This story involves graphic depictions of consensual sex between two young friends, plus descriptions of erotic events involving urination, as well as descriptions of incest between brothers. If this story isn't to your liking, or if it's illegal for you to read such things wherever you are, then stop reading and move on. The people and events herein are based on actual people and events. I know, because I was there.
Mike and Me -- 3
Chapter 3
I awoke the next morning, realized it was Friday and could hardly contain my excitement about the impending sleepover at Mike's. I only wished that there was some way that I could be involved in a three-way with Mike and someone else. I had a few ideas of who I'd like to have with us, but I was fairly sure Mike wouldn't go for it. Just the same, I was thrilled that I would be having sex with him after school, and then all night long, and again the next morning, and hopefully again on Saturday afternoon. The school day seemed to drag on forever and I was sure that the 3:15 bell would never ring. When it did, Mike and I practically ran all the way to his house.
"Listen, I want us to both get our homework done before supper, okay?" Mike stated quite authoritatively as we started up the street toward his house.
"You mean we're gonna do our homework first?" Mike
"Well, not exactly first, but right after that!"
I laughed and said "okay, good!"
"Oh hey, the shower in my bathroom will be done too, so we can take a shower upstairs now!" he said, excitedly.
"Together?"
"Oh, you know it!"
I couldn't wait! Just thinking about both of our wet young naked bodies rubbing against each other's in the shower made my already-stiff dick that much harder. I would soon find out that having fully-enclosed shower stall in Mike's room would have benefits beyond simply shower together. We got into Mike's house and took our shoes and coats off in the breezeway and then took our books upstairs. Since we weren't as pressed for time as we normally were after school, we didn't have to practically rip our clothes off as we'd done the previous 4 days in a row, but we were both completely naked within a couple minutes of getting into his room. As usual, Mike had to take a piss, but this time he had other plans, rather than simply feeding it to me, encouraging me to drink the full contents of his bladder. As soon as we were both naked, Mike directed me into his brand new shower and stepped in and closed the door. I knelt down in front of him and opened my mouth and leaned in toward his big cock, but before I could get it into my mouth, he grabbed my head, stopping my advance.
"No. Sit back on your heels."
I was a little puzzled, but sat back on my heels and looked up at him, questioningly.
"Open wide, boy!"
I opened my mouth widely and suddenly saw a stream of golden liquid rapidly approaching my face. I closed my eyes just in the nick of time as Mike's warm piss quickly splashed into my open mouth, and then all over my face. Before long, he was directing his steady stream of piss all over my small naked body. Mike still managed to redirect his piss into my still-open mouth, allowing me to drink plenty of it, aside from wearing most of it. When he stopped, he leaned forward and put his half-hard cock in my mouth and squirted a final faint stream of piss into my mouth. My dick had gotten rock-hard from being pissed on like that, but even as I started sucking him, it started to soften a bit. I quickly realized why: I needed to piss badly too. I sucked him for a few moments before pulling my mouth off his cock and looked up at him.
"I have to pee too."
He looked as though he was trying to think of something fun to do, but I shifted my legs out from under me, sitting down on the piss-soaked bottom of the shower stall, grabbed my little boy-dick and pointed it toward my own face. Before Mike could make a sound, I started pissing full-on into my own face and open mouth. Obviously, what I wasn't able to swallow of my own piss ran down all over my thin naked body and into the floor drain in the center of the shower.
"Oh man!" was all Mike could think of to say as he watched me piss all over myself.
Before long, my stream of piss diminished to barely a drizzle which simply ran back down my own dick and balls. As soon as I was done, I rose back up onto my knees and swallowed Mike's now throbbing cock. I sucked him for a minute or so before he pushed my head off his cock and pulled me to my feet. Within moments, we were taking our first of many, many showers together. It was a quick shower, mostly me just rinsing and washing Mike's and my piss off my body and from my hair. Mike washed up real quick too, but of course, no shower between us could be complete without at least some groping and me sucking Mike's big cock. We got out after only a few minutes and dried off, and then went into his bedroom. We sat on the edge of his bed and instantly started making out with each other, but it wasn't long before Mike pushed my head down toward his groin, and I quickly swallowed his thick hard cock.
He moaned softly, and then said "Man, I'm gonna fuck you so much tonight and tomorrow, you'll have to crawl home tomorrow."
I looked up at him with a mouthful of his cock, and removed my mouth just long enough to say "Promises, promises!" and then went right back down on him.
Mike chuckled and stroked his fingers through my long brown hair, thrusting his cock into my throat repeatedly. Before long, I was licking him all over between his long legs, slowly working my way down until I buried my tongue in his sweet, freshly-washed asshole.
Mike moaned softly "Ohh man, I love it when you do that."
Suddenly, I got an idea of what I wanted to do with Mike later that night. I hoped he'd go for it, and I had a strong feeling he would. At that point, I was sitting with my legs folded under me, and I had Mike's butt propped up on my lap, his long muscular legs folded back against himself, hungrily licking and probing his sweet hole with my tongue. Mike moaned almost continuously as I lapped his asshole and up and down the crack of his milky-white butt.
After only a few minutes, Mike grabbed a handful of my hair and moaned "Suck me!" as he stretched his legs out on either side of my body.
