What I Saw 30.3 The story continues. Feedback always appreciated...
Lane's whole body was shaking as my Dad leaned over him whispering in his ear, mercilessly teasing him. I was overwhelmed with lust watching Lane's straining cock, throbbing against the sopping wet white briefs. His chest was slick with sweat and he was almost panting in excitement. I let out a involuntary moan and my Dad started and whipped his head around. SHIT...I quietly slipped back from the doorway and crept back up the hall. I lay in my bed my heart pounding in my chest. What if my dad has seen me watching...
In a few minutes Lane came creeping into my darkened room. I pretended I was asleep and watched through slitted eyes as he let his shirt slide from his shoulders. He grabbed a t-shirt form his duffel bag on the floor and then undid he jeans and stepped out of his pants. I could see the clear outline of his rampant erection. He slid into the bed and I heard his heavy breathing. Finally I drifted off to sleep and dreamt of dick.
Over the next couple days I caught Lane and my dad giving each other looks but never saw them alone. Lane continued to sport a semi-hard dick almost all the time and was doing little to hide it. Finally on day three I stumbled onto them having a frantic whispered conversation in the garage. I knew my dad had been out doing yard work and clearly Lane had followed outside.
"Shit kid...you got do a better job of keeping a lid on this. You're following me around like a starving puppy and honestly you look obscene...your cock is on permanent display. I can't have my kid or my wife suspecting anything." Dad said in a harsh voice
"Fuck you...you're the one doing this to me...this cock ring and ball strap you insist I wear and fucking teasing me...making me watch porn...you know how long it's been and how bad I need it." Lane answered.
I could see what my dad meant. Lane had on a short tight bathing suit right now. It was a faded pink and his dick was clearly visible running along his hip. His ass also looked crazy in the tight nylon. It strained against the fabric and looked incredibly round. He had on a tight white wife beater and had a towel thrown over his shoulder. Clearly he was planning on laying by the pool.
He was standing close to my dad and the heat between them was almost visible. Dad had on tight khaki shorts and a sweaty white t-shirt. He has clearly just finished mowing the lawn and was in the garage putting away the mower.
"I don't know what to tell you Lane...you're a fucking pig and you can't blame me for that...I told you I'm working on something special for you...but you have to be patient and obey my rules." Dad said. He knelt down in front of the kid, cleaning off the blades of the upside down mower. His eyes now level with Lane's dick twitching in the bathing suit. "Are you wearing underwear?" My dad asked in a mock casual voice.
"No...it's a swimsuit..." Lane said. "and I thought you were just going to post on a message board again and I was going back to that bathroom...that would be good...right?" he said breathlessly.
"I'm re-thinking that option...you're going to be so cock hungry by the time we do this it would be a shame to waste it and not get it on film...your movies are very popular you know...plus I am trying to think of something more exciting...sleazier..." Dad whispered.
Lane swallowed hard. "Sleazier? Like what." He couldn't keep his voice from shaking.
"Not sure yet...I'll let you know when I figure it out. But just so you don't think I'm totally insensitive to your plight I have something set up to keep you motivated and on board with the plan...a little warm up let's say." My Dad said.
"Of fuck...what...when...you going to let someone fuck me...please...GOD I need it." Lane blurted out. He seemed unable to catch his breath at the thought.
"No...no fucking you little slut...but something...My wife is going out tonight and so is my kid so it thought it would be a good time for this. I have two men who have paid well for the pleasure of your company. They've been fans but I've agreed to something very specific and I will be there to make sure it doesn't go any further than what we've agreed to." Dad said.
"SHIT...where...what time...?" Lane hissed.
"Tonight about nine...we will be going to the park on the boulevard on the trail where horny fuckers like you cruise for sex. These two friends are meeting us."
Lane swallowed hard again, dry mouthed in excitement. "What if there are other men there?" he said breathlessly.
"They can watch then...you like an audience, don't you?" he tipped his head up looking at the standing kid. Lane's cock was now fully erect and pulsing trapped against his hip.
"Yeesss..." Lane moaned.
"But don't get any ideas...this is not a participatory event... these two men have paid and only they will be part of the show..." Dad said
"What are you letting them do to me?" Lane said his voice trembling.
"You'll see...now get out of here and let me get on with my work. " Dad turned back to the mower.
Lane wandered over towards the pool, as he headed away. My dad called out. "Oh...kid...our neighbor Mr. Berton is over using the pool...don't get any ideas..." he said.
Lane looked annoyed and kept walking.
