Date: Thu, 1 Apr 1999 13:33:18 EST
From: Smartman2@aol.com
Subject: Mike (part two, HS)

     This story is mostly true and happened to me.  All the names have been
changed to protect the subjects' privacy.  This story contains descriptions of
sexual acts between young men.  If you do not wish to read this, or if you are
under eighteen, please exit now.  Thanks.

Mike, part two

    At about four thirty we spotted Chris pedaling his bike up the long,
twisting driveway.  Mike had suggested that we only put on shorts, so we were
bare-chested and barefoot when we met him at the door.  He was as cute and
nice as I'd remembered him.  He'd shot up to nearly six feet tall.  His blond
hair had darkened to a gold-flecked light brown.  And panting and sweaty from
his long bike ride, he was very sexy.  I suggested that we all go swimming to
help Chris cool off.  He enthusiastically agreed.  Mike took him upstairs to
show him to his room.
     Mike had told me to sneak upstairs after them and watch through the door.
When I got to the top of the stairs, sure enough I saw that Mike had left
Chris's bedroom door open an inch, just enough for me to see inside.  I crept
up to the door.  Chris was taking a few things out of his bag.
     "You're looking pretty good," Mike said to Chris who'd just taken off his
shirt.
     "Thanks, you too," Chris answered.  He pulled his swimsuit out of his
backpack and dropped his sweaty shorts and underwear to the floor.
     "I tell you what," Mike said, moving up to Chris before he could put his
bathing suit on, "I can hardly wait for my chance to suck that dick of yours."
He cupped Chris' limp penis and balls in his and kneaded them gently.
      "Oh yeah?" Chris smiled, rapidly getting hard.
      "Yeah," Mike answered.
     "Wow, this is cool," Chris said.  "I can't believe you wanna suck me so
bad.  You never would before.  What happened?"
     Chris was fully hard now.  Mike continued to gently stroke his cock.
Chris's cock was really beautiful.  I thought it looked to be about seven
inches long, which was about the same as mine.  Chris placed one hand on
Mike's waist and began rubbing Mike's crotch with the other.
     "I dunno," Mike shrugged, "I guess I just stopped being afraid if it."
     With that he leaned in and kissed Chris on the mouth. Chris seemed
shocked for a moment, but didn't pull away.  After a moment they were kissing
passionately.  Then Chris pulled away.
     "Oh god," he sighed, beaming, "I hope we get our chance soon!"
     "Don't worry, we will," Mike said, nipping at Chris' neck.  "I'm sure we
can slip away from Matt for a while."
     I winced a bit, out of jealousy, but I quickly reminded myself that Mike
knew I was watching and that his ultimate goal was to get us all in bed
together.
     "Mmm, too bad he can't join us," Chris said, wrapping his arms around the
back of Mike's head as Mike bent down to lick Chris' nipples.
     "Hey, maybe he will," Mike grinned, cryptically.
     "Whoa, what do you mean?" Chris asked.  "You think he would?"
     "I dunno, maybe" Mike said, taking Chris' hand and pulling him toward the
door.  "Come on, we'd better go."
     "But I need to put my suit on," Chris protested.
     "Ah, we never wear them here," Mike said, pausing to drop his own shorts
to the floor.
     I slipped into the bedroom across the hall and waited for them to go
downstairs before following.  I detoured through the kitchen, shedding my
shorts along the way, and caught up with them in the den.  Mike was still
holding Chris' hand.  Chris pulled quickly away and covered his dick up
partially with his hand.
     "Good, you're ready," I said.  Chris was blushing a bit.  All three of
our cocks were still hard.  "Let's go."
     I fell in beside Chris as we made our way out to the poolroom.
     "This is cool," I said, my voice cracking, not sure of how to begin.
     Chris turned his head toward me, questioningly.
     "It's cool to finally get to compare our dicks."
     It took Chris a moment to remember how we had talked, over two years
before, about comparing our cocks someday.  A heart-melting smile spread over
his face when he did remember.
     "Oh yeah," he said brightly, "well, it looks like we're about the same
now.  I'm glad we didn't do it then, you were bigger than me."
     "Well, you've grown up pretty nicely now," I said, glancing down
admiringly at his hard cock.
     "Thanks," Chris said, running his eyes over me, "you too."
     We stood smiling at each other for a moment that was, at least for me,
buzzing with sexual tension.  We were in the poolroom now, and mike broke the
tension by diving into the water.
     We swam for about an hour or so and had a wonderful time as the sun began
to set through the large picture windows on the west side of the room.  We
eventually got into a huge splashing match.  At one point, Chris and I were in
the shallow end and he was dunking me mercilessly.  I was finally able to grab
him around the neck and sweep him up with my other arm.  For a moment, as I
lifted him, my hand slipped down and perfectly cupped his now soft cock and
balls.  His eyes locked onto mine.  We had both been laughing, but now we were
silent and only his smile remained.  An instant later I flipped him backward
into the water and swam into the deep end before Chris could retaliate.
     As soon as he got his bearings, Chris let out a whoop and began to swim
after me.  Mike blocked his path, though, just before the pool became too deep
to stand up in.  They splashed at each other, Chris attempting to get around
him, until Mike was able to drive Chris back against the side of the pool.  I
