7 comments/ 206725 views/ 80 favorites Neighbor Kid By: markindy It should be fairly obvious that this is a fantasy only, and not a recommendation for proper behavior. Condoms and safer-sex practices should always be used. +++++++++++++++++++++ There are times when my wife can be a complete slut. Not that I'm complaining. Claire and I are hardly a "conventional couple", and we enjoy exploring pleasure with each other in a variety of ways. We do, however, keep our bedroom activities private, and share our interests with only a small group of special friends. Otherwise, we could seem like June and Ward Cleaver. That's why it was especially disappointing when a couple we shared a lot of fun with moved away for better jobs. While our sex life as a couple was plenty satisfying, it was sad to lose those rare special evenings. Claire walked out to the back yard one day with a wicked look in her eyes and a more upbeat attitude than I had seen in weeks. "Honey, did you notice that Ricky is back home for the summer?" she asked, handing me a beer. "No...I've been a little busy getting the pool filter back together. I should probably have him fix the damn thing." "He's probably moved past being our convenient pool-boy. Then again, you never know what a college kid will do if you offer to pay him instead of just letting him use the pool." "Good point. I'll mention it when I see him." "Mmmmm...with any luck at all, I hope to see him real soon." My wife cooed, nuzzling against my back. "Give the guy a break, Claire. I'm sure he's got plenty of girls to keep him distracted." I said with a chuckle. I should explain that my wife is a bit of an exhibitionist, and admitted several years ago to providing the boy next door with more "visual stimulation" than most kids his age would get. We have a second-floor bedroom that became our exercise room, and it has a large window where Claire stretched and did yoga. Our neighbor's son, Ricky, had a bedroom window in plain site across the lawns. Claire is a very fit and beautiful woman, and being only 33, she still looks smoking-hot. One morning, about five years ago, she noticed the neighbor kid sitting back from his bedroom window, watching her stretch. Claire always wore tight, form-fitting workout clothes, and some showed a bit more cleavage than others. Apparently Ricky liked what he saw, and was beating his boy-cock with enthusiasm. Claire never let-on that she had noticed him cowering in the back of his room, and sometimes kicked it up a notch...exposing her breasts and seductively wiping the sweat from her body. I feared this might turn into some kind of burlesque show for the neighborhood boys, but Ricky never had anyone else over for the show, and always behaved as though nothing had happened whenever he saw us. "Well, he already gave me something of a preview. I had a brief show of him toweling-off after a shower and getting dressed. I don't know if I was intended to see it, or not...but he sure is pretty." Claire cooed in my ear. "I think the young man might prefer to be thought of as handsome." "Either way...the boy next door sure has grown-up. He's no baby...would you mind if I teased him a little more than normal?" "He may not be a baby, sweetheart, but he's no more than twenty. Be careful about pissing in your own backyard. Ricky's folks would probably have a shit-fit if they knew you'd been providing him with whack-off material for the last several years." "I know you're right about that, honey...but he's always been an honorable young man. He has to know I've seen him, and yet he's always played it cool. I can admire a man who knows not to spoil a good thing when he has it." Claire said, rubbing my back. "I know you're going to do what you like. Just keep your head about it." I said, before turning around to kiss her. Later in the day, and after several hours of cursing the filter system, I saw Ricky getting his parent's mail. I just needed another set of hands to get everything sealed and working correctly, so I jogged over to beg for help. "Hey man, I'm sorry to ask a favor on short notice, but could you help me get this damned filter back together?" "Sure Mr. G, no problem." (he always addressed my wife and I by the first letter or our last name) "I'll drop this stuff in the kitchen, and be right over." Ten minutes later, he came walking around the fence, wearing a t-shirt and board shorts. Claire was right, he had certainly matured since leaving home. Ricky had always been athletic, playing basketball and baseball in high school, but his body was definitely more toned without being overly muscular. At six feet tall, and maybe 165 pounds with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, I could see why my wife was attracted to him. She always liked men with dark, wavy hair...though she seemed fine with my dirty-blond and tanned features. Physically, we were very similar...though at 35, I had a bit more bulk and more muscle. "I appreciate you coming over. I didn't mean to intrude on time with your family...since you just got back." "No sweat...Mom and Dad are gone for two days. One of Mom's relatives died...someone I barely know...so I was able to ditch all of the "Oh, that can't be your little boy" crap." I smiled, knowing the kind of torment that all of us has experienced at one time or another. With his help, and the fact he know more about the system than I did, we were able to get everything back in order quickly. "You're a life saver, Ricky...um, I mean Rick. Guess you're a bit old to be called that anymore." "Yeah...I appreciate it, Mr. G. Hated it for a few years now...but things are coming around." He said, with a wide smile. "You know, you could call us Claire and Trent." "Somehow, that just doesn't seem to work. Not sure why, but Mr. and Mrs. G just seems the way to go." "Ok...fair enough. I'm sure you have plans with a girlfriend, but you're welcome to stay for dinner and enjoy the pool, since nobody's around at your place." "Yeah, well...lots of drama on the girlfriend thing." Rick said, pausing as though considering his options. "Sure...that'd be cool. I'd rather just chill near home tonight anyway." Rick and I moved over to the hot-tub section of the pool, both of us sitting on the edge with our legs in the water, and just shooting the shit. After a few minutes, I heard Claire return from a quick trip to the grocery. "Hi guys." Claire smiled and waved from the patio door. "Looks nice, glad to see everything's running. Mind if I join you boys?" "That would be great, honey. Rick is going to stay for dinner. His parents are gone for a few days, and we're the best he could do for tonight." "That's wonderful!" Claire said, a bit too enthusiastically. "Well...except for the part about being your only option. I'll change, and be down in jiffy." We continued our conversation about school and other nonsense topics, until Claire appeared wearing a very skimpy yellow bikini. The minute I saw her, I knew she was up to no good. The outfit, or what there was of it, highlighted her soft but physically fit form. Her reddish-brown, almost auburn, hair fell just to her shoulders...and her firm, but ample breasts bounced gently as she stepped into the hot tub. Rick's eyes were open wide, and his jaw slackened as the bubbles danced around Claire's cleavage. "Mmmmm...this feels so good. I think the jets have a bit more force than before." My wife moaned, moving her arms together and lifting her breasts higher. "Wow...you're looking hot tonight." I said, winking to our young guest as Claire sat between my legs with her head resting in my lap. "Maybe not the best outfit for company?" I asked, sarcastically. Claire stroked my calves as she bent her head back to look up at me. "I'm sorry, baby...I just wanted to give Ricky a small "thank you" for this morning. You know how special he is to me." Rick's face was red with embarrassment and mild fear. "Uh...hey...I, well...oh shit," was all he could manage to say. "Hey...relax...no worries. I know my naughty wife has been teasing you for years. I'm afraid I let it happen...so it's my fault she's feeling so bold tonight. When you're married to such an incredible woman, it's hard to deny her much of anything she wants." Rick just stared at us both, still stunned and speechless. "I'm sorry, Ricky. I didn't mean to embarrass you" Claire said in a seductive tone. "I just couldn't believe how much my little voyeur next door had grown up. You looked so much better without that ugly green towel." Rick swallowed hard, and looked at me with guilty eyes. "Oh man...I'm sorry...that was fucked up. Really, Mr. G...I wasn't trying to make any moves on your wife. Oh shit..." "Hey...Rick...it's ok, really. You were only reacting to a beautiful woman who was willing to play the game. Hell, I would have done the same thing." "Try not to stroke-out on me, pumpkin" Claire said, leaning forward and massaging one of Rick's feet. "I just wanted you to know how wonderful it's been watching you grow into a fine man. My hubby is so special, that he doesn't mind letting me indulge in a few special treats. That's why I tell him everything...and why we enjoy doing everything together." "Look...Rick...this goes against my better judgment, but Claire has pushed the issue. As a couple, we can be a little "adventurous". I think you're a bit young to learn this kind of thing about your kinky neighbors...and you can run away screaming anytime you like...but it's pretty plain that Claire has a lot of interest in you. At the risk of leaving you emotionally scarred and ruining your current relationships...Claire would like you bring you into our very limited circle of friends. I'll admit, the idea appeals to me as well...I'm just not sure you're ready for this kind of thing...very few people ever are." "Uh...so...by "this kind of thing", you mean you're ok with me beating-off to your wife since I was fourteen?" I had to laugh at Rick's unexpected blatant honesty. "Yeah...that's what I mean. She's gorgeous...why the hell wouldn't you when treated to that kind of show? It's just that if you might like to share more with her than that...you'll have to share with both of us. Staring from a distance is one thing...live and in-person is something else...and we only play that way together." "Oh Trent...sometimes you can sound like a boring lawyer" Claire said with a fake pout before standing up in the middle of the hot tub and dropping her top. "Here's the deal, cute-stuff...if you'd like to touch them instead of look at them...my husband has to be at the party." "Oh fuck." Rick mumbled, placing his arms across his lap to hide his growing bulge. "Go ahead, if you'd like to. You never told all your buddies and had them over for the show...that's the kind of respectful behavior I can find trustworthy. Do you think you can handle something so personal and so deeply private?" I asked, trying not to sound pushy. "Oh god...I've dreamed about this a million fucking times" Rick said, with a trembling hand reaching for Claire's left breast. "I can do this...I can keep your trust...I swear it." Claire grabbed his hand and pressed it to her chest. "Just remember, this is about having very adult fun, sweety...not about falling in love. The man of my life is right behind me, and no one can replace him. We only share special times with very special people. We want you to find your own special person some day. Can you tell us you understand?" "Yeah...I do...I really do get it...this is so fucking cool. I'm not dreaming this shit, right?" "No, Ricky...this is really happening...and I'm very, very happy that it is." Claire said, leaning-in to kiss him. Rick closed his eyes and clumsily returned my wife's gentle kiss. I watched Claire rock her ass in the churning water as she bit on Rick's lower lip and pulled-open the drawstring of our neighbor's shorts. "Mmmm...that was nice, Ricky. I'm glad you know how to kiss." Claire teased as she sat down between my legs once again with her head lying against my swelling prick. "Why don't you lose that t-shirt for me, sweety? Let us see that tight bod of yours." Rick mindlessly complied as I reached down to fondle my wife's breasts and hardened nipples. I glanced over to see that Rick was truly in good shape, with a nicely toned chest and a small area of neatly trimmed hair between his pecs. He had the kind of