SHIT Mr. B was the neighbor I had seen tease and fuck my brother a couple of years ago...I couldn't imagine him and Lane being near each other and something not happening. I had to see this. I snuck around the house fast and went into the small pool house through the narrow back door. I could now look out through the window and have a clear view of the pool and deck.
Mr Berton was already there splashing around in the water. His greying hear was wet and glistened in the bright sunlight. Lane walked around the corner and I saw our neighbor's eyes light up
"Hey...you must be Lane...I heard you were staying here...heard a lot about you as a matter of fact...enjoying your visit" he said in an insinuating voice.
Lane froze as Mr. B emerged up the pool ladder. He was a big guy well over 6 feet tall. His body was bulky with muscles and his hard rounded chest was dusted with dark hair. He had on tight blue shorts that clung to his thick thighs and his suit clung to his crotch clearly outlining a big thick flaccid cock. He was quite the sight. He stood there dripping while Lane's jaw almost literally dropped.
"uh...um...yeah...it's good." Lane stammered. Mr. B went over to one of the chaise lounges and fell back absented mindedly rubbing his chest as he watched the kid a dirty smile spreading across his lips.
Lane threw his towel down on a chair a bit away from the man and nervously looked around. He clearly felt the man's eyes on him and it was definitely affecting him. He wandered over to the pool and dragged his toes through the water.
"You should go in...it feels great" Mr. B said still watching Lane intently.
His eyes had immediately dropped to the kid's ass and he gave a silent whistle. It was an understandable reaction. The pale pink trunks could barely contain his bubble ass and the contrast with his tiny waist and broad, smooth muscled shoulders was intensely erotic. Lane caught this and seemed to jump.
Lane was such a cock hound he knew a bull top when he met one and I could see even from a distance away the gleam come into his eyes. He was ridiculously horny and knew that this man was definitely interested. I could almost see him calculating the risk and making a decision. He slowly returned to the lounge and pretending a feigned casualness slowly caught the hem of his tank top in his hands and rolled it up his body and over his head. He body gleamed and shone in the sun. His round smooth chest and slightly defined abs looked amazing. He tossed the shirt onto the chair and slowly walked to the pool lightly stoking his lower back almost pointing to that ass as it flexed and bounced in the tight suit.
He climbed the ladder to the diving board and walked to the end. He flashed a look at Mr. B who hadn't taken his eyes off the kid, and executed a perfect dive into the cool water. He swam to the other end of the pool and then side stroked to the ladder in front of the man's chair. He climbed out of the pool, clear water sloshing off his body. The wet shorts clung to him and it was clear he was fully erect. His dick stood up a straight eight inches. Even I could see the thick black rubber cock ring trapping blood and engorging his dick. His balls were so swollen they looked huge and the thick leather strap was clearly visible through the thin wet material. His bathing suit slid a bit lower on his hips from the weight of the water and his tan line was clearly visible as he stretched his abs arched his back and he ran his fingers through his wet curly hair.
"Shit" Mr. B said under his breath.
Lane came over to the lounge and turned his back on the seated man. He bent over pretending to adjust his towel. His ass was eye level with Mr. B and bulged and strained against the wet fabric. Lane lay down on his stomach and let out a contented groan. His ass rose up in a perfect mound. The boy reached back and pulled the shorts a bit lower exposing the creamy round swell of the top of his ass cheeks. I saw Mr. B shift in his chair. He adjusted his crotch and I could see his cock had thickened and lengthened in the last few minutes.
"Would you mind putting lotion on my back Sir?" Lane asked, His voice the picture of innocence.
"Mr. B swallowed hard and muttered, "Sure" He took the bottle Lane slid across the tiles towards his chair.
Mr. B got up and stepped over. His cock flopping obscenely in his now drying swim suit. Lane squirmed down into the chair grinding his own cock into the webbing of the chaise.
Mr. B squirted clear slick oil onto his palm and then rubbed his hands together. He knelt next to Lane's chair and both of them groaned when his big thick hands made contact with Lane's hot skin. He started at the bunched round shoulders and slid both palms down the kid's back in a long gliding motion. He stopped as he reached several inches above the lowered waistband and shakily ran his hands back up the boy's back.
Lane moaned softly. "Feels so good" Mr. B stroked his hands down the kids back again and swallowed. He kept up this slick massage getting more and more visibly aroused. His hands were shaking and the big man had started to breath heavy. I almost moaned and had to bite my lip to keep quiet when I heard Lane...
"Lower" he whispered the next time the man stopped at the small of his back.
