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Our Married Neighbour
by Kewtieboy (kewtieboy@hotmail.com)
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Two gay guys find their straight neighbour has more
than a passing interest in their sex lives as it seems
more fun than his! (MMM, 1st-gay-expr, oral, anal,
swing)
***
Being gay in the 21st century in the United Kingdom is
certainly more relaxed that even a few years ago. When
two guys who want to be together are ready they can
"get married" and have all the legal perks that is
entailed. Of course guys have lived together in the
U.K. for years but at last we can feel comfortable
intermixed with the rest of society. That's how I was
with Simon.
We were both 33, both good looking (at least we thought
so) and both earning well. When we saw the house in
suburbia we fell in love. It wasn't some gay man's
dream (i.e. period house full of original features), it
was a straight forward small detached three bedroom
house in modern development with an integral garage and
neighbours who were also all in their thirties only
heterosexual!!
If we stuck out, we didn't notice, and to be honest, we
didn't care. We were just like them in many ways, minus
the kids. We nodded to neighbours as we drove home; we
chatted about the weather and local gossip and got on
with life. The first to speak to us properly were Jeff
and Miriam who lived two houses up from us. I have to
be honest and say that Simon and I had clocked Jeff
already. He was one heck of a gorgeous guy with the
looks of a clothing model. He was around six feet tall,
well built and he gave off a kind of sex appeal in
whatever he did. His dark short hair and six o'clock
shadow only added to that appeal.
I think at this stage I need to confess something.
Simon and I hade been together since we were 23 and had
been legally together for 2 years. I said we were just
like any other married couple which isn't strictly true
as we did like to have a little fun from time to time.
It might be a threesome or two when on holiday, or
meeting with some like minded guy or guys while staying
at home. It certainly added spice to our life and
actually made our relationship stronger. So talking
about Jeff and how hunky he looked was a great time-
passer. Jeff certainly paid attention to himself. He
only wore designer clothes and was always immaculately
groomed whether going to work or digging the garden.
So we enjoyed looking and, to be honest, chatting about
what he might be like in bed, when we needed some
stimulus added to some late night sex romp together. Of
course we were far too nice to be predators, especially
to some sweet married couple. It was far too close to
home for us.
Anyway back to Miriam and Jeff. Miriam was the first.
She came up to me in the front garden one day in the
height of summer and introduced herself properly.
"Hi I feel I really should say hello properly," she
said. "I'm Miriam and you?"
"Oh hi, I'm Stephen but answer to Steve," I replied.
"And your... err... friend?" The hesitation was
noticeable and her face reddened slightly.
"Oh you mean Simon. We both begin with 'S'," I said.
"We don't - he's Jeff," she replied nodding to the
person washing their car. "We're having a few other
couples for a barbeque tomorrow afternoon around 3.00pm
so would you and Simon like to come and meet the
neighbours?"
"Might be an good idea after being here three months,"
I said.
"See you tomorrow," she waved as she walked back to the
hunk stripped to the waist washing the car.
He looked up, wiped his forehead with the back of his
hand, nodded and smiled and my knees gave way. I
couldn't wait to tell Simon.
It took us two hours to dress down enough to look
really cool and smart but still, when we arrived, Jeff
stood there coolly pouring wine, his teeth dazzling us
in the sun, dressed in fabulous Abercrombie and Fitch
from head to foot.
"If he was gay, he'd be a queen," whispered Simon.
"Bitch!" I sneered back and we both stifled a giggle.
Jeff strode across as soon as he saw up and tried to
pull both our right arms out of their sockets with a
manly hand shake before we made the introductions. We
were then taken around the assembled group of some
twenty or so people and introduced. Most were in their
thirties or forties and all upwardly mobile. Jeff was
by far the most handsome though there were a couple of
quite pretty things including the 18 year old son of
the oldest couple there, who gave us a very curious
look which verged on a Gaydar signal!!
Miriam loved us. She fussed over us, she chatted with
us, and she dragged us around everyone all over again.
Within two hours she was asking advice on her interior
decoration (why do straights think that every gay has a
decorator gene just waiting to be exploited?). The
décor was stunning and far in excess of anything we
could have done.
"It was mainly Jeff's ideas," she said. We both looked
at each other, eyebrows raised.
