Birthday Dare

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

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Chapter 42

"Did you know you have got quite a lot of hair in your crack?" I asked as my finger worked his hole.

"I have not made it a habit of inspecting it." Mike replied, "What of it anyway?"

"A couple of things actually. Firstly it must make it harder to wipe clean because the shit must stick to it a bit and secondly I would think it could get trapped between my cock and your hole and as I shove in it could tug on the hairs." I said.

"Well, firstly, I make sure I wipe very well and also give it a good wash in the shower and secondly I have not noticed any hairs getting pulled by your cock or your fingers." Mike retorted.

"Okay, I was just making an observation. I guess I have got the same in mine too." I said.

"Yeah, but yours being blond it probably doesn't show as much or even look like there is as much." Mike acknowledged.

"Well you can take a look sometime and if you don't like them you can shave them away." I offered as I pushed a second finger into his butt.

"Are you saying you would let me shave your butt if I wanted to?" Mike asked.

"If you wanted to you could shave my whole body although I would rather you didn't shave my head bald.

"Are you saying you want me to shave you or just that you would let me if I asked you to let me shave you?" Mike asked.

"Actually it might be a bit of both. Definitely if you wanted me shaved then I would gladly let you shave me because I would know that would make you happy and I want you to be happy. But there is also a part of me that is wondering what it would be like to be smooth like a professional sportsman." I answered.

"And what if I wanted you to be shaved but wasn't prepared to let you shave me?" Mike asked.

"I would be okay with that. At least at first anyway. I think I would want to know what it is like to be smooth first before asking you to get smooth with me, but if I liked being smooth then I might want to see what it is like to also have a smooth body to play with."

"Well you are not getting me smooth yet and neither are you getting smooth yet. At least not until after you have fucked me! Now get me stretched enough for that beautiful cock you have standing up between your legs." Mike ordered.

"Yes sir!" I said and pushed a third finger into his arse even though I was not sure he was ready for it.

Mike grunted with the intrusion but soon relaxed again and my three fingers really pushed his muscles apart and helped his hole to stretch to where it could accommodate my cock with pleasure rather than with pain. I dribbled some more oil on my fingers and then added some to my cock and began to spread it over my cock, using my other hand, after I had put the bottle of oil down. Pulling my fingers out I guided my cock head against his hole and began to put pressure on as it felt a bit of resistance at first but then slipped past the muscle and my head was in, I waited just a very short while and then pushed again and got another inch or so in and I stopped and waited again. Then I pulled back a bit and pushed forward some more getting a bit more in again. I kept that up and after quite a while I had got deep enough that my pubes were pressing against his skin. I began to long dick him for a time but all too soon discovered that I was losing control and my long dicking became a frenzied and primal jerking. And of course, that heralded the imminent arrival of my orgasm which meant that my fuck was over far too quickly and probably too soon for Mike as well.

"I'm sorry, that was awful wasn't it?" I apologized as I moved to lie down beside Mike and he straightened his legs.

"No it was not awful, you got inside me and between us we made you cum. That was a success not awful." Mike reasoned.

"But it was over so quickly. I just went for it and lost control and it could not have given you much pleasure." I protested.

"Well not as much as a longer and slower one would have done, I grant you that, but I did get enough pleasure to keep my cock not only hard but also dribbling precum and I got added pleasure from seeing you get your rocks off with me. I know we don't count costs or anything but you did so much for me when I was sick and it gives me joy and satisfaction to be able to do something for you; and having you fuck me is the ultimate thing I can do for you. Not because I feel I owe you because you have made that very clear that we do not owe each other anything but because I love you and want you to be happy and enjoy yourself and use me to enjoy yourself. When you fuck me or I fuck you then I feel I become a part of you and with you. I know it is hard to understand because I don't really know how to put what I feel inside me into words; but I want us to be one, a single item, and entity together." Mike waxed lyrical.

I have to admit that I was not sure just how to respond to that; whether to use a light approach and say something silly or to accept it in the serious manner Mike appeared to have meant it. I decided to go with serious and said, "We are one. When I thought that I might lose you I knew that a part of me would also be lost forever and when I knew for sure that I was not going to lose you I wept for joy. I love you Mike Ansfield and don't ever forget that." I moved toward him as I pulled his head towards mine and kissed him on the lips.

"I could never forget that, my love. You are my first and only and I hope you will be my last as well. Whatever you do makes me happy and brings me pleasure so please don't ever feel you have to apologize to me again." Mike admonished me.

"Okay, but I will tell you one thing. If you don't get down to it and fuck me we are going to still be at it when your dad gets my folks home and you will have to go home with an unrequited cock still dripping and covered in lube." I said.

