Date: Sat, 17 Sep 2011 07:28:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Hero of Sorts II

Micah avoided me for the next 2 days and from what I gathered from his
mother, he'd avoided her as well. Megan told me that was used to that
behavior and essentially allowed Micah to do what he needed to do. She knew
he wasn't going to starve to death and never feared that the boy would harm
himself so she just let him be. I didn't tell Megan what had happened. I
chose to let Micah tell her if and when he decided to do so, knowing that
he probably wouldn't. I suspected that he'd kept his mother ignorant of any
of her former husband's behavior.

On the morning of day 2 Megan reminded me that she was going to take the
girls to see their grandparents, Nate's parents, for a 3 day weekend. She
had brought it up to me the week before but seeing the expression on my
face she added,

"He won't be there KC. Nate's parents don't like him any more than the rest
of us do and he doesn't care much for them apparently. They're nice people
though and they deserve to see the girls as much as the girls have a right
to see them. They live about 6 hours drive from here so I'll be gone the
entire time. Micah won't be going with us even though he's more than
welcome to come along. They adore him almost as much as they do the girls
but he's always been sort of uncomfortable around them. I assume its okay
for me to leave him home."

"Of course Megan, it's no problem." When she left about noon the following
day I still hadn't seen Micah. That night I took my shower and had gone
into my room and was sitting on the edge of the bed getting ready to turn
the bedside lamp off when I heard a tentative knock on the door to the
bathroom.

"Can I come in KC," Micah said in a soft voice. Still naked, I quickly
slipped under the covers and told him to come in. He was wearing brief's
and a t-shirt, the latter barely covering the waistband of his underwear so
that the bulge of his boyhood charms was fairly evident in the soft light
of the lamp. His hair was still a little damp from the shower that I knew
he'd taken about 30 minutes before and his head was down as he approached
the bed.

"You said to come see you when I was ready to talk," he said, his voice
still little. I didn't have a chair in the room so patted the edge of the
bed then scooted over to give him room to sit down, which he did. He didn't
say anything for a solid minute but just sat there with his head down and
his hands clasped between his knees. Wisely, I chose to keep quiet.

"He's done stuff to me before," Micah said, his voice still soft. "Those
other bruises were caused by him. He's been mean to me almost from the
beginning and he said if I told my mom or anyone else he'd hurt me really
bad then he'd leave my mother with no support or help or anything." Micah
finally looked at me, a grief stricken expression on his face, twin trails
of tears rolling down his cheeks. "I couldn't tell KC, I couldn't tell
anyone because I was afraid of what he'd do to us, to me." I put my arms
out to him and without another word he fell sideways onto my chest and put
his arms around my neck and began sobbing. I could feel the water of his
tears falling onto my skin. I held the boy tightly, my head resting against
the top of his as he shuddered against me. He cried hard for a solid half
minute and it took another full minute to a minute and a half before he
stopped. I didn't loosen my grip on him nor did he loosen his grip on me
the entire time. We stayed there unmoving for another minute before he
started to pull away from me. Micah looked me in the eyes, his red and
swollen, while he wiped the back of his hand across his upper lip to clear
off the snot.

"I gotta wipe my nose," he said then stood up and walked toward the
bathroom. "God I'm such a fuckin pussy," he said with self loathing. I
heard him blow twice before he came back into the bedroom, his hands
holding his t-shirt up and wiping his face and eyes. I hated to focus on
his crotch at such a time but did, admiring once again the bulge of that
which made him boy, until he dropped the shirttail and sat back down on the
bed.

"I'm so afraid of him KC. He told me once that he'd kill me he said that
he's killed men before and killing a kid would be a piece of cake." I
doubted seriously that Nate had killed anyone. It was possible of course
but it didn't feel right to me. Micah went on. "Do you think he has KC;
killed anybody I mean." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Hard to tell Micah but it's always better to be safe than sorry. If you
ever see him again, if he tries to accost you, run like hell. Go bang on
someone's door, run into the street and flag down a car, get to where there
are more people. Do what you can to avoid any contact with him but above
all, tell me about it immediately." The boy nodded his head and said he'd
do whatever he could then asked,

"What would you do KC? What could you do?" It was a good question.