Holding his big cock upward from his body with my left hand right at the base of the pulsing shaft, and my right hand cupping his churning balls, I immediately went down on him. My own dick was harder than an anvil. Barely a half-minute later, Mike's cock swelled up inside my mouth. I pulled my mouth upward on his throbbing shaft and dug my tongue into that sweet spot just under the head of his dick. I felt his big young balls pull upward in my hand and heard his soft moans and then he jerked as the first of several volleys of his sperm squirted into my mouth. The moment I swallowed his young seed, he pulled my head downward on his rigid boy-pole, and flexed his cock. A glob of his cum oozed from it and into the back of my throat. I inhaled with my nose buried in his pubes and then let out a muffled moan on his cock as my dick erupted, completely untouched. He let go of my head and I pulled my mouth off his cock as I finally grabbed my own dick.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, but I just came." I said, blushing slightly.
"You jacked off while I was cumming?"
"Nope, didn't even touch it."
"Then, how?"
"You shoved my nose into your pubes, I breathed in, and then I came." I said with a shy grin.
"Far out!"
"So, are you gonna fuck me now?" I asked.
"Nope, let's get our homework done first."
"Party pooper!"
He chuckled and gave my head a fake slap, with his usual vocal sound effect.
We got dressed again, all except for putting our shirts on and started doing our homework. Oddly enough, we finished at the exact same time. Mike turned on the TV in his bedroom and sat next to me on the loveseat to watch a little TV before supper. It wasn't long before I had my face in his lap, his cock out of his jeans and in my mouth. I wasn't trying to suck him off then, and he wasn't trying to cum in my mouth again. It didn't even feel sexual, really. I realize that sounds stupid, but I was simply enjoying having his dick in my mouth, and he was simply enjoying my mouth being on his cock. Mike managed to snake his hand inside my jeans and into my underwear, simply holding one of the cheeks of my butt while I gently nursed on his cock.
It was probably about 10 minutes later when the door at the bottom of the steps opened and his grandmother called up, "Time for dinner boys!"
"Be right down, Gran!"
Mike pushed my head off his cock and we put our shirts on. Mike went over next to where the bookcase ended at the end of the steps and just stood there, his eyes closed, leaning on the bookcase.
"What are you doin'?"
He held up his finger and went "Shhh!"
A few moments later, he said through his clenched teeth, "Tryin' to get my dick to go down."
"I'll go down on it!" I offered.
Mike's eyes shot open and he fake slapped me again, saying "Shut UP!"
I laughed, which made him laugh, and a few moments later, he said "Okay, good enough. Let's go eat!"
And man, what a dinner it was! I ate way too much, but I just couldn't stop myself; everything was so good. After helping to clear and wash the dishes, we went into the livingroom and watched some TV, allowing our food to digest a bit before going back up to Mike's bedroom.
As soon as we got to Mike's room, he quickly stripped down to his underwear, and then went over and turned on his TV. I stripped down to my underwear and sat down on the loveseat. Mike came back over and sat next to me, putting his arm around my shoulder.
A few moments later Mike said "Hey, how come you still have your underwear on?"
"Because you still have your underwear on."
Mike lightly smacked me on the back of the head, along with his usual sound effect, and said "That's because you're going to take mine off for me. You're my slave and must be naked at all times in my presence."
I immediately removed my underwear, but before I had a chance to toss them on the floor, Mike snatched them from my hand, turned them inside out and put the crotch of my own underwear to my face.
"Sniff `em, boy!" I took in several deep breaths, as commanded to do, and secretly relished the scent of my own boy-crotch. My dick, which until then had been mostly flaccid, quickly rose to a fully-erect state. A few moments later, Mike removed my underwear from my face, adjusted them slightly in his hand and replaced them to my face, putting the part where my asshole would have been in them.
"Sniff `em again, boy!"
Naturally, I did as ordered, deeply inhaling the scent of my own ass. Mike then chuckled and rubbed my own underwear all over my face before tossing them to the floor. I giggled softly; half-wishing he hadn't taken my underwear away from my face so quickly. Mike put his arm around me again, pulling me tightly against him. I put my right arm around him, snuggling up close to him as we watched a little TV. Because of the difference in our height, I soon realized that if I turned my head toward him, my mouth was at just the perfect position to get to one of his nickel-sized nipples. Since I wasn't really interested in whatever was on TV at the moment, or, more specifically, I was much more interested in the nearly-naked 13 year old next to me, I turned my head toward him, adjusted myself just slightly, and began licking, kissing, and sucking on the small teat at my lips. Mike moaned softly and stretched his legs out. I could see the bulge in his tight white briefs expanding. Before long, he started caressing my back. When he did, I leaned over and started sucking, licking, and kissing his other nipple. Leaned over like I was, it didn't take long for Mike's hand to find my smooth little butt, gently caressing the soft mounds of flesh. His hands were so much bigger than mine that it felt as though he could hold one entire check of my butt in one hand. I reminded myself of what I really wanted to do with Mike that night and hoped that he would indulge me.
Some minutes later, I decided it was time that I get his cock in my mouth, but he would have none of that, at least not yet. It seems he had plans of his own. When I removed my mouth from his left nipple and tried to get his cock out of his underwear, he stopped me abruptly.
"Not yet, boy. You may suck me only after you remove my underwear... with your teeth."
