Date: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 13:50:34 -0500
From: Naked Guy <ihateclothes@gmail.com>
Subject: My Twisted Boyfriend PT 25

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My Twisted Boyfriend (sequel to Twisted Next Door Neighbors) PT 25

(Fiction/fantasy, teen/college romance, incest)

What a difference the new air conditioner made.  Despite its energy
saver settings and all, it still cranked out way more air and way
colder.  The first evening I came home and felt the cool air for the
first time in days inside, I stripped and sat my sweaty ass right on
the floor vent.  The cold air whooshed against my ass, taint, and ball
sac.  I sighed in pleasure.  The twins laughed at me.

"Dude, the house is gonna smell like your dirty ass and balls if you
don't get off that vent!" Curt said laughing.

I just sat up, pulled my balls up in the air and slowly sat them back
on the chilly vent cover.  It was a relief after working in the humid
and hot garage all day.  At work we were busy from opening to closing
and I couldn't wait to get home and relax.  I was really sticky and
just wanted to shower so I could totally relax.  I grabbed my clothes
and walked to the washing machine.  I was shocked to see that a load
was already going.  The dial showed it to be in the first wash cycle,
so I tossed my work shirt and pants in with the rest of the clothes.

As soon as I got out of the shower, the twins were hovering around
asking me what was for dinner.  Don't get me wrong, they were thankful
for me to cook, but now expected it most days.

"We have leftovers you could have heated up by now," I said.

"We ate that already," Jeff said.

"Speak for yourself, bro!  You ate it, not me!" Curt said.

"Chill dudes, I'll make something--mainly because I'm hungry and one
of you ate everything." I teased.  "You do your homework yet?"

"No," they droned in unison.

They got up and grabbed their school backpacks from the middle of the
floor and started pulling books onto the coffee table.  I heard them
asking each other math questions.  I sometimes heard one of them
talking in hushed tones.  Jeff would do the math homework and Curt the
grammar stuff.  Then the other would copy it all.  It only worked for
those two classes as they were the only two they had together.  I
pretended to not hear them.  It was their business if they wanted to
cheat.  I figured they both were smart enough to do it on their own
but simply split the work up between them.

I made them meatloaf, but to make it interesting I mixed in some
Picante sauce.  The jar had been bought ages ago and no one finished
it.  I emptied half the jar while mixing up the meat and then poured
some into the tomato sauced that covered it all.  Of course I didn't
tell him in advance.  It was an extra hot variety of the salsa and it
was funny when they discovered it.  Both of them grabbed their glass
of iced tea and guzzled it.  I laughed my ass off.

"You put peppers in this?" Curt said?

I thought he was mad at me.

"Dude this if fucking great!" Jeff said.

They finished off their meatloaf before touching the green beans or
whole kernel corn (both canned).  I started eating mine it was damn
good!  My idea had been impulsive, but a good one.  I'd made two loafs
of the meat so there was plenty left after they guzzled down their
portions.  When done, Jeff let out a bellowing, loud burp.

"Thanks for dinner, Dave!"

They said that every time I cooked.  It made me feel good.

"No problem dude.  You finish your homework?"

Jeff stopped walking and Curt bumped into him.  For the one moment,
Curt's dick slapped against his brother's bare butt.  Jeff turned
around to say they were done.  Curt slapped his brother's butt
playfully and the two naked cuties walked to their room.  After that,
I became horny.  I pondered the decision of jacking off or cleaning
the kitchen first.  I didn't want to deal with the mess later so I
cleaned it up and put foil over the leftovers for Dean and Jim to eat
later.  I passed by the washing machine on my way back to the bedrooms
and noticed no one had bothered to finish the clothes.  I knocked on
the twins' closed door.

"Finish the clothes!"

I heard a bothered sounding, "Okay..."

Behind me I heard someone go out to put the clothes into the dryer and
turned it on.  I went back to my and Dean's room and looked for our
large sized dildo.  I was in the mood for a long, solo jack off
session with a lot of edging.  After searching through my plastic
containers in the closet, I finally found it.

I lay an old blanket over the entire bed and got situated:  Laptop
open to porn folder, lube at hand, pillows under me...I was set.  I
started by squirting liberal amounts of lube all over the purple
dildo.  It was our newest one.  It wasn't anatomically correct; it had
a smooth, more tapered head on it.  The middle had smooth, large curvy
ridges to allow your sphincter to clamp at different sections.  After
each curve, it grew fatter.   The entire thing was about nine inches
long.

I squirted lube into my ass and jiggled my two middle fingers around
to spread it around.  The first inches of the dildo went in easily.  I
kept pushing until the first bit of resistance and left it there.  I
grabbed my wireless mouse with my dry hand and moved it on a small
book lying next to me (it served as my mouse pad).  I clicked open the
first porn clip of two black men walking in a public park.  Each was
in different sections of the park and the screen was split.  You could
see an old lady walking a dog in the background and other goings on.
Then the guys acted like they were acquaintances running into each
other by chance.

As they chat, one starts looking at the others crotch.  One is wearing
jeans, sneakers, and a flannel shirt, the other shorts and a tee with
flip flops.  The camera panned--making it look like they had rounded a
corner of the park and were standing next to a park bench.  One starts
telling the other he hoped they would meet up again and have more good
sex.  The other says "go for it" and they begin kissing.  Soon enough,
the guy in shorts is naked and the other has no shirt, pants down,
getting blown on the park bench.  I knew it wasn't the same park in
the intro (or was in someone's back yard) but the fantasy of it got me
going.

