Date: Mon, 20 Jan 2014 00:38:45 -0500 From: Jamie Wray Subject: More of Lil Mikey Well, its that time again. My first story was called My Lil Mikey, posted on December 25th. And, I must say, the response to him was tremendous!! I wasn't planning on writing about Mikey again, but, since you guys love him, here he is, in all his glory. DISCLAIMER: If you are offended by man/boy erotica, don't bother reading this story. AND, as with the other story, this never happened in reality. It is just a fantasy in my own little mind. Mikey is 10. This happened about 3 months after the bedwetting incident described in my first story. "Mr. James? Do you think we could go out sometime? Like, you know. Just me and you?" He looked at me with big brown eyes. "Well, what would you want to do?" I asked. "Hhhmmm." he thought, scrunching up his face. "I know!! We could go to a movie!! Can we please, please, please?" He said, grabbing my hand. "Sounds like a plan, my man!" We high fived. So, after obtaining the proper permissions and filing a shitload of forms, we went out one beautiful summer day. Star Wars had been rereleased in celebration of its 20th anniversary, and that's what we agreed to see. We bought our tickets, popcorn and sodas, and prepared to watch this classic. We decided on seats fairly far back from the screen. The lights dimmed slightly, then the previews began. I watched him as he munched popcorn and sipped soda through a straw. Then, the movie began as the house lights were darkened. "A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away..." I had to read the opening sequence to him. As we watched as the evil Vader tried to conquor the Rebellion, Mikey laid his head on my shoulder. After a minute, I put my arm around him, stroking his arm. Then, ever so softly, I kissed his hair. After I did that, he looked up at me. "Hey...uumm....can I ask you something private, Mr. James?" He asked. "Sure babe. What is it?" I asked. "Do you really love me?" The big brown eyes again. "Absolutely without a doubt, sweetheart. I love you with all my heart." I assured him. I gave him a squeeze. "I love you too. Uuumm remember that night I peed my bed...and we.... did that stuff?" He said. "Mmmm hhhmm. What about it?" I asked. "I dunno. It...was fun. It felt really good! And...I was wondering if maybe...you know...sometime we can...maybe do it again." I held him tighter, and kissed his smooth cheek. "Anytime you want, baby. Anytime you want." He nodded and tried to focus on the movie. We watched for a few more minutes, and he then looked at me again and smiled devilishly. I wondered what he was up to. He then laid his left hand on my right, stroking my fingers. "Are you ok, babe?" I asked. "Yeah. I'm ok. Just.... I dunno. I feel funny." He said. "You sick? Is your tummy ok?" I asked, showing genuine concern. "Tummy is ok. But...." he leaned closer to me. As he spoke, I could smell his breath tinged with popcorn. "My pee pee feels funny." He giggled. I looked around. It was a matinee show on a weekday, so most adults were at work. A few other boys in front of us. Otherwise, the theater was empty. I thought quickly. "Well, is something wrong with it? Does it hurt?" I asked. "Uumm...no....it doesn't hurt. Its... I dunno...tickly." "Its ok. That's a part of getting older. Your pee pee will do that a lot when you get a little older," I explained. "But... it feels funny." He smiled seductively. I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. He tasted like popcorn. I then felt my hand, his on mine, being guided over the arm of the seat towards him. As he guided me, he smiled at the screen. He led my hand to his crotch. As my hand arrived, he let it go, and looked up at me, wantingly. "Look at the screen, babe. It'll be OK," I whispered. He focused his attention on the screen. Obi Wan Kenobi and Darth Vader were battling it out with light sabers. Mikey was wearing loose-fitting gym shorts and a tshirt tucked into them. I let my hand rest on his crotch for a minute, then, my fingers started to massage the area. His legs spread a little bit, and he slouched down in the seat. He sighed. As my fingers felt through the fabric, I could feel his little member stiffening up. After a few minutes, he was fully hard, a little tent forming in his shorts. He giggled softly. He leaned over to me. "Can I pull my pants down a little bit so you can do my pee pee? Please? It doesn't feel right through my clothes," he said. I thought a minute. Then, I had an idea. "No babe. We can't get caught having fun. But here," I said. I slowly felt my way up his left pant leg. As I approached his crotch again,I quickly realized that he wasn't