physique that could really be cut if he put his mind to it. It was also apparent that he could no longer hide his arousal, as his cock tented the fabric away from his right thigh. "As you could probably tell by looking at Trent, I like men who take care of themselves." Claire said, stroking my arms as I teased her nipples. "You are one gorgeous piece of eye-candy." Rick's face flushed red with embarrassment. "Uh...thanks, Mrs. G...I've been working on it." He said, sinking into the water to hide his erection. "Oh that's much too far away for everyone to get cozy and comfortable. I'd like you boys to come sit on each side of me." Claire said, moving away from my legs and allowing me to sit next to her in the hot tub. "Slide on over, Ricky...I promise not to bite." Rick paused for a moment, as though gravity had him pinned to his seat, but eventually complied as Claire beckoned him over with a curled finger. Our young guest stared wide-eyed as I bent down to lick and suck on my wife's right breast. "Ooohhh yyeeesss...oh, baby that feels so good!" Claire hissed as I gently tugged on her nipple. "Would you mind if Ricky helped you out a little, sweet-heart?" she asked, placing her hand at the back of Rick's head and guiding him toward her other breast. "Not at all, dear. I'm going to need all the help I can get with as wired as you are tonight." I answered, winking at Rick as he hesitantly licked around her left areola. Claire ran her hand up my thigh, her fingers brushing the bottom of my balls. Given the gasp for air from Rick, I could only assume she was doing the same to him. Our new initiate finally seemed to be getting into the spirit of things, as he now eagerly kneaded and sucked on Claire's heaving breast. "I love it when you're like this, baby." I growled at my wife while I pulled at the strings of her bikini bottom, my actions hidden by the swirling water. "You like being the center of attention, don't you? You love having two men tend to your every need and desire...willing to do anything to make you feel so good." "Oh yes, Trent...god yes!" My wife cried while kissing me deeply. "Will you give me to him, baby? It's been so long. Will you make me happy by letting me pleasing both of you?" "How about it sport?" I said to Rick, gripping his hand under the water and pressing it to Claire's uncovered pussy. "Can you help me out in giving the lady what she wants?" Rick's breathing became ragged as he glanced back-and-forth between our faces...seeing my complete sincerity and Claire's building desire. "Uh...what...um, what...do you want me to do?" "Anything she wants you to do...anything at all." I answered bluntly. "Just as important...anything you want to do." My wife said, panting. "What we share is only between the three of us. Do what feels good to you...try things you've never tried before...without worrying about being judged or what other's might think." "Yeah...well...three-ways are definitely on the list of things I've never tried" Rick said with a nervous laugh. "Why don't you give our new friend a proper welcome, honey?" I suggested, hoping to move things along before Rick's nerves got the better of him. Claire understood, and took Rick's hand...guiding him out of the hot tub and toward the cabana next to the pool. It was nothing more than a large outdoor cushion with an awning over it....and one of Claire's favorite places to lounge and read on warm days. As I watched Claire's naked body rise from the water, I was thankful that Rick's parents were the only neighbors close enough to see or hear anything...and they were out of town. Rick stood practically frozen against one of the corner posts of the cabana as my wife slowly trailed her tongue down his neck, over his chest, and down his abdomen. The board shorts barely clung to his hips as she stroked his swollen member through the damp fabric...causing him to close his eyes and moan deeply. I sat on the edge of the hot tub, rubbing my own aching cock and leaning for a better look as I heard Claire peel-back the Velcro of his shorts. She pulled them down slowly, allowing Rick's engorged tool to smack loudly against his stomach upon release. I'll admit to some bi tendencies, and can appreciate an attractive male form...and I couldn't help but admire the young man's proportions. The length of his cock was fairly average, perhaps six inches or a bit more...a nice contrast to my own eight inches, but it fit his frame well. Rick and I were equally as thick, but it was his intact foreskin that particularly delighted Claire. I knew she would be eager to explore the silky fold with her tongue. "Oh Ricky, I can't tell you how many times I wanted to taste this hot cock of yours. It was so sweet having you watch me from your darkened room." Claire said, lapping at his lightly hairy balls and the underside of his shaft. "Shit, Mrs. G...this is too fucking wild...you're so damn hot!" "See honey...I told he was pretty." Claire said, smiling toward me as she stroked Rick's twitching tool. "Can I have him now, sweety? Is he someone you'd like to share me with?" "I think the young man understands how deep it is to share someone so special with a trusted friend." I answered, still stroking my cock through the fabric of my swim trunks before turning my attention to Rick. "Now it's your turn, bud. We won't force you to do anything that you don't want. The lady and I just need to hear you take the initiative. Would you like my wife to suck your cock?" "Oh shit, man...sorry...but I've wanted that for years." Rick stammered, suddenly realizing I was still nearby. "You know this is a group effort...that we're both here for her pleasure and our own?" I asked, intentionally leaving things vague to avoid freaking him out. "Yeah...I...I understand...it's cool...it really is." Rick replied nervously as Claire let a string of his precum fall to her tongue. "Great...then I'll tell you what I want. I want to see that young cock of yours sliding down my wife's throat. You can see she wants it....she's just waiting for you to tell her it's ok to take it. Tell her, man...tell her what to do." "Oh fuck." Rick croaked, swallowing hard and looking down into my wife's sultry eyes. "Suck it, Mrs. G...please, suck my cock." "Well...since you said "please". Claire replied, before plunging her tongue under the foreskin and swallowing the tip of his cock. I love watching my wife with other, respectful men. I'm not sure why I find it so arousing seeing her please, and being pleased, by others. It had been a very long time since we last shared with anyone else, and the evening's unexpected events had us both worked into a sexual frenzy. I knew the young man wasn't a virgin, but I suspected he wasn't overly experienced either. It seemed wise to take things slow, and let him explore his boundaries. Rick gently stroked Claire's hair and slowly rocked his hips as my wife devoured his meat down to the root. The scene before me had me hard as a rock, and I soon discarded my trunks and stood stroking my prick behind my lovely wife. "Lick his nuts, baby. I want to see you wash his balls." I grunted, standing only a few feet behind her. Rick gritted his teeth and hissed as air rushed into his lungs. Claire ran her tongue across the wrinkled sack that held two walnut-sized orbs. I watched in fascination, as for the first time in many years I felt some desire to be sexual with another man. I traded a blow job with my roommate in college, and wasn't afraid to touch another guy...but it just wasn't a key piece of my sexuality. I offered to do more for the guy in the couple we were involved with...but it wasn't his thing, and I was cool with that. I knew that I wanted to get a sample of what Claire was enjoying...but was willing to suppress my emerging desires to see my wife happy, and avoid scaring the shit out of Rick. Neighbor Kid Ch. 02 +++++++++++++++++++++++ It's important to read the first installment to get a feel for the characters. There is contact between two men involved...so move-on if this type of thing offends you. +++++++++++++++++++ It had been almost a year since my wife and I took a huge risk in allowing the kid from next door to share our deepest secret. We both enjoy playing with like-minded, respectful friends, and Rick satisfied a need that had been unfulfilled since the Smiths moved away. Rick had grown-up living next door to us, and now just a few months past 21, he was hardly a child...but with Claire and I averaging 15 years older...I sometimes felt like we had corrupted someone too young to appreciate the gravity of the situation. My fears seem unfounded, as Rick kept our secret safe, and behaved with maturity beyond his years. I had just finished working in the yard, when he walked around the fence with a huge grin on his face. "I saw Mrs. G earlier today. She invited me for dinner...if that's ok with you." He said, with a prominent bulge showing in his jeans, and making no attempt to hide it. "Yeah...that would be great, man." I answered, looking at his crotch and grinning. "It seems she may have already served you an appetizer." "Um...well...invitations from you guys are hard to refuse." Rick said, tapping my shoulder with a loosely clenched fist. "How's it going for you? I hope you've been taking advantage of dating opportunities on campus." I asked, sounding more like a concerned father-figure than I had intended. "That's going great." Rick replied with a knowing smile, aware that I might feel like we had ruined him in some way. "I'm dating a biology major with a great mind and smoking-hot body. I was hoping she could come with me during this break, but she had obligations at home." "Oh...so you're just using us as a better alternative to jacking-off for the next two weeks." I said with thick sarcasm while slapping his noticeably firmer bicep. Rick's face blushed as he laughed nervously. "Um...yeah...well, maybe. I know it's a rare thing you guys are offering...and not likely to happen again. My parents wouldn't want me to miss a learning opportunity." He said, mimicking his dad's lecturing tone. "Oh god...I think your parents would likely kill us if they knew about the things we taught you." I replied, my face covered in concern. "Relax, Mr. G...I didn't mean to freak you out by mentioning my parents." Rick said, shoving his hands in his back pockets, and causing his bulge to become more evident. "The last time was more fun than I ever had in my life...a little weird, at first...but fucking awesome." "Well...I'm glad you've been able to keep it in perspective." I said, noticing a spot of moisture forming on Rick's pants near the end of his bulge. "Maybe you should see if Claire needs any help while I get cleaned-up. Or maybe she can help you..." I offered, gesturing toward his obvious arousal. "Sorry man...its just been hard to keep down since she asked me over." Rick said, blushing once again. "Mrs. G has just been part of my fantasies for a long time. Oh...crap...I shouldn't say that about your wife." Now I had to laugh. "I thought we covered that a year ago. I'm glad you appreciate how special she is...and how much we trust you. Now let's go see where she's hiding." I slapped Rick's tight ass as he walked in front of me toward the house. He was a good sport about my contact with him during last year's encounter...but I had a sense he was horned out of his mind, and just going-with-the-flow. I had more interest in Rick than I had felt for another guy in a long time, but no so strong that I would ruin Claire's fun by pushing our friend too far. "It's about time you boys showed up." My wife said with a beaming smile while opening pizza boxes on the kitchen counter. "Sorry about having only pizza and beer...but time just got away from me." She was wearing a pair of ridiculously high-cut denim shorts, and a very tight t-shirt that highlighted her pert nipples. Claire's breasts were firm enough that a bra wasn't always necessary, and she was certainly proud to show-off her body for us tonight. "Your mother tells me you have a cute little girlfriend...so tell me all about her." Claire teased, gently scraping her nails down Rick's chest. "Holy cow...you can't tell my mom anything without it becoming a news bulletin." Rick said, sounding mildly frustrated. "She's very cool...way hot...but nowhere as adventurous as you guys." "Well, that's not a bad