Date: Fri, 2 Mar 2007 11:37:18 -0800 (PST)
From: Baron <hgo469@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Tree House - 2

The Tree House - 2
(c) 2007by hgo469@yahoo.com
All Rights Reserved


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WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!


If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex
between boys, men or boys and men or live in a jurisdiction where
reading/possessing such materials is illegal exit now. (If you are living
in one of those jurisdictions you would do better to move now.)

This story is fiction; any resemblance to anyone living or dead is pure
coincidence, nothing more; however, some of the fruits of my imagination do
get their start from things that happened in the past, either to me or to
someone I know. Since this is fiction, SAFE SEX isn't required; however, in
real life there are too many things out there to take that sort of chance.

If you like this let me know - questions and constructive criticism will be
acknowledged - flames will be ignored.


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The Tree House


Chapter 2

	When I awoke in the morning Mike and I were still wrapped in each
other's arms. I'd never slept like that with anyone before and it had felt
fantastic - I knew that I wanted to do it again, and often. The only
problem was that I had to pee something awful, the old chamber pot that I
kept in the tree house for such emergencies was up one level so I was going
to have to release Mike, put on some pants [just in case anyone could see
me] and climb up there.
	Mike awoke as I pulled my arm out from under him. "What's the
matter?" he asked.
	"No problem, I just need to piss and the emergency pot is
upstairs."
	"Oh, well, I think I need to use it too, can you bring it down
here?"
	"I guess so, it is empty and if we're going to sleep down here very
often there is no reason for it to be up there."
	"Why are you getting dressed?"
	"Someone might see me climbing up and I don't know how I would
explain my being naked."
	Mike laughed. "You could always just say that they were seeing
things, after all, you pajama pants are tan."
	He was right, but I was still worried.
	"I dare you to go up and get that pot in the nude," he finally said
with an impish glimmer in his eye.
	I thought about it for a moment, and then asked, "And what do I get
for taking your dare?"
	He thought for a bit, "Okay, if you do it I'll let you tie me up
like the guys in those magazines, and I'll suck your cock again while I'm
tied up."
	Thinking about those tied up guys in the magazines already turned
me on a bit and the thought of having Mike tied up like that was even
hotter.
	"But what if someone does see me?"
	"Don't worry, I'll back up your story about you wearing your pajama
bottoms, no one will be able to see you up here all that well."
	It sounded like I couldn't lose, and the thought of tying Mike up
just kept growing in my mind and my boy-cock was already starting to grow
even harder than it had been just from needing to pee.
	"Okay, I'll do it, and then after we pee you're going to be tied up
real good." Now it was my turn to have a mischievous glimmer in my eyes.