I milked my hard dick in slow strokes squeezing precum up to my piss
slit.  After it would collect, I'd run my finger across the tip of my
dick and bring it to my mouth and smeared it on my lips.  The two men
in the porn were gorgeous—very tall with dark, smooth skin.  Soon
enough, the dude that had on jeans was fucking the other on the bench.
  Now then a fake jogger would pass by and not react at all.

I was close to cumming when the top guy pulled out and started jacking
his load on the other's face.  They sat on the bench together and
kissed, sharing cum while the other one shot his load.  The whole time
there were sound effects playing like they were in city like dogs
barking, cars honking, etc.  I held off on my orgasm and clicked that
video away.

I pulled up other videos but skipped to my favorite parts of each of
them.  I'd come close to shooting in the best parts but held off.  By
then, I'd nudged the dildo as far as it would go.  My ass had become
sweaty and there was a damp spot under me on the tattered blanket.
I'd lost track of time until I heard the front door open.   I heard
Dean call out to me—he was home early.  I was too horned up to reply.
He opened the door and found me going at it.

"Oh man, I'm about to shoot hard...help me finish it off." I begged.

He carefully took his clothes off and hung his pants and shirt.  I was
slowly jacking watching a dude eating out a succulent hole with his
tongue fully up in the guy's ass.  The top's ass ring was bulging
almost like a rosebud as the other dude ate it.  Dean took over
jacking me but not fast enough for me to cum.  He scooted between my
legs and I put them around his waist.  He ripped the dildo out and
shoved his dick inside.  He forced the sticky dildo into my mouth and
started fucking me hard.  His hand expertly worked the head of my
dick.  The combination of crammed mouth, banging dick, and being
jacked off sent me over the edge.  He pushed so hard on the dildo I
was almost choking.  I pulled it out.

"Ahhhhhhhhh...Oh fuck, oh FUCK!" I yelled.

I shot sperm all over me and Dean as his hand franticly moved like a
piston on my dick.  It was a two day load plus I'd edged so close to
cumming a dozen times that just exploded.

"Oh baby, that was one serious, impressive load there!"  Dean said and
winked his eye.

He was licking the cum off his fingers.  Hi used his other hand to
wipe some off my bush and rubbed it on my mouth.  I licked his hand
clean.  He was still inside me but I felt him going soft.

"Did you cum too?" I asked out of breath.

"I sure did, stud!"

He collapsed on me and we made out for a long time.  I was hard again
but wasn't up for another bout.

"Is it me or is it like Antarctica in here?" he asked after we stopped kissing.

"Yeah, isn't it awesome?" I said.

We kissed again before he rolled me over and pulled the laptop, dildo,
and blanket away.  I wasn't very fresh anymore and the shower I took
seemed pointless at that point.  However, it felt good rolling over on
the cool, clean sheets of the bed with the air conditioner blowing
chilly air beside me.  Dean pulled the sheet up over us.  I knew he
was cold, so I pulled the bedspread up over him only and snuggled up
behind him.

"I love you," I said.

It was usually the last thing we said when going to bed.  I reached
over and turned the lamp off.   The room was pitch black and quiet.

"I'm glad you came home early," I said and pressed my nose into his hair.

He rolled over almost on top of me and tossed a leg over one of mine.

"They made an announcement today,"

I stiffened up.  I thought he was about to tell me he was getting laid
off because of the merger at work.

"And?" I asked.

"Jobs are staying here, but their hours are changing from six a.m. to
eight p.m. everyday but Sunday on which we'll be open until five."

"Sorry babe, I know you prefer the late hours. What are you going to
do about school?"

"On school days, I'll be off and work eight hours on the other days.
So, I won't ever have weekends off."

"But now we have more time together in the evenings," I said.  "You
can help with dinner now!" I laughed.

He turned over and said, "Goodnight, dude".

I scooted back next him and wrapped my arm around his slim waist.  My
fingertips stroked his pubes.  After a couple of minutes lying there
peacefully next to him, I heard Jim come home.  He went straight to
the bathroom and I heard him taking a long piss.  I heard his
footsteps again.  As he approached our door, I heard the knob open.
He was peeping inside to see if we were up.  Light from the bathroom
was enough to allow him to see us.  I lay there with my eyes closed
and breathed heavily like I was snoring.  The door closed quietly.  I
heard him walk more softly back to the other end of the house and out
of the door again.

Curious and having to piss too, I got up and went to the toilet.  I
sat down to piss and pointed my dick downward.  After I finished and
shook my dick, I walked back to the dark living room and kitchen and
heard his voice outside.  He was sitting on a lawn chair talking to
someone on the cell phone.  I found it odd for him to do that so late
at night and outside.  Believe me; he never worried about waking any
one up when he came home in the past.

I tried to put my ear to the back door but I couldn't tell what he was
saying or who he was talking to.  I could hear the tone of his voice
and it was all flirty with a deep laugh now and then.  I felt my face
flush and I felt warm all over.  My armpit was itchy so I scratched
it.  It was damp.  When the air conditioner cut off, I heard random
words but not enough to make sense of anything.  I heard him telling
someone goodbye.  I tried to scramble back to the bedroom quietly
before he got back inside.

I barely shut the bedroom door when he was midway through the house.
I stood there and didn't move until I heard him walk past.  As usual,
he loudly pulled his work boots off and let them drop hard on the
floor.  As they slammed onto the carpeted floor, I slid back into bed.
 My heart was racing.  All I could think about was who he had been
talking to so secretly outside.  I lay opposite Dean and stared at the
strip of light under the door from the hallway.  I heard the microwave
timer go off in the kitchen as Jim had gone to heat up the meatloaf.