I had no idea where Mike came up with some of the ideas he came up with, but I was grateful for whatever it was.
"Yes Master! May I remove your underwear now?"
"In a minute, boy! First I have to make sure you can't cheat and use your hands!" he explained, with a mischievous grin.
Mike got up and retrieved two wrist bands from his bottom dresser drawer and put them on my wrists. He went back and got the other two and put them on my ankles. Then he took a piece of rope and looped it through the hoops on the wrist bands, easily tying my wrists behind my back. I was kneeling up on the floor the entire time and my little boy-dick was sticking straight out in front of me. For as far back as I could remember, being bound in some way always gave me a boner, long before I even knew what other wonderful things could be done with a boner. I was all set to begin my task of removing Mike's underwear with my teeth when he went back to his dresser and retrieved what was essentially a large black leather dog collar, complete with metal spikes and a good-sized steel loop for a leash. Mike fastened it around my neck, making sure it wasn't too tight. Once again, I was more than ready to start removing his underwear with my teeth when he again went back to his dresser and returned with a small nylon strap of some sort, about 8 inches in length and about a half inch wide with two square steel loops sewn about an inch in from the one end of it. Mike crouched down in front of me and leaned down toward my rock-hard dick. He carefully put the strap around my dick and balls, looped the free end of the strap through the square loops and then pulled the free end of the strap until it was quite snug around my dick and balls. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but I quickly got used to it, and before long I really liked how it made my dick feel even harder. Mike got up and went back to his dresser again, this time with a thin leather dog leash which he attached to the collar around my neck. He reached down in front of me and grabbed the free end of the strap around my groin and gave it a few gentle tugs. It didn't hurt, but I grunted softly with each tug.
"Does that feel okay? Not too tight, is it?" and gave it another tug.
I grunted again and said "Uh, feels great! Thank you, Master!"
Mike chuckled and stood up in front of me and said "Before I let you take my underwear off, I think you need to rub your face all over them!"
"Yes master! Thank you sir!" was my ever obedient response.
He drew up the slack in the leash and pulled my face into his cloth covered groin. I eagerly rubbed my face all over the throbbing ridge inside his briefs, using my nose to rub the end of his dick and his balls. At one point, I tilted my head way back and attempted to sniff his crotch through his underwear. Mike picked up on it right away, though it couldn't have taken much, seeing as I was wearing a dog collar and leash.
"Yeah, just like a dog, always trying to sniff someone's crotch. How about sniffin' my butt?"
Without waiting for an answer, Mike spun around and stuck his butt in my face. I let out a few dog-like pants and immediately leaned forward, burying my face in his young teen butt, pushing my nose deep within the crack of his butt and sniffing loudly. For some unknown reason, I started licking at his crotch and butt -- right through the cloth of his briefs.
Mike giggled and indulged me for a few moments, then turned back around and said "Okay, now you can take my underwear off."
I rose up on my knees and tried to get the waistband of his underwear between my teeth. Let me tell you, it was a lot harder than I thought it would be. First of all, Mike's briefs fit his body quite snugly. Just getting my head positioned just right so that I could actually get the elastic waistband in my teeth was a challenge. Then, holding it between my teeth long enough to pull them down was another. Aside from that, his body (as is everyone's) was wider below his waist, so it wasn't like I could just grab the waistband with my teeth and easily pull them down with one pull. I had to pull them down on one side, crawl around to the other hip, get a hold of them, pull them down a little on that side, and then I got right behind him and pulled them down in the back. I crawled around in front of him and pulled them down a bit in the front. After several minutes, I really hadn't made much progress. I kept crawling around him in circles, getting his underwear in my teeth and pulling them down a little at a time. When I finally got them past his hips to his legs, they easily slid to his ankles.
Mike steadied himself with one hand on the footboard of his bed and lifted his right foot off the floor and commanded "Take them all the way off, boy!"
I leaned down, barely managing to keep from falling flat on my face because my arms were still bound behind my back, and got his underwear in my teeth again and managed to free his right foot. I repeated the task to remove them from his left foot, and then sat back up, proudly holding the crotch of his briefs in my mouth. I shook my head back and forth like a little dog with a sock toy, making a growling sound at the same time. Mike laughed out loud and then patted me on the head. I tossed his underwear aside with my head and then looked up at him with my tongue out, panting like a happy little puppy.
Mike laughed again and said "While ya got that tongue out..."
I leaned up and started lapping all over his balls and cock, making him moan softly. Mike stood there with my tongue lapping all over his groin, stroking his fingers through my hair and kept moaning softly.
"Yeah, good boy! Good boy!"
All of this was strangely erotic to me and my boy dick throbbed within the confines of the makeshift cock ring. Before long, Mike was sitting on the edge of his bed, I was kneeling between his legs, hungrily lapping all over his privates, my hands still secured behind my back. Every so often, Mike gave the leash a gentle tug, as if a gentle reminder that he was indeed my master, whether I was playing the part of a boy sex-slave, or that of a faithful puppy-dog.
At one point, Mike leaned back, lifting his legs up and asked "You wanna lick my butt, boy?"
I panted like a dog with my tongue out and went "woof" as I nodded my head eagerly.
