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    • By Hozzel
      In My Neighbour's Backyard
      By Hozzel
      A loud noise from the neighbour's backyard first attracted my attention. A solid thumping noise, as if someone punched metal over and over. A strange, weird noise accented each thump, like repeated grunts, with a staccato rhythm, "Uh...uh...uh..."
      Curious, I snuck between the leafy shrubs up to the corrugated iron fence and peered between the branches into their big back yard. Next to a big shed, the yard was littered with old cars, parts of old cars, wheels and tyres.
      "Oh, fuck!" I heard. 
      The vision startled me. I hopped back, shocked and aroused at the same time. I quickly peeked over the fence again.
      17-year-old Roger, the younger brother, spread face-down over the bonnet of one of an old car. His fists beat the dirty white bonnet while his bare bum and legs quivered from the hammering he received from his older completely naked brother, Flynn.
      Mouth open, I realized my breathing had deepened and I had become instantly solid.
      Flynn fucked fast and hard into his brother. I could hear his hips as they quick slapped against Roger's bare arse. I saw Flynn's fingers curl and then heard Roger yelp when he thumped the bonnet again. Between his spread legs I could just make out Roger's tight balls and stiff cock. It flopped up and down with every pelvic punch from eager Flynn. As I stared I realized Roger was pushing back in time to Flynn's heavy thrusts. They were fucking each other.
      Roger yelled, "Harder, harder!" and Flynn went into overdrive.
      Clearly no one was being forced here. The boys wanted to do this.
      "Hey! Not without me!"
      Their dad ran around the corner of the shed, dropped his board shorts and kicked them away. My mouth hung further open as I marvelled at his big hardening cock. The grey fuzz surrounding the thickening base was not enough to hide its size. Is he going to…?
      "What have I told you boys about doing it in the open!"
      Guilt and shame suddenly washed through me. I was spying on my neighbours having incestuous male sex. I was peeking, [banned word], a naughty voyeur. And they were men! I wasn't into men, although I had secretly enjoyed trans and gay porn and got off from it. I knew my straight-laced wife would throw a tizzy if she caught me with the porn or doing this. Luckily she was out shopping. I could not help myself and simply had to spy again.
      Peter, their bear-shaped bearded dad with a dragon tattoo on his left upper arm, stepped up behind Flynn, roughly grabbed the boy's narrow hips and thrust that great big hard thing into his son's skinny arse. He didn't take his time and ease it in, he pushed hard and grunted loud, causing Flynn to shout.
      "Fuck, Dad!"
      "There's a real bareback cock in ya now," the older man said firmly. He slammed against his older son and the late teenage son pushed against his younger brother. "I know you love it up the arse just as much as Rog."
      Flynn cried out as his father began to fuck like mad and let out a continuous loud moan. It escalated into a non-stop holler which quavered from his pounding. The hairy older man held his son's hips and just hammered relentlessly.
      Flynn shook from the body hits and Roger kept pounding the bonnet and yelping, "Shit, that's good!"
      That was it. Decency be damned! Intrigued, I unzipped, pulled my hard dick out and began to wank the foreskin back and forth.
      I watched them go at it for the next five minutes. Peter, clearly a strong fucker, never missed a beat. He never slowed or paused except to change his footing. He fucked his boy hard, with an ongoing animal growl, until, suddenly, I saw his shaking rear clench. I heard a loud grunt and watched the boys' father jam hard and deep.
      "Feel that? Fuckin' loading you, boy," Peter said loudly.
      Roger yelled something like, "You fuckin' got me goin'! Gaaa…" I glimpsed his cock jerking and guessed he was coming, too.
      Their dad slapped and grunted a few more times then pulled out. His singlet topped chest heaved from deep breaths. Fluid dripped from his son's arse. He turned toward me and motioned, "Come on over and join in!"
      I could not believe it. I was caught! Embarrassed, I scrambled back.
      I heard, "Come on, hop over, Ben. It's okay, isn't it boys?"
      Peter's bearded face appeared on the other side of the fence. "I knew you were [banned word] on us. My boys like to be fucked and they don't mind bein' watched. They do it to each other all the time. They're supposed to keep it inside but on a day like this, what can I say? Perfect weather for havin' a root outdoors." He turned and called, "Hey, boys! Would you like to have a go with Ben?"