thing, sweety. Hardly anyone is as adventurous as we are. Having one person to care for can keep you out of a lot of trouble." She said, seductively wiping a drop of pizza sauce from the corner of Rick's mouth. "Can you promise me that being here tonight isn't going to be trouble for you and the young lady?" "Hardly a fair question, kitten...when you're standing there looking like that." I interjected before Rick could speak, standing behind my wife and nibbling at her ear. "It's cool...really...we're having a good time right now, but nothing heavier than that." Rick said, grabbing a beer and barely taking his eyes off my wife's rack. "Something more serious would be great...but school keeps us both pretty busy...we'll see how it goes." "I tell you what...you can interrogate our neighbor while I go upstairs and take a quick shower." I said, reaching around to squeeze Claire's breasts and winking at Rick. "I'll be ten minutes, at the most." I left the room not sure what Claire would do next, but it was certain she'd have Rick on a slow boil. I took what may have been the fastest shower of my life, threw on a tank-top and a pair of basketball shorts, and headed back downstairs. I was mildly surprised to find Rick and Claire slow-dancing in the kitchen to the radio...her chest pressed against his, and Rick's hand planted firmly on her ass. "Did you know this young man had no idea how to hold a woman for a relaxing spin on the floor?" My wife said, winking at me while running her hand down Rick's back. "Oddly enough, that topic never seemed to come up." I replied, leaning-in to take a kiss. "May I cut in?" "Sir!...do you take me for a wanton woman?" Claire said in a mocking and overly dramatic tone, before stepping away from Rick and pressing herself against me. "Well...I certainly hope so...and I think I speak for both of us." I replied, looking toward Rick who was leaning against the kitchen counter and swigging the last of his beer. "Let's move this party to the living room." I guided Claire into the next room with laughable dance steps, as Rick slowly followed behind us. Taking a few steps toward the sofa, Claire and I collapsed onto the cushions, sitting close together as Rick scanned the room for a place to sit. "Hey bud...why don't you take off that shirt, and show the lady your new bod? Seems to me you've been working out a little." I said, taking Rick a little off-guard as he stood in the middle of the room. "Oh...uh...yeah...some of us from the dorm workout together a few days a week." Rick said, obviously a little embarrassed. "I still look pretty lame compared to you, man." "I've had a few more years to work on it. You're in damn good shape. Keep at it, and you'll have more pussy than you know what to do with." Claire slapped my leg playfully. "You men only ever have one thing on your minds! Which is really more a statement of fact...not a complaint." She said, kissing me on the cheek. "Let me see you, tiger...I looked toward your bedroom window this morning, but must have missed the show." Rick chuckled nervously. "Yeah...ok...sure." He mumbled, while peeling the t-shirt off over his head. The boy next door had made some impressive gains in the past year, and he really looked good. The patch of dark hair between his now more prominent pecs was still neatly trimmed, and his abs had considerably more definition. The swimmer's build was a good fit for his frame, and Claire was clearly impressed. I can't deny that I was as well. "Oh my god, baby...he's built so much like you at that age." Claire said, squeezing her own breast with one hand, while rubbing her crotch with the other. "Take off your shirt and stand next to him, baby...let me look at both of you." Rick seemed a little unsure what do with himself, but remained in place as we both stood shirtless in front of my wife. "Flex a little for her, man...let her see those tight biceps." I said, stepping behind him and lifting his arms. "He's been working hard, honey...you should reward his efforts." "I feel like a dork doing this...when you're twice as big as I am." Rick mumbled softly as I wrapped my hand around his bicep to gauge the strength in his arm. "You're no dork, Ricky...you're so fucking handsome. I love the look of fit, toned men." Claire cooed, rising from the sofa and removing her shirt. "You were so cute in high school with that baseball uniform. I always wondered what you looked like in a jock strap." She hissed, stepping forward and running her tongue around his nipples while I rubbed his neck and traps. "Damn, man...you must be doing something right to get her going that quick." I said, still guiding him to flex his chest and arms as Claire ran her tongue over his torso. Rick's eyes were closed, relishing in Claire's tongue bath as I moved behind my wife, unfastened her shorts, and peeled them off her hips. "It looks like our friend is flexing something else for you, honey. Open his pants...see what else he has for you." I watched in fascination as my wife slowly knelt down on front of Rick, tracing her tongue along the bulge in his jeans and nibbling on the swollen fabric. In a fluid motion, she lowered the zipper and brought his jeans and boxers to floor...his cock smacking her in the chin as a string of precum flew from the tip. "Ooohhh...fuck...good...feels so good." Rick moaned, as my wife took his entire length down her throat. Claire was very much into the moment, feasting on our young neighbor's meat like it was her last meal. She enjoyed the novelty of an uncut cock, chewing on the foreskin and then peeling it back to tease the underside of the tip. I had removed my shorts and knelt behind my wife, allowing my hard cock to slide against her pussy while I reached around to fondle her breasts. "Yeah, baby...that's it...suck that frat boy's cock. Get him ready to fuck the shit out of you." I growled, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her face tight against his groin. "Lick his nuts...feel how full his balls are with your tongue." "Yes...oh yes...he's so delicious." Claire panted, releasing Rick's cock and then swallowing one ball after the other. "Play with my pussy, baby...I'm so wet." Reaching down to tease her clit, I found she was indeed nearly dripping with nectar. I watched as she skillfully and gently suckled Rick's balls...his hard cock glistening with Claire's spit as she pressed it against his belly. I found myself desperately wanting to lean forward and take a taste...to once again feel the silky hardness of another man's cock on my tongue...but thought better of it, and refocused my attention on my wife's sopping gash. Her labia were warm and puffy, and her clit a rigid little nub under my thumb. It was clear she was ready for more. "Damn, man...she is really wound up." I said toward Rick, as I pulled Claire's head away from his groin and guided her to lie back on the floor. "Eat that sweet pussy...get a taste of how hot she is for a solid fucking." Claire eagerly swallowed my cock as I leaned over her body and spread her legs apart, giving Rick room to place his head between her thighs. The young man had gained considerable confidence over the past year, and he eagerly lapped at Claire's pussy, skillfully playing with her swollen bud, and making her writhe with building pleasure. "Fuck me...oh god, please fuck me!" Claire cried, stroking my cock with one hand, and running her fingers through Rick's wavy hair with the other. Rick looked up at me, his nose shining from Claire's juices, as though seeking permission. "You heard the lady...fill her up, man...she's ready for some dick." I leaned back to watch, my knees on either side of Claire's head, as Rick stretched his body over my wife's and pointed his thick cock at her entrance. Claire gasped for air and squealed as he sank into her...his pubic hairs coming to rest against her cleanly shaved mound. I can't fully explain why watching my wife with a respectful man turns me on so much...but I stroked my aching tool with enthusiasm as Rick bent down to kiss her, and Claire dug her fingers into his muscular ass. Their missionary position on the floor didn't lend itself to a clear view. I made the best of it, by moving behind them and placing my head against the carpet. Between thrusts, I could see Claire's pussy lips stretched wide and encircling Rick's rigid tool. "Don't freak out, man...I just want to see that stuffed pussy." I said calmly, reaching out to grasp Rick's loose sack and lifting his nuts from my view. "It's cool..." Rick grunted between halted breaths "we're good...it's all good." He said with a mildly reluctant tone that conveyed an effort to convince himself as well as me. The scene before me was incredible to watch, and I knew that Claire would agree that we both missed this kind of play with trusted friends. Emboldened by Rick's last response, I took pushed a little further, and began to run my thumb across his tight pucker while my fingers kneaded his balls. The only response was a deep moan, and continued thrusts into my wife's snatch. Rick surprised both of us when he eased his thrusts and spoke to my wife. "Mr. G needs a better view...is doggy ok?" Claire giggled and kissed him deeply. "You are too sweet...of course it's ok. Don't be afraid to ask for what you want, tiger...or decline what you don't like. There's a lot of trust in this room." "Thanks...it's your party...and I know you guys are cool." Rick said before taking a kiss from Claire. "I can roll with a good time...try a few things I wouldn't normally do." Rick moved back, and Claire got on all fours, pressing my back to the floor and hovering over me. "Well, there you are! I need this cock back in my mouth, baby. No fun having two dicks in the room, if I can't have them both." She said, before kissing me and then spinning around in a sixty-nine position. "Lick my pussy, sweetheart...Ricky has me so hot and so wet...you should get a good taste." Claire lowered her pussy onto my face, and I was in heaven as she sucked my aching prick. I couldn't see Rick, but it was soon clear that Claire was far from finished with him. "Remember how I licked your tight little ass?" she said to the other man in the room. "Uh...yeah...I...I remember that." I heard Rick stammer, from somewhere next to us. "Mmmm...then you know how good it feels." Claire cooed. "Lick my ass for me, Ricky. There won't be any fucking back there...but I love a nice, hot tongue." From my vantage point on the floor, I could see Rick staring at Claire's shapely ass as I lapped at her puffy lips. He had a look of lustful interest, mixed with a hint of hesitation. "Go ahead, man...it drives her up a fucking wall." I said, giving my wife's cheeks a playful slap. "I'm guessing this is one of those things you wouldn't normally do...but I can guarantee she keeps it squeaky clean." Rick just grinned as he fisted his swollen prick and bent down to trace his tongue along Claire's smooth crack. All I could see was his chin and throat as Claire moaned around my cock and wriggled her body against both our eager tongues. We tortured her for a few minutes...her moans getting louder, and pussy getting wetter. "Get back in there, man...let me see you spread my wife's cunt." "Mmmm...yesss...I'm so close, boys!" My wife hissed, smacking her face with my hard cock. "Let me feel you, Ricky...fuck me...fuck me hard!" "Yes ma'am...yes sir." Rick grunted, kneeling behind Claire and lifting her hips to meet his engorged tool. Rick's cock was so hard and hot, I could practically feel the heat radiating from it. The head looked nearly purple as it poked from behind a thin sheath of foreskin. Claire squealed as I watched every vein-covered inch slide fully into her moist snatch. Given Rick's earlier comment, I felt I could take a little more risk, and nuzzled his loose sack with my nose...teasing Claire's clit and the base of his cock with my tongue. "Unnnggg...oh shit...really wild fucking shit" Rick moaned, as though mumbling to himself with surprise at what he found pleasurable. I moved my head back to watch as Rick slowly withdrew. His cock now coated with a shiny layer of Claire's sweet juices. "Damn it, baby...I love how your pussy looks, wrapped around a hard cock." I said, as Claire deep-throated my prick. "Ooohhh...he feels so good!" Claire said, gasping for air while still stroking my swollen