Date: Mon, 8 Jul 2013 11:09:37 -0400
From: Bryce Writer <brycewriter@gmail.com>
Subject: My Friend Mike chapter 1

My Friend Mike by bricewriter@gmail.com

This chapter establishes background for a story that will eventually detail
sexual activities between the author and a childhood friend, as well as the
friend's younger brother.  It is sexually graphic and if you are offended
by, or it is unlawful for you to read material that describes such activity
between underage participants, please exit now.  If you enjoy reading about
such exploits, and enjoy my story, feedback is most appreciated.

Chapter 1

I was 13 years old an in the eighth grade when I met Mike.  He and his twin
brother, Mark, had recently moved to our community and they were in the
same school as me.  Although they were twins, he and his brother were
significantly different in appearance and personality.  Mark was tall and
thin, but Mike was smaller and had a medium build.  Mark had a more serious
disposition, and Mike was more carefree.  Mark appeared to have matured a
little quicker, whereas Mike looked younger than 13, appearing to be closer
to 11 or 12.  Mark was handsome, but Mike was pretty. Very pretty.  And
watching him strutting around in his tight fitting corduroys or blue jeans,
his shoulder length, wavy light brown hair bouncing around, the big
sensuous lips on his smooth, lightly freckled face breaking into a big
smile, turned me on like no one else could.

This story takes place in the late 1970's.  I did not, nor do I to this
day, consider myself gay, but did engage in a number of same sex activities
for several years leading up to the time of this story.  I had done some
sexual experimentation with my younger brother, beginning with mutual
fondling and dry humping at night in our bedroom.  This led to oral sex,
mostly me servicing him, and then eventually to him topping me.  I didn't
mind orally servicing him, although as he got older and became able to
ejaculate, I wasn't thrilled about swallowing his cum (but I learned to do
it, mostly because spitting him out at the last second didn't work so well
and made a heck of a mess).  The anal sex hurt the first couple of times,
and the Vaseline that we used was a pain to clean up, so we didn't really
do that too often.  The first time he had a wet orgasm in my ass added to
the mess, because now there wasn't just the Vaseline to clean up, but also
the cum, which would drool down and out and make a mess in my underwear, no
matter how much I tired to wipe out once we were finished.  But, the sex
stuff was fun and so, the unpleasantness aside, we messed around quite a
bit as we grew up.

In addition to my little brother, there were a few other boys I had messed
with.  I had sucked off a kid named Tony, who one summer was visiting his
grandparents who lived in the house behind us.  He would often spend the
night with my brother and me.  On one of those occasions, while he and I
were sprawled out on some blankets on the floor, he reached over and
grabbed my hand and pulled it over onto his stiff cock.  We were probably
both around 12 at the time.  Tony was a cute kid, with curly blond hair and
a slim build.  Although we were the same age, he was a little taller than
me.  We were wearing only underpants at the time and his were pulled down.  I
grabbed his cock and squeezed and he whispered a "yes" as I began sliding
my hand up and down the smooth, stiff shaft.  Tony was laying on his back
and I shifted so I was laying on my side looking down at him as I slowly
jacked him.

Tony closed his eyes and licked his lips as his legs began shaking and very
suddenly, he gasped, his eyes flew open and he pulled his knees up as the
first spurt of clear cum fired from his cock, landing clear up around his
nipples.  Two more smaller spurts followed and he moved up onto his elbows
as he gasped again and his orgasm subsided.  He had a big grin on his face
as I released his softening cock, his cum now dripping off my hand.  "Thanks"
he said as he got up and snuck off to the bathroom to clean up.  "Your
welcome" I thought to myself as I took a few licks of the juice dripping
from my hand.  Devin, my little brother (who was a year younger than me)
had just started having wet cums a month or so earlier so I was curious if
it would taste the same as his.  As I slurped the gooey juice from my
fingers, I decided that Tony's tasted better than my brother's had, sweeter
maybe.

We repeated the act on several subsequent overnight visits, until one
evening, when my brother was gone from the room, Tony informed me that his
little brother, Aaron, sometimes did that to him as well.  He then
proceeded to tell me that a couple times Aaron also would suck him,
although just for a few seconds, long enough to transfer some saliva onto
Tony's cock to make it "nice and slick" for the hand job.  Well, a few
minutes later, as we were settling down for sleep, Tony's hand was again
dragging mine across to his groin.  His shorts were down and his cock was
stiff, only this time, when I grabbed it and began to stroke, he whispered
"Can you make it slick for me?"

