Date: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 06:41:48 +0100
From: Rick Masters <succum@gmx.com>
Subject: Birthday Dare 17

Those of you who know my stories will know that what follows is gay
erotica. It is fiction and has all come out of my imagination or from
suggestions gleaned in my own research.  It might involve minors and might
also involve some bondage style issues. This story also includes some
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Birthday Dare

Chapter 17

I do not know what woke me but I was awake at about half past one in the
morning and got up to go for a pee. It was warm enough that my balls were
swinging freely in their bag as I walked and my soft cock swung with
them. When I came back into the bedroom I saw in the soft light of the
night light that Mike had thrown his covers off and his naked body was on
full display as he lay on his back with his arms above his head and his
legs slightly splayed. I had to move the duvet to get back into bed and
just pulled it down to the foot of the bed and then got on the bed as
gently as I could to try and not disturb Mike.

I lay for a short while and realised that I was not going to get back to
sleep easily and so decided to use the opportunity given me to the best
advantage. I carefully sat up again and turned to look at Mike. He was so
peaceful in his sleep that he was beautiful. I cannot say handsome because
he was more than that. His dark brown hair was dishevelled in a windswept
way but framed his face that was free from acne. Mike had never had a
problem with acne suffering only the occasional spot that left no
discernable mark at its departure. His eyebrows were neat arches with a
definite path between them that led down the bridge of his nose. His hazel
eyes were hidden behind his eyelids as he slept but were moving fairly fast
and I guessed he was in the REM part of his sleep pattern as I looked at
him. Mike had shaved that morning before going to school but his beard was
stronger than mine and he now had a shadow over his top lip and around his
jaw line that made him look "modern sophisticated". The corners of his
mouth turned upward in the hint of a smile and I wondered if he was
dreaming about what we had done that evening. Mike enjoyed his sport and
his chest showed this with nicely shaped pectorals and abdominals. His
nipples were pointed and the areola around them darker but with little
whitish bumps around the outer ring. He had no hair on his chest which I
found appealing as I was learning that I liked smooth skin more than the
hirsute. Having said that I liked the look of his happy trail that started
just below his inni belly button and widened out to a dark thatch of hair
surrounding his cock and balls and continuing on down his legs.

Here I lingered in my observations as I took in as much detail of his
genitals as I could manage. His soft cock was lying to the right of his
scrotum in a gentle curve ending in the fold of foreskin that hung over the
end of his cock by at least half an inch, possibly more. Sometime when I
have access to a ruler I am going to ask him to let me measure it both soft
and hard. His balls were a tad larger than mine and with the warmth of the
night his scrotum was mostly hanging down between his legs except for where
his cock was pushing his one ball over the top of the other. The bag had
the odd wisp of hair on it but was mostly smooth. I watched fascinated as
his balls moved around inside the scrotum trying to maintain the optimum
temperature for their sperm production and I also noticed that his cock
would get a little longer and push against the flap of foreskin and then
seemed to shrink back again.

I had wanted to take in as much of him as I could and so I forced my gaze
away and looked on down his legs which again had good muscle shape without
being over muscled. His dark hair got shorter and thinner the further down
the leg you looked until just above his ankles where it seemed to get a bit
thicker or denser. Mike's feet also were beautiful and he kept his nails
trimmed and clean. But enough was enough; I had seen all of his front and I
returned my eyes to gaze upon the part of him I was most interested in -
the loveliness of his crotch.