      I heard thumping on the car and, "Yeah!" Then the rhythmic squeaking of the car resumed as Flynn fucked into his young brother again.
      "Hang on," I said, tucked myself away, and came back with a step-stool. Peter helped me over the fence.
      "Strip off," Peter instructed. He reached down and unbuckled my belt. "Can't fuck properly with all this gear." He quickly removed all my clothes. "You're hard as a rock," he observed, fondling my erection. It felt weird having another man paw at me, but in my aroused state, I actually liked it. Wearing flipflops only, I walked barearse naked, with their father's fingers rubbing my knob, up to the rooting lads.
      I had visited their home only once before and now something made sense. All the inside doors had been removed. No secrets. Easy access. I had heard yelling and even screaming before and now I knew the cause.
      Peter pointed, "Don't be shy, mate. My boys really like to suck and fuck. There's a nicely slick arse right there for you. Go ahead, stick it in. Or would you rather be the bottom?" He shoved me toward his sons.
      "Both," I stammered. I knew what he meant.
      Flynn pulled out of his brother, stepped to the side. I stood behind the young boy and looked down at his rear, right where his older brother's cock had just been.
      "Go ahead," ordered their father. "He'll love it."
      "Yeah," Roger chirped. "Stick it in me bum."
      I shook my head, stepped up and pressed the swollen head of my cock between the boy's cheeks. What the fuck was I about to do? When I hesitated, Flynn shoved me in the back and I suddenly pushed all the way into Roger. My shocked dick went in easily. One push and I penetrated deep. It felt unbelievably snug and positively marvelous. I felt Roger's internal muscles clench and clench on me as he started to move. My wife had never, ever, allowed anal sex. For that matter, sex between us had become almost non-existent for years. But now, here it was, I was doing anal for the first time, and doing it with a teenage boy, my neighbour's youngest son. Gay sex. I was not freaked out, and it felt wonderful!
      I would never be the same again.
      "Go ahead," Flynn said to me. "He likes it rough."
      I placed my palms on Roger's hips and, started to shove in and out. Roger grunted with each of my thrusts. "Uh…uh…uh… Fuckin' come on," he snapped. "Give it to me!"
      Right. I grabbed his bony hips and began to pound into him. The intense sensations mounted quickly. It wouldn't take long. I slowed, trying to draw out the feelings and my quickening climax. "Too good," I muttered.
      "Here," I heard Peter say, "see if you like this." He stepped up behind me and took my hips in thick-fingered hands. I stopped and felt his big cock push between my arsecheeks. Stunned, I held still and let him have his way.
      Flynn said, "Dad likes to fuck us when we're fucking each other."
      This was another wonderful fantasy: to be taken over and over by another man or a strong trans. I had dreamed what it would feel like when a real penis fucked into my guts instead of a broom handle. Now here it was and the reality felt far hotter.
      Peter slowly pushed into me. It felt like a huge slug invaded my body. I stood rock still, leaned over Roger, felt all the astonishing sensations, and panted while his father slowly slid his enormous prick up my rectum. This was great!
      When I felt his hips against my rear, he paused and said, "You're fuckin' tight. How does that feel?"
      "Good," I breathed. "Huge. Full."
      "Hurt any?"
      "Barely," I admitted. In fact, there was almost no pain, just the feeling of being stretched and stuffed full. I had no idea I could take that much.
      "Like it?"
      "Love it," I said truthfully, bent over his son.
      "Good. You must be a natural. Here goes, slut."
      He pulled almost out then pushed himself back into me. I let out an explosive breath. I could feel his entire cock slide in and out as he began to fuck, a fabulous carnal feeling. Soon he was fucking me quickly. This caused me to do the same to Roger. My own penis swelled further as it slipped inside the boy's arse. Peter shovelled and something inside my rear began to tingle. It felt as if an orgasm was quickly rising.
      In an attempt to hold off I huffed "Oof! How often do you do this?"
      "All the time," Flynn said.
      "Do you like it, Rog?" I asked. I slid my palms over the youth's bare back while Peter fucked me with short, jabbing strokes.
      "Fuck, yeah."
      "Do you ever get to do it? Get to top?"
      "Yeah. But I like being a cumdump best."
      "You do it with anyone else?"
