Date: Mon, 30 Apr 2007 10:48:14 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: Mike Gets a Job - Chapter 15 (t/b oral anal) This story is completely fictional, describing the relationship of a teen with a minor, including their sexual adventures. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material you are to leave now. Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes. All rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. This chapter concludes the story. If you have not yet read the full story of Chuck and Charlie, you will find "Tyler Becomes a Man" in Adult/Youth, March 23 07. Reader response is important to me, and I try to answer all emails. the.empty.room@hotmail.com Mike Gets a Job - Chapter 15 (t/b oral anal) - the concluding chapter That night was the last night before Robbie's mother returned home, the last time they could sleep together through the night. At least for now. Robbie was a little quieter during their dinner. "I know, honey," Mike said finally. "I know. But there will be lots of time for us. I promise you." "You mean it?" Robbie said, with a little hitch in his voice. Mike looked up to see the tears in Robbie's eyes. "Oh, honey, yes, I mean it." Mike left his chair and moved over to Robbie. He knelt and hugged the little boy. "We'll be together lots of times. I'll be coming over almost every day. We'll go to the zoo again if you want. We'll go to a movie, to the park, go visit Chuck and Charlie. I'm still your babysitter, right?" "No," Robbie said solemnly. "You're my big brother, and I love you." He buried his face into Mike's shoulder, and his little hands clutched tightly at his arms. "You're my little brother, honey. Robbie, I'll always love you. Do you understand that? I'll always love you." Robbie was in a more cheerful mood after they had watched a little TV and when it was time for his bath. They stripped together in the bathroom, and while he peed Robbie held Mike's dick for him to pee with him. Mike picked Robbie up and jiggled him over the toilet. "Don't forget -- you have to shake it when you're done." Robbie giggled, and Mike set him down into the tub of suds. He climbed in himself and settled back, letting Robbie lay back against him between his legs. Robbie brought as many bubbles as he could up to himself, and Mike helped him almost bury his little shoulders, then his head. "Gone in a flash," Mike said playfully. "Disappeared right in front of my eyes, officer. I have no idea what happened. He was here, then he was gone. Nothing but suds left. No little boy at all..." Mike had to stop when Robbie started to tickle him. "Hey, these suds are attacking me, officer! Help!" And Mike was reduced to the laughing that had overtaken the boy. "I'm not disappeared, silly," Robbie laughed as he stood and turned to his babysitter. "No, I can see that now," Mike said, staring pointedly at the tiny hard dick right in front of his eyes. "At least, not all of you, thank god." And he pulled the suds from that one inch he loved and leaned to suck it into his mouth. "Ooooo..." Robbie moaned. He put his hands on Mike's head to pull him in closer. Mike worked his tongue around the cocklet he was eating, then repeatedly flicked his tongue back and forth across Robbie's dickhead. He was holding Robbie's asscheeks, and the boy wiggled into him. He slipped a finger into the smooth crack and found Robbie's pussyhole, carefully sliding his finger inside. As his tongue circled the little dick in his mouth, his finger circled inside the boyass of his little lover. Robbie was so blissful he could make no sound. He clutched at Mike's hair so hard it would have hurt otherwise, but Mike felt nothing but the cocklet and the love tunnel. When Robbie stiffened against him, Mike stopped sucking and pulled his mouth away, kissing the boy's smooth wet belly. "No, Mike..." Robbie pleaded. "Make me do it...make me...make me..." His hard little dick was pressing against Mike's cheek, and it moved all around his face as Robbie pressed in for more. Finally Mike opened his mouth. He held still to let Robbie find it himself, and he heard the boy sigh as the cocklet slipped back inside. Mike's tongue and finger resumed. Soon the little boy's legs were shaking with sexual tension. He was humming his lovely sound. Mike felt his hole tighten against his finger as the little dick bucked inside his mouth, beginning the child's dry cum. "Oooooooo Mike...