Date: Mon, 2 Mar 2009 05:10:39 EST
From: WandererF65@aol.com
Subject: Danny's Story 2

For adult Readers Only

Danny's Story

Part 2

After the first time sucking off Mike, I was hooked. I could not wait for him
to come back into Bill's shop again. I would still check out the men's room
to see who was there. However, no one came in to play that week. At least not
when I was watching.
Finally, Mike came back into the shop, but there was a kid around my age
tagging along. I hung back waiting for some sign of recognition. Mike noticed me,
smiled, said hi and asked me to show them some bike chain.
Bill would let me help him stock items for the shop and I was proud that I
knew where most parts could be located. I led the two of them to the aisle where
the bike chain was displayed.
When we got to the chain, Mike introduced me to his friend. The kid was Mike'
s cousin, Billy. Billy was 12. and lived in town. Also, Billy was a super
cute, Hispanic/Anglo mix with the most beautiful green eyes, jet black hair and
approx. my height and build.
Billy asked if I raced BMX and I told him no.
"Would you like to? Heck you work in the coolest bike shop in town. Do you
have any idea how lucky you are?"
"I guess, I never thought about it, I usually just play around on my board"
"If you want to ride, I bet Bill would sponsor you. He could get free ads.
Its way fun and you'll meet a lot of other cool kids."
"Would you teach me, I asked?"
"Sure, that's why Mike brought me here today. He says you're a cool kid and
he likes you"
Mike went on to explain that Billy was one of the best riders in his age
class, while Billy stood there blushing.
"OK, I'll ask Bill and thanks."
Billy gave me a piece of paper with his phone number, shook my hand, smiled
and said "see ya buddy,"
"What about the chain, I asked?"
Mike told me the chain was for him. He picked out some chain and gave me a
length. I asked Bill to cut it for us. I wasn't allowed to use the chain cutter
yet.
After Mike paid for the chain, he asked if I wanted to go outside and talk,
he needed a smoke. So we went outside while Mike lit up a cig.
"So, not what you expected." Inquired Mike?
"Nope, I was hoping for a repeat of last time except I promise I won't be so
bad at it. That is if you'll let me," I asked.
Mike smiled and tussled my hair and said "You were fine."
"I was just a bit concerned about you when you started gagging and choking
and then when I pulled you out of the stall and saw you were Bill's kid, I kind
of freaked."
"Why," I asked?
"Because, I didn't want to get my butt kicked for messing with his kid."
"I can take care of myself, and besides, I would never tell" I told him.
"Maybe so, but your uncle and his buddies are no one to mess with."
I decided to change the subject.
"So, it was kewl of you to bring Billy in, He's nice."
"He's a cool kid, like you. I figured you could use some friend around your
own age. Before he left, He told me he thought you were cute."
"He did? Wow, I think he's way cute."
"Is Billy gay too?"
"I don't talk, guess you'll have to find out for your self," Mike said
grinning.
"I knew you two would hit it off," he told me, stomping on his cig butt.
"So, you still gonna let me suck you again," I asked?
Mike just grinned and said "I thought you would never ask."
I led Mike round to the rear of the shop to an old camper van parked in Bill'
s lot. We got inside and I locked the doors behind us.
"Is this safe," asked Mike?
"Yea, one of Bill's friends stores it here and only uses it for trips to the
lake in the summer, its fine."
Mike sat down on the bed and smiled while I knelt on the floor in front of
him. I undid his snap, pulled down his zipper, and in a few seconds I had his
pants and boxers down to his ankles. This time I was going to take my time.
There was no reason to rush.
I started out by pushing up his shirt and slowly licking under his belly
button and down to his pubes. After that, I began kissing and licking all over his
rock hard shaft. All the while Mike was giving me encouragement and telling
me how good I made him feel.
I licked underneath his shaft while stoking it, then started licking his
balls. It was fun to roll them around in my mouth and tongue them. Mike was
getting more and more excited, so I let go of his balls and started licking and
sucking on his foreskin and dickhead. After that, I got down to a regular rhythm
of going up and down on his dick as far as I could get it into my mouth, while
rolling my tongue around it and squeezing his balls with my hand. All the
while, I could feel my little dick tenting up tight in my jeans.
I must have been doing something right, coz Mike was jumping round like a
wild bunny. He  pushed my head as far down on his dick as it would go without
choking me. I could taste the same thing slowly oozing out of his piss slit that
I thought was pee the first time I sucked him. This only got me more sexed up
and made me suck even faster and harder.
Finally he became really excited and said that he was coming. He tried to
pull his dick out of my mouth, but I wouldn't let him. I pushed my face forward
and grabbed his now sweaty ass cheeks, pushing his dick further in than before.
I held my breath and made sure not to inhale while his dick shot out load
after load of the wonderful white stuff, coated the inside of my mouth.
After he was spent, he let go of my head and just lay back, I kept my lips
clamped around his now shrinking dick, savoring the wonderful taste of his
juices, while slowly swallowing every drop.
After a few minutes I removed his dick from my mouth and laid my head on his
stomach and put my arms around him and squeezed.
"Damn, that was the best ever," he told me, while still breathing hard.
"I told you I could do it if I knew what was coming. I didn't choke or
anything and I swallowed every drop. You tasted great."
Mike then did something I never would have expected. He pulled me up on the
bed, kissed me on the mouth and hugged me. We laid there with him holding me
for several minutes.
I had never been so happy in my life.
Before we left the camper, Mike made me promise to call Billy and not to
forget to ask Bill if he would sponsor me when I learned how to ride. I
promised I would.

To be continued

If you like this story, you might enjoy reading my other story "Dude" from
Feb. 20, 2009, listed in Science Fiction & Fantasy.

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