The Girl Next Door
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The arrival of our new neighbours was a source of great excitement, especially for me. Our family had adored the old couple, who had been our neighbours for longer than I could remember. In a street that was devoid of teenagers, especially other males, it excited me that I would finally have guys around my age of eighteen that I could befriend.
The agent who sold the house also told us that a father and his twin sons would be moving in. From the information given to us, it appeared that the father was a divorced man with two seventeen-year-old boys.
On the day of their arrival, there was a hive of activity next door as all the unloading took place. Without staring too blatantly, I was, however, determined to have a good look at the new neighbours, and what an eyeful that turned out to be.
They looked like two marine recruits with a seasoned drill sergeant. They were big, strong-looking guys, with the father the heftier of the three. They all had blond, brush-cut hairstyles and appeared to have handsome faces. It was as if a macho wonderland had moved in next door to us.
During that day, my mother baked cookies for the new arrivals as a welcome to the neighbourhood gesture. Later that day, as things next door quietened down, dad and I got instructed to become the welcoming committee, with a box of beautifully wrapped biscuits. I was elated at the prospect of seeing the new neighbours up close.
As we stood in the open doorway next door, I went weak at the knees as I observed the alpha trio in their entrance area.
Let me firstly deal with formalities by informing you that they were the Mackenzie family. Doug was the father, and his two sons were Dougal and Angus. From their body language, it was clear that there was a definite pecking order. Doug was, obviously, the top dog. The older and more gregarious of the twins was Dougal, and he was second in command. Angus was the runt of the litter and was shy.
Doug was a builder, and his two boys would be attending a technical college close by, not being academically minded, as Doug promptly informed us.
It was also apparent that the family were wrestling fans and participated in the sport. Although Doug was no longer active, he had two impressively puffy wrestler’s ears. Dougal was not far behind his dad in the ear department, but Angus, the less enthusiastic wrestler of the two boys, had got off lightly with only slight puffiness.
My dad and I got an immediate demonstration of Doug’s authority when after handing over the box of cookies, Dougal tore the box open. Doug then gave him a clip on the ear and told him to behave like a human being.
“Put the cookies in the kitchen for later,” Doug sternly scolded before Dougal skulked off in that direction.
Amusingly, when Dougal returned to join us, he was trying to swallow like crazy as he wiped his mouth off.
Not wanting to be a nuisance, my dad quickly mentioned that we should be on our way.
“It was great to meet you, Gary, and you, Peter,” Doug said, addressing us. “Oh, Gary,” Doug added, as he looked at my dad once more, “If my boys are any bother, just tell me and I will sort them out.”
As we got home, my dad looked at me and said, “Jeez, Peter, I wouldn’t like to get on the wrong side of that lot.”
Much as I agreed with my father, the trio from next door had made my heart beat like never before.
As my father now sat glued to the television, and my mother was busy in the kitchen, I stood on our back veranda, lost in the reverie of the testosterone dreamland that had moved in next door. As I stood there, I heard splashing from next door and knew the beefy trio was swimming.
I now became possessed about seeing them. We had a six-foot-high wooden fence between our properties, and I decided to inspect it for possible cracks that would allow my voyeuristic cravings to get nourished. Fortunately, there were a lot of shrubs in our garden that mostly screened the fence, and so this would obscure me from my parent’s vision, should they move outdoors.
As I commenced scanning the fence, as if by a miracle, I came upon a crack at least two-inches wide. As I peered through, I was delighted to find that I had a panoramic view of the entire pool. Elated, I now watched the three men splashing around in the pool.
A few minutes later, they all got out of the pool and started towelling off. To my further delight, they were all wearing speedos. I love speedos, and there is no better purveyor of cock size than a speedo. Magically, all three men did not disappoint in this regard.
As I had suspected, the father was bulkier than his two sons and even had a slight paunch. His gut, however, did not detract from his magnificent frame. They were three hot fuckin’ studs.
As they were going about their business, I commenced tugging on my knob, once I had glanced behind me to make sure that I stayed hidden from parental sight.
By the time the three had disappeared back inside their home, I had supplied the ground with protein fertilizer.
That night as I lay in bed, I could not get the vision of the swimming pool extravaganza out of my mind. After shooting two more loads, I finally drifted off to sleep.
The following day, Sunday, my parents had been invited out for lunch, as they often were. Although mom left me a plate of food to warm in the microwave for my lunch that day, this was the last thing on my mind. All I could think about was peering through the crack and possibly seeing more of the glorious trio.
At around noon, I could see a barbeque on the go next door. An hour later, once the meat was ready, they all disappeared inside.