"You don't really want to know the answer to that Micah but you saw what I
did to him the other day?" The boy nodded his head. "If I have to mix it up
with Nate again it will make today look like a birthday party for a 1 year
old." Micah looked at me and got a little smile on his face then leaned
back down and hugged me.

"I'm really glad you're my friend KC. I feel a lot safer now than I have
since I met that prick." He sat back up and it seemed like he started to
say something then stopped.

"What?" I asked him and he shook his head. I put my hand gently on his
forearm and got him to look at me. I asked again in a gentle voice; "What?"

"Uhmm well, could I sleep in here tonight?" I didn't need to think about
that at all.

"Sure. If you want to but I need to put on underwear first." He didn't say
anything for a moment then peeled his t-shirt off and lifted his butt up
enough to slide his briefs off then sat back down and kicked them to the
floor. I tugged on the blanket so he stood up enough for me to pull the
sheets back for him then sat back down and stretched out, still facing away
from me. I pulled the sheets back over us then told him to go ahead and
turn off the light, which he did. We lay there for a good minute, not
touching before he said,

"Will you hold me KC?" His voice remained soft, tentative, as if afraid to
ask, afraid I'd say no. I reached out and put my hand on his rib cage then
let it run over onto his chest and when I hit the breast bone exerted a
little pull and the boy slid right back into me. I reveled in the warm
softness of his body against mine, his butt pressed up against my
moss. Micah held my hand and arm to his chest as if I'd leave him, which of
course I wouldn't. He sighed heavily then let his muscles relax. I wondered
where this was going to lead, if anywhere. I willed myself not to get hard,
which was difficult at best.

"This feels so good KC," he said softly, "just being held I mean. Nobody
has held me since I was little."

"Everybody needs to be held from time to time Micah, even adults. I'm just
glad that I'm here to help, honored that you trust me." He mumbled an "mmm"
sound and wiggled a little bit in acknowledgement. We lay there quietly for
a while longer before Micah said,

"KC?"

"Yeah."

"I think I'm getting a boner."

"You think?"

"I mean, I AM getting one."

"And? Do you want to do something about it?"

"Uhuh."  I let my arm move downward until it got poked by his cock head at
which time I moved my arm so that I could grasp onto him causing him to
sigh heavily. He was hard as stone.

"Getting a boner," I asked. He chuckled and said

"Well, have one." I felt up and down the length of him causing him to sigh
with pleasure. I moved a little south and let go of his dick in order to
fondle his balls which of course were spilled down onto his thigh. I wormed
my fingertips gently between his sac and his thigh until I could cup his
sperm makers and did so, hefting the bag in my hand.

The fact that my cock was hardening behind him did not escape Micah's
attention. He reached behind himself, found me and did to me what I was
doing to him. "This isn't very comfortable," Micah said then pulled away
from me, rolled to face me and reached out to take hold of my dick
again. "There, that's better," he said. I reached over and took hold of his
cock as well and in tandem we stroked each other.

"Gosh your dick is so warm and hard," Micah said softly, as if speaking
louder would break the spell. We lay there looking into each other's eyes,
enough light provided by the moon to see by but not glaringly at all. Like
me, his eyes gazed over my face as our hands moved slowly on each other's
flesh. Micah's lips looked inviting as hell.

"I'd really like to kiss you Micah," I said. His response was immediate.

"Okay." I moved my head forward, he tilted his face upward and my lips
touched his. I moved them gently against him and Micah responded in a
similar fashion. It didn't last long, only enough to tell me I wanted
more. "That was nice," he said then moved his head toward mine. We kissed
again, another gentle kiss that further tested the waters. The third time I
pressed a little harder opened my mouth about half way and moved my lips
even more. A quick study, Micah did the same and that kiss turned into a
hotter than hell "let's fuck sort of kiss." Both of us let go of the
other's cock to put hands on shoulders, sides, neck or head and our mouths
opened even further. Micah was the first one to use his tongue, pushing his
into my mouth. My own tongue fought back valiantly and when we finally
broke that kiss we were both panting.

