Date: Mon, 8 Apr 2024 20:23:25 +0000
From: Dave A Bishop
Subject: Picking up Michael Part 6

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Picking up Michael – Part 6


Dave A Bishop

When we first got together Michael had told me that his parents
divorced. That was the story he and John told if anyone asked as they would
generally be satisfied with that. Sadly that was not the truth and Michael
will tell us later in the this chapter what really happened.

The following morning after the boys had spend a night together I got up
and made a simple breakfast of cereal and toast. I knocked on the boys
bedroom door to see if they were awake. Michael responded and said that
they would get up. After a minute he came out of their room naked and went
to the bathroom. A few minutes later he came out of the bathroom wearing a
towel round his waist and went back in the bedroom. John then came out
wearing the towel to shower. A few minutes later he returned to the bedroom
wearing the towel. After some mumbling discussion, couldn't hear it, they
both came out of the bedroom each wearing a pair of Michael's
tighty-whities. I was surprised they weren't dressed but was not going to
complain.

Michael and John were certainly a matching pair, their only significant
differences were that Michael was about 3" taller than John and in my
opinion just a little more handsome. Being a couple of years older John had
a little more hair on his shins and forearms but neither boy was very
hairy. Their underwear didn't fully cover their pubes and I noticed that
John's pubis was a little more fully covered than Michael's, I could see
from the little they both had appearing from the top of their underwear. I
made no comment but they both noticed me look at them.

I asked them if they had slept OK and they laughed. John said that he never
slept so well and that he had just felt so safe in his brother's arms. I
suggested that whenever they wanted to sleep together, our spare room would
always be available for them. John said that he was going to ask Alan if
they could use his spare room too. I thought it would be good if they spent
two nights a week together in one room or the other. John hoped Alan would
be happy with that. Later Alan had said it was fine so long as it was no
more than two nights per week. It was too early for long term plans but my
hope was that Michael would now move in with me fully, which I thought he
might do if John felt safe and happy with Alan. I would suggest that to
Michael in a couple of weeks.

Over cereal I teased the boys by plainly asking: "So did you two have sex
last night?" they nearly coughed out their toast and both went scarlet with
embarrassment. I could read Michael's face so clearly to know that they had
some form of sex together. John couldn't look me in the eye. I actually
knew the answer as I could hear movement after the boys had gone to
bed. "Come on" I goaded "Tell me what happened".

When they went to bed they had both stripped to their underwear and fallen
into each others arms. John had told Michael that he loved him and Michael
had reciprocated. John said "No, I really love you, I always have" he had
then leaned forward and kissed Michael gently on the lips. Michael returned
the kiss and asked where they went from there. John reminded him of when
they were youths how they had played with each other in bed. Michael said
that of course he remembered but still had a hang-up about their father
finding out and beating them. John said that was not going to happen
now. John had looked down at Michael and told him that he could see that he
was hard inside his pants. Michael had blushed but made no effort to stop
John from gently pulling them down to expose his hard dick. "Your still
bigger than me" John had laughed. Michael then pulled down John's pants to
reveal his 7". they both took off their pants and cuddled naked together
for the first time in 5 or 6 years.

At first they were both reticent about touching each other and at first
held each other by the shoulder while they kissed a little more
deeply. Michael was the first to move his hand and brought it down to
gently hold John's dick. John had followed suit and they played with each
other simply caressing and wanking their hard dicks. They had done this for
a while and then John said that he wanted to give his brother a
blowjob. Michael was unsure. When they were boys they had never gone so far
and reminded John that he was his brother. John told Michael that he wanted
to show Michael that there was no one in the world he loved more and that
he wanted to show it to him. Michaels dick had spoken for him as John
noticed that his brother's foreskin was retracting on its own. "Look
baby-bro mine does that too when I get wound up" and he showed Michael the
effect he was having on him.

Michael took John's head in his hands and slowly guided him down. John had
taken Michael's dick into his mouth, gently sucking on the end and then
working down his shaft. Michael said that John was doing a fine job and
that he had to remind him that he would come quickly because of the
excitement and nervousness. John had told him that he wanted to take his
brother's load. That it was important to him that he had it. Michael
started to pump gently but John had stopped him. He didn't want Michael to
fuck his mouth, he wanted Michael to just let him do it. Michael had done
his best to keep still until he could hold it no longer and came strongly
in his brother's eager mouth. John had continued to suck and lick through
Michael's orgasm. Michael said he nearly went cross-eyed! John then used
his mouth to clean and dry his brother's dick.