The time now seemed to drag by as I anxiously awaited their anticipated arrival at the pool.
The wait proved to be well worth it, and what I didn’t know was that I was about to see the most erotic and bizarre bit of pornographic action that I would ever watch in my entire life.
When the twins arrived in their speedos on the veranda, my heart leaped with excitement. I then watched as they jumped into the pool and began splashing water at one another. Not long after, the boys commenced tussling in a good-humoured manner. Shortly, Dougal took hold of Angus in a headlock and started steering him to the edge of the pool. Angus did not appear to be distressed and merely clamped onto his brother’s forearm once Dougal took control of him from behind.
Once they had reached the edge, the water began to sputter around them as it appeared that Dougal was rubbing his body against Angus. Any doubts as to what was happening got negated as Angus turned his head slightly and allowed his brother to kiss him.
‘Jesus Christ, am I watching what I think I am watching?’ My incredulous mind began to contemplate.
Dougal’s face now alternated between Angus’ face and his ear, which I presumed he was either kissing, licking, or nibbling on, or perhaps all three.
As Dougal’s hips escalated their intensity, the water around them began to ripple more and more.
‘No fuckin way,’ I thought in amazement, ‘these fuckers are getting it on,’
The level of horniness that now overcame me transcended anything I had ever imagined possible, and I did not even dare to touch my dick.
Just when I thought that things could not get any more arousing, Doug, their father, appeared at the side of the pool in his speedo. Naïvely, I immediately worried about what reaction he would have, only to be astonished when a look of lust adorned his face as he began to rub the front of his speedo.
By now, I felt like I was about to have a seizure of sorts.
'For Christ’s sake, don’t tell me he is also into this?’ I incredulously questioned myself about Doug’s engrossment.
My question got comprehensively answered as Doug pushed his speedo down before revealing a semi-erect cock. Doug now began to toy with himself, and his eyes looked like they were spinning with lust. After he let go of his fully-erect dick, Doug dived into the water.
As Doug’s head emerged a few feet away from his sons, Dougal turned his head and smiled at his dad. Dougal then submerged himself before reappearing with a speedo in his hand. After casting, what I assumed was Angus’ speedo on the paving surrounding the pool, I saw Dougal also removing his speedo before that got thrown on the side of the pool.
Doug now moved up to Angus and replicated the same performance I had watched from Dougal shortly before. I almost pissed myself observing the divine depravity before me.
‘Fuck wrestling,’ I thought, ‘incest is the major sport in this family.’
Like a junkie, I found myself willing the action ever onward, and as Doug got into his stride of rubbing and kissing, I was, practically, having a cardiac arrest.
Next, Angus altered his body position as he anchored his hands at the edge of the pool, and then arching his back, he pushed his backside outward invitingly into Doug’s crotch.
Doug now caressed Angus’ back before lightly banging his fist on Angus’ shoulder blades. There was no aggression to this action, only assertive and domineering masculinity. After Doug’s fist submerged before him, and Doug’s left hand moved down to Angus’ hips, I knew that anal penetration was about to take place. Doug’s entry got heralded when Angus’ head jerked backward as Doug speared into his arse.
Doug now held still as his hands caressed the flanks of Angus’ torso. Not long after, both Doug’s hands moved onto Angus’ shoulders before the water around them started to ripple.
By now all my reasoning had been replaced by my hyperventilation as Doug plowed his son’s backside.
‘No fuckin’ way… No fuckin’ way, this can’t be happening,’ my overextended brain began to remonstrate.
As Doug fucked Angus’, I could see that Dougal was also tugging on his dick, by the water stirring around him. Although I could not hear what Dougal was saying, from the manic expression of horniness on his face, I was sure that lustful expletives were flowing from him as he egged his father on.
After several minutes, Doug’s body began to shudder as he feverishly stabbed his cock into Angus’. Afterward, as Doug tilted his body forward and hugged Angus, I was sure that he had cum.
Doug now let go of Angus, and as he moved backward, Dougal was onto his brother in a flash. Dougal was not as gentle as his father had been, and soon he was slapping Angus’ back and shoulders as he zealously fucked his brother.
Doug now moved up behind Dougal, and as if to calm him down, placed his arms around Dougal’s body. Although I couldn’t see too clearly, I was sure that from the positioning of his hands, Doug was tweaking Dougal’s nipples.
Dougal's turn was shorter-lived than his father’s, and in half the time Doug had taken, Dougal’s body began to shudder.
Afterward, all three guys formed a triangle of intimacy as they kissed and caressed one another in the pool.
As I observed this spectacle, my entire body was sweating with overstimulation. Shortly, I once more made another protein deposit onto the soil.