tool. "You're both so good to me. Give his ass a smack for me baby...let me hear your hand slap on those tight, young buns!" Claire's pleasure was the most important thing, and I never thought twice about her demand. I reached around and up the back of Rick's hairy thighs and gave his buttocks a firm, but playful, slap. "That's it, man...fuck her! You spread my wife's cunt so wide with that thick prick...I know she loves it. Give it to her hard, man...you know she likes it hard and deep!" I grunted, with another firm slap as his thrusts quickened. I could feel Claire's breasts brush against my thighs...her body swaying every time Rick buried his prick into her hot snatch. His heavy nuts felt great as the silky sack dragged over my forehead on every thrust. The young man demonstrated remarkable stamina for his age, and I was getting overwhelmed with all the visual stimulation above me. I could have watched this scene for hours, but Claire was ready for a change. "Oh my god...every woman should have two handsome men at least once in their life!" Claire said enthusiastically, pulling away from our cocks and spinning her body over my torso to face us both. Claire bent forward, quickly taking Rick's dick into her mouth, humming loudly as she wriggled her hips down my body until my rigid shaft slid over her pussy. Reaching back with one hand, she aimed my fuck tool at her moist tunnel and lowered herself onto me. Her pussy felt incredible...as warm and moist as I had ever experienced it. Claire raised her body, riding my cock with her own sensual rhythm as Rick massaged her breasts. My wife never looks as beautiful as when she's satisfying her own desires. I could see her whispering into Rick's ear as he licked her throat and finished with a passionate kiss. "Hey...um...help a guy out, Mr. G" Rick said, spinning his body, so that his back was to my wife, and his cock rested on my chin. "It's cool, dude...really. Not my usual thing...but I came to the party knowing the game." "Mmmm...your dick smells like my wife's pussy." I said, smacking his ass while lifting my hips to thrust hard into Claire. "Alright, man...fuck my face. Drill my throat, like you were fucking my wife's cunt." "About time you quit acting like you're afraid of breaking me." Rick said, stretching to grab a pillow off the nearby sofa and stuffing it under my head. "That's it man...suck my cock. Damn, you're good...can't believe the shit you guys have shown me." I might have laughed at Rick's last comment, but didn't have the chance as he plunged his slick rod down my throat. Claire leaned forward for a better view, and I could feel her pussy pulse around my stiff meat as she watched me feed on our young neighbor's pole. "Oh fuck...yes, Ricky...make my man swallow every inch of your gorgeous prick!" Claire squealed while groping Rick's ass. "Uh-huh...uh-huh...so close...you boys have me so close!" she cooed, as I thrust harder into her. Neighbor Kid Ch. 02 My senses were on complete overload. Claire's canal was squeezing tightly around my dick, and Rick's intensely hot and hard prick pushed against the back of my throat. The angles were a bit awkward, but my wife surprised us both as she pushed Rick slightly forward, and bent down to lick his ass while fucked he fucked my face. "Oh shit...fuck...oh fuck!" Rick howled through gritted teeth. He couldn't hold back any longer, and unloaded stream-after-stream of hot stud-cream down my throat. I did everything I could to swallow every drop, but the volume was too much...the white fluid squeezed past my lips and ran down the side of my face. The release of energy was too much for Rick, and he soon rolled away from us, lying on the bed to watch Claire and I fuck. "Ohh...oohhh...stick out your tongue, baby! Show me you left a little for me!" Claire squealed, as her cunt clamped even tighter around my cock and her nipples became hard as erasers. I knew she would want to share in our neighbor's cream, so I held as much as I could under my tongue as Rick's orgasm subsided. Upon seeing the pool of pearly liquid in my mouth, Claire quickly bent down and plunged her tongue between my lips...sharing a passionate and hungry kiss. It barely registered, but I could sense movement on the bed as Claire rode me even harder and continued feeding on our young friend's load. Claire gasped for air and her eyes shot open wide. "Yes...oh fuck yes! Keep it up, Ricky...I'm almost there!" My wife flattened her body against mine, her breasts pressed tightly between us, as I could see that Rick had moved behind her. "Eat my ass, sweety...it feels soooo good!" Claire panted as she kept her hips still. Claire's pussy was pulsing wildly, and I was also on the brink. I began thrusting against her stationary hips, occasionally feeling Rick's tongue brush across the underside of my shaft as he lapped at her virgin rosebud. I was pleased that Rick was willing to perform in this way for Claire's pleasure. I was more than a little shocked, however, when I felt a moist finger trace a path down my ass-crack, and then plunge into my tight hole. The movement of my hips, and Rick's relative inexperience, made the action awkward...but it had the intended effect of adding to my pleasure. This was truly a remarkable young man. "Uh...uh...oh yyyeeessss!" Claire screamed as her pussy contracted tightly around my aching cock and her nectar flowed down my balls. I couldn't speak, and only grunted like a wild animal as I plunged deep into her quivering canal. My wife's cunt undulated around my pole as I shot a heavy load deep into her tunnel. Claire lay against my body and embraced me tightly...both of us breathing deeply and struggling to regain composure. My cock was beginning to soften, and I could feel more of our combined fluids starting to ooze down my deflating member. I was starting to relax, when I felt Rick's tongue tentatively trailing over my balls, up my shaft, and into Claire's dripping snatch. "Mmmm...are you bringing me a present, Ricky? I'd love to have a taste." Claire cooed, reaching back to press his face into our point of union. "Yes ma'am." Rick replied, matter-of-factly. His interest was clearly on Claire's sweet pussy, but he seemed unafraid of my cock...perhaps only because it was an obstacle hard to avoid. Once my prick had softened to the point of sliding out of my wife's folds, Rick dutifully took my sticky tool into his mouth and cleaned the residue from it. Satisfied that his work was done, Rick moved next to us and met my wife for a passionate kiss. "Yum...so delicious." Claire said, gently brushing Rick's cheek and licking the last of my seed from the corner of his mouth. "You're becoming a wonderful lover...the girl you marry is going to be so lucky. A little cock and some cum isn't so bad between friends, now is it?" Rick blushed a deep shade of red, but managed to choke-out a reply. "Yeah...well...it's cool with you guys." He said, shrugging his shoulders. "Not near as gross as I thought it could be." We all shared a laugh at Rick's reluctant endorsement, and decided to leave it at that. Neither Claire nor I felt the need to push our young friend to discuss the things we'd done. We all had fun, without expectations, and that's what mattered. The three of us lingered on the bed a bit longer...Rick and I admiring Claire's body, and all of us enjoying the sense of fun and trust between us. +++++++++++++++++++ Rick had gone back to school, and life returned to normal. Claire and I enjoyed recalling the fun with our neighbor, but realized that he needed to focus on his own relationships. We felt more confident than ever that he possessed the maturity to do just that. Reports from his Mother indicated that he was dating someone new, and was looking pretty serious. About 2 months had passed, when I saw Rick pulling into his parent's driveway while I was getting the mail. We smiled and waved at each other, then shared some chit-chat about school and girlfriends. It was nice to know that he still seemed comfortable in his own skin, and with the things that happened. The next day, the weather had turned a bit cold and damp, so I decided to use Claire's treadmill instead of running around the neighborhood. My wife had left a few days ago to spend the weekend with her sister, so it was unusual to have the equipment to myself. I had just gotten of the machine, peeled off my shirt, and was reaching for my water bottle, when I noticed the blinds were fully open in a room of the neighbor's house. Within a few moments, Rick appeared at the window wearing only a towel around his waist. Realizing that this was an hour that Claire would normally be doing her workout, I knew what he was looking for. I looked around the room, raised my hands, and shrugged my shoulders, to send the signal that Claire wasn't around. I couldn't tell if Rick was disappointed, but he seemed to understand and flashed a "thumbs-up" in my direction. He then dropped the towel, threw on a t-shirt and a pair of board shorts, and disappeared from view. I had to admit to myself that I wish Claire had been around, but it was no big deal. I decided to finish a few push-ups when I heard the back door close, and footsteps on the staircase. I had just gotten up from the floor, when Rick came through the open door. "Hey, Mr. G...sorry about just coming over." Rick said, clearly unsure about just barging into my house. "I...uh...I just really wanted to thank you and Mrs. G for being so cool." "It's alright, man. I don't mind you dropping by. I just wish Claire were here to visit. She won't be back for another two days." "Well...that's ok...kinda wanted to talk to you anyway." Rick replied, nervously shuffling back-and-forth in his flip-flops. "Oh sure, Rick...we can just hang for a while...talk about anything you want." I said, tapping his arm. "Um...that guy-on-guy stuff was a little freaky at first. It was cool with you guys, though..." Rick said with his voice cracking. "Guess it helped that Mrs. G was there and into it." "Oh shit, dude...we didn't mean to mess with your head. I'm sorry if things went too far for you. I know that's not the kind of thing most guys would feel comfortable with. I wish I knew how to make it up to you." I replied, feeling genuinely remorseful. "Really...it's ok, Mr. G...I'm not ready to go into counseling over it." He said with a shy smile. "I just never thought...well...that it could be that interesting." I chuckled. "I suppose "interesting" is a good word for it. Claire and I sometimes get lost in the mood, and don't realize that other people aren't as open to new things as we are. We shouldn't have been so bold with you. I glad, however, that you aren't angry about it." I said, while taking a seat on the weight bench. "Oh, I'm not angry at all." Rick said while seemingly staring at me far too long. "I thought I only did it because Mrs. G seemed to get off on it...but I'm not so sure." A short silence hung in the room as I took-in what Rick had just said. I also noticed that the front of his board-shorts was starting to tent out. "Is there some way I can ease your mind?" I said, staring at the twitching fabric. "I'm willing to help...if you can say what you want." Rick stood there for several seconds, seemingly afraid to speak or even move. His eyes were fixed on my crotch, which had slowly begun to swell within the thin running shorts. "I won't be the one to push you any farther than Claire and I already have." I told him while spreading my legs and making the bulge in my shorts more obvious. "It's your move, man...if you feel comfortable making it. No judgment or hard feelings if you don't." "Shit...nobody's ever gonna know." Rick mumbled to himself, while peeling off his shirt and stepping forward to stand in front of me. "Not the most experienced guy...but you're still the best cock sucker I ever met." Rick said, sounding much more confident. I had not had a strictly man-to-man experience since college, and I found myself excited about the prospect. I always found sex more fun with Claire involved...but the idea of being taken into Rick's confidence for the purpose of exploring had a special appeal. Rick closed his eyes as ran my right hand up his thigh, into the leg opening of his shorts, and gripped his silky scrotum. The other hand took measure of his athletic abs and strong pecs. "No underwear makes a