Date: Fri, 2 Dec 2005 02:43:18 -0800
From: Jason Newbell <jnew001 (at) gmail (dot) com>
Subject: Danny & Michael, Spring Surpise: Part IV

Michael, Marcus, and Danny: Spring Surprise

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.

Here is the much anticipated fourth chapter of Spring Surprise. Thanks to
all those who offered their suggestions to a resolution, the method
presented was definetly the most popular. I hope to get the fifth chapter
out shortly and probably end with about seven chapters. Really matters
where the story takes me, I don't really plan things in advance.

If you have an idea, or just a comment, please send an e-mail:
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Chapter Four: The Aftermath

"Shit," Michael said.

We stood silent and motionless, looking out the window. The sheet we were
holding to cover ourselves dropped to the ground. We all scrambled to put
our clothes on.

"Do you think he saw everything?" I asked, my heart racing.

"Of course he did," Michael said, upset. "He was standing there with his
mouth wide open when I looked."

"Fuck," I groaned. "The blinds were open, the light was on... that was
really stupid."

"We were so horny we didn't think," Michael whimpered.

Marcus was just standing there shaking.

"You okay?" I asked.

He nodded but you could tell he was about to cry.

"Look guys," Michael said, "this isn't over. We just need to talk to him,
convince him to be quiet."

"He's probably telling his mom right now," I whined.

"It's midnight," Michael said, looking at the clock. "Chances are everyone
else is asleep, he was in his room and couldn't sleep and looked out."

"What about Nate?" I asked.

"He goes out on Fridays," Michael said. "I don't think his parents are very
strict, he probably is spending the night at Tony's or something."

I looked back up at Nate's brother's room. The light was on but he was
still nowhere in sight.

"We need to talk to him," I figured.

"Before tomorrow morning when he could start spreading it," Michael added.

Marcus' face was now streaked with tears. He wasn't making any noise, but
was standing there shaking and crying. I put my arm around him and gave him
a kiss.

"Everything's going to be fine," I said, trying to reassure him.

"If my parents find out," Marcus managed to get out in between sobs, "I'll
never see you again."

"I'd be more worried about Nate finding out," I said, "then spreading it to
the entire school."

"Well, that's not going to happen," Michael said confidentially. "It's
going to be fine."

"I hope so," I said, trailing off.

The window still didn't have anyone at it. From our vantage point we could
see the bed and the door, and we hadn't seen him open the door.

"He's probably hiding from us," Michael said. "It would be kind of weird to
see that if you're nine."

"Yeah," I agreed, "but we need to make contact."

Michael opened the window, the cold air rushing into the room and adding to
Marcus' shivering.

"Come on babe," I said, guiding Marcus with my hand out of the room. I led
him to Michael's brother's room and made him lie down on the bed. I covered
him with a blanket and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"What's going to happen?" Marcus blubbered.

"It'll be okay," I said. "Just stay here and calm down."

"`Kay," Marcus whispered. I didn't blame him for being so upset, as I felt
the exact same way. I knew I had to stay strong though, because with
Michael on our side I knew we could reason with Nate's brother.

I walked out of the room and went back to Michael's bedroom.

"Anything happen?" I asked.

"Yeah," Michael responded. "He peeked over the window, saw me, then ducked
back down."

"He'll peak again," I said, sitting on the bed and waiting.

"Make the motion to open his window we when comes up again," Michael
instructed.

"Okay," I said.

Michael and I sat there in stunned silence for a good five minutes before
Nate's brother reappeared. We both pointed to the window and make a motion
to open it. He stalled with his hands on the window unsure what to do.

"Come on," Michael groaned.

Finally Nate's brother opened the window up a crack but said nothing. He
continued to stare at us, the cold, dark air making the situation that much
more uncomfortable.

"Hey," Michael said cheerfully.

"Hi," Nate's brother whispered loudly. We could barely hear him.

"Can we meet outside and talk?" Michael called back.

"Why?" Nate's brother said defensively.

"About what you saw," Michael replied.

"No," Nate's brother said, resistant.

"Please," Michael called. "You shouldn't have been spying on us in the
first place."

Nate's brother seemed to jump at that comment. I don't think he wanted to
be known as a peeping tom.

"Fine," he finally replied.

"Alright, we'll meet you outside your house in two minutes," Michael said.

"Okay," Nate's brother said, closing the window, turning the light in his
room off and leaving.

Michael turned back towards me.

"Well, at least he agreed to talk to us."

"I'll let you work your magic," I told Michael.

"Yeah, I don't know what I'm going to say."

"We should get Marcus," I suggested. "All there of us need to be there and
act like its no big deal."

"Good idea," Michael said, leaving the room and going to get Marcus. He was
still huddled up but seemed much calmer.

"How you doing?" I asked.

"Better," Marcus replied softly. "How'd it go?"