"Oh wow, that was hot KC." Indeed it had been and I would look very much
forward to doing it again...soon. I had reached out and once again taken
hold of Micah's cock. I really was surprised at the size and thickness of
the boy. Micah sighed at the feelings ripping through his young body and
began doing the same thing to me, slowly stroking but not for long.

"I want to suck you again KC," he said. My response was to let go of his
dick and roll onto my back. Micah kicked the sheets off and slid down the
bed so that he was alongside my waist. He reached out and took hold of me
then leaned in. He didn't suck me right off but took some time to look
things over and I guessed that it was his first opportunity to really
explore another male's parts. He stroked me a few times.

"You're so hard KC," he whispered then pulled my dick toward his mouth,
opened wide and took me inside. I didn't expect much from this, his second
blow job, so was pleasantly surprised when his tongue started working
around the head of my dick on the upward movement of his head. He licked
somewhat on the down suck but the fact was that I filled the boys' mouth so
he didn't have a lot of room to maneuver. He also stroked my cock as he
suckled, something that had been mostly absent the first time. I felt a
little wave of pleasure ripple through my body as Micah did a credible job,
part of that being that he lasted longer as well. But still his mouth got a
little sore so he stopped but didn't let go. Instead he went about licking
me like a melting ice cream cone, working the head over very well and even
down onto the shaft a little bit.

All of that was well and good but I wanted Micah's cock in my mouth as well
so suggest he turn around in order for me to work on him. The boy did so
and a moment later I had his cock in my face, his balls hanging down onto
his thigh, slightly spilling over the front edge. I put my face in his
crotch and breathed in deeply. Although he'd taken a shower recently there
was still a faint odor of growing boy mixed in with the Irish Spring soap
that we used.

I pressed my nose and lips against his balls, nuzzled it a little, then let
my tongue explore the soft skin of his sac before doing the same on his
eggs. I kept my lips busy but moved upward onto the harder flesh at the
base of his boyhood pride and joy, nuzzling and licking my way to the
top. Only then did my fingers take hold of the thick flesh to keep it in
place while licked over the entire spongy head, cleaning up the copious
amount of seeping precum. I finally slipped the swollen flesh into my mouth
and proceeded to suck him. I stroked gently as I suckled, taking about half
of him into my mouth, enough so that the head bounced off the edge of my
throat. Whenever I did that Micah gasped slightly and new incredible
feelings shot through his mostly virgin fourteen year old body. It didn't
take long before the boy began to gently move his hips to and fro, fucking
my mouth in tandem with my own head movement. I moved my stroking hand down
and cupped his sperm makers to heft and tug on the sensitive bag.

At the other end Micah attempted to mix things up a little bit but the boy
was still too inexperienced to be real good at multi-tasking. He did
however continue to suck me, stopping every so often to let his face rest
in my crotch and let his tongue take little swipes at whatever was within
its reach.

I ran my free hand between his legs and up onto his tender little ass. I
kneaded the softly muscled globes and let my fingers trail in the gluteal
cleavage. I wanted to explore the core of him, feel the puckered muscle of
his most secret spot but avoided it, for now. There was plenty of time to
take the boy on that particular excursion.

"Oh man KC, I'm getting close to cumming," he panted. Micah had been doing
his best to keep sucking my cock and he had even ventured so far as to play
with my balls at the same time but now he was close to sperm out and I
wanted the boy to enjoy it without too much distraction.

"Micah, turn back around." As he disengaged from me I slid back a little
and propped my head up on some pillows. As soon as he was back next to me I
told him to get above my chest, to straddle it, which he did. I reached out
and stroked him a few times, once again reveling in the sight of him, his
hard cock bobbing in the air in front of me. A naked tumescent boy is a
sight to behold.

Then I brought him close and took his cock into my mouth. As I began
sucking him again I put both hands on his hips, my finger reaching around
to rest on the sides of the globes of his butt, then pulled him to me then
pushed him away. I moved my head in the opposite directions that he was
going and the cute young teen got the message pretty quickly.