I was totally wide awake by then, so I got up and pretended to be
getting up to piss again.  I stood over the toilet and flushed it for
effect.  I walked into the living room yawning and rubbing my eyes.

"I thought I heard you come in," I said.

He was scooping the meatloaf onto a plate and opening the package of bread.

"It's spicy." I warned.

"I know, I already stuck my finger in it to taste" he laughed.  "Let's
hope it doesn't burn coming out the other end!"

He seemed to be in good spirits but looked tired.  He had taken his
shirt off but was still in his jeans.  As he sat down at the table, I
stood behind him and rubbed his neck and shoulders.

"That feels good, chief," he said.

I continued to massage his back over his chair as he ate.

"This is damn good, buddy, good work!"

I smiled at his comment about my cooking.  My dick was semi hard as I
stroked his bare skin.  His white shoulders contrasted against his
dark arms—he had the classic "farmer's tan".  I was just about to kiss
his neck when he stood up and took his plate to the sink to rinse it.

"The dishwasher if full of clean stuff," I said just before he
attempted to open it.  "Just leave it in the sink." I said.

"Cool," he said.

I figured my massage turned him on, but he got up and walked straight
to his room.  I walked behind him and saw him taking off his jeans.  I
expected to him to pat the bed next to him, his usual signal for "get
over here an let me fuck you,' but he tossed his jeans on the dresser
and turned off the light.  He rolled over to go to sleep without
saying a word.  I felt foolish and walked back to the living room.  I
lay on the couch in the dark feeling rejected and just stared at the
lights of the electronics under the TV.

I woke to the sound of the twins' alarm clock.  My own wasn't due to
go off for another hour.  I sat up on the couch groggily and could
hear the two of them both going into the shower together.  It wasn't
sexual, it was what they did everyday before school.  My neck ached
and my stomach growled.  I just lay there as I heard them scrambling
around.  Soon enough, they burst into the living room with their
backpacks and tossed them on the coffee table before noisily getting
out some milk and cereal.

"Dude, you look hammered!" one of them said.

I didn't acknowledge him.

"Did you guys have a fight?" Curt asked. I didn't answer.

He was referring to me sleeping on the couch alone.

"Well they fucked loud enough last night—it must have been after
that!"  Jeff said laughing.

"No dude, I just couldn't sleep last night." I said hoarsely.

They exchanged glances, shrugged their shoulders and began scooping
cereal into their mouths.  I got up and walked to our room and lay
down on top of the covers by Dean.   He didn't stir at all.  I tried
to go back to sleep but the twins made more noise than usual.
Finally, they walked out the door to head to gate to wait for their
bus.  I began to think about Jim again when Dean lifted his head.

"What time is it?"

"Too early...go back to sleep." I told him snappily.

He put his head down and rolled close to me.  His mouth was next to my
face as I lay on my back.  He had really bad breath but I found it
endearing.  His close contact made me relax and I closed my eyes.  As
soon as I finally fell asleep, my own alarm went off.  He pulled the
covers over his head (as usual) and I sat up.

Part of me wanted to call in sick and stay home to get some sleep.  In
the end, I took another shower and dragged myself out to the car.  As
soon as I got to the garage, I made a large cup of coffee and downed
it.  I poured another cup as Isaac was turning on the computers at the
desk.

"Wow, bro, you never drink coffee.  You get trashed last night?" he laughed.

"No sir, I just didn't sleep good.  I'll live."

He laughed and patted me on the back.  I knew it was going to be a long day.

- - -

Dean's new schedule started immediately, so when I got home he was
already done with classes for the day.  He was folding clothes when I
walked in.

"What the fuck, did you lose a bet or something?" I told him.

"Whatever.  You started a load and left them in the dryer." He said.

"That's your brothers' doings," I said.

"Well, I had to start the dryer over again...all my shit was wrinkled."

"Life's hard," I said.

He stopped folding a pair of Jim underwear and stared at me.

"You have a really shitty day at work?"

"I just didn't  sleep good," I said.

"Weird, after a royal fuck like that you normally sleep like a baby."

He went back to folding the clothes.  Piles were sorted by family
member and by article of clothing.

"For going naked so much, my brothers go through a lot of clothes." he said.

I laughed feebly.

"I'm gonna go take a nap!" I told him.

I gave him a good kiss and then headed back to our room.  I stripped
and left my soiled clothes and shoes in a heap on the floor.  I turned
on some relaxing music and fell asleep quickly.  I didn't wake up
until way after dark.  When I got up, I walked down the hall to find
Dean and the boys eating tacos.

"I got extra for you!" he said and held up a bag.

"Thanks babe," I said.

I sleepily walked over to him and sat on his lap.  He still had
clothes on.  I took the bag from him and pulled out a taco still in
its wrapper.

"What are you eating?" I asked.

"Burrito," he said with a full mouth.

"Let me try it," I said.

He opened his mouth and spit some half chewed food into my mouth and I
ate it up.

"Dudes, y'all are so nasty!"

The twins laughed heartily.

"Shut up, you drink each others piss!"

The looked shocked when Dean said that.

"Don't act like I don't know.  You've done it for years.  You calling
`us' nasty?"

The kept eating but stayed quiet and serious.  When done, the just put
their trash in the Taco Bell bag and left the room.

"That was kind of spiteful of you," I said.  "But funny as fuck!"

I kissed him with another mouth full of food.  He belched loud and
nastily in my face and we just laughed.  I was feeling much better.