Two things came out of that afternoon. Miriam and Jeff
became our closest neighbours and hardly a day went by
that we weren't in their house or Miriam was in ours
and we managed to have a very embarrassing afternoon
two weeks later with young David, the 18 year old who
on the pretext of offering inexpensive gardening
services, inveigled his way into our house one Saturday
afternoon and through the process of sitting with his
legs open so we could see clearly up his shorts (no
underwear), then a visit to our toilet where he left
the door open and started to masturbate openly, we
decided to put him out of his misery and stripped him
naked, threw him on the bed, then as Simon fed his cock
to him, I took his cock in my mouth and was rewarded
with a stream of thin teenage ejaculate.
The session lasted under ten minutes and young David
was down the driveway two minutes after that. I think
he thought he had seduced us because he kept well away
after that.
As the four-way friendship developed, the fact that we
were a 'couple' became less of a secret. We didn't
"come out" as such but the information more or less
"leaked out."
Before long the gay innuendoes from Jeff followed. They
were never offensive and we gave back as good as we
got. They had no children which we found strange in a
couple who were in their early thirties but we didn't
discuss it initially. Miriam did say that they had
tried and failed and they had had tests which, apart
from a slightly lower than normal sperm count in Jeff,
didn't explain why there were no babies yet.
They were going to try "other methods" soon but in the
meantime, sex had become more of a routine than fun.
All this leaked out over a few conversations with
Miriam usually with a glass of wine in hand.
Jeff started to 'flirt' a bit more with us. Not for a
minute was this "I want to go to bed with you"
flirting, but more the "I want you to find me
attractive so that I can have the satisfaction of
telling my mates you fancy me," kind of flirting. I got
the feeling he would enjoy telling the other guys at
the estate agency where he worked that the gays next
door were keen to get into his pants. Sadly, we were,
but were not going to let on to him, plus we had too
much respect for Miriam, even if he was ever to come on
to us.
The next phase with Jeff, when we didn't rise to his
bait, was to be stripped to the waist, band of Armani
briefs showing above his trouser/jeans waist band (if
there is something that gets my juices going then
that's it). Still we ignored it.
One Friday after dinner, and Miriam's retiral to bed, a
slightly drunk Jeff asked us what we did.
"What do you mean, what do we do?" I asked.
"You know, in bed," he asked boldly.
"What do you think we do?" I threw back at him. "What
do you and Miriam do?" I asked.
"Not enough," he said.
A silence ensued.
"I'd like to know what gays do in bed?" he continued.
"Surely you can guess some of it?" I said to him.
"Who takes it up the bum, you or Simon? He said.
"Jeesus! You're getting personal," I retorted.
"Sorry, I just felt we knew each other by now."
I said, "At the moment it's not really something I want
to talk about to strangers."
I think we was offended and slightly miffed so he went
on to tell us about the baby thing and the sperm count
and the fact that they had not been having as much sex,
partly because Miriam had slightly lost interest, but
so had he. He did say that he couldn't ever look for
another woman as he couldn't two-time her. I was
pleased to hear it.
It was well after 2.30 am when we finished our fourth
bottle of Chablis that night. Jeff looked over at us,
sitting together on the couch opposite and said, "Are
you still doing things regularly?"
I answered that one and told him we were.
"How do you keep it interesting?"
Simon gave me "the look" and I just smiled and said,
"This and that."
We were all very mellow when Jeff again said, "What do
you actually do?"
Simon suddenly said, "We fuck, where we can find a hole
to fuck, just like you and Miriam, except we have the
flexibility of taking turn around."
Jeff absorbed that one and we both noticed him
adjusting the front of his jeans. He was turned on.
"Don't you ever look at anyone else?" he asked.
"All the time," I coolly responded.
"Don't you get jealous of each other then?" he
continued.
"Not if we share the person we both fancy," I answered
without actually thinking.
The ensuing reaction and detailed questioning became
rather embarrassing as I tried some damage limitation,
suggesting it was only an isolated time or two.
He still let out an amazed, "Wow, you sluts!" a smile
widening across his face.
It was time to go so we made our excuses and left.
A lot of conversation followed between us, about Jeff.
We decided he was just a little lost and randy and was
seeking solace in people close to him. We decided it
was Miriam we should feel sorry for. We could not even
pursue Jeff's curiosity out of respect for her.
That was until the day I saw the plumber back at Miriam
and Jeff's house for the second time that week. When I
saw her, I asked if they had some problems and she said
it was a leak in the bathroom. Strangely, when I asked
Jeff if they had managed to get the leak sorted, he
said it had been repaired three weeks previously. The
plumber next visit the following Monday, started to
raise my curiosity. Sometimes working from home can be
a curse!
I walked out and around to the back of the house, then
down the service lane and, sure enough, their bedroom
curtains were almost closed. As I looked again from
behind a tree, a hunky, hairy plumber, naked to the
waist, reached up and closed them fully. Miriam was
getting her satisfaction elsewhere.