Micah began moving his hips on his own, fucking his 14 year old cock into
my mouth. Once he started moving I put one hand fully on a butt cheek while
the other went between the boys' legs to fondle and tug on his balls. The
boy leaned forward and rested his hands against the wall for balance and
stability which allowed him to drive his thick cock in and out of my mouth
even more. Above my head I could hear the boy moaning and just when I
thought he should be about ready to spew he cried out.

"Oohhh fuck KC," I felt his balls constrict slightly, his cock thicken
against my lips and a split second later the warmth of his sperm as it
flooded my greedy mouth. Somehow in the throes of his orgasm he pulled out
too far but I grabbed his cock and guided it back to my mouth but not
before getting shot just under my right eye. I kept my hand on shaft and
stroked him as he went back to fucking. I felt more constrictions of his
dick and could tell that he'd gone in to oozing mode. He may not be
shooting but a fair amount of his boy honey still needed to come out and I
got every drop of the stuff and when it was all said and done it felt like
he'd unloaded about a ¼ cup of nut sauce.

Micah finally stopped moving so I let go of his balls, wiped his sperm from
my face then reached down to begin stroking my own cock. My other went to
the boys' ass landing on my cum. I held him in place, his cock still in my
mouth, my nostrils still drinking in his sex, the fragrance having gotten a
little stronger because of the activity. It didn't take long before I
started shooting and when I felt the boy jerk I knew that I'd shot up onto
his butt. The next shot hit my hand and the rest landed on my belly.

My cum finally slowed to an oozed and then stopped so I let go of my dick,
allowing it to rest on my belly, the head in the puddle of sperm I'd just
deposited. Micah had stayed where he was at so I put my other hand on his
butt, more to rest it in a wonderful place than for any other reason. His
cock was still in my mouth but I hadn't moved my lips or my tongue since
I'd started cumming so I moved the tip of my tongue across his cock
head. Above me Micah giggled a little and started to pull away. I allowed
him to do so but kept my hands on his butt. I liked the boys' butt.

Clear from my mouth, Micah's cock was still in front of my face, the head
shiny from depleted sperm and my saliva, and already starting to lose its
tumescence. "That was really intense KC," the boy said. "Your sperm shot my
butt. OH man, I shot my cum on your face KC, I', sorry about that."

"Don't worry about Micah, I don't mind having your sperm on my face."

"It felt like I made a lot of it," he said. "I haven't jacked off for 3
days I guess is why huh?" I allowed as how he did and not draining his
balls, which I took hold of for emphasis, for that long would surely create
a build up of the little wigglies. He laughed at that and started to move
so I pulled both hands back to allow the boy to move from above my body. He
got off the bed and arched around to see if he could see my cum on his butt
despite the fact that I'd smeared it up with my fingers. I slid off the bed
to stand next to him.

"Let me get a cloth," I said and grabbed a shirt out of my laundry
basket. I wiped his butt off then cleaned the cooling and now running cum
from my belly and the edge of my pubes before tossing back into the hamper.

"Now what," Micah asked. I shrugged my shoulders and put it back on him,
asking what he'd like to do.

"You know what I feel like? I feel like an ice cream sundae or something."
I resisted the urge to tell him that he didn't look like one but instead
suggested we go find one. It sounded good to me too.

"This time of night?" he asked. It was barely 10:15 so I said sure, why
not? No one here to tell us we can't."

We ended up in University district, on the "Ave", the main thoroughfare
through the center of the district. It was still teeming with people and
would be for another couple hours and even then would only slow
minimally. We went to a place called Crusty's on the Ave and each had a
sundae starting with hand made ice cream then began adding the typical
sundae items, which included lots of hot fudge and whipped cream. While we
ate we passed comment on some of the more colorful individuals that paraded
up and down the sidewalk outside the window. Micah had never been in the U
district before so it was an eye opener for the boy.

We finally finished or treat, elbowed our way through the throngs of people
to where I'd parked the car then headed back to the house. Before we were
half way there Micah's head was resting against his window. He stumbled
into the house with me at his side, his arm around my waist and when I
headed toward his bedroom he shook his head and mumbled,

"Remember, you said I could sleep with you tonight."  I turned around and
headed for my room where Micah kicked off his shoes and t-shirt and without
ceremony shucked his briefs as well, then climbed into my bed. I locked the
house up and decided that I could use another shower so stripped and headed
into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. As I looked at my body in
the mirror a thought crossed my mind, followed closely by a grin. I went to
work and 30 minutes later fell into bed and snuggled up against Micah who
mumbled in his sleep and snuggled backwards against me.

