Date: Mon, 29 Jan 2024 22:46:32 +0000 (UTC) From: Toby Wolf Subject: Miko & Oscar // Chapter 4 If you enjoyed this story, feel free to contact me at: werewolftoby@yahoo.com Leave your comments / criticisms / praise, or just say hi! nifty.org is a free service, and would not be possible without your donations. Copy / paste the link below into your browser to donate to Nifty to keep it going: https://donate.nifty.org. Chapter 4 by werewolftoby Miko normally spent his weekends alone getting drunk in his flat, but on this occasion he didn't have to spend it alone, and seriously he never felt happier. Going to the living room and finding a gorgeous young blonde boy wearing only shorts was like a dream to him. No, it was more like this was a dream-breaker; a dose of reality that he'd longed for, what he'd been missing. It helped that he found Oscar both sexually appealing and adorable beyond belief, so he knew the choice of company could be worse. What was better, was that this was going to last all week. He'd already called into work saying he'd have to have some days off, so even if this wasn't forever, it was definitely going to be a sexy fucking memory that he'd take with him forever! As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't resist taking some pics of the lad in his shorts, sitting there, cluelessly lovely, so even if he didn't get to use his body like he wanted, then he'd have some visual aids to wank to later! "What did you wanna do, watch tv or play some games?" "Hmm, dunno," shrugged the boy, kicking his feet. For Miko, this was fine. He put the tv on anyway and poured himself a large vodka to start the day on, then, after unscrewing the drink and pouring it, he decided this would also work in order to unscrew something that'd been on his mind for a few days since last the lad was here in his place. Oscar watched tv intently for a while, and didn't really notice much when Miko sat next to him and starting playing with his long hair again. "I like that," he said warmly, leaning into the gentle man's kind touch. "Feels nice." "Hmm," said Miko, threading his fingers through the blonde locks whilst having sips of his drink. By now he had gotten a little tipsy, having abstained from alcohol for most of the week. Carefully, he started: "Oscar, mate... um, do you remember the other day when you came over? Yes? Well... do you also remember that you did something you shouldn't have?" The young boy looked at him, his expression blank, free of guilt. "Yes, you did. You went to my bedroom and made a bit of a mess. Do you remember?" Scratching his head, the kid genuinely seemed not to understand. "I didn't?" Miko repeated: "yes you, did -- but it's okay -- I'm not mad or anything, so don't worry..." for a moment it looked like Oscar was about to cry, but his touches helped quell it. "I just want you to know that that wasn't okay, yes?" Right then, it clicked, "oh when I found your toys?" What. Miko mentally did a double-take; what the fuck did he mean by that? "My... uh, yes, toys..." he began, careful with his words. "When you found the toys under my bed and left them on the floor, do you remember?" "Sure I do," he said with a bright smile. "Mummy has those kinds of toys too, but she never lets me play with them. They're under her bed too." "I..." of course, a single woman had dildos and sex toys, and of course a curious young boy would just rummage through anything in the house he lived in when he hardly ever left the place. It just didn't occur to him that to Oscar, dildos were as commonplace as any other household item. "Yes, my toys." "They're grown-up toys mummy said." "That's right, and do you know what mummy does with them?" Jesus, what was he asking? He felt his heart beat wilder. The boy shrugged. "Do... y-you want to play with them when you see them, is that why you took them out?" Oscar nodded. Miko guessed Oscar saw a dildo and was curious by it, and why wouldn't he? Miko remembered looking at other boy's dicks when he was a kid, looking at pictures of penises and boobs and vaginas in magazines; human bodies, especially to a a boy growing up, were objects that were constantly shifting in meaning. Oscar wanted to play with cocks, but he didn't know why or what he should do with them. That also made a lot of sense. What do you think Miko did then? Of course he ran to his bedroom and came back with his sex toy box! Oscar got on his knees on the floor when the box was put