      "Sure. When me mates or Flynn's mates come over. Or Dad's buddies."
      Their father suddenly slammed into me, knocking my breath out through my nose. "Yeah, he's a right cumdump, Roger is. Flynn, too. I'm getting' there. How're you doin'?"
      "Fuckin' hell, I think you're screwing my prostate," I said. "I'm coming without squirting." My body twisted in pure pleasure as a fluidless orgasm flashed through me. I had never felt anything like it before and it was unbelievable!
      Despite coming, my erection remained hard inside Roger's arse, and I felt as if I could do it again immediately.
      But I felt Peter ram himself against my buttocks, felt his enormous cock swell even further, and felt him begin to pulse inside me. Felt the strong volleys of thick warm fluid as he shot into me, over and over. It triggered my own stronger orgasm. I could no longer hold back. I yelled very loud and shot over and over into the teenage boy.
      "What'd ya scream like that that for?"
      "Better that way," I panted. "Like karate. Yelling and screaming makes it feel stronger. Greater punch."
      "Have to remember that at the next gangbang."
      The weight on my back suddenly lifted. My anus felt empty, my rear cool and exposed. Peter smacked my bum.
      "That your first time, mate?"
      "Yah."
      "Cool. Ready for more?"
      I started to stand up. My legs felt weak. I shook briefly, but I stammered, "Okay."
      "Anyone else want another round with our new slut? He's been broken in."
      Roger levered himself off the car and faced me. He was hard again. Long and thin and straight up. "I want to fuck you."
      "Go ahead," I heard Peter instruct. "Ben, here, is our new fucktoy."
      Roger stood before me, grabbed my arms roughly, and pulled my body against his. For a skinny boy, he was quite strong. Face close, I felt his hot breath then lips on mine then tongue as he tried to lick my own tongue.
      What the hell, I let him, and returned the passionate kiss. My hands descended to his round rump and I felt his hard cock rub against mine.
      He then wrestled me to the dirt. On my back, eager Roger spread my thighs with his hips and knees and proceeded to fill me nicely. Grinning, he pushed up over me and began to fuck me in earnest with long steady strokes and panting breaths. Flynn fell onto his brother. Roger paused while Flynn inserted. And then their father, his fat renewed, stepped between our legs and pushed into his older son. My legs stretched wide, I revelled in the amazing but awkward four-way fuck.
      "He's ours, now. Let's go, boys! Breed him! Knock him up!"
      "You gonna poz him, Dad?"
      "Why not!"
      Three more loads in my butt later, Flynn and Roger took turns sucking and licking me hard again. I felt ready to fuck once more. Instead of being worn out, I was super-charged, energized for the next hit of fantastic, shameless sex in my neighbour's sunny backyard. My rear tingled with only slight soreness. The boys, however, pissed off, literally leaving me with their insatiable father. Peter placed his hands on the old car, arms straight, spread his hairy legs and offered himself to me.
      "I'll teach ya how to bottom, ya old cunt."
      He did.
      He came hands free, too, this time screaming like a banshee.
      Me, too.
      After, as he escorted me back to my home, he said, "My buddies'll be over Saturday night. You can be the slut at the centre of our next gangbang. In fact, come over any time. We have a 'not allowed to say no' policy."
      I nodded and admitted, "Sounds great. Love to." I had loved it. The feeling of their cocks filling my arse still tingled nicely. I had crossed a new line in my life, one I was not about to reject.
      "Applies to you, too, of course. Whatever any of us wants, you have to obey."
      "Sure."
      Late that afternoon, my frumpy wife commented that I seemed in a particularly happy mood and asked what I had done during the day.
      "Hopped over the fence and visited the neighbours," I said. "Turns out we have a hobby in common, so I might be spending more time over there. I'm going over to watch the footy Saturday night." Visions of men taking me raw danced in my new-found wicked imagination.
      "That's nice, dear," she said. "Always good to have a hobby."
      ###
      July 2021 by Hozzel. This is a work of fiction. It is not based on a real event. Or is it? If you liked this scene, if it turned you on, especially if it caused a throbbing response, I would love to hear from you! Always up for email fun, too. Ping me at athenamorgansbox at gmail dot com.
       
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    • By getitright85
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      Chapter 1
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      Chapter 2 to come if you leave comments below encouraging me to continue the story.
       
       
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