One day, as I was going into my building, the neighbor flagged me down and told me that for several nights in a row he'd seen someone lurking in the dark area behind my apartments. I waited until Ron and Gary came home, passed the information on and we all went outside to see what we could see.
There was an overgrown hedge that ran the length of the back and the way the building was built, anyone could squeeze behind the hedge, lie down and look directly into any of the first floor windows. Sure enough, there was a clear path behind the hedge that stopped directly in front of Ron and Gary's apartment window. We all crawled in to take a look.
The window in question looked into the bedroom, directly over the queen sized bed where I'd gotten my ass and throat pounded by their big dicks any number of times in the last week alone. Beyond the bed, through the open door, almost every corner of the apartment was exposed and I had a clear view of the kitchen table where I'd gotten my ass fucked by each of the boys while his partner sat on my face and got his hole eaten out just the evening before.
"Looks like we've got a peeping tom." Ron said. "That's kind of hot."
Gary reached over and ran his hand over a damp spot on the wall, then smelled his palm.
"Not only that, he's enjoying the show. This wall is covered with cum stains." he said.
After a short discussion, Gary made a trip to the hardware store. He returned with a simple motion detector and a reel of wire and the boys hid it in the hedge, and then wired it to the dryer buzzer in the basement in a matter of minutes, just as dusk was falling. It worked perfectly on the first try.
All that evening, with the three of us hanging out nude as usual, Ron and Gary were stoked. They both had big, perpetual hards on that they insisted I stroke, suck and take up my ass frequently. I was on my knees, busy licking and sucking Ron's huge cock head, when we all heard the buzzer sound.
"There's the dryer." I said loudly around the cock in my mouth.
"I'll take care of it." Gary replied and jumped up and exited to the hallway, still buck naked.
I made a good show of sucking Ron's dick and even lifted his legs and tongued his asshole to keep our audience occupied. After only a minute or two, we heard scuffling at the window and looked up in time to see someone being lifted bodily out of the space between the window and the hedge. Almost immediately, we heard two sets of feet coming up the stairs
Gary entered with his hand clamped around the back of the neck of our voyeur. He was a young slim guy wearing a loose button up plaid shirt, loose cargo pants and Chuck Taylors. His zipper was down and even from across the room I could see his still hard cock tenting out at his crotch. I also noticed that, even though he looked scared, he couldn't resist repeatedly checking out the hard cocks bouncing free in the room.
"This is the little faggot who's been spying on us." Gary said.
"I'm not a faggot." he growled and Ron replied, "No, you're a peeping tom faggot."
Ron and I crossed the room to where the other two stood and Gary grabbed the guy's arms and held them behind his back. The stranger still couldn't resist staring at our hard cocks and I even saw him lick his lips while staring at Ron's bobbing hard on. His own cock must have been totally hard now, because the tent at his crotch looked seriously ready to split. Ron, seeing the tent, reached down and gave his hard cock a light slap, making his gasp and lean back harder against Gary's chest.
"Let's just see what we caught ourselves. " Ron said as he slowly started unbuttoning the kid's shirt.
He didn't even try to struggle and soon his bare chest was exposed. He had tight, flat pecs with penny sized copper colored nipples and a lean flat belly, all totally smooth.
Ron ran his hands over the guy's pecs and flicked each hard nip with the ball of his thumb, then ran a hand down each side of his taut torso, while he stared glassy eyed at Ron's hard cock bumping against his own.
"Too bad you're just a kid." Ron said. "I bet you're a hot little fuck in the right circumstance."
"I'm 23." he replied and I saw a quick look pass between the Ron and Gary, then they both looked at me.
"Let's take a look at the rest of the package." I said and reached for the kid's waist band.
Now he did start to panic and he squirmed to get away but Gary held him tight and I unbuttoned his waist. Since his zipper was already down, his pants dropped around his ankles. He had a flat hairless abdomen with a ridge of muscle raised on each side that disappeared into his tight, wiry pubes. His cock was thick, about six inches long and standing straight up over his dangling balls. I glanced up at his face and saw that he was blushing a deep crimson, and then I wrapped my hand around his ball sac and pulled down on it so his cock stood out straight from his body.
Ron wrapped his big hand around the jutting cock and softly and slowly stroked it up and down. Against his will, the kid thrust his hips forward for more attention. Ron skinned back his long foreskin, then positioned his bare cock head against the kid's and slid the skin back up so that it covered half the kid's dick, then slowly jacked both cocks buried inside his dick sheath. The kid looked like he was about to pass out.
"This little fucker wanted a show, so let's give him one." Gary said.
Ron pulled a dining chair over and Gary forced the kid to sit on it while Ron used zip ties to bind his arms and legs to the frame. When they finished, the kid was sitting immobilized with his hands secured behind the chair, his legs spread wide against the chair legs and his hard cock standing straight up from his crotch. Ron and Gary were standing on either side of him and the kid's eyes were pinballing back and forth from one hard cock to the other when I saw Gary give an evil grin.
He gripped his big hard cock in his hand, then leant forward and began slowly rubbing it over the kid's face. Ron smirked, and then began doing the same thing from the other direction. The kid the kid threw his head back and forth until Ron grabbed him by the top of his head and held him still. He sat there, his eyes and mouth screwed tight shut while the boys ran their dicks over his face, poking their cock heads against his eyes, his nostrils and his mouth. After a minute, they let him go and his face was bright red and covered in snail tracks of pre-cum.
"What the fuck was that?" the boy sputtered.
"Just letting you get to know our cocks a little better since you can't seem to stop looking at them." Gary said and they both snickered at the kid's embarrassment. I noticed that the kid's own cock was harder than ever.
I was sitting on the edge of the dining table so I leaned back and raised my legs so that the kid had a clear view of my fuck hole. I fingered the puckered opening while the kid stared and I said, "My ass needs to get to know your cocks better. Now."
Gary came over to where I was laying and poised his cock head against the entrance to my fuck chute and said, "Okay, kid. Welcome to Ass Fucking 101."
His long cock slowly sank into my guts while the kid stared with wide eyes, taking in every detail. Ron was sitting on the floor beside him and he kept bending the kid's hard cock down to the chair seat, then letting it go so it slapped back against his belly and made him jump each time.
"What's your name, kid?" Ron asked.
The kid was so intent on watching Gary's cock plowing in and out of my ass that he barely mumbled, "My name is Brian."
"Well, Brian, your girlfriend needs to work this thing over more often." He grasped Brian's cock and slowly jacked it up and down.
"I don't have a girlfriend." Brian said.
"Okay, then your boyfriend."
