Birthday Dare

By: Rick Masters
(© 2014 by the author)

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Chapter 14

When we had finished preparing as far as we could go without actually starting to cook the food we moved back up to my bedroom. We decided we would stay there, naked, until either it was time to start cooking or we heard my dad get home. Of course two testosterone charged seventeen year olds who like each other the way Mike and I did could not hold off for very long and it was no surprise that we soon were lying top to toe talking and casually fondling each other's hard cocks.

"I must admit that having just had a good cum, I am quite enjoying just lying here having my cock played with without actually wanking it and being able to do the same to you." I told Mike.

"Yeah, it is kind of relaxing and exciting at the same time. I must admit I could get quite used to you being up close and friendly with my cock too." Mike admitted.

"Do you think this means we are gay?" I asked.

"I'm not sure of that yet, but I would say we are probably bi with stronger leanings towards gay than straight." Mike said.

"This seems like a bit of dé-já vu. I think we were saying the same thing the other day too weren't we?" I asked.

"Well we are still trying to find out which way we are leaning and I guess we will be asking ourselves and each other this question for a while yet. For now I want to keep an open mind and see what happens and where it all leads." Mike said.

"Yeah, I guess that is the way to go at this stage, but I do think that my feelings are more than just animal lust and a desire to get my rocks off." I added.

"Speaking of getting our rocks off, I would like to wait now until we can have some more time after we have had our tea rather than cumming now; how does that sound to you?" Mike asked.

"Ok. I kind of like the idea of just keeping hard until we have to dress to finish cooking and then having to wait until later to relieve that hardness. I guess it is a form of edging." I agreed.

"Well now, I suppose you are right. How much longer do we have before we need to start cooking?" Mike concurred.

I rolled my top half over a bit so that I could look at the clock on my bedside table and told Mike, "we have just enough time to wash each other in the shower and then get dressed and hopefully lose our boners as we go downstairs so that dad does not notice anything if he gets home soon." With that I rolled back enough to give Mike's cock a kiss and a lick and then began to move off the bed, but Mike kept a firm grip on my hard member and pulled me back long enough for him to lick and then suck on my cock for a few seconds before he released it from his two handed grip.

We enjoyed our shower further caressing each other with the smoothness provided by the lubrication of the shower gel. Getting out, still sporting rigid hard-ons, we both pulled on shorts, sans underwear, and a t shirt and made our way barefoot downstairs and into the kitchen. I set Mike to peeling the potatoes while I peeled and chopped some onions and began to fry them. Mike got the spuds on to boil and I browned the mince with the onions and then began to add my seasonings. We left the pots simmering and went through to the lounge to sit for a while as we waited till it was time to start the next step. We watched a quiz program on the television and were quite surprised at how many of the questions we were able to answer. Back in the kitchen we got the potatoes mashed and some green vegetables on to cook and finally topped the mince with the potato and put it in under the grill to toast slightly. As I straightened up from sliding the dish under the grill, Mike wrapped his arms around me with both his hands landing on my package which he gave some gentle squeezes and got the juices flowing once more. But the sound of dad's car pulling into the drive put a stop to that bit of fun for now and I madly started trying to think of anything else other than my excited cock to keep it from rising and hopefully to lose the little bit of rise that it had.

"Hello boys," Dad greeted us as he stepped through the front door and noticed we were on our way to greet him.

"Hi dad thanks for letting Mike stay. Have you heard anything from mum?" I fired off in rapid succession.

"Hi Mr Mostert, thanks for letting me stay." Mike chipped in.

"You know you are always welcome, Mike. Mum is waiting for me to phone her now. She phoned while I was driving and I could not take the call as my hands free kit is not working properly." Dad told us.

"Tea will be ready in about ten minutes, but then it can just sit till we are ready. Do you want a drink first while you talk to mum or do you want to eat straight away?" I asked.

"There's no hurry. Let's have a beer first and if you promise not to tell, you guys can have a beer each too." Dad said.

Although we were not legally old enough to drink in pubs yet, it was not illegal for us to have alcohol under the guidance of our parents and both of us were granted permission on odd occasions to have a drink. However having a drink on a school night was a first and might be why dad asked us not dob him in to our mums; who are exactly the people he was referring to when asking us to promise not to tell. I am also sure dad knew we had drinks at other times like at parties and with other friends or at least he was fairly certain but I was yet to experience what it was like to get drunk as I had never had more than one or two beers on any single occurrence.