I thought about it for a minute.  I really had never been concerned that my
brother would ever say anything about what he and I did, but wasn't quite
so sure about Tony.  But he was leaving to go home in a few days, so the
likelihood that he would spill the beans to anyone local was pretty slim I
thought, so I figured I would give it a go.  And so I did, shifting my body
around and moving my face right down to his groin.  His cock was maybe four
inches in length or so, and quite slim.  There wasn't much of a smell as we
had both just showered before bed.  His cock was circumcised and the head
was proudly throbbing, stiffened and hovering just above his flat belly.  There
were no signs of hair anyplace on his groin.

I ran my lips across his piss slit and then opened wide.  I leaned in
further and took his cock fully into my mouth, pushing my lips straight
down to the base.  Tony gasped and his entire lower body shifted as I
locked my mouth on and began a powerful sucking of the twitching stiffness.
The gasp quickly evolved into a low moan as he hands grabbed the back of my
head and held me tight.  Less than 10 seconds later, the twitching cock
erupted and Tony's spurts were being fired right into the back of my throat.
I swallowed, twice, as his hips jumped up, his hands grinding my face and
head tight into his groin, practically suffocating me.

When his balls were fully drained, his head, legs and hips went back to the
ground, his hands fell from my head and his cock began to soften in my
mouth.  I pulled away and looked up at his face.  His eyes were closed but
there was a huge grin on his face.  "Holy shit" he muttered when his eyes
opened and he saw me staring at him, me wiping my mouth with the back of my
hand, the taste of his cum still fresh in my mouth.  "Wow, Aaron never did
that before" he added.  "Well, maybe you should see if he will" I
responded, grinning now myself.  Tony and his brother departed for home
three days later.  I don't know if Aaron ever ended up with a mouthful of
cum, but I do know that I got eight more mouthfuls myself from Tony before
they left.

I also messed around with my younger cousin, Mark, who also lived out of
state.  My family was visiting his during a long weekend when I was 12 and
Mark was 8.  The first evening we were there Mark had gone and taken a
bath. When he came back into the living room, he was only wearing a pair of
very tight fitting white underwear.  I was always quite shy about my body,
and would never have been strutting around all evening in my underpants,
but Mark didn't seem bothered by it at all.  I, on the other hand, was
quite bothered, not because of his lack of modesty, but because I was very
turned on by the sight of his sexy little boy body, especially the way
those tight undies were accentuating the little lump in the groin and the
very sexy globes of his ass. Every time the kid walked past I was gawking
at his cute little smooth body.  I found myself being overly friendly just
wanting to get close enough to rub his exposed flesh, or better yet, touch
those cute underwear.  Any holy crap, when he bent over, right in front of
me for crying our loud, and those butt cheeks popped apart, stretching the
cotton fabric to its limits, it was all I could do to keep myself from
jumping from the chair I was in and mashing my face right into his ass
cleavage for a deep sniff, followed by crawling up inside his tight rectum
to spend the night in the warmth of his perfect asshole.

Well, as much as I would have liked for the night to have lasted forever,
it didn't, and I was soon in one of the spare bedrooms, trying to go to
sleep over my brother's snoring while visions of Mark's sexy underwear clad
body were flashing around in my head.  Thankfully it didn't take long for
me to jack myself off, spilling a significant (for a 12 year old anyway)
load of runny happiness into my own underpants and I was soon able to fall
asleep.  Unfortunately, I didn't dream about Mark, but I definitely awoke
the next morning hoping that he had dreamt about me.

We spent the day doing "family" stuff around the house, which meant the
older people telling boring stories while us kids playing in the backyard,
followed by grilling hamburgers and other assorted activities.  I had spent
the day trying to be as discrete as I could in my efforts to be close to
Mark.  At one point we were on the same hide and seek team and I found
myself scrunched up in a small storage bin at the back of their yard (like
a shed only really small) with him.  I had used that as an excuse to grab
him tight on the guise of pulling his close "so they won't find us".  His
skin was so nice and soft and he had the sweetest smell in his neck and
hair, which is what my face was pressing against.  I also had a couple of
opportunities as we are all horsing around to playfully grab at his soft
buttocks, and tickle his feet, but nothing sexual.

Later in the afternoon, while most everyone as outside (some other family
members had come by and everyone was gathered up in the backyard) I found
myself alone with Mark in his bedroom.  He was wearing a pair of black
shorts, the kind with the stretchy waistband, and a red t-shirt.  We were
goofing around, and he kept trying to stick his foot in my face.  Well,
little did he know that I would have taken his whole foot right into my
mouth and gnawed my way right up to his groin if I had the chance! Of
course, I couldn't really do that, but I did catch a few whiffs of his
feet, and a couple times I took some playful bites of his cute little toes
as he giggled.