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." It almost felt as though the boy's ass would pull Mike's finger off before the dry cum subsided, and Robbie was left leaning into Mike's head for support. He turned the boy around and sat him down between his legs again. He rubbed the little belly under the water with one hand, and the other burrowed between Robbie's legs to find the tiny balls. Mike's fingers slowly moved back and forth over them. He felt Robbie relax so completely against him he would have slid under the water had Mike not been holding him. "I love you, little one. I love my Robbie. I love my boy. I love my sweetheart. I love my beautiful one..." Mike went on and on in a sing-song voice, chanting his heart out to the child. They remained until the water began to cool noticeably. When they toweled dry, Robbie took Mike by the hand and led him into the hallway and past the living room. "No story," Robbie said, simply. "Just bed." When they were on the boy's bed, Mike kissed him, and Robbie returned his kiss. They kissed very slowly, very deeply. They kissed longer than they ever had. They kissed with all the tender passion in their hearts. Then Robbie lay on Mike, his hard cocklet pressing into him. Mike carressed his back. What could he say to this boy? How could he tell him with any more meaning that he was loved? How could he assure him that he would always be loved by his big brother, his lover? He felt Robbie stir against him, and he remembered something Chuck had told him. He had said, "You love your boy with words, yes. And he'll remember your words. But you love him more by your touch. And he'll always remember that you loved him that way." He felt Robbie settled into him more. In a moment, though, Robbie lifted his face. "Will you fuck me, Mike? Please?" Yes, Mike's heart responded. I will love you that way, too. He smiled at the boy and helped him sit up. He stopped Robbie from rolling off him, though. "No, honey. Tonight we'll do it another way. Sit on my legs and stroke my dick for me." Robbie scooted back and giggled when Mike's hard cock swept under his crotch and popped up in front of him. He reached for the wet dick and played with it. Mike watched. He wondered if he would be as lucky as Chuck. Would he have this wonderful boy to love all his life? Even when he was a man? Mike knew he would love him that long, love him that much. Would Robbie love him that long? Mike understand that it was not his to know. It would be Robbie's decision. But Robbie would be loved all his life. Mike understood that with certainty. "For life," he muttered out loud. "What?" Robbie looked up from his toy. He had started rubbing his little dick against Mike's cock and getting some of Mike's precum on him. "Nothing, honey. Here," Mike said with a smile. "Here's what we're going to do. You're going to fuck me." "Huh?" Robbie looked puzzled. "I can't, remember? It's too little to get in, remember? But can I fuck you someday for real? I mean, when I'm older, when I get big enough...?" Mike had let him play with his ass one night, pressing his little cocklet at Mike's asshole, trying to enter him. It was fun; it was sweet. But Robbie understood it was not going to happen for real for some time. "Of course, you can fuck me when you get older, honey. But there's a way you can fuck me right now, too." Mike smiled at the boy's puzzled expression. "You'll do it like this, sweetheart. Hold my dick up straight. See? Now, you'll raise yourself up on your legs right above it and hold my dick right under you." This was another of Chuck's suggestions. "Then you'll lower yourself so my cockhead is right on your hole. Then you'll sit down on it. Down as far as you want. I'll hold still. I won't move. You'll be in control, in charge. You'll be fucking me with your ass." Robbie's eyes had widened as he understood what Mike was explaining. "Oh, wow!" he said. He grinned. "I'll be fucking you with my pussy!" He had loved the word every since he heard little Charlie use it. "You will, honey. Come on. I'll help hold you up." Mike put his hands on Robbie's hips as the boy adjusted himself. Mike handed him the lube and had him lube his own hole and then Mike's cock. Mike had to strain to hold the boy as he slowly lowered himself. He felt his cockhead slide into the boy's crack. "Reach for it, honey. Put it where you want it," Mike said. Robbie reached under him and had to lean over a little to get Mike's cockhead right on his little entrance. Mike reached down to hold it steady. "Sit