Date: Thu, 17 Nov 2005 04:27:53 -0600
From: Jason Newbell <jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: Danny & Michael, Spring Surpise: Part II

This is the third installment of the Michael and Danny series. This story
bridges the first ("The Beginning") with the second ("Road Trip").  Marcus
is back by popular demand, as the story picks up in March. The first story
dropped off in January and the second picked up in June, just to give you
an idea.

This story contains descriptions of sexual acts between minor boys. If you
do not like this, are not of age, or it is illegal in the area which you
reside, please leave now. I should also mention that this is an original
work by myself and you CANNOT copy or use any part of this story without my
permission.

I hope you enjoy the second chapter of this new story. I've completed the
third chapter as well, filling the request of many readers who suggested
this certain event happen. Basically the third chapter ends in a
cliffhanger which I have yet to resolve. So, I will try to post that third
chapter shortly and let you guys suggest how it should be resolved. I'll
probably get to work on writing that over the long weekend for
Thanksgiving.

Until then, please send your comments to: jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com. I
love to hear from my readers, it lets me know people appreciate the work I
do. Enjoy!


Chapter Two: Just Another Day

"Hey Steve," I said as my fellow sixth grader boarded the bus and sat down
next to me. My bus route was pretty crowded, and unfortunately for Steve he
was on the last stop. He didn't really have many friends so I always let
him sit next to me.

"Hi Danny," Steve said, adjusting himself in the seat. If he didn't have
those awful huge framed glasses he might be better off. He had already hit
puberty, as I could see he probably needed to shave. Not an object of my
desires to say the least, but I had all I needed in Michael and Marcus.

"How was your weekend?" I asked.

"Oh, fine," Steve responded. "Didn't really do much."

"Ah," I said, and we rode the rest of the way in our usual silence.

Before we knew it we had arrived at the school. I quickly got off the bus,
entered the building, and searched for Michael and Marcus. Their bus route
was quicker and they normally arrived a little before me. Before school was
the time to socialize, since lunch was only thirty minutes and we didn't
have any breaks or anything.

I spotted them at their usual table in the lunch room, surrounded by the
rest of our group. I waved and headed over.

"Sup?" I asked.

"Hey Danny," Marcus said in his beautiful boyish voice.

"Don't want to be here," I groaned.

"Ha, I know what you mean," Michael said. "My family went for a huge ass
hike on Sunday, it sucked."

"Ouch," I said, pulling a chair over and sitting down.

We continued to chat, talking about a wide range of subjects. It went from
teachers to movies to girls to what we packed for lunch today. Finally the
bell rang and it was time to head off to homeroom, a class that I
dreaded. The classes were assigned by alphabet, and it just so happened I
didn't really like anybody within ten last names of me on either
side. Thankfully it was only a half period and normally went pretty
quickly.

"Hold up," Michael called, grabbing his backpack.

"What?" I asked, stopping and turning around.

"You have science second period right?"

"Yeah; why?"

"Can you meet me in the east wing bathroom like around ten or so?"

"Why?" I asked, clueless of his intentions.

"Well, I was thinking," Michael said, a grin on his face, "we always have
fun at each other's houses, why not have some at school too? Might be kinda
fun?"

"Uh yeah, until someone sees us," I said, not as daring as Michael.

"Nobody's gonna see us," Michael whined. "We lock up the stall, who's gonna
notice?"

"Anybody with two eyes and the knowledge that normal people have two legs,
not four," I retorted.

"Just meet me okay?" Michael said, his dark hazel eyes hypnotizing me once
more.

"Alright," I agreed. "See you at ten."

"Coo'," Michael grinned, running off.

To be honest, I was starting to warm to the idea. I'm sure Michael had
something planned and the thought of doing it at school was already making
me horny.

