Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2006 15:40:44 -0700 (PDT) From: Charles Dickins Subject: Michael and the Twins Chapter 2 WARNING: As usual - This story contains consensual sexual acts between adults and children. If this sort of thing offends you then aren't you in the wrong place? The story is pure FICTION. The characters are fictional and the story is just ^Ö a story and no part is true in any way. I do not condone illegal sex with children. Though little or no protection is used in this story I always practice safe sex and would urge everyone who reads this story to do the same. I have it on good authority that masturbation is always safe, unless you do it in a public place or on a bed of nails. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Michael hardly seemed to have closed his eyes when he was awakened by the duvet being lifted from his shoulders. As he started to lift his head, a lith form started to wriggle under the covers and snuggle up against him. The young body against him was warm, soft and naked! Michaels dick immediately started to stir. "Can I sleep with you tonight please?" Peter asked, "I won't be a bother". "Course," Michael whispered wrapping the young boy in has arms and positioning the two of then into the spoon position. Michael's rapidly stiffening cock was between them and his hands started to gently caress the boys sides and thighs, his thumbs easing into the groin lightly touching the sensitive base of the scrotum. Peter let out a low moan and turned to face Michael. In the dim light, Michael could see the boys eyes glistening, alive with love, or was it lust? Peter's hand touched the tip of Michael's cock making it jump and then started to stroke down the length of it slowly. "You've got a stiffy to." "Yes, its your fault." Michael chuckled. "What we did earlier in the bath" "Yes, I'm sorry if I did something you didn't want me to." "You have to be kidding!" exclaimed the boy, "that was the best thing ever. Please say you'll do it again. You've just got to." Michael laughed, "Anytime, anytime you want my love." Peter's hand was working on his penis, almost unconsciously, and the sensations shooting through his body left Michael almost gasping for air. He could hardly believe what was happening to him. A few hours ago, he had tasted the forbidden flesh of two fabulous boys and then exploded into the sort of orgasm he'd only read about. Now, one of those boys had crawled naked into his bed and was treating his dick like a plaything. Peter's hand cupped itself over his glans. "Its wet," he whispered in surprise, "is it pee?" "No my love, its called pre-cumm. It makes it slippery and easier to use for making love." Michael took hold of Peter's hand and brought it to his lips and licked the sticky fluid from his hand. "Whats it taste like!" Peter asked earnestly. "Try it," Michael replied, expecting the boy to wet his hand again. To his surprise though, Peter lowered his head to the tip if his cock and took the head in his mouth and started to lap at the pisshole. Michael flicked the duvet off his legs and moaned rather more loudly that he had intended. The moist mouth left his glans, "you okay?" "Okay is an understatement," Michael gasped "you are sensational young man. So, how's it taste?" Peter's face appeared close to Michael's, "Hmmmmmmmm, dunno, I might need to check it somemore." Michael couldn't see the boys cheeky grim so well, but he knew it was there, all the way across that lovely face. "Why's it called pre-cumm?" "Well, precumm is slippery and gets you ready but cumm, when you orgasm (like you did in the bath) though, it has sperm in it too and there is more and it spurts out, not just leaks out." Michael nearly leapt out of his skin, another mouth had enveloped the end of his penis. William, unknown to Michael, had been watching an listening for some time and really didn't see why he needed to be left out of the fun! Slurping over the end before lifting his head, William clearly liked the taste too. "Hell of a leak you've got there Uncle Mike," he smiled, licking his lips. Before he could blink, Peters form leaped across his body at his twin brother and they tumbled to the floor and slammed into the wardrobe door. "You went first in the bath!" Peter screamed, "Its my turn to go first this time." "F-u-c-k o-f-f!" was the swift reply. Michael threw himself into the melley, grabbing at what he could, emerging with Peter under his right arm round the waist and William, sort of upsidedown, left arm surrounding his thighs and pubic area. They kicked like fury. "Quite!" Michael commanded "you'll wake your Mum and if you down stop kicking, I'll drop you both." Michael stumbled and fell onto his backside with the two boys on top of him. Quickly the scrambled into an embrace, one twin in each arm and the all started to laugh. The potential problem of explaining to their Mum, Suzanna, why they were cavorting and wrestling around the bedroom naked hit the three of them at the same time. The shared the joke for a few seconds, tittering over silly observations. "Just tell her its WWF." "What naked?" "and with stiffies?" (more cuckles). "Listen guys," Michael said, trying to be a bit serious "if its what you want, this is something we can share, all together, the three of us ...... if you want." The tightening hugs meant that the torrent of pleases, yeses, thank yous and whats and whens were entirely superfluous. The three naked friends lay back, Mickael in the middle, one boys