Date: Tue, 4 Dec 2007 13:54:54 -0800 (PST)
From: LJ
Subject: The three-MS Chapter 6 (b/b, anal, oral, mast b9, b10)

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This is fiction, make believe, it did not happen.
At least not when I was there; bummer.

Story codes: (b/b, anal, oral, mast, b9, b10)

Chapter 6

	"Man that was cool!" I say after a while. My cock is starting to
get hard again even as I lay next to Mike.

Though I had gone through my first fuck quick, and did not take the time to
fully get into it, I kept playing back the feelings I had experienced as I
pounded away at Mike's ass. The warmth of his body under mine, the way my
little balls slapped on him, and the so yummy feeling of my little cock
going in and out of his lubed little ass. My cock stands straight up,
trying to touch my belly button as I lay there.

	"Did you like it?" Mike asks.

	"Oh man, did I ever!" "It felt so yummy, and so hot."

I answer.

	"We can do it again if you want." Mike whispers. "But I got an
idea:" "This time we can do it facing each other. That way it feels
different, and we can you know..." Then he blushes.

"Um, we can kiss if you want."

	I grin at this. Oddly I didn't feel repelled by the idea, not since
the first day when Mike had jacked me off there on his bed. We had shared a
closeness that had become a bond,

	"You ready to go again?" I ask, though I can see that his little
cock is hard as a rock and throbbing with his hard beat as if we had not
cum only a few minutes before.

"Yeah, let me just get some more of that stuff on us." He answers and
stretches to grab for the lube.

His little hands expertly work the lube into my cock, then lifting his
legs, his finger starts to push into his own little ass pushing some of the
cream into it. Slowly as if teasing himself, his little finger moves in and
out a few times, then he grins.

	"You need to try it sometime, it feels really good when you put it
up your butt." He says. "There is this magic spot that makes you go all
tingly inside, and it makes your cock feel super good at the same time, so
when you get the tickles they are like a thousand times better."

	I just nod. At the moment all I feel like doing is feeling my
little cock hugged and squeezed by his little tight ass.

	Mike moves and grabs a pillow which he places beneath himself to
race his body some. Then he lifts his legs and bends them against his
chest.

	"Okay, climb on and put it in." He says.

	I move immediately to him and waste no time in clambering on to
him. I lay in the area between his folded legs, and with my free hand I
guide my very slick little boy cock to press on to his little ass.

The moment I touch its warmth I give out a little moan.

Mike helps out by reaching down and spreading his ass open for me. Then
with a little lift of his hips to line me up I start to press into
him. Once again I start to slide home, where my little cock belongs. Deep
with in the confines of Mike's little tight ass. There is enough lube in
there to make things easy. That and perhaps the previous pounding it had
taken make the task easier to accomplish this time as I do not feel as much
resistance to my penetration.

We both groan with the feeling as we become one again.

Our two little bodies joined fully in that almost divine union that only
two little friends at this age can experience. At the age where we did not
care about social implications or taboos. Just two children having fun and
doing something that made us feel so, so good, and so close to each other.

	"Its all the way in." I say, my voice full of wonder.

	"Yeah, I can feel you all the way in me." He answers.  "It feels
huge dude."

Then his face moves and our noses touch.

	"Want to try kissing for real?" He whispers. The sound of his
little boy voice whispering in a naughty way that only I can hear.

	I do not answer, I simply let my lips move to touch his, and we
melt together.  A huge shutter goes through me from head to toes and my
cock jumps hard in him with a sudden throb of joy as I feel all of his body
pressed to mine beneath me.

Almost unconsciously I start to pump my hips, to move back and forth. He
just lets me do all of the work, his little child cock trapped between our
flat little tummies and jumping from time to time as his ass muscles
clench.

Even as I move, our mouths continue to join, and his tongue is starting to
touch mine. If I thought his breath always smelled of mango, it definitely
tasted even sweater than that to me.

His little pants of breath mix with mine as we hold the kiss.

	I feel goose flesh cover me as I stroke softly into and out of
Mike. Where the last time I had fucked him like an express train, this time
I wanted to enjoy each and every single millimeter of our flesh touching
and rubbing.

This position giving me just that opportunity.

	My ears seem to numb with my horniness as we fuck so that all I can
hear is in part my own heart beating, Mike's little breath, and the little
bed softly and erotically squeaking beneath us.

And it sounds so magical and so naughty at the same time. We got a smoothes
and slow speed, so that I push in and out of him almost once per
second. The gruff sound of the bed springs beneath us seems to be groaning
out the word "grammar... grammar... grammar... grammar;" proclaiming the
fact that two children in grammar school are making love on top of it. The
clumsiness of youth replaced by the instinct that all humans possess during
sex.

