Date: Tue, 9 Mar 2004 21:31:49 EST
From: Storywounder8@aol.com
Subject: Return of the lost brother 2 by Ted Adams Young (T/t,mast,oral,anal,incest)

The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between young males.
If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this
story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you
are not allowed to read this story by law.

It's up to you whether this story is purely a work of fiction or true but
if resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have
occurred, is purely coincidental. Moreover, none of the actions of the
characters in this story is meant to condone, approve, or sanction their
behavior.

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     I awoke early the next mourning with Mickey still lying naked in my
arms. The sun had just started to rise and coming through the windows made
his skin sparkle like gold. Holding him I gently kissed him as I rubbed his
side. I now knew he was the most beautiful person I had ever know and I
couldn't understand why it took me so long to notice.

    We had fallen asleep after the best love making I had ever had. No one
not even any of my girlfriends or Stacy our house cleaner ever came close
to giving me the love that Mickey had shown me.

     Getting up I kissed him again and went to the bathroom to take a
piss. As I was pissing I noticed the juices left on my body from Mickey's
and my wild night so I decided to jump into the shower. I was in the shower
all of three minutes when I heard Mickey's voice behind me.

     "Why didn't you wake me?" He asked sleepily.

     "Because it's four thirty in the mourning and you don't have to get up
yet." I said.

     "Oh." He yawned and stretched bending backwards and raising his
arms. "I didn't notice." He said. As he stretched my eyes went down to that
lovely penis of his and saw he was as hard as a rock. In noticing made mine
hard in seconds.

     "But if your going to shower then I want to too." He said

     "Well then get in here." I replied.

     With Mickey in the shower with me we started to wash each other and
within minutes I found that washing was no longer what I or he
wanted. Mickey looked up into my eyes with his beautiful green eyes that he
got from our mother and I just melted. Bring my lips down to his we
kissed. Our tongues found each others as our hands began to roam.

     "Why don't we go back to bed." Mickey asked breaking the kiss.

     Knowing what he meant and just wanting to hear him say it and to be
the smartass that I always am I said. "Why you tired?"

     "Tired! Who said anything about sleeping?" He said.

     We both got out and dried off watching each other. Mickey's body was
so formed for an almost eight an a half year old, it must have been from
going to the gym with our father all those years. Even when I lived at home
when I was a kid my father belonged to a fitness center and brought me with
him almost every Saturday and I could tell Mickey must have taken my
place. Because when he moved he had just barely any baby fat on him with a
perfect six pack which is almost unheard of for a eight year old. His chest
was already showing signs of filling out as was his shoulders right down to
his legs. His cute bubble butt was tight but not so much that it wasn't
childish. Our father had a lot of pride in his boys even me when I lived
there he just took it a little bit father with Mickey. He still had the
same crew cut that mom made me get when I was his age.

     "Are you coming?" Mickey asked.

     I had been standing there admiring him and hadn't even noticed that he
had walked out of the bathroom and before I could snap out of it he came
running back in and slapped me on the ass.

      `Smack!' echoed though out the room as the little shit took off
running. Mickey knows that everyone in our family loves to wrestle and I'm
no different. I chased Mickey back into my room where he jumped onto the
bed.

     "Oh you little shit!" I said grinning, "You are so dead!" and leaped
onto the bed after him. He was giggling so hard that I had no trouble
pinning him down. I started tickling him right under the ribs sending him
into a fit of squeals and giggles.

     "Oh god, Timmy, oh please STOOOOOOOP!!!" he screamed and giggled at
the same time, "Ah I'm goanna PISS MY SELF!!!"

     I stopped for a second and let him start to catch his breath and let
the giggles diminish before I started in on him again.

     His squeals and laughter filled my bedroom and for the first time I
realized how much I enjoyed it. There is nothing on earth that can compare
to Mickey's laughter. After I completed the second round of tickling, I
kept him pinned down with one arm across his chest. I raised my head and
looked down towards his dick. Mickey was still standing at attention which
surprised me because I had gone soft.

     "You mean to tell me that after all that, you still have a stiffy?" I
grinned at him.

     "Yup" he said with a grin, still trying to catch his breath.

      Turning onto my side I faced him and let my hand slide onto his
tummy. Man. So soft. I couldn't stop myself if I tried nor did I want to. I
began to move my hand in a small circle on his abdomen. He simply looked at
me smiling. Moving up onto his small chest I started to use my fingertips,
swirling around his little dime-sized nipples, feeling them stiffen at my
touch. When I looked at his face again, his eyes were closed. His mouth was
hanging open just a little and he would sigh gently when my fingers came
into contact with his nipples.