Mike giggled and tugged on the leash again, guiding my head toward his slightly musky teen ass. I lapped at his hole and then he reached down, grabbed my head and pulled it full-on into his ass. I hummed and buried my tongue in his asshole, making both of us moan in contentment. I'm not sure which of us was enjoying this more, but I could tell by his moans that he loved having my tongue in his ass, and I'd like to think that he knew from my humming and moaning into his ass that I loved eating it. After a minute or so, Mike pushed my head back and sat up, leaned over and untied the rope binding my wrists together. He kept the straps on my wrists though. It was about then that I realized that the liquid from the two tall glasses of milk I'd had with supper had collected in my bladder.
I looked up at my sexy young teen master and said "Master, I'm terribly sorry, but I have to go pee. May I please be excused?"
Mike chuckled lightly, but then a mischievous look came over his face. He grabbed the end of the leash and said "Well, I think you should go pee doggy-style."
He got up and led me into the bathroom, guiding me into the shower and pushing me down onto my hands and knees.
He looked down at me and said "Well, lift your leg like a dog and go pee!"
I lifted my leg, struggling to keep my balance and tried to pee. As badly as I had to go, it just didn't seem like it was going to happen.
I grunted as Mike said "Well? I thought you said you had to pee!"
"I do, but um, I mean I do, Master, but now I can't seem to go!"
Mike looked as though he was going to say something sympathetic, or perhaps even leave the bathroom while I simply went pee the regular way.
Instead, he said "Well, you'd better go pee doggy-style, or you won't be getting this for the rest of the night!" as he grasped his big thick young cock, taunting me with it.
I winced and grunted again, and just when I thought I was going to miss out on having that cock of his, my mostly-hard boy-dick finally released the golden liquid within. A steady stream of my piss flowed from my dick, making a distinct sound as it hit the floor of the shower. I looked beneath me, watching myself piss with one leg cocked up like a little dog. Mike giggled and when I looked up at him, he was shaking his head, smiling.
"What?" I asked, grinning up at him.
"Nothin'," he said, "just that I didn't actually expect you to be able to pee like that."
"Me neither," I said back, adding, "But when you threatened to not let me have your dick, I knew I had to do it!"
Mike laughed again as my stream of piss waned to just a few drops, dripping from the end of my now rock-hard dick. I realized later in life that another thing that made it more difficult for me to pee was the fact that I was wearing a rather snug-fitting strap around my cock and balls.
I smiled up at Mike and he petted me on the head and said "Good boy!"
Just then, the door at the bottom of the steps creaked open and Mike's grandmother called up.
"You boys get your shower now and get ready for bed!"
"Okay Gran!" Mike yelled, leaning toward the open bathroom door.
Mike removed the collar from my neck while I removed the strap from my dick and balls and we put them on the bathroom sink. Mike set the water temperature and we got in the shower right away. As small as the thing looked from the outside, there seemed to be plenty of room for both of us to move around without necessary bumping into each other. Of course, bumping into each other in the shower was part of the fun. We washed our hair first, and then Mike washed my back while I washed my chest, but Mike washed my groin, paying particular attention to my perpetual hard-on. As soon as I was done rinsing off, I washed Mike's entire body, paying particular attention to all of it. After he rinsed himself off, I dropped to my knees and licked and then sucked his big thick young teen cock. He grabbed my head with both hands and slowly slid his cock in and out of my mouth while warm water ran down both of our naked young bodies. It was one of the most sensual things I'd done up to then. After a minute or so, he pulled his throbbing teen bone from my mouth and started to pull me up to my feet.
"Wait a minute. Turn around."
Mike smiled down at me and spun around, putting that sexy young teen butt of his in my face. I put my hands on the milky smooth wet cheeks of his butt, spread them apart and jammed my face between them. My tongue instantly found its target and I hungrily tongued his sweet hole.
"Uh man! That feels so fucking good!" he moaned softly.
He indulged me for a minute or so and then pulled away, spun back around and pulled me to my feet. Suddenly, he grabbed me under my chin, pulled my face upward and the next thing I knew, his tongue was in my mouth. We made out for a few moments as the water continued to stream down over our naked young bodies. His hard teen dick was pressed against my stomach, and I slid my body back and forth and up and down on it ever so slightly.
"Wow!" we said in unison as he turned the water off, and then giggled at each other.
We started to dry off before getting out of the shower, and then I stepped out first. Mike stepped out right behind me and immediate put my collar back on. I grabbed the strap that had been around my dick and balls and started to put it on, but he ripped it from my hands and put it on me himself. We finished drying our feet and lower legs, and then Mike reattached the leash to the collar.
"Kneel, boy!"
"Yes, Master!"
I reached up to get a hold of his cock when he jerked backward.
"Hands behind your back, boy!"
I nodded and looked up at him, clasping my hands together behind my back.
"That's it, look into my eyes, boy!"
"Yes, Master!"
Then he started to swing his hips back and forth, causing his big half-hard cock to slap my face. I glanced at it as it slapped into my left check and he tugged at the leash.
"I said look into my eyes! Don't look away!"
"Yes, Master!" I said humbly.
For what I'd guess to be about a half minute or so, he continued to swing himself from side to side, slapping my face with his big dick, all while I maintained eye contact with him. There must have been something erotic about this for him (I know there was for me) because he cock gradually got harder and harder.
"Open wide, boy!"
