Date: Thu, 12 Jun 2003 10:01:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Van Essa <vanityfair44@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mikey Likes It! Part 1

DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting homosexual acts involving young men
and boys. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU
ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL
OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related
to any person or persons living or deceased.

Mikey Likes it!

When I was 12 years old and my brother Steve was 15 our mom died from some
strange cancer that we only knew about for 3 months. My dad, Steve and I
were all devastated but I think that it affected me the most as being the
"baby" of the family I was really close to mom. Steve had girl friend to
talk to and be comforted by and dad was just expected to "hold up" but I
felt very alone with no one to comfort me.

About a week after the funeral I asked Steve if I could sleep with him
because I was feeling lonely. He said "sure kid" and I hopped into bed with
him. Steve only wore his undershorts to bed, no shirt, and wanting to be
like him, that's how I was dressed that night. I kind of cuddled up next to
him and eventually laid my head on his hairless chest. It felt pretty nice
to me and I found myself running my hand over his chest and tummy just for
something to do. Mom breast fed up until we were about 18 months old and I
found myself thinking about how i loved to run my little hand over mom's
beautiful tits when she let me suckle. I asked Steve, "Do you remember how
nice mom's tits were?". "Yeah they sure looked good. I really liked to see
her in her bra and panties when she was getting dressed. She never seemed
to mind that we were in the room, did she?". I replied," I used to get
excited seeing her nipples get hard and kind of poke out of her sweater
when the room was cold or dad played a little grab ass with her in the
kitchen."

"Speaking of hard nipples", Steve said, "mine are like little rocks." With
that I moved my hand from his tummy up to his left tit and sure enough it
was like a stone. I kind of pinched it and gave it a little twist. Steve
purred so I kept on rubbing it and he whispered "don't you dare stop that."
Not only did I not stop, my head was lying on his right tit so I lifted it
up, turned slightly, and began nibbling, sucking, and lashing at his nipple
with my tongue. This was great! Almost like mom's. Maybe I was just born to
suck. Whatever, Steve was going nuts. "Do it more Mikey! Do it more! Both
sides, suck harder, bite me, Oh Mikey!"

Steve's big hand was on my back massaging it and encouraging me to keep
sucking on his tits. It felt really good. I sure didn't fell alone
anymore. After what seemed like an hour of making my brother squirm with my
tongue at his chest he said that I had given him a major hardon. "What?" I
said. "is a hardon". "You know, you've made my cock as hard as a rock. Go
ahead, check it out man." With that he lifted my left hand from his tit and
placed it right on the front of his undershorts. Man was I surprised. Only
knowing my little pecker and seeing my brother's limp in the bath or
something I did not realize how big a man's cock could get. This thing was
at least 6 1/2 inches long and about as big around as a polish sausage.

I let my thumb and finger tips measure the girth and I traced it's length
repeatedly from the base at Steve's balls to the tip reaching almost to his
hip. I kept doing that and I felt Steve tensing it up and then relaxing it
making it bounce up and down in his pants.  "Rub my nuts Mikey,please!"
Steve moaned. With that I reached way down and grabbed a handful of
balls. I found that I liked massaging his nuts almost as much as I liked
rubbing his cock through his shorts. This was heavenly to me and I would
have been happy to stay right there forever.

Steve had other ideas. He pulled my hand away from its travels up and down
his dick and quickly pushed his undershorts down halfway to his knees. With
my head still on his chest and the light coming through the window from the
streetlight I could see his magnificent pole rising at a steep angle from
his belly. Even in the dark the thing looked gorgeous and I could not stop
myself from grabbing it with my soft hand again.

This time as I traced my fingers from base I found it wet and slippery
right at the tip. I twirled my finger through the juice and Steve explained
all about precum and how it makes everything slippery so that it will go in
easier. Being curious and having a lot of it on my finger, I gave it a
taste. Man this stuff was nice. Silky, slippery and just a bit salty,
yum. I sure hoped that there was more were that came from and I went back
to rubbing Steve's big boner.

I loved the way Steve wiggled his hips around as I stroked him. After
awhile I wrapped my hand around his throbbing meat instead of just rubbing
it with my fingers. With all of the precum on it my hand just glided up and
down his shaft. Every once in awhile I would let go of his dick and give
his sack a short massage and I liked feeling his balls roll around in my
hand. "Stroke me Mikey!" Steve moaned and I returned to pulling the pole. I
felt it throb two or three times and then a huge load of juice shot out and
landed in front of my face still resting on Steve's chest. A few more burst
shot forth and soon there was a column of sticky stuff from his dick to my
face. I let my fingers play in his stuff and it felt different from the
precum. Thicker and more gooey. I scooped some up and it all wanted to
cling to my fingers together. I stuck my hand in my mouth and proceeded to
lick my finger clean. While different form the crystal precum the white goo
tasted good to me too.

"That's called come, sperm, spooge. Is it good Mikey?" I answered by
lifting my head and licking his belly clean. I slurped it all up and then
finished by giving his belly a prolonged tongue bath. "That was incredible
brother!" Steve said."yeah it was I told him." Then I rolled away and went
to sleep with the taste of come on my lips. Maybe I was born to eat come
and to suck. Time would tell.

More to come........

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