pretty strong statement." I said in a low tone, fondling his sack while I nuzzled the swelling cock through the fabric of his shorts. "Only certain men interest me...and you're one of them. There's nothing swishy or effeminate about you, and I like that. Tenderness I reserve for Claire. If we're doing this, we're doing it like men." I said, before ripping open his shorts and roughly pulling them to the floor. Rick's cock was hard as steel, and precum had already began to drip from the swollen head. I took my hand off his balls and wrapped my fingers around the firm shaft, slapping my face with the hot flesh. I ran my tongue under the foreskin, enjoying the soft feel of the skin against the spongy firmness of his helmet. Gathering as much spit as I could muster, I moved deliberately down Rick's pole, until my nose was buried in dark brown curls. "Oh fuck!" Rick moaned, his legs shaking from nerves and excitement. "Even Mrs. G isn't that good!" "Some things can only be understood when you own the equipment. My wife said similar things about her last girlfriend." I said flatly, before swallowing his cock again in one even stroke. Devouring this frat stud's meat without having to share it was incredible, and I found myself enjoying it more than expected. I spent several minutes savoring the taste of his precum, squeezing his ass, and licking his balls. I knew that Rick needed to get more involved in this game, and I wanted to keep the mildly aggressive mood that played into my fantasies. Reluctantly withdrawing from his cock, I stood up from the bench, gripped Rick's face from under his jaw, and squeezed his cheeks firmly but playfully. "Damn...you are one hot fucker." I said, still gripping his face. "Are you ready for some dick, man? My cock needs to be sucked." "Fuck, yeah." Rick mumbled through lips still distorted within my grip. His eyes burned with wild mix of nerves, lust, and mild fear. "Rip them off me...take what you want." I said, pulling at the waistband of my shorts. "I'm not your dainty girlfriend...go for it like you mean it." Rick seemed to get the message. A smirk covered his face as he reach behind me, pulled us close together, and tore the shorts off me. The thin nylon material offered little resistance, and he had them in shreds within a minute. Once out in the open, or cocks smacked against each other in a comical sword-play. "Oh yeah...my cock is going to look great stretching out these lips." I said gruffly, running my thumb around Rick's lips and pressing it into his mouth. "Better get started...no time like the present.' I said, pushing down on Rick's shoulders until he was kneeling before me. I was expecting some hesitation, but Rick didn't pause to run his tongue along my aching shaft and over my swollen balls. His inexperience was obvious, but he seemed to be gaining enthusiasm and confidence with every inch that slowly worked down his throat. There was some minor coughing and gagging involved, but Rick never backed-away from the task at hand. "No different than when a girl does it for you, bud. Nothing wrong with learning how the other half lives." I said with a moan, as Rick tongued the sensitive spot under the glans. "That's it man, do what you know feels good." Rick seemed to be a quick learner, and it wasn't long before I had his hair in my hands and was fucking his face through spats of choking. Like most men, he knew exactly how to handle a cock, and where to focus his attention. I could have let him do this until I bust my nut, but I wanted to stretch this out a bit longer. Who knew when an opportunity like this would come my way again? "You seemed to develop a taste for my wife's ass...I think it's time you gave a little equal time." I said, before turning around and bending over the weight bench to reveal my tight pucker. "Come on, man...it's squeaky clean...and Claire let you know just how good it can feel." There was a pause, and some noise in the background I couldn't decipher. I thought that I may have scared him off, but a second later I was jolted by a hard smack on my ass. It stung, but was not intended to harm. The imprint of his hand would likely be there for days. "That's one fucking nice ass. Mrs. G's is better...softer, less hairy." Rick said, speaking for the first time since the game started, and giving me another smack on the ass. "I'll eat your ass...just like I ate your wife's ass and pussy." I moaned loudly as Rick buried his face between my muscled cheeks and lapped at my furry hole. His spit ran down the back of my balls, making a small puddle on the exercise mat below. Rick was doing incredible work, but my senses went on alert as I heard the snap of a bottle top, and then felt a cool finger work inside my ass. "Hey...what the fuck!" I said, turning my head to look at Rick. Rick smacked my ass and plunged in a second finger. "After years of watching your wife, I learned where she kept supplies." The young neighbor said, working more lube into my pucker. "I got a buddy at school who says fucking his girlfriend's ass is out of this world. Mine won't do it...Mrs. G won't do it. I'm thinking ass is ass. How about it man? I ate your pussy...now I can fuck it." I was stunned. Rick had suddenly found his assertive streak, and I never imagined it appearing in this way. Claire and I enjoy a little ass-play, and she sometimes uses her toys on me...but this was something I hadn't done in years. I was just about to object, when I felt Rick's slick cock resting in the crack of my ass. The kid next door that my wife loved to tease...the high-school boy that maintained my pool...the college stud invited into most intimate moments...was now about to take my ass. If Claire were here, she'd be in a sexual frenzy. Any words that I thought about speaking were whisked away as I inhaled deeply. I felt the pressure of Rick's cock against my reluctant opening, and nearly sucked the air out of the room as the head of his prick pushed past the anal ring. The initial pain was intense, as his cock was far thicker than any toy my wife ever used. Tears welled in my eyes as I tried to relax. Rick allowed me time to adjust, and the pain soon faded as he pushed further into my bowels. "Fuck...my buddy is no liar! So tight...so damn tight!" Rick moaned, as he slowly inched further inside me. "Oh shit, dude...you ok?" he asked, as though suddenly remembering I was there. The distant memory of having done this once before resurfaced, and I recalled how intense the experience was. If doubtful at first, I was now gaining enthusiasm as the heat and fullness in my ass began to shift from pain into pleasure. "Oh fuck...your tool is going to split me in half! No wonder my wife likes your cock so much! Fuck it, man...fuck my tight ass!" I growled, almost not believing I said it. It seemed like I could feel every vein and ridge of Rick's cock as he slowly withdrew, before sliding in fully again. After squirting more lube onto his member, Rick placed one hand on the base of my neck...effectively holding me down as he started to fuck me in earnest. "Shit...not better than pussy...but it sure ain't bad!" Rick said, pushing deep, until his pubic hair nestled in the crack of my ass, and his balls rested against my own. "Wild...just fucking wild" he said, panting as his pace slowly increased. My cock was now only half-hard, but the sensations running through my body with every pass over my prostate were incredible. My hands gripped the bench tightly, and my jaw was clenched...grunts emanated from my throat with every thrust. I glanced over at a mirror in the corner of the room...to see a young, athletic man not just playing with my crack, but fucking me...seriously fucking me. It had a hint of the taboo, even for me...and I was beginning to enjoy it more and more. Listening to Rick's grunts and groans, I could tell the extra-firm grip around his cock was not going to let him last for long, and I started to wish it could continue a few minutes more. "Uuunnngggg...oh fffuuuuccccckkkk!" Rick yelled, as he pulled out of my tender ass and sprayed his seed across my back, down my crack, and over my balls. The sight of us in the mirror, and the feel of his hot load on my skin, revived my cock to full hardness, and I was practically writhing with pent-up lust. I reached around to scoop a sample of cum off my back, stood from the bench and turned to face Rick. I gripped the back of the young man's head with one hand, and smeared the cum over his lips with the other. Rick barely had time to think before I landed a forceful kiss on his mouth. It wasn't tender or loving...but rugged and masculine. He resisted at first, but was soon caught in the moment, and began returning the gesture with bites at my lower lip and forceful tongue probing. "Well that wasn't quite what I had in mind. But what's good for the goose, is good for the goose....or something like that." I said gruffly, reaching back to gather Rick's cum from my ass-crack, and then coating my cock with it. "On the mat, boy...I need a taste of that young ass." "I don't know...kinda spent..." Rick started stammering, before I grabbed him in a clumsy wrestling move, and put him down on Claire's yoga mat. "A young man like you doesn't take long to recover." I grunted, rolling him on his back, and bending his body until his knees nearly touched his shoulders. Rick's tight, pink pucker was twitching, and perfectly clean. "Been playing with your ass, lately?" I asked, smacking his taught buns. "Uh...well...a little." Rick said, haltingly. "You guys...I don't know...got me a little curious. Used my girlfriend's dildo a few times." "Hmm...well, Claire is going to be pissed she's missing this." I said, holding onto his legs, and then moving around to squat over his face. "Clean you cum off my balls while I eat your hot little man-pussy." Rick moaned softly as I lapped at his rosebud. He licked and sucked my balls, gently cleaning the swollen orbs that ached to be drained. His ass smelled of soap and sweat, and the puckered opening twitched with every pass of my tongue. "Mmmm...for a dude, you've got one fucking fine ass." I said, before soaking a finger in spit and circling it around his hole. "Will that sweet little girlfriend of yours lick your ass?" Neighbor Kid Ch. 02 "No...thought it was gross when I tried to lick hers." Rick said between moans. "She finally stopped bitching about sucking my cock. Not too many Mrs. G's in the world, I guess." "Well, son...you got that right." I replied, smacking his ass once more. "I'm a lucky man, and I know it. Just glad you respect her the way I do...or she wouldn't have anything to do with either of us." Rick was still clumsily nuzzling my balls when I spit onto his hole, and pushed my middle finger into his chute. The sensitive ring clamped tightly around my finger as I gently prodded the young man's prostate. "Ugh...oh...fuck!" Rick grunted, as I allowed his hips to rest on the floor and took his soft cock into my mouth. It didn't take long to bring the young man back to full hardness as I sucked on his cock and teased his ass. It felt fantastic to have Rick's dick swell inside my mouth, and stretch my lips with his widening flesh. "Oh shit...so good...another guy shouldn't be that good." Rick mumbled, slowly lifting his hips to push further into my willing mouth. I could have savored the heat and firmness of Rick's cock on my tongue for hours, but the aching need of my own cock was getting too strong to ignore. Without saying a word, I moved away from Rick's body, and spun him over to lay face-down on the floor. I quickly knelt between his legs, spreading them out wide, before plunging my face into the space between his athletic moons. Rick writhed and moaned as I spit and tongue-fucked his hole...slowly working two and then three fingers into the tight pucker. My cock was so hard at this point, it practically hurt...I had to make a move soon. Tracing my tongue along Rick's ass-crack and then up his spine, I stretched my body over his...pressing my chest to his back, and allowing my prick to rest between his taught cheeks. "I know you enjoyed fucking my ass. Your buddy told you how good it could be, and now you know." I growled into Rick's ear. "How about it bud...care to share that tight, warm sensation with a trusted friend? Neither of our women will give it up...this can be something we