on the carpet, feeling odd things in the pit of his belly, but not knowing why; all he knew was that the smell from the box was good, kind of like bleach but softer. He ogled the rubber cocks and assorted tubes of lube and packets of condoms and his little cocklet tingled. Miko was shaking as he showed this child his box of toys. "See, Oscar? These are the toys you found, yes? If you ever want to play with them again, you need to put them back where you found them, yes?" "I... think so," said Oscar scratching his head. He fidgeted, felt something twist in his balls. "I can play with them though? Aren't they grown-up toys?" "They are, but you can play with them... here," said Miko, pulling out a nice realistic pink cock dildo, complete with a skin-like texture and size, and forced it into the boy's limp little hand. "Touch it -- here -- like this, and he guided his hand up and down the shaft, showing him how to wank it. "There... does that feel good, nice?" Oscar smirked and looked at the man, "dunno, maybe a bit..." he said, awkwardly shuffling his fingers around it. Fuck this is so hot, thought Miko. The young boy explored the cock with both hands, turning it over, stroking over the head and fiddling with the base. Can't wait to let him feel the real thing! "How do you play with it?" "A few ways, let me show you," he said, a little too eagerly. Oscar watched with wide eyes, like he was watching an explosion from a distance, as the man took the artificial cock from his his hands and stroked it again. Not only did he stroke it, but twisted his hand around it, worked the tip, licked the tip with a snake-like flick of his tongue, then slowly pushed his lips over it. It was brilliant! He couldn't stop smiling watching him slowly suckle on this thing that reminded him of a pacifier; he wanted to do it too, of course, pushing forward and trying to wrap his lips around it at the same time! Miko laughed, "whoa, wait wait," he said, voice shaky. "I want it!" said Oscar, petulantly, lip pursed. Miko couldn't believe his luck! He briefly imagined Oscar gagging on this cock, jamming it down his throat, making him choke up a flood of saliva. He could have got off on that alone, but he needed to be patient, as he didn't want to do anything too extreme to scare him. All he wanted to do was to sate the lad's curiosity. "Open your mouth, like this," he demonstrated. Oscar giggled, finding the duck-face Miko made funny, but then Miko pushed the dick against his lips and it came so naturally; the little noisy suckling, the wide-eyed wonder of discovering something he liked, he started bobbing his head trying to fit more of the shaft into his mouth. "Oh yeah," said Miko through gritted teeth. "Fuck yeah, just like that." Even though Miko had a fistful of Oscar's golden hair, it was loose enough that he could break away from both the cock in his mouth and the fingers in his hair without any hurt. He giggled: "Miko! You said a swear!" Miko bit his lip. "Yeah, heh... sorry baby, I got a little carried away. Naughty me." Oscar bounced up and down, a wave of giddiness running through him. "Can we stop playing now? These toys are making my willy tickle..." he said, squeezing the little thing between his legs. "Tickle?" Miko could hardly speak, he was THIS close to showing him how naughty he could be! "Yeah, my willy," he said, in a half-whine, half-groan. "I think I need to do a wee." "That's normal," said Miko. "Mine feels like that, too... wanna see?" "See?" Oscar obviously hadn't thought about that before, but now he was. "Yeah, do you wanna see my willy, little mate? Hm? I wanna see yours..." Oscar seemed amused by that, looking down between his legs and then over at the huge shape at the front of Mike's pants that he was rubbing. They were both doing that -- playing with themselves -- but it looked, to Oscar, that Miko looked VERY different down there. He wanted to see it, but why would he want to look at his? All the same it seemed to him like a very fun game, very naughty, like something that he probably knew he shouldn't be playing, but he liked Miko sooo much, that he was willing to do just about anything! "Why do you want to see my willy?" "Because I want to," shrugged Miko, a little shyly. The boy was barely through the door and he already had him playing with sex toys, giving his willy a `funny feeling' and practically BEGGING to show him his little boycock. By now he understood that he was a massive