I silently obeyed and an instant later, most of his cock was in my mouth, my eyes still locked onto his. Years, actually more than a decade later, I would discover that this is a common tactic in porno films -- both gay and straight -- in which the person doing the sucking makes eye contact with the suckee. There was something equally as erotic for me about staring into his eyes as I sucked him as my own dick was throbbing-hard within seconds. He slowly slid his cock in and out of my mouth for a minute or so and then finally pulled it out, swung his hips back and forth a few more times, slapping my face with his thick wet cock. He tugged on the leash attached to the collar around my neck and guided me to my feet, then led me back to his bedroom by the leash. On the way, he turned off the TV and then turned off the overhead light.
When we got to his bed, he removed the leash, but not the collar and pushed me down on the bed and onto my back. Mike pulled me by my shoulders over to the edge of the bed so that my head was hanging down over the edge of the bed and then leaned over my body and slid his big young teen cock into my mouth and started fucking my face slowly. He knew that in this position, I could easily handle all of his cock as it slid in and out of my mouth. He reached over and turned off the lamp beside his bed. With the light coming in from the nearby streetlight, my eyes quickly adjusted to the relative darkness. Before long, he had both of my legs pulled way up and was sliding a slippery finger in and out of my tight little asshole. Every so often, he'd find my prostate and give it a little tweak. Of course, whenever he did that, I gulped loudly on his cock and moaned. This act of fingering my tight little fuck-hole while sliding his cock in and out of my mouth seemed to both excite and amuse Mike. I suppose what amused him most about it was my multifaceted reaction when he hit my pleasure button, the physical and audible sensation of my gulping on his cock, my clearly audible moan, and the visual effect of my throbbing-hard little boy-dick flexing uncontrollably all on its own as it belched up precum. Before long, he had two, and then three fingers sliding in and out of my tight young boy-hole, all while sliding his big thick young teen dick in and out of my eagerly sucking mouth. Several minutes later, he sunk that fat dick of his into my ass and then spent nearly the next hour seeing just how many ways he could bend, contort, and twist my thin naked young body while he endlessly thrust his young teen meat into my ass. There were times during that hour or so that his cock wasn't actually in my ass, and when it wasn't in my ass, it was in my mouth. I also realized that when it was in my ass, I wished that it could somehow be in my mouth at the same time, and when I was sucking him, I wished that he could somehow be fucking me at the same time. When he finally did cum up my ass, I was on my back, or more accurately, rolled up on to my shoulders; Mike's body was virtually parallel to the bed, ramming that big thick teen cock of his down into my ass. The instant that his cock started to erupt inside me, my own little boy-dick exploded, spraying my face and neck with my thin boy-cum. He finally rolled off of me and onto is back, his smooth muscular young chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. I stretched my thin legs out and wiped my cum from my face and licked it off my fingers. There wasn't much there of course, but I liked what little I got. I rolled onto my side, facing him and looked at his still half-hard cock, glistening in the faint light of his bedroom with KY and his cum.
I started to get up to start licking it clean when Mike suddenly grabbed me and pulled me fully on top of him, hugging me tightly against his strong naked body, and moments later, our lips were pressed together, our tongues wrestling in each other's mouths. We made out for several minutes, his cock rapidly stiffening between our sweaty young naked bodies. Mine had remained stiff throughout, mainly thinking of what I was hoping he'd let me do. He finally broke off the kiss and pushed me upward slightly and looked me right in the eyes.
We smiled at each other and then he finally broke the silence, saying "Man! That was incredible!"
"Yeah, and so was the part where ya fucked me!" I said right away.
He laughed and fake-slapped the side of my head. I wasn't sure how to ask him about what I wanted to do but it was in the forefront of my mind.
He knew something was up and just said "What?"
I figured it was now or never. I still have no idea why I was so nervous about asking him this, but I swallowed hard and said "Well, um Mike, I was wondering if maybe I could, I mean, if you'd let me, um, give you a tongue bath."
There, I'd said it. Mike looked up at me, blankly. I braced myself for a real slap.
"A what? What's a tongue bath?"
I couldn't believe that he actually didn't know what a tongue bath was. I mean, wasn't the term itself fairly self-explanatory?
"Well, it's kinda like where, I mean, if ya let me, what I'd do is lick every inch of your body from your neck down, front, back, and both sides."
The blank look on his face remained until his brain processed what I'd just told him. As the mental image of a cute (if I say so myself) 11 year old boy licking every inch of his naked body from the neck down came to focus in his mind, his expression changed to a wide smile
"You may now proceed with giving me a tongue bath, boy!" he said in his masterly voice, making it sound like it was entirely his idea and that he had known all along what a tongue bath is.
I wasn't able to stifle my giggle in time.
"Thank you, Master!"
Over the next hour or so, I licked every square inch of his body from the neck down. He seemed to really love it when I got to his feet, which were not ticklish in the slightest when I licked the bottoms of them, and when I licked each and every toe; he made it a point to tell me to suck them as well. As a boy, I tended to be very rule-minded and sucking anything during a tongue bath was a no-no. I'd been trained that a tongue bath involved licking only. But I eagerly obliged his wishes, justifying it as me being his sex slave and that I had to obey him at all times. Over the next weeks, months and years, there were a number of times when my worshiping his feet almost became a prerequisite to sucking him or getting his cock up my ass. We only stopped during it once, when he had to piss, which of course, he did in my mouth. I completed the tongue bath by working my way from his crotch and balls up to his cock, which by then was throbbing hard.
