Date: Tue, 29 May 2001 22:04:58 -0500
From: daved1986@hotmail.com
Subject: Mouse and TJ

If you are under 18 then you shouldn't read this or you might get a stiffy.
No really, if you are under 18 or 21 or whatever your country says then
don't read it ok. There I said it. Now, if you like my story you could
write me to tell me at daved1986@hotmail.com

Mouse and TJ

It was not uncommon for Mouse and TJ to be babysat by the neighbour Mr
Quickman. It was uncommon however, for the boy's mother to ask Mr Quickman
to look after the boys overnight. In fact it was never done. So Mr Quickman
knew that it had to be an emergency.

The boy's father worked on fishing boats and was often away for days at a
time, as the boat that he was on went in search of that illusive big catch.

Mr Quickman was painting the den when Suzie, that's the boy's mum, came
rushing in asking if he could mind the boys. Suzie's dad had just been
rushed to hospital with chest pains and Suzie really needed to be with her
dad during this time of concern. She didn't want to lose him as she had
lost her mum, without saying goodbye.

Mouse and TJ entered the room gingerly. They were not sure what was going
on.  They liked Mr Quickman, and were often found, when not home, at their
neighbour's house, in front of the TV with a glass of milk and heaps of
cookies. It's just that, well, mum had to go awfully fast and the boys
didn't know what to do.

"Don't just stand there, grab a brush". Mr Quickman had broken the silence.
With that they both grabbed a brush and dipped it in the paint. My Quickman
hurriedly showed TJ how to wipe the brush on the side of the can, so as not
to drip paint everywhere. At 9 years old, Mouse knew how to do this; he had
helped his dad in the garage before.  But TJ at 6 hadn't had that
opportunity yet.

They all painted in the den for quite a while until Mr Quickman suggested
it was time to knock off and get cleaned up for dinner. He then turned
around to look at the boys to discover that there was more paint on the
boys than on the wall, or seemingly so.

"Well', he said, "looks like you two need a bath before we go out for
pizza". And with that, he left the room to go start the bath.  "Who is
going to be first"? He said returning.

"Mum usually lets us have a bath together". TJ said.  "Yeah, she says it
saves water and she only has to clean up the mess after one bath" Mouse
squeaked in.

"Ok, boys, you win". Laughed Mr Quickman. The boys turned to one another
and grinned.

In the bathroom both boys slipped their clothes off while waiting for Mr
Quickman to finish mixing the water to a temperature not too hot and not
too cold.  First undoing the laces of their joggers and kicking them into a
heap in one corner of the room.  Then off with the socks of smelly little
boy's feet. Next it was the t-shirts up over the heads to expose the lovely
chest of Mouse and the singlet of TJ. "Can you help me with this Mouse?"
asked TJ.  "Sure", Mouse said as he helped his brother take it off.

Without hesitation, both boys hooked their fingers into the bands of their
shorts and whipped both them and their briefs down in one go.

The boys got into the bath and faced each other and Mr Quickman gathered up
their clothes and went to throw them in the wash. " Can we play with each
others willies in here Mouse" asked TJ eagerly.  "Ok"' said Mouse, "But
let's be careful that Mr Q doesn't see us".

With that, TJ reached out to his brother's penis and wrapped his hand
around the stiff little pole. He started to pull it hard. "Ouch", Mouse
said. "Remember I told you to be gentle". "Like this". He said. And he
gently slid his hand up to his brother's dick and started to rub softly
until his brother too was very stiff.

Mouse then grabbed the soap and moved his hand under TJ's ballsac. He
rubbed around the balls for a while and then moved the soap to TJ's ass
crack where he continued to rub softly. "Got to make sure you are nice and
clean all over" Mouse said. He then slipped a well- soaped finger inside
the hole that had been waiting for it.  TJ Moaned and started to work
harder on his brothers dick.

Mouse wanted to do more with his brother so badly but knew he would have to
wait till later when they were alone in the bed and TJ was nearly asleep
before he would get his wish.

You could do anything to TJ when he was nearly asleep. Once he kissed him
right on the mouth and even put his tongue in like he saw them do on the
movies. He didn't like it that much but maybe he would like it more with TJ
if he was more awake and would push his tongue into Mouses mouth too.

"Hurry up you boys, or we will miss the pizza place. I got to have a shower
before we go you know". Yelled Mr Q.

"Why don't you come have a shower with us in here too", said mouse" We
won't look, I promise". He said.

" I don't know that I should boys, don't know if it would be right". Said
Mr Q.

"Its alright with us", yelled TJ. Secretly they wanted to see what Mr Q
looked like nude. Did he have a big one like dad? Is he really hairy like
their uncle?  The boys always like to compare the men's bodies that they
saw and wonder what they will look like when they grow up too.

Mr Q finally relented and said, "Well ok, just so we don't miss the pizza
place". And then he came into the bathroom and stripped down to his
underwear. Mr Q looked ok.  Not too much flab around the stomach and not a
lot of hair, which was really good because the boys didn't like hair
much. He pulled down his briefs to expose a dick that was softly nestled
amongst a bush of really dark hair. Funny that, since Mr Q has got light
brown hair on his head but dark stuff down below.

