Culdesac – 3 Jack

Culdesac – 3 Jack

Jack lived around the block from the culdesac. Their family’s fence backed up to Stan and George’s. He had jerked off watching through the fence as George serviced Stan around the pool. But each time his family was invited to the block party in the culdesac he turned shy and embarrassed. His life turned a sharp corner when he met another guy at the community college in one of their classes.

Jack had been taking classes since graduating from high school. One day he met another young man and they hit it off, riding their bikes, going to the movies, grabbing burgers after school. A couple months later his new friend surprised him by kissing his cheek. Jack surprised himself by kissing him back, on the lips.

Since then they have been quietly getting together and swapping spit and playing with each other. Jack began to understand why he was so turned on by Stan and George’s exploits. Now he had a man of his own. It turned him on when he thought about the two of them together. He wanted to take it to the next step, get more physical but again he shied away from bringing it up with his new friend. He wanted some courage. He needed some guidance.

Sunday morning there was a knock at the door. Stan answered the door and there stood young Jack. Stan played coy and smiled, “Won’t you come in… Jack. Right?” George stuck his head around the corner from the kitchen. His ears caught the name and wanted to verify his hunch. It was Jack from the back fence. A smirk came over George’s face. George remembered seeing Jack watching through the fence. George had put on a show a couple times hoping for… but nothing developed. Until now.

Stan led him to the living room, offered him a soda and a seat. Then he poured himself a drink and sat down. George was there in an instant with a serving tray, a can of soda and a glass. The glass was poured, handed to Jack and just as quickly George vanished. Stan looked over his glass as he took a sip, eyeing his guest, “So, Jack. What brings you to our humble abode?” Jack fumbled with his soda and blushed. After a minute of silence Stan tested the water, “Let me guess. This is about a relationship.” Jack took a gulp of his soda and coughed. Stan was on to something, “A girlfriend? No wait, a boyfriend!”

Jack nervously fumbled with his soda, “It’s embarrassing. I know it shouldn’t be…” Stan felt like this had just happened. “Let me guess… you’ve met a boy you like and he likes you. Now what?” Jack nodded his head with his eyes turned down. He knew having a boyfriend was different. He couldn’t just tell his family. They kept it quiet like they had to hide. Jack was blushing. It seemed so hard to let it out. Stan listened to his story patiently and sipped his drink. George’s ears were burning as he tried to listen from the kitchen

“First thing you need to do is get over it.” Stan quipped. He looked down his nose as he took another sip from his drink. Jack looked Stan in the eyes, “What do you mean?” and swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry and tight, “How do you do it… you know?” Stan kept his eye contact with Jack and gave him his best ‘Wise Man’ face. He let Jack take a breath. The silence made Young Jack wonder what words of wisdom he might hear.

“You need to stop taking yourself so seriously. If you want something, you only need to ask.” Stan paused there and sipped his drink giving Jack a chance to consider his words then continued, “You made it to our front door. You came inside. We’re not going to bite if you say the wrong thing.” George came from the kitchen with a tray of cookies, offered Jack one then kissed Stan on the lips. Long and hard. That should get the proverbial juices flowing, and some other juices as well. He didn’t need to see if Jack was watching. George knew better.

Jack had seen them before through the fence and thought about his friend and what he wanted to know, “Yes. I have a boyfriend.” George pulled away and smiled at Stan. Stan spanked George on the ass as he walked away. Then he turned back to watch as Jack spied George as he walked by, “Have you kissed him?” Jack cleared his throat, turned back to Stan, blinked, “Yes.” Stan paused again giving Jack plenty of room to get his thoughts out.

“We’ve kissed a lot. And touched each other’s… you know.” The room got quiet. Stan leaned forward in his seat, “Have you given him a blowjob?” Jack smiled through his bright red blush, “No!” Stan sat back in his chair, “But you want to. Don’t you?” Again Jack smiled responding nervously, “Yes…” George reappeared with a fresh can of soda and made a face for only Stan to see. A face like, ‘Wow, another one!? What next?’ Stan was thinking the same as it seems they had become the sexual advisors for the culdesac.

Stan spanked George on the ass and sent him back to the kitchen. “So, what can we do to help?” Stan sat back in his chair and nibbled on a cookie. Jack fumbled with his soda, “Can you show me… I mean how to… you know.” George’s voice came from the kitchen, “I think the words Young Jack is looking are, Suck and Cock.” then he came out to squat next to Stan’s chair. His eyes wide anticipating the next steps in what he expected would be the lesson. Jack’s face turned red and he tried to hide a queer smile that despite his efforts crept across his face. He looked at them and swallowed hard, “Yeah.” George looked at Stan with a smile. He couldn’t believe their luck.