	Beneath me, Mike seems to be trying to push upward and doing his
best to get as much of my four inch cock into himself with each in
stroke. At the same time he is trying to tilt his little ass up to give me
better access.

	Our lips pull apart for a moment only to allow us to breath deeply,
then I feel him shutter beneath me and almost hungrily his lips reach up to
mine again.

Even as we kiss he gives out a few childish sounding moans that could only
be categorized as blissful. Only a child in complete rapture and joy can
moan like that.

	Time seems to slow as we enjoy the moment with each other. But our
bodies tuned to that level of need almost automatically move in that sweet
rhythm that is dictated by the need and stimulation. With out realizing
when, our speed has accelerated to half again as much as before, so that I
can now clearly hear the constant and what I later would call a happy
medium fuck pace.

This gives the lube enough friction and heat to loosen up even more so that
my cock has even easier freedom of movement. The friction only arrested by
Mike's little ass as it squeezes of its own accord with his excitement.

	"Fuck dude, this is so hot!" I say panting.  "I can't believe just
how tight this feels."

	"I know man, just fuck me good. Just keep fucking me like that. You
are rubbing on that magic spot I told you about, and its feeling so yummy!"

He answers, his breath being pushed out between strokes so that his voice
races and falls to my in stroke.

I am starting to sweat with the exertion, and I don't care. I had rather
had a heart attack than stopped at that moment.

The heat between our tummies has generated some sweat as well that allows a
bit of actual stimulation to Mike's nine year old cock between us.

And he is starting to push up to try to rub it more franticly against my
tummy as I push into him.

	As I start to fuck him good and fast, I can actually hear little
kissing sounds, we and slick coming from his little lubed ass as the lube
has loosed up to an almost watery state.

I can also start to feel little air bubble push against and passed the
sensitive skin of my pistoning little ten year old cock. And I can actually
hear it at times a little farting sounds are made when air is forced out.

Then as I start to fuck him good, coming dangerously close to dislodging my
furiously pistoning ten year old erection from his squeezing nine year old
tight ass, I reverse course and make sure to slam hard into him.

Little meaty smack sounds are made by our skin, getting more slick sounding
as we break out in sweat.

The little bed starts to really protest beneath us as we fuck good. I
wondered if we might just break one of the boards supporting the spring, so
loud its insistent and constant squeaking had gotten.

Then suddenly Mike is becoming frantic, and desperate beneath my weight.

His pants come fast and out of control s if he was about to yell. It would
have seemed at any other time that he was scared and about to freak out.

But now, that sound intensifies my own need. I want my tickles, and I can
feel them just around the corner. Little twitches go through my ten year
old dickie even as it continues its frenetic pistoning, making me feel so
fucking wonderful.

	Mike's head roles from side to side, and then his little feet race
and he tries to hook them behind my back as if to pull me even closer to
him.

Suddenly letting out a very loud childish cry, his ass gives a suddenly
almost painful squeeze around my cock.

	I gasp, both in surprise at the violence of it, and at the sudden
level of adrenaline and pleasure this gives me. I feel in control of
Mike. I feel in awe at the same time that it has been me that brought him
to this moment of magic. I feel closer than ever to him.

	Catching his breath, Mike suddenly breaks out in little boyish
cries and squeals just as I start to cum in side of his ass.

	With a cry of passion of my own that sounds every bit as childish
as my ten years will demand I cling to my friend, grabbing on to his sides
and what ever my hands and fingers land on, and start to pound the living
shit out of him.

I don't know how fast I went, but if it was less than four thrusts per
second I would be surprised.

All I can hear is the smack smack smack smack smack over and over pounding
Mike with all the energy only elementary school age boys have during sex. I
gasp and pant for breath. My own little boy voice trembling and crying out
with my joy. I don't know whether to laugh or cry or both, the tickles are
feeling so incredible and yummy, making my little cock jump and jump, and
jump, and twitch furiously in Mike feeling me with joy and bliss.

I pound him so hard that my little balls would be a bit sore afterward as
they banged mercilessly against his ass.

But at the time I did not care, my orgasm seems to be holding me completely
rigid, my cock the hardest and most bloated it has ever been even as it
tries to spit something. My dry orgasm perhaps one of the best I will ever
have.

	But finally, as all things must, my orgasm starts to ebb like the
tide.

I find myself slowing down and coming back to reality to find little Mike
limp and gasping for breath beneath me.

As I finally collapse, I wondered if I had hurt him or something. But no
such thing, his own orgasm had been devastating.

	I can't move. For a long time I just lay with my full weight on
Mike until he starts to fuss, his little body trying to get the stretches
out.

