Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2006 15:40:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Charles Dickins <releasethemuseinme@yahoo.com>
Subject: Michael and the Twins Chapter 2

WARNING: As usual - This story contains consensual sexual acts between
adults and children.  If this sort of thing offends you then aren't you in
the wrong place?  The story is pure FICTION.  The characters are fictional
and the story is just ^Ö a story and no part is true in any way.  I do not
condone illegal sex with children.  Though little or no protection is used
in this story I always practice safe sex and would urge everyone who reads
this story to do the same.  I have it on good authority that masturbation
is always safe, unless you do it in a public place or on a bed of nails.

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Michael hardly seemed to have closed his eyes when he was awakened by the duvet
being lifted from his shoulders.  As he started to lift his head, a lith form
started to wriggle under the covers and snuggle up against him. The young body
against him was warm, soft and naked!  Michaels dick immediately started to
stir.

"Can I sleep with you tonight please?"  Peter asked, "I won't be a bother".
"Course," Michael whispered wrapping the young boy in has arms and positioning
the two of then into the spoon position.  Michael's rapidly stiffening cock was
between them and his hands started to gently caress the boys sides and thighs,
his thumbs easing into the groin lightly touching the sensitive base of the
scrotum. Peter let out a low moan and turned to face Michael.  In the dim light,
Michael could see the boys eyes glistening, alive with love, or was it lust?

Peter's hand touched the tip of Michael's cock making it jump and then started
to stroke down the length of it slowly.
"You've got a stiffy to."
"Yes, its your fault."  Michael chuckled.
"What we did earlier in the bath"
"Yes, I'm sorry if I did something you didn't want me to."
"You have to be kidding!" exclaimed the boy, "that was the best thing ever.
Please say you'll do it again. You've just got to."
Michael laughed, "Anytime, anytime you want my love."
Peter's hand was working on his penis, almost unconsciously, and the sensations
shooting through his body left Michael almost gasping for air.  He could hardly
believe what was happening to him.  A few hours ago, he had tasted the forbidden
flesh of two fabulous boys and then exploded into the sort of orgasm he'd only
read about.  Now, one of those boys had crawled naked into his bed and was
treating his dick like a plaything.  Peter's hand cupped itself over his glans.
"Its wet," he whispered in surprise, "is it pee?"
"No my love, its called pre-cumm.  It makes it slippery and easier to use
for making love."
Michael took hold of Peter's hand and brought it to his lips and licked the
sticky fluid from his hand.
"Whats it taste like!" Peter asked earnestly.

"Try it," Michael replied, expecting the boy to wet his hand again.  To his
surprise though, Peter lowered his head to the tip if his cock and took the
head in his mouth and started to lap at the pisshole.

Michael flicked the duvet off his legs and moaned rather more loudly that
he had intended. The moist mouth left his glans, "you okay?"

"Okay is an understatement," Michael gasped "you are sensational young man.
So, how's it taste?"
Peter's face appeared close to Michael's, "Hmmmmmmmm, dunno, I might need to
check it somemore."  Michael couldn't see the boys cheeky grim so well, but
he knew it was there, all the way across that lovely face.
"Why's it called pre-cumm?"

"Well, precumm is slippery and gets you ready but cumm, when you orgasm
(like you did in the bath) though, it has sperm in it too and there is more
and it spurts out, not just leaks out."

Michael nearly leapt out of his skin, another mouth had enveloped the end
of his penis.  William, unknown to Michael, had been watching an listening
for some time and really didn't see why he needed to be left out of the
fun!  Slurping over the end before lifting his head, William clearly liked
the taste too.

"Hell of a leak you've got there Uncle Mike," he smiled, licking his lips.
Before he could blink, Peters form leaped across his body at his twin
brother and they tumbled to the floor and slammed into the wardrobe door.

"You went first in the bath!" Peter screamed, "Its my turn to go first this
time."

"F-u-c-k o-f-f!" was the swift reply.

Michael threw himself into the melley, grabbing at what he could, emerging
with Peter under his right arm round the waist and William, sort of
upsidedown, left arm surrounding his thighs and pubic area. They kicked
like fury.

"Quite!" Michael commanded "you'll wake your Mum and if you down stop kicking, I'll
drop you both."

Michael stumbled and fell onto his backside with the two boys on top of
him.  Quickly the scrambled into an embrace, one twin in each arm and the
all started to laugh.  The potential problem of explaining to their Mum,
Suzanna, why they were cavorting and wrestling around the bedroom naked hit
the three of them at the same time.  The shared the joke for a few seconds,
tittering over silly observations.

"Just tell her its WWF."
"What naked?"
"and with stiffies?" (more cuckles).

"Listen guys," Michael said, trying to be a bit serious "if its what you
want, this is something we can share, all together, the three of us
...... if you want."