     "Feel good, buddy?" I asked.

     "Yeah" he said, barely a whisper. "Please. More"

     Getting on my knees facing him I began to use both hands to tweek his
nipples.

     "Ahhhhhh yea" he whispered, barely audible.

     I kept my right hand on his chest, sweeping back and forth while my
left hand wandered down to his tummy, slowly and deliberately working my
way down feeling his hips his legs. Working to the left, then to the right
of his little pecker, watching it bounce to his heartbeat. I know he wanted
me to touch him there, but I was enjoying teasing him. He was moving his
little hips, hinting at me to touch it, but willing not to ask me to. After
a few more minutes I decided to go ahead and ease his torture. Bringing my
fingers over his throbbing little dick I brought them down the tip and
slowly slid them down to the base and back again.

     "Ahhhh" he whispered.

     Removing my right hand from his chest I took hold of his young cock
and began to gently massage up and down. I used my left hand and began to
massage his sweet little sack. I marveled at how he was an exact copy of me
when I was younger.

     "Ahhhhyeah" he said audibly.

     "Hows that feel, bud?"

     "Man, it's great' incredible!"

     With that, I began to feel Mickey in earnest. Rubbing his chest and
arms, stroking his little pecker, balls and crotch, running my fingers
across his sweet little tummy. All the while he moaned and sighed. I then
turned towards him and lay down beside him, still stroking and fondling his
stiff prick. I touched my lips to his chest and he jumped slightly, but
didn't say anything. I took his left nipple into my mouth and was rewarded
with a gentle sigh as I swirled my tongue around it. I removed my left hand
from his prick and dipped down between his legs until I found his tight
little anus. I gently began to massage the tight hole while I licked his
young chest.

     "aaaaaaahhh yes" he moaned as his head slowly rocked back and forth.

     Still sucking his chest, I maneuver my hands and knees and began to
kiss his little chest, working my way down to his navel, which I
immediately stuck my tongue in while I maneuvered between his legs and laid
down. looking up I saw he was watching me intensely, smiling waiting.

     "Suck me. Please!" he bagged.

     I grinned back, then without hesitation I took his hard little tool
into my mouth and sucked it down to the base, wrapping my tongue around it
and began to bob up and down. Mike's head fell back to the bed, his sweet
soprano voice sighing.

"Oooooooh yea" he sighed.

     On the next down stroke I sucked his little balls into my mouth,
tonguing his entire package. He arched his back and cried out in pleasure
and before he knew what was happening, I removed my mouth from his cock and
balls and began to tongue his crotch. I had actually never done this before
but had heard of it and I couldn't tell you what came over me, I just did
it. Working my way down, flicking my tongue under his sack then sucking his
balls into my mouth and releasing them I continuing downward. His reaction
bent his little legs, allowing me better access to his crotch. The textures
and smells were fantastic, I couldn't have stopped my next move if I
tried. I grabbed his legs behind the knees and pushed upward, his little
anus was revealed in an instant. Oh God how beautiful. I had fucked it last
night but hadn't seen it yet. My head was reeling. God he is so wonderful
why did I take so long to notice.

     I speared his hot little flower with my tongue, sinking it in as far
as I could push it, tongue fucking him in and out, in and out.  Grabbing
his cock I began to stroke it. Mickey went into sensory overload, crying
out again and again, his lithe young frame squirming, bucking on the bed. I
replaced my tongue with a finger, gently massaging, probing slightly. Being
new at this I was being extra careful not to hurt him. Returning my
attention to his steel-hard tool I sucked it quickly into my mouth and
began to bob up and down, faster, faster.

     "aaaaahhhh shit man! aaaafaster! aaaaah!" he cried as he arched his
back.

     I was surprised at Mickey's language I had never heard him swear
before. It was something both my parents were dead against. But I knew he
was only acting on his feelings. So I just did his bidding and increased
the tempo of my strokes while tightening my lips, putting more pressure on
his dick. In my mouth his dick began to spasm as he arched his back so hard
his ass lifted off the bed. His little cock sang in my mouth, spasming
again and again struggling to ejaculate sperm I thought he was too young to
produce. But before he stopped I felt a little liquid squirt into my
mouth. It had no thickness to it but I was surprised to get anything at
all, must have been all those years of practice.