I reached out with my hand and let my fingers slide softly through his
pubes without going in far enough to touch his skin, just to get an idea of
what his pubic hair felt like then I felt my own and noticed that there
really was no difference in the feel just the amount that appeared to be
there. But to be sure I had another feel of his pubes – well that is my
excuse and I am sticking to it!  There was no reaction from Mike with this
which pleased me as I wanted to see something else before I risked
disturbing his slumber. Turning my hand I lightly ran my finger nails over
his scrotum and watched as it bunched up a bit pulling his balls into the
relative safety of his body but when the stimulation ended the scrotum
moved back down shortly followed by the two miniature rugby balls inside
the skin. Another scrape of my nails over the skin elicited the same
response plus a bit of movement in his cock and as his balls dropped back
down into their bag, I slipped my fingers under his cock and gave it a
gentle squeeze feeling the softness of it but also a hardness inside which
was building as his cock came awake again even though he was still
asleep. I fondled his cock some more and as it grew I worked his foreskin
back because I wanted his head uncovered to look at. I had to wait until he
was at a full erection before I was able to achieve this and was rewarded
with finding a bead of pre-cum sitting at the pee slit. A couple more
strokes and the bead grew enough that I could not resist the temptation and
leaned forward to lick it off with my tongue. Straightening up again I
noticed that a new bead was already forming and I decided that I needn't
wait any longer and lowered my head back down, taking his cock into my
mouth and began working the head with my tongue.

Mike's fingers began to comb my hair and he said, "What a nice way to wake
even if it is in the middle of the night." I began to lift my head up to
get his cock out of my mouth so that I could answer him but he pushed down
on my head and said, "Not till you have finished what you started."

I had no objections to that and continued to bob on his cock using my
tongue to further stimulate him and brought one of my hands in to play with
his balls to add to the stimulus and also just to enjoy them.

When Mike came, the position my head was in made swallowing difficult and a
fair bit of his cum ran out of my mouth and to the base of his cock. When
he let me take my mouth off his cock I saw this and began to lick it all up
as I was finding that I loved the taste of cum. Then I moved on up his body
and looked into his open eyes and saw his smiling mouth just before I came
down and began to part those lips with my tongue and give him a taste of
his own offering.

My own cock was rock hard and leaking like a tap and I began to grind this
into his stomach as we kissed and exchanged saliva. The stimulation I had
given myself by sucking on Mike's cock was enough that coupled with humping
his lower abdomen I was getting super close and lifting up I grabbed a hold
of myself and jerked for just a few moments until I shot out over his
stomach and chest and then went back down to lick all of my cum off his
body.

Sated I lay down half off and half on Mike and we resumed our
kissing. After a while Mike put his hands on my head and rolled his body
under me using his hands to roll my head which encouraged me to roll with
him and we changed positions with Mike now half on top of me. Mike's hand
slid down the side of my torso and across to cup my balls and cock and give
them a gentle squeeze before he began to pet them. Breaking the kiss he
moved off of me and as I lay there on my back he began to trace around the
swells and ridges of my body shape with his finger so lightly touching me
that it woke up all of my nerve endings and even though I had only just cum
my cock was rock hard and pulsing; producing more pre-cum and getting ready
for another orgasm. But it was the middle of the night and having just cum
the gentle caressing from Mike lulled and relaxed me and sleep overtook me
before another orgasm. How much longer Mike lay there awake I will never
know, nor does it matter. Suffice is to know that he was happy and if he
wanted to lie and feel me while I slept then so be it.

We woke quite late on the Saturday morning, but we were not bothered about
that as we had no time schedule to keep to and we had had an interruption
during the night which would have caused the need for an extended lie in
anyway. Mike woke before me and must have gone to the loo to get rid of his
morning bladder pressure and then had put the percolator on the hot plate
of the cooker in the kitchenette before coming back into the room and
sitting down on the bed he began to play with my cock which is what dragged
me smiling out of my slumber. I would have liked to have been able to lie
there while Mike jerked my cock to orgasm, but alas I think there would
have been an accident of another kind requiring a change of sleeping bag
and the washing of the one I was currently lying on and to prevent this I
told Mike that I had an urgent need to take care of first. Understanding
the situation immediately, Mike let go of me and I got off the bed and made
a bee line to the shower stall where I was able to stand and just let it
all flow without having to try and bend my rock hard cock downwards to aim
it into the bowl. I turned the shower on just as my flow was beginning to
ease and then used the spray to wash down the walls first and then the
lower half of my body where I had felt some splash-back as I expelled my
urine at full force. A quick bit of drying and I went back to the bedroom
still waving a flag pole around in front of me only to find that it was
empty. I walked through to find Mike at the counter pouring the milk he had
warmed up into our mugs making us some coffee. We took our drinks out onto
the deck to drink there and although it was not that early in the morning,
it was still a bit chilly as the temperature had done its usual and dropped
just before dawn and our ball bags now scrunched their faces in protest
while our cocks tried to hide behind their screwed up scrotums.

