Date: Tue, 8 May 2007 13:37:50 -0700 (PDT) From: LJ Subject: The Dare2.3 (b/b mast anal) Copyright 2007 by LJ; all rights reserved. This document may not be distributed for pay with out the consent of the author on any web site. This is a work of fiction depicting sexual acts between consenting preteen boys. This material is protected under the first amendment to the constitution of the United States of America. If you are under age, the law says that I have to tell you to not read it. Write the word Flames in the subject if you are sending flames so I can get my medication out before reading. Disclaimer: If this material is illegal in your jurisdiction, stop reading before the law comes and kicks your door in. This is fiction, make believe, it did not happen. At least not when I was there; bummer. Story codes: (b/b mast, anal, ages 7 and 9) The dare 2.3 I woke up early the next day as Mike got out of bed. I think he had to go to the bathroom in the worst way because I heard a thump, then he bounded out of the room as if a monster were after him. When I look at the clock they have on the night stand I see that it is about seven. Ivan is sleeping soundly besides me. I feel my own bladder calling, so I get out of bed as carefully as I can as to not wake him up. I get to the bathroom just as Mike is coming back out. He gives me a smile and then points to my hard cock which he can no doubt see through my undies. "I can see your pee-pee." He whispers with a naughty smile. I grin back at him and step passed him. I am about to close the door to the bathroom when he reaches out and stops it from closing. "Wait, I want to come in with you." HE whispers. I grin again, this time with a certain anticipation and let him come in behind me. He closes and locks the door quietly while I take care of my pressing business. Just as I have shaken off the last drops he comes and stands next to me. "Want to play like we did last night?" He whispers as if somebody would hear us from outside the closed bathroom door. "Yeah, I do." I answer and turn to him. "Last night was fun huh?" "Yeah, it was." He answers. I briefly wonder if he was able to hear me and Ivan fucking the night before, but then decide he had to be asleep as he didn't move, and I remember hearing some snoring from his little bed. "Look:" He says and quickly drops his undies. His sweet seven-year-old cocklet is standing straight up and all hard. I step closer and immediately grasp it. Mike gives out a small oh under his breath as I stroke his little cock. I marble at the hardness of it, and at the sensitivity Mike seems to display as I fondle him. Then he is pulling my hand away and pressing forward towards me. "Look, this feels really nice." He whispers and lets his little cock press against mine. He has to stand on his tippy toes to reach. The contact of his warmth makes me almost jump with the unexpected pleasure. Then he is moving back and forth trying to simulate fucking and letting our little cocks rub together. As he keeps doing that I shiver with the pleasure of it. And Idea starts to cross my mind as he continues to do this. I start to wonder if I could fuck him. I knew Ivan liked it, and I can't help but wonder if little Mike might like it as well. I knew my cock was not big enough to hut him, so the more I thought of it, the more I wanted to try it out. "Want to go back to my room and play in my bed?" He asks in a whisper. I nod and we pull apart pulling our undies back up so we can walk. I do have to wonder what Ivan will say when he found me fucking his little brother on the bed next to where he sleeps, but I am suddenly feeling so horny that I don't even let the thought worry me. A moment later we are back in their room. Mike gets into bed and motions for me to join him. Next to us Ivan seems to sleep soundly. I join Mike, and he pulls the covers over us. Then he turns his head and smiles. Immediately he fumbles with his undies and I can hear the elastic snap once as he pulls at his undies to draw them down. Then I start to feel the bed shake as the seven-year-old boy starts to masturbate next to me. I reach out to touch his moving little hand. It is wrapped around his cock in a tight little fist. I let it caress my hand as it moves in that so rhythmic and purposeful motion that Mike uses to masturbate. Then he stops and pushes at my fingers to grab him. "Want to make me get the tickles like last night?" He whispers. "Yeah, I do." I say and grasp his little candy bar. I start to masturbate him slowly, paying attention to each and every detail of his reactions. I am enthralled by the way he expresses his pleasure so openly even though he is only seven. True I too masturbated that early, but to a boy of nine, two years are a life time. Thus his reactions gave me a sense of wonder and awe. I think that was how I got hooked on younger boys for real. For a few moments I listen to Mike's panting, his little opened mouth soft pants that come and go in a quick quiet cadence. The occasional oh, sounds he makes in a whisper encouraging me to keep the pumping up and down on his little cock. The little throbs his little penis gives from time to time with his pleasure. Each time eliciting a little sigh from Mike's open mouth. All this urge me to fuck him. I stop suddenly and whisper urgently. "Want to play a big boys game with me?" "Yeah, what we do?" He asks eagerly. "We can play making babies." I say, and pull the covers off enough to allow me to reach the little bottle of baby oil on the night stand. "What we do?" He asks. "I put my pee-pee in your butt, and then move it in and out, so that it slides up and down like my hand does when we make the tickles come." I explain as I uncap the bottle and start to lube my hard cock. "Won't it be yucky?" He asks. "Nah, you took your shower last night and are clean." I say. "Pull your undies all the way off." He does it immediately and I stop lubing my cock long enough to do the same. Then I reach for Mike's little ass and start to run my lubed fingers through his little crack. "This is going to feel a little stuffy at first when I put my pee-pee in you, but I dare you not to make noise so that Ivan doesn't wake up." I say. "Okay, but if it hurts you will stop?" He asks. "Sure, but you don't have to worry, my pee-pee is not that big, and it will go in easy." I answer and turn him on his side. "Help me, you spread your butt open." I instruct as I start to move behind him to find his little ass. He reaches behind himself and spread his little ass open for me. Then because of his size, I am able to find his little pucker quickly. My baby oil dripping