This is a story about consensual sex between males. It involves characters from the Australian soap "Neighbours", but does not wish to imply the sexuality of any of the actors involved. If it is illegal for you to be reading this type of material, due to age or countries' restrictions, please stop reading now. Otherwise, please enjoy!!
"Neighbours" is copyright of Grundy television productions.
The Kennedy household.
A reunion was being held in Ramsey Street, to celebrate its 100th anniversary. Madge had organised it, as the street was named after her ancestors. She had sent invites to all the old residents, of which a number had turned up.
Madge had set up accommodation for those who didn't really want to stay in Lassiter's, as well as family and friends. Scott, her son-in-law, and Henry her son, were staying in her guest bedroom, next to Paul's room. The Kennedys had kindly offered to put Mike up, along with Malcolm their son, in Billy's room, while the Martins insisted that Shane stay in Lance's room with him, as he was Helen's grandson, nephew of Philip's deceased wife Julie.
The reunion was a resounding success. The street barbie and games went down like cold beer on a scorching day. Eventually, however, it was time to head back to the houses to get some sleep after such a chaotic day.
The Kennedys headed in, and Mike followed, carrying his overnight bag. Once inside, he thanked them all. "This is very kind of you. Lassiter's is dearer than ever, and the last thing you want to do is go back to an empty hotel room after such a great day." "No problem at all," Susan smiled at him. "We've set up a mattress for you on the floor, clean sheets and all on it. I hope you don't mind the floor, but the bunk beds the boys are on aren't really a better alternative." "Oh no," Mike insisted. "The mattress is great." "Well," said Libby, yawning, "I don't know about you, but I am bushed. I'm heading to a friend's house, from Uni, so I'll see you all tomorrow. Nice meeting you Mike." "You've set me off now" Mike replied, yawning himself. "I think I'll head for that mattress myself." At this, they all headed to bed, the men to their room, Carl and Susan to theirs. The fellas got ready for bed. Malcolm had stripped down to his boxers, exposing a body built up by living in Europe. His arms were thick and looked tense constantly, while his smooth tanned chest was made up of two slabs of muscle for pecs, a hard nipple protruding from each. His legs were well developed too, looking like a footie player's, with just a dusting of light brown hair. Mike, on the other hand, had the body of a tennis pro, with a layer of muscle giving definition all over, nowhere overly so, creating a well-balanced look. He was wearing tight briefs, which held quite obvious large balls, with a cock that barely fit in with them. Giving them a quick squeeze, he got under the sheets, ready for sleep. Billy, though youngest at eighteen, was without doubt, the best of the bunch. A swimmer's body with an angelic face and blond hair, was a killer combination. Perhaps being youngest, he was a little naive, and stripped of completely to uncover a large 8" soft cock, with balls the size of small plums nestled behind it. More surprisingly, the balls were naked, not a hair to be seen, while above the cock, a bush of blond curls was evident. All got into bed, and set about sleeping. For these guys, it was not to be, as the Kennedy boys were horny as could be, without being able to do anything about it, the bunk beds magnifying every move made. "Billy, would you please stop beating off." Malcolm said. "Well, Mal, if you hadn't tried earlier, I wouldn't need to now." Billy replied, sarcastically. Mike, detecting a full scale blue on the horizon between brothers intervened." Guys, that's enough. Maybe I can help you out. When I was backpacking, and staying in hostels, this same situation always cropped up. What usually happened was one of us got in the middle, usually the least horny, while the other two used his arse and mouth. It was the best sex ever, the hand was no challenge." "There is no way I am fucking or sucking my bro." Malcolm exclaimed. "Ditto." Billy replied, disgusted. "If you were listening, I said the one least horny would get in the middle," Mike repeated, "which would be me." "Well, as long as I don't touch him," Billy said, nodding to his brother, "I guess I'm cool." "It's got to beat using your hand." Mal replied. "But it goes no further than this room. So who goes where?" "Well stand in front of me, and the thickest dick goes in my mouth, with the other up my hole." Mike replied. The brothers stood up, facing each other, dicks arched in front, and both cut, their father's insistence, due to hygiene, him being a