"You're cold KC," he mumbled but didn't move away from me. I put my arm
over his waist and he immediately took hold of it and held it against his
torso. I drifted off to sleep and didn't wake up again til 6:30.

After my morning piss I headed into the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee
then went into the living room and went through some stretches then ripped
off 50 pushups and an equal amount of sit ups. I poured my first cup of
coffee then went out onto the enclosed back porch to drink it and read the
morning paper. 3 cups of coffee later I took the sports page into the
downstairs bathroom and 10 minutes after that I poured my 4th and last
cup. After that I wandered through the house trying to decide which
projects to work on and decided that painting the girls' bedrooms while
they were away was a good idea.

I had finished moving the furniture in Stephanie's bedroom to the center of
the floor and was just about done with Beth's room when Micah called out
from the doorway, asking what I was doing. I turned and saw him standing
there, still naked as the day he was born, his cock in full default
state. I raised an eyebrow and he knew why.

"I like to wander around the house without clothes on KC. It gives me a
sense of freedom." I nodded my head in understanding. "Are we gonna paint
these rooms today?"

"Yeah, I thought it would be a nice surprise for the girls." Micah was well
aware that his sisters had been pestering me to paint their bedrooms, had
even picked out the colors they wanted. "Are you hungry," I asked him,
knowing full well that he would be. Hell he was 14 and boys his age were
eating machines. When he nodded his head I suggested we take a shower then
head over to IHOP for breakfast, pick up the paint and come home and get
started. Micah said he thought that was an excellent plan. As we headed
toward our bathroom he said,

"We are going to shower together aren't we?" I said sure. In my bedroom
Micah watched as I slipped my briefs down and when I stood upright before
him the look on his face was priceless.

"What did you do KC? You shaved your stuff." Indeed I had. The foliage at
the base of my cock was a neat patch that was restricted to my pubic bone,
similar to Micah's, and only about 2 inches high. "God it makes your dick
look huge. And your balls KC, they seem to hang even further. How come you
did that, how come you shaved everything?"

"Come over here and feel em and you'll know why." The boy stepped closer
then reached out and cupped my hairless balls.

"Fuck KC," he said, almost with wonder in his voice. "They're so soft and
smooth." He didn't say anything for a heartbeat or 3 then said,

"I want to shave mine too KC. Can I?" I was hoping that Micah's response
would be something along those lines. I asked him if he wanted to do it or
have me do it for him. His response was that if I did it he'd probably get
a boner.

"Is that a bad thing," I asked and he smiled and shook his head. I fizzed
up the shaving cream and, kneeling in front of him, started on Micah's
balls and true to form he boned up pretty fast. When I was finished I took
a warm washcloth and cleaned him up. "How does that feel?" He reached down
and began fondling his honey jars then shot me a huge shit eating grin.

"So," I said, "If you'll take the time to use some soap and water I'll
shave the rest of your crotch." Micah gave me a perplexed look.

"Why would you shave my butt hole?" I explained rimming to the boy and got
the expected "yuck" expression on his smooth face. "Why would you want to
do that KC?"

"Simple; it feels awesome." He asked if I'd shaved mine and when I said I
had he responded by telling me not to expect him to put his tongue down
there and I countered by telling him not be too surprised if he changed his
mind. That got me a look of skepticism. Like a good boy he performed the
requested hygiene then got on his hands and knees on the floor so I could
finish the job. He didn't have a lot of hair down there but when I was done
he wouldn't have any.

"Does it really feel that good getting licked down there," Micah asked,
looking over his shoulder at me.

"I'll show you after we shower," I said as I carefully pulled the razor
along his perineum. I finished the job in short order and of course he
needed to put some fingers down there to explore. By that time Micah had
lost his hard on and everything was simply hanging.

We climbed in the shower and got soaked down. "Are you gonna wash me again
KC?"

