Author's Note
"Rear Windows" was intended to be a one-part story, describing the awakening of Dave's desire for other men.
I got so many requests for a sequel that I went ahead and continued the story, with some new characters on their own roads to self-discovery.
I hope you enjoy the result.
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"Well, that was really something." Dave Burke set his empty beer bottle beside the couch and reached into the cooler for another one.
"Yeah," Buddy Hollis agreed. "I figured it'd be campy . . . Not so dramatic." He finished his beer with one long swallow. Dave handed him another bottle.
The two University of Texas at Austin freshmen had just finished watching "Frankenstein." It was the 1931 version with Boris Karloff as the monster.
It was Friday night, a week after Dave's neighbor Clark Ryan had given Dave a spectacular introduction to gay sex. They'd fucked almost every night since then, but tonight Clark was busy with his friend Kevin.
Buddy and his older brother Richie rented the other half of Dave's duplex. Richie was spending the night with his girlfriend. Dave and Buddy were drinking beer and smoking pot while they watched old movies on a streaming service.
"What now?" Dave took a swig of beer, then set the bottle on the coffee table and reloaded the bong. "I'm ready for something light. The Three Stooges maybe?" He lit the bong and took a toke, then passed the waterpipe to Buddy.
"That'd be all right, I guess." Buddy inhaled sharply, pulling glowing sparks into the pipe. He held the smoke for a long time, then let it out in a steady stream. "But I want to do something else." He set the bong down and turned toward Dave.
"Like what?" Dave asked. Buddy's knee touched his. Dave's cock stirred at the contact.
"Well . . ." Buddy glanced down at Dave's crotch, then looked into his eyes. Both guys were tall and slender. Dave was a runner while Buddy had a swimmer's build. They were dressed in skimpy shorts and tight tee-shirts that showed off their athletic bodies. "I saw you. With your body builder neighbor. In his back yard."
"Oh?" Dave's rod stiffened instantly.
"I watched him fuck your butt." Buddy had a big bulge in his shorts, too.
"Uh . . ." While he had been on his hands and knees waiting for Clark's big stiff cock, Dave had felt someone watching them. He'd figured it was just his imagination. "What do you want?"
"You." Buddy was all kinds of cute, black with beautiful smooth chocolate skin, long curly hair showering down to his shoulders, warm brown eyes, a neat little mustache, and lush lips, just made for kissing.
"Sure." Dave put his hand on Buddy's thigh. "What do you want to do?" He'd never been interested in men until he'd seen Clark masturbating in his back yard. That had changed everything for him. He was still attracted to women, but guys were just SO sexy . . .
"Will you fuck my ass?" Buddy asked.
Dave's rock hard cock strained against his tight shorts. "Yeah." He slid his hand up Buddy's thigh and covered his big crotch bulge. "Eventually." He ran his fingers over Buddy's stiff dick. "You're sure hard."
"So are you." Buddy reached for Dave's fly. "I want to suck your dick."
Dave pushed Buddy's hand away. "Kiss me first."
"Okay." Buddy straddled Dave's hips and kissed him passionately. It was more aggressive than women liked, with lots of dirty tongue.
Dave kissed Buddy back just as roughly while kneading his muscular buttocks. "Man," he whispered. "You are so fuckin' sexy."
"So are you," Buddy purred. "A real stud." He stood up, pushed the coffee table away, and knelt between Dave's spread legs. "And a great kisser." He unfastened Dave's belt and opened his fly. "A lot of guys won't kiss. It's too 'queer' for them."
"Their loss." Dave lifted his butt off the couch and Buddy pulled his shorts down. He'd gone commando and his stiff dick snapped up instantly. "Kissing men is fun." He sank back down onto the couch. "You been with many guys?"
"A few." Buddy squeezed Dave's balls gently while stroking his shaft and pinching his cock-head between his thumb and index finger. "I started with my best friend. In our early teens. We didn't kiss." He laughed. "Not at first."
Dave stood up and pulled Buddy to his feet, then kissed him hard and dirty while rubbing his massive boner against the big bulge in Buddy's shorts. "Damn! You feel good." He pulled Buddy's shorts down, revealing his tight briefs. His stiff cock was clearly visible through the stretched cloth and he had a big wet spot around his cock-head.
"I want to see your dick." Dave pulled Buddy's briefs down, freeing his giant hard-on. Buddy's stiff cock was a little shorter than Dave's massive pole, but considerably thicker. And uncircumcised. "Damn!" He pulled Buddy's foreskin up over his swollen glans and then pushed it down again.
"I'm a country kid." Buddy sounded self-conscious.
"I've never seen an uncut cock." Dave sank to his knees and took Buddy's stiff rod in his mouth. He licked its exposed head and probed its cum-slit with the tip of his tongue while fondling its shaft. "It's sexy as hell." He worked Buddy's foreskin up and down, hiding and revealing his bulging cock-head.
"So you like my dick?" Buddy ran his fingers through the thick blond hair curling over Dave's ears.
"Oh yeah." Dave pulled Buddy's foreskin up over his bulging corona and kissed its fleshy hood, then slipped his tongue inside the tunnel of skin and ran it around Buddy's cock-head, savoring his hot male taste. "I love sucking it."
"You're a great cocksucker," Buddy said.
"You're only my second guy." Dave stroked Buddy's swollen shaft while kneading his balls. "When you saw me in the back yard with Clark. That was my first time." He took Buddy's rod deep in his mouth, trying to swallow the whole thing and almost succeeding.
"Man!" Buddy gripped Dave's shoulders. "That's natural talent." He rolled his hips, working his stiff pole in and out of Dave's mouth.
Dave was frightened when Buddy laced his fingers behind his head, holding it in place, and drove harder and faster. Lou Ann, Dave's high school girlfriend, had loved sucking his cock, but freaked when he restrained her head.
After a moment, Dave relaxed again. He squeezed Buddy's balls and gripped his sliding shaft, controlling the speed and depth of his rough thrusts. Now, it was exciting, rather than scary.
"I'm fucking your face," Buddy said. Dave held on, taking it. His own dick was rock-hard as he frantically jerked and sucked Buddy's throbbing cock.