The Neighborhood

I stood by the window as I rubbed my ass hole and jacked off. I wasn’t fingering my ass, but just rubbing it. I had never felt this dirty, this horny or hungry for sex. I always thought of myself as a top but in that moment I just didn’t care… I was craving any type of gay sex, any. I was praying for anything, or should I say: anyone. I had the sudden urge to spit and I did so right on my penis. It almost felt like someone else was jacking me off which intensified my desires. I was so wrapped up in my game and my thoughts of different hot and cute boys feeding me their dicks and reciprocating that I didn’t notice my class mate and neighbor from behind playing with a friend outside. I had thought to close all the blinds but this window didn’t have any. I finally spotted the two boys and started thinking. They weren’t the hottest guys and hung out with the group who I considered to be rejects but not geeks, like “cool” and “loosers” in their own way. I had never thought about them in a sexual way. In fact, I didn’t find them very attractive, but my hormones kicked in and my lust and hornyness made me see them in a whole new light. I eyeballed them down as I continued my fun, oblivious to the fact that they would see me if they only just turned my way. They were throwing the football. 

My neighbor, the tall one, had black hair flipped up in front droupy eyes and an above average sized mouth. He was tall and lean. He wore a polo shirt and blue jeans which he wore above his ass. He looked pretty hot at that moment. 

His friend was a bit smaller. He was also a bit chubbier. He had black buzzed cut hair and a rounder face than my neighbor. He was wearing a red t-shirt and blue jeans like his friend, only he wore them a bit lower than him. 

I stood there at the window fantisizing about them with my dick in my right hand and my left hand around back rubbing between my ass cheeks. All of a sudden, the larger one, Philippe his name was, dropped the ball in my direction. My heart skipped a beat as he looked towards the house. He picked it up and threw it back to my neighbor, Alex. After a few more throws, Philippe approached Alex. It looked like he was giving route information to him so I didn’t think twice. They resumed passing the ball only they shifted a bit and Alex was facing my house. I decided that was too risky and, after a few seconds, moved out of the way. I sat on my couch and resumed my rubbing, pulling both knees up to my chest. A few seconds later, I heard someone knock at my patio door. I quickly pulled up my pyjama pants and underwear and went to the window. I peaked out to see who it was. It was Alex and Philippe. I took a few seconds to catch my breath and wipe some sweat off and decided to play it cool. I openned the door and looked at them puzzled. 

“Hey, were you just jacking off to us?” Alex asked bluntly. 

Damn they had seen me. I decided I would just deny it. 

“What?! What the fuck kind of a question was that?” I half yelled. 

They both looked at me with a small smirk, not believing me. 

“We saw you, in the window. So, you’re gay?” Philippe spoke up. 

Fuck, they really know. Wait a second, who asks that question that calmly after witnessing what they saw, I wondered. 

“No.” I denied again. 

“So you were starring at us as you masturbated cause you thought we were girls?” Alex asked sarcasticly. 

My mind raced for a response. I would have to kill some time before I can get a good response. 

“No” I said. 

“So what?” Alex asked. 

Quick, Jason. Think of something. 

“I’m… Ugh… Bisexual, ya… Bisexual.” I said thinking it sounded better than gay. “Bi curious I’d say actually.” I continued. 

“Oh…” 

“Wait” I cut him off. “You’re not gonna tell anyone are you?” I asked with a pleading expression. 

The two teens looked at each other frouned and turned back towards me. 

“That depends.” Alex started. 

“Ya it depends, on what you’re willing to do.” Philippe finished for him. 

My heart climbed into my throat. I was right, they wanted me. I didn’t really find them attractive, but I was still in the faze where I would have sex with anything that moved and I was ready to lose my virginity, no matter who took it. 

I started untying my pyjama bottoms when Alex interrupted me. 

“Wait before you do that let’s set up some ground rules… and let’s go inside where it’s more private.” 

I stepped aside and let them in. I closed the door, locked it and lowered the blinds. 

“Ok. We won’t tell anyone that you’re gay or whatever if you have sex with us and do whatever we tell you. If you have any objections or things you’d like to try, feel free to run them by us and we’ll make the final decision. Aggreed?” Alex said in the privacy of my kitchen. 

I answered with a simple nod of my head. 

“Good now, let’s get on with it.” Alex said. 

He grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. I felt his half erect dick trapped in his pants. He unbuckled his belt before my eyes and threw it on the ground. He undid his jeans and pulled them down a bit, just enough for his member to be free. He was wearing gray boxer briefs under his tight blue jeans. He pulled those down a bit untill his cock was really free. It popped out and bounced around in front of my eyes and caused my dick to spring back up. It was a pretty good size, about 6″, and was uncircumsized. He cleared his throat and, when I looked at him, he made a slight gesture with his head for me to go on. I tentitively grabbed the dick and jacked it up and down a couple times. Alex let out a sigh as though he’d been waiting a long time for this. I bent down, staying on my two feet, and kissed the tip of his penis. It was salty and I kinda liked it. I pulled the skin back, examining it, and than let go before placing the now fully erect member between my lips. I knew I wasn’t good at sucking dicks because I wasn’t able to take a lot of them before I started gagging. I had tried with different objects like bananas but could only get 3″ at max. I still very much enjoyed the taste and feeling when it was only 3″ but when I started trying to put more, I didn’t like it as much. I sucked, sticking to my 3″, as Philippe went behind me and started groping my ass. To my surprise, it actually felt good. He started spanking me on each cheek, which stinged a bit but wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, at the moment. I let out little moans, half from pain half to give him the satisfaction and pleasure. I started exploring Alex’s balls and crotch with my hands. He had a bit of hair around the base of the shaft but the rest was pretty smoothe. I cupped his balls and squeezed as he moaned slightly, obviously enjoying his first blowjob. He put his hand on my forehead and gave a slight push hinting me to get off. I released the throbbing penis and stood back up inturrupting the groping of Philippe’s hands. 

He hinted at my pyjama bottoms and I understood what he wanted right away. Philippe came back around to my front to see the view. I slowly finished untying my bottoms and than grabbed the waist band on each side of me. I slowly pulled down, revealing my white briefs, and let them fall in a pile around my ankles. They both stood there starring at the bulge in my underwear for a few seconds. I noticed that Alex’s dick was still very much erect and was throbbing more than ever. Alex approached me and wrapped his arms around me. He hugged me in close. I felt his dick rub up against mine as one of his hands made its way down my back and rested on my ass. We looked into eachother’s eyes for a moment and than he leaned in. His lips came in contact with mine and I felt his tongue burst thru mine. He started grinding up against me as we kissed, rubbing his dick on my brief covered crotch.