Finally, as I was sitting on the bedroom floor, Mark standing beside me
with his foot in my face, my cock as stiff as it had ever been before, I
couldn't take it anymore.  His leg was bent up towards my head and as I was
nibbling on his foot, I looked and could see right up the leg of his
shorts, and right into the groin of those white undies that had teased me
so much the night before.  It set me over the edge and at that point, I
really wasn't thinking straight.  I put his foot down, reached up to the
waistband of his shorts and pulled them, and his underwear, straight down.  As
his clothing bunched up at his feet, Mark froze.  He looked at my face,
then at his shorts, and then back at my face.  I, on the other hand, was
looking at his face, then his very cute little two inch boy cock, then back
at his face, which broke into a wide grin.

`Ok' I thought to myself.  That wasn't too bad, he didn't scream, he didn't
run, and the roof didn't fall in on my head.  And man his little cut cock
looked so very cute, right at eye level and just as pretty as an eight year
old penis can be.  Mark laughed when I reached out and gave his pecker a
little swat, but he made no attempt to move away or retrieve his clothing.  And
when I grabbed onto the tiny stalk, he not only made no effort to move
away, but he actually grinned even more and thrust his hips forward.

Now, this story isn't about me and my cousin Mark, and I have already spent
too much time leading up to this magical moment, so I won't belabor the
activities of the rest of the evening and that night (we left the following
morning).  But I will tell you that yes, I did suck him, starting right
there in the bedroom, then again a few minutes later before we headed out
to join the rest of the family, and then again when we were able to sneak
away for a few minutes in the bathroom, and then again late in the evening
when everyone was out front in the driveway saying goodbye and I was in the
backyard in the shadows with Mark and he was drilling his little 8 year old
stiffness into my suckling mouth.

Mark spent the night in the room with Devin and me and I managed to suck
him several more times in there and I also licked my first butthole.  I had
been wanting to try rimming, and several times Devin had asked me to do it
to him, but I just couldn't bring myself to put my mouth on the hole that
my brother took a shit out of.  Mark's hole was used for the same purpose,
but I strangely had no such repulsion as I rolled the small boy over and
pried apart those very smooth, very soft butt cheeks.  In the darkness of
the night, I wasn't able to see anything dirty in there, and although there
was a very slight butt odor, it was nothing overwhelming.  I sniffed, and
then kissed at the tiny pucker.  Mark, his face mashed into a pillow,
giggled and thrust his ass back against my face.  I sniffed again, kissed
some more, and then began licking.  My oral assault lasted less than 10
minutes total, but it I assure you it was very enjoyable.  That 10 minutes
of slurping on Mark's shit box served to fuel my growing fantasies about
feasting on little boy buttholes and was the first of many that would
follow.

So we left the next day and for the next several months, the only sexual
activity I was engaged in was with my brother.  He really was mostly
indifferent to it, and so I was the one who had to seek it out.  I was also
the one who was doing all of the sucking and cum swallowing, and, when the
occasions arose, was the one face down on the bed getting ass fucked.  I
enjoyed the sex, and really didn't mind the one sided nature of things, so
I guess I was quickly learning my submissive nature.  But I still never did
lick his asshole though!

It was right after I turned 13, and the summer before I met Mike that I had
one other sexual experience.  His name was Joey and he was 12 years old and
was Devin's best friend.  Joey was tall and had wavy dark hair.  He and
Devin had been friends for several years and I hadn't really had any reason
to suspect that he might be game for some sex fun until one time he was
spending the night.  He and Devin were going to sleep in a closed off
family room at the back of our house, which meant I had the bedroom to
myself.  I had goofed around with them throughout the evening, but had
retired to my bedroom as they went off to the family room.

May an hour later I came out and went to the kitchen for a snack.  Mom and
dad were already out for the night in their bedroom at the other end of the
house.  I ran into Joey, clad only in a pair of tighty whities, as he was
heading to the bathroom.  I finished getting my snack as he emerged from
the bathroom and I asked where Devin was.  Joey told me that he had already
fallen asleep.  Seeing Joey in his underwear was a turn on, and so I asked
if he wanted to come into my room for a bit if he wasn't tired enough for
bed yet.

We went into the bedroom and talked for a while, mostly causal conversation.
His underwear were a little big on him, so they weren't butt-hugging tight,
but were just snug enough for me to make out the outline of his package in
the front.  And let me tell you, it did appear that Joey had a pretty big
package!  I integrated some crude sexual comments into our conversation,
and as I did so, it appeared that Joey's cock might be plumping up a bit.  I
then suggested that we wrestle a bit, and in doing so my covert grabs and
feels led to the discovery that Joey was in fact sporting quite a healthy
boner!