wearing underwear. His naked penis stood totally up straight. I felt a bit lower, and felt his smooth scrotum and tiny balls. As I did this, he sighed contentedly. I then gently took hold of his small shaft and gently stroked. I could feel the smoothness of his ring, and the stiff purple head. He smiled. As I stroked, his legs drew wider, and he was grasping the arms of the seat hard. His breathing grew heavy. "Is it OK, babe?" I asked him. "Yeah. Its pretty cool. But it still doesn't feel right. Its big, but its touching my pants. Can we go somewhere, and maybe you could... maybe.... suck on it? Please?? Like you did that night." I thought. I wanted to. God, did I want to. Then, I had a thought. "Come on, Mikey. Let's try the bathroom." I stood up and took him by the hand. We exited our theater, forgetting the movie, not caring how it ended. We headed to the bathrooms. I prayed no one was in them. As we entered, the strong smell of urine and disinfectent assaulted our noses. No one was there. "Come to this stall, babe." "This is a big one," he noted. "This one is for guys in wheelchairs. They need to be able to fit in the stall, so they made it bigger." I explained. He nodded his understanding. "Can I take my clothes off? Please?? I like it when I'm naked," he said, tugging on his shirt anxiously. "I guess so," I said, making sure the door to the stall was latched. He smiled wide and started stripping. First, off went the shirt. His young, pale chest gleaming, nipples still soft and round. Bellybutton sticking out a little, like I remembered it. He sat on the toilet seat and took off his sneakers and socks. He was piling his clothes in the corner by the toilet. He stood up and looked at me, smiling. Then he unabashedly pulled his pants down and stepped out of them. Into the pile they went. He stood before me and sighed a long breath. He then smiled wide, exposing slightly crooked little boy teeth. I took him all in. His smooth, hairless legs, slender and firm. By now, his penis was at half mast, a little hard and sticking out in front of him instead of straight up. "Uh oh! My pee pee is getting small again!!" He giggled. I walked over to him. "Want to try and tinkle before we have our fun?" I asked him. He drank a ton of soda. "Yeah. Hold my pee pee for me?" He said turning to the bowl. I reached both arms around his torso. I gently took him into my right hand. As soon as I did, the stream started flowing, steady and hard. I teased him by tickling his scrotum. He giggled. After a few more minutes, the stream died down to a trickle, then stopped altogether. "That's a big boy," I said. He looked back at me and smiled. He flushed. "So, what do you want to do, babe?" I asked. He stood there and thought, while unconciously tugging his penis. "Hhmm. I dunno. Suck my pee pee I guess. It felt so good the last time," he said, smiling. So, I kneeled down. His penis was right in front of me, still semi flacid. I could smell the urine from a drop that escaped the tip. I then opened my mouth and took him in. As I closed my mouth around him, he gasped in pleasure. I started sucking gently and slowly. He started breathing harder. His penis became totally hard instantly. I sucked harder, thinking that maybe, just maybe, he could actually shoot a load. He was 10. It wasn't unheard of. As I sucked, my tongue escaped to lick his smooth scrotum. It felt the two small testicles safe in their sack. He giggled. He put his hands on my head. "Feel my butt!" He said. So, as I sucked, I reached around him. I felt the cool, smooth skin of his bottom. I kneaded the flesh. "Yeah!" He said. Then, after a few more minutes, I noticed his breathing had quickened. "Keep going!! Its getting ticklyer!" He said. So, I sucked a little harder. Then, I could feel his already stiff penis getting stiffer, the head expanding. His little hips were thrusting. Then, he stopped breathing altogether. At tjis point, his penis throbbed in my mouth, trying to release something. As he orgasmed, my tongue focused on the head, his pee hole. He grunted. Then, after about 20 seconds, the orgasm died down, his penis relaxing. He took in a deep, satisfying breath, then giggled. I released him. "Wow, that was cool!!" He shouted. "Ssshhh baby. Not so loud, OK?" I said. "OK." He whispered. At that very moment, the door to the men's room swished open. Young voices filled the tiled room. "Yeah! I think Vader rocks!" One boy said. "Yeah? Well who won? Luke Skywalker. That's who. He's the coolest!" Another boy commented. Only 2 voices. No adults. Good. The footsteps stopped, presumably at the urinals. I looked down at Mikey, who was tugging his penis