head resting on each shoulder. His hands roamed over the areas of their bodies he could reach and idly carressing the boys nipples. The boys in turn were each exploring his body. His chest, his nipples, his naval and, of course, every now and then without wanting to appear that they were lingering, his dick and balls. They stroked and poked and squeezed and teased. Michael's cock was rigid as a flag pole,his eyes tight shut, his mind awash with pleasure. "Uncle Mike." "Yes Peter" "You said you cumm when you orgasm like we did in the bath?" "Yep but you won't be able to make sperm for a bit yet, but the feelings are just as great." "Do you cumm, like sperm?" "yep" "Can we see it?" Michael let loose a long sigh. "Peter, put the lamp on, if you want to see properly that is. William, you lie beside me ....... yep down a bit, your face nned to be near my willy and I want to get at yours too." William positioned himself as he was told and immediately reached out and started stroking Michael's raging hard on. "Wait, not yet," he whispered, knowing this wouldn't be going to take too long once they got going. "Now you the same on the other side Peter." "Okay, this is how this will work - and no arguments, I'm sure everyone will get to 'take their turn' more than once before the week's out." The boys chuckled, hands everywhere, touching, stroking whilke trying to make it seem almost accidental. "Peter, you get to do the dick cos you asked the question, William, you can play with my balls or anything else that takes you interest. Me, I'll handle both of you at this end." Michael gave each butt a swift pat. "Okay Peter, hand round the shaft and start working it up and down." "oh, wanking." Yes .... how nicely put!" Gently, carefully, Michael started to instruct the boys on giving pleasure. Peter was absorbed in Michael's tool, lengthening or shortening, accelerating and slowing his strokes almost instinctively. Michael could feel his breath on the tip of his penis and occasionally, the moistness of his tongue or mouth as Peter sampled his pouring fluids. Michael took William in his mouth, repeating the treatment he had given the boy's boyhood just a couple of hours earlier. This tims though, he pulled the boy's body over his face and started to lap between the boys balls and butt, his tongue eventially working its way into his crevice and flicking at his puckered hole. With his other hand, Michael worked at Peter's stiffy, carressing the prick, working the foreskin back and forth over the head, nipping the tiny balls in their sack and probing at his butthole. William kneeded Michaels balls, feeling their form weight and, copying Michael's ministrations, explored his crack and hole. Michael's butt started to lift off the mattress and Peter's hand moved faster and faster on his shaft. William's hands seemed to be flying all over Michaels groin and his hips bucked and thrust his whole package in and out of Michael's mouth almost savagely. Michael's fingers worked on Peter's small cock struggling to keep in sych with the boys increasingly frezid movements. William experianced his orgasm just fraction of a second before Michael splattered his stomach and chest, and the boy's faces, with spurt after spurt of his love juice. Before the last stream shot from Michael's dick, Peter himself joined the other two in the final throws of his ecstacy. The boys shifted position, squatting alongside his chest. "You spunked on my face," whispered Peter. "Mine too." William chuckled. Michael sat up and in turn, kissed each boy firmly on the lips before licking the cumm from their faces. Peter then bent his head towards Michael's stomach, "I want to taste." Peter's tongue flicked onto Michael's stomach and chest, joined barely a second later by his twin's. After a short conference which came to the conclusion the both liked it, the two tongues returned to Michael's torso, this time lapping eagerly, each boy not wanting to lose out on his share of the spoils. Michael laid back and sighed. When they had finished, the boys snuggled alongside Michael and they drifted off to sleep. That was how Suzanna Grey found them when she quietly prised open the door to wake them. Her eyes drank in the scene, Michael Devlin, naked on top of the spare mattress, his arms around her naked sons who snuggled peacefully against him. Williams hand rested carelessly in Michaels lap and she could see Peter had a decent enough morning glory. The duvet was in a heap against the wardrobe door and the room had a familiar odour. Not the normal mix of boy, talc, Lynx and socks, but the scent of passion and sex. Suzanna Grey closed the door with a faint click and leaned back against it. It was clear what had gone on it that room overnight, but equally it was clear from their positions and the looks on their faces that far from being coerced into doing Michael's bidding, her twins were blissfully happy and at peace. Hell, it wouldn't surprise her if they hadn't set things in motion. A smile came over her face. She wasn't sure exactly what she was going to do, but she knew that she was okay, no, almost pleased that the relationship between Michael and the boys was growing stronger and stronger. No she would let them keep their secret, at least for now. Quietly going back down the passageway, she went downstairs doing a fair impression of a baby elephant and clattered around the kitchen preparing breakfast until she heard the bathroom door close and the drum of water hitting the shower floor.