"Well if you put it that way how can I refuse?" Mike said and moved a little closer to me as he began to kiss me and move his hand down to my butt spending some time on my nipples and belly button on the way there but leaving my cock alone in case it was still a bit too sensitive for that kind of touch. Once he got his finger to the spot Mike did not waste a lot of time gaining entry but he was still gentle and although those first few probes were without lubrication they did not hurt because he was making sure he tickled my fancy spots. After those initial moves Mike added some baby oil and began to push his finger in deeper and wiggle it around to stimulate the pleasure nerves inside my butt. As I relaxed into his ministrations he stretched me further with more fingers in the time honoured way and then as I lifted my legs higher he got behind me and pressed his cock to my hole. I pushed out against it and felt it pop through the ring and into my chute. Slowly Mike continued to push sliding his cock smoothly and gently into me until his pelvis came up hard against my butt cheeks and he could go no further. Mike held it like that for a short while and then slowly pulled out until he could feel my muscles gripping just behind his cock head. That was followed with a controlled and measured fluid movement in and out, in and out; far more controlled than I had been a short while before. Mike kept that up for some time but every so often he would just stop and rest and I know it was because he was getting close and he wanted to prolong the time before he shot his load. While I was loving it, I was also feeling like a dork because of the way I had lost control and Mike was now kind of showing me up and how to keep control.

Although I had cum not that long ago, my cock got hard with the all the rubbing my prostate was getting from Mike's cock and noticing this, Mike freed one hand from holding onto my legs by putting my left leg onto his shoulder and then wrapping his right arm around my leg, he started to wank me off. Without breaking his rhythmic fucking, he got the other leg onto his shoulder too and wrapping that arm around it brought his left hand in to fondle my balls while his right hand continued to jerk my cock and his cock pounded my arse. And who said only women could multitask? Well that kind of treatment stopped my thought processes altogether and all I could think of was how I was going to stop myself cumming a second time before Mike came in my arse the first time. I needn't have worried because Mike was still in control; only now it was of both him and me.

With what seemed like practiced expertise Mike had me in such a state that my hands were clutching the sheet and then releasing it as my body writhed in ecstasy as much as my position would allow it and my second orgasm started to boil away somewhere in the recesses of my body. At the same time, instead of stopping Mike began to speed up his thrust rate and as my orgasm shot loads of cum out onto my chest my bum squeezed tightly against Mike's cock and he began to fill my chute with his cum.

His orgasm spent, Mike moved to lie down beside me and in that pulled his softening cock from my hole. He moved his hand up and began to spread my cum shots over my chest and especially smeared them around my nipples. "Thank you that was awesome."

"No thank you. You did a so much better job than I did. I will have to work at keeping better control. It certainly makes the cum shots better." I said.

"Well, perhaps we need to practice it more often." Mike said and even though my eyes were closed I knew he was grinning.

"The problem is getting in the practice time without upsetting the parents. Even though I know my parents have accepted I am gay and that I am having a physical relationship with you, I don't think they want it rubbed in their noses by us doing it almost in front of them." I said.

"I know what you mean and if we don't want to do stuff in front of them then we had better get in the shower and get ourselves clean and dressed pretty smartly." Mike reminded me.

We stayed naked as we walked to the bathroom and climbed in the shower together but this time we did not piss over each other as we had no need to. We did however get ourselves hard again by washing each other instead of ourselves and making sure there was no more cum to leak out of our butts by pushing a finger up and opening it up again. We dried off and hung our towels up in the bathroom and then went naked back to the bedroom and dressed. By the time we had some clothes on our hard cocks had softened and were no longer tenting our boxers which made pulling our jeans on a lot easier. I checked the bed and used a tissue to clean up some of the cum that had leaked onto the bed which I then flushed down the loo before we set off downstairs and made sure everything was clean and tidy and I double checked that Mike had the DVD he had burned off the internet back in his pack to take home with him. While our parents know we are gay I don't think they would like to watch what was on that DVD. I got the kettle filled and on the boil leaving it to switch off by itself but knowing that if our parents wanted a tea of coffee it would not take a lot to get one ready for them. I was hoping we could invite Mike's parents in for a cuppa so that I could spend a bit more time with Mike because the weekend seemed to have just flown by.

When we heard the car arrive in the driveway we went out to help carry mum and dad's bags in and also to invite the Ansfield's in for a drink. Happily they accepted and we all went inside with Mike and me bringing up the rear with the bags. We put the bags down at the foot of the stairs and followed our parents into the lounge. I asked what drinks would be liked and was about to set off to the kitchen hopefully with Mike following when mum said "Wee"

"You mean yes, don't you? You are not in Paris anymore." I asked.

"No I mean wee, not oul!" mum said and dashed off up the stairs which helped us to realise exactly what she meant and we all laughed.

Having boiled the kettle already, by the time mum came back down the stairs I was carrying the tray into the lounge and once I had put it down I pushed the plunger down on the cafetiere and left it to stand for a bit longer before I began to pour coffee's for all six of us.

"So how did you guys enjoy gay Paris?" I asked as I passed mum and dad their coffees.

"Oh it was wonderful, I loved it, but I couldn't live there." Mum said.

"No too many randy Frenchmen wanting a bit of your bum. You would be black and blue full time with all that pinching." Dad chuckled, then turning to Mike and me, "Your mum still has her looks and those French men appreciated it. Perhaps it would be better if it really was gay Paris."

"Yes but I am not sure if it is a compliment or an insult when one of them pinches your bum." Michelle said.

"It's a damn liberty!" mum exclaimed, "and painful too most times."

"Where did you put our bags boys? We have a couple of gifts in them for you two." Dad asked as he stood up.

"They are at the bottom of the stairs dad." I told him and he left the room to go and get our gifts.

To be continued...
 

Posted: 05/01/15