* * * * *

	I'd never done anything like climbing up and down the tree in the
nude before and I really was worried that someone, particularly Mom or Dad,
would happen to look up here just as I came into view completely naked. But
it didn't happen and a couple of minutes later I was back with the chamber
pot and we both took a very healthy pee.
	"I brought it down from up there, you're going to have to take it
on down to the ground later and clean it."
	Mike nodded his agreement. Next he reached into the bag of things
he had brought with him and pulled out several pieces of cotton
clothesline.
	"Here, you can use these to tie me up."
	I looked at the ropes and for a moment wondered just why he had
brought them with him. Then I asked, straight out, "Have you been tied up
like that before?"
	Mike smiled, "Yeah, several times. One of my friends in my old
school liked to tie me up; he used these ropes and gave them to me as a
sort of going away present when we moved. He said he didn't think he would
have anyone else to use them on for a while at least."
	"Was he the one you had sex with?"
	"No, unfortunately I was always fully dressed when we did things. I
did try to get him to strip me a couple of times but he kept saying that
sort of thing was 'queer' and he didn't want to do it. The guy I had sex
with wasn't into tying me up or getting tied up himself, too bad as he was
really good looking."
	I looked over at Mike, his cock was sticking straight out in front
of him, and he was ready to go. I picked up the magazine we had been
looking at the night before and checked out a couple of the drawings, just
to make sure I knew just what I wanted to do with him.
	"Okay, turn around and put your hands behind your back," I said in
as commanding a voice as I was able to muster."
	Mike did as he was told and I took one of the shorter pieces of
rope and began to tie his wrists together. "Is that too tight?" I asked
after I tied the first couple of knots.
	"You want it to be tight, otherwise I might be able to get loose
and then I would get to tie you up," he replied.
	I hadn't thought about what would happen if he did manage to get
free, but the thought of being tied up myself was becoming more and more of
a turn-on to me as well.
	"Okay," I said as I wrapped a couple more turns of rope around his
wrists.
	Next I put him down on the bed on his stomach and tied his ankles
together in much the same fashion as his wrists. Then, looking again at the
magazine I pulled his ankles up toward his wrists and tied them there so
that he was 'hog-tied'. Mike looked extremely hot lying there on his
stomach, completely helpless. Remembering what he had said about sucking my
cock I sat down just above his head lifted his head and scooted down until
my cock was directly under his mouth and then lowered his head back down.
	"Open wide now," I said, "you have a date with this cock."
	My helpless friend stopped struggling against the ropes that bound
him and opened his mouth, taking my rigid cock completely inside. He began
running his warm moist tongue up and down the bottom of my member,
producing sensations I had never felt before, sensations the likes of which
were beginning to send shivers though my entire body. After a couple of
minutes he opened his mouth a bit more and sucked my little nut sac in to
join my boner. That was almost more than I could stand. I fell back on the
mattress, moaning and groaning, my hands both holding onto his head as he
released his hold on my balls and began moving his lips up and down my
cock-shaft.
	I felt like my cock was connected directly to my brain. I knew that
I was in heaven and I didn't want it to ever stop. Mike continued to work
on my cock, running his tongue over its entire length and even trying to
fuck it into the piss slit at the tip. I had closed my eyes and lying
there, my entire being centered on what Mike was doing in my crotch. I
didn't even notice at first when a hand suddenly started pinching the
little nubbins of my nipples.
	Suddenly I realized that I was getting sensations in more places
than Mike was able to do tied up like he was. My eyes snapped open and my
cock started to wilt, only when I looked I saw that it was still just Mike
and I in the room, only he had managed to work his hands free from how I
had tied them and now was using them to make the fantastic sensations I was
feeling even more intense.
	I wanted to ask him how he had managed to get free so quickly, but
as I was on the verge of an orgasm my mind wasn't really working all that
well. I felt myself spasming, this time I even felt a sensation I had never
felt before, sort of like I was peeing and yet a lot more intense and
pleasurable. It didn't last very long, but when it was over I fell limp on
the mattress, completely spent, unable to even form the words for the
questions I wanted to ask.
	Mike pulled himself up from my crotch and while I was trying to
regain my composure he untied his ankles and sat up beside me.
	"You came," he said licking his lips. "Just a little bit, but still
you came. You didn't do that last night."
	"I've never done that before, ever, honest," I protested, "I'm
sorry."
	"Don't be sorry, it was fantastic, and you tasted wonderful."
	I just nodded, still trying to regain my composure a little bit.
	"If that was the first time you've done that then I'm very lucky to
be the one who got that cum. It is something very special."
	"Have you ever done that?" I asked.
	"Not so far, but I hope I will be doing it very soon, after all, I
am older than you." He smiled.
	"Yeah, by a few weeks."
	"Remember, we agreed that if I could get free I would get to tie
you up," he reminded me.
	"I remember, and I'm looking forward to it, only can we wait until
later, I don't think I'm ready right now after that last session."
	"No problem. And I'll even show you what you did wrong and why I
was able to get free so easily when I tie you up, okay?"
	"Okay," I replied.
	At that moment I heard my mother calling me, "Benjamin, come on
down here, it is time for breakfast, are you going to sleep all day?"
	I looked over at Mike, "Do something all day, maybe, but not
sleep," I said to him.
	"Go on to breakfast, I'll clean out the chamber pot before I go in
to have mine. We can meet again later up here, okay?"
	I nodded my agreement, patted Mike once on the cock, pulled on my
pajama pants and hurried down to where my mother was standing in the
kitchen door.
	"Go up to your room and get dressed, breakfast is almost ready and
your father had to leave for work. After you eat you have your chores to do
young man before you play any more with your new friend."
	As I headed upstairs I heard her asking Dad, "What is it that those
boys are doing up in the tree house?"
	"Reading comics, talking and sleeping, I imagine," Dad replied.