"If you want me too, sure." The boy shot me a grin so I grabbed the soap
and began the process. That time however, when I got to his groin I turned
him around and slipped my soapy fingers between his cheeks and cleaned his
boy hole. Micah spread his legs to allow me better access and moaned loudly
as my fingers worked the entire area. I even went so far as to slip a soapy
finger inside him and the boy didn't complain a bit at the invasion. This
time Micah washed me and worked me over as completely as I had done to him
and of course he slipped a finger up my ass.

"I've done this to myself before and I know it feels really good,
especially one little spot in there." I acknowledged his statement and went
on to explain the prostate to him and said that if he was up for it I'd
massage it while I jacked him off and it would be the best cum he'd ever
had. Needless to say that got his complete attention and he admitted that
he didn't know that, finishing the statement by saying he'd like to try
it. With an agenda in place, we got out of the shower and dried off then
went to my bed where I turned and sat down on the edge. Micah was right
behind me so I reached out and grabbed his hands and pulled him forward. As
the boy fell into me I rolled to the side taking him with me. Surprised at
first, Micah laughed and as we settled facing each other on our sides he
moved his head toward mine and kissed me.

It was a simple kiss, at first, but segued into a mouth open tongue
battling affair. Micah's hand found my cock and began stroking it while my
free hand was still on his back and his delicious little butt, rubbing and
kneading. Then Micah surprised me by rolling me onto my back and taking the
more dominant position. As he continued to kiss me he moved one leg between
mine which cause his hard cock to press against my thigh and gently pushed
his knee up against my balls. In reflex my hands went to the boys' butt
where I could really rub and knead the fatty orbs, pulling the cheeks apart
in the process. I elected to take a chance and allowed the fingers of one
hand to enter the crevice and gently push against his muscled hole for a
second before trailing down along his perineum and finding his balls. As I
cupped and fondled the eggs my other hand was still working around in his
gluteal cleavage and his hole.

"You really do like that part of my body huh KC?" I kissed him quickly and
said that it was a terrific playground. "I'd be a liar if I said it didn't
feel good," he said, "with your fingers messing around in there."

"Are you ready for some real feel good?" The boy nodded his head. I quickly
reversed our positions, rolling him onto his back with me on top. I kissed
him and as soon as we broke it off I nuzzled my face down onto the crook of
his neck to kiss and gently suck. The boy shivered as intense new feelings
ripped through his body. I didn't stay there but began moving down the bed,
stopping at nipple ville and paying homage to one of the little nubbins of
flesh. Once again Micah moaned and arched his back in response to another
wave of unexpected pleasure.

I didn't nurse for long. I was on a quest and while I didn't want to just
dive in there, I didn't want to delay it overly long either. On my trip
south I stopped to lick his cock head, cleaning off the seeping precum,
then sucked him for a moment or three. My goal was always to get a boy up
into a fog of hotness. Sometimes I wanted to get him there quickly and
other times to make a more leisurely excursion out of it. So I sucked his
cock for a couple of minutes, long enough for Micah to feel like he needed
to have his fingers running through my hair and to begin thrusting his hips
up slightly, to gently begin to fuck my mouth. My free hand went to his
balls again to cup tug and fondle the nice sized, now smooth sperm makers.

I finally left his stone hard cock, licking down the underside of the shaft
to his bag and began licking the soft smooth skin while at the same time
maneuvering my body to get between his legs. Micah spread his legs to give
me more room and once settled in I began licking his nuts in earnest,
pushing the orbs around with my tongue. I weaseled my face between his sac
and his inner thigh and licked up and down the sensitive crease causing the
boy to shiver from the intense feelings. I switched to the other side and
after a moment or four I went back to his sac. This time I lifted the bag
up to lick the sensitive underside.

I took a moment to gaze at the folds and crevices that were hidden from
view virtually all of the time. I gazed on the rounded edges of his cheeks,
the beginning of his crack, and the folds of skin where it continued upward
alongside it and to almost the center of his scrotum along with the thin
line of his perineum. Everything looked so smooth and soft. I began
licking. Micah moaned as my tongue explored up and down the sensitive
flesh.