- - -

The next evening, I was prepared to be around when Jim got home.  I'd
slept well, had a less busy day at work, and stayed relaxed when I got
home.  After dinner, I felt tired, so I took a short nap.  After
waking, I stayed up watching TV until Jim came home.  Dean was home
and was up also.  I think because of that, Jim didn't try to go
outside and talk on the phone again.  However, when he was on the pot
taking a dump, I heard his cell beep in his jeans.  He'd left them in
the living room where he stripped.

Dean was rummaging through the refrigerator looking for something to
snack on.  I quickly pulled the phone out and a message saying,
"What's up hot stuff" was on the display.  I shoved it back in the
pants pocket before Dean came back.  Jim was still on the toilet and
didn't reappear until another ten minutes.

"Damn dad, did something die back there?"  Dean teased and held his nose.

"Yeah, you might not wanna go back there for a bit," Jim said laughing.

The three of us sat in the living room naked.  When Jim got home from
work he normally stripped, ate dinner, and then fucked or got sucked
by one of us before going to bed unless he was way too tired.  Dean
and I moved to the couch and lay there together with him against my
back.  As the three of us watched ESPN highlights, Dean's hand slid
down to my dick.

"Feelin' frisky?" I asked?

"A little," he replied.

"You boys have at it.  I'm hitting the sack.  He picked up his pants
and took out his phone.  When he saw the message, there was a big grin
on his face.  I felt a pang of anxiety again.  I wasn't jealous in the
way that I would be with Dean if he fucked around.  This was
different.  Before I could dwell on it, Dean was fingering my ass.

"You wanna jack each other?" he asked.

"Sure," I answered.

He got up and went to the bedroom and came back with my laptop.

"You wanna watch one of your porn's?"

"Yeah, find me one."

Even though neither of our laptops was password protected, neither of
us ever went through the others laptop.  We both knew the other had
loads of gay porn and didn't care.  I never felt compelled to snoop
around in his files.  I figured he'd looked through mine but didn't
care if he did.  He began clicking around and looking through files.

"Wow, you have a whole folder devoted to public stuff?'

"Yeah," I said.

He watched several clips.  I moved over next to him and we watched
them together.   They were my vast collection of regular guys doing
crazy stunts, pranks, and outright sexual stuff in public places.
They ranged from simple nudity to fucking and sucking or jacking
outdoors.   The guys were average guys getting in public.   I saved
only those that you could tell weren't faked.  My interest in them had
begun when Dean made me jog naked late at night after I first met him
and we lived in the trailer park.  He found the folder of still photos
showing the same stuff.  I got really hard seeing them again.

"I see what really turns you on!" he said smiling.  "You got more of
this topic than any other."

He grabbed my cock and stroked it.

"I'd like to take you driving some night this week.  We'll stop
somewhere and let you walk around brazenly naked like on a street or
alley...maybe somewhere busy!"

He spit on my dick and stroked firmer and faster.

"I'll take you to that old thrift store that doesn't have cameras and
have you walk around with your cock out while ladies on the next row
have no idea.  I'll make you go into a 7-11 in your jock strap and buy
a case of Coke totally in the buff!"

I started shooting my load after his last remark.

"Dude, you came really fast.  We really gotta do this."

I laughed and licked the cum off of my fingers.

"Dave, I am serious.  We're gonna do something like that this week.  I
won't tell you in advance, it's gonna be spontaneous.  When I tell you
to do it, you're gonna do it, okay?"

He moved my chin with his hand to face me kind of roughly.

"I'm serious dude," he said.

"Okay man, it's cool."

I was surprised that he got worked up over that.

"You want me to jack or blow you?" I offered.

"No sexy, I'm saving this load until then."

He got up and went to bed.  I lay there sticky and dazed.  My dick
stayed hard.  I got up and followed him to the bedroom and lay next to
him.  I didn't believe he could go a day or more without cumming.

I fell asleep soon, but dreamt I was watching regular, local TV with
my dad and family.  All was normal and we were watching a sitcom.
Suddenly the camera panned to teenage, naked dude on a couch jacking
off and shooting a load.  I started saying, "Oh my god, what the fuck?
 Look what that dude is doing on TV!" when I woke up by hearing Jim's
truck rumbling outside.  I turned over and listened for him to come
inside.  I peeped out the window and saw the light of his cell phone
through the tinted truck window.  He didn't come into the house until
a half hour later.

- - -

The next evening, Dean told me he'd downloaded a bunch of new music
and burned it to a CD for the car.  He wanted to go driving at night
to hear it.  I came home from work and he bought us some friend
chicken.  It was waiting on the table when I got home.  His brothers
had already eaten and were doing homework.  Soon after they finished,
they disappeared to their room to play video games.  We stuffed our
guts and I talked about work.  We watched TV until it was dark and I
thought Dean blew off the idea of taking an evening drive.  We
eventually went to bed and not a word was said about going driving.

It was just after 1:00am when Dean nudged me out of a good sleep by
turning on the light and sitting on me.

"Get up and get dressed, we're going driving."

"What the fuck dude?  It's the middle of the night.

I covered my eyes and he pulled off the sheet.  He grabbed my dick and
played with it.

"Get dressed dude.  We're going for a special ride."

As sleepy as I was, my dick ruled and I got up.  I figured we were
simply going for a naked drive like we'd done before.

"Put this on." He said.

He tossed me a really large, old t-shirt.  I recognized it as one of
Jim's and it was a little baggy when he wore it.  I pulled on the
shirt.  I reached over for my dirty jeans but he pulled them back from
my hands.

"No, that's all your wearing except for shoes...here put on these."

He handed me his beat up pair of sneakers that were lying next to me.
I stood up and the shirt covered my butt and balls—but just barely
covered them.  I wasn't sure what Dean wanted me to do in the shirt
but leaving the house with no pants was damn hot.  I stepped into his
larger shoes and tried to pull the laces to make them tighter.  He
grabbed my keys and opened the bedroom door.