As I panted, I watched the three get out of the pool, dry themselves off, and after retrieving their speedos, re-enter the house.
I felt weak as I stood in the shower, washing the sticky excitement off my body. I then remembered my mother’s meal and soon sat down to my lunch.
That night as I lay in bed, I was entirely overwhelmed by the events of the day. The only thought in my mind before I drifted off to sleep was how I could inveigle myself into the action I had seen next door.
Over the next few days, I observed the routine next door. Doug would always leave for work early, and by the time the twins were leaving for college on their motorcycles, I was heading off to school on my bicycle. Angus was always the first to get home from college in the afternoons at around three. Dougal would then arrive home at around five, followed by Doug that got home after six.
As I would soon learn, Dougal had immediately joined the wrestling squad at college and had to practice every afternoon. Angus had decided that wrestling wasn’t for him, much to his father’s dismay, and so he got home earliest of all.
By Thursday, I could no longer restrain myself any longer. I made sure that I engaged Angus as he got home that day.
“So, have you guys settled in?” I asked as he got off his motorcycle.
“Yeah,” he replied with a friendly smile.
Determined to prolong our interaction, I now played what I hoped would be my trump card.
“Boy, you guys are lucky you have a pool. My father has never given in to my constant pleas to build a pool for us,” I unashamedly hinted.
“The pool was the dealmaker when we bought the home, and we love it,” Angus mentioned, before magically asking, “Would you like to swim?”
“I would love to, if I’m not any bother,” I bashfully answered.
“No problem at all. Get your swimming costume and come over,” Angus generously replied.
I must have broken a land speed record and gleefully found myself splashing around in the pool with Angus a few minutes later.
Angus was very engaging, and soon I was getting a history lesson about them.
The year before, their parents had got divorced, and the boys had elected to live with their father.
“So, do you think your dad will marry again?” I probed.
“Fuck… Never. After my mom, dad swore that he won’t ever marry again. We love living without a female in the house,” he assured me.
“Well, it sounds like girls are off-limits in your home,” I playfully and deliberately joked.
“Definitely,” he replied with a smile.
“I’m also not into girls,” I countered, hoping that my candour might break through the ice of the sexual orientation barrier.
To my delight, my words seemed to resonate with him.
“So, am I going to get the grand tour,” I asked with a chuckle.
“Well, there’s not much to see, but why not?" he answered.
Angus had already got into the water when I arrived. As we got out and towelled off, I was breath-taken by his physique. Although I had enjoyed my Sunday spectacle, I had not been able to discern the finer details of all three bodies. The light dusting of hair on his torso was fantastic, and his hands and feet were mesmerizingly beautiful.
Although they had all the essential amenities, the home was Spartan and basic. It was unmistakably masculine.
When we got to the room that the twins shared, there were two three-quarter beds with no linen on them. There were just two bare mattresses.
In their father’s room, there was an enormous king-sized bed with linen. The bed had not been made and had six pillows that looked well used. At this point, I decided to risk everything.
“Is this where you guys sleep?” I asked.
The blood now drained from his face, and he looked anxious.
“Angus, I am gay, so please don’t panic. I have to confess that I saw you guys in the pool on Sunday, and it was fuckin’ hot,” I concluded.
The look of relief from Angus did not materialize. Instead, he looked even more uneasy as he exclaimed, “Jesus, Peter, you can never tell anyone!”
“I never will. My parents also don’t know I’m gay, so we all have secrets,” I tried to reassure him.
“Yeah, but incest is a whole other story,” Angus nervously exclaimed.
‘Angus, I won’t say a word about this. If anything, I’m fuckin’ envious,” I replied as soothingly as I could.
Trying to ease the tension, I asked, “Please just tell me how this all came about because I had almost dismembered myself since I watched you guys.”
My humour, thankfully, struck a chord, but Angus still needed surety.
“You have to swear you won’t spill the beans,” he answered pleadingly.
“Angus, why would I fuck up the most exciting thing that has ever happened in my life?” I questioningly chuckled.
Fortunately, this seemed to do the trick, and as he relaxed, he sat on the bed. After joining him, Angus related his story.
After his mother’s departure a year before, Angus was continually alone with his brother in the afternoons, after they got home. Their mother had been a housewife and a control freak. Because Dougal was the more powerful of the twins, she had always had a shitfit when Dougal bullied Angus.
After her departure, however, Dougal had uninhibited access to Angus. Much as Angus hated Dougal’s bullying initially, it soon took on an overtly sexual nature, which Angus began to love. Angus knew that Dougal was stimulating himself as he overpowered Angus and rubbed up against him. At first, Dougal often ejaculated in his pants as he ground his crotch against his brother. Not long after, Dougal made Angus suck his dick. Ultimately, Dougal began fucking Angus.
