my sleeping ones as well, having dreamed about the
boys on at least one occasion that I could remember. Needless to say I
jacked off at least once a day, many days more than once and on one day I
actually blasted sperm four times! That was the most I'd cum in one day
since I was in my mid-teens.

My fantasies during the time away from the boys were wide and varied with
more combinations of players that one could imagine. The thought of them
playing with each other, even stuffing their hard young boy cocks into each
other's firm little butts could cause a raging hard on for me, once even
necessitating jacking off in my office behind a locked door. Other times I
thought about them fucking me, or me fucking one of them, or even fucking
all of them in one session since my own staying power was undoubtedly much
longer than theirs would be, although their recovery time would probably
put mine to shame.

Many times I allowed my brain to focus on the very last time that I saw
them, standing side by side, my view of them restricted to those parts of
the body between their knees and chest. I saw them from about twelve feet
away, their bodies in good lighting. Try as I might, I could not recall any
differences at all. Their young cocks, finally soft in their natural state,
seemed to be exactly the same and I had discovered that they were
uncut. The hairless sperm makers that their cocks rested on seemed
identical as well, rounded bags with eggs resting almost side by
side. Their pubic bushes were also the same, medium brown in color, and
situated almost totally at the base of their boyhood pride and joy and not
yet extended sideways to the crease of hips and pubic bone.

All three boys had belly buttons that I called "outies" nice little nubbins
on their totally flat bellies, tummy's that sloped gently, melting into
their pelvic bones and creating nice grooves between the pubic area and
their slender hips.

I was dying to see their faces; faces that I knew had to be the most
angelic, beautiful faces that were ever created. It would turn out that I
was not far off the mark but it would be some time before I actually
realized my fantasy and a whole lot of stuff would happen first.

And so, it was with all those butterflies tearing at my insides that I
walked toward their home five days later.  Once again I had taken the
liberty to not wear undergarments, allowing my circumcised seven-inch dick
some maneuver room inside my loose fitting walking shorts. As I reached the
edge of their property the lights in the room came up slowly but, like the
last time, only the middle window was partially uncovered and in the same
manner as before. I stood at my customary place by the hedge and as soon as
I was in place a boy came into view. He was wearing red satin boxers and
came close enough to the window that his crotch was clearly visible. In
fact what showed was from about five inches above the knees up to just
below the neck

He began the undulations, slowly rubbing himself as he swayed to unheard
music. Then another body came up behind him reaching around my dancer and
rubbing on the boy's belly. The hands moved up and down, grazing nipples
while the hands of the body's owner began rubbing at the front of the
boxers then slid down inside the waistband and began playing there. I could
see the by the way the boy was playing in there that he definitely was
playing with a rock hard cock. The player then pushed his hands down,
pulling down the waistband of the underwear and providing me with a glimpse
of dark brown pubic hair. He kept moving downward, moving around to the
back and pulling the red cloth down until the elastic band was underneath
the boy's cheeks and causing the front to pull the boy's cock downward
until it wouldn't go any further without causing it's owner some pain. It's
a move that move every boy or man on the planet has done to himself and of
course there's only so far a hard cock and be pushed downward.

While the feeler began rubbing on the boy's butt, the boy himself pulled
the waistband of his boxers out and away, allowing his hard cock to bound
out like an excited puppy dog. My own cock throbbed at the sight of him, an
almost perfect boy. God I almost creamed out looking at the flat taut belly
as it sloped gently into his pubic bone and tight nest of curly hair. His
cock was perfect, the tip of the head peeking out from his foreskin and the
smooth hairless balls beneath it all were the most suckable things I could
ever dream of.

I pulled the front of my shorts down and stroked my cock when the voice
came from the hedge.