Homeroom and first period seemed to drag on. First period was art class,
and although I enjoyed it, I wasn't very artistic and I tended to get
bored. Luckily Chase and Robert, two of our better friends, were in the
class so we spent most the time goofing off and purposely trying to make
awful drawings. The teacher was so nice and encouraging though, I don't
think she ever figured out we were yanking her chain.

Second period started at 9:45 and before you knew it was ten o'clock and
time for my date with Michael. Thankfully we were working on a packet that
was going to take the entire period, so I was easily able to obtain the
hall pass.

I was in the west wing, so it was a little bit of a hike over to the east
wing bathroom. I had a boner as I entered, eager to do whatever Michael had
planned. The more I thought about it, the more comfortable I became with
the idea.

"Hey sexy," Michael called as I entered the bathroom.

"Hey," I responded. "Nobody else here?"

"Nope," Michael grinned.

"So what are we gonna do?" I asked. "I can't be too long."

"I know," Michael said, motioning me into a stall. We closed the door.

"So what now?" I asked, Michael the leader.

"Slip your shorts and boxers over your shoes," Michael instructed, easily
slipping his clothes off and becoming naked from the waist down. I did
likewise and we hung the clothes on the little rack on the stall
door. Michael sat down on the toilet and instructed me to sit on his lap
facing him.

"I see what you're getting at," I grinned, sitting on top of Michael's
smooth thighs. I was able to rest my feet against the wall and keep them
out of sight of any other potential bathroom users.

"Now we just jerk each other off at the same time," Michael grinned, taking
hold of my cock with his hand. Waves of pleasure rippled down my spine, a
feeling I would never get tired off. I took hold of his painfully hard
erection and began to stroke with two fingers, as he did the same with
mine.

Michael's cock had probably grown a little since January, but I hadn't
really noticed much change. We measured last week and he was still short of
four inches by about the width of a pencil. The one noticeable change was
in his pubic hair. The few light hairs that connected the more substantial
hairs on either side of his shaft had become darker and longer as well. He
now had an official `patch' of hair, although it was probably only two
centimeters tall and still nearly as soft at the hair on top of his head.

I stopped briefly as I heard someone else enter the bathroom. Michael kept
right on pumping me and I continued with him. Masturbation without
lubrication was a pretty silent act, so I doubt the boy heard anything. We
could hear him peeing into the urinal and just the thought of it was enough
to send me over the edge. Here we were, jacking each other off at school,
exposed to anyone who decided to peak through the little crack or stick
their head under the door.

Michael started to tense up as the boy was rinsing off. Feeling his cock
harden and expand in my hand was enough to send me into my climax as
well. We both came nearly at the same time, shaking and convulsing all over
each other. It felt great, much better than when we masturbated each other
at home. Something about the setting made it just that more forbidden and
passionate. Michael had shot three shots of his whitish-clear fluid onto my
legs, which I quickly scooped up with my hand and swallowed. I had
developed a taste for Michael's cum and even craved it when I didn't have
it for a while.

I meanwhile had oozed a little liquid and my head was glistening with clear
fluid. About a month ago I had gained the ability to cum, although not very
much. Michael was giving me a blowjob when it happened and said he felt
liquid shoot into his mouth. I hadn't been able to make it shoot again; it
more kinda oozed out the top of my head. It wasn't very much anyways, but
Michael enjoyed licking it off my cock as if it were a popsicle. I moaned
lightly as he did so, whirling his tongue around my glans just for fun.

"Shit that was good," I whispered.

"Yeah," Michael said. "I'm surprised I shot that much."

"Why?" I asked.

"Oh, Marcus and I had a test run during first period."

"You dirty boy," I grinned, putting my clothes back on.

"You have a date with him next period ten minutes after class starts,"
Michael informed me. "So I'd try to regain your energy."

"Cool," I grinned. Michael was so devious, and it turned me on.

We made sure the coast was clear and then exited the stall. Michael gave me
a peck on the cheek and then hurried out of the bathroom and back to his
class.