Dad had slipped his shoes off in the front porch and now loosened his tie and sat down in the lounge while I went to get the drinks. Mike stayed with dad and the two of them were chatting away when I returned with three beers poured into glasses.

"Oh we are getting posh and sophisticated in our old age." Dad teased and Mike chortled. "Thanks Steve and thank you also for getting tea ready. Now I had better phone your mother." Dad pulled his mobile out of his pocket and pressed a few buttons to call up mum's number and dial it.

While dad held it to his ear, Mike asked me, "Should we go out the room so your dad can talk to your mum in private?"

"No, there is no need. If something comes up that needs it I will leave the room." Dad told Mike before I could answer.

Dad greeted mum and then just listened for what seemed an age and had Mike and me in giggles because he tried several times to get a word in but clearly mum was not letting him and dad's body language had us amused because we knew that mum could not see him lifting a pointed finger and arching his eyebrows nor his mouth opening and closing like a gold fish as he tried to say something. Then his eyes just got wide and he pulled the phone away from his ear to look at the screen and then just put it away in his pocket. Looking at us dad smiled and said, "You can laugh, but remember one day you might have to show tact and be very clever to cope with the same."

This was enough to bring us to full on, out loud, laughter and dad sat there and let us get it out of our system before telling us that the hospital suspected that Mrs Green had broken her hip and was waiting to go for x-rays. Mum was intending on staying with Mrs Green either until they had decided what was wrong with her and what they were going to do about it or until Mrs Green's daughter arrived. It seems that mum had called the daughter and told her what she knew and the daughter had decided that it was serious enough that she should come to see her mother.

With that all sorted dad suggested we take our beers with us to the dinner table and eat so that we could get everything cleaned up in time before we went to bed. Of course he was teasing just a bit because we would be finished and cleaned up at least an hour before we needed to go to bed.

"Steve this is really good. Is there enough to keep some for your mother?" Dad asked.

"Well it depends if the gannet here leaves any; but there should be." I told dad while I teased Mike.

"Well it is really good and it is a temptation, but I would get as fat as you if I ate any more." Mike teased back.

There was still more banter between the three of us while we finished our meal and then Mike and I gathered it all up and set off to the kitchen to clean everything up while dad had a second drink and relaxed in the lounge.

When we had finished we joined dad in the lounge and as we sat down dad asked, "Have you sorted out an air mattress or something for Mike?"

"No we just thought we would both sleep on the bed as it is big enough". I told dad.

"Well if you are both comfortable with that then okay. It does make for less work." Dad said.

"Yeah, and those sleeping bags tend to get too hot and are a bit restrictive." Mike added.

We quietened down as the next program started as we all wanted to watch it and then after it Mike and I took our leave of dad and headed up to bed with a reminder that we were not to talk too late into the night as we had school the next day.

That would not be hard as talking was not something we had any real intentions towards anyway. We both said good night to dad and asked him to tell mum we said good night to her too and then we left dad and headed for my room.

Mike went ahead of me and was naked before I even got the door closed. Of course it does not take long to pull a t shirt off and follow that with the only other item of clothing being worn, although there was a need to lift the waistband of the shorts over a rising boner. Seconds later we had the duvet pulled back and we were lying on the bed in a sixty nine enjoying the taste of each other's cocks and willing the other to cum first. We had worked each other up so much that along with the stimulation from wandering hands and probing fingers the sucking on our cocks brought both of us off in simultaneous orgasms. When we had licked off and swallowed every last drop of our mates offering I turned around to lie the right way up on the bed and kissed Mike with our tongues entering into a serious duel to gain supremacy over the others mouth.

Mike suggested that we should at least wear sleeping shorts just in case his dad came in to wake us in the morning or to give us some news about mum and Mrs Green. Reluctantly I had to agree he was right and so we pulled on some sleeping shorts and then climbed back into bed and turned off the lights. Our activities of earlier had taken their toll on us and while we did talk for a little bit, we soon were sound asleep.

To be continued...

Posted: 09/26/14