When I told Simon, he smiled and said, "That changes
the rules doesn't it?" His wicked grin suggested we
should, perhaps, push Jeff's curiosity.
Of course nothing did happen. I didn't see the
plumber's van again though I did see a dark saloon car
parked near her house and what looked like the same guy
going inside, on a couple of other occasions. Miriam
seemed much perkier than usual but, having seen the
plumber, I would have been perkier if he had been
sticking his cock into me on a regular basis. Jeff was
happier because Miriam was happier and we weren't going
to spill the beans.
Jeff heard that we had been using a gym in the town
centre and said he was thinking of moving to it. We
arranged for a guest pass and he came with us. After
our exercises I was aware, in the showers, that Jeff
was taking an interest in me while I soaped. Simon was
already getting dressed.
We showered alongside each other and Jeff suddenly
said, "Do you take Simon or the other way around?"
I was slightly taken aback but told him that I usually
took Simon.
"He seems well blessed so how can you get it all inside
you?" he continued while washing away quite
nonchalantly.
"Patience and experience," I said. "I can take a lot
bigger than Simon if I have to."
Jeff looked down at his cock and cupped his hands under
his balls to make it rise up. "Even this, if you had
to?"
"Particularly that if I had to," I said smiling.
"Slut," he said with a smile and changed the
conversation around to whether we should go for drink
afterwards.
We ended up in a semi-gay bar where many local gays met
for a drink on weekday evenings. The gayness wasn't
that obvious so we weren't troubled at taking Jeff.
After a few pints, Jeff went to the toilet and I
updated Simon on the conversation in the showers. When
Jeff returned, he sat down with a smirk on his face.
"Christ you gays are well blessed," he said. "The guy
next to me at the urinals flashed a fucking massive
dick at me, brick hard as well. Nice to see I can pull
both sexes." He looked over at me and said," And I bet
you would have had problems taking his cock up your
arse." He then nodded to the guy coming out of the
toilets.
I looked across at the attractive thirty-something
coming out and smiled as I glanced over at Simon, then
Jeff and said, "I have!"
Jeff spluttered, "You two are just too much."
The odd innuendo on evening sessions with him and
Miriam was all that followed. We saw little further
evidence of Miriam's plumber fling but her constant
good nature suggested he was still keeping her happy
and Jeff, from what he said, was still not getting
enough.
A hen party for one of Miriam's old schoolmates took
her to Dublin for three nights and prompted a
suggestion from Jeff that we have a wild lad's weekend
at home. His emphasis at the two words "wild" and
"lads" suggested to me that he wanted to tease his
sexuality further.
Simon was a bit awkward at first. "What happens if we
end up naked in bed with him? And then what happens
afterwards?"
"You know Simon," I said, "I'm so fucking hot to have
his cock in me that I don't fucking care."
"Randy cunt," he said with a smile.
Night one, Friday, went as most drunken lad's night do
and we ended up, after a pub crawl, back at ours. All
slouched on relevant couches and talking about life. We
found out that Jeff had gone to a well heeled boarding
school and he told us that, though there were many
"faggots" he had never indulged as it hadn't been his
scene. After a suitably long and embarrassed silence he
then told us, his attitude had changed. In what way, we
didn't know!
"How many guys have fucked you?" he suddenly asked me.
"Don't know, probably around 60," I said.
"Holy shit," he responded.
"How many guys have you fucked?" he asked Simon.
"Around 60," he said, "but I have sex with many more
whom I haven't fucked."
"Jeesus Christ and here's me thinking having 10 women
was amazing and daring. I'm missing out somewhere and
certainly now when Miriam thinks sex is a once a month
thing!" he said.
He started to ask a few more personal questions about
how I kept it clean for fucking and both Simon and I
got a very clear feeling that that was one of his
aversions had clearly been swept away. At around 1.00am
he clambered to his feet and said he was horny and
going to bed and with that, he stumbled out of the
door, leaving Simon and I with brick hard erections and
the need for some quick mutual masturbation.
He invited himself for supper the following night and
though we did not want to push him towards sex (and
suffer recriminations when his guilty conscience kicked
in), we were determined to be slightly more proactive
and responsive to his questions this time.
After dinner, beer and wine, we ended up in an almost
identical scenario on the couches. Jeff nursed a Remy
Martin and pointed out that he had had to wank twice
the previous night.
"Miriam's away and you two can fuck each other whereas
all I have is this," he said holding up his right hand.
"Oh poor Jeff. If we had known, we would have helped
you," I said.