     Lost in his almost dry orgasm Mickey cried out until his pecker
finally ceased to spasm. He then relaxed onto the bed completely drained,
trying to catch his breath, repeating "ahhhhhhh shit" with each exhale.

     I rose above him and placed my hand on his forehead and ran my fingers
through his hair...God he was so beautiful I thought as I kissed him on the
forehead.

     "Man that was so great!" he breathed. "Can we please, please do it
again?"

Unlike older boys and men, Mickey's dick didn't go soft but remained
hard. One of the things I love about his age is that he can have multiple
orgasms without having to recharge.

    Lowering my body onto his I gently rub my cock against his smooth
belly. It's hard to describe the sensations his breath on my neck, his
still-hard penis poking my balls, his so soft chest! I put my face into his
hair and breathed deeply and began to kiss the top of his head. Working
down to his soft neck I began to suck, kiss and lick. My dick slipping
through his legs rubbing up against his balls as I started a slow but
steady up and down. His dick poking me at just above mine as I went down.

     "When your ready to cum I want you to squirt it on me?" he whispered
in my ear, the thought of it obviously turning him on. "Come on big brother
make it squirt, squirt it all over me!"

     His words were all I needed as my first load shot out right over his
dick and balls coating them with one big blast. The next ones hitting him
on his chest and his chin. Mickey reached around and grabbed my ass with
both hands and arched to meet my thrusts. As my second shot landed on his
chest, he began to cry out with his second orgasm. We moaned together as I
covered his narrow chest and belly with my load. He looked cute covered
from head to dick with my cum. I started at his neck licking every part of
his body stopping only to nibble on one tit then the other. By the time I
reached his dick Mickey was begging for more.

     "Timmy I want you inside me... Please." He beg. "Please fuck me I need
you to."

     Again I was surprised by his language but seeing the lust in his face
I just took him. Raising both his legs up he grabbed them and hugged them
to him. His beautiful hole came into view and I dived for it. Plunging my
tongue in as far as it would go. Mickey screamed in delight wiggled all
around. I had to grab him or he would have fallen off the bed. I licked him
for about five minutes until Mickey was screaming for me to stick it in
him. By this time I too was charged and ready to go. Putting some oil on my
dick I lined up and pushed my dick home. I was so excited I forgot to take
it easy and planted my dick all the way in with one quick push. I only
stopped when my balls hit his ass. Mickey took in a big breath of air and
tensed up but relaxed quickly. I stopped when I made contact and it told me
what I just did.

     "Are you okay Mickey. I'm sorry I just forgot."

     "It's... Okay..." He said though deep breaths. I waited for a second to
make sure he was okay and then started a nice and slow rhythm.

     It only took a second before Mickey had grabbed my ass and started
pushing me in faster. But it was when he started yelling for me to fuck him
harder that I lost control. I started pounding him with everything I had
forcing his little frame into the bed and up to the head board before he
couldn't go any farther. Now that he was stuck between the head board and
my pounding dick I proceed to pound him. Mickey seemed to love it still
yelling for me to give him more. I had felt him come at least twice so far
and could tell he was heading for his third. I was getting closer but knew
I didn't do back to back orgasms well so I new this would be a long fuck.

     With Mickey's legs now resting on my shoulders and his screams now
down to low horse voice and his body shuttering after his fourth orgasm of
this pounding I was giving him, I was getting tired. I was almost ready to
give up thinking I couldn't cum again so soon when I finally felt it let
lose in his ass. My balls finally emptied, I collapsed into his arms where
we laid together not speaking trying to catch our breaths. Looking at the
clock I could see that I had fucked Mickey for over twenty minute's. Slowly
pulling my cock out I tried to get off of Mickey, but in the process he
squealed in pain. Jumping to his side I asked if he was all right.
     "I'm okay." He said gritting his teeth. "It's just my ball's hurt."

     Getting a closer look I could see why. Because Mickey's ball had
turned a nasty shade of black and blue. I guess when I was pounding him I
didn't make sure not to pound his balls.

     "Mickey I sorry." I said not sure what else I could do.

     "It's okay. Dad did the same thing once to. But it was worth it, it
felt so good. I'm just so tired now."

     Carefully pulling Mickey into my arms It would take only a few minutes
before I heard him snoring away. Looking at the clock I could see it was
just before seven, the time I'd usually got him up for school, but I knew
today he would be staying home with me.

