Any Hole Will Do
Jebus. I can't believe what I did the other day. I know it's totally wrong on just about every level, but I couldn't resist trying to watch my sister, Melanie, make out with her boyfriend, Jason. Besides, I had told Joey I would do it.
I was in the downstairs family room, hiding in the closet with the door slightly ajar. I rushed in there when I heard the kitchen door open, and then Melanie shout out my name. "Tyler!" she screamed. "Are you home?" I tried to subdue a laugh because I didn't want to give away my hiding place.
It is summer, and I like to lie around and watch television. Several times, however, my sister and Jason have come downstairs and kicked me out of the room. Melanie is only two years older than me, but she bosses me around like she's my mother.
"Christ, Tyler," my sister said. "You're fourteen. Don't you have anything better to do? Why don't you get on your bike and go over to Joey's house." That day I did as she wanted. Only before I got on my bike, I peeked through the window and saw Melanie and Jason on the sofa. He had crawled on top of her, and it appeared he had rammed his tongue halfway down her throat. I felt guilty because I was watching them, so I got on my bike to make the half-mile trek to Joey's house.
When I got there, I went to his room and excitedly told him what I had witnessed through the basement window.
He shouted, "Holy shit, Tyler! You should have stayed around and watched. I know I would have." He reached down and adjusted his rapidly growing erection. "I would love to see what Jason's got. Melanie's a lucky shit to have a hot boyfriend like him."
I confessed, "I got scared they might see me."
"I wouldn't care," he replied as he began to undress. "It would be worth it to see what him and Melanie do."
"She is my sister," I reminded Joey as he stood naked in front of me. He had gripped his erection and was quickly stroking it. I let my pants fall to the ground and now stood naked before him. "I don't exactly want to watch."
He rushed me and pulled me onto the bed. "Come on," he giggled playfully as he grabbed my dick and stroked it. "You've got me horny talking about Jason."
"That's because you're a perv," I laughed as I let my body grind into his.
Joey and I have been messing around for two years. We began masturbating together when we were twelve. A few months later, we started satisfying each other orally. Last year, Joey let me penetrate him.
We are gay, and it seems like a normal thing to do. Even though we are sexually attracted to each other, we have never considered taking our relationship further. On many sleepovers, we often talk about the boys we like, and we sometimes wonder who we will eventually fall in love with. Joey knows I have a secret crush on my sister's boyfriend, and it doesn't make him jealous. In fact, he has given me suggestions how I could maybe seduce him into doing something with me.
"He is straight," I often have to remind him. "He is Melanie's boyfriend."
"Yeah, I know," he responds. "But all guys get horny, and sometimes any hole will do." I almost fell off the bed laughing.
When we finished, and I was getting dressed to leave, Joey sat on the bed and asked me, "When do you think Jason will visit your sister again?"
I shrugged my shoulders and replied, "I don't know. Maybe tomorrow."
He started laughing and said, "You should try to watch them and see what they do."
I rolled my eyes and replied, "I have an idea what they do. I don't exactly want to see them doing it."
"Then I will," he said excitedly. "I would love to see how big a dick Jason has." An evil grin appeared on his face and he said, "Maybe I'll come over to your house and watch them."
"No!" I insisted. "You will not come over to my house and watch them."
"Then you watch them and tell me what they do." After several minutes of arguing, I finally relented. I told Joey that I would somehow try to see how big Jason was, and then I would let him know. He said it would get us aroused for our next sex session. I had no problem agreeing to that.
So, there I was, hiding behind some coats just in case Melanie checked the closet before they sat on the sofa. I just hoped she wouldn't walk over and close the door.
She and Jason come downstairs, but they are too busy to notice anything. Jason has his hands around my sister's waist as she pulls him along. She sits down on the sofa, and he pulls his pants down. An enormous cock throbs eagerly at my sister's hungry mouth.
My heart starts to pound, and I'm afraid they will hear my labored breathing. I can't believe what I'm watching. I reach down, pull my shorts to my knees and start jerking off. Jason moans as he shoves his dick in and out of my sister's mouth.
I can't hold it anymore. I grab a sleeve to a shirt hanging on a wire, and erupt into it. When I do, I moan softly. When I look out through the crack in the door, Jason has stopped, and he's looking at the closet door. When she asks him what's wrong, he says, "Nothing, Sweetie. You're doing a great job." When he begins to penetrate her mouth again, he looks over at the door and grins.
