Birthday Dare

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

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Chapter 41

It was only once we were home alone that we got the opportunity to discuss the events of the afternoon and were happy to find that we were both thinking along the same lines. Perhaps that is why we gelled so well together as lovers.


"That young Jay was a definite temptation and I was dying to see him naked but I am not sure of what I would have done after that and so I really am glad you stopped the getting naked." Mike told me.

"Yes, I was feeling the same way and so decided I had to do something to keep the enticement as far away as possible." I agreed with Mike.

"I mean when he thrust his hips forward showing us through his little tent that he was hard my cock did a little jerk to encourage me to pursue it further." Mike admitted.

"And yours was not the only cock trying to urge a body forward. I might even have leaked a bit of precum over it." I confessed. "But I really hope those girls think about letting Jay have some of his youth and leave him alone for a bit because he already knows way too much for his age. You should have heard the things he was asking me when we were in the kitchen and really he is still a little boy." I told Mike.

"Yeah! I agree with that and it shows we need to be careful about what situations we get into when there are some younger boys around I think." Mike warned.

"Absolutely, but I think if Jay had been older like say fourteen, I might have let things progress a bit more and maybe we would have all ended up naked and having some sexual action." I said, "And that kind of worries me and excites me at the same time. Which also scares me too."

"Well, I might well have joined in with you if Jay was older too. I think I would be okay with a fourteen or fifteen year old because they are already into puberty and discovering things about themselves and experimenting with other people when the opportunities arise. But I do agree that Jay is too young and is being made to grow up too quickly by his sister and her friends." Mike concurred.

"I am actually ready for bed." I changed the subject, "and I think the tension of this afternoon has worn me out and I am guessing that you are possibly in the same state. Do you want anything more to drink before we go upstairs?" I asked Mike.

"No thanks. If I have any more tonight I might end up wetting our bed and I don't think you would be too happy with that. Come to think of it, neither would I." Mike quipped.

With that we made sure the lights were off and the front door was secured and climbed the stairs to my room where both of us stripped off. Mike left the room and I guessed he was heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth and so followed him there only to find that he was having a piss before brushing his teeth. I started to apologize for intruding on his privacy and then stopped as it struck me that we had intruded on each other's privacy for far more than just a piss. I started to brush my teeth and moved to the side of the basin when Mike finished up his piss and came over to join me to brush his teeth.

Back in the room we climbed into bed and turned the light off before drawing close to each other for a good night kiss. We put our arms around each other in a sort of embrace and pulled our heads together so we could swap tongues for a bit and woke up the next morning.


Having not had any real release since the morning before we both woke up with solid hard ons that were not caused by the simple need to piss although we did have that need as well. I suggested we go and get in the shower and piss without having to bend our hard cocks in a way that is most uncomfortable and certainly not conducive to having a good relieving piss and then we could shower after to wash the piss off and return to the room after that. Mike was all for it and so we made a bee line for the shower cubicle and facing each other let our piss flow while we drew together to continue the kiss we had fallen asleep over the night before. Once the piss had stopped flowing I turned the shower on and we both gasped as the initial jet of cold water hit our bodies but being one of those instant heat showers it was warm in seconds and we soon were enjoying washing the other's body and ensuring our morning wood stayed that way. After we had finished our shower and dried up we brushed our morning mouth away and moved back to the bedroom where we again pulled close in a tight embrace and offered our tongues to each other. Still being teens in the throes of puberty and all the hormonal excitement that goes with the age it was not long before we were grinding our pelvises together and working towards the bed which we both fell onto while still holding our embrace. Our kiss came to an end when Mike pulled back a bit and said, "I want to suck your cum out please."

"Only if we sixty nine so that I can have yours at the same time." I returned and began to move myself around so that we could lie on our sides and suck each other. As soon as I was in position I grabbed that little roll of foreskin that hung off the end of Mike's cock, even when hard, and rolled it between my lips before using my hand to pull it back and pop his cock head out which I started to lick as if it was a soft-serve ice-cream. With my other hand I began to gently fondle Mike's balls which encouraged him to bend his uppermost leg and give me more access to his perineum and as my hand worked the area, also his rose bud.

Somehow, Mike managed to get enough of my cock into his mouth and down his throat that he could use his tongue to tickle my ball bag while both his hands kneaded and squeezed my bum cheeks followed by a light tickling as if he was using a feather on a piece of string over each cheek and down the crack so soft were his fingertip touches.

Meanwhile I had managed to get one finger in his butt up to the second knuckle and was working it back and forward but with not enough depth to find his prostate. Pulling my finger out I used it to gather up the saliva I was losing out the side of my mouth and add that to a second finger. Once I had enough lube on both fingers, I pushed them back inside his hole and now with two fingers I could achieve the depth I needed to give his prostate a massage.


The groans that Mike was emitting around my cock told me that he was getting close which was a good thing because the way he was treating my cock meant that I would soon be in heaven once more as Mike tasted and swallowed my cum.

Mike shuddered and I felt it first on the tips of my fingers which were against his prostate and then along where my hand was pressing between his legs and on up the length of his cock as his first volley of cum shots surged along his urethra and burst out into my mouth. It happened so fast that while I could tell the difference in the spasm along his penis, it was too quick for me to take any form of action and I soon had enough cum in my mouth to force me to swallow it. As I swallowed that first mouthful my own orgasm churned over and I began to give my cum to Mike. We each kept on sucking as our orgasm subsided and our cocks began to wilt a little bit and then I turned around so that we face each other again and I started to kiss Mike still with the remnants of his cum in my mouth. Mike likewise shared my cum back to me as we mixed the two together with our tongues.

