Birthday Dare

By: Rick Masters
(© 2014-2015 by the author)

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Chapter 35

When we got upstairs to Mike's room he turned to me and began to undress me once more, "I don't think I can cope with being fucked yet, but you are definitely not going home to wank because you have not been satisfied in some way here. Yeah you might still have a wank at home but that will just be because you are a randy bugger and not because you have left here unfulfilled. So I am going to do the best I can and you have a choice - do you want to be wanked or sucked?"

"If you want the honest truth, I would like both but if that is going to be too hard on you then either one will be nice and I would like the one that is going to cause you the least amount of discomfort." I said.

"Right, both it is and because I like the taste of you I will finish you with a blow job, but please help me get naked with you as I can't do this with clothes on at this time." Mike asked.

"It will be my pleasure." I said and started to undress Mike, but had to stop for a bit while he got my shirt off and then stop again while he got my jeans off my feet.

Once both of us were naked, Mike asked me to lie down the middle of the bed so that he could easily get to me from both sides. Then he lay down on the bed but lower than me so his legs hung off the foot of the bed and this put his head at my waist level which gave him a comfortable reach with his arm and he started to tickle my cock first obviously intending to drag my wank out for as long as he could to give me as much pleasure as he was able. To achieve this he would roll my foreskin around my cock head for a bit which really played with the g spot by the fraenulum and then he would tickle up and down the shaft but not move the foreskin. He also ran his fingers through my pubes brushing against my hard cock or fondling my balls and running a finger lightly from them to my butt hole and back.

Each time he left my cock alone the nerves would desensitize a bit and this would add a stay to the time it took to bring me to climax. I put a hand down and tried to reach as much of Mike as I could but Mike stopped me and asked me to just lie there and take all that he could offer. "You have pampered me and taken care of my needs even in hospital, and now it is time for me to show some of my appreciation for what you have done so unselfishly. Please, just lie there and let me give you what pleasure I can at this stage. Please give me the opportunity to show you how much I love you."

Some would call it a form of edging except that I was not always just on the brink of orgasm when Mike would move his ministrations to some other erogenous zone on my body and elicit new feelings of excitement and arousal. After Mike had been going for a while I realised that my nerves were not desensitising as much as they had been at the start and told Mike that he was approaching the point where he would push me over the edge even after a gap of not playing directly with my cock.

"No, it is not time for that stage yet." Mike said and left my cock alone as he pulled himself up the bed to where we could kiss and swap tongues. The kiss lasted a longish time before Mike broke it off and started to give me little lip suck kisses on my cheeks, nose and eyes before moving on down my neck to my chest and giving each of my nipples a good titillating tongue washing and nibble. Some more sucks nips and licks left a looped snail's trail down to my naval and further on to my balls and up the length of my cock before he engulfed the head in his mouth and began to rub the end of it with his tongue causing some exquisite sensations that absolutely defy description.

I felt myself losing control and began to thrust my hips upwards forcing my cock into Mike's mouth and he responded by increasing the vacuum he had created with his sucking and moving his head a bit faster. To try and co-ordinate our movements Mike put his forearm across my pelvis and held me down while he moved his head and swirled his tongue around my cock head such that I had no choice but to cum; and cum hard blasting my semen out to the back of his throat with enough force to make him gag on the first spurt. Mike pulled his head up a bit but still kept his tongue massaging my cock forcing it to spasm more and more and eject my baby makers into his mouth where the work of his tongue on my cock kept them swirling around and activating his taste buds.

My cock had stopped pulsating and my tensed body with the exception of my cock had relaxed and sunk back into the mattress before I had to pull Mike off of my still rigid cock because the intensity of the sensations I was experiencing was reaching heights I had never scaled before.

"Oh Luv, that was sensational. I have never come like that before. Thank you so much." I really was thankful and managed to say that as I panted. I don't know why I was so much out of breath seeing as how I was the one lying on the bed most of the time and did not do an awful lot to get to that orgasm.

"It was my pleasure and I got my reward in more ways than one too. I am happy that you enjoyed that. I am happy that you got some release and I love the taste of your cum." Mike replied.

"I guess that makes us a pair because I also like the taste of my cum, but I like the taste of your cum more than that." I told Mike.

Both Mike and I moved rolling onto our sides facing each other and close enough that we could just kiss. Sure enough I recognised my flavour in his saliva as we swapped it from tongue to tongue. We had not been kissing for that long when I realised there was something with a different texture on my tongue and after a bit of exploration I discovered that along with the cum and saliva mix we were swapping back and forth, there was also one of my pubes. I pulled my head back and brought my hand up to fish inside my mouth with my fingers until I found the pube and pulled it out. "Damn pubes are a pain." I said. "I noticed that also when I was at Carrie's sleepover because Judith has a shaved pussy and it was so much nicer and seemed cleaner to tongue than Carrie's where she has a full on bush covering." I went on to tell Mike.

"Are you saying you want to shave my pubes off?" Mike asked.

"No. Well yes and no I guess. I mean having it smooth makes it nice for giving oral but it would make one stand out a bit in the change rooms at school after PE." I said.

"Well, if you want me shaved then I will go smooth, but I would like you to help me and shave me and I will run the risk of comments at school. At least I could say that it was for the operation at first and then maybe I found that I liked it." Mike offered.