share between us. I think we can both agree...a mouth is a mouth...an ass is an ass." "I...I don't know, man." Rick stammered. "You're way bigger than anything I've put up there before...I haven't had much practice." "Hey man...it's cool...you need to have a lot of trust for this." I said, nudging the head of my cock against Rick's reluctant brown-eye. "I know it's weird...I just get off on the idea of fucking the guy that's fucking my wife." Rick said nothing as I rose to kneel behind him. His breathing became ragged as I lifted his hips....keeping his knees on the floor, ass in the air, and face on the carpet. I grabbed the bottle of lube, spreading a large amount on my cock and into his hole. The young neighbor gasped for air as I pressed the tip of my prick to his pucker. "Relax, man...take a deep breath." I said calmly, while firmly rubbing his back. "It will hurt at first...but I promise it gets better. Stop means stop...just say the word, man." "Oooohhh...mmmppphhh!" Rick moaned through gritted teeth, as I pushed the head of my cock into his ass. "Oh yeah, man...that's it...you're doing great!" I said, pushing in another inch, and then letting him adjust. "We'll take it slow, bud...it's not a race." "Fuck...oh fuck...feels huge!" Rick growled, with his eyes closed and his fist pounding the floor. "Try to see it through, man. I know it's rough right now...but after another couple minutes, you won't believe how good it feels." I said, before pushing half-way in. "Aaargghhh...oh fffuuuccckkk!" Rick screamed, not really in pain, but certainly discomfort. "It's ok, dude...you're doing great. It should start to subside now...just relax. If it doesn't get any better...just tell me to stop." I said, trying to sound encouraging. "I do have to say...you've got a fucking tight ass...it feels fantastic." "It's better...really is." Rick grunted. "Hurt like hell for a minute or two...but better now." "Good." I said gruffly, before slowly sinking-in further. "You did it...you took all my cock. Your ass is mine!" I hissed, as my pubic hairs pressed into Rick's ass-crack. "Oh shit...I'm glad your not any bigger...I couldn't take any more!" Now that I was fully inside, I was like an animal in heat. This young man's virgin passage was tight, warm, and gripping my cock like a vise. Even if he begged me to stop, I wasn't sure I could. My dick was aching, and my balls seemed ready to explode. Even so, I had no desire to hurt him, and focused on slow movements until he seemed more at ease. Rick grunted and groaned with every push into his bowels...my rhythm gaining speed slowly, but deliberately. After about three or four minutes, Rick seemed much more relaxed, and groans of mild pain were replaced with moans of pleasure. "Oh fuck...weird as hell." Rick grunted. "Feels strange, but good...every time your cock passes a certain spot." "That's the feeling we're after, my friend." I said, gently slapping Rick's ass. "Ready to kick-it-up a notch...feel what it is to really get fucked...to get pounded like we do with Claire?" I asked, gripping his hips and pushing deeply into him. "Oh fuck!" Rick yelped, as my nuts pressed against the back of his own. "Do it, Mr. G...fuck my ass. I just can't believe I've fagged-out like this." I had to laugh. "Yeah, well...we'll talk about that later." I pulled almost completely out, and then sank slowly back into him. I repeated this a few times, squirting more lube onto my cock, and then decided it was time to finally bust a nut. Flipping Rick onto his back, I raised his legs onto my shoulders. I gripped his cock, somewhat surprised to find it rock-hard and dripping precum. I looked straight into his eyes as I rubbed my cock over his balls. "I want you to see this hard cock, son. I'm going to cream your ass with it. I want you to watch me fuck you...using your ass just like I'd fuck my wife's pussy." "This is some crazy shit." Rick said, gripping both our cocks with one hand and slowly stroking them together. "Definitely not the kind of thing I'll tell my buddies about." "Fair enough" I answered, pulling my cock from his grip and pressing the tip to his stretched entrance. "But I can't wait to tell Claire that I took your tight ass."...and then I plunged back into him. "Uuunngg...sshhiiittt!" Rick grunted, with his teeth clenched and one hand tightly gripping my left pec. "Keep going...getting better...can't believe it...but feels better all the time." I stretched my legs out straight, almost in a push-up position over Rick's curled body, as I thrust my hips and plowed into the young man's bowels with long strokes. Rick's earlier assessment was correct...ass wasn't better than pussy, but it still felt damn good. With every stroke past his prostate, I could see Rick's hard cock twitch. A string of clear precum stretched from the tip of his uncut prick, down to the center of his chest...bouncing with every thrust, like a sticky spider web. Pretty soon, it was clear that Rick hadn't gotten past the initial discomfort, and had started to enjoy himself. "Uummpphhh...oh fuck...come on, man." Rick said, reaching out to grab my buttocks. "I can't handle being the "other woman"...you said we'd fuck like men...so fuck me...let's get off!" For a brief second it occurred to me that Rick was more comfortable as a top...which was fine by me, in the unlikely event this should ever happen again. I liked the fact that he had become more assertive, and strived to give him what he wanted. It seemed more than a little surreal, as my mind quickly flashed to a memory of him coming home in a sweaty baseball uniform...and my wife commenting on the visible lines of his jock strap. Here was that same kid, now of legal age, on the floor of my house...and with my cock in his ass. "Should have taped this." I grunted, assaulting Rick's ass with short, hard thrusts. "Claire would have been wet for weeks after seeing this." "Oh god...shit...weird as fucking hell." Rick mumbled, as I could see his nutsack begin to tighten. "Gonna cum...oh fuck...I think I'm gonna cum!" Rick never even touched his cock. Rope after heavy rope shot from his rigid pole...splashing in his face, and coating his chest with pearly-white goo. Rick's ass-ring clamped tightly around my shaft with every pulse of his orgasm. What was already the tightest thing I had fucked in a long time became even more intense. "Oh fuck, man...your tight ass is milking my load!" I shouted, just before pulling out and aiming my cock toward the young man below me. "Shit...uunnggghhh...fffuuucckkk!" I came every bit as hard as the first night I watched Rick fuck my wife. It felt as though every ounce of fluid was surging out of my balls and exploding out the end of my cock. Streams of seed splashed in Rick's hair, onto his face, chest, and abs. After the fourth heavy pulse, the young neighbor was nearly coated in cum. My body shook as I felt exhausted from the intensity of my climax. I lowered my body onto Rick's...the semen covering his chest matted the hair on my pecs. Grabbing the back of his head, I licked the cum off Rick's cheek and then kissed him roughly. After a second of hesitation, he returned the favor as we traded a gruff kiss through grunts of satisfaction. I soon rolled off him, lying at Rick's side...both of us panting for air and staring at the ceiling. "You Ok, bud?" I asked, placing my hand on his inner thigh and allowing my fingers to graze his loose balls. "Um...yeah...really I am." Rick said, still breathing deeply. "Almost lost my nerve...but glad I tried it...glad I tried it with you." "I'm starting to feel a little guilty." I replied. "I've never done anything like this without Claire since our marriage. She'll be disappointed she missed it." "Hey...you guys have shown me some kinky shit." Rick said, with a hushed laugh. "But I don't think I could have done all this with her here. I would have been too focused on her hot body and pussy to let you do much more than suck me." We both shared a relaxed laugh, making any tension in the room disappear. I reached behind me to grab a workout towel on the floor. Resting on one elbow, and lying on my side, I took the towel and cleaned the drying cum off Rick's athletic torso. "I pushed this too far, didn't I? Trading blow-jobs would have been great. I didn't mean to "fag you out", as you put it." "No...it's ok...I'm sorry about saying that." Rick said, mindlessly reaching down to adjust his deflating cock. "I was the first to push it. After talking with my buddy at school, I had this psycho-need to try some ass. I figured you and Mrs. G were my best shot at trying off-the-charts stuff...without making me feel like a total perv." "Well...I think you know that Claire and I are all about having a good time, as long as everyone's on the same page. You're a good guy, Rick...we both trust you." I said, tossing the cum-soaked towel aside. "I know my hairy ass isn't your first preference...but it's all yours, whenever you want it." "Thanks, man." Rick said with a wide grin, while reaching over to fondle my soft cock and balls. "Never thought I'd be this cool with another cock in the room...it's not so bad at all. Not looking to do the bottom thing again real soon...it was wild, and felt strangely intense...but think I'd have to be really wired, like today, to get off on it." "You know your limits, and that's a good thing." I answered. "For me, doing stuff with guys has always been dependent on how comfortable I am with them. I sense it's similar with you. You could let yourself go; knowing nothing would be said outside the three of us." "I really lucked-out, having you guys as neighbors." Rick said honestly. "I'm not stupid...I know this is a special thing that may not be repeated. It would be fun, though, if the three of us could get together at least one more time. Show Mrs. G what I learned, and really send her into orbit." "We'll see how things go the next time you're home." I said, standing up and offering a hand to help Rick off the floor. "Claire would really like that. But nothing would make her happier than to see you with a hot girlfriend all your own. She's gets freaked-out sometimes...thinks we've ruined your chances for a stable relationship." Rick laughed. "Nah...nothing like that. You guys just added to my list of far-out experiences...that's all." He said, punching my chest with his fist and slapping my ass. "Come on, dude. Let's go downstairs...the least I can do is help clean you up." I said, reaching out to grip his firm butt. We spent another half-hour enjoying some horse-play in the shower, behaving like good buds in a private locker room. After reassuring Rick that his gaping ass would soon return to normal, we shared some burgers off the grill and a few beers before he returned home. I almost wished Claire and I could have him to ourselves forever...but none of us would be happy with that outcome. +++++++++++++++++ When Claire returned home, I sheepishly admitted to taking advantage of our neighbor during her absence. I felt it was a violation of a long-standing agreement to only play together, and expected to disappoint her. Instead, she seemed to understand Rick's preference to explore without her...constantly fingering her pussy while I told the whole story. "Thank you for being honest with me, baby" Claire said, with her legs spread wide and a hand inside her panties. "If you had fucked another woman without me, I'd be really pissed. But somehow, this seems right...maybe because we both know Rick so well." "I love you, Claire...thanks for understanding. But I still should have had better control." I replied, with my cock straining against my shorts. "I'll forgive you the second you get that cock inside me." Claire said with a sultry tone. "You think he still has that baseball uniform? Maybe we could play a game with the stud player, the stern coach, and the willing cheerleader?" "I hope he does, baby...I hope he does." Neighbor Kid "She's good, isn't she?" I asked Rick, as Claire once again swallowed him whole. Rick opened his eyes and noticed for the first time how close I was to them...naked and stroking. "Uh...oh, shit...yeah, man...incredible!" he mumbled, lost in Claire's expert skills. "Mmmm...now that looks delicious too. Get over here, lover." My wife said, looking back at me while stroking Rick's spit-soaked cock. I stood next to Claire as she alternated