Date: Thu, 12 Jun 2003 10:01:32 -0700 (PDT) From: Van Essa Subject: Mikey Likes It! Part 1 DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving young men and boys. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. Mikey Likes it! When I was 12 years old and my brother Steve was 15 our mom died from some strange cancer that we only knew about for 3 months. My dad, Steve and I were all devastated but I think that it affected me the most as being the "baby" of the family I was really close to mom. Steve had girl friend to talk to and be comforted by and dad was just expected to "hold up" but I felt very alone with no one to comfort me. About a week after the funeral I asked Steve if I could sleep with him because I was feeling lonely. He said "sure kid" and I hopped into bed with him. Steve only wore his undershorts to bed, no shirt, and wanting to be like him, that's how I was dressed that night. I kind of cuddled up next to him and eventually laid my head on his hairless chest. It felt pretty nice to me and I found myself running my hand over his chest and tummy just for something to do. Mom breast fed up until we were about 18 months old and I found myself thinking about how i loved to run my little hand over mom's beautiful tits when she let me suckle. I asked Steve, "Do you remember how nice mom's tits were?". "Yeah they sure looked good. I really liked to see her in her bra and panties when she was getting dressed. She never seemed to mind that we were in the room, did she?". I replied," I used to get excited seeing her nipples get hard and kind of poke out of her sweater when the room was cold or dad played a little grab ass with her in the kitchen." "Speaking of hard nipples", Steve said, "mine are like little rocks." With that I moved my hand from his tummy up to his left tit and sure enough it was like a stone. I kind of pinched it and gave it a little twist. Steve purred so I kept on rubbing it and he whispered "don't you dare stop that." Not only did I not stop, my head was lying on his right tit so I lifted it up, turned slightly, and began nibbling, sucking, and lashing at his nipple with my tongue. This was great! Almost like mom's. Maybe I was just born to suck. Whatever, Steve was going nuts. "Do it more Mikey! Do it more! Both sides, suck harder, bite me, Oh Mikey!" Steve's big hand was on my back massaging it and encouraging me to keep sucking on his tits. It felt really good. I sure didn't fell alone anymore. After what seemed like an hour of making my brother squirm with my tongue at his chest he said that I had given him a major hardon. "What?" I said. "is a hardon". "You know, you've made my cock as hard as a rock. Go ahead, check it out man." With that he lifted my left hand from his tit and placed it right on the front of his undershorts. Man was I surprised. Only knowing my little pecker and seeing my brother's limp in the bath or something I did not realize how big a man's cock could get. This thing was at least 6 1/2 inches long and about as big around as a polish sausage. I let my thumb and finger tips measure the girth and I traced it's length repeatedly from the base at Steve's balls to the tip reaching almost to his hip. I kept doing that and I felt Steve tensing it up and then relaxing it making it bounce up and down in his pants. "Rub my nuts Mikey,please!" Steve moaned. With that I reached way down and grabbed a handful of balls. I found that I liked massaging his nuts almost as much as I liked rubbing his cock through his shorts. This was heavenly to me and I would have been happy to stay right there forever. Steve had other ideas. He pulled my hand away from its travels up and down his dick and quickly pushed his undershorts down halfway to his knees. With my head still on his chest and the light coming through the window from the streetlight I could see his magnificent pole rising at a steep angle from his belly. Even in the dark the thing looked gorgeous and I could not stop myself from grabbing it with my soft hand again. This time as I traced my fingers from base I found it wet and slippery right at the tip. I twirled my finger through the juice and Steve explained all about precum and how it makes everything slippery so that it will go in easier. Being curious and having a lot of it on my finger, I gave it a taste. Man this stuff was nice. Silky, slippery and just a bit salty, yum. I sure hoped that there was more were that came from and I went back to rubbing Steve's big boner. I loved the way Steve wiggled his hips around as I stroked him. After awhile I wrapped my hand around his throbbing meat instead of just rubbing it with my fingers. With all of the precum on it my hand just glided up and down his shaft. Every once in awhile I would let go of his dick and give his sack a short massage and I liked feeling his balls roll around in my hand. "Stroke me Mikey!" Steve moaned and I returned to pulling the pole. I felt it throb two or three times and then a huge load of juice shot out and landed in front of my face still resting on Steve's chest. A few more burst shot forth and soon there was a column of sticky stuff from his dick to my face. I let my fingers play in his stuff and it felt different from the precum. Thicker and more gooey. I scooped some up and it all wanted to cling to my fingers together. I stuck my hand in my mouth and proceeded to lick my finger clean. While different form the crystal precum the white goo tasted good to me too. "That's called come, sperm, spooge. Is it good Mikey?" I answered by lifting my head and licking his belly clean. I slurped it all up and then finished by giving his belly a prolonged tongue bath. "That was incredible brother!" Steve said."yeah it was I told him." Then I rolled away and went to sleep with the taste of come on my lips. Maybe I was born to eat come and to suck. Time would tell. More to come........ Comments? vanityfair44@yahoo.com