I was still licking his cock when he grabbed a handful of my hair and urgently grunted "Suck me!"
Seconds after getting more than half of his big thick teen cock in my mouth, I was rewarded with a surprisingly healthy-sized load of his sweet young sperm.
Within moments of having cum in my mouth yet again, Mike handed the tube of KY to me and said "Grease me up, boy!"
Barely a minute or two later, I was sitting down on his cock, wiggling my thin smooth little boy butt around to make sure I had every last bit of his cock inside me. When it came to sex back then, time was always a significant thing for me to keep track of for some reason. This was quite possible the first time that I had literally lost all track of time. The best I can figure by when it ended, both of us completely and very happily exhausted, is that we'd be at it virtually non-stop for the better part of two hours. In that time, I don't think there was a single square inch of his bedroom that he hadn't fucked me in, nor was there a single sexual position that he failed to fuck me in. By the time it was all said and done, Mike came twice more, both times in my ass, and I'd had three more orgasms, the last two of which were dry, but incredibly intense. We had just enough energy left before we went to bed to get up for a piss, which of course meant that I swallowed most of Mike's piss while I pissed on myself, lying on my back in the shower with Mike hovering over my head. I used my `piss-towel' to wipe off with and joined Mike in bed.
The next morning, Mike woke up first, gently got out of bed, and came around to the side where I was still sleeping quite soundly, gently picked up my limp naked body and carried me into the bathroom. I only started to awake after Mike carefully sat me down in the shower stall, which was rather cold. I opened my eyes rather quickly and started to open my mouth to complain and whine and ask what the fuck was going on when the head of Mike's big thick half-hard cock filled the void of my partially open mouth and he began instantly and repeatedly filling it with his warm pungent morning piss. I gagged in surprise as my brain still hadn't fully grasped the situation and spit some of his piss out onto myself and then began swallowing, mostly out of instinct at first. When he was done pissing, he quickly jammed his now mostly-hard cock into my mouth, again making me gag as I wasn't ready for it. Mike rather roughly fucked my face for a few moments, and then he quickly pulled out, reached down and grabbed my ankles, pulling my legs upward and putting me down onto my back.
The shower stall floor was cold and damp and the next thing I knew, Mike had rolled me up onto my shoulders, grabbed my half-hard boy-dick with his one free hand and commanded "Piss, boy!"
Barely half awake, I started to piss instantly, as if my dick itself was obeying Mike's command. Mike skillfully directed my stream of piss into my own face and my open mouth. He also directed the stream into my nose, my eyes, and my left ear, which is where it went when I turned my head after pissing in my own eyes. I swallowed a good bit of my own piss as well. When I was done, Mike pulled me back up onto my knees and shoved his cock roughly back into my mouth. I was fully awake by then, wrapped as much of my small hand around the base of his cock as I could and started sucking him in earnest, my own piss still stinging my eyes, still dripping from my piss-soaked hair.
Within a few minutes, Mike's demeanor changed as he slid his fingers through my wet hair and moaned softly "Yeah boy! Suck it! Gonna cum in your mouth, boy!"
Within a few moments, his cock expanded in my mouth and streams of his hot young cum squirted into my mouth. I milked his cock dry, wiped off with my piss towel.
"Go wait in my room. I have to use the bathroom." Mike said.
"Yes, Master!" was my ever obedient response.
"And don't get dressed yet. I've got plans!"
"Okay! Oh! Um, I mean, yes Master!" I said with a giggle.
By the time he was done, I had to use the bathroom myself, and when I returned, Mike gave me the sound ass-fucking I deserved. We started off in an almost 69 position, with me kneeling half-over him, sucking up and down on his big thick cock while he slid his long fingers in and out of my ass. He was getting very good at finding my pleasure button inside my ass and was making the most of it while I sucked him. I got up over him and sat down on his big slippery dick (after I greased it up, of course) and started riding him right away. After several minutes, he flipped me onto my back, rolled me onto my shoulders and pulled me over to the edge of the bed, stood on the floor and leaned over me, his thick hard cock ramming into me incessantly. He seemed to be fucking me with a great deal of determination and it was turning me on like crazy. I kept looking up at my own throbbing, precum leaking dick as it bounced around from the continual thrusting of his cock into my ass and then with no warning whatsoever, my dick flexed and my body quaked under him as I sprayed my face and neck with my thin cum -- all without even touching myself. Mike came within a minute and slumped over me, his cock still lodged in my ass.
We took a quick shower together before being called down to a massive home-cooked breakfast. We both ate too much, as usual, and had to wait a good while before having more sex.
We made the most of the rest of the morning and after a good lunch; it was time for me to go home. I thought about how Mike was a bit rough with me that morning, and wondered why, particularly when he never really did anything like that again. Oh sure, he woke me up plenty of times just to piss and then cum in my mouth, after making me piss all over myself, but he wasn't ever as rough as he was that one time. I wondered about that for years, and still do from time to time. I couldn't wait to see him again the next day.