between mine and Rick's swollen tools. Our young neighbor seemed a little hesitant at first as I came closer...but seemed to be taking things in stride. I would often catch him fixated on wife's work on my cock, and then see him divert his gaze, as though being caught doing something wrong. "You're both so delicious! I love the feel and taste of two different cocks!" Claire said, in her nastiest tone. "Have you ever felt another cock, sweet-stuff?" she asked Rick, who had a clear look of shock on his face. "N...nno...no...I haven't." he stammered in reply. "Oh, it's ok, sweety...I won't make you. Just curious, that's all. I just love the different feel between a cut and uncut cock." Claire said, pulling me closer, so that the dicks in her hands were only inches apart. "I'm so hungry, boys...feed me both these hot beef sticks!" Claire opened wide, and I stepped forward, pushing my cock into her mouth and bumping my hip against Rick's for easier access. Rick seemed unsure what to do next, so I offered some encouragement. "Go ahead, man...push it in there. She loves to be stuffed with cock." I said, placing my hand on his ass and guiding him toward Claire's waiting mouth. Claire's hand quickly replaced mine as she devoured us both as though it was her last meal. The feel of another man's hot pole sliding against mine as my wife lapped at us both with her snake-like tongue was incredible. Claire was busy fingering her soaking pussy, and even outside, the air smelled of sex. Rick was doing his best not to touch me, but eventually placed a hand on my shoulder as he struggled to maintain balance. "Oh shit...oh god...too much...fuck...uh...uh..uuuhhhh!" Rick grunted, as his prick swelled even larger. With very little warning, the intensity of the new sensations sent our young friend over the edge, making him shoot four heavy loads of man-spunk into Claire's mouth and over my prick. I pulled back, allowing my wife to savor the taste of her reward; while I stroked my cock, using Rick's cum as lube. "Yes...oh yes...so good...so sweet and tasty!" Claire exclaimed, as she drained every last drop from Rick's softening prick before turning to look at me. "Fuck me...fuck me, baby...I'm so hot...so wet. I need you in me right now!" she nearly shouted, moving onto the cushion as Rick fell exhausted onto his knees. Claire spread her legs wide and fingered herself as fresh cum still clung to her chin and lips. Rick was still kneeling next to the cabana, recovering from his orgasm, with a full view of the wet, puffy snatch beside him. I was more than ready to fuck...but I knew Claire was ready for repeat orgasms tonight, and I wanted to take full advantage this rare opportunity. "You eat pussy, man? Women love it when a guy really knows how to eat a hot snatch." I said to Rick, who once again looked a deer in headlights, but nodded affirmatively. "Let's get the lady ready for some real fucking...make her beg for cock!" Claire winked at me in understanding, knowing I was going to make this special for her. I moved to the cabana, straddled over her body in a sixty-nine position with my face at her crotch, and my stiff dick in her face. My wife's body writhed below me as I fingered her pussy, spread the labia, and exposed her swollen clit. "Get over here, man." I said, as Rick uneasily knelt at the edge of the cushion, his head between Claire's out-spread legs. "Damn...look how red those lips are! She's fucking in heat, man! Get in there...get her ready for me!" Rick seemed stunned, so I grabbed his hair, and pressed his face into Claire's steaming crotch. Claire screamed with pleasure and dug her nails into my back as his nose dove between her folds. Lust got the better of him, and Rick was soon lapping away at her love tunnel with seemingly more experience than I expected. If it wasn't experience he was showing us...it was certainly enthusiasm. I enjoyed the view as our friend tended to Claire's needs, her body bucking and heaving as she alternately sucked my cock and licked my ass. "Oh yeah, baby...he's eating you out like a pro!" I grunted, moving more upright for a better view. "That's it...eat my ass baby...like he's eating your cunt...get that tongue in there!" Rick looked up with surprise and curiosity to see my wife licking my ass, with my balls resting on her chin. I was never much into ass-play until Claire pushed me into it. Her fascination with my ass always surprised me, because I could never get her interested in letting me into her backdoor at all. "Ever had a girlfriend play with your ass?" I said to Rick, who shook his head "no". "Find a girl who'll do it, and it will blow your mind, man." My brief exchange was interrupted, however, by Claire's sudden gasping for air. "Yes...oh yes...don't stop...don't stop!" she panted, as I saw Rick flicking his tongue across her clit with a finger up her snatch. I spun around to kiss her as the first orgasm rippled through her body. Claire embraced me tightly and kissed deeply as her body shuddered with waves of pleasure. "More...I need more, baby...I need you in me so bad!" she whispered hoarsely into my ear as her body recovered. "Give the lady a kiss...she wants to thank you." I said to Rick, as I moved off the cushion and directed him next to her. I watched as my wife and Rick shared a passionate kiss while I slid my aching cock across Claire's over-stimulated clit. The young man was already rock-hard again, and Claire stroked his member while wrapping her legs around my waist. "Now...I want that cock in me now! Fuck me, honey...fuck me hard!" my wife demanded before putting the neighbor kid's cock in her mouth. I watched the side of her cheek bulge with intrusion of Rick's dick as I plunged completely into Claire's soaking love canal. Her velvet tunnel wrapped warmly around me and began undulating almost immediately...caressing my aching tool with every pulse. It had been a while since I'd seen or felt her so horned...this was turning into a very special evening. Claire let out muffled moans as Rick and I drilled into her from both ends. "Turn around, pumpkin...I want you to watch my husband fucking me." Claire said, smacking Rick's ass and guiding him to straddle her head. "Oh yeah...fuck my tits, baby!" she cried, moving his hands to her breasts and making him squeeze them around his hard cock. I had to admit, I enjoyed watching his sweat-covered body pushing into my wife's bosom nearly as much as fucking her. I was surprised even more, however, when his eyes suddenly opened wide and his body lurched forward, with his head pressing into my chest. "God...oh wow...oh...uuhhh!" Rick yelped as my wife spread the cheeks of his ass and ran her tongue into his sweaty crack. "Told you it was fucking wild." I said, slapping him on the shoulder. "Tease her clit, man...drive her over the edge." I wasn't sure what he'd do, but was pleasantly surprised when Rick ran his thumb over Claire's sensitive bud...less than an inch from my pistoning prick. It was probably a dumb move, but I couldn't help but see if I could push him just a little farther. Doing my best to make it seem accidental, I slipped out of Claire's pussy during some fast fucking, and let my cock slide over Rick's hand. He didn't say anything, but did pull back at first before attending to Claire's needs. Holding both her legs to my shoulders, I decided to test the waters and hope the intensity of the situation might allow more to happen. "Sorry man...she likes it wild. Would you give me a hand, and just get me pointed in the right direction?" I asked, my cock twitching, and the meaning obvious. Rick didn't look at me, or even say a word. He just paused, took a deep breath, lightly gripped my cock, and aligned it with my wife's glistening gash. I offered a cursory "thank you", and continued fucking Claire as though nothing significant happened. The fact that he actually did it sent me over the edge. Within a few strokes, I was ready to explode. "Uuuughhhh....mmmppphhhh....sssshhhiiiitttttt!!" I groaned as I shot heavy ropes of cum deep into Claire's womb. "Yes baby...fill me up, honey...cum for me baby!" Claire howled as Rick moved to the side and she pulled me down for a kiss. I was spent, and rolled onto the cushion next to my panting wife. Claire got up on her hands and knees, hovering over me, and took my softening tool into her mouth. I could see Rick kneeling on the cushion next to us, stroking his cock as I moved under Claire's body and ran my finger into her cum-soaked and still-pulsing pussy. "She's close, man...damn near there. I just couldn't hold out any longer." I said, looking back at Rick from between Claire's legs. "You're going to have to finish her off...she needs to cum pretty bad." "How about it, baby...would you like the neighbor kid to fuck you? Do you want to feel his hot, young cock slide deep into your wet, used pussy? Do you want to show him how much of a slut you can be?" I asked, reaching down to knead her breasts as she cleaned my balls. Claire wiggled her hips, causing cum to leak from her puffy labia. "Yes...oh, please yes...I need to cum so bad! Fuck me, Ricky...please fuck me!!" "Come on, sport...slide it in her. She wants you. She can't wait to be filled-up with gallons of our cum." Rick was a little slow in moving, but he finally got behind my wife. His cock was hard as steel and radiated heat. The spongy helmet poked-out fully from the sheath of foreskin that Claire delighted in playing with. It had been nearly four years since I witnessed my wife being taken by another man in this way. I could hardly wait to see it happen again. "Oooohhhh...yyyyeeesssss!" Claire squealed as Rick finally made the move, and slowly pushed into her cunt. It was wonderful to watch Rick's thick meat spread her lips wide, pushing my cum out onto his balls as he sank fully into her. "Oh shit, baby...this is hot as hell...watching the neighbor boy's hard cock sink into your used pussy. Do you like that cock, baby? Do you like feeling the meat of the boy you've been teasing so long filling you up?" "Yes...oh shit, yes...you guys are so nasty! Fuck me Ricky! My husband left me so wet, and so sloppy! Drown me in cum, sweety...fuck me...fuck me hard!" Ricky slowly developed into a steady rhythm, his cock making sticky noises with every thrust into Claire's saturated snatch. "Fuck...this is so fucked-up...but so fucking hot." he mumbled aloud, "Feels so good, Mrs. G...can't believe I'm doing this." "Really give it to her, man. Slam that thick prick deep inside!" I said, gripping his ass and pushing him tightly against Claire. Rick's buttocks tensed at my touch, but he offered no resistance, and was soon pounding hard into my wife's waiting tunnel. Being his second round for the evening, Rick seemed to have better endurance, and Claire was clearly enjoying herself. I found myself wanting to lick his nuts and suck on his cock...but I felt it was too risky. Rick had been a very good sport, and I didn't want to do anything that might kill the mood for him or my wife. I was enjoying the view immensely, and Claire had managed to get me fully hard with her thorough cleaning. "I want to see you, Mrs. G. Turn over for me, so I can watch you." Rick said, completely out of the blue. He had been fairly quiet, so far. I think he surprised us both by making a demand of his own. I moved aside and sat next to my wife as she flipped onto her back. Ricky knelt between her outstretched legs, his cock hard as hell, and dripping with a mix of Claire's juices and my own seed. "Wild...fucking far-out wild." Rick said with a wide grin. "Is this good for you, Mr. G? You want me to fuck your wife some more?" he asked, a bit nervously, as though trying to fit into the game. I was actually pleased that our young friend was making an effort...showing he understood everyone was an equal partner here. This was not a game of shame or humiliation for anyone. Claire seemed pleased as well, reaching out to fondle both of us. "It's great, man...great for both of us." I answered, moving over to feed my hardened cock to Claire's willing mouth. "Please do...my wife is still aching to cum. Looks like you're about ready to burst as well." Rick looked down at my panting wife, who was busily sucking on my twitching tool. "Put it in for me, Mrs. G. Line me up so I can finish us both off." He said, as my wife slowly stroked