"Yeh a real dick in you would have made you less
cocky," he slurred.
"Did you fuck last night?" he then asked quietly.
"Yes," Simon lied, "he took my cock right in him and I
shot gallons of cum up his arse."
We both saw the lump grow in Jeff's jeans and he made
no attempt to cover it.
"I bet that looked awesome," he said. "I would love to
see you at it."
Silence ensued.
"Have you ever done it in front of someone?" he asked.
"Yes and also in a group," said Simon.
"Fucking Hell... I don't suppose...?" his voice faded.
"Don't suppose what Jeff. What is it you want to see?
What do you want us to do Jeff? Tell us?" I blurted the
words out.
"No it's pervy," he said. Then he quietly continued
with, "I just thought it would be awesome to see you
two actually doing it. At school, I never had any of
the faggots but sometimes I could hear them having each
other after lights out and I used to lie in bed and
quietly wank, wondering what faggots actually did. I
would try to time cumming to when I heard them groaning
and I knew they were cumming too but I never did
anything else."
"We do something, you don't cast it up and you don't go
all saintly on us because it's you asking us and not us
faggots asking you." I actually spat the word 'faggot'
out as it was the one he had used throughout.
"Would you, honestly? Fucking Ace! It would so turn me
on and, you never know, I might even get excited enough
to do something if you would let me."
I quietly thought, "That's what we're hoping too."
We were already well-prepared for sex on the off
chance, so when Simon took me and started kissing me as
we stood in front of Jeff, I was horny as Hell. Simon
was breathing heavily, his tongue down my throat and
his hands all over me. He pulled my t-shirt out and
lifted it up to suck my nipples. It was pulled over my
head and he unclipped my belt. I pulled Simon's top off
to bring his to the same state of undress as I was.
We had choreographed well with shoes and socks being
discarded next. Simon knelt in front of me and unzipped
my jeans. He opened them discreetly pulled down the
front of my white Armani's and took my cock in his
mouth, ensuring that Jeff couldn't see it.
Jeff was wriggling on the sofa trying hard to see my
cock but Simon ensured his mouth covered it all. Jeff
was openly gripping his very visible erection. My jeans
slipped to my ankles on their own and Simon stood up
and slipped off his own, leaving us both naked except
for white briefs. Our cocks were both straining.
"It would help us both, if you relaxed and felt free to
expose your own cock," said Simon.
Jeff grunted a non-committal response which sounded
like, "maybe."
Simon pushed me to my knees on the edge of the sofa in
a doggy position and pulled my briefs down to expose my
arse. He buried his mouth into me and started to lick
me out. His tongue entered me and I had to grip my own
cock and stroke gently as I was so horny. My briefs
were removed and Simon rolled me out, flat on the
floor, my six inches sticking proudly and firmly
straight upwards. He slid his mouth fully over it,
slipping the foreskin back as he did so then licking
down to lick my balls.
The sharp outtake of breath made me look over to see
Jeff's jeans around his thighs along with his blue
boxers and a very sizeable erection in his hand. Simon
saw it too.
"Don't you dare fucking cum until we're done and we
don't fancy fucking in front of a spent audience, ok?"
said Steve.
"Don't worry," said Jeff, "I can spin it out for hours.
"Just long enough to fuck me," I thought.
Simon pulled off his briefs and sat astride me, defying
natural law by trying to push his extremely hard cock
downwards and into my mouth. I sat up and engulfed the
head. His sweet tasting pre-cum assailed my taste buds
and left a trail from my mouth each time it slipped
out.
"Some size of a cock Simon," said Jeff, nodding in the
direction of Simon's eight inches.
He was right, of course. One thing I loved was Simon's
big cock which more than satisfied my desire for size
of cock, if not for quantity of cocks! By now, Simon
had slid down over my prone body and was sucking my
dick again while I lay back, my hands behind my head.
Jeff had pulled his jeans and shorts off and was
stroking his cock on the sofa.
"Would anyone suck mine?" I heard him say.
"Bring it here," I said as he rose from the sofa to
kneel facing the top of my head, placing his balls on
my face and his wonderful cock, at last, entered my
mouth.
It was smaller that Simon's in length but the width,
that wonderful width. It was almost a rectangle, so
bulk was it's width to length ratio. I figured he was
just short of seven inches but so, so thick. He, too
had foreskin, as did Simon and I, and the skin had
peeled partially back to reveal the pink head like a
flower waiting to blossom. My tongue was in behind his
skin and the faint musky smell of man hit me. He had
obviously been clean earlier but his few trips to
relieve himself had left a trace of manliness which was
addictive. I giggled inwardly when I thought of the
number of cock washes Simon and I had done that night
"just in case."