By the time I got to his house after lunch on Sunday, he had already changed out of his church clothes. He seemed distracted somehow, even as I enthusiastically sucked his big young teen dick. I knew something was on his mind and stopped sucking him long enough to ask him what was wrong. A number of things were already going through my mind, like had he heard a sermon that morning that somehow made him think that what we were doing with each other was suddenly very wrong, or did he discover that someone knew what we were doing, or had his feelings suddenly changed all on their own. Those things flashed through my young mind faster than it took to take another breath. He shook his head silently and then grabbed me under my arms and pulled me up onto his lap. (He was sitting on his loveseat and I'd been kneeling on the floor between his legs.) (I should also mention that while I was sucking him, I was also shoving KY up my own ass in anticipation of Mike fucking me.) I sat on his lap, his hands gently holding, even caressing my hips. Due to my lack of height, we were virtually face to face as I sat on his lap. He cleared his throat.
"Um, I won't be able to see you after school for at least three nights a week until further notice." He said softly.
My heart sank, but I tried to hide my disappointment and as calmly as I could, asked "Why not?"
He looked away, then looked back at me and asked "Well, you know Danny, right?"
I nodded, knowing that he was referring to the über cute blond kid who lived directly across the street from Mike. I had known Danny for years, and had lusted after him after I first saw him, probably when I was about 7 years old. (I knew from a very early age that I liked boys.) Danny was a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy-god. He had the most adorable face, the cutest dimpled-smile, and quite possibly the most gorgeous bubbled boy-butt I'd never seen naked. He went to a local Catholic school, which was associated with the church that Mike went to every Sunday. Danny and I were virtually the same age, he being older by barely 6 weeks. I'd come very close to doing something with him once, that previous summer when we were wrestling around in my oldest brother's pup tent in the back yard. Danny had pinned me down on my back and was sitting high up on my chest. Both of us were shirtless and he was wearing a pair of soft cotton gym shorts. He had just leaned forward over my head, the bulge of his shorts barely an inch from my face when my oldest brother came into the back yard and told us to get out of his tent. (Don wasn't being mean, he had been told to take the tent down and mow the back yard.)
Mike continued "Well, he isn't doing good in his theology class and Gran told his mom that I had gotten straight A's in it when I took it last year in Florida and now Gran wants me to tutor Danny in his theology. So I have to help him three nights a week after school until he gets it or his grades come up."
"Kinda like how I tutor you in math, right?" I said, trying to be supportive and understanding.
"Yeah, except that after you get done tutoring me in math, you suck me and then I fuck your hot little ass!" Mike said with a half grin.
I chuckled and said "Yeah, somehow I don't think Danny is going to get away with you sucking him and then him fucking your ass in return for you tutoring him."
Mike smiled a little wider and then asked "So you're okay with it then?"
I nodded with a wide grin on my face and said "Well, I don't see that I have much choice about it, and if you can help him, I think you should. Besides, we'll still have a couple nights after school each week, and our Friday night sleepovers, right?"
"Definitely! I can't go too long without you!" He said, nodding and smiling widely.
As he was saying this, I was repositioning myself on his lap and had managed to get his cock started into my ass. As I started riding him, slowly at first, I secretly envied him for being able to spend time with Danny. My horny young imagination started to run wild and Mike could tell that I was preoccupied. I finally noticed that he was looking at my face as I rode his big dick. His grin widened when he knew I realized he was looking at me.
"You wanna do it with him, don't ya?"
"Huh?" I said back, being snapped back into the moment.
"Danny. You wanna do it with him, don't ya?" He was smiling as he said this, and the annoying thing was that it was one of his `I know what you're thinking' smiles.
"What? No! I never said that!" I said, defensively -- lying my ass off.
Mike grabbed my rock-hard little dick and gave it a little squeeze and a stroke or two and said softly "Yeah, don't give me that. I know you wanna suck on his dick while my dick slides in and outta your ass. And you wanna lick his balls and stick your tongue in his butt. And you want his dick up your hot little butt too, don't ya?"
At that moment, I moaned softly "Oh fuck yes!" and then I came right into his hand.
He grunted as my ass went into spasms around his big thick hard cock and after I came, I kept right on riding him. For the next hour or so, he fucked me nearly non-stop, all the while verbalizing all the fantasies I ever had (not to mention a number of new ones) about having sex with Danny. While Mike came once in my mouth and once up my ass during that time, I had four more orgasms. We took a break for a little while and then I started giving him another long, slow blowjob, during which he again talked almost constantly about all the things he wanted to see me do with Danny. I had two more orgasms before he finally blew another load of his cum into my mouth.
I went home a little while later and my mind was totally preoccupied with Danny. It wasn't until the next night that I was finally able to convince myself that it was all just a fantasy -- albeit a good one -- and that nothing was likely to happen between us. Just the same, Don was at my mercy that evening and after sucking him off, I wouldn't let him leave until after he fucked my ass.
I met Mike at the end of his driveway the next morning to walk to school with him.
"Don't forget, I'll be tutoring Danny in theology after school today." He reminded me.
"Yeah, I know."
He teased me a bit as we walked to school, bringing up a few of the graphically descriptive mental images he had about me doing sex-stuff with Danny, which instantly got me rock-hard. I was beside myself in thought after school that day, wondering if Mike was saying anything about me to Danny, and kept trying to tell myself that he knew Danny turned me on and had only said all that stuff to get me going.