his aching rod. "Mmmmm....I want you so bad!" My wife cooed. "Can my husband give me to you again, Ricky? It means so much when he shows trust in you...and you in him." She said breathlessly, winking up both of us. "Uh...sure...it's cool. You're both...well...hot...this is weird as hell, but fucking intense." I decided this was an opportunity to put my foot in the door, and press a little farther. I felt more comfortable that if I stepped over the line, that Rick would be willing to say so. Keeping my eyes focused on Claire, I reached out and starting stroking Rick's swollen tool. "You like this kid's cock, don't you baby? You want it back inside you real bad, huh?" I asked my wife as Rick let out a surprised gasp for air, but didn't back away. "I can feel how hard he is. I can tell how much he wants your pussy." "Uuummm...oooohhhh yyyeeesssss!" Claire hissed. "I want him, baby...I want to feel him cum inside me, just like you did!" "Sure, baby...we'll give you all the cock you want." I said, before turning to face Rick. "Push it in, man. Go balls deep." I sat back and watched as Rick pushed fully into my wife, leaning down to share a passionate kiss. He started a gentle rhythm, but I could tell that Claire was ready to explode, and wanted a hard pounding to send her over the edge. "Harder, man...give it to her harder." I said, smacking him on the ass. Rick tried to comply, but seemed almost afraid of breaking her. Apparently he hadn't been exposed to a woman with more aggressive tastes. I had an idea to help him out, but wasn't sure how it would be received. At this point, however, I was so horned that I was willing to ask forgiveness later. I moved behind Rick, my body just inches away from his, and my cock brushing against his ass between thrusts. "Don't sweat it, dude...I'm just here to help you help the lady." I growled, hoping Rick would understand that he was in no danger of getting more than he bargained for. I moved even closer, my hard cock resting in the crack of his taught ass, and thrust my hips forcefully...driving our young apprentice hard and deep into my wife's pulsing pussy. "Oh god!...oh fuck! Yes, Trent...fuck me with Ricky's dick! Fuck me so hard!" Claire screamed as she saw that my hips were pressed against the young man's back side, and providing the driving-force of his powerful thrusts. "Oh fuck...oh shit...oh fuck!" Rick mumbled over and over as Claire pulled his face into her bosom and my balls slapped against his own. I was starting to enjoy this more than I should, and without thinking, allowed a trail of spit to flow from my mouth and onto my cock. The added slickness made for an incredible sensation as my prick slid up-and-down between Rick's athletics moons. "Close...uuugghh...uuhhh...close!" Rick grunted as I reached between us, and felt his balls tighten. "Oooohhhh ffffuuuuuccckkkk yyyyyeeeesssss!" Claire screamed as the orgasm poured over her. "Uuuuugggh...mmmmpppphhhh....sssshhhiiiiitttt!" Rick growled as his body tensed with every shot of seed deep into my wife's womb. "Damn..fffuuuuccckkkk....dddaaammmnnnn!" I moaned, as Rick's orgasm cause his buttocks to clench around my dick, and sent me to the brink as well. I coated the young neighbor's ass crack and the back of his balls with several heavy ropes of boiling spunk as he and my wife lay in a moaning tangle of arms and legs. I knelt back, watching my wife and Ricky share a tender kiss and embrace as the afterglow washed over them. Soon, Claire wanted a final taste, and pulled Rick up her body until he straddled her chest, taking his deflating prick into her mouth. "Mmmmm...you both taste so good mixed on the same lollipop." Claire said with a naughty giggle. "Hmmm...sounds like I'll have to try some of that nectar, myself." I replied, lowering my head between her legs, and licking at my wife's dripping cunt. The smell of her sex, the sweetness of her juices, and the salty tang of mine and Rick's cum was an intoxicating mixture. I could spend all day cleaning her delicious pussy. "Now don't be rude, sweety. We need to share with our guest." Claire said, mocking me as she pulled herself further up the cushion. "Besides, you made a big mess!" she said, dipping her fingers into Rick's crack and spreading my cum on her fingers. "Come on, pumpkin...try a taste. You might be surprised how much you like it." She said to Rick, pulling herself out from under him and lowering his head to her steaming crotch. Rick lay flat on the cushion, cautiously, but bravely, lapping at Claire's dripping snatch as she moaned with approval. Now staring at the boy's admirable behind, the latent side of bisexual self was coming alive again, and it seemed Claire wanted me to test the waters. After Rick seemed to get comfortable with eating his first cream-pie, I decided to clean the mess I had made. Rick seemed oblivious as I spread his legs and lowered my head toward his ass. Looking up to wink at my wife, I gripped both ass cheeks and quickly plunged my tongue into his cum-covered crack and over his tight pucker. Rick wriggled his body under the weight of my hands and let out a muffled groan as Claire held his mouth tightly against her pussy. "Oooohhh that feels so good, Ricky! Play with my pussy while Trent cleans the mess he made!" Claire said, stroking his back and making him feel more at ease. Surprisingly, he did seem to get more comfortable, and didn't offer much objection as I traced my tongue down his crack and over his balls....gently licking at the tip of his cock poking-out from below. While hardly old, I still don't have the regenerative powers of extreme youth, and was a little shocked to see that my attentions were generating another erection for Rick. I flipped him over, his head resting in Claire's lap while she stroked his hair and forehead, as I sucked on his loose balls. "Oh shit, dude...uh...hey." Rick stammered, as my wife tickled his ears. "Relax...enjoy it, man. Claire and I are spent...but we wouldn't want to send you home frustrated. If it feels good...go with it. Nothing that happens here will be known by anyone else." I said, rubbing his thighs with a firm hand. "Trust me, man...I'm not going all gay on you. You're just a good looking dude who's treated us well." Rick closed his eyes and allowed his body to relax as Claire kissed him and massaged his chest. I had forgotten how intense it could be to be so intimate with another guy. The silky foreskin felt great against my tongue as his cock swelled harder and thicker within my mouth. The heat of his engorged flesh filled my mouth and radiated through my cheeks. I kept my nose buried in Rick's tight curls as his dick stretched my jaws wide and pressed into the back of my throat. Knowing this was the kid I watched grow-up made the whole thing seem more raw, animal, and a bit taboo. "Oh fuck...oh wow." Rick whispered hoarsely Neighbor Kid "He's good, isn't he Ricky?" my wife said in soothing tones. "I had a girlfriend who knew just what to do. I bet it's the same for guys." I bobbed my head on Rick's swollen pole while raising my hand to Claire's mouth and letting her suck on my middle finger. She knew what I had in mind, and worked hard to thoroughly soak my digit. "Trent's going to show you something special Ricky. He's going to make you feel so good. You might want to do it yourself, sometime." My wife said, as I lowered my hand from her mouth. Without ever losing suction on his thick meat, I moved my hand under his balls, pressed the spit-soaked finger to his rosebud, and pushed into his puckered ass. I quickly found his prostate and began gently massaging the sensitive organ. Rick's hips jerked in response, sending his cock even deeper into my throat. "Uuugghh...oh fuck...shit!" he exclaimed, while Claire smothered him in kisses. I stayed planted on his throbbing cock. I had forgotten just how hot it can be having another dude trusting you enough to make him feel good. Man-on-man fun isn't something I crave often, or very strongly, but it sure felt good tonight. With one hand probing Rick's prostate, the other tugging on his balls, and my tongue massaging the underside of his thick shaft, I knew our young friend couldn't hold out much longer. "Oh shit, man...oh fuck...oh fuck!" Rick yelped, gripping my hair and pushing deep into my throat. "I'm gonna cum...oh shit...aaarrrrhhh...fffuuuucckkkk!" Rick's cock twitched, and I felt the pulse of his orgasm with my tongue as three streams of hot, sticky seed flowed down my throat. This was his third time tonight, and the load not quite as heavy, so I had little trouble swallowing every drop. Rick's prick was a bit oversensitive from repeat performances, so I pulled away as his member deflated. I leaned over his body, our cocks touching, and kissed my wife who was still huddled behind him. Rick closed his eyes and breathed heavily while reaching back to caress Claire's hair, and allowing his other arm to land heavily on my back. "Oh honey, that was so beautiful to watch." Claire said, with satisfaction in her voice. I sat back on my knees, and admired the view of my wife and her young lover still entwined together. "Thanks, man. Not the kind of thing I do very often at all, but I appreciate you being willing to let me indulge in something that bold." Rick just smiled back at me. "Shit, dude...that was pretty intense. I ought to have you give my girlfriend lessons." He said, with a nervous laugh. "Well...I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving." Claire said before getting up and kissing both of us. "I'm going to grab a shower. You boys get the grill started." Rick looked around as though suddenly realizing we had been outside the whole time. "Oh shit...good thing Mom and Dad aren't home." "Yeah...this was a little risky, but I think Claire likes it better that way." I said, walking toward the outdoor shower by the pool. "Feel free to take a rinse here, if you'd like...or you can go inside with Claire." "Thanks, man. Out here is fine. I'm afraid of getting into something I can't finish. You guys wore me out." Rick and I alternated under the outdoor shower, never touching each other. It was almost like running into each other at the gym, with never a hint of sexual tension. I was glad to see he wasn't uneasy about being around me. Dinner went well, the food was good, and the conversation casual...a minor miracle, given how intense the evening started. Rick seemed like he had something to say, and finally found the words as we gathered dirty dishes. "Hey...uh...guys...thanks, really, thanks a lot. I'm not so young and dumb that I can't see how heavy this whole thing is. I know this may never happen again...and that's cool...well, ok, I hope it happens again...oh shit." Rick rambled, obviously a little flustered. "Look, basically...I never experienced anything so fucking wild, and I know how special it was...you gave me a life-time memory, and I promise not to fuck it up." Claire kissed him gently, and then turned to me. "I always knew he was something special." ++++++++++++++++++++++ In the days the followed, and after rational thought returned to my brain, I'll admit to worrying about what we had done with our young neighbor. His words at dinner were exactly what I wanted to hear, and I feared that Rick's sincerity would fade over time. As it turned-out, Rick was true to his word. Nearly a year later, nothing was said about our special evening, and he made no uncomfortable comments or advances during his rare trips home from college. My fears seemed unfounded, and I was relieved that Claire and I had truly found a friend worthy of our trust. I was outside, putting the lawn-mower away, when Rick walked around the fence. "Hey Mr. G....how's that pool filter working this year?" "Oh, hey Rick...it's doing fine...at least so far." I said, turning to see the familiar, but even better toned young neighbor. "I saw Mrs. G earlier today. She invited me for dinner...if that's ok with you." He said, with a prominent bulge showing in his jeans, and making no attempt to hide it. "Yeah...that would be great, man." I answered, looking at his crotch and grinning. "It seems like she may have already served you an appetizer." "Um...well...invitations from you guys are hard to refuse." Rick said, tapping my shoulder with a loosely clenched fist. Maybe this will turn out better than expected....