I stood there a second, stunned with what had transpired. We had just
whacked each other off at school, nearly half of the time with another boy
just mere feet away. And we had gotten away with it. It gave me an
adrenaline rush like I had never felt before. I floated back to science,
hardly able to concentrate on my work, as all I could think about was the
bathroom orgasm and my impending date with Marcus.

The bell rang, signaling the end of second period. Only one more period to
go before lunch, which normally was the only thing to look forward to. Now,
I had a date with Marcus in the bathroom in only about fifteen
minutes. Math was my third period subject, and normally the first twenty
minutes or so was spent doing a warm-up or correcting last night's
homework, so I would be able to get out of class rather easily. Teachers
didn't like you interrupting their lectures to go pee, but otherwise were
normally pretty cool.

"Hey Danny," Chase said, sitting down in his usual spot.

"Yo," I said, sitting next to him and taking my homework out.

"How was science?" he asked.

"Fun," I grinned.

"Weird," he laughed. "Did you get this weekend's homework?"

"Sorta," I said. "Just don't get when you switch the sign and stuff."

"Yeah," Chase half-mindedly replied. He was busy staring at Stephanie
Lauer, the class hottie. She had to go to a tanning booth or something,
because there's no way in hell you can tan like that in the winter up
here. I could see a little bulge in his pants, which he quickly
adjusted. Michael had tested the waters with him before, and he wasn't a
likely candidate for inclusion into our fun. It was a shame, he was a
hottie, there was not doubt about that. Built very similar to Michael,
except he had shaggy blonde hair similar to Marcus'. He was a skater, but
really didn't like to hang out with that crowd.

I glanced up at the clock and saw that it was nearly time to meet
Marcus. No shame in being early, so I asked for the bathroom pass, easily
received it, and headed on my way back to the east wing bathroom. I walked
in to find nobody else in there, but no more than twenty seconds later
Marcus waltzed in, flashing me a huge smile.

"How was it?" he asked, referring to the earlier session I had with
Michael.

"Awesome," I replied. "You guys?"

"Cool," he said. "Nobody came in while we did it."

"We had someone come in, but they didn't notice at all."

"That's good," Marcus said, motioning towards the stall. I know he probably
wanted to get back to choir as soon as possible, a class he really enjoyed.

"Shall we?" I asked.

"We shall," he grinned, closing the stall behind us and stripping off his
bottoms. He was still very small, probably only about four and a half feet,
and still had the cute pudge on him, especially on his thighs and butt. He
was rock hard, his dick about two and a half inches when erect. He had yet
to begin any form of puberty and still was smooth as a baby's bum. I took
off my clothes as well and assumed Michael's position on the toilet. Marcus
sat on top of me and we wasted little time getting to it. Marcus small
nutsack bobbed back and forth as I stroked him, his cute little ass pressed
against my thighs. His little fingers worked my cock expertly, something
they had become pretty accustomed to doing. I made sure to roll his
foreskin back and forth as much as possible, making his little head turn
red with pleasure. It wasn't long before we blew, Marcus seizing nearly a
dozen times to his usual dry result. My dick seeped out a tiny drop of
semen, but most of my reserve was used earlier with Michael. Marcus leaned
over and licked it up, not extending the process like Michael did, but
still sending waves of pleasure down my shaft.

"That was great," Marcus said, putting his clothes back on. I just stared,
taken aback by his beautiful body. I can't believe how lucky I was to be
able to have access to it. I finally snapped out of it and reached for my
clothes.

"Yeah, we should definitely do it again sometime," I said.

"No kidding," Marcus said. "Well, got to get back to class, see ya."

"Later," I said, knowing I'd see him at lunch in just about fifty
minutes. We didn't really kiss the way Michael and I did, that was
something just between the two of us. Still, I loved Marcus with all my
heart.