Once our kiss ended we pulled apart just enough so that we could focus on each other's face and we just lay like that with small smiles showing the pleasure we found in each other. There was no need to talk as our love spoke for itself and each of us could feel the others love just in the expression on our faces. When lying in that position got too much to bear as muscles spasmed and complained at not being moved and pressure points ached their need to have the weight lifted off them and allow a better blood flow through we rolled onto our backs and our inside hands automatically sought each out so that we could entwine our fingers and stay linked together.

We had satisfied one hunger that morning but teenage boys have several hungers and our stomachs were protesting that we had not taken enough notice of them to have done something about it and this forced us to leave the comfort of our joined hands and the security of the room to go downstairs and fix some breakfast.

"I don't fancy cooking anything so coffee and granola will suite me." Mike said.

"That will suite me too." I agreed, "You get the bowls and mugs out and I will put the kettle on and find the granola."

We were already a spoonful or two into our granola before the kettle boiled and we could make our coffee. When we had finished our breakfast and had washed up the few things we had dirtied with the breakfast Mike suggested we go to the lounge and listen to some of the CDs I had borrowed from Kevin.


I did not bother to choose one and just took the one on the top of the pile to play. I pressed the start button and moved over to sit next to Mike on the couch and he put his arm around my shoulders pulling me in with a little squeeze. We sat still with my hand and forearm resting on Mike's leg and his arm across my shoulders. Again we stayed silent as the music filled the room. I rested my head on Mike's chest and sat there with my eyes closed just enjoying the ebb and flow of the music as it took control of my senses.

Slowly I became aware that Mike was rubbing his hand up and down my arm and I slid my upper body more over his so that he could reach more of my body easily. Despite having his hand caressing my naked body, when he found my cock it was still flaccid, but it did not take long to get hard under his experienced fingers. The way that Mike was working my cock it would keep me hard and leaking pre-cum but would probably cause a blister before I reached an orgasm and so I was content to sit, almost lie, there and enjoy the pleasure his expert fingers were producing for me.

When the CD ended, Mike gave me a little tug on my cock and said, "Come, I need to be fucked and this is what is going to do it."

I had no cause to object and so quickly stood up and we made our way back up the stairs to the bedroom and Mike let himself fall onto the bed on his back, lifting his legs into the air with the momentum gained in drop. Deftly he caught his legs behind his knees and pulled them further over towards his shoulders lifting his butt hole up to make it easier for me to penetrate him. I grabbed the jar of baby oil off the bedside table and dribbled a bit into his crack and began to massage it in with my finger working the lube into his pucker and then as he relaxed I managed to get the end of my finger inside him and dribbled some more oil onto the finger and his crack as I slowly finger fucked him gaining a bit more depth of penetration with each inward stroke. The thought of what this was all leading up to kept my cock hard even though there was no physical contact with it from either Mike or myself.


One finger became two and then three and Mike was groaning with the pleasure that it was bringing him. Mike did not have to tell me when he was ready; I could tell from his body language and after lubing up my cock a bit I got into position and aimed my tip at his hole. Leaning forward I made contact and used that to rub my cock head around in his crack for a bit before I leaned some more and could feel my cock being squeezed as his sphincter tried to resist the intrusion. But as they say in the adverts, 'Resistance is futile' and with a little plop my cock head made it through the first barrier as I began a slow descent into the bowels of my lover and boyfriend. I did not stop until my pubes pushed his pubes tight against his skin and then I began an equally slow withdrawal. Of course this slow and steady was not going to last and I had no intention of trying to make it do so. As the sensation my fucking was producing in my cock grew so too did the speed at which I brought about those sensations and the energy being expended produced enough heat to make me break out in a sweat and drip some drops onto the body of my lover. Mike either did not realise I was causing him to need another shower or did not care because he made no mention of it nor did he try to move to avoid it. He lay there with eyes closed tight and as my cock raked across his prostate he would let out a groan and on the reverse stroke he would say something like: "Oh yes!" or "Fuck my hole baby."

For me it was like a nice bit of that classical music I had just discovered which was building to a crescendo when suddenly the huge kettle drums were pounded and I drove my cock as deep as I could go as my juices began to flow and they spurted out into the love chute of my lover coating his butt walls with a nice slippery coat of my cum giving that extra bit of lube and heightening the sensations for both us. As my orgasm eased off I put my hand onto his cock and began to jerk him a little bit which was clearly all he needed because I felt his bum constrict and put a clamp hold on my own cock as he too began to release the build-up he had achieved since the last time when he shot his own load down my throat. Most of it landed on his chest and abdomen but some of did hit me in the chest and abdomen and began to run down my torso towards my cock which once again had found the strength to keep moving helping Mike through his orgasm.


My cock fell out of his bum and I moved to lie alongside Mike on the bed where we lay together and drifted off into a light sleep for about half an hour; waking to find his mucus and my cum dried and encrusted a bit on my cock. Mike's hole did not look too good either and so once more that morning we hit the shower and squeezed ourselves into the cubicle and let the water wash over us until we could feel the temperature of the water starting to drop. Then it was a quick wash of each other in a frenzied need to get clean but in the limited time we had before the water lost all semblance of having been heated.

To be continued...
 

Posted: 04/24/15