Then reluctantly, and I mean very, I let my amazingly still hard ten year
old cock pull out of him.  His little ass seems to be trying to hold on to
it, and it its finally released with a wet little kissing sound.

	"Fuck!" I say and drop on the bed next to him.

	"Man, that was so, so ..." I can't even come up with words.

Mike just lays there panting and with his eyes half closed.

	"I thought the tickles were going to go on for ever." He says after
a few moments. "Your dick was jumping in me so hard that I could feel it
hitting that good spot in my ass so good. It would just bunch up against
it, and the tickles kept starting all over again."

	Lucky day for Mike. Though it is true that prepubescent children
are capable of serial orgasm, it is still a magical occurrence when it does
happen.

	I can't even answer him. I feel like telling him just how wonderful
it all had felt, but my brain seems to be on standby trying to recuperate
from that monumental child climax.

	"We got to take a shower before my parents come back." Mike says
after a moment and almost clumsily gets off the bed. He sways for a moment
and I wondered if he was going to fall down. But as I follow him out of
bed, I experience just what he did. I feel so out of it. Perhaps all the
hormones released during our orgasms making me a bit dizzy as my little
body tries to cope.

	I follow Mike into the bathroom, and he locks the door. Then he
runs a hot shower and with out a word we both jump in. With saying anything
we reach for each other and hug tightly under the hot spray. Then a moment
later our lips join softly in a silent kiss of little boy friendship.

Then we pull apart and quickly wash off.

It is not until we are rinsing that I notice Mike has a hard on again.

	"Let me do you this time." I say to him. Then quickly drop to my
knees in front of him, the water cascading over us.

I take his nine year old little cock into my mouth and start to work my
lips up and down it. It tastes of the perfume of the soap we have used, and
really it feels like a finger. Well, a larger than ever finger. As I work
on him, it jumps and throbs, and each time Mike lets out little "ohs"
quietly.

Moments later he is grasping my face and starts to face fuck me almost
desperately.

HE starts to quietly moan as he moves in and out. Then his little boy
groans intensify and race in volume, until he lets out a growl and his
little cock starts to jump in my mouth with his little dry orgasm.

The whole episode could not have taken more than a minute, so into each
other we were.

Oddly enough, my cock is only at half mast, but I decide that I had it for
a while.

Of course that would only last until I got home and recalled all of the
day's events. Then the little souvenir I had pilfered from Michelle's top
drawer.

	With another hug and deep kiss, we get out and start to dry off.

Back in the bed room, I check the time and almost jump. Its time to go or
mom will have a cow. I seemed to have missed lunch.

And shit, I do feel hungry after all of that work out.



	I get home and luckily mom has got company, so I don't get chewed
out for being late.

In fact, lunch is just about to get under way, so I am just in time.

But even as we eat, and I try to politely answer my mom's co-worker's
questions about me and my summer, my tummy is doing butter flies knowing
that I had Michelle's panties waiting for me in my room.

My little cock was rock hard all through out lunch, and felt actually a
little bit sore from being trapped in my undies for so long.

	Finally and mercifully lunch is over and I excuse myself to go to
my room.

I quickly lock my door and run to where I hid the panties. Pulling them out
I sniff at them, but only the clean scent of fabric softener and clothes
fills my nose. Then I run my fingers all over them, imagining what they
hold inside.

	Quickly I strip down to my undies and lay on my bed. Pulling the
panties to my face, I pull my undies out of the way and start to stroke my
hard cock. I breath in the clean scent of Michelle's panties as I
masturbate. Then stopping, I bring the crotch of them to my face, and start
to lick at it.

I imagine that Michelle is actually wearing them and that I am licking at
her the way I did with her brother's cock, but through her panties.

Then on an impulse I grab at the panties and wrap them around my ten year
old cock and start to use them to jack off.

I imagine that I am poking my cock through the leg and into Michelle's hot
and wet little pussy.

This thought gets me really going and I give out a savage yet childish
sounding growl as I explode into my little boy climax. Had I been able to
squirt, I have no doubt I had made a soggy mess out of the panties.

My orgasm leaves me shaky and still horny. So I quickly turn around and
bunch the panties under me on the bed. Placing my dick to the crotch of
them I start to hump my little bed fantasizing that I am on top of my dream
girl. For the next minute I keep it up, then as I am getting close to
Cumming, I start thinking that I am fucking Michelle. My breathing is quick
and towards the end I let out little groans which rise in volume and pitch
as I get nearer and nearer my tickles.

Then as I cum, I let out a silent scream of joy. This one is the best yet,
and my sixth orgasm of the day if I counted my first jack off of the day
when I woke up.

It leaves me exhausted and out of it to the point where I start to dose
off.

	To be continued


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