"Isn't he so beautiful, so perfect. My brother is the perfect boy and since
we all look alike, that makes of all perfect boy's. You won't be able to
tell the difference, I promise you," the voice said quietly. I watched
enraptured as the feeler allowed his hands to roam downward, his finger
tips pushing into the pubic hair and moving through it to encircle the base
of the cock as well as the boy's balls. Then one hand slipped outward to
grasp onto the rigid member and stroke it, pulling the foreskin back and
exposing the perfect cock head whose tip was shiny from precum. The boy
removed his boxers, then took the hand from his body and turned around,
giving me a glimpse of his delicious slender butt. the twin orbs moved out
and away from the small of his back, creating nice fleshy pieces of butt,
the size of which was between being bubbly and flat. Like the rest of the
boy, they were perfect.

"Don't you wish you could lick him there, tasting the delicious secret
inside that perfect boy's butt?" the voice asked.  Oh god did it. I loved
rimming and the thought of rimming one or all three of those cuties was
enough to make me want to cry for it.

The boy then moved behind the other boy who was dressed identical to what
the first boy had been, then he went through the same exact motions that
had been performed on him. When the second boy was fully exposed I strained
to see if I could find any difference then they stood side by side as if
defying me to find and differences. I could not.

"Go ahead, look as much as you wish, you will not see any differences, I
promise you that." The voice would have almost been mocking if there wasn't
a slight chuckle in it. I watched as both boys grasped onto their own cocks
and began stroking using opposite hands so the they were sort of like
bookends. Their stroking was matched and even as their other hand moved
down to cup their own balls and massage them.

"They're almost there, they're going to squirt out together. If you want to
squirt with them it will only be a moment. I will tell you when." I began
giving my achingly hard cock a vigorous workout and took my self to the
very edge where I maintained the intense feeling of being ready to blow.

"Here they cum," the metallic voice said and sure enough, both boy cocks
erupted at the same time, their sperm flying out toward me. I allowed
myself to cum along with them, my own sperm arching out onto the hedge. As
I watched it seemed that their cum went about the same distance, all three
squirts of it and they slowed to a dribble at the same time as well, the
stroking slow and in tandem. For a brief moment I had a vision of an Ethel
Merman aqua folly number.

"We will see you tomorrow," the voice said as the light dimmed then went
out. I contemplated the boys' actions as I walked home. I wondered if it
was the fact that they were twins, better yet, triplets, that allowed for
them to move and do things as though they were choreographed or was there
something else. Had they had some sort of training that made them so in
tune with each other. It was a conundrum and one that would most likely not
be answered soon.

I was at my appointed spot and the usual time and as I approached, the
center window light dimmed on and a boy stepped forward, just like the day
before. This time he was wearing tight high cut white briefs that
practically outlined his cock balls as he stood there with legs spread
about shoulder width apart. Another boy entered the picture wearing the
same style of brief only in dark blue. Standing next to the first boy he
faced him so that I got a profile view of his young teenage bulge. The
second boy began rubbing up and down on the first boy's bulge, his hand
flat and fingers together when he went down between the boys' smooth thighs
and splayed out when he came back up and rubbed right on the cock itself. I
could see the flesh inside expand from the pressure being exerted on it and
soon it was clear that the boy was full on hard, the end of his cock just
under the waistband.

The boy doing the feeling turned the other boy to face him then got to his
knees in front of him. He was wearing a black knit stocking beanies that
guys wear that covered his head and down the back to his nape.  On his face
he wore the sort of Halloween mask that just covers the eyes and half way
down the nose and held on my an elastic strap. I was getting my first view
of the boys' skin and from where I was standing his face appeared to be
totally blemish free without freckles, zits, hair or anything. He sported a
light golden tan but it appeared as though he might be of Northern European
stock, the Swedish variety or there about. The boy leaned forward and
placed his mouth over the hardened cock of the other boy and it looked like
he was nuzzling it with his lips, somewhat like the way a horse might take
a sugar cube from your hand. He moved his head up and down on the shaft and
down onto the balls and it appeared as though he were blowing as he
nuzzled. Having had warm breath blown on my genitals when I was hot and
horny, I knew what the standing boy might be feeling.