perv, but here, in his house, where the door was closed and the curtains were closed, it felt like a different world: his world. He knew Oscar, and he knew they already struck it off well, he knew that there would be no negative consequences as long as the boy knew that he couldn't tell anyone. So, he started with that. "Please, Oscar? Can you take down your shorts for me? I promise I won't tell anyone." Oscar bit his lip and then stood up, played with the waistband of his shorts. He was really about to drop them. Hesitated: "I... promise you won't tell my mum!" Miko smiled and leaned forward; he wanted to be close; he wanted to see his cocklet up close, wanted to get that sexy fucking pissy smell that all boys had said, "I promise Miko, I won't tell anyone, please..." This little boy then realised that he had some power over this grown man who was sort of on his hands and knees in front of him. He was young but he knew what that meant: he could tease him! He only did so briefly, but briefly wasn't so much a tease as pulling his shorts down and flashing his little cock for a second before pulling them back up and giggling wildly. Miko couldn't help but laugh. Oscar had fallen back on the sofa and was laughing, giggling, red-faced. "Oscar..." Miko whined and crawled over to him, both hands on his knees, stilling his boyish thrashing. "It's okay, you don't have to show me if you don't want. I want make you or anything." Oscar calmed at that, met the man's eyes and felt a warmth trickle over his body. The power Miko had to just send him into fits of giggles or just calm him to his bones was pronounced, enough to pacify him and just stare. "Are you okay?" Nodding, Oscar smiled and then said, "I wanna see yours." Miko smirked, "you will baby boy, but, first... let's just have a nice time, hm?" "My willy tickles again..." he whined, touching himself. "It's okay," assured Mike, touching his nose to his, then his lips to his. "I'll show you how to make it tickle very nice later." Well, that was the kind of promise that immediately made little Oscar sit up and act straight; no kicking, no hyperactivity, he just sat there. Miko put the tv on and poured himself another vodka then sat next to his favourite boy and put an arm around him so that he snuggled back against him and that was that for a couple of hours. They actually fell asleep cuddled up like that. When they woke up it was mid-afternoon, balmy, and they were both starving. It took Oscar a while to actually come round, he was still rather sleepy right up until he'd eaten something that Miko made for him. After that, Miko was still thinking about getting the lad out of his shorts as soon as possible. He really liked what he saw when he'd pulled them down earlier, so much so that he had flashes of it in his dreams. Fuck, he wanted to suck that little prick so bad, get it good and wet, then show Oscar how much fun they could have. It turned out very soon after eating that he didn't have to wait long. "Hey, Miko... do... do you still want to see?" "Hm?" Miko turned around. To his surprise, the young boy had somehow climbed up on to the back of the sofa and pulled down his shorts -- totally naked!! -- and was balancing there, using his arms as a sort of surfboard balance manoeuvre. He was wiggling his dick around, TRYING to show off! Miko leaked a little cum. "Look at this!!" Then he started `helicoptering' it. "Oi," he laughed nervously. "Please come down, you might fall." "Catch me then," dared the boy, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Miko gasped and barely had time to make the leap across the room in time to grab the naked boy before he hit the floor. He got his arms around him and laughed, pulled the boy on top of him and fuck was he aroused; here they were: him laid flat on the floor with a sexy boy -- naked -- sat on his stomach, fiddling with his little peter and smiling all dopey-faced and innocent... he could have easily taken advantage of him, rolled him over and skull-fucked him into oblivion but he had more manners than that, more yearning. So, he put his hands on his slim, slender hips and lightly bucked his cock up against his virgin hole, enjoying the way it made his little dick flip and flop. "Are we wrestling?" asked Oscar, an amount of drool dribbling from the corner of his mouth. "Yeah, yeah, mmm we're wrestling," sighed Mike. No doubt Oscar could feel the throbbing banana-shaped prick presently rutting