I wandered back to math, able to answer questions about my unusually long
bathroom trip with a few poop jokes to Chase. He was too busy staring at
Stephanie to really care if they made sense or not. Poor kid was struggling
in Math because of the eye candy in front of him. I could feel for him
though, in English I can't help but stare at Michael across the room. The
teacher gave us assigned seats, but that didn't stop Michael and I from
distracting ourselves with each other.

After the teacher taught the new lesson required for the assignment
tonight, the bell rang, signaling the beginning of lunch for us sixth
graders. I couldn't wait to see Michael and Marcus again, although we'd
have to keep our experiences quiet with the rest of our friends there.

Chase and I put our math books away in our lockers and then headed towards
the lunch room, finding Michael, Marcus, and a few others already at the
table. My two partners in crime gave me wide grins as I approached the
table.

"Hey guys," I said.

"Sup Danny?" Michael asked, grinning his pearly white teeth.

"Math was hard today," I replied.

"But worth it right?" Michael asked.

"Yup," I said, a few of the boys who were listening gave me odd looks.

"Don't ask," Michael said. "Inside joke."

"Ah."

I pulled out my lunch. My mom packed a ham and cheese sandwich, an apple,
and a box of apple juice. She wouldn't buy any of the fun stuff some of the
other kids had, but I suppose I was a healthier person for it.

Lunch flew by as usual, our loud chatter hardly making a dent in the
already deafening lunch room. I traded my juice box for some cookies, so
although my sweet tooth was cured, I'd have to take a detour over to the
drinking fountain before English. Both Michael and Marcus were in that
class with me, so it was my favorite. It also lasted two periods instead of
one since we had to cover Geography and other stuff like that.

Our whole table headed down to the sixth grade hall as a pack before
getting our books and going to our separate classes. Chase was also in
English with us, sitting next to Marcus. They were behind me however, so my
only eye candy was Michael. Sometimes Michael got a little carried away,
trying to flash me or make rather obvious gestures with his hands, but
nobody seemed to catch on or say anything. I loved doing group work because
we all got to work together and have fun.

Unfortunately we had an essay test today on a book we were suppose to
finish over the weekend. I didn't like the book but forced myself to read
it anyway, and felt pretty good about the result. Michael tended to be
rather lazy, instead reading Cliff Notes on the internet to fill himself
in. And in typical Michael fashion, he was able to get away with it earning
mostly A's.

English finally ended after some personal reading time and the last period
of the day was before me. At the beginning of the year the days seemed to
drag on forever, but I had adjusted to middle school life. The year had
flown by, and I couldn't believe it was March already. Michael and Marcus
most likely had something to do with that, as our transition from casual
friends to something more seemed like a blur in my mind.

Onto Physical Education, which wasn't nearly as exciting as it should have
been. For one thing, sixth graders didn't have to dress down so there
wasn't an opportunity to peak at my fellow classmates. Secondly, neither
Michael nor Marcus had the class with me. Our friend Robert did, and
although I liked his company, it just wasn't quite the same.

After some rather lame gym games, the day finally ended and it was time to
meet Michael and Marcus. I dashed to my locker, packed a few books I would
need for tonight's homework, and then headed towards the buses.

Michael was waving towards me and motioned that my bus was the third one on
the right. We went to a rather big middle school, so there were about
twelve buses in total. It was easy to get confused if you didn't remember
your route number, but by now I remembered it by heart.

I joined Michael and Marcus on the bus, all three of us sitting in one
seat. Most afternoons all the seats were at least occupied by two people,
and a number of them three. There was a rumor they'd be splitting our route
into two next year and adding another bus. That would probably be a good
thing, although the three of us enjoyed sitting together. Michael's bus
wasn't nearly as crowded; in fact we had a little fun earlier this winter
when most of the riders were at outdoor school.

"So what did you guys think?" Michael asked, knowing we could talk about
our earlier fun as long as we didn't reference it specifically.

"Great," I grinned. "That was fun."