Kneeling boy finally reached up, placed his fingers in the waistband of the
briefs and lowered them, pushing them to the floor, or so it appeared,
since the standing boy seemed to spread his legs back open. His hard cock
was sticking in the other boy's face and that one wasted no time in
tackling the job before him.

First, holding onto the shaft, he pulled the foreskin back to expose the
entire head and he began licking it all over. When he let go of it, the
shaft of course bobbed back to its normal position of standing almost
straight up. The boy then nudged his face against it and pressed the shaft
back into the owner's pubic bone where he held it in place with his mouth
as he licked all over underneath the head. It's owners hands went to the
sucking boy's head where the fingers worked their way around the scalp. I
was quite sure that he was almost going out of his mind from the intensity
of the feelings.

The boy licked down the shaft and onto the soft, wrinkled ball sac, nudging
the oval eggs around with his tongue a little bit before making the return
trip up the shaft. This time when he reached the top he lifted up over it
and took the head into his mouth the pulled it downward where he began
bobbing back and forth on it, taking almost half of it into his mouth
before coming almost off the head before returning. The victim, if he could
indeed be called such, continued to hold onto his sucker's head and began
gently fucking into his mouth. I could see his slender butt cheek flex and
relax with the motion then all of a sudden the motion stopped. The sucker
let go with his mouth, grasped the shaft and began stroking it. The cock
then let fly with a glob of sperm that the boy tried to direct into his
mouth. From where I was it looked like the first shot missed. He continued
stroking, the cock kept on spitting at least three more times before it
slowed to a dribble that the sucking boy went for right off the bat,
licking the oozing cum and taking it into his mouth. It became obvious that
it was ultra sensitive because the standing boy pulled away gently, his
cock still rock hard and bobbing slightly. The kneeling boy turned his head
toward me and I could easily see cum that had landed at the corner of his
nose dripping down over his lip which he slowly and sensually reached for
with his tongue and licked it into his mouth.

The boy then stood up and began stroking his cock. He reached to his face
and wiped off the remaining sperm from his face, applied the cum to his
cock head then began mauling it, squeezing and twisting his hand all over
it. Having serviced myself, and others, in a similar fashion I knew how
sensitive that would be.  It didn't take long before he quickly took his
hand away and the other one resumed a furious stroking which culminated in
an eruption of his cock head, jets of young sperm flying out into the air
and landing, presumably, on the carpet. My own cock was erupting along with
it, jet after jet of my sperm flying off into the brush where all my other
sperms and gone to on all those other days.

"And a wonderful sperming was had by all," the metallic voice said softly
as the lights dimmed then went off completely.

The next few days were similar repeats. One boy sucking off the other after
a slow strip show, then one boy jacking off the other before doing himself
or having the other boy do him. I did get a little bit of variety one
morning when the lights went up to show two boys in a sixty nine position,
one on back and the other straddling his chest. The were sideways too me so
I got a full view of each boy getting his delicious young cock sucked
on. The boy who was kneeling had the foot closest to me flat on the floor
and situated so his nuts were hanging like so much fruit in his brothers'
face. I also got a great view of the boy's cock and his asshole when his
brother decided to rim the puckered muscle. The lying boy stroked on
kneeling boy's cock while he rimmed, the boy's balls moving with the motion
and gently tapping against the lickers chin. When licker boy decided to
slide his tongue down from the asshole and along the underside of the
smooth balls I could almost see their owner's body shudder from the
feelings. I could almost tell when the licking boy was ready to squirt cuz
he pulled the other boy's ass to his him, cramming his face in the boy's
ass and licking like crazy.

"He's cumming," the voice said, "He loves eating out a boy's asshole when
he sperms, it is so hot for him. It is also true for his partner, having
your asshole licked and slurped when you squirt out is oh so good a
feeling. Just wait our friend, you will see." I was too busy stroking my
own rock hard dick to the eventual conclusion to really have paid much
attention to that statement. I would remember it later when I replayed the
mornings events over in my mind, a daily occurrence, and wonder just what I
meant although I certainly had my hopes.