Michael asked John if he wanted the same and John pushed his own dick
forward towards his brother. Michael did the same and gently sucked his
brother. After a couple of minutes he asked John if he wanted to pump and
fuck his face, John started to gently fuck his brother's face but despite
going for a while he didn't come. Michael asked him there was something
wrong, John had said not but he liked something else while being
blown. Having found out what it was Michael quietly slipped back into our
bedroom and, without disturbing my sleep, taken the iD-Glide and
towel. Michael had asked John if he was sure. Soon Michael was back on his
brother's dick but this time with a finger inside his brother too. Sucking
and slurping hard on his brother's dick, Michael found John's joy-button
and John had come hard into his brother's mouth. Michael swallowed and
loved it. John told Michael that he loved a finger in there and Michael
said that I had introduced him to the same. John ask Michael if he and I
fucked and he told him that we had recently started flip-flop sex. John was
amazed that his baby brother liked to bottom. John loved bottoming, he was
a bottom.

Michael laughed and told him that he could tell when he had entered him to
push his button! During the night I had only been awoken by the sound of
giggling and laughing from the boys. Apparently they had then spent time
examining each others holes and comparing how wide they could go. John
could dilate wider than Michael, so I assume Alan has a fatter dick than
me!

Alan came by later in the morning for coffee and to pick up John. I
suggested that the boys tell Alan what had happened that night over coffee
and I could see that Alan got hard while being told. I said to Alan that it
sounded as if the boys had a hot time together and Alan replied that he
would have liked to watch. John gave him a stern look and called him a
"perv". We all fell around laughing. Alan asked if they had done anything
else together. John went over to Alan and sat on his knee, hugged him, and
said "No Alan that is only for you. Only two men have done that and you're
the only one I love, the other I hate" John then kissed Alan
passionately. Michael and I looked at each other both with wide eyes. I
suppose John would confirm what all that meant at some time in the
future. Michael also went quiet so it seemed that it was a good time for
Alan and John to go home. Presumably for Alan to fuck John's brain out.

Michael had gone quiet so I asked if he was OK. He said "Yes" but sounded
uncertain. I asked him if he wanted to tell me what he was
thinking. Michael replied that he did but it was an awful thing. I told him
that he knew me enough to trust me but that if he didn't want to share that
would be OK too. He said "No I actually do want to tell you as it was an
important thing that happened". We settled on the settee together, me
sitting and Michael laying down leaning on me. I leaned forward, kissed him
and told him that I loved him.

Michael started to tell me the story of how his father had abused the
boys. This event happened after the time he caught him and John in bed
together. I knew about the beatings and the like but he told me that his
father would get very drunk and then having beaten them both would turn on
John humiliate him. John would be about 18 at the time but his father was
very strong and when drunk would lose self control. The father would beat
John into submission until John would just stand frozen in front of him, a
blubbering bruised mess. Michael had walked in on him and John. John's
jeans and pants were round his ankles and his father was belittling his
penis telling him that it was only small and that he was no man. He told
John that he was a "pussy-boy and faggot" because of wanting to sleep with
his younger brother. Michael was ashamed not just to see his brother so
humiliated but also that he, Michael, had been powerless to intervene. John
later told Michael that his father had then spat on his finger and shoved
it violently into his hole to "test if he had been buggered". At that point
John had not had sex at all and was a virgin.

Michael said that he and John never spoke about that time until last night
but that John had told him that their father done it many times.

I asked Michael how he fit into the story, and he told me that it took him
a while to make a plan as he too was paralysed with fear as he knew that he
was really gay even if John wasn't and he didn't want his father to find
that out.. I asked about the plan. Michael really pulled a master-stroke
with his plan which worked well.

Both boys had got mobile phones with cameras and Michael's plan involved
the camera. He had to wait until such time as his father made a move on
him. His father always had a couple of 8-packs of strong beer in the
flat. He would go drinking with pals, come home drunk and continue drinking
there too. One night he came home angry and had a go at his wife and
younger son, John. He humiliated John as described before. The change this
time was that his father in his drunken state had started to get ready for
bed and was naked. He dragged John out of bed a started work on
him. Michael knew that this was this time. Mary, their mother was heavily
dependent on Diazepam and was taking a fairly heavy dose each day using 5mg
tablets. Michael, wearing just his boxers, went into the bathroom cabinet
and took 4 of his mother's tablets. He quietly went into the kitchen,
crushed them, opened a can of beer and spiked the beer. Picking up a second
can he took a deep breath, took off his boxes to be completely naked and
went into the living room where his father was with John. John was in a
mess and crying, Michael walked over to offer his father the spiked
beer. The father pushed John away who then ran to the boys bedroom. Michael
opened the second can to drink it with his father who was chugging the
spiked can quickly. He finished it belched loudly and told Michael to come
over like the good boy he was (presumably because he had brought beer). The
father took Michael's beer from him and drank that too. Michael asked if he
should get another. Father said "Aye" and belched again. Michael, ever the
dutiful son (!) got another can for the father. After the three cans the
father worse coming under the influence of the Diazepam, he was slurring
his words and getting disorientated. Michael decided to go for broke and in
front of his naked father he bent over to pick up a discarded can. In that
way the father would get an open view from behind of Michael's dick, balls
and most importantly, ass hole. This had the desired effect and the father
told Michael to come and sit on his knee. This was perfect for Michael who
had left his phone on the table. Father, having now seen everything Michael
had, was sporting and erection and was patting his own knee for his boy to
sit down. Michael sat on the end of his knee and was pulled in tighter to
his father's body. Fathers hand had come round to hold Michael in place and
fell onto Michaels soft dick. "Don't you like your daddy?" the man asked
and pointed to his own erection. "I like my boy" he slurred. Michael picked
up the phone and took a selfie of him sitting on his erect father's lap
with his hand on Michael's dick. By now the Diazepam was working hard and
he stood up leaving his father sat, wobbling drunkenly by the
table. Michael took his the phone and went to bed to console John. After
only a few minutes he heard the drunken, drugged man fall to the
floor. Neither boy, nor wife for that matter, bothered to check if he was
OK.