"I'm driving.  Hurry up."

I grabbed a baseball cap by habit and pulled it on.  He quickly left
the room and was immediately heading outside to my car.  He unlocked
the doors and I got in on the passenger side—a place I almost never
sat because I rarely allowed anyone to drive it.  He pulled out a CD
of new music as he promised and we headed away from the house.

"I want you to open and close the gate."

When we got to the end of our drive, I jumped out and unlatched the
huge gate and walked it to it's open position.  Dean drove my car
beyond it.  Instead of stopping just past the gate, he parked on the
main road...and on the other side.  After latching the gate, I walked
across the two lane country road just as another vehicle was coming.
Their headlights shined on me as crossed and walked around to get
inside the car.

"Your butt was showing as that car passed and blew it up," he said.
"While we ride into the city, you need to take off your shirt and
shoes."

I hesitated even though we'd done similar stuff before.

"Do it!" he said loudly.

I pulled the shirt off and kicked off the shoes.

"Give those to me," he said flatly.

I handed him the bundle of shoes and shirt.  He shoved them between
the driver's seat and the door.   I put my seatbelt back on after
losing the clothes.  Soon we were on the interstate highway.   There
was almost no traffic on it at all save a big rig truck now and then.
 Dean drove just a little over the speed limit and turned on the
cruise control.  Up to that point, he had avoided driving right next
to anyone that could see directly inside my car.

"Why don't you take my dick out?" he asked.

I fumbled around with the fly of his polo shorts and stuck my hand
inside.  He didn't wear boxers so I easily pulled his cock right out.
It wasn't even hard.  My own dick had gotten hard the minute he made
me strip totally nude.

"Suck it." He said.

I took off my seatbelt and leaned over to suck his sweet dick.   I
wasn't sure how long our trip would be but I loved it so far.

"Oh yeah, that's it.   All the way down on it, bro."

His penis hardened as I swallowed his cock the way he loved it.  I
paused on the down stroke to emphasize it was fully engulfed in my
throat.

"You know we have passed two SUV's and a SEMI while you sucked me."

I didn't care.  I knew my windows were tinted and no one would know
for sure what we were doing.  I got bolder and got on my hands and
knees with my ass in the air to suck him.  I was mooning anything that
passed the passenger side.  He'd been driving in the outer lane but
moved to the inner, left lane so we could pass people.  Up ahead we
saw a jeep with its cover off and some college age guys.  Just as we
passed them, Dean slowed down and then sped up after they had a chance
to see.  I panicked for a minute and sat down in my seat.  The jeep
only honked at us.

"For all they knew your butt was a girls and I was getting head from
my biotch..  Maybe next time we put a wig on you!"

"Whatever!" I said laughing.

He didn't ask me to suck any more as we got into a more populated
area.  I sat there stroking as he drove.

"You're such a fuckin' stud!" he told me.

We switched freeways twice and then exited.  Soon the downtown skyline
was in view.

"Go head and put these back on," he said.

He tossed the shirt and shoes into my lap.  I'd been so comfortable
for thirty minutes riding totally naked that I didn't want to put
anything on at all.  Being barefoot made it feel even better.  Soon we
exited the freeway and headed to the neighborhood with all the gay
clubs.  It was where we'd gone dancing before when we turned 18.  My
heart was racing wondering what he had planned for me.

The gay clubs were in between small shopping strips and behind those
on either side of the road were very old, but well kept homes.  The
neighborhood was full of houses mixed with newly built condos where
older homes had been demolished.  Here and there were small apartment
buildings.  Dean passed the clubs and turned right into the
neighborhood.  There were five streets, then another busy road, and
then more streets of homes.  He turned onto the second street—two
blocks from the clubs. All the houses looked to be over fifty years
old but were well kept.  Here and there was a lot where they'd torn
down a house and built a four-plex.

"Get out and walk down to the end of the street, I'll meet you down there."

I was really nervous but hyped up to do it.  I opened the car door and
walked up to the sidewalk.  Dean drove to the very end of the street
which was few small blocks away.  I saw the car lights go out after he
parked at the curb.  The air was still warm and humid from the daytime
and the only sounds were white noise from all the air conditioners
cutting off and on.  I jumped as a sprinkler in the yard across the
street turned on automatically.

Gathering my nerve, I slowly walked down the sidewalk and my dick and
balls bounced around just under the shirt.  That made me get hard and
I couldn't keep my dick down.  The more I walked, even though it was
covered up, my hard dick tented the front of the shirt.  I was more
than halfway to my destination when I heard a gate clink and some dude
came out walking his dog.  He looked right at me and I just nodded to
him.

"Nice!" he said.

I ignored him and walked a little faster to Dean.  My erection
subsided and wasn't sticking up anymore.  Just when I was several
yards away from Dean, the car started up.  I was ready to make my
getaway when he put it in drive and drove off!

My mouth went dry as I panicked and saw my car totally disappear.   I
had no cell phone on me and couldn't call him.  I didn't know what to
do so I just kept walking.  I got to the end of the street where he'd
turned.  Because it was a major road, I couldn't go on because the
intersection had many cars passing there bright street lights.  I
turned around and walked back to the houses where it was quieter.  As
I retraced my steps, the guy walking the dog came my way.

"Dude, do you have a phone I can use?" I told him.

"May I ask if you're wearing anything under that?" he asked.

He had a very effeminate voice.  He was about fifty, dark skinned, and
a little chunky.

"No dude, I'm not..  Me and my buddy were horsing around.  It was a
dare...and now he drove off and left me."