There was nothing for another four days as summer wore on. I'd imagined the
boys spending a lot of time at the beach, which is where I would have been
had I not had to work. As it was I often went after work if for no other
reason then just to cool off.

On the fifth day I was no sooner in place when the lights came up slowly
revealing one of the boys bodies from the knees to just below the chest. He
was in boxers, rubbing at the front of the garment for a moment before
slipping them down and revealing his rock hard cock, which he stroked a few
times. He turned around so that his slender little ass was facing me and I
could see that he was doing something with his hands although I didn't know
what. Then a hand reached behind him and he bent over slightly then placed
his fingers to his asshole, rubbing them back and forth over the wrinkled
muscle then slipped two of them inside.  He used his other hand to pull a
cheek open to give me a view as well as better access for his fingers,
which began sliding in and out of his hole. Then I heard sounds of heavy
breathing and slight grunting noised.  Clearly someone had the other walkie
talkie, or whatever they were using, close to the boy's mouth and I was
hearing him getting hotter and hotter.

As I watched, he slowly pulled his fingers out, turned sideways, and got on
his hands and knees. He was wearing the knit cap and mask similar to what
had been worn five days before. I watched carefully as pulled the opposite
cheek open while another boy came into the picture, his stone hard young
teenage cock pointing the way. He stepped behind his brother, knelt down
and without so much as a by your leave, put his cock head to the muscle and
pushed in. Through the small speaker in the hedge I heard the boy grunt as
he was penetrated then a soft,

"Oh fuck," and it wasn't pain. With a hand on each hip the boy began
driving his cock into the other boys' ass, getting into a slow steady
rhythm. They were close enough to the window so I could see very clearly
and after about twenty seconds of that a third boy stepped into view,
again, a naked and fully engorged young cock pointing the way. He stepped
up to the head of the boy getting fucked and holding his cock out and away
from his body, knelt down placed the stiff member at the boy's mouth and
the boy took it inside. Then the boy, his hand placed at the side of the
head of his sucker, slowly started fucking into the other boy's mouth and I
could hear all the sounds cuz the new boy must have kept the connection
open, holding the device, in the hand I couldn't see, close to the action.

I could hear panting, the sounds of sucking and quiet words like "Oh yeah."
"Mmmmm," and eventually "Oh God", "Oh fuck," "I'm gonna cum," "I'm gonna
squirt," and the scene became all action. The boy doing the fucking began
driving into the other boy with force, holding his target in place as he
slammed into the boy's ass. The boy getting fucked appeared to be jacking
off, given the fact that his balls were jumping around like spit on a
griddle. The boy getting sucked seemed to have picked up his speed as well
then I heard,

"Oh fuck I' cumming" in three part harmony. Fuck boy held his body pressed
in tight to his brother's butt and wiggled his slim little ass sideways and
in a circle, seeming to want to get as much of his young cock into the
other's boy's ass as possible. The boy getting sucked had stepped back,
pulling his cock out of the other boy's mouth and jack his cock rapidly,
cumming in seconds and spraying his sperm onto the face of the boy whose
mouth he recently vacated while that boy's sperm shot out onto the floor in
front of him.

Of course the activities died down and the boy fucker slowly pulled his
cock from the tight confines of the tight ass that had held him, a thin
strand of sperm connecting him to the other boy's ass until the strand
broke. The boy who'd just gotten fucked rocked back onto his haunches then
turned to look at me. His smiling mouth and lips had cum splattered all
over them, some just stuck there and some slowly dripping down to his
chin. As his tongue went out to lick and clean, the lights dimmed off.

I had cum when the boys had, having gotten into their rhythm, and so milked
my own dripping cock to clear the tube before putting it away and heading
back home.