on it, sweetheart, slowly." And Robbie did. His eyes grew wide, and his mouth opened as he felt his hole slowly moving around the hot cockhead. He wanted to see, but that was impossible. Instead, he looked at Mike. Mike was watching it. "Ooooooo..." Robbie cooed as he slid slowly over Mike. He felt his hole widening, opening, and he jumped a little bit when the cockhead slipped in and his hole snapped down on Mike's shaft. "Ah..." Robbie wiggled a bit against Mike's hands on his hips. "Slowly, honey. Just sit down slowly, and only as much as you want." Mike couldn't see anything now except his shaft pointing up at the boy's ass. He looked at Robbie, and their eyes locked on each other. They each became lost in the sensations of their bodies as they stared into one another's eyes. Mike felt his cock slowly swallowed by the boy's sweet ass. Robbie's tummy moved with his deep breaths. "Slowly, honey. Only as much as you want..." Mike had never felt such tightness in his boy! How could he be so much tighter on his cock... Robbie grunted, and Mike's eyes came back into focus. My god, he thought. He realized that Robbie was actually sitting on his groin. Oh god, his cock was fully buried, more deeply buried in his lover than it had ever been. Robbie's mouth was open. He felt Mike's pubic hair against his little balls. He had never felt that before. He felt his ass fully against Mike. He had never felt that before. Most of all, he felt Mike's huge teen cock pressing so deeply into his body he was sure it must be up in his belly somewhere, up high against his heart, up so high, in so deep... "Oh, Mike," Robbie whispered, as though he was afraid anything louder would ruin the wonderful feeling from Mike's cock. "Oooo...Mike...so big...fill me...ooooo..." Mike could hardly speak at all. He simply could not believe what he was seeing. Or feeling. His cock was being gripped, almost pinched, by the sweet little ass holding him. No, it was the whole of the boy, the boy's entire body gripping his cock... "Now, ride me, honey," he said between clenched teeth. He saw that Robbie didn't understand. "Use your legs to pull up a little bit, honey, as much as you want. Then slide back down..." He gasped as Robbie began to move the moment he understood what he was to do. He rose a couple of inches, then slid down until he was fully seated on Mike again. Mike dropped his hands to his side. He was shaking with the sensation of this child sitting on his cock. It was unbelievable what this boy was doing to him. Robbie rose again on his cock, then slid down. Robbie's eyes were still wide, but he was smiling as he came to understand that he really was in control. He was on his lover, his Mike, his brother. He rose again a little higher, then sank back, watching the look on Mike's face. "It's called 'Riding the Cock Horse,' honey. Ride me, sweet one. Ride me any way you want." "Ride." Robbie uttered the single syllable and then smiled broadly. He was fucking Mike. He was fucking Mike with his pussy. He rose, then sank back. He was riding the cock horse. Rose, then sank back. Fucking Mike. His brother. His big brother with the wide shoulders and strong chest and smiling up at him and loving him... Mike watched the boy blissfully ride up and down his cock. It was a beautiful sight, he thought. Little Robbie's delicious body was impaling itself on him. Robbie's hands were on his thighs, straining to move his body up and down. His little tummy was bouncing a bit as he hit bottom. His hard cocklet was trying to point outward, but the movement of Robbie's body made it jump around. It was just too short to move in rhythm with his fucking, but his dick was clearly happy. And so was Robbie. His smile was heavenly. Mike watched him rise almost until his cockhead was ready to pop out of his ass, then the boy rode all the way down again. "AhhhAhhhAhhh..." Mike shuttered. "Ride." Robbie whispered the name of this new game again. And his heart loved the teen he was fucking with his pussy. "Cock horse..." Mike was groaning in ectasy now. His cock was being tortured. He had no control at all. He refused to move up into Robbie, to buck his hips at him as the urge hit him. No. He had promised Robbie all the control, and that's the way it would be. As if he understood just how awesomely beautiful this torture was for Mike, Robbie continued to move. But his movements were erratic. Sometimes faster, sometimes slower. Sometime he would rise almost completely, sometimes