     I was sound asleep when Mickey started shaking me trying to wake me
up.

     "Timmy! Timmy! Get up. I'm late for school." He yelled as he jumped
off the bed and ran from my room.

     I had just managed to wake enough to understand what he was saying as
I watched his little cute butt run out my door.

     "Mickey it's okay come back. Your not going to school today." I yelled
after him.

     In a few seconds Mickey reappeared in my doorway naked as the day he
was born still, saying. "I don't have to go?"

     "Well first do you see what time it is?" I asked. Mickey shook his
head as he glanced at the clock.

     "Oh right." He said as it hit him that school would be getting out in
an hour anyway.

     "Yea you'd get there just about time to leave." I said.

     "I'm sorry I didn't mean to sleep so late I just."

     I didn't let him finish because I new it wasn't his fault and I wasn't
about to let him think it was. "No, Mickey it's not your fault. I turned
the alarm off so you could sleep, I thought after last night and this
morning you needed to rest." I said.

     "Oh.... Okay." He said while shaking his head up and down.

     "Come over here." I asked cheerfully.

     Mickey ran back over to the bed and lied down next to me. Sitting up I
pushed him back down to inspect his penis and balls. The color had turned
back to normal and I asked him as I stroked him if it hurt.

     "No..." He said letting out a long moan.

     Being relieved I let go.

     "Hey."

     "Hey what." I said.

     "You can't just leave me like this." He said pointing to his now hard
dick.

     "Mickey I just wanted to make sure you were all right after this
morning. I don't think we should do anything else until you have time to
heal a little."

     "I'm fine so either you finish what you started or I will and I won't
make sure I'm gentle."

     Mickey gave me a look that I couldn't refuse. Making sure I didn't
hurt him I covered his penis in baby oil and lightly took hold. Stoking him
he took longer then I expected but came with a beautiful shutter. Lying
down beside him and after coming back down from his high Mickey hugged me.

     "Thanks, I thought for a minute you were going to leave me that way. I
couldn't have taken it."

     What he said made me laugh. We lied side by side just looking at each
other when I decided that this would be a good time to tell him about how I
felt lately. I pulled him close so I could look him in his beautiful eyes
and spoke.

     "Mickey I wanted to tell you that I'm very proud of you. You have been
so very good lately and are doing great in your new school and you've even
learned how to apologize. Which I know was a big step for you since you've
never had to do it before." I was trying to show with my eyes as much with
words just how I felt. But his reaction wasn't what I excepted, Mickey
started crying.

     "Oh Mickey I'm sorry I didn't want to make you cry I just wanted you
to know how I felt that's all."

     "No." he said softly I'm just so happy that I make you proud. But it's
pretty easy now that Jenny is gone."

     "Why? Why didn't you like her?" I asked with a puzzled expression on
my face.

     "Well..." Mickey turned over so he didn't have to look at
me. "Because..."

     "Because...?" I asked as I leaned up and over his shoulder trying to
see his face which he buried in his pillow.

     "Because I knew she'd take you away from me." He said this with his
face in his pillow and it took me a second to understand what he said.

     "I think you said because she would take me away from you, is that
right?" I asked. Mickey shook his head up and down. "But that's not true
all she wanted was to be your friend as well as mine." I said. He mumbled
something else but I couldn't understand it. So I grabbed him by the
shoulders and turned him over. Looking at him I could see he had tears
running down his face. "Mickey, what's the matter?"

     "I... I... just don't want to lose you again." The passion he put into
this statement if I would have been standing up I would have fallen down.

     It took a second for the words he said to register in my mind. I laid
my head down on his chest holding him, going over his words. Once I did I
realized that even though he was the biggest brat to me all those years ago
that he hated seeing me leave. Lifting my face up to look into his from
only inches away I said. "You won't but I surprised you cared back then."

     "Of course I did, I just wasn't suppose to." He said.

     "I realize that now. I just wish mom and dad wouldn't have felt that
way about me. Will you tell me what it was like with you and dad, I'd
really like to know."

     "Okay. What do you want to know."

     "Everything, tell me about the time dad made your balls black and
blue."

     "Okay."

I think the easiest way to tell this next part is to let Mickey do it so
I'm going to end this chapter here and let him pick up from here and I'll
post his story as soon as he's done.


 Part 3 will follow let me know what you think at storywounder8@aol.com