The next morning was a sort of repeat only this time when the lights went
on a boy was on his back, his naked body in full view for me. He was angled
like the hands of a clock at eight and two so I could see up between his
smooth things s little bit. Laying flat, his right hand was slowly loving
himself. He'd stroke a few times, run his hand down and fondle his balls,
tugging and squeezing and rubbing them, then move back to his pulsing, pale
hard cock. He looked terrific from that view, his nuts hanging lazily
between his thighs, smooth and hairless. The boy was wearing a black mask
the looked like the Lone Ranger's but no hat or beanie and for the first
time I saw that the boys were blonde. At least this one was so I assumed
that the others would be. It was almost platinum, not quite, and smoothed
back so I assumed it was in a pony tail therefore his hair was longer than
the current short and spiky tend.

The boy looked straight at me and smiled just as a second boy came into
view from the side, his hard cock bobbing along in front of his slim
body. He knelt at the feet of the other boy who pulled his legs back
opening himself up for his brother. The second boy wore only a mask as well
and his blonde hair was pulled back into a pony tail that, if let go, would
have grazed his shoulders.  The second boy had a bottle of what appeared to
be lube which he poured onto the fingers of one hand then applied to the
boy who was laying, smearing the stuff all around the boy's asshole then
slipping his finger up inside and slowly finger fucking him. A second
finger soon followed and the passive boy reached down and pulled his cheeks
open to give better access as well as create better feelings for him
self. There was just something about prying your cheeks open as far as they
could go that seemed to make the whole fucking thing feel even better.

Some message passed between them because the soon to be fucked boy nodded
his head and his partner moved into position between his now pulled back
legs. I watched, mesmerized, as the cock head touched the puckered muscled
then slipped inside. The boy didn't stop but slowly moved forward until
there was no place else to go. He'd put his hands behind the knees of the
other boy to keep the legs pushed back out of the way as well as to raise
the target area to better suit the level of his missile. From that position
he began to pull out until he was almost free then slowly move back inside.

The third boy then came into the picture and stood facing me, slowly
stroking his hardened cock, sliding his foreskin over the head and pulling
it back off again. He then straddled the boy getting fucked, his cock in
the face of the boy doing the fucking, and moved in so that he could get
his cock sucked, which his brother seemed more than eager to do. The boy
took a good three inches of cock into his mouth then allowed the owner to
direct the movement, slowly pumping in and out of the warm orifice his cock
was in. This lasted for a minute or so while the actual cock to ass fucking
continued below them.

The boy getting the blow job finally pulled away then got to his hands and
knees, still straddling the boy on his back, then pushed backwards, putting
his ass in the boy's face. The boy reached out and put his hand on the
cheeks in front of him and guided them toward him, burying his mouth inside
and apparently eating the tight little asshole in front of him. The new boy
was wearing a mask like the other two and I wondered if everything they had
came in three's, like parents often do with multiple birthed children. I
didn't wonder long however as the boy getting his ass rimmed out stretched
his body out and up while the last boy did the same until their lips met
and they began kissing in a wide opened mouth manner. They would break away
from each other and allow their tongues to lick at each other then go back
to kissing again. The did this a few times while all the other physical
stuff continued.

The action began to pick up as the kissing stopped and fucking boy started
moving faster, driving his cock in and out of the asshole he was
fucking. Rim boy leaned down and began licking and sucking the cock of the
boy getting fucked then balanced himself on one hand and stroked while he
suckled. Then fucking boy pulled his cock out of the asshole he was in as
sucking boy moved more into a kneeling position, his ass still in the other
boy's face. The boy who had been getting fucked moved the hand that I
couldn't see and grasped onto his cock and began stroking it rapidly, just
as the other two were doing and then all three cocks erupted, if not at
once, then so close to each other than I couldn't tell who was first. The
boy who had been doing the fucking stroked fast for a moment then slowed as
his dick began spitting his sperm out all over the cock and balls of the
boy he'd been fucking. Kneeling boy's cock did the same thing, his sperm
landing in the same places basically and mixing on that boy's groin. The
last boy quickly grabbed some cum from his brothers and used it as lube to
take himself over the edge. His first jet of cum flew out and landed smack
dab on the cock of the boy straddling his face, the rest just flew out and
landed all over on his own flat belly. As usual, my sperm joined the
millions of their brethren who had ended their lives in the Hibiscus hedge
in front of me. As I watched and spermed, straddling boy got up and moved
out of the picture.