The tightening hugs meant that the torrent of pleases, yeses, thank yous
and whats and whens were entirely superfluous.  The three naked friends lay
back, Mickael in the middle, one boys head resting on each shoulder.  His
hands roamed over the areas of their bodies he could reach and idly
carressing the boys nipples.  The boys in turn were each exploring his
body.  His chest, his nipples, his naval and, of course, every now and then
without wanting to appear that they were lingering, his dick and balls.
They stroked and poked and squeezed and teased.  Michael's cock was rigid
as a flag pole,his eyes tight shut, his mind awash with pleasure.

"Uncle Mike."
"Yes Peter"
"You said you cumm when you orgasm like we did in the bath?"
"Yep but you won't be able to make sperm for a bit yet, but the feelings
are just as great."
"Do you cumm, like sperm?"
"yep"
"Can we see it?"
Michael let loose a long sigh.

"Peter, put the lamp on, if you want to see properly that is.  William, you
lie beside me ....... yep down a bit, your face nned to be near my willy
and I want to get at yours too."

William positioned himself as he was told and immediately reached out and
started stroking Michael's raging hard on.  "Wait, not yet," he whispered,
knowing this wouldn't be going to take too long once they got going.

"Now you the same on the other side Peter."

"Okay, this is how this will work - and no arguments, I'm sure everyone
will get to 'take their turn' more than once before the week's out."  The
boys chuckled, hands everywhere, touching, stroking whilke trying to make
it seem almost accidental.  "Peter, you get to do the dick cos you asked
the question, William, you can play with my balls or anything else that
takes you interest.  Me, I'll handle both of you at this end."

Michael gave each butt a swift pat.
"Okay Peter, hand round the shaft and start working it up and down."
"oh, wanking."
Yes .... how nicely put!"

Gently, carefully, Michael started to instruct the boys on giving pleasure.
Peter was absorbed in Michael's tool, lengthening or shortening,
accelerating and slowing his strokes almost instinctively.  Michael could
feel his breath on the tip of his penis and occasionally, the moistness of
his tongue or mouth as Peter sampled his pouring fluids.  Michael took
William in his mouth, repeating the treatment he had given the boy's
boyhood just a couple of hours earlier.  This tims though, he pulled the
boy's body over his face and started to lap between the boys balls and
butt, his tongue eventially working its way into his crevice and flicking
at his puckered hole.  With his other hand, Michael worked at Peter's
stiffy, carressing the prick, working the foreskin back and forth over the
head, nipping the tiny balls in their sack and probing at his butthole.
William kneeded Michaels balls, feeling their form weight and, copying
Michael's ministrations, explored his crack and hole.

Michael's butt started to lift off the mattress and Peter's hand moved
faster and faster on his shaft. William's hands seemed to be flying all
over Michaels groin and his hips bucked and thrust his whole package in and
out of Michael's mouth almost savagely. Michael's fingers worked on Peter's
small cock struggling to keep in sych with the boys increasingly frezid
movements.  William experianced his orgasm just fraction of a second before
Michael splattered his stomach and chest, and the boy's faces, with spurt
after spurt of his love juice.  Before the last stream shot from Michael's
dick, Peter himself joined the other two in the final throws of his
ecstacy.

The boys shifted position, squatting alongside his chest.
"You spunked on my face," whispered Peter.
"Mine too." William chuckled.

Michael sat up and in turn, kissed each boy firmly on the lips before
licking the cumm from their faces.  Peter then bent his head towards
Michael's stomach, "I want to taste."

Peter's tongue flicked onto Michael's stomach and chest, joined barely a
second later by his twin's. After a short conference which came to the
conclusion the both liked it, the two tongues returned to Michael's torso,
this time lapping eagerly, each boy not wanting to lose out on his share of
the spoils.  Michael laid back and sighed.  When they had finished, the
boys snuggled alongside Michael and they drifted off to sleep.

That was how Suzanna Grey found them when she quietly prised open the door
to wake them.  Her eyes drank in the scene, Michael Devlin, naked on top of
the spare mattress, his arms around her naked sons who snuggled peacefully
against him.  Williams hand rested carelessly in Michaels lap and she could
see Peter had a decent enough morning glory.  The duvet was in a heap
against the wardrobe door and the room had a familiar odour.  Not the
normal mix of boy, talc, Lynx and socks, but the scent of passion and sex.
Suzanna Grey closed the door with a faint click and leaned back against it.
It was clear what had gone on it that room overnight, but equally it was
clear from their positions and the looks on their faces that far from being
coerced into doing Michael's bidding, her twins were blissfully happy and
at peace.  Hell, it wouldn't surprise her if they hadn't set things in
motion.  A smile came over her face.

She wasn't sure exactly what she was going to do, but she knew that she was
okay, no, almost pleased that the relationship between Michael and the boys
was growing stronger and stronger.  No she would let them keep their
secret, at least for now.  Quietly going back down the passageway, she went
downstairs doing a fair impression of a baby elephant and clattered around
the kitchen preparing breakfast until she heard the bathroom door close and
the drum of water hitting the shower floor.