"That's fucking brilliant," he said as I used my
expertise to get him hotter still. "You're the first
guy to touch my cock and certainly the first to suck
it."
Simon leaned upwards and shared Jeff's cock with me.
Both out mouths shared licking the sides and we took
turns in sucking it in its entirety. I then took to
ball-licking. His hairy balls were bigger and heavier
than Simon's as they lay on my face and my tongue
enjoyed exploring them.
"Let me see Steve being fucked," he said. "I so want to
see a guy being fucked."
I so wanted to let him see be being fucked too!
Simon decided on doggy fashion. I knelt on all fours as
he lubricated my arse slowly. Jeff knelt to my side
watching his every move. Simon handed him the lube and
pointed to my arse. Jeff squirted some on his finger
and gently worked first one, then two fingers into my
arse. I was in Heaven.
"That is awesome," said Jeff.
Simon handed Jeff the lubricant and asked him to spread
it on his cock. After a moment's hesitation, he did. We
didn't use condoms with each other so this was going to
be a bareback entry. Simon persuaded Jeff to slide
under me, his head between my legs and a perfect view
of entry. This meant I had full access to his wonderful
thick cock with my mouth. Simon slowly entered me to a
chorus of gasps from Jeff. I wasn't sure if it was what
he was seeing or what I was doing to his cock with my
mouth.
It must have looked amazing to him to see Simon's big
cock slide fully in and out of my hole, pulling the
flesh around my ring with it on each exit and back in
with each entry. He held my hips as he thrust in and
out and I gave Jeff's cock a full service with my
mouth, slowing when I felt him head for climax and
speeding up when he wasn't. He was shuddering with
excitement.
Simon and I stayed locked with Jeff's cock in my mouth,
for a round 5 minutes before Simon withdrew his cock
and stood up. "You now, Jeff," he said.
"I've never... I don't know if I..." he spluttered his
half hearted excuses for NOT doing it.
"For Christ's sake, fuck me!" I said.
Like a meek lamb, he crawled behind me where Simon
handed him a condom, took his cock in hand and lubed
it, before taking the opened condom back and gently
rolling over his thick dick. He then lubed the latex
covered flesh and aimed it at my hole with his own hand
(something that always turned him on). Jeff took my
hips in hand and started to push in. I felt my arse
really stretch with this monster and it took about four
attempts before the head of it reached the point of no
return and he slid into my arse.
As this thick tube made its way upwards, it almost took
my breath away. It felt at though it was never going to
stop and even though I had been finger stretched and
cock stretched, it was still quite a colossal amount of
man flesh to take.
"Oh my God, oh my God," he kept saying as his upwards
thrust was replaced with its first pull back and the
real fucking began.
It was one Hell of a fucking. Jeff had been holding
back for some time I think, as he really threw all
caution to the wind. He gripped my hips so hard I had
bruising for a few days afterwards, and he started
hammering at my arse.
Simon was attempting to rim him as he did it but such
was the speed of his fucking that I felt sure he would
get a broken nose if he kept up the attempt. Everything
was ignored by Jeff except whatever sensations was
powering up his cock and I knew he was going to shoot
his load inside me.
His orgasm was almost frightening and if his wife had
been at home she would have heard it two houses away.
When he came, the thrusts were violent probes, with
second-short silences before another two, or three
short thrusts inside my arse. He slid off and rolled on
to his back, his cock still erect and the condom, its
exceptionally full load, dragging the sac at the top to
the side. He left it there, looking lusciously sexy as
Simon, once more entered me.
There is nothing Simon loves more than fucking my well
fucked bum so his onslaught didn't last too long. I
gripped my own cock and jerked it a few times waiting
for Simon's orgasm which was quick and explosive. His
warm spurts of cum jetted into me giving me that
wonderful warm feeling only a healthy load of sperm can
give. When he finished, I rolled on to my back and
finished myself off spraying a healthy coating of my
own seed straight into Jeff's shocked face.
"Another first for him," I thought.
There was little embarrassment afterwards and in fact
we stayed naked for some time and Jeff let me suck him
off later which was a lot more leisurely and extremely
selfish and enjoyable. He stayed the night and slept
between us and we had another, non-fucking session in
the morning.
"Where does this leave me now?" he said over breakfast.
"That's easy," I said. "You're a married man with a
lovely wife who loves some man sex now and then and can
get it on tap when he fancies it."
"Mmm, that's sounds about right," he said.
END
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