"I reckon the water is warmer than the air." Mike said.

"Let's find out." I suggested and put my coffee cup down on the table
between us.

Mike put a restraining hand on my arm and said, "Not yet. Let's finish our
coffee first and then we can go for a swim and come back to make
breakfast. At least that way we will have got the swim out of the way and
we will be able to work on the all over tan that Carrie so wants to see on
your body."

"I don't think it is just my all over tan she is interested in
seeing. Remember she has seen pictures of me totally naked and has been up
close and personal with my JT, so there is not that much left to interest
her. No, I think it would be more your body she is keen to see now." I
teased.

"Well, I disagree. I think she sees you as a friendly sex object and can't
get enough of you because she knows she is safe with you. That is why she
was willing to let you see her in her glory. She hasn't done that for me or
anyone else that I know of." Mike countered.

"At least she is a bit of fun and is open about what she is willing and not
willing to do. I like that because you know how far you can go without
upsetting or hurting anyone." I reasoned.

"Well, if you are not careful with her you might find me getting a bit
jealous." Mike confessed.

"Jealous?" I asked, "Why would you be jealous of Carrie?"

"Because she is getting more from you." Mike answered.

"More from me? Come on! Carrie has only seen pictures of me naked while you
have seen the real thing and in detail. She may have sucked me a couple of
times, but you have both sucked and wanked me and you are getting a whole
weekend of me naked with just you. But are you trying to tell me something
more with that?" I argued.

"I don't know! All I know is that I have these strange feelings going on
inside me that I can't describe or understand, and they have something to
do with you." Mike explained.

"I think I know what you are saying because I think I am experiencing the
same sort of thing." I admitted.

"Well perhaps we had better go for that swim and cool ourselves down a bit
so that we can think straight." Mike suggested.

"You mean as opposed to thinking gay or bi?" I asked.

Mike gave a short laugh and just nodded his head in agreement before
leaping over the railing on to the sand below. I quickly followed him and
we both ran down into the water to test whether we were right or not. Well
the short answer is that we were wrong and the water was at least five
degrees colder than air so when we got out our packages were totally
shrivelled up and trying to warm themselves under the blanket of our pubic
hair.

We did not play in the water for long before we made a quick dash up the
beach to the outside shower only to find that we had not yet remembered to
turn the water supply on inside the bungalow.

"I tell you what; use your hands to scrape as much of the water off of me
as you can and then I will go inside and turn the water on and also grab
two beach towels then we can get inside to make breakfast." I offered as I
used my hands to flatten and press as much water out of my hair as
possible. Mike wasted no time in getting started and soon was rubbing his
hands all over me forcing the water to move in the direction of the
ground. Of course I was not totally dry except perhaps for my cock which
had got a lot more scraping than the rest of my body and now was once more
pointing upwards at an acute angle. At least this way we would be making
the least possible mess to be cleaned up.

I stamped my feet on every step on the way up to the decking to try and get
as much sand off of them as possible and then walked carefully through to
turn on the tap inside the cabin and grab a couple of beach towels out of
the cupboard where we had put them the day before.

Back outside we both showered in water that was colder than the sea and
shivering madly dried ourselves rather than each other and quickly got
ourselves inside grabbing our coffee cups on the way. With refilled cups we
set about getting some bacon, eggs and toast done and eaten which warmed us
up and although we did not eat it out on the decking, we soon were back
outside with fresh dry beach towels and sunscreen. Did you know that the
best part of sunscreen is applying it to your mate?