"Oh, Shit!" I think to myself. "He knows I'm watching!" My heart once again starts pounding so hard I'm afraid I'm going to die right inside the stuffy closet. I look out through the crack when I hear Jason let out a loud moan. He pulls his massive cock from my sister's mouth and erupts on her cheek. Once again, he looks at the closet door and smiles.
It seemed like it took hours for them to leave once he had finished. They sat together on the sofa and watched a movie. Several times, they made out, but they didn't do anything other than kiss. Meanwhile, I was trying to stay silent. My bladder was full, and I had to pee. If they hadn't gone upstairs when they did, I would have relieved myself on the floor.
After I heard the backdoor open and close, I waited a few minutes to make sure it was safe to go upstairs. After going to the bathroom, I jumped on my bike and raced over to Joey's. We both came twice as I related what I had witnessed earlier.
I didn't get a chance to see Jason again for a week. He picked Melanie up a few times, but they would go to the mall or a movie. They never went down to the family room.
On Thursday, I was outside on the patio eating lunch. Mom never fixes us anything before she goes to work, so I am pretty much on my own. I usually make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, but I had eaten the last of the strawberry jam the day before. However, there was a jar of Hershey's spread in the cabinet. So I decided to create a new sandwich- peanut butter and chocolate.
It actually didn't taste too bad. It was sloppy, and I did dribble some of the chocolate on the gray shirt I was wearing. I had almost finished eating when I heard the doorbell ring. I waited a few rings to see if Melanie would answer the door. I hadn't seen her all morning, so I assumed she was still in her bedroom.
Finally, when the doorbell kept ringing, I got up, walked through the house and opened the door. It was Jason. He was wearing a white wife beater and tight blue athletic shorts. I glanced at the light hair on his legs before my eyes settled on the bulge in his crotch. When I looked up into face, he was grinning down at me.
He smiled and asked, "Is Melanie here?"
I shrugged my shoulders and replied, "I don't know. She must not be because she didn't answer the door." I was wishing that Melanie would appear. I was still nervous that Jason had seen me in the closet, and I didn't know what he might do.
He brushed past me and said, "I'll just come in and wait for her."
Normally, it wouldn't have bothered me. Jason and I had shared numerous small chats while he waited for Melanie to get dressed. But now, I felt extremely uncomfortable in his presence. After all, I had watched him shoot his load all over my sister's face just a few days earlier.
I nervously said, "I'm out back eating lunch. You can wait downstairs for my sister if you want."
"I'm good," he replied as he started to follow me out onto the patio. As soon as I stepped outside, he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into him. I could feel his erection pressing up against my ass.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Did you like what you saw the other day? I know you were watching."
"I…I…don't know what you're talking about," I stammered nervously.
"Oh, come off it, Tyler," he replied. "I know you've been wanting me ever since I hooked up with your sister."
I tried to pull away, but he gripped me tighter. I was starting to harden as he continued to grind his cock against me. "I can't do this," I insisted. "You're my sister's boyfriend."
"So?" He responded. "All she does is suck me off." He thrust his cock against me harder. The impact almost made me lose my balance. "I want to fuck something."
He leaned down and whispered sensually into my ear, "You would like me to fuck you, wouldn't you Tyler?"
I didn't know what to say. I had never been penetrated, not even by Joey. Under different circumstances, I would probably have agreed to let Jason do it. However, he was Melanie's boyfriend, and I just couldn't.
I tried to pull away. I pleaded, "Please, Jason. Let me go!"
However, he pulled me closer to him. When he pulled down his shorts and press his naked cock against the thin material of my shorts, I became afraid that he was going to rape me. When he reached for the back of my shorts to pull them down, I begged him to stop.
Just then, I heard a shrill shriek behind us. "What is going on!" Jason quickly let go of me and pulled up his shorts.
Melanie rushed over and slapped his face. "What are you doing, Jason?"
"Nothing, Baby," he apologized nervously. "Me and Tyler were just playing around." He looked at me and pleaded, "Weren't we, Buddy?"
Melanie went into a rage as she started pounding on Jason. He tried to defensively block her hits, but several made their mark. Jason was finally able to make it to the back door with Melanie chasing him. I could hear her screaming at him as they raced through the house.
A minute later, she reappeared. Tears were flowing down her face. She walked over, picked up the Hershey's chocolate and poured it over my head. The gooey substance flowed down onto my body. I was too surprised to move.
"Thanks a lot, Tyler," she cried. "You just ruined my life."
Before leaving, she turned and tearfully asked, "Couldn't you have found your own boyfriend?"
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