One evening as this was happening, Doug caught them red-handed. Both boys believed that they were in enormous trouble as their father ushered them through to his room. Doug had never been shy of using a belt to discipline his sons. The boys thought that their arses were about to get whipped.
To cut a long story short, that night, Angus became the fuck-bunny for both his father and older brother. After that, their ‘unholy’ trinity had become a way of life for him.
“But it doesn’t sound like you mind that?” I asked, overflowing with lust.
“No,” Angus answered, before adding, “I’ve even got used to being double-fucked by them.”
How I didn’t have a stroke with this revelation, I will never know.
“Isn’t that sore?” I asked.
“Yeah, but it’s not so bad once you have to get used to it,” he replied with a horny grin.
“So, it doesn’t sound like you have any regrets?” I countered.
“Mmm, perhaps only one,” he replied.
“What?” I incredulously asked.
“Well, I never get to do the fucking,” he replied.
“Would you like to fuck me?” I asked.
“I thought you would never ask,” he replied.
In an instant, Angus had my swimming trunks off me before removing his speedo. Angus now frenziedly lifted me to the middle of the bed before jumping on me. As he commenced grinding his crotch against me, he passionately began kissing me.
When Angus finally lifted his torso, he leaned over to the side and extracted a tube out of the drawer of the bedside table.
My cherry had been busted a few months before, and the guy that had done so was rather average in the cock department. Having now seen and felt Angus’ dick, which was bulkier than the guy who had fucked me before, I knew that my backside was in for maximum strain.
Once the lubrication got administered to Angus’ knob and my arse, I prepared myself for the ordeal ahead once my legs got lifted over his shoulders.
As anticipated, there was initial discomfort. I, however, had never been more determined to see something through in my life. Once Angus got going and lowered himself onto me, the kissing and thrusting became heavenly.
After a while, he said, “I’m sorry that I need to rush a bit, but we’d better get done before Dougal arrives.”
I was disappointed by his words but suspected that due to the trio’s unusual sexual relationship, that secrecy was of paramount importance to them. Besides, thirty-three per-cent was better than zero. I also wondered if Angus didn’t have a selfish motive and was happy that he too had his fuck-bunny.
As Angus ejaculated, I observed that he too shuddered in ecstasy like his father and brother.
On Friday, I had another ‘swimming’ encounter with Angus, who conclusively informed me that he hoped I would join him for a swim every afternoon.
With the weekend upon us, I knew that I wouldn’t be having sex with Angus until Monday. That weekend, however, I watched a Saturday and Sunday performance from the trio through my voyeuristic and frustrating aperture.
On Monday my ‘bathing’ routine next door resumed. The action first took place in the bedroom before we had a dip in the pool before I departed. Our encounters also became more interesting, as flip-flopping, and the sixty-nine position got introduced. Above all, the passion that Angus displayed was incredibly gratifying.
On Thursday of that week, Angus and I got a shock when Dougal unexpectedly arrived home early. The wrestling coach had terminated their practice earlier upon feeling ill.
Angus was busy fucking me as we got startled by Dougal’s untimely arrival. Amazingly, Dougal didn’t have a tantrum but instead simply joined in seamlessly. I could see that Angus was anxious initially, but for me, it was like a dream had come true.
During our session, I observed that Angus and Dougal didn’t interact with one another at all. I, however, was elated to be the focus of their attention. My spit-roasting by the two was heavenly as they continually swapped positions. The thing I had observed about Dougal during my voyeuristic episodes also got fully demonstrated. Dougal was a lot rougher than Angus. Dougal skull-fucked and butt-fucked me, much more vigorously. I also had to endure many slaps from him, which I found very stimulating.
With a load from both twins down my throat and a load from each in my arse, I returned home happier than I had ever been.
My weekday routine now changed slightly, as I would only go next door at four in the afternoons. After my sedate sessions with Angus, Dougal would then arrive and ‘brutalize’ me. I loved the contrasting styles from the twins and enjoyed their divergent approaches equally. I also kept up the charade of not knowing about the incest to assuage Angus’ fears, but always felt disappointed about the lack of interaction between the twins.
Much as I was having the time of my life, I did regret that the ‘big fish,’ namely Doug, still eluded me.
A few weeks later, one hot Saturday, I genuinely went next door a swim, presuming that Angus would be there.
As the door opened next door, Doug met me.
“Is Angus here? I asked.
