Date: Wed, 22 Feb 2006 18:19:39 -0000
From: Succum241@msn.com
Subject: Mick and Friends - 4

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Mick and Friends -- 4

Chapter 3 ended:

"The only wimpy thing about this is your arguing now. Don't you see? This
is just what I actually want. I want to be able to do this to you. I wank
over thinking about doing this sort of thing. Having some boy just lie
there and let me do just as I please. You will be giving me great pleasure
by doing this my way; and it will also give me the chance to find out if I
get as much pleasure and enjoyment out of it as I have thought I
would. Ok?"

"You make a mean argument, Brandon; and I'm too tired to fight. Please have
your way with me."

"Oh boy! You really mean that? I can make my private fantasies come true?"

"I don't know about that, but I trust you not to hurt me and I care enough
about you to let you try."

"Thanks Mick. I've really wanted to try this but didn't know how to ask; or
rather what your reaction would be and so I guess I was afraid to ask."

"What do I need to do then?" I asked, which was a stupid question as he had
already told me. I needed to just lie on the bed.

"Nothing for now; except to let me take your shirt off of you and then lie
on your back on the bed. I will tell you if a need a little help from time
to time."

"Ok. You're the boss now." I finally succumbed.

I had no real idea what Brandon was planning on doing to or with me, but I
was kind of excited at the idea of being the obedient partner to the
dominant one. Excited enough to have a hard-on which was tenting my shorts
rather well as I lay, shirtless and flat on my back down the centre line of
the bed. While these thoughts were racing through my head, Brandon was
rummaging around in a drawer of his dresser. Presently he found what he
wanted and came back over to the bed. He was holding an eyeshade like the
ones you get on an aeroplane which are supposed to help you to sleep on the
flight, and never do. "I just want to put these on you and I don't want you
to try and look at me or what I'm doing -- ok?" he asked.

"Yeah sure. But don't be surprised if they help me to fall asleep."

"Ooh, I don't think you will find it easy to fall asleep until I'm
finished. Now I just have a few things to sort out and preparations to make
so please be patient."

Although I knew the light was on in the room, it was as if I was lying
there in the dark. I could hear Brandon moving around and getting some
things out of cupboards and drawers. Then I it sounded tome like he was
getting undressed, but I obediently did not peek, so it was only when we
discussed it the next morning that I found out exactly what he had done
when. But for the purpose of this narrative, I will tell it only the once
with what I presumed at the time and what I later learned mixed together.

Finally it got quiet and I could only just hear Brandon as he moved over to
the bed and climbed up on it alongside of me. For several moments he did
not touch me, but just sat there next to me and looked. Then he finally
succumbed and started tracing the features of my face with his finger
touching so lightly that it tickled more than giving a sensation of
touch. After having explored my face, Brandon moved lower, gently running
his fingers over the bumps in my neck. He tapped slightly on my Adam's
apple which in the heightened state I was now in had an indescribable
effect on me. I guess it was because it showed how vulnerable I was and
therefore how much I trusted my friend; someone else could do a lot of
damage with just one sharp blow; maybe even kill.

Brandon then leaned forward and brought his lips to mine. His tongue probed
through between my lips and started a dance with my tongue; but when I put
my arms around his shoulders, Brandon broke off the kiss to tell me to
leave then down by my side. He resumed kissing me and his hands again began
to wonder, now over my chest and upper abdomen. When he found my nipples it
was like a jolt of electricity going through me, as he gently circled them
and teased them to erection like my cock had been for what seemed like
hours, but really was less than half an hour.

Again the kiss was broken, but this time it was to allow his lips to go
where his hands had been just before that. As he sucked in my nipple and
gently rolled it between his teeth, his fingers found my navel and did a
little tap dance before moving on down and to the side. He lightly
fluttered around and went over my shorts and down my leg without touching
that which I now desperately needed him to touch. His fingers traced around
my knee and slowly came up my leg on the inside only to jump over to the
other leg before reaching my cock and start the route down towards my knee
again. Up the outside and to my navel. He came so tantalisingly close to my
waiting knob, but never close enough. Each time his hand completed a
circuit, he would move over to the other nipple and draw that into his
mouth, and as he teased that with his teeth and tongue, so his hand would
begin the next round. I was almost going mad with desire and in a frenzy
begged him to get on with it.

"You are too tired to make demands. And besides you promised that I could
have my way with you." Brandon returned my plea unfilled.

He had done about six circuits when he eventually moved his mouth from
nipples and licked my body down to my navel. When he reached this his
tongue began to probe the depths of it like a piston in a cylinder. Going
in and out and creating some unbelievable sensations in the tip of my
cock. His hand had continued the circuit and as he came up the inside of my
thigh, this time he allowed his fingers to enter the leg of my shorts and
give a little tickle to my ball bag, before heading off down the other
thigh. His hand could not return to the starting point of my navel because
his mouth was in the way and so he let brush over my raging hard-on which I
was sure would shoot any moment without having had any real direct
stimulation. And off it went on the next round down the leg to the knee and
back up the inside of the leg. Without realising it I had moved my legs
apart a little in order to give him more access to the place so desired he
go to. This time as his hand went up the leg of my shorts he took my balls
into his hand and gave them a wonderful gentle massage. Then he took his
hand out and raised his head off of my navel.

"Time for your shorts to disappear." He said as he grabbed the hem and
began to tug them downwards. "Lift your bum a bit please." And the shorts
slid down and off my legs in one fluid movement. Totally naked I lay there
with my cock making involuntary bobbing movements in its
excitement. Suddenly he swooped and my cock was engulfed in the warmth and
wetness of his mouth and before he had really started to pump it, it gave
up the struggle and started to shoot its load with force into the back of
his mouth. It was certainly the greatest orgasm I had had, and I think I
had more ejaculatory spurts than I had ever had. Further it would be some
time before I had another orgasm which could compare with it.

But Brandon was not finished yet. He licked the last vestiges of cum from
my cock and then moved down to suck on my balls. This had the effect of
preventing my dick from becoming limp and so he moved back up taking my
cock into his mouth for a bit more and then licking on up through my navel
and over my nipples again until he was able to kiss me on the mouth. With
that he began to rub his cock against my cock and in my groin. He was
dripping with pre-cum and there was sufficient to lubricate so that he slid
smoothly against my hairless skin. Shortly he had to break off the kiss
because he was running short of air and was humping faster as his own
orgasm drew near. The need to keep the noise level down made it very
difficult and he buried his face into the pillow to smother his gasps and
grunts. By this time he was slamming into me with such force and such a
rate I was sure I would end up with bruises in peculiar places. But finally
with a heavy grunt he began to drop his load.  Shot after shot forced its
way out of his prick and onto our stomachs. Before he had finished I could
feel the extra running down my side to drip onto the bed coverings. Brandon
rolled off of me and then turned and started to lick his spunk off my
stomach. As he finished cleaning me up, he asked,

"Have you got the energy to clean my tummy?"

"I will gladly give it a try. What you have done for me tonight deserves
some effort and giving in return. I never knew it could get as intense as
that." I removed the eyeshade and had Brandon lie down on his back and set
to work licking the cum which had smeared over his stomach off to the last
morsel.

Once we had cleaned the cum off of each other we literally collapsed back
onto the bed and just lay there -- totally exhausted. About ten minutes
later once we had got our breath back, Brandon suggested we just get under
the covers and sleep as we were. I readily agreed and as the light went off
we turned and kissed each other and declared our love to each other and
were asleep in seconds.


That's it for this chapter.  I do hope you are enjoying the story so
far. In the next chapter some things come out in the open. See what that
brings.

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