"When you come back in three days," the metallic voice said quietly, "come
down and stand in the center of the open window and one arm length
away. The side gate will be open for you. Do not look around but go right
to the place I just told you of. And wait."

Needless to say the next three days were rife with anticipation and a great
deal of spilled sperm on my part.  As I said before, whenever there was a
lull in the activities, when I returned things were always kicked up a
notch, to quote Emeril. I wondered what would or could be next. I mean,
hey, they'd been fucking each other in front of me what else could be left?
I knew that was a stupid question. The variety of scenarios that could
happen was endless. Of course the one I wanted most to happen was personal
involvement, hands on contact, with the boys in some shape or fashion. I
was dying to taste their flesh, their young sperm. And I was dying to pump
my own cum into them and maybe even have one or all of them do the same to
me. I wanted to revel in their smooth bodies, to explore every inch of them
and hopefully have them explore my own body.  Equally needless to say that
when I approached the house three days later, my cock was throbbing, the
skin stretched as tight as it ever had been necessitating my keeping a hand
in my pocket to keep the thing flat to my belly and not sticking out like a
fucking lightening rod.

I slowed as I reached their property the butterflies fighting to get out of
my belly. I saw that the gate was open and the thought of jail was foremost
in my mind. Peeping from the street was one thing and might possibly be
explained away as something logical. Being on someone else's property at
five thirty in the morning was an entirely different matter and I doubted I
would be able to come up with any kind of convincing story were I caught.

The light in the center window was barely on and the blind was only open
about eighteen inches or so. Doing as I had been told I approached the
window and stood about an arm length away. I was no sooner in place than
two of the boys came into the room. The were both stark naked, their hard
young cocks bobbing as they approached the window. I barely got a glimpse
of them when they came into view but what I definitely saw was that they
were absolutely naked, no hats and no masks. The moved so quickly however
that I didn't have a chance to see anything of their faces and soon they
were standing almost next to the glass, their smooth, firm young bodies
only a few feet from me, so close that even if I bent down to try to look
up under the blind I would have seen nothing. I didn't even try. Their
cocks looked even more inviting close up, their small patches of dark brown
pubic hair almost identical. Their balls hung gently in smooth, hairless
bags between their equally smooth and pale thighs. Their bellies were flat
and firm, sloping into pubic bones without a ripple or crease. Even at this
close a range I could detect no difference in their bodies.

"They are even more beautiful close up are they not?" The voice almost
whispered from behind me. "NO, do not turn around or it will all be over,"
the voice added quickly as I sort of jumped. As the boys began rubbing
themselves, much as they had done once before the voice, a sweet sort of
melodic sound of a boy not yet fully having lost his boyhood said,

"Pull your shorts down, take your big cock out for my brothers to see." As
I did so, the boys in the window stepped back a little, just enough I
imagined to be able to look down and see my cock while they began playing
with and stroking their own. As I watched they began the jacking process
but with slow deliberate loving care, sliding their foreskin up over their
smooth cock heads and back down again. While one boy fondled and played
with his balls, the ran his fingers up and down his belly and into his nest
of pubic fuzz.

I could hear the boy behind me begin breathing heavier, clearly he was
getting hot. And then I felt his hand on my hip, the warmth of his flesh.

"Don't move please," he whispered, "we all want to touch you but you must
follow our directions or it will all be over." One thing I didn't want was
for anything to be over and the key word touch over rode any desire to
actually see the boy. I knew then that eventually I would, that I would
have full access to the boys and they would have full access to them.

As I watched the two boys slowly make love to their own bodies I felt the
hand slowly move downward and in toward my raging cock. I clasped my hands
across my chest to give the boy full access to whatever he wanted, which
first of all was my own dense pubic thatch then the base of cock. The
butterflies were going berserk inside my belly, my heart was racing as the
hand explored me, slowly sliding over the top of my cock then grasping onto
my rigid flesh. Oh fuck did that feel so good.