“No. Angus has gone with Dougal to wrestling practice because they are a sparring partner short at the moment,” Doug answered with a smile.
“Oh,” I fretfully answered.
“But if you have come for a swim, go right ahead. It’s fuckin’ hot today, and I think I’ll join you,” Doug said in a friendly manner.
“Gee, thanks,” I replied as I followed Doug into the house.
“Dive right in, and I’ll join you after I’ve got my speedo on,” Doug said as he made his way to the bedroom.
As we splashed around in the pool later, my mind was in a spin. I wanted nothing more than to become a part of this incestual trio, and I knew that the only way this could happen was if I could initiate a breakthrough with Doug.
As Doug hung off the side of his pool with his hands on either side of him, he said, “It looks like you and the twins are getting on very well.”
“Yeah, they are two lucky guys,” I answered.
“Why lucky?” he asked with a frown.
I knew that I was about to take a huge chance and hoped like hell it wouldn’t backfire.
“Lucky because they are going to look like you one day,” I salaciously replied.
With hawk-like intensity, I now looked at his expression, hoping for the best. As a smile came to his face, my relief was enormous.
“What do you mean by that?” he coyly asked.
“Well… Your boys can only get hotter and better looking,” I gambled.
“So, you think I am hot?” Doug replied, with an unmistakable lustful expression.
By now, I was standing close to him. After extending my arm, I ran the back of my hand across his crotch. To my delight, his cock felt like it was hardening. Although Doug did not pull away, I could see a look of indecision on his face. In an attempt to negate this, I now slipped my fingers into his speedo.
“I’m very flattered, Peter, but… I’m not so sure… that this is a good idea,” Doug haltingly exclaimed.
By now I commenced tugging on his fat knob.
As he stood looking at me and breathing heavily, I decided to play my final card.
“I have a confession to make, Doug,” I said.
Before he could answer, I continued, “You see that crack over there,” I said, pointing to my voyeuristic crack. “Well, I’ve been watching you guys fuck for the past few weekends, and I’m dying to join in.”
Doug now looked utterly alarmed.
“Please just hear me out,” I now pleaded.
Before he could respond, I once more took up the cudgels. “Every afternoon, your boys have been fucking me over the past few weeks. They don’t know that I know about your sessions in the pool. I haven’t told them, nor will I tell anyone else, ever,” I assured him, stressing the last word.
I was relieved when I now saw his angst expression begin to soften.
“Every night, I lie in bed dreaming about being fucked like you guys fuck Angus. It’s driving me mad. Doug, please make my dreams come true and fuck me. I am nuts about your boys, but I want to be fucked by the alpha wolf,” I pleaded, desperate to boost his ego.
Doug’s voice was raspy as he answered, “Peter, nobody can ever find out about this. I could go to fuckin’ jail,” he stressed.
“I know,” I solemnly answered, “I’ll never blab on you.”
Hoping that I had made my case, I removed my swimming trucks and assumed the position at the side of the pool like Angus had done.
My heart almost sank as Doug said, “No,” as he now suspiciously looked about him, like somebody who had gotten wickedly exposed.
With a horny smile, Doug then said, “Come, let’s go inside.”
As we entered the home, I wasn’t sure what was about to happen. I was disappointed that the pool fuck I had witnessed wasn’t going to take place, I did, nonetheless, understand Doug’s nervous rationale.
As we arrived in the room, Doug said, " This week I’ll be filling every fuckin’ gap in that wooden fence with wood filler."
With great relief, he then burst out laughing like someone who had learned a valuable lesson. I merrily joined in with the laughter.
“So, if it’s alpha cock you want, then it’s alpha cock you’ll get,” he said with a chuckle as he pushed me onto the bed.
Much as the twins had pleasured me, I have to say that Doug was a cut above. The extra bulk and ardency of his approach was spectacular. His stamina and restraint were also magnificent, as he varied his pace and intensity expertly.
Our session lasted so long that we got interrupted when Dougal and Angus finally arrived. As the twins stood wide-eyed as they looked at us in action, Doug said, “Peter knows all about us and wants to join the club. Why are you guys waiting? Let’s give Peter a real Mackenzie welcome.”
All hell now broke loose, as a writhing mass of magnificence undulated all around me on the large bed. With all the restrictions finally lifted, the hottest orgy I could ever imagine got underway, one of many more to follow. A miasma of indulgence flowed to and fro, as kissing, fucking, sucking, slapping, and groping, abounded on the bed.
My dream of inclusion had finally become a reality. I also got an open invitation to spend Saturday and Sunday mornings and afternoons next door. After all, the Mackenzie’s had a swimming pool.
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