again. I put my finger to my lips. He repeated the gesture. I heard zippers unzipping, clothing rustling. "Ha! Look at your weiner, Jason! Small enough?!" "Faggot! Stop looking at it then! Look at yours! Its not much bigger, David!" "Yeah, but its still bigger. Hey. Do you come yet?" Jason asked his companion. "That's none of your business. Do you?" "Yup! I did a few days ago. I was jerking my weiner, then this white stuff shot out of it. Scared the shit outta me! But boy did it feel good! Come on. I told you. You tell me. Do you come?" "Well....no. Not yet. But my brother says I will soon. Maybe when I start getting hair." "I don't have hair yet, and I come," said Jason. "Yeah... welli guess everyone is different." David said. Urine flowed into the urinals. Mikey tugged my shirt. I kneeled down. "What babe?" I whispered. "Pee time. I gotta go again," he said, trying to stifle a giggle. His penis was totally soft again. "OK. Well go ahead," I said. "No...hold my pee pee!" He he said out loud, forgetting that we weren't alone. I flinched. Then, I heard giggling from the other side of the room. Great, I thought. Here I am, in a public men's room with a naked kid. 2 boys trying to pee and now laughing, no doubt at us. Then, Jason spoke. "Yeah. Hold his pee pee!" He then laughed. "Stop, Jason. Its probably a father and his kid." David said. Mikey giggled. I wasn't laughing. "Come on, Mikey. Tinkle so we can leave," I said. "No! Hold it for me! Or I won't get dressed!" He said, giggling again. "What? Is the kid naked or something?" Jason asked David. "Dunno. Maybe," David said. The blood now drained from my face. What to do? "Are you gonna hold it? Please?! With sugar on top?" Mikey pleaded. God, I needed this. "Come on, dad! Hold it for him! Or he won't get dressed for ya! Why is he naked, anyway? He like that stuff or what?" He sounded genuinely intersted. "Uuumm... well yeah. He likes it that way. That's how he is," I said. "Wait. He's really, totally naked in there? Wow. In public, too. Its cool though, I guess," Jason said. Then, after I thought this conversation was over, footsteps aporoached the stall. Then, a soft rap on the door. Mikey looked up at me. "What?" I asked, annoyed. "Hey mister, uuummm. Like...is your son REALLY naked? Or are you playin'? 'Cause, well.... if he is......" I heard the boy sigh. "I really gotta go, Mr. James! Just hold it!" Mikey was dancing from foot to foot. "Jason, come on. Leave them alone. Let's just go," David said as he approached the stall, too. I could see two pairs of hairless legs from under the stall door. "Ok Mikey. I'll hold it, then we go, OK?" "Yup!" He said loudly. He turned to the bowl. Before I wrapped my arms around him, I looked under the door. The 2 pairs of legs danced nervously from foot to foot. I then took hold of Mikey's now totally soft penis. A stream started to flow. "Hey mister? Can I ask something stupid, and you won't hate me?" Jason asked. I sighed. "I guess." "How old is your son?" Before I could speak, Mikey piped in. "I just turned 10!" He said proudly. "Oh yeah? I'm 11. Just turned." Jason said. "And I'm 11 1/2," David chimed in. "Good. Well, we're about done here, ok boys? So...we'll see you later." I said, hoping to end this. Mikey's stream stopped, and he turned to me. "Get dressed, Mikey." I instructed. He smiled. "Why?" "Because its time to go," I told him. "I don't wanna leave," Mikey said. "Yeah, dude. Let him stay naked if he wants. Its ok Mikey. You like being naked?" Jason asked. "YEAH!" Mikey squealed. "Its cool, lil dude. Its cool. Uuummm mister?" Jason asked. "What?" I asked. "Like....oh God this is stupid....but...like is Mikey's weiner big or small?" Jason asked. I was shocked. But, I could tell Jason was serious. "Stop, Jason, ok? Its not our business." David said. "Its small now! But it gets big!" Mikey yelled. "Mister....hey....uuumm do you think.....that maybe.... I dunno.....no one has to know...but....could I see it? Just once?" Jason had a young boy's pleading voice. "Jason! What the fuck? You can't do that!" David scolded. Mikey tugged my shirt. "I'll let him see it if he wants too," Mikey said. The big, brown eyes again. I sighed. "Please mister? I won't tell. I promise. And my friend won't tell either, will you, David?" "Guess not," David sighed. I slowly put my hand on the latch of the door. I looked down at Mikey, naked and innocent. Then, slowly, I undid the latch. I pulled the door inward. It opened as wide as it could. Standing just outside the stall were David and Jason. Very handsome boys. One a bleach blonde, the other a black-haired boy. Mikey was standing behind me. The boys smiled nervously. "Why