Mr. B let his hands go a few inches lower and just graze the top of the swell of the boy's buttocks. Lane moaned and squirmed causing the trunks to ruck down a bit lower. Now the very beginning of the cleavage of his ass was showing...sweat trickling down the deep crack.
Mr. B leaned over and hissed into Lane's ear "You teasing me son?" Lane flipped his head around and smiled a slow sleepy smile. "I don't know what you mean Sir." He said.
"Fuck you don't." said Mr. Berton. "See kid I know all about you...heard the stories...you taking on dick after dick...sucking fucking...anything and everything...you're nothing but a little whore." He said as he let one hand glide lower down the boy's back and slid his fingertips into the top of the bathing suit. Lane moaned and lifted his ass.
"Fucking little teasing slut." The man said and got up and moved to straddle the lower half of Lane's chaise. "Rise up Boy...on your hands and knees." He ordered. Lane moaned again and complied. I saw him flick his eyes up to the house to make sure my Dad wasn't coming.
Mr. B paused and just leaned back and savored the sight of the kid on all fours, that perfect ass inches from his face.
"Let's slide these down...why don't we?" he said and hooked his thick fingers into the waist of the trunks. He slowly slid them down over the bubble ass to the kid's knees. Lane's ass seemed to glow in the bright sunlight. His cock initially got caught in the waistband but sprang free as the man slid the shorts lower. His dick was painfully hard, almost purple with blood and pulled tight against his stomach. "Fuck kid...your ass is ridiculous...SHIT what a little slut...cock ring and strapped balls..." he said looking along the kid's kneeling body. He looked up to the kids face . "Want me to play with your ass?" he hissed.
Lane looked back over his shoulder and moaned " yes...GOD please..."
Mr. B took one hand and slid it sensuously over one round trembling cheek. He used his other hand to lightly caress the taught strapped balls. Lane jumped as if electrified and almost cried out. His cock slapped against his abs and a thick bead of precum oozed out and dripped in slow motion onto the lounge.
"Shit kid...you're super excited...aren't you..."
I'm fucking dying...I haven't gotten off in weeks and I need it bad..." Lane moaned.
"Need what boy? What do you want?" the man asked, still staring at that incredible ass.
"Fuck me...I want your cock inside me." Lane said breathlessly.
"Wrong answer." Mr. Berton said and delivered a sharp stinging slap to one ass cheek. Lane's ass shook and he moaned.
"See I know the deal...you're not supposed to be up to any shinanigans...especially not getting long dicked...naked...out by the pool by a solid ten inch cock." He said. As he gave this little speech he lowered the front of his bathing suit exposing his rampant hard dick. It was super thick and vieny and the head was ridiculously swollen. It rose out of his lap ten inches, pulsing along his stomach the engorged head almost reaching between his nipples.
"Please...help me...I'm dying." Lane begged.
"No...no...that wouldn't be right...I won't fuck you kid...at least not now...but..." Mr. Berton said.
"What..." Lane said. He was looking over his shoulder and could see the man wavering. His eyes also locked onto the man's impressive cock and he almost cried out at the sight. He lifted his knee and struggled to slide the bathing suit over his legs. He finally got it over his feet and kicked it aside on the pool deck.
"Look...Sir...I'm totally naked...for you...please..."
"You are such a fucking slut...naked...ass out...SHIT" he said and leaned forward. He gripped the kid's round ass cheeks in each oversized hand. "I'm going to eat out this hot little boy pussy...you want me to?" He hissed.
"Oh god...yes" Lane said and arched his back. His hole was exposed and looked perfect and pink.
The big man leaned in, legs spread wide on both sides of the chair. Hic cock arched back, the head grazing his furry stomach and extended his tongue. He lightly flicked across those perfect pink ass lips and Lane jumped, his dick vibrating.
"You can't cum Kid...that's the deal...if you feel like you're going to shoot tell me and I'll stop...if you cum you won't get to do what is lined up for you and It's going to be sick...right up your alley." He said looking around the kid's kneeling body to get the nod of assent.
"Fuck...her we go kid." He moaned and leaned in and rammed the full length of his thick tongue up the kid's hole." His rough stubbly face was grinding into those perfect pale cheeks and his neck and cheek muscles were flexed as he moaned and attempted to shove his tongue in even deeper. Lane's ass was quivering and his face was straining and sweat was pooling in the deep small of his back. The boy watched over his shoulder as the man pulled back and rammed his tongue in again deep and hard.
"Oh fuck kid...tastes so fucking sweet...hot ass..." the man slurped as he tongue fucked the kid's tight asshole.