"Yeah," Marcus chimed in, swinging his feet back and forth.

"We shouldn't do it too often," Michael cautioned, "but I think once a week
or so would be fun. Don't want to get the teachers suspicious or anything."

"True," I said.

"It would be fun once in a while," Marcus mused, "but I don't want it to
ruin our fun after school. We can take longer and be more comfortable
then."

"Yeah," I agreed as the bus pulled away.

"I'll have to think of a way to work some of the other stuff in," Michael
said, referencing blowjobs and anal sex.

"You do that," Marcus laughed, Michael was always cooking up something.

My stop was the first on the route, so it wasn't long before we exited the
bus and entered my house.

"Hey boys," my mom called as we took off our shoes.

"Hey mom," I replied. She walked into the front entrance.

"Hello Michael, Marcus," my mom said.

"Hey," they said in unison.

"Get a haircut?" my mom asked Marcus, who had cut back his shaggy hair last
Friday.

"Yeah," he grinned.

"Looks good," my mom said. "You boys hungry?"

"You know it," I smiled, as we entered the kitchen and saw apple slices
with peanut butter. It disappeared rather quickly, as food tends to do with
twelve year old boys.

"Well," my mom sighed, "I'm going to work on some bills, so try and be
quiet."

"We will," I promised. "We're just going to play Halo anyways."

"Okay, have fun."

Michael led the dash up the stairs, his tight ass bouncing up and down. I
wanted to be fucking him now, as I could hardly wait until this
weekend. Something about Michael just made me go crazy with hormones,
whenever I was around him all I wanted to do was have sex.

"So what do you guys want to do?" Michael asked once we had entered the
bonus room and locked the door. My mom hardly ever came upstairs while
Michael and Marcus were over, and all the times that she did we weren't
doing anything naughty. A locked door might be tough to explain, but it was
better than her walking in on us naked and pleasuring each other.

"I say three-way BJ," I suggested, since we had already got a handjob
earlier today.

"I agree," Marcus said. "My dick is calling to be sucked."

"Alright," Michael grinned, starting to take off his clothes. He was still
about five foot three, an inch or two taller than me, and had brown hair
buzzed short. He didn't have the pudge on his stomach like Marcus and I,
but rather a nice solid stomach. Not a six pack obviously, but he was well
toned and very attractive. Marcus slipped his boxers off, revealing his
cute little package, his uncut boyhood erect once more. He looked at me
with his deep blue eyes and asked me if I was going to take my clothes off.

"Yeah, sorry," I said, snapping out of fascination with my two
friends. "You guys are just so hot."

"We know," Michael grinned.

I slipped off my boxers and revealed my rock hard erection.HeH

"Well, Danny's ready for action," Michael grinned, staring at my crotch.

"You betcha," I laughed.

We assumed our "three way" position on the floor. We discovered it soon
after we regularly started meeting after school and having fun. Giving each
person a blowjob just took too long, probably about five minutes each. It
put us in too much danger of being caught. So we needed to find a way where
we could do blowjobs, but in a much quicker fashion.

In came the "three way BJ," a creation of Michael's. Basically it was a
modified sixty-nine. Somebody lay down on their side, while a second person
took their cock in their mouth. The second person had to lie at a
forty-five degree angle with respect to the person they were sucking,
leaving an opening at the top. The last person filled that gap, sucking the
second person's dick. Once they were sucking, their dick was very close to
the mouth of the first person, and viola, the triangle was complete.

Marcus ended up sucking me, while I was sucking Michael. That meant that
Marcus was getting blown by Michael, easily the best of all of us. Although
we didn't keep an official tally, we tried to mix it up and make sure we
were on a pretty even rotation.