"Damn, I wouldn't leave anyone that looked like you baby!"

He told the dog to sit and gently pulled my t-shirt up and let it fall
down again.

"Oh, that's nice!"

He pretended to wipe sweat from his brow.

"We can walk back to my place and I'll bring my cell out to you," he said.

"Cool." I replied.

We walked back to his place randomly stopping for the dog to piss or
shit.  Once back at his gate, I sat down on the concrete steps trying
to look inconspicuous in the dark.  He came back with a cell phone and
I called Dean's number.

"What's up stud?" he answered.

"Where the fuck are you?" I said.

"Chill man, I'm around the corner getting a burger."

"Get your fuckin' ass back here!""

I told him the street number and he hung up.  By then I was angry and
sweating.  I totally forgot I had no pants on.

"Everything okay?" the older guy asked.

"Yeah, he's gonna drive back around."

I confessed to the guy that my boyfriend wanted me to walk around
pantsless like the dudes in my jack off porn.  He just laughed and
said it was awesome.

"Your boyfriend seems a little twisted.  Is he cute too?"

"Yeah, he's really hot." I admitted.

"I'd offer to bring you out some shorts but I think you like it the
way you are," he said with a grin.

Just then, Dean drove up to the curb.  The guy followed me and as the
car door opened and the interior lights turned on, he glanced to Dean.

"Oh you are cute!"

"Thanks for the phone dude!" I yelled before shutting the door.

"Oh it was my pleasure...you two be careful out there."

I slammed the door and Dean drove off.

"You son a bitch!" I said.

I hit the dash with my hand just for dramatics.

"Calm down dude.  You know that was a fantasy of yours...to be dropped
out and left like that.  Did you find a place to jack off?"

"Are you kidding?  I was too worried about where you went off to."

"Gimme your clothes!" he said.

I just sat there stewing and staring ahead.

"Hand them over and chill out!" he said loudly.

I pulled off the shoes and the shirt and tossed them hard at him.  The
shoes hit him in the chest.  We were just entering the freeway.  He
rolled down the window and in one swift move tossed the shoes and
shirt out of the window.

"Dammit!" I yelled.  "You better have a backpack in here in case we
got stopped for anything!"

"Nope. I took yours out before I woke you up.'

It was clear that he'd planned to toss my clothes all along.  That's
why he'd given me the trashy shoes and shirt.  I noticed he wasn't
going the direction toward home but the opposite way.  We exited again
and drove around in a run down, gritty area.  Signs of businesses were
in English and Spanish.  He pulled into some apartments and drove
around until we were at the back of a building and next to a dumpster.
 He backed into a parking place there.  I picked up his cell phone and
the time was 2:45am.

He turned off the car and we just sat there.

"I want you to get out here and walk around naked," he said.

I looked in both directions and saw nothing.  No windows faced us.
Our view was only the butt ugly cinder block backside of the building.

"Turn off the inside light so I can open the door discreetly," I told him.

I opened my door slowly and my bare feet touched the warm concrete.  I
stood all of the way up and moved a few feet away from the car.  I got
ballsy walked around the dumpster.  It had a fence around it.  Behind
it was a small space of two feet between the dumpster fence and the
property fence.  I paused there for a minute thinking how easy it
would be to jack off there and no one could see me.

I walked back to the car and closed the door.

"That was hot bro!  Are you ok?"

I nodded yes.  My dick was fully hard.

"You wanna do it again huh?" he teased.

"Yeah."

I got out again and walked up to the back of he building.  A warm
breeze blew against me and my sweaty body felt some relief.  I was so
nervous yet it was exciting to be naked in a public place—not just a
country road or in my car, but in fucking public!  I sneaked back to
the car and hopped in.

"You wanna blow your load out there don't you?" he egged me on.

"Yes."

"Do it bro!"

"I'll jack off behind this dumpster," I said timidly.

"Cool," he agreed.

I got out yet again and walked behind the dumpster.   He couldn't see
me but I leaned against the fence and began playing with my meat.  It
was such a rush to be out in the open in an urban area.

"Fuck this!" I said to myself.

I got my courage up and walked back to the cinder block wall.  I spit
on my hand and started beating my cock.  I leaned against the warm
wall.  There were no windows but there was a small light on a wooden
pole next to the corner of the wall.  I could hear regular
neighborhood noises in the background like dogs barking, car engines,
etc.

I was overwhelmed by the rush I was feeling and I immediately started
spewing my jizz onto the pavement.   It was so intense that my legs
gave way and I had to squat to finish.   After I was done, shook my
hand off and ran back to the car.  Just as I did, I heard a car start
up somewhere around us.

"Get the fuck out of here!" I shouted.

Dean started up the car and sped away.  Were immediately back on the
freeway in less than a minute.

"Oh man, you are the hottest fucking man in the world!" he said.
"That was incredible!"

He grabbed my dick.  It was still oozing and half hard.  I put my hand
on his and felt a wad of his own cum.  I looked over and his own dick
was still out.

"You shot your load too, I see..."

I pulled his hand to my mouth and licked all cum off of it.

"I love you so much dude," He told me.  "You're not the only one who
had a fantasy come true tonight."

He looked over at me and grinned.  We drove onward and I relished the
feeling of completing my first major naked event.  The naked ride home
was relaxing and awesome.

- - -

The next day, I didn't feel bad like I thought I would.  We didn't get
home until around four in the morning.  I hit the sack as soon as we
got home and slept until the alarm went off.  At least I'd slept
before the drive.  I guzzled down some coffee as soon as I got to
work, but I didn't feel too tired.  The day went by quickly and I kept
replaying the scene in my head from the night before.  I stayed in
good spirits.  One of the mechanics said I was acting like I got laid
the night before.