doctor. Surprisingly, Billy, the longer with 14", was also the thickest, Mal coming a close second both ways, at 12". Billy sat on the lower bunk, while Mike kneeled on all fours in front of him, with Mal on his knees, but upright, behind Mike. "Okay Mal, my arse is already pretty relaxed," Mike said. "So start going straight in, but use some spit to slick you up. When you get a good pace going, I'll start on Billy's cock here." So Mal spat on his hand, and rolled it around the head of his swollen meat. He approached Mike's hole, and sure enough, it was a gaping hole, just waiting for Mal to fill it. Mike had been working on it as soon as he heard the beds squeaking from Mal the first time. Mal pushed in pretty hard, eager to get off, and slipped in up to the hilt, nearly cumming there and then, so tight and hot was Mike's arse. Mike, meanwhile, was trying to recover from the shock of 12" of manmeat going straight in him, his prostrate going into overload, when Mal began to pull out again, sending more waves of passion through Mike. Mal, becoming used to Mike's rectum, was getting into a regular pace now, amazed at how fantastic it felt. Never had it been this sensual, this aware, in a pussy, or even his girlfriend's arse. Wanting to speed up, he placed his hands on Mike's hips, to pull them together at a quicker pace. Mike was in ecstasy, with one stud pumping his arse, his prostate doing cartwheels, and another waiting to fill his mouth. When he felt that Mal had got into his rhythm, he turned to Billy's cock, sucking on the head like a lolly, rolling his tongue around it. He started to play with the balls as well, rolling them against each other in his hand. Billy seemed in a daze, a low moaning sound rising from his throat. After a few minutes playing, Mike began taking in the dick, a few inches more each time, until eventually all 14" were down his throat. He stayed in this position for a moment, allowing his body time to adjust, before moving up and down, almost coming off before plunging down to the hilt once more. After just a few times, Billy said "Mike I'm going to CUMMMMMMMMMM!" the last word coming out as a loud moan. The cum went straight down Mike's throat, him gulping down all he could, until Billy finally finished, collapsing back on the bed. Mike, sucking the head clean, turned to Mal. "Okay," he said. "Time to change position. I want you to lie on the floor, and I'll move up and down on you. Let's show young Billy here how real men give a good time." So Mal pulled out of Mike, and lay down on the floor. Mike turned around, and grabbing Mal's dick, pulled it upright before sitting on it. This provided new sensations for Mal, the pressure on his dick providing more pleasure. Mike moved up and down, slowly at first, ensuring he went right up to the hilt each time. He started to speed up soon though, moving back and forth at the same time, stretching his hole. Mal, overcome with desire, sat up and started sucking on Mike's firm nipples, softly biting them, then flicking the tips with his tongue, all the while his hands pulling Mike's asscheeks apart, making them as wide as possible. Mike tightened inside, pushed himself fully onto Mal, and grinded in this position, until he felt Mal explode inside him, with Mal's hands holding him down by the shoulders. Billy, who had moved to the side to watch them, was amazed at the sheer pleasure he saw on his brother's face. He then saw Mike's cock send load after load of cum over Mal's chest and stomach, with some falling on his face. Leaning over, he scooped some off with his finger, tasting it, and found it to be much the same as his own, salty and sweet. Once Mal's cock had deflated a little, Mike got off it, and grabbing a towel from his bag, wiped off Mal's body. "Sorry about that." He said. "Got a bit carried away there." "Hey," Mal replied cheerfully. "Don't worry about it. After what you did for me, a little cum on my chest is nothing to complain about." "Well Billy, are you settled now for the night?" Mike asked, turnig his head to face him. "Hey, I'm 18. I'm constantly horny. But thanks for helping us both." Was Billy's reply. "I don't know about you guys, but I really am bushed. How about actually getting some sleep now, eh?" Mike suggested. "Good idea." Said Mal. At that they all went to bed, happy with what they had just got, and went to sleep (OR DID THEY?!!)
To be continued.. Either with the Kennedys and Mike, or with another house. What do you reckon? Send your suggestions to shagme27@hotmail.com Remember that the guests have already been allocated their houses. Look the sleeping arrangements up that were set out in the story. I have all the ideas I need, but some guidance as to whether I should move to another house would be appreciated.