he would rise only a bit. Sometimes he would just sit and enjoy the fullness inside him. Mike was groaning from the torture, but somehow Robbie understood that Mike should not cum yet. Not yet. Not just yet. Not until Robbie let it happen. "Oh, honey, oh fuck, Robbie...oooooooo yesssss sweetheart..." He surrendered. He surrendered completely. He simply surrended all control, every decision, all choices, all of it, even his entire life, to his lover. Robbie was in charge. He bounced. Tentatively at first, then a little harder. Robbie bounced on the pole, and Mike tightened his gut to receive the pounding. The boy played on his pole like he was on a playground at school. Robbie smiled and leaned over to rub Mike's belly. Mike held his little shoulders so he wouldn't fall over onto him. Then Robbie sat up and rode the cock horse some more. Not fast. It was a liesurely ride, and Mike groaned beneath him. Up and down. Sit and rest. Up and down, up and down, faster, stop. Robbie knew he was in charge. He was doing the fucking. He was responsible for all the pleasure either of them would know. He rode proudly. Proud of himself and the pussy that could please Mike so much, proud of his teen lover and the big cock his brother had given him to ride... And every pore of Mike's cock stroked him inside his love tunnel. Robbie loved the feeling; he never wanted it to end. He rode slowly for a while and cooed as he was carressed inside by the stiff cock. He sped up for a moment and grunted each time he fell down onto Mike, burying that cock deeply. He rode his lover. Mike was almost whimpering. He didn't know if he could take much more. His head was moving from side to side, and he heard his wild sounds, his pleading sounds. His cock was ultra sensitive now; it almost stung when Robbie made it thrust deeply as he fell onto his groin. "I love you Mike I ride your cock I love you Mike ride your cock horse love you..." Robbie's eyes were clenched now as he sang and rode. "Oh fuck Robbie oh FUCK...I'm gonna cum...oh god fuck...ahhhhhhhhh..." With an enormous rush, Mike's cum shot upward through his cock and was thrust out into the boy. Mike was helpless. Robbie's eyes were wide now, realizing what was happening, and he rode the hard, throbbing cock as it continued to shoot into him with each fuck of Robbie's little ass down upon it. "Ooooooooo god honey...Uhhhhhhh..." Mike came and came. It seemed his cock would explode each time a new burst of cum was produced. It throbbed and shot his love juice again and again... Then it was over. Robbie realized the wetness he felt now was his lover's cum oozing from his pussy. He leaned in carefully, keeping Mike's still-hard cock inside him. His head rested just under Mike's chin. He lay there, breathing hard, feeling the hardness and wetness still inside him. When they both had calmed, Mike realized his dick was still in Robbie's ass. Robbie realized it, too. Mike wasn't fully hard, but he was far from flaccid. They both enjoyed the sensation of a semi-hard cock inside a cum-soaked boy. They lay quietly, breathing together. Mike had no control over his cock as it flexed once, as though it couldn't get enough of the boy around it. Robbie slowly sat up again, careful not to lose the gift his ass was holding. He sat back until he was seated at Mike's groin. Mike felt his cock begin to respond to the movement, which settled his cock in deeper. His dick stiffened. "Ooooooo...honey..." Mike laughed weakly. "I don't think I can anymore, right now..." Robbie was grinning playfully. "You said I was the boss...in charge." "Yea...I did...but a little too soon..." Mike started. He was stopped by Robbie's slow rising on his cock. Mike sucked in his breath as Robbie slowly settled down to the base. "Oh fuck, Robbie..." Mike was cut off again as the six-year-old in charge began to gently ride the cock horse once more. Up and pause. Down and pause. Robbie's face beamed as he looked down at Mike, and Mike smiled back weakly. He clenched his teeth as Robbie rode his ultra-sensitive cock. Any soreness soon faded away, as Robbie coaxed the big dick to life again. Mike groaned with the realization that he was fully engorged inside the boy's ass once again. The tears on his face were tears of pleasure, tears of torture, tears of love, tears of need... "Oh, honey, god yes...oh fuck..." "I am," Robbie interrupted with a big grin. "I'm fucking you with my pussy. You like the way I fuck you?" Mike's smile was stronger as