I called Dean at lunchtime and we chatted.

"Dude, shooting my load at those apartments was wild!" I told him.

"I can tell it in your voice, Dave.  You want to do it again, huh? "

I paused before answering.

"Yeah, I do."

"That's what I wanted to hear.  I have a surprise for you when we get home."

He hung up after that and my dick swelled in my pants.  I ate the rest
of my leftovers from home and rinsed the food container out.  I tossed
the container in my car and sat in the front seat for a minute.  I
though again how simple it was to get out naked and walk around.  I
wondered where our next adventure would take place.  I had the urge to
beat off in the car (which I parked behind the building), but my lunch
was over.  I headed back inside to finish the work day.

- - -

Dean worked until eight and was home half an hour later.  I was sure
he wanted to do another drive that night based on our phone
conversation.  When he got home, I ate dinner with him and we chatted
about our day at work and his at college.  Once he was naked and we
were in our room, he pulled open his laptop.  He logged onto the
internet and pulled up a popular, free sex site that people used for
posting their own sexual videos.

"Check this out!"

He clicked on a link and a still photo popped up with the title "Naked
walk and cum shoot".  He clicked on it to play it and the video
started.  It was me!   I didn't know that he'd recorded any of it.   I
was about to get upset when he put his hand on my mouth.

"Shh...just watch!"

Dean had edited the video in such a manner that my face was never
totally in view.   The camera was aimed at his dick at times and then
up at the windshield watching me.    A glare in the glass prevented my
face from being seen but my naked body was visible jacking off under
the light of the small street light nearby.  As I shot my load, the
phone camera panned down to his own money shot and then it went dark.

"I put the glare effect in there...do you like it?"

"Yeah man, that's hot." I agreed.

"Check this out dude!"

He scrolled down and there were already twenty five comments posted!
All of them saying how hot I was and how brave I was to jack off like
that outside.  I got hard immediately and started stroking.   Dean
replayed it for me a few more times.

"Do you think it's too weird that I am jacking off watching myself
beat off?" I said.

"Not at all, handsome!"

He pushed the laptop away and we started rolling around like animals.
 We took turns fucking each other for the next hour and then slept
like babies in the aftermath.

- - -

We didn't do any naked stuff in the next two weeks, however.   We were
too busy with work or him with his final school projects.  The twins
were finishing up the school year and were cramming for their exams.
On top of all that, I was distracted by Jim.  His outdoor phone calls
were more common but no longer done so secretly.  For example, on the
following Saturday he sat outside when were all at home and chatted on
the phone.  That time, I raised the window and heard every word.

"Oh yeah, I can't wait to see those tits again!  And that fine little
butt!  Are you still sore from Big Charlie?"

I was flabbergasted--he was talking to a woman!  On purpose, I went
outside to pretend to get something from the trunk of my car.  He kept
on talking, but the sexual innuendos and stuff ceased.

"Oh, I'll see you tonight,"

I slammed the trunk hard.  He had a look of surprise on his face.

"Dude, are you dating a woman?" I asked him outright.

He looked more serious.

"Well, I'd say more like fucking her than dating."

I was instantly enraged and stomped back into the house and slammed
the door.  I went to the bedroom and closed the door hard.  The twins
were home and I heard one of them ask Jim what my problem was after he
walked back inside.  I flopped onto the bed and my face was burning
hot.

"Dave!" Jim said through the door.

"Get the fuck away!" I said into the blanket.

He opened the door anyway.  He came inside and closed the door.  I
felt him sit on the bed next to me and his hand stroked down my bare
back to the waist of my jeans.

"Are you upset over this?"

I shirked away from his touch.

"I don't understand.  You and Dean are so casual with sex.  You both
still to this day have other partners."

I thought he was telling me that Dean was with other guys.

"What do you mean?" I said and turned over to face him.

"I'm not stupid, Dave.  I'm not blind either.  I saw the Mexican boy
leave our motel room that day.  You wanna deny that one or both of you
didn't have sex with him?"

Embarrassed, my face flushed red again.  I put my face down in the pillow again.

"Yeah, we hard oral sex with him only."

Jim laughed softly.

"You see, you two are young and full of cum.  You can't be tied down
to and old guy like me.  You also can't expect me to not have my own
partners if you're going do the same.  Am I right?"

My face blushed hot.  I didn't answer.

"I'm a grown man and I can't even invite a woman or man over to my
house because of all these naked kids running around."

I felt embarrassed and foolish.  My feelings were hurt, too, because I
thought of him as my other boyfriend and there he was seeing other
people.

"How long you been fuckin' her?" I asked.

"Just a month.  She's flirted with me for years at the pool hall and
we finally just did it.  She's not looking to marry me or anything,
Dave.  We just have a good time together."

I pushed my face into the pillow.

"You know all four of you boys should branch out and try it.  Why
limit yourself to one sex?  You're both really handsome."

"We don't care about pussy." I said, lightening up a little.

"Well, to me sex is sex.  It's all about intimacy.  It's fun.  I don't
want to be limited to who I do it with anymore."

I felt like we were breaking up.

"I love you," I said.

I quietly turned my head sideways and looked up at him.  He lay down
next to me and I rolled over to face him.

"You care about me, yes.  You're not in love with me David.  The two
of you flatter me with your attraction to me but you're the ones that
are in love.  Right?"

I just nodded.  He ran his fingers through my hair.

"I should have never instigated any of this.  I should have never let
my own sons join in our sex.  They will have a hard time in this world
just being gay.  I should have let them discover all this on their own
instead letting them join in on some of our scenes."