I moved things to the bed and then began making bolder grabs at his crotch.
Joey would shift his hips or turn away, and would sometimes tell me "Don't
do that", but I noticed that he really wasn't trying to get away and made
no attempts to leave the room.  After a few more grabs I was sporting a
pretty healthy boner myself, and figured `What the heck'.  I latched onto
the waistband of his underwear and yanked as best I could.  They hung up a
bit on his butt, which was laying on the bed, but although he was now
grabbing at them with his hands trying to prevent his disrobing, I did
manage to get them down far enough for his very impressive erection to pop
fully into view.

I released the underwear and grabbed onto his quite thick (for a 12 year
old) stiffness.  Joey immediately grunted, then said "Don't" as he gave up
the fight for his underwear, released them and grabbed for my hand.  He
pushed my hand away and then used both of his to prevent me from grabbing
him again, but again, he made no effort to get off the bed.  In fact, he
actually laid back down and closed his eyes.  With my head and face right
down between his legs I had a clear view of his ball sack, a very smooth,
loose hanging, quite hairless, tasty looking package.  Well, by now I am
horny as all get out, and I really want that cock in my mouth, but I am
thinking those balls might make a good start, so I leaned in and began
licking at the smooth flesh.

Unfortunately, after a few very tasty swipes of my tongue, Joey shifted one
of his hands down and began to push my face away from his balls, again
telling me "Don't".  Well, lucky for me his hand pushed my face right into
the folds below his balls, straight between his legs, and within striking
distance of his asshole.  I had caught a whiff of butt smell while I had
been licking his gonads, but really not a lot, and as I leaned further in,
getting my face and mouth lined up, I took another sniff.  There was some
butt smell, but not much more than what a skid mark in your underpants
smells like (I know you've sniffed them before) and although I couldn't see
his butthole, I figured that the lack of any powerful shit odor meant I
wasn't gonna get a mouthful of anything too funky.  So I pushed in further
still and then started licking.

Now this wasn't like with my cousin Mark, where he was a willing
participant and I could kiss and sniff and leisurely lap at his butthole.  Joey
still wasn't fully cooperating, so I dove right in and started swiping my
tongue back and forth and too and fro in whatever direction I could
accomplish given that I was half upside down with my face between this
kid's legs.  The smell was sexy, the tastes were awesome, and Joey
was...silent...for about ten seconds.  And when he finally found his voice,
this time the word "Don't" was immediately followed by the word "stop" as
in "Don't stop.  Please, don't stop".  So, I didn't stop, I licked and
sucked and pushed even tighter against his asshole as he bucked and moaned
and grunted.  I kept at it for just around a minute, right up until I heard
him say "Oh God, I'm cumming".

Well as I said earlier, I was kind of getting a thing for butts (boy butts
only though, smooth, hairless and relatively clean) and I was certainly was
enjoying this butt that I was licking, but I really wanted his cum, and
especially wanted to suck that cum directly from his cock.  So as soon as
he announced that he was `cumming", I pulled my face from between his ass
checks, pulled his hands away from his cock, and took the head and about
half the shaft into my mouth.  Almost immediately I felt the tube along the
underside of Joey's stiffness begin to expand, and then my mouth was filled
with his gooey cream.  And there was a lot of it.  More than I had ever
received before and I swallowed several times as the twitching cock
pulsated in my mouth and spurted forth even more of the sweet ejaculate.

It took a good ten seconds before the cumming was done, another twenty
seconds or so for Joey to pull my face from his groin, and then a full
minute before his breathing returned to normal.  The couple of minutes that
followed were a bit awkward for both of us as he pulled his underwear up
and bid me a goodnight.  I lay on the bed for quite a while afterwards, the
scent of Joey's ass still in my nostrils and the taste of his abundant
ejaculation still in my mouth, worried about how he might feel and do the
next day.  This wasn't a boy from another state.  He lived here and if he
ever said anything about me licking his asshole or sucking his erupting
cock, I could have some serious problems.  Needless to say, I didn't get
much sleep.

I shouldn't have worried.  Long before anyone else was up the next morning,
Joey was at my bedside.  He was stiff and looking embarrassingly anxious.  He
fed me a creamy load that morning and then again later that day.  In fact
he has been making regular trips to my mouth ever since then.  He
eventually tried to get me to let him fuck my ass, but I really didn't
think I was ready for his oversized kid cock.  In his repeated pleadings to
try and convince me, he did spill the beans about another friend, Greg (who
was a year younger then Joey) who had let Joey fuck him several times.
 Apparently
Greg wasn't much for taking it in the mouth, but he had taken it in his
butt a few times when Joey spent the night at Greg's house.  Greg was a
cute, dark haired 11 year old, and he and I eventually did get together,
one time with Joey even, but I am gonna save those stories for another time.

So that is the background upon which this story starts. And while it is
just a brief overview of some of my early sexual experiences, I wanted to
at least lay the groundwork for what takes place between Mike and me.  That
will come in part 2.

To be continued.

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