his body woke again to the stimulation of the boyass moving on him. He could cry...he could laugh...he could scream his pleasure... "Oh, fuck, yes, honey...I love...the way...you...fuck me..." Robbie rode his lover gently, knowing somehow that it was the right way to do it this time. No bouncing this time. Just slowly loving the big cock as it filled his bottom, up and down... Robbie began that little humming sound, a piece of tuneless music singing of his pleasure. Mike smiled at the boy. He thought he felt his heart swell inside him. Robbie rode. The boy who had been awakened during the night many weeks ago to find his babysitter playing with his little peepee had come to love the play to which he'd been introduced. He'd come to love taking his baths with Mike, sitting naked on his lap as his stories were read, getting pushed higher and higher in the swing... Robbie rode. He'd come to love the feel of Mike's toned body against his own, the softness of the skin covering that hard cock, the sensation of Mike's nipple as Robbie raked it with his tongue. He'd come to love the tastes to which Mike treated him - his hot cum, his tangy asshole, his warm mouth... Robbie rode. He'd come to love the indescribable feeling Mike gave him when sucking and playing with his little dick, the fullness of the teen's cock deep inside his boybutt... Robbie rode. Most of all, he'd come to love the teen, his big brother, his Mike. He didn't know the words. He didn't understand. But he knew love. "Oh...oh...oooooooooo..." Mike wondered how long Robbie had been fucking him this time. He'd lost all sense of time. He found himself in heaven with this boy on him, smiling down at him. His cock throbbed with such pain/pleasure he could hardly bear it. There was a faint stirring inside him, and he though his cum was starting to rise. "Honey...oh my god...oh fuckfuckfuckoooooooooooooo..." Mike exploded, his hips rising and lifting the boy into the air. "Aaaaaaaa..." Mike shook as the orgasm flooded through him, shooting into the boy, and Robbie shook with it. Mike collapsed onto the bed. He couldn't possibly have cum very much, but the orgasm had been one of the most powerful he'd ever felt. Robbie carefully lay himself on top of Mike, feeling empty as the teen's spent dick slipped out of his wet bottom. He lay quietly, understanding that Mike needed... He wasn't sure, but he knew he should lie quietly. He saw a tear slide down Mike's cheek, but he knew that was all right. Soon Mike's arms were around Robbie, holding him. Robbie raised his face and their lips met. Mike felt the little lips against him, and he opened his mouth to find the boy's tongue waiting. They kissed slowly. Not deeply. But their tongues touched, licked, caressed each other. Finally, the tongues went deeper, and both mouths were filled. Robbie slid to Mike's side. Mike realized the boy must be exhausted, too. His little hole would surely be sore. They were quiet for a long time. Mike reached over and cupped his hand around the smooth little face. "Robbie...Robbie, sweet Robbie..." Mike stopped. "Mike...Mike, When I'm 15, how old will you be?" "I'll be...24, honey," Mike answered. "Is that old?" "Not really," Mike smiled. "But it is grown up." Robbie was silent a minute. "And when I'm 24, how old will you be?" "I'll be 33 then," Mike said. "And you'll still love me," Robbie said. And it wasn't a question. "Yes, honey," Mike responded, as he kissed the boy's cheek. "And you won't be my babysitter then," Robbie said, slowly. "No." "Grown-ups don't need babysitters," Robbie agreed. "But you'll still be my brother. And you know what, Mike?" "What, sweetheart?" "Brothers are for always." Robbie settled into Mike, and his warm body relaxed. The breathing slowed. Mike could feel his soft breath on his skin. Robbie always fell asleep quickly. Mike continued to stroke the sleeping boy's hair. Yes, he thought. Fifteen and 24, or 24 and 33. And every moment between those ages, and every moment after them... "Brothers are for always," Mike whispered, as he kissed Robbie's forehead. He shifted the boy a little closer and slipped his arm under his shoulders, holding Robbie close to himself. "For always..." ---------------- I hope you've enjoyed Mike's story. I always appreciate hearing from readers; if you have comments or questions you'll find my email address at the beginning of the story. I will soon have another series to post at Nifty; please write me if you would like more information.