* * * * *

	This was my day to help with the dishes and then the garden needed
to be weeded, some of the vegetables had to be picked, the walks needed to
be swept and several other things like that which took up almost all of the
morning. I saw Mike a couple of times in the next yard - he appeared to
have a couple of chores to do as well, only I saw him climb up into the
tree house a good hour before I was able to get away.
	Finally I was finished. It was already almost lunchtime. Mom called
me into the kitchen and gave me a picnic basket, "There's enough food in
here to feed at least half a dozen growing boys so I rather suspect it will
be enough for the two of you. I don't know what you are doing up there, but
as long as it isn't anything that will get you into trouble I guess it's
okay. Your Dad said he had a surprise of some kind for you tonight so when
you hear him pull into the driveway I would suggest that you get down
here."
	I nodded my agreement, took the basket and headed off to join Mike
in the tree house.
	The main room was empty so I put the picnic basket on the table and
headed up to the room where we had slept last night. Again, there was no
one there, but the chamber pot was sitting nice and clean in the corner,
Mike had done what he said he would do.
	I climbed up again to the smaller sleeping room, that's where I
found Mike. He was lying on the small mattress, stark naked, with his arms
and legs spread out to the four corners of the mattress and locked into
that position with chains and locks on his ankles and real police style
handcuffs on his wrists. All of them were locked to eyebolts that he had
screwed into the floor.
	"Don't worry each of those bolts is screwed into one of the support
beams and they won't pull out. Also, there is no way that I can release
myself from this without the keys and the keys are over on the knob of the
cupboard by the door."
	I was in a bit of a state of shock, this was the very last thing I
had expect to find when I came up here, don't get me wrong, I wasn't
unhappy, just shocked.
	"Well, don't just stand there," he said, "take off your clothes and
fuck my face. You won't get a chance like this every day." He smiled.
	I completely forgot about the lunch my mother had packed and
started pulling off my clothes. When I was totally nude I followed Mike's
directions, straddled his body and brought my now erect cock up to his
lips.
	Mike opened his mouth and sucked just the tip of my cock inside. He
worked his tongue around and around, slowly teasing it and then rubbing his
tongue up and down over the slip at the very tip. After a couple of minutes
he sucked a bit more of my rigid tool inside, working on the rigid shaft in
much the same fashion he had done with the tip.
	I pressed forward a bit and in moments the entire length of my
boy-cock disappeared into his warm and moist oral cavity as the helpless
boy beneath me sucked harder and harder, as if trying to suck my entire
being out through my prick. The feelings were fantastic; once again I was
in heaven.
	I reached behind me to find his cock was just as hard as mine. I
tried to jack him off at the same time that he was sucking me.
	"Please don't do that," he said. "I want to save myself for later
when I have you tied up."
	I released his cock and thought about that for a moment. I was a
bit scared, but at the same time turned on even more than before.
	"Pinch my nipples like I did for you," he said.
	I brought my hands down to his nipples; they were both standing
hard and strong like a couple of miniature cocks. I pinched and rubbed them
as he moaned through the cock in his mouth. I felt myself gathering steam
and knew that it was not going to be long now before I blew another orgasm
- my biggest question was if it was going to be dry or was I going to be
able to shoot another small load of cum this soon after my last effort.
	It didn't take much longer for me to find out - my balls pulled up
tight against my scrotum and once again it felt like I was starting to pee
except that it felt a whole lot better than that. Mike sucked harder than
ever on my prick and my load of boy cream shot directly into his sucking
mouth.
	Mike swallowed down the jism as quickly as I pumped it out, his
entire body seemed to be quivering as he reacted to my second full orgasm
of the day. As my orgasm subsided I fell limp against Mike's bound body.
	"Kiss me, on the lips," he said.
	Without even thinking about it I did as he asked and he stuck his
cum coated tongue into my mouth. My first taste of the salty and sweet
hooked me for life. After tasting my own jism I was really ready to taste
Mike's.
	After a few minutes I asked, "Do you want me to release you? My
mother made us a lunch, it's down on the table."
	"Okay," he replied.
	I unlocked all of his fetters and helped him get dressed. We put
all of the chains, locks and cuffs into the cloth bag he had brought them
in and hid it away in the back of a cupboard. Then we headed down to see
just what my mother had fixed for lunch.


To be continued...


AUTHOR'S NOTE: Many thanks to those who have written telling me how much
they liked the first part of this story. This chapter had more bondage in
it and so will most of the rest of them. Again, if you like what I have
written please let me know, if you didn't you can tell me that as
well. Constructive criticism is appreciated; flames will be ignored [as
they should be]. If you have any suggestions about what Mike and Ben might
be doing this summer [and for several more if I have the time to write all
of it] let me know that as well.

Thanks