Michael got into bed with John who was still shaking with fear. He tried to
push Michael away in case the father came into their room. Michael told
John that it would not happen as the father was out cold. He didn't tell
John that the father was drugged as well as drunk. They had a quiet night
in each others arms, uncaring that they were naked. They were both up dan
dressed before the father came too.

The plan was coming together but Michael had still to administer the coup
de grace. He told John that they had a job to do that morning even though
John had no idea what it was. Together they went to a local internet cafe
that had printing facilities. They were able to print off two A4 copies of
the photograph clearly showing Michael being molested by the erect
father. They then sent the phone to both their cloud accounts and got ready
to finish off the plan.

When they got back they decide to act straight away as Mary, their mother
was out and their father was sobering up. "We've got something to show you"
John said. They presented the father with the A4 photo. The man stared in
disbelief. "What the fuck is this?" He asked. "A photo of you molesting
Michael – A photo of you with a hard dick, molesting Michael" said
John. The father spluttered in disbelief and stood up angrily. "If you
think this is the only copy your wrong and if you cause any trouble we will
send it out" Michael said. "You wouldn't fucking dare" the father
countered. "We will send it to every pub in the Gorbals." Michael said "You
wont stand a chance when they find out your a nonce" said John. The father
erupted and the boys fled leaving the print with him. They left the flat
for some time. After a couple of hours John's phone rang, It was Mary
asking where they were and telling them to come home.

When the boys got back the room was wrecked, furniture thrown, TV smashed
and the rest but he, and the picture, were gone. He had taken his clothes
and whatever cash he could find (however little) and fled. Mary asked the
boys what they knew about it, but as she knew nothing they chose not to
tell her. They decided to tell the police about his disappearance but they
didn't seem to be bothered.

Michael then got out his phone and showed me the picture. I have to admit
it was absolutely amazing. The man had a drunken lecherous look on his face
and a hard cock. The boy looked frightened. It was brilliant. Neither Mary
nor the boys ever heard from him again and the other men at the pubs never
said anything about him again.

Some time later the police reported to Mary that he had been found dead in
a squat on the other side of the city.

Reader: had you noticed that at no time I used his name. That is because
neither Michael nor John has ever referred to him be his name – and I
certainly was not going to ask what it was.

After telling me this story, I rang Alan and took John home. On return
Michael was in the bedroom with a teas for each of us. "Daddy, I want you
to come to bed with me, now" he said. We got undressed and got into bed. I
told Michael that both he and John were extremely brave to face the man
down like that and that they took a huge risk. Michael said that they had
both got to a point where one way or another that life must end.

I stroked his face and he asked me if I would massage him. Not being sure
whether he wanted the massage to be a prelude to more I set off and
worshipped his body with long caresses slowly working my way down his back,
pausing and then working my way up his long slender legs. When I got to the
middle he raised up and pushed his erection down between his legs. This was
my cue. Gently pressing on the insides of Michael's thighs he spread them
open and I could see that beautiful little hole waiting for my mouth to
entertain it. I blew cold air on him and he started his mewling. I ate him
out like there was no tomorrow and he started to leak pre which I gobbled
up greedily. I fucked him with my tongue and then he decided to role over
onto his back. That hard 8" erection was taught against his belly. Michael
then started to raise up his legs, I scooted closer to him and placed his
shins on my shoulders. Lubing up my cock I slowly entered him and continued
until I was all the way in. "Daddy, make me yours again. I need you inside
me more. I need you, I love you, please give me your spunk". I wrapped my
arms around his legs, grasped his cock and started to fuck him long and
hard. "Daddy, don't stop, please fill me, make me yours." I told him that
he was mine and always would be that even in his very old age when I would
be gone he would always have me in him. At that point I came hard and long
and filled him up. Michael shot his load onto his belly without even
touching himself. When I pulled out of him I went down and cleaned up his
cock and spunk on his belly. We both fell into a comfortable afternoon nap
leaving our tea cold by the bedside.