I took Michael's hard shaft into my mouth and sucked all the way down to
the base. His pubic hairs tickled my nose as I held it there, now able to
control my gag reflex and get his cock all the way in my mouth. I slowly
came back up, twirling my tongue around his dark and sensitive
head. Meanwhile, Marcus' mouth was making quick work of my cock. He was
able to bring me to an orgasm faster than anyone else, although I had
learned to hold back and extend the time before I blew. He eased up a
little, sensing that I was about to blow.

Michael cock flopped out of my mouth as I took his balls into my mouth. I
couldn't resist taking a detour down there, his sack was too cute to
resist. I rolled his balls around in my mouth, massaging them each lightly
with my tongue. Michael moaned, letting me know I was doing a good job. I
could feel the light hairs on his smooth sack tickle my tongue, as I let
his testicles out of my mouth, glistening from my saliva. Back into my
mouth went Michael's boyhood, jumping when I rolled my tongue around his
head. I slowly went up and down, enjoying the taste and feeling of his
shaft in my mouth. My tongue could feel the vein on top of his penis
bulging, supplying the blood for such a massive erection.

Marcus began to shiver, having his orgasm into Michael's mouth. His strokes
on my dick became jerky, which was enough to send my own erection into
climax. I heaved violently into Marcus' mouth, feeling my cock rippling
with pleasure. Michael was still holding out, although I could tell it
wouldn't be long. His dick began to harden as he let Marcus' cock out of
his mouth and began to concentrate on prolonging his own orgasm. I
continued my rather casual pace, feeling Michael's legs tighten and relax
as he tried to hold back. Finally, it was useless as he finally gave up and
exploded into my mouth. His pelvis slammed into my face time and time
again, his pubic hairs tickling my lip and nose. Two squirts of cum was all
he was able to manage, but they tasted good anyways. After a dozen or so
convulsions Michael flopped back, exhausted after what had transpired.

After a minute or two, we all recovered, put on our clothes, and unlocked
the door. We had gotten away with it for another day.

"That was great," Michael grinned. "Thanks Danny."

"Welcome," I replied. "That was one hell of a blowjob Marcus."

"Thanks," he blushed. "Michael was good as usual."

"It just comes natural," Michael joked.

"Did I cum at all Marcus?" I asked, curious to know if I was able to after
three orgasms in one day.

"Not that I could tell," he answered softly. "It seemed dry."

"Ah," I said. "Don't have the reserves like Michael here."

"How much did I shoot?" Michael asked, curious.

"Oh, probably two or three," I replied. "Delicious as usual."

"My boys make some good juice," Michael grinned.

"I agree," Marcus said. He had developed quite the taste for Michael's cum
as well. Mine really didn't seem to have much flavor yet, but I'm sure that
came with time.

"So you guys want to play Halo?" I asked.

"Sure," they agreed.

We popped in the Halo CD, flipped on the X-Box, and started a multiplayer
game. I dominated at the game, just about the only thing I regularly kicked
Michael's ass in. We had fun though, just goofing off and trying various
stunts. After an hour or so we decided to call it quits, Michael and Marcus
heading downstairs to put their shoes on. My mom was still paying bills at
the kitchen counter, clueless to our fun as usual.

"Ride home safe," my mom told them.

"We will," Michael assured her.

"See you Wednesday," my mom said, following us as we entered the garage and
got out the bike.

"See ya," Marcus said, squished on the very end of the seat, hugging
Michael to stay secure. Off they went, pedaling towards Michael's house
where tomorrow's fun would ensue.

"So how was your day?" my mom asked as we re-entered the house.

"More fun than usual," I said honestly.

"How so?" she asked.

"Oh, I don't know," I replied vaguely.

"Well, might want to get your homework done before dinner," she
suggested. Although my mom didn't get too involved with my schoolwork, she
did like to see most of it done before dinner.

"Alright," I agreed, heading up the stairs. I would be able to start it,
but I'd probably end up daydreaming about the wonderful day I had
today. First, the bathroom handjobs, and then a wonderful triangle
blowjob. Life didn't get much better than that.

END OF CHAPTER 2


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