"Your cock is so huge and so hard. We have not seen such a lovely cock,"
the voice crooned. The boy's entire body was soon pressed against mine, and
I could feel his rock hard boyhood press against my butt as he began
stroking me, then moving his hand down to cup my nuts and feel their
weight. "Your balls are so magnificent too and we already know how much of
sperms they can make. Do you not dream of putting your sperms inside of us,
do you not dream of tasting our sperms?"

"Yes," I whispered, my voice heavy with the lust that was ripping through
my body. And then the boy gave me confirmation.

"Soon, that may be possible but not today and never, if you break our
rules."

I nodded my head. "Whatever you say, I will do, I promise?" That was no lie
either. I would do almost anything for this to go on to where ever these
hot young teens wanted to take it. Fuck even if it ended right then and
there I would have a lifetime of jack off images.

I felt my short get pushed down further and the boy press his hard cock
into the crack of my ass, his other hand on my hip as if to gain some
leverage as he stroked my raging hard cock, sliding up over the head and
smearing my precum all over it before returning to jacking me. The two boys
in the window seemed to be reaching the ultimate conclusion, their bellies
tightening and loosening as most males do when reaching a solitary orgasm.

"Are you near, are you going to squirt your man sperms as my brothers
squirt theirs?" I nodded my head.

"Good," he whispered as his body moved back away from mine slightly. "Put
your hand behind you and take my hard cock into your hand and make me sperm
too," he said, his voice also filling with lust. I did as he asked, found
his warm hard young cock and grasped onto it. I heard his sigh as I began
stroking him, feeling my balls tingle with an impending explosion. The boy
slowly humped into my tight fist as he picked up speed on my cock and the
boys in the window did the same.

The two stroking boy were the first to cum, their cocks erupting almost at
the same time, their sperm hitting the window in front of me. I felt my
belly tighten.

"Oh fuck here it is, stroke me harder," I told the boy. He did as I asked
adding,

"Me too." I felt his cock thicken in my hand and I stroked him faster
despite the under hand position I was working from. I felt warmth on my
butt as his sperm hit me, my own cum blasting out onto the side of the
house in thick ropy jets. My knees felt weakened as I shot at least five
squirts, the boys in the window let fly with three and I felt at least one
other one hit a different spot on my butt as the boy's upper body rested
against mine. I reveled in the warmth of him, the feelings of both his
touching and stroking me as I did to him. Sadly, the whole show slowed to a
stop. The two boys in the window stepped backwards and out of view, their
sperm slowly running down the window in multiple trails and almost seemed
to be in competition with each other. The boy behind me stepped away,
pulling his leaking cock from my hand as his smaller hand gave up custody
of my cock.

"That was wonderful. Pull your shorts up and go back out of the gate, leave
it open, do not look around or look back. I really needed time to gather
some energy and let the shaking in my legs die away but rules are rules. I
had to move slowly however and the idea that the boys had planned it that
way did not escape my attention. I did as I was told, arriving home some
ten minutes later and stripping naked immediately. I lay on my bed, my
still hard cock in my hand and slowly stroked my self to a second cumming,
as it were, thinking of how the boys cock felt in my hand, and his hand
felt as he stroked and felt me. As I finally squirted it occurred to me
that I could have tasted the boy's essence if I had only thought to wipe of
from my cheek. I vowed that if the next was a repeat of that experience,
and I had no doubt it would be, then I would respectfully ask if I could
taste whoever's sperm was on me.

With that in mind, I chose not to wear any shirt the next morning but
simply drape my towel across my shoulders. I assumed, correctly as it
turned out, that I was to go to the same place as the day before. Once in
place, and prepared for a voice behind me, I didn't jump when I hear,

"Good morning our friend. We hope you enjoy today as much as you did
yesterday, although today will be a little bit different. Pull your shorts
down please." As he asked the latter question, the lights came slowly up
and only one boy came to the window, just like the day before. Like the day
before he was naked and young boy hard and began loving himself almost as
soon as he reached his spot in front of me. My shorts were down to my knees
when the boy spoke again as his hand explored me thoroughly.