He kissed me on the forehead.

"You gonna be mad at me?  Do you hate me now?" he said.

"Naw man, I just feel really stupid."

He slapped my ass playfully.

"All of you are supposed to be gone this evening.  She's coming over
here for once.  Are you cool with that?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Dean and I were supposed to see some chick flick with Miranda, but I
was gonna back out."

"Well, if you stay home, we'll stay in my room.  I don't think it's
fair for me to have to get a motel room.  Hell, you might enjoy
watching us!"

"That's kind of twisted dude."

He laughed heartily.

"And coming back home at nearly four in the morning without a single
stitch is normal?"

I was caught off guard by that one.

"Yeah," he said.  "I know more about what's going on around here than
you think.  And besides, if asking you to watch me bang a pussy is so
twisted, why are you hard now?

I looked down at the bulge in my jeans and laughed.

- - -

An hour before Dean and I were to join Miranda at the mall to see the
movie, I faked having an upset stomach.

"I told you not to eat all those jalapenos," Dean said.

"I know, I know." I said

We had home made hamburgers earlier and I'd put extra peppers in mine.
 No one else did.  It was delicious but I was using it for my excuse.

"You two go on without me, I'll just take some Pepto-Bismol."

"Okay babe."

He kissed me and started getting ready.  Jim looked over at me and
winked.  I felt a little bad for lying, but I was now turned on at
potentially seeing Jim get laid.  I went to our room and lay down
until Dean was gone.   I heard Jim calling the woman and telling her
to head over.

"She's on her way.  Just stay in the dark and she'll never know you're
there.  I'll keep her facing away from the door."

He was very nonchalant about it all.  I wasn't sure what I was going
to think about seeing him fucking a woman, but he seemed to be hyped.
He showered and shaved and was all clean when she arrived.  I sat in
the corner of my room in the dark where they couldn't see me if they
passed in the hallway.  He opened the door for her and I could hear
them talking.

"My, you look very nice!" she said.

"You look gorgeous!" he told her.

They laughed and talked for while in the living room.  She told him
the place looked really nice for a bunch of single men.  I felt
flattered by that statement.  The changes I made to the interior were
like night and day compared to the original state. My feeling of pride
was distracted as I heard them moving through the hall laughing and
flirting.  My dick rose from hearing him talk.  His "straight dirty
talk" was sexy.  Her perfume was strong and filled the air.

After they reached his room, I heard only muffled moans.  Only the
bedroom light was on and the hall was dark.  I peeped around the
corner and saw the woman now in her bra and panties.  Jim pulled off
the bra and went to town on her tits.  Soon after that he moved down
and ate her out like a starved man.  She moaned and groaned.  The sex
sounds made my dick grow hard.  I heard her reach and orgasm from his
pussy eating.

After that, it was all fucking.  I heard the bed rocking and moving
along with sounds of skin slapping.  I knew how long Jim could go
before finally shooting a load, so I didn't expect it to end any time
soon.  I peeped around to watch now and then and it was hot to see his
ass and balls as he banged away.  I heard them stop suddenly.

"I gotta whiz, baby...be right back."

He slipped into my room instead.  He pulled my ear up to his mouth
roughly and whispered.

"I want you to eat my ass when I fuck her!"

He immediately stepped into the bathroom and took a long, loud piss.
Then he was back at it.

"She must be used to that dick or it would make her scream, " I
thought to myself.

I looked around the corner and he was doing her doggie style.   The
small clock radio was playing country music lowly.  In the dark of the
hallway, I crawled on my hands and knees until I got to the food of
his bed.  With stealth, I ran my hands up his hairy thighs until I
reached his hot ass. I pulled the cheeks apart and had view of his
sweaty hole.

After I got a good whiff of it,  I began to tongue fuck it as deeply
as I could.  He moaned more and more.  He began banging her harder and
hared until I hear them both groaning--he was finally shooting his
load.

I crawled away really fast and ducked into my room.

"Oh baby, now that was a great fuck!" she said.

I heard them kissing and fooling around.  Soon I got tired of that and
wanted to get up.  When I heard them showering, I got up and stretched
my legs.  She quickly dressed and was finally gone. He'd walked her
outside in a towel and came back in humming.

"You're in a good mood!" I said.

"I'm gonna sleep like a baby!" he replied.

I went back to my bed and lay down.

"Oh, here you go sport, I forgot to give you this!"

He tossed a used rubber onto the bed next to me.  It was filled with
his cum!  My dick rose as he left and started stroking my meat.  I
turned the condom inside out and stuck it in my mouth.  The cum was
runny and cold by then but still tasted good.  I sucked all of the
jizz from it was soon shooting my own jizz onto the bedspread.  I
smeared my hands on my abs.

I got up to piss afterwards.  When I was done, I walked into Jim's
room and he was nearly asleep.  He never slept with a cover on in the
summer.  I stood by his side of the bed and kissed his cheek.

"That was hot," I told him.

He just chuckled with this eyes closed.  I sat on the side of the bed
and stroked his hairy butt.  I still thought he was sexy, but my big
infatuation with him was already waning.  I massaged his crack for a
while and then went on back my room when I heard Dean's car drive up.
After Dean undressed, I pretended to be waking up.

"You feel better dude?" he asked thoughtfully.

"Yeah, now that you're home," I replied.

He took off his clothes and tossed them over the headboard.

"I've been horny all night to fuck you.  That boring ass movie was two
hours long and nearly drove me into a coma."

I rolled over.

"Fuck me, Dean.  Take forever doing it..."

To be continued...

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