"I don't want you doing it just for me and suffering what the guys at school might say. I only want you to do it if you really want it for yourself." I told him.

"Remember what you said to Tim earlier. You get more pleasure from knowing that you have given to someone else rather than doing it all just for yourself. I want to do this for your pleasure because that will make me happy too." Mike said.

Further conversation on this subject was put on hold as we heard the front door closing downstairs. We had not heard the car arriving back bringing Mike's parents with it. I got up and pulled on my jeans and then turned to offer help to Mike but he was already pulling a pair of tracksuit bottoms up and so I turned back and began to put my shirt on. Mike also got his shirt on while I was doing mine and we headed out the door of his room together to go downstairs and greet his parents.

"I see there are three dirty glasses; did you two have a visitor while we were out?" Michelle asked.

"Yeah Tim came around for a bit." Mike said and there was a definite sneer in his voice.

"I am guessing from the tone that the visit did not go too well." Michelle observed.

"Well it seems like numb nuts did not learn anything during his time of incarceration at his home." Mike said derisively, "and when we told him a few home truths about himself he went off in a huff which just proved and underlined what we had said." Mike confirmed his mother's suspicions.

"Well I had thought something like this might happen after all 'two's company; three's a crowd'." Michelle said.

"Actually it is not like that at all. Tim is so self-centred he cannot see anything but what he wants. So for Tim two's a crowd." I said. "He had even forgotten that Mike was very ill and had to have emergency surgery and all he came around for was to see if he could get something for himself from Mike."

"It was more than that though. We told him how Steve had been upset by the girls at Carrie's party but he did not even say he was sorry to hear it - he just ignored it and when he was offered a cool drink there was no please and thank you; it was as if he thought we were both here just to tend to his needs and pander after him. I was so angry and when we had told him off he got in such a huff that he stormed out, slamming the door like in a temper tantrum." Mike added.

"Perhaps it is for the better then. He is obviously so very different from you two that your friendship would probably have broken down even if you two were not together." Michelle said.

"I think it was breaking down before he got grounded." I agreed with Michelle.

"Yeah, and then when he was grounded he would wind us up because he was constantly whining about the injustice of his grounding because he could not or would not look at the situation from a different perspective and admit that he was making his situation worse by the way he was reacting to his punishment." Mike concurred.

"Well, just keep in mind that he is different and does look at things in a different way to both of you and we need differences in the world to make it interesting. It is just a shame that sometimes those differences are not equal. Tim might be antagonistic towards you two for a time, but he might also come to see that his antagonism is harming himself more than it is hurting you two and hopefully that will bring a change to make his differences still different but equal." Michelle said.

"Gosh mum, who have you been with lately, Plato or Schweitzer?" Mike teased.

"If you are not careful young man I will give you some philosophy you can get to grips with physically." Michelle warned.

Mike smiled at his mother and then said, "But you love me mummy." And flickered his eyelashes at her which caused Michelle to burst out laughing and we all joined in. Mike was building a stronger and closer relationship with both his parents through this sort of banter and being open with them about his life. It still was not quite as strong or open a relationship as I had with my parents but it was rapidly getting there.

Two days later, I was out with my father having my first driving lesson. It had happened rather unexpectedly. I had got my provisional in the post the day before and had very proudly shown it to my parents. Then that evening when dad got home from work he yelled for me to meet him out by the car. When I got there he threw the keys at me and told me we were going for a drive. It was only then that I noticed the magnetic 'L' plates on the car and realised that dad was serious. I think I nearly split my lips my grin was so wide. I had had a little bit of driving practice before on some back roads some Saturday afternoons when dad was feeling particularly generous and masochistic. But now I could go out legally and would hopefully soon not need to have a licenced driver with me because I would be the licenced driver. We set off, a little bit on jerky side to start with as it had been a while since the last time I had driven but I soon got the hang of co-ordinating the clutch and accelerator to give us smooth take offs.

"Do you think Mike would like to come and spend the weekend with you this weekend?" Dad asked while we were trundling along a fairly straight piece of road.

"Probably, why do you ask?" I asked.

"Well I was thinking of surprising your mother with a little weekend break in Paris and thought you might like the company. I know you can stay by yourself, but it is nicer to have a friend with you at times too." Dad answered. "I mean, there will be some rules; I don't think I really need to make them, but it would help keep your mother from worrying too much."

"I don't think we will be partying or anything like that." I guessed at what dad was alluding to with the rules.

"Yes, I don't mind if you and Mike have a beer or two and I don't mind if you have a few friends over to watch a movie or something but I trust you not to let us down and that we will come back to a house that is still in one piece and a son who is still free of a criminal record." Dad said. "My only real concern is if Mike has recovered enough from his surgery and that whole ordeal." Dad added.

"I think he has. The appendix side of it is good, but that infection really knocked him and left him quite weakened, but he is strengthening up quickly now." I told dad.

"Right then with your agreement I will speak to Dan and Michelle and see if they are ok with it. But remember, not a word to your mum okay?" dad sought my promise.

"My lips are sealed and I will make sure that Mike also knows to keep quiet." I promised. I knew mum would be really pleased with such a gesture from dad and I was glad for the both of them and so happy that I had parents who were in a good relationship themselves and who clearly loved each other very much. And now I couldn't wait for the weekend to come.

To be continued...

Posted: 03/13/15