had climbed up the ladder at the far side of the deep end, and was watching
all this from the side of the pool.  Mike was holding Chris against the wall
as Chris continued to struggle.  They were pressed up against each other face
to face, and if I had come upon them without knowing what was going on, it
would be very easy to think that they were making out.  My cock twitched a
little.
     "Come on, Matt!" Mike yelled, turning his head toward me.  "I've got
him!"
     An idea had struck me.
     "Hey, I just remembered," I said, "I've got go feed the horses before it
gets dark."
     Mike and Chris had stopped thrashing, but still remained in their
embrace.
     "I'll go throw on some clothes and run to the barn," I continued.  "You
guys can stay here.  I'll be back in half an hour or so."
     I grabbed a towel and exited the poolroom.  I paused a moment or two in
the passageway before turning around and puling back the curtain from the
class door just enough to peek in.  Sure enough, Mike and Chris were still in
each other's arms, but now they were locked in a long, deep kiss.  I could see
their tongues working in each other's mouths.  I got instantly hard again.
Reluctantly, I turned away and went into the house.  The horses, of course, I
had fed earlier in the day, which Mike was well aware of.  I knew he'd
recognize my game and play along.  I went as far as the living room before I
paused again to wait.
     Sure enough, not two minutes had passed before I heard the door to the
poolroom open.  Mike called out my name.  I didn't answer, but darted through
the open door of the small projection room so that I would be hidden in case
they came into the living room.  I could hear Mike telling Chris they'd have
plenty of time before I got back.  I had expected to hear them climbing the
stairs to the second floor, but instead I heard the back door to my uncle's
office open and close.  I crept out of the projection room on my hands and
knees and considered opening the front door to the office, which was to my
left, but decided it was far too creaky, and I didn't want to be seen yet.
Then I realized Mikes plan, and it was a very clever one!  The living room
fireplace was a double fireplace, with the hearth being shared by both the
living room and the office.  So if I looked through the glass doors covering
the hearth, I could see right into the office. The living room was getting
dark, but Mike had turned the lights on in the office, so I was concealed
while they were in perfect view to me.  In fact, from my angle I found myself
looking straight at the large leather couch onto which Mike had pushed Chris.
     They were both kneeling on it and holding each other close as they kissed
passionately.  Both their hot young cocks were rock hard and beginning to
throb.  I watched breathlessly as they groped and stroked each other.  Before
long, Mike began to slide down Chris's body.  Both of them were panting hard
and still wet from the pool.  Chris held Mike's head between his hands as Mike
ground his face into Chris's nipples, causing him to cry out with pleasure.
Suddenly Mike dropped to his knees and pushed Chris's legs far apart.  He then
buried his nose in Chris' pubic hair and inhaled deeply.  He held Chris' long
cock back against his stomach and began to lap at the shaft with long, slow
licks.  Chris whimpered as Mike turned his attention to Chris' balls, rolling
his tongue under them and slipping them into his mouth.  I knew Mike expected
me to slip into the room at some point, but I'd decided to just keep watching
for now.  I hadn't decided how I was going to work my way into this picture
yet, but it wasn't going to be like this.
     Mike was deep-throating Chris now.  Chris' breathing was short and his
pelvis raised up off of the couch as he thrust into Mike's mouth with short,
sharp strokes.  He was still dripping from the pool, but I could see sweat
starting to run off of his brow as well.  A few seconds later he clamped his
hands onto the sides of Mike's head and thrust his hips off the couch as high
as they could go.  His teeth clenched and a strangled moan forced it's way out
of his throat as he emptied his balls into Mike's mouth.  Mike moaned around
Chris' cock as he held it with one hand and tried to swallow the whole load.
Large drops of it began to leak out of the corners of Mike's lips and land
with a splat on the carpet.
     My own cock was aching to spurt in my hand, but I decided not to let it.
Mike had climbed back onto the couch and was straddling Chris.  His beautiful
buns clenched and unclenched as he jacked his own cock, his head thrown back
and his eyes closed.  Chris held him around the waist and flicked his tongue
against the tip of Mike's cock.  With a loud moan, Mike began to shudder.
Then, with a twitch, his cock began shooting thick globs of cum onto Chris'
chest.  They both moaned as it ran down Chris's stomach and into his patch of
brown pubic hair.  Chris even managed to catch a few drops on his tongue,
which he swallowed hungrily.  Mike gave a sigh and slumped down into Chris'
arms.  They began to kiss again, much slower this time, as Chris turned Mike
and lowered him onto the couch until they were both lying flat, Chris' head
resting on Mike's chest.
     Silently I crept out of the living room and up the stairs to my bedroom,
where I would dress and try to decide just how I wanted to let myself in on
the game.

     Well, that was part two.  I really appreciate all the wonderful feedback
I've gotten so far.  Part three will be coming soon.  Thanks again and please
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