cock manages to find its target and I quickly give a push. My head goes in surprisingly easy, but as I start to push further in Mike gives a little gasp. "Is it hurting?" I ask. "No, just feels like I have to go caca." I give a little snort even as he covers his face with his free hand to try to stop laughing. The sudden shaking of his body allows me to suddenly slide home in one fluid smooth push. This time he does give a little grunt. "Sorry, it just went in when you started to laugh." I apologize. He does not say anything for a moment. He just lays there no doubt trying to get used to my filling him up. Meanwhile, I am feeling such feeling of exquisiteness all around my cock as his warm and tight little ass surrounds me that I have to give out a little moan of delight. "I am going to start moving in and out, okay?" I warn. Mike nods forgetting that I am behind him. I straighten my legs and lever my self against him. The position was damn awkward alright, but I didn't want to risk Ivan waking up if I got Mike on all fours like I had him last night. I was also trying to avoid making the bed squeak. Not that it was working out. As I start to slide in and out of Mike's baby oil lubed little ass, the bed does start to squeak quietly. The nice thing about this position is that I could reach and grab hold of Mike's hips and pull him against me. He must have gotten the hint because he is letting one of his little feet move so that it touches the wall quietly. Then he starts to push back using it as leverage. I let him do this and guide my rhythm using my hands to direct his motions. The second advantage is that I am soon able to throw a leg over him and since he is skinnier than me and a lot smaller I got complete access to his ass. I could not pump as fast as I wanted, but did manage to start having a good rhythm going. Then my fucking left leg started to cramp, so I quickly stopped and pulled out. 'Fuck this!' I thought, and threw the covers back. "Mike, get on your knees." I whisper. Mike obeys quietly and I move behind him on the bed. I grab the pillow and place it in front of him half way down the bed. Lay on it so your pee-pee is on it." I command. I watch as he quickly does as I say, and then I spread his little legs again. Moving behind him I lower myself into position and am able to reinsert my hard cock in to him on the first try. Then throwing caution to the wind I start to fuck him good like I did his older brother. I can hear little Mike's breath being expelled forcefully beneath me from time to time as I let my nine-year-old cock fuck in and out of his seven-year-old tight ass. Involuntarily Mike's little tight passage spasms around my cock as I fuck him making me moan with joy. Being early in the morning, and me being nine and horny made for a quick fuck. I start to feel my orgasm warning me of its arrival in about two minutes or so. I stop and rest for a moment, then I reach and grab for Mike's cock. I figure I would try to help him feel good as well. I cup his little cock which is still very hard with my palm, then I close my fingers around it. Then I start to pump him and out again. Each time I go in, his little cock pushes against my hand and the length of the stroke is sufficient to stimulate Mike's cock. I can feel each little throbbing of Mike's cock through my fist and through my own cock. As I fuck I can tell that Mike is starting to get into it. He is letting me have full access to his ass and cock, and has relaxed completely into the pillow so that I can use the rebounding of the bed to aide my stroking. All I can hear is the squeak squeak squeak squeak of the bed springs as I pump at top speed as only a horny little nine-year-old can. In my fist, the little piece of candy between the seven-year-old's legs throbs announcing Mikes own orgasm. He is panting louder now, and actually giving a little grunt as I try to go as deep as my little cock will go into his ass. The soon to be second grader gives out another little grunt, and his ass spasms. HE starts to cum hard only a second or so behind me. I can feel his little cock start to jump and spasm furiously and even as I feel his ass contract and release all around my cock with the reflex actions of his penis, I marble at just how hard his little orgasms are. Then my own orgasm hits me and I give out a loud oh of pleasure. I forget about Ivan sleeping next to us and give Mike's little butt all the pounding I can. Beneath me, Mike's little cock is still throbbing and Mike gives out a series of grunts rising in pitch and volume until he gives out a strangled grunt in the back of his throat muffled only somewhat by his bed as his face buries into it. With that grunt I feel his ass clamp tightly all around my own spasming cock as I shiver from head to toes with my hard fourth grader orgasm. I fall limply on little Mike, my knees unable to support me and all of my superior weight falls on him. He seems to enjoy this for almost a full minute as we recover our breath before complaining that I am getting heavy. So I move off of him and grab for the pillow as he also shifts. I flip it over and set it back at the head of the bed, then motion for Mike to join me. We lay back down, and I draw the covers over us. Then I pull Mike to me and wrap my arms around him for a cuddle. Our little boy cocks are still hard incredibly, even after such bliss we have just shared, so I line them up and let myself slowly pump against him from time to time to stimulate each other. I am surprised when Mike moves his face close to mine, and his lips touch mine in a quick peck. "That was fun!" He exclaims under his breath. Then I return his kiss with a deeper one. Despite it being morning, his little breath tastes sweet, so I let my lips linger on his as long as he lets me. "Can I do it to you next time?" He asks after a while. "Sure, you can be daddy next time." Little did I know what I had started then with Mickey. I created a little monster. A little monster that would end up being the stud of his second grade class the next year. But that's a story for little Mike to tell you himself elsewhere if you are interested. I can't believe that Ivan did not awake with all of the racket we made. The covers are warm, and Mike's little body against mine starts to lull me to sleep soon. And before I know it we are both asleep with our arms around each other. Just two little children having shared their sweet tickles with each other. **** Check out my other stories on nifty under gay young-friends: Josh for Christmas, John's Cousin, The dare. Under bisexual young-friends: The three ms (in progress).