against his arse crack, but wrestling sounded like as good an excuse as any. "...fuck. Ahh..." "You said a swear again, Miko, hehe!" giggled Oscar, who giddily bounced up and down. Miko moaned out loud, wracked with frustrated pleasure. "Ugh... yeah, hah, sorry mate..." "It's okay, I wont tell my mummy," he said with a sly promise. "You'd better not!" Miko laughed. "I won't," said the boy, quietly, contemplating, looking into the man's eyes again. This went on for such a long time, that Miko asked: "Oscar, baby, are you okay?" Oscar nodded happily. Then he put his hands on the man's bare chest. "You sure?" Oscar enjoyed the feeling of Miko's toned chest and sleek abs under his hands; the hard firmness and unyielding strength... he needed this: a man that wasn't soft, not a woman like his mother, something like Miko -- alien yet familiar -- it was the missing piece, wasn't it? He fell against his chest, face pressed between his pectorals where he rested for a while. Then Miko wrapped his arms around the boy and kissed into his neck, kissed and loved. "Can we play some more?" Miko smiled and stroked his hair. "'Course we can," kissed his head. "I want to play now," said Oscar, a little demanding, a little desperate; he sat up and pounded his little fists on Miko's chest, then said: "I showed you mine..." Miko knew what that meant. Fuck, his little boy cocklet looked so fucking juicy, suckable, sitting there on his body, generating more heat than a radiator, and was that a twitch? "I want to see yours, please?" "Oh, Oscar mate, you don't have to beg, but... are you sure?" Assertively, he nodded. "Yes, please. Show me." Oh my god. Was this really happening? Barely a shred of shy little Oscar existed now. It was like he somehow clicked on to Miko's submissive NEED; the ease of which he would have happily let him sit on his face and whined for more... but didn't quite go THAT far in understanding. A few years on to his age and he would have not only contemplated not only the want but the need. For now, he just figured out that he could easily boss around this strong, fully grown man and it was fucking fun! "Okay, get off then," and fuck did it pain him to tell this gorgeous little bastard to climb off his body but he had demands of him, so of course he had to oblige. When Oscar got off, he didn't even put his shorts on, he stood there proudly nude and wandered off and sat on the sofa, legs spread, little brown hole on display. It seemed to wink, flex and twitch, an eager little rosebud nestled under the little wrinkled sac. Miko hesitated, but was more that ready; he WANTED the boy to see him naked, to see his cock, to see all the hours of work and the gym that he'd built upon. More than that, he wanted him to want to see him naked, to enjoy seeing his prick on display. He liked showing off and so flashing this kid was an amazing thrill! Already semi-hard, he gasped loudly when he pulled down his joggers, as if hit with a blast of cold air, it stunned and exhilarated him. It felt amazing! He couldn't focus his eyes so he looked at the ceiling, anywhere but his eyes; he knew that the boy couldn't be judging him based on his cock but there wasn't a point in any man's life where he wasn't at least a LITTLE self conscious about being naked: the first time with another person, getting naked in a public shower, or showing this young boy simply because he requested it. They were all the same. He had a nice sized cock, groomed, generous in all proportions, circumsized and sticking up like someone had string attached. Of course it SHOULD had amused the boy, seeing a man's cock for the first time... but Oscar merely stared, open-mouthed: he loved it. "Wow, Miko!" Miko looked at the boy. Oscar was staring at his cock, hard. It was like he'd never seen one at all before, but of course he probably had -- just not with this kind of circumstance, where his curiosities could be explored -- this was a chance, a real chance for Oscar to see something he really wanted to see: a man. Not only that but he really would bet that Miko would let him touch it if he asked! Oscar didn't need to ask. "Come over here," asked Miko, a little timidly, looking at the boy and then away, and then back. His cock jumped. "Do you... do you want to t-touch it?" Oscar nearly ran to him, stopped, hands inches away, breath ghosting over his horny glans, he looked up into his eyes. "Can I?" And Miko didn't deny him, not an inch. END.