Lane moaned and shoved his ass back harder trying to fuck himself on the man's wet squirming tongue. Mr. Berton was rotating his head grinding his tongue in as deep as he could. He steadied one hand on Lane's trembling ass cheek and used the other to reach under the kid's body and lightly flick at an erect nipple. Lane was writhing around on his hands and knees...moaning in ecstasy. His cock was pulsing against his stomach in time to his heart beat and thick pearly precum was dripping off the tip and pooling between his splayed knees on the chair.
Mr. B continued the vicious tongue fuck and began to run both hands all over the kid's sweating body; over the round ass cheeks, the deep groove of muscle in his back and over his chest and hard nipples. He purposefully steered clear of the kid's rampant dick knowing he was getting the kid close to an orgasm already just from the eating out his ass.
Lane's mouth hung open and he was groaning in pleasure. He arched his back and sat up straight pushing the man away with one hand on his furry chest. The boy spread his knees, twisting around and steadied himself with one hand on the man's shoulder. He reached between his legs and stroked a hand up the full hard ten inches of Mr. Berton's cock and rose up attempting to sit on the huge erection. Mr. Berton seemed dazed with lust and only came to his senses when he felt his oversized cock head sliding around, slick with precum in the crack of the kid's ass. The boy steadied the cock and the head lined up with his wet ass lips He gasped as the burning hot tip slowly started to penetrate him. The boy looked down at his own cock jerking and slapping against his abs. The rubber ring engorging his cock to an excruciating extreme. Precum oozed out the head in a thick stream and coated his swollen balls.
"STOP...no..." Mr. Berton pushed the kid away. The kid fell forward on the chair his chest heaving.
"You fucking slut...what did I say." The man said getting to his feet. The kid fell back onto the lounge, naked , his legs spread. The man stood over him and shucked down his swim trunks. He kicked them off his feet now totally naked. He knelt on the lounge between the kid's spread legs. Braced one hand on the frame of the chair and gripped Lane by the back of the neck with the other. He leaned his body in... letting his huge arched cock slide and prod between the boy's legs. His hairy heaving chest made slippery contact with Lane's smooth chest the hair teasing and grinding on the kid's super erect sensitive nipples.
"You want me to fuck you Whore?" The man hissed into the kid's face. "We're both naked...I could be inside you in a matter of seconds. I'm so fucking worked up I would shoot after two or three hard strokes...hot cum filling you right up..."
"Oh GOD DO IT...please...I'm begging..." Lane moaned and attempted to reach down and guide the man's cock into him.
Mr. B gritted his teeth and let the kid stoke along the underside of his heavy erection. When Lane maneuvered the head up against his asshole he didn't resist. He threw his head back and guided his hips forward, his ass muscles flexing in exertion as he slowly penetrated the boy. Lane cried out when the huge head popped past his tight anal ring. Mr. B didn't pause his just slid his hips forward. His thick cock spreading Lane's ass lips almost to the point of tearing until the super wide thick base of his cock was pressed tight, his full balls rammed up hard between the kid's legs. He was balls deep in that incredible ass. Lane's trembling hands gripped the man's hugely muscled shoulders and his bound cock jerked wetly against his stomach.
"There Whore...you got it...all ten hard inches inside you...how does it feel?" he hissed down into Lane's face.
"OH MY GOD... INCREDIBLE...fuck me...fuck me...shoot deep inside me..." The kid moaned, running his hand over the man's shoulders down to his chest, his thumbs teasing and pinching at the erect nipples urging the man to shoot. Lanes cock dripped onto his belly a clear string of precum stretched between his purple glans and the hard flat furry stomach of the big man on top of him.
Mr. Berton got a hard look on his face and rocked his hips back slowly letting his cock slide out of the boy ridges and veins teasing the lips. Once free of the tight grip of Lane's ass the dick slapped up straight against his stomach and pulsed slickly, precum pooling in the deep piss slit.
"No...please put it back in me...oh god." Lane moaned. Trying to pull the man back on top of him.
Mr. Berton roughly shoved the kid's hands away and stood up and bent over retrieving his swim trunks. As he stepped into them he said. "You ruined it kid...no restraint...you failed the test..." He pulled up his bathing suit tucking his massive cock away with some difficulty. He bent down again and threw the pink trunks onto Lane's heaving stomach. "Get dressed...fun's over...and I'll be giving a full report of you failure to your host...we'll see if he decides to cancel the main event...: He shook his head as he walked away." Kid's today...no restraint... no discipline." He muttered as he made his way to the garage to talk with my father.