do you need to see Mikey's weiner? You just saw each others'." I said. "That's different. We know each other. Plus, we've never seen another boy's weiner before." Jason said. I slowly reached behind me and felt Mikey's arm. I gently took hold of it and slowly pulled him from behind me. He stepped into the boys' view. "Whoa! Look at him! Cool!" Jason said. Mikey smiled a shy smile. David was looking at Mikey as well. I could see both boys' eyes drinking in every inch of Mikey's naked flesh. "Like it?" Mikey asked. "Uuhh yeah! Its cool!" Jason said, staring. "I have balls, too. Mr. James calls them my testicles. But I call 'em my balls!" Mikey laughed. I smiled. "Nuts! Mine are my nuts!" Jason laughed. "Guys, want to come in? We can't get caught," I said. "Yeah! Sure!" They stepped in and I latched the door again. "Hey! You saw my pee pee. I wanna see yours!" Mikey said. The boys looked at each other. Each sighed. "Promise you won't tell anyone?" Jason asked. "I promise," said Mikey. Jason looked down. Then, with nervous hands, started pulling his shorts down, revealing his Jockey shorts. He stepped out of the shorts. He hesitated, then he slipped his fingers into the waistband of his underwear and slowly pulled them down. He stepped out of those as well. Mikey giggled. "Pee pee, pee pee!" Jason smiled shyly. I took a good look at him. He was right. He was hairless. His penis, still flacid was about 2 1/2 inches long, cut and slightly wide. His scrotum was rather large for his age, and it had little wrinkles. He looked at David. "Come on, David. You too. I did it." David thought a minute, then dropped his shorts and underwear. His penis, about 2 1/4 inches long, was also cut and hairless. His scrotum was still small and smooth. Mikey stepped forward. "Here! Feel mine! Its warm!" He said. Both boys looked at each other, then at Mikey. "Come on! Do it!" Mikey said. Slowly, Jason's hand reached towards Mikey's penis. His own penis was starting to grow. He took Mikey's penis in his hand and smiled. Mikey giggled. "Awesome kid! It is warm. Soft too. Smooth. Look at mine. Its getting big!" He said, his other hand playing with it. David's little member was growing, too. "All our pee pees are big!!" Mikey shouted. The other boys laughed. Jason, now fully hard at about 3 3/4 inches long, said, "Mikey. Rub mine. OK? Watch what happens." Mikey did as he was told. He tugged on Jason's penis for a good 4 minutes. Then, Jason started to breathe heavilly. He was moaning very softly. "Yeah kid...that's it....yeah...its coming....oh God yeah! Here it comes....." Then, Jason's semen shot out of his engorged purple top, spewing all over Mikey's chest and hand. He shot and shot, the spurts quick and steady. Then, his orgasm slowed, the spurts dying down, then they stopped. Jason panted. "Eeeewwww!! What is this stuff?" Mikey asked. "That's called semen, babe. You'll be able to shoot it when you're older, too," I explained. I reached for the toilet paper and proceeded to clean Mikey up. His own penis was still hard. Jason leaned on the wall of the stall. "God, kid. That was awesome!! I never had anyone do it for me before. Too cool!" His penis was going down slowly. "David, let the kid do you. Its awesome" Jason told his friend. "I can't come, remember? I told you." David said. "Well let him do you for a few minutes. If it doesn't feel good, he'll stop, ok?" David thought a minute, then stepped forward. "I guess," he said. Mikey went to David and took his penis in his hand and started tugging. David's penis responded instantly, growing to nearly 3 1/2 inches. As Mikey pumped, David's breath grew quicker. He closed his eyes tight, biting his lower lip. As Mikey kept going, I could read David's face. "I feel like I'm gonna pee!" David said. "Its ok! You're gonna come! That's what it feels like," Jason said. Then, as Jason stopped talking, David let out a little yelp, as his load shot from his penis, fast and steady. He came and came. Then, he died down, and Mikey stopped pumping. He was a mess again. "That was great! I did it! I actually did it!" He was proud. I got more toilet paper and cleaned Mikey again. "Good, guys. But, Mikey and I have to go. We're due back at the treatment center." "Ok dudes. It was awesome. Thanks for everything," Jason said as he got dressed. "Yeah. It wad totally great. I'm doing that again when I get home!" David said. We all shook hands and the 2 boys left for parts unknown. "Well Mikey. Ready? Come on. Get dressed. We gotta skedaddle." He put his clothes on. We walked to the door, then he stopped. "Mr. James? I love you." "I love you too, sport." We walked out into the warm afternoon sun.