"Pull your legs back Micah," I finally commanded and he did, revealing the
enticing oyster of his puckered hole. I wasted no time and it didn't take
long before Micah moaned again, seemed to pull his legs back a little
further then put his hand on his cheeks to pull them farther apart.

I worshiped the temple of Priapus with every bit of energy and enthusiasm
as I could muster; licking the wrinkled muscle and every bit of flesh
within and inch or more of it, up onto his sac then back down again. I
pushed my tongue at the center of it as if trying to force the tip past the
tight muscle and into Micah's bowels. The boy continued moaning, sometimes
louder than others. I figured I'd made a believer out of him. I finally
backed away and Micah let his legs down and looked at me through eyes that
were barely opened.

"Fuck KC you're right it feels fucking great."

"Are you ready to cum yet?" Micah nodded his head vigorously. I got off the
bed and grabbed the lube and small hand towel from my night stand and got
back on the bed. The boy watched as I poured the lube onto one finger then
moved back up between his spread out legs. I took hold of his raging boner
in one hand and started to stroke him and at the same time slipped my gooey
digit up his hole. The boy gasped at the feelings which became much more
intensified when I leaned my head down and took his cock head into my
mouth.

I started sucking, stroking and finger fucking Micah all at the same
time. Needless to say it was almost sensory overload for the young teen. It
took less than a minute for his first moan and less than a minute more
before he started "oh God-ing". I knew that he wasn't going to last very
long, what boy his age could, so quit all movement for just a moment while
I grabbed the lube and poured some on his swollen cock head. I then started
to jack him off in earnest, focusing on the head, and kept my finger inside
of him, massaging the little nut of his prostate. About 30 seconds into
that and he all but cried out. I slipped off the head in time to feel his
cock thicken against my hand and his prostate harden and a second later he
squirted. Oh man did he squirt.

It was quite amazing actually. Micah had raised up onto his elbows and was
watching the show. The first squirt of sperm shot out, the stream somehow
splitting into 2 smaller streams immediately and splattering the boys'
smooth face. As it arced through the air small droplets of cum fell away
from the mass and dotted his chest in half a dozen or more places. Before
he could react, the second squirt flew out and while it didn't split like
the first one it was equal in volume. Where the first one, or two as it
were, landed on the side of his nose and inner cheek just below the lower
lash, the second one hit on his upper lip just about the center of his
nose. That is one of the anomalies of ejaculation. No matter if one holds
one's cock in exactly the same position, no 2 squirts seem to go completely
in the same direction.

The second stream lay down over his lip and since his mouth was half way
open in the throes of orgasm, part of it ended up in his mouth while the
tail end draped slightly over his lower lip. Micah let his head drop back
on the pillow and the 3rd squirt landed on his upper chest. Micah continued
to moan loudly, I kept up the massage of his prostate, and his heavy balls
continued to unload their honey, although there were no more spectacular
shots. Instead his sperm flowed out copiously, running down over the head
onto my fingers and some onto my thumb before falling off into his pubes or
onto his balls, depending on which side the stuff flowed.

It finally slowed to a very small burble of cum, I slowed down finger
fucking him, and the hand on his thick cock slowed down to a milking
stroke, squeezing every last drop from boyhood pride and joy. Micah lay
there panting like he'd run a marathon before I gently slipped my finger
from his ass. I let go of his dick, leaned forward and scooped up his sperm
and began to use it, along with the lube in my hand, on my own cock. I
jacked off with a vengeance and Micah rose back up on his elbows to watch,
not bothering to wipe his cum from his face. It was hot as all hell seeing
that, seeing the boy with his juices creating white streaks on his smooth
young face. It didn't take me long and less than a minute later my sperm
was arcing out over his cock and onto his flat lower belly. I managed a
solid 4-5 squirts before I slowed into ooze mode, allowing my cum to drop
out onto Micah's cock or his lower belly. I finally slowed, milked my dick
then stopped.

Micah was quiet for a moment then said softly, "Holy fucking shit KC; that
was intense as all hell." Indeed. "I want to see what my face looks like,"
he said and started to move so I got out of his way then followed him into
our bathroom where he looked at himself in the mirror.