Mouse was secretly wondering what Mr Q's dick would feel like and if Mr Q
liked to play with his penis as much as Mouse did? He was also wondering
what it was like to kiss the man and whether the whiskers hurt or were soft
like the hair that cushioned Mr Q's dick.  The boys hurriedly washed
themselves and then each other's backs while Mr Q had a steamy shower in
the other corner of the bathroom. When they thought they were finished, Mr
Q was just emerging from the fog of steam that the shower had produced. He
had a towel and was drying the front of his body, hiding his dick behind
the towel, much to Mouses disappointment.

"You boys need to wash your hair too, get all the paint out", "Do you need
help with that'?

"I can do mine", said Mouse, wanting to prove that he was big enough, "But
TJ whines when I try to do his, so mum usually does it".

"I will do TJ's then", said Mr Q, "you just take care of your own". And
with that, Mr Q's towel dropped to the floor and he walked to the bath to
wash TJ's hair.  Mouse got a great look at Mr Q's dick then, just before he
got shampoo in his eyes and had to close them to get it out.

The boys then got out of the bath and dressed in the other clothes that mum
had left for them. They bundled up warm and went to the pizza place where
they had the nicest supreme pizza that they ever tasted.

When they got back to Mr Q's house, they checked the answer machine to find
a message from their mum. She had to stay there and would probably be home
late the next day. Her dad was ok, but needed to stay in hospital for a few
days.

Mum hadn't thought to leave any Pyjamas with Mr Q and they didn't have a
key to the house to get some more. No matter said Mr Q, you can sleep in
your briefs tonight.

Both the boys were tired and were going to sleep on the lounge during the
evening movie so Mr Q decided to put them to bed. He had a double bed in
the spare room for any visiting couples, and he quietly picked up a
sleeping TJ, stripped him down to his briefs and placed him gently
inside. Mouse had followed him into the room and started to strip down too
but obviously needed a little help since he was so tired.

When Mr Q had placed both boys in the bed, he gently kissed each boy on the
forehead, turned the light off and walked back to the lounge room to watch
the end of the movie.

"Hey TJ are you really asleep"? Asked Mouse.  "No, but I am a bit tired,
but I just miss mum and wanted to be alone with you so you can tell me it's
ok. I didn't want to cry in front of Mr Q because he would think I am a
baby".

Mouse wrapped his arms around his little brother and gave him a nice warm
hug. He kissed him on the lips and TJ kissed back.

"Wanna try something different"? Mouse said.  "What"? TJ asked "Wanna kiss
like they do in the movies, you know with our tongues and everything"?
"Ok". Said TJ and with that he kissed his brother again and moved his head
around a lot.

"Not like that, dopey" said Mouse when he had come up for air. "Like this".
He grabbed TJ's head gently in his hands and kissed him softly on the lips.
Once twice and then the third time he pushed his tongue into his brother's
mouth. TJ naturally opened his mouth to accept his brother's tongue and to
make contact with his own tongue. After a little while, Mouse's tongue
retracted into his own mouth quickly pursued by TJ's who wanted to make an
exploration of his own.

They broke breathlessly and both at the same time went "WOW" TJ told Mouse
that he was hard now even without Mouse playing with it. Mouse then grabbed
TJ's hand and put it on his own brief clad member to show TJ that he too
had enjoyed the kiss.

They both removed their briefs and rubbed their dicks together in a close
embrace.  Mouse again initiated a kiss and TJ pushed his tongue further
into Mouse's mouth that they thought possible. It wasn't long before both
boys were humping their dicks against the other boy's body in great
excitement.

"Wanna suck me"? Asked Mouse. TJ responded eagerly as he loved the taste
and feel of his brother's member inside his mouth. This is heaven, thought
Mouse.

Pretty soon, tiredness overtook them both and they were sound asleep. TJ
fell asleep with Mouse still in his mouth, but as he slept, the boy fell
out and the dick was resting against his little brother's cheek. TJ had his
arms hugging his brother's lower body and his head against the older boys
tummy, looking down.

When Mouse awoke the next morning however, both boys had their heads back
on the pillows and the blankets up high around their chins. Mouse realized
that Mr Q must have come into the room during the night and covered them
again. Oh no, he thought.  Mr Q knows what we do. He gingerly dressed,
trying not to wake his brother, and made his way to the kitchen to find Mr
Q sitting eating cereal and reading the morning paper.

"Good morning Mouse" he said. "Sleep well"?

"Ummm, yeah I guess so", said Mouse warily.

"Glad to hear it", said Mr Q. "Glad I checked on you before I went to bed
too, your brother would have been awfully cold otherwise. And don't worry;
I had a little brother too once, so your secret is safe with me. As a
matter of fact, anytime you guys want to do that, and can't find privacy at
home, well just come over here and use that room, no worries.

Mouse ran to the other side of the table and threw his arms around Mr Q and
said "Thanks a lot", "sometimes it's hard, you know, to get alone with
him".  With that he showed his gratitude again by giving Mr Q a big kiss
right on the lips.

I was right thought Mouse. The whiskers are nice when you are kissing.