"My brother was right, you do have a big cock and your balls feel quite
huge and filled with sperms. Please, get down on your knees. Please close
your eyes and do not open them until I ask you too. When I do, please only
look straight ahead and no where else." I did as I was asked and heard a
slight rustling that moved from behind me to between me and the window.

"You my open your eyes," the voice said softly from behind me. When I did,
my eyes were staring right at a rock hard boy cock, less than six inches
from my face.

"Go ahead, worship my brother. You may use your hands and your mouth, but
do not look around no matter what." The voice was still behind me so unless
the kid was a ventriloquist I was with two of them.

The cock in front of me was so delicious looking. The foreskin was pulled
back and the perfectly shaped head was looking to the early morning sky,
the tip slightly shiny from what I guessed was precum. Again I reveled in
the sight of the gorgeous young teenage body, the firmness, the smoothness,
the soft looking boy balls hanging beneath his pride and joy. I reached out
and pulled the shaft down, the boy stepping a little closer and licked that
head, tasting the boy's essence for the first time, the smells of his ripe
young body permeating my nostrils. After cleaning the smooth satiny head I
took it into my mouth and nursed it with my lips and tongue. I felt hands
at the side of my head, fingers running through my hair as the boy moaned
quietly above me. I reached behind him and held onto his butt, discovering
that it was pretty solid, and encouraged him to fuck into my mouth. My
other hand felt his nuts, experiencing the softness of the hairless
bag. All of a sudden I felt a hand grasp onto my cock as well and begin to
slowly stroke it.

"My brother wants to cum in your mouth, he wants you to taste the juices of
his balls." I nodded my head while I continued to suckle the cock in my
mouth, taking almost all of it down my throat before pulling back away from
it. All of sudden I felt the shaft thicken the then the warmth of his
liquid in my mouth, the salty taste and alkaline feel of young teenage cum
right from the spout. He moaned out as he pumped into me and I kneaded his
balls, accepting three nice squirts of his nectar before it slowed to a
dribble. The hand at my cock was stroking me fairly rapidly and when I felt
the warmth of lips at the head I lost it.

"I'm cumming," I hissed quietly. The mouth didn't move, the hand went
faster and I blasted jet after jet of cum into the boy's mouth while I went
back to his groin, nuzzling the soft balls in front of me. I have no idea
what the boy in the window was doing all this time since my view was
delightfully blocked and my attention decidedly elsewhere dealing with the
task at hand, and mouth.

Things died down and the boy in front of me said that he was doing to step
away from me, as was his brother. He said they would be standing behind me,
that I was to keep my eyes closed until I was told different then to go
ahead and go but not return for five days.

I heard the almost silent rustling of people moving then from behind me the
whispered voice said,

"We'll see you in five days." I turned slowly to the left and walked out of
the gate. For the next five days my thrice daily jack off session revolved
around what happened and what was likely to happen. Considering how things
had escalated I imagined that I was probably going to be able to actually
see the boys' faces and from there anything could happen, including my
desire to enter and be entered and everything else imaginable. I'd had
fantasies about twins, I'm sure lots of guys do but triplets. Fuck that
would be the most incredible thing imaginable.

Five days later me and my hard on reached the property line at the usual
time. All of the blinds were closed, there was no light on that I could
tell. I walked slowly around the corner to where the gate was and as I
stepped through, a door at that obviously entered into the large room
opened a crack and a lightly tanned arm stuck itself out and waved me
forward. The door opened just enough for me to slip inside then closed
behind me. The lights were barely on but I could still pretty much make out
the layout of the room.

"You may turn around," a voice said behind me. I hadn't looked because I
figured that I would be given explicit instructions about what, or what not
to do. My boys had trained me fairly well. I turned around to see all three
boys standing together, no masks, no hats, and no clothes.