The next day was my day with Mike after school and man was he ever horny. It was all he could do to get naked before shooting his first wad of cum into my mouth, after which he fucked me silly. He came twice more up my ass before I had to go home and continued taunting me about having sex with Danny. By the end of the school day on Wednesday, I was so horny I would have sucked a rusty nail if I thought I could make it cum in my mouth. I managed to keep from jacking off until I got my homework done and had just dropped my jeans and underwear to my ankles when I heard the door at the bottom of the steps open.
"Fuck!" I mumbled softly as I quickly yanked my pants up and was still buttoning them when Don's head poked into my bedroom.
"Oh! Sorry man!" he said with a wide grin.
Seconds later, I was stark naked, kneeling on all fours on my bed with my oldest brother standing beside my bed, his pants undone and just his cock and balls sticking out of his tighty-whitey underwear, glistening with my saliva as I hungrily sucked and slurped on his big teen cock. Because Don's dick was a bit smaller than Mike's, I was able to fantasize, to a point, that I was sucking Danny's dick. Of course, there was no way that Danny would have had nearly the pubic hair that Don had, which occasionally tickled my nose when I went down all the way on Don's dick. Before long, Don had his cock buried balls-deep inside my hot little boy-cunt, ramming it home repeatedly. He gave me a good 15-minute fucking before shooting a huge load of his hot teen cum up my ass. And I wouldn't let him leave my room before I eagerly licked and slurped all over his slippery cock and balls until they were clean. My poor 16 year old brother had to fuck his horny little 11 year old brother again that night before we went to bed.
The next day was a Thursday, another day with Mike after school. I couldn't wait for the end of the day and my anticipation was handsomely rewarded. We had barely gotten naked in his bedroom before he had his half-hard cock in my mouth, nearly drowning me with an extraordinarily long, steady stream of piss, most of it winding up in my mouth. I hungrily sucked his big young teen dick, then lapped his balls, crotch and that sweet musky young ass of his until he grabbed a fistful of my hair, shoved his throbbing cock back into my mouth and blasted a big load of cum into my sucking mouth. After nursing every last drop of his cum from his cock, he put me on my back on the bed, got up over my head and squatted down until his asshole was completely covering my mouth. I hugged his body to my face while my warm wet little tongue continuously probed his hot hole, while he slid his long fingers -- first one, then two, then three -- in and out of my ass, lubing me up in preparation for the intense fucking he promised to give me. It was a promise that he delivered on in a big way. With his expert hand-work, he easily brought me to several orgasms as he continually pounded his fleshy cock into my tight little boy-ass until finally pumping a big load of his hot young teen sperm inside me. He was conspicuously quiet about Danny during our romp that day, which I thought was odd, but decided not to say anything about it. I decided to bring it up when we were getting cleaned up.
"So, how's the tutoring with Danny goin'?"
"Good! I think the main problem is that whoever's teachin' it isn't making it interesting enough. The teacher I had last year had all kinds of ways of makin' it interesting, so I'm just tryin' to teach Danny how to find the interesting parts, ya know? Anyway, if I'm right, I don't think I'll have to tutor him for much longer."
"Cool!"
I liked the sound of that! That meant that I'd be back to getting boned five days a week after school again. We'd finished getting dressed and then Mike grabbed my arm just as I was getting ready to leave.
"You're spending the night tomorrow, right?"
"Hell yeah, of course I am!" I said enthusiastically.
Mike smiled that sly `I'm up to something' grin of his.
"Good, `cause I've got a little surprise for you."
"Yeah? What is it?" I asked.
He fake-slapped me, complete with his vocal sound effect and said "Well, it won't be a surprise if I tell you what it is now, would it?"
I made a whining sound, which made him fake-slap me again, and then got up to leave.
Mike pulled my arm and said "Hey!" and pulled me back toward him.
Before I could say `what' Mike's lips were pressed against mine, and his tongue was forcing its way into my mouth. I couldn't remember him kissing me quite like that just before I left. My dick stiffened up instantly and I returned the passionate kiss.
A few moments later, he broke it off and said "See ya tomorrow!"
I slowly opened my eyes and breathed out "uh, yeah!"
Mike chuckled lightly and gave me a slap on the butt as I turned to leave and went home, wondering what his `surprise' was for Friday night.
I tried numerous times that Friday to pry out of Mike what his surprise was, but he was very tightlipped about it. He went to Danny's house right after school to help him with his theology and I went home and got all my homework done for the weekend. Time seemed to pass incredibly slowly until it was time to go over to Mike's for the night. His grandmother let me in the house and then yelled for Mike, who came running downstairs to meet me. His faced looked a bit flushed, and he had a goofy grin on his face. He was definitely up to something, and I just knew it had to do with this surprise of his. I said `hi' to Mike's grandpa, who greeted me warmly as always, and then we went to the door at the bottom of the stairs leading up to Mike's room. Usually, I followed Mike up the stairs, which always gave me a great view of that firm muscular young ass of his that I'd likely be eating before long. This time, he made it a point for me to go first. I kept looking back as I climbed the steps, wondering what he was up to. I got to the top and turned to go toward his bedroom, still looking back at him and that goofy fucking grin of his. I finally resolved that whatever his surprise was, it lay ahead, so I turned my attention toward his bedroom and then froze in my tracks...
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