“Have you ever seen someone do it before? Pictures? Videos online? Parents? Neighbors? Anything?” Stan knew he had, but wondered if Young Jack would cop to his voyeurism. “Yes. I’ve seen it…” Jack turned his eyes down and went silent. He wasn’t going to. Not yet. So Stan ever the leader took charge, “Show me what you know.” Jack’s mouth fell open, “Wha… huh? I… Now… Me?” Stan looked pathetically at Jack, “If you want our help you can’t be shy. We aren’t going to steer you wrong. You need to be willing to try whatever we suggest.” Stan turned to George, “George, blowjob.” George smiled at Jack and turned to slide between Stan’s legs.

He opened Stan’s pants and pulled out his soft member. Quietly he murmured, “This seems very familiar.” Stan smiled and just stared at Jack who was staring at George as he kissed and sucked the big head of Stan’s cock. It began to get longer, thicker, stiffer under George’s care. Jack squirmed in his seat as Stan’s growing cock sunk into George’s mouth. He had seen this before but never this close. Stan watched Jack’s face for subtle signals, “See how George likes to do it? See how eager George is? Doesn’t it look like he really wants me to be happy?” Jack was dazed and tried to nod, yes. “Now you show me what you would do. Thank you George.”

George sighed and kissed the head of Stan’s now hardening member. Then he got up, winked at Jack saying, “Give it a taste. You’re going to love it.” then headed to the back bedroom and disappeared. George knew what was going to happen next and wants to be prepared. Stan just looked at Jack. Jack was wide eyed and panting, his tongue practically hanging from his mouth. He couldn’t believe how close they had been. He’d watched them through the fence before at a distance. But this was front row and erotic to say the least.

Stan could see it in Jack’s eyes. He’d watched this act before. Then Stan pointed to his stiff member, “Well… do you want to give it a try?” Right on queue Jack said, “Shouldn’t we start by kissing?” George was ready and appeared from the back of the house before Stan could speak. “George. Make-out session.” George had prepared for this and when he kissed Jack he pushed his tongue through Jack’s tight jaw passing something into his mouth. Jack could taste a sweet taste and wondered if that was the flavor of Stan’s cock. He thought about kissing his friend and tried to relax. He noticed George’s lips were hot and moist. Probably from sucking cock and Young Jack felt suddenly flush from the realization.

But he didn’t think about it for long. George’s kiss sunk in, Jack melted and kissed him back with eager lips and heavy breath. His head went blank as he and George kissed. He sighed into George’s mouth and George ran his hand over Jack’s trim chest and down to his crotch. “Thank you George. That’ll be enough for now.” George pulled away but left his hand on Jack’s crotch.

“That’s enough… for now.” Stan repeated calmly, sternly. George reluctantly pulled away and eyed Stan as he disappeared down the hall again. Stan knew George was using great restraint. Jack wondered what Stan had meant by ‘for now.’ Stan raised his eye brows, “Is that better?” Jack was now clearly excited, a lump had formed in his pants after George’s caring touch. His eyes drifted back to reality and saw Stan pointing at the stiff member sticking from his pants. Jack cautiously shifted closer as he worked up his courage, “This isn’t cheating, is it?”

Stan thought to himself, ‘How predictable.’ Jack’s eyes were transfixed on the slick head of his cock. He was too eager to wait for an answer. Young Jack dropped to his knees and moved closer putting his hand on Stan’s shaft. He looked up with wanton eyes, “What do I do?” Stan smiled at him knowing he was ready to start, “Just lick it a little and get used to the taste.” Jack didn’t need to hear any more instruction. He was already leaning forward and put the whole head into his mouth. He had watched George do this many times and Jack had imagined what to do. Now he finally had a chance to try it himself.

The sweet flavor he tasted when George kissed him was beginning to tingle in his mouth. The cock tasted sweet just like the kiss. His lips tingled, his tongue felt numb. Jack was so excited he lost his train of thought for a minute. He tried to remember how he’d watched George suck on Stan’s cock before. What did he do before he started bobbing up and down and sucking. Jack rolled his tongue around the head. It tasted good, it felt good. Stan was encouraging, “Very good. You must like the taste of that.” Young Jack took the encouragement well and started sucking with abandon. Stan was right, he did like the taste of it.