"Wow that really looks kinda hot." I agreed with him. He then a moment to
look at his torso, covered in his sperm and mine, then wiped his face off
as best he could. "I guess I need a shower." That being said we got the
water going and climbed in and during the cleaning processed the
experience.

"Oh man your finger in my ass was really great and when I came it almost
made my eyes cross," the boy said as soaped his boy hole. "If I'd have
known it felt that good I would have been doing it a long time ago. You're
licking me down there did feel really good too KC. Is it that much fun
doing the licking?" I told him it was and he allowed as how he might want
to do it to me. I told him I was all for it.

We finished, dried off and went for breakfast then to Lowe's and by 10:30
we were back at the house and laying down the drop cloths in Beth's
room. As the morning slipped into afternoon the room became warmer and even
though we opened the windows in a couple of rooms to create a cross draft,
which helped, it remained hot and muggy. As such, by the time we were done
with Beth's room and started on Stephanie's we were both down to our
briefs. Her room was facing south so it was even hotter than her sister's
and finally prompted Micah to say,

"Fuck it." He set his roller down and shucked his underwear, tossing them
into the hallway. "There, that's a little better." That seemed to be a good
idea so I followed suit, or un-suit, as the case may be. Watching a boy go
about his normal business without clothes can be terribly exciting. One
gets the opportunity to view the human body as it goes through its everyday
motions; to watch the muscles actually doing their thing as the body moves
about, to see it work in its natural state, without covering. It was
something that most people hardly every got the opportunity to
witness. Watching Micah stretch out to reach higher spots, to step up and
down the chair he was using to do reach them was, if not exciting, at least
highly interesting. Watching him bend over to add paint to his roller was
even more fun, and provided a delectable view of much of his recreational
area. His balls hung quite low cue to the heat and of course his now smooth
hole was open to view.

The whole situation hadn't escaped Micah's attention either for he passed
comment on what it looked like when I bent over to dip my brush. "It's hot
to see KC," he told me. "If it weren't so fucking hot in here and we didn't
have work to do I'd probly catch a boner over it." I chuckled and agreed
with him. At one point when Micah was standing on a ladder and rolling the
ceiling I had moved in front of him and noticed that his fully softened
cock was just about level with my mouth. I bent slightly and brought my
mouth up under the head and took it in. sucking a softened cock is
different than a hard one and focused on the difference.

"Fuck KC I almost fell off the ladder," Micah said above me. The laughter
in his voice told me he wasn't displeased, not that I thought he would
be. The boy didn't stay soft for very long. His cock started responding
almost immediately and before long I was standing more upright. Micah
slowly turned on his step so that he could lean back a little and I moved
with him, keeping his cock in my mouth. It had been more than a couple
hours since we'd showered so Micah's body had built up a much stronger
musky fragrance and I breathed it in deeply as I suckled him, reveling in
his smells. Above me he moaned and groaned as his body shot up into a fog
of hotness and despite having cum earlier, the boy reached his peak fairly
quickly.

"I'm gonna cum KC, I'm gonna cum," he panted out. I stayed on his cock,
stroking and sucking and a moment later he groaned heavily. His cock
swelled just a moment before his balls began unloading their salty nectar
into my greedy mouth. He managed a good 4 squirts of sperm before it
started oozing out and I swallowed every drop of his sauce. I finally had
to stop and let go of him because he became so sensitive. Micah stepped
down off the ladder and quickly embraced me, both of us keeping roller and
brush held at arms length.

"That was pretty fucking cool," he said with a grin. "Imagine what it would
be like if we had the house to ourselves all the time. We could have sex in
every room." Indeed we could I told him, my own brain running through a
variety of graphic images. "Well, my mom will be gone for another 3 days,"
he said, leaving the obvious unsaid.

We finished Stephanie's room by 5 and after cleaning everything up headed
out for dinner, electing to have pizza. We watched TV for a while, snuggled
up on the sofa in a smaller parlor room and went to bed about 10. Micah
appeared to have been sated by 2 spermings that day so we fell asleep in
each other's arms. I was awakened about midnight by sirens and when I was
fully awakened I realized that they were coming from the front of the
house.