Date: Thu, 15 May 2008 16:52:32 -0700 (PDT) From: Florida Piper Subject: "GOD was generous" part 2 All the usual disclaimers apply...yada, yada, yada ....if you are not old enough in your jurisdiction to read sexually explicit material then leave now. IF you are old enough and want to read such martial, welcome and thanks for reading. From part one: As we pulled into the garage to put our bikes up he grabs my crotch, smiles and says "bedtime is going to be fun" and disappears into the house yelling "Mom, we're home" As I run after him his Mom shouts from the kitchen that we should shower and get into clean clothes as dinner will be served shortly. Reaching the top of the stairs I head to the left to my new room. It's not a huge room, but has everything I need. You know, bed, dresser, desk, chair. I don't have a TV or any tunes yet. None of my European stuff works over here. Michael's Dad has promised to take me shopping this weekend for some stuff. The neat thing is that Michael's room connects to my room by a bathroom.. His Mom called it a `Jack and Jill' but if you ask me it's a Justin and Michael. Hehe. Michael suddenly pops his head into my room from the bathroom and tells me he's got the shower at the perfect temperature and to hurry up and get in and he'll wash my back for me. I quickly strip and join him in the shower. I mean, why not? Right? We've been skinny dipping together all afternoon and have no secrets anymore. Once in the shower Michael grabs the shampoo and tells me to get my hair good and wet. He then suds up my head and gives me a scalp massage which feels surprisingly good. After I rinse the shampoo out he starts soaping up my back, giving me a great back rub in the process. Of course my 12 year old cock starts to swell up. I'm so lost in the feeling of the back rub that I barely notice that his hands are dropping lower and lower. Now he's soaping my bum and then without warning he reaches around with his soapy hand and grabs my now fully hard cock. It's just a quick grope that lingers for just a moment before he says to turn around so he can soap the rest of me. Looking at me he says that I do indeed have a big dick for a kid my age hell he even admits that it's bigger than his and all his friends he's ever seen hard. I look down and he's hard, too, but it looks to be about the same size to me and I say so. He says that yeah it might be almost the same length but mine felt thicker in his hand and reminds me that at my age he was much smaller. He guides my hand to his cock and after a quick grope I had to agree, but I tell him that it's not that much different. With that he pushes me under the spray of water to rinse the suds off and says that it's my turn to soap him up, but to hurry up or we'll be late for dinner. Dinner was good. His Mom had made my favorite. Meatloaf, with mashed potatoes and corn. It was almost as good as my Mom's. For a second the tears, which had finally stopped for the most part, threatened to return. I still miss my parents. His Dad noticed and giving me time to get my shit back together asks Michael what he did today. Michael tells him about our bike ride but obviously leaves out the skinny dipping part; although I think both his parents know about that as they both kind of smiled when he told them we had biked the path in the woods. Funny how parents always seem to know what you think is your big secret. After dinner we helped his Mom with the dishes and then gathered in the great room for bowls of ice cream and a movie. During commercials his Dad told me that the insurance money and my parent's stock portfolio had finally been deposited into the trust account that had been set up for me. It wasn't a huge amount according to him, but enough to take care of things and pay for college and maybe even have enough left for a down payment on a small house after I graduate and get a job to cover the mortgage payments. It all makes my head spin. Dude I'm only 12 and he's talking about college and mortgage payments. WTF!? About halfway through the movie I've had enough and excuse myself saying I'm tired and going to bed. It's kind of hot and stuffy in my room even with the window open. I strip out of my clothes, climb on the bed naked and hug my pillow and try to fall asleep. It too hot though. All I do is toss and turn and try to get comfortable. After a while Michael comes in through the connecting bathroom to see if I'm still awake. I tell him that it's too hot to fall asleep. So he suggests I sleep with him as he has a ceiling fan in his room and we'll ask his father to install one for me, too. I'm like I don't know dude the fan sounds good but won't our body heat negate that. He reminds me that his bed is a queen size, not a full size like mine, so there is enough room for both of us without having to be right up against each other. I had to admit that it was much better in there. He had the fan turned on high which created a nice breeze over our naked bodies. He also had some music playing softly which was relaxing and I was soon nodding off.. During the night the temperature dropped and it got a little chilly. Michael must have thought so, too, as I woke up to find him spooned in behind me with his arm over my chest gently hugging me to his warm body. Now you figure it out. 12 y/o waking up half hard anyhow, warm body spooned to me and my dick went from half mast to full wood as fast as I gained complete consciousness.. As Michael slowly awoke, his hand started slowly exploring my chest, flicking my nipples, running down over my stomach until his fingers were finally playing with my pubes, running through my bush kind of like a comb. I could feel his dick hardening and poking the small of my back. While playing with my pubes Michael says in my ear that he had never seen an uncut dick up close until yesterday, had never seen one hard and was curious what the foreskin did when I jerked off. I groaned that if he wanted to find out he had better finish what he started or I'd have to take matters into my own hand, so to speak. That was all the invitation he needed. His hand slowly moved from my bush to my balls and then back up to my cock. He grabbed my shaft and started to jerk me off. As the skin retracted to uncover my cock head he gasped and said how cool he thought that was and was amazed at the texture and color of my cock head. I asked what he meant and he stopped for a second, scooting around until we were in a kind of 69 position where I could look at and touch him while he looked at and touched me. I immediately saw what he meant. His cock head was pretty much the same color as the shaft of his cock whereas mine gets really red almost purple when I'm excited and hard. The texture of his was also somewhat rough I'd guess you'd have to say compared to the silky smooth texture of mine. He was totally fascinated with my foreskin, moving it up and over my cock head and then retracting it again and again and in no time at all I shot my load. After I cum I usually zone out for a few minutes, but I forced myself to keep stroking him for another minute until he shot his load, too. We fell back asleep for a while after that and woke up a little later still head to foot with dried cum all over us. A quick shower took care of that and we got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. The rest of the morning was spent doing all sorts of chores his Mom threw at us. He mowed the lawn while I swept out the garage and raked up the leaves and clippings. Then we had to wash her car. Fold our laundry. Vacuum our rooms. By the time we were done it was lunchtime. After lunch she said she was going grocery shopping and we could do what we wanted as long as we stayed out of trouble and were home in time for dinner. We spent that afternoon riding our bikes. Played a little soccer in the park with a few other kids Michael introduced me to, got some ice cream cones and headed home to play some video games. I'm not very good at video games and after Michael beat my ass several times in a row I'd had enough. I plopped down on his bed and asked him what he wanted to do next. He just smiled and said "Truth or dare?" Chapter three is coming. I'm rather busy this next week so it might be a little while, but it will post. As always, comments appreciated. 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