"He agreed to meet us outside right now," Michael told him. "We need you to
come along so he'll see all three of us together."

"Yeah, Danny was screwing me right before we saw him," Marcus mused. "I
need to act like nothing was up, no big deal."

"I don't know if we should act like its no big deal," Michael said, his
brow furrowed.

"Otherwise he'll think he can tell Nate," I continued. "If it's no big
deal, then why wouldn't we want him telling?"

"Exactly," Michael said, his eyes lighting up. "We need to make him
understand awesome this is and how it's special and to be kept between
lovers."

"Yeah," Marcus said, sounding a bit more upbeat. We had a strategy, but we
just didn't know exactly how to go about implementing it.

"Well, we should get going," I said, realizing that Nate's brother was
likely outside already.

We went downstairs and put on our shoes. For a brief moment, we all looked
each other in the eye. Although no words were spoken the message was clear;
we had a mission, and we couldn't fail.

The cold night air rushed through and chilled us as we opened the front
door. We saw Nate's brother waiting halfway between the two houses. Michael
waved as we all approached.

"Hey," Michael said, smiling warmly.

"Hi," Nate's brother said giving us the evil eye. I had to admit he was
pretty cute while suspicious, brow all furrowed, his lips puckered in
suspicion. He was a very handsome boy, much like his brother. He was about
Marcus' height but didn't weigh nearly as much. He wouldn't be considered
extremely skinny or frail, but he certainly was below normal weight. He was
wearing shorts and I could see his cute, thin little legs. His hair was
dark brown, unlike his brother who was very blonde. His dark brown eyes
watched us warily.

"What all did you see?" Michael asked calmly.

"I dunno," Nate's brother said, still staring at us distrustfully.

"Were you there when we first got into the room?" Michael asked, continuing
his interview.

"Yeah," Nate's brother said. "I was just lookin' out the window and I saw
your light go on."

"And then watched everything until we saw you?" Michael said.

"Yeah," Nate's brother said quietly.

"What did you think... what's your name again?" Michael asked.

"Jack."

"Jack," Michael said, smiling. "What did you think, Jack?"

"I dunno," Jack mumbled.

"Did it look fun? Weird?"

"Weird," Jack said, his demeanor changing from suspicious to
uncomfortable. "It looked like you guys were having fun though."

"What were you going to do about it?" Michael asked, continuing to look
Jack in the eyes even though he was staring at the ground. He wanted to
make sure Jack knew he was genuine.

"I dunno," Jacked murmured. "Gonna ask my brother when he got home I
guess."

"When's that?" Michael continued.

"Probably about one," Jack said.

"Oh," Michael replied. Boy we were lucky to be able to talk to him before
that.

"Hi, I'm Danny," I said, extending my hand. Jack shook it quickly.

"I'm Marcus," Marcus softly, his beautiful voice almost being lost in the
frigid wind.

"Did it feel good?" Jack asked Marcus out of the blue.

"Really good," Marcus said.

"Having him put his pee pee inside of you?" Jack asked confused.

"Yeah," Marcus said. "It feels even better for Danny though."

"So you guys do this because it feels good?" Jack asked.

"Partly," Michael replied. "But it's more than that, something special,
something that we keep only between ourselves."

"Something that your brother can't know," I continued to get the point
across.

"Why not?" Jack said.

"Some people think its bad," Michael said, trying to make Jack
understand. "And if they know about someone doing it, they can tell other
people and make everyone hate that person."

"They don't understand what it means," I said, taking over for
Michael. "They see us naked together and think it's bad, but it so much
more than that."

"How?" Jack asked, now making eye contact.

"For one, it feels awesome," Michael said. "And to share it with friends
you really care about and like, it's just fantastic. Danny and Marcus are
my two very best friends in the world and we mean so much to each
other. This is a way of expressing that love."

"You guys love each other?" Jack asked.

"Yeah," Michael said. "The way friends can love and care about each other."

"And if you tell your brother, or anybody," Marcus said, stepping in, "it
could ruin us. We couldn't see each other anymore and that would really
suck."

"Exactly," Michael said, giving a Marcus a supportive smile. "So do you
understand why you can't tell a soul?"

"Not really," Jack replied, shivering a bit from the cold. "If you guys do
this because you're such good friends, why can't anybody know? People know
you're best friends."

"It's hard to explain," Michael said. "But you gotta trust us."

"I'll try," Jack said. "But I don't understand."

"Can we make you understand?" Michael asked, his deep hazel eyes
concentrated on Jack.

"How so?" Jack asked.

"Join us," Michael asked warmly, his invitation surprising even myself.

"In your naked stuff?" Jack asked confused.

"Yeah," Michael replied.

"I don't know..." Jack said unsure.

"Let's make a deal," Michael offered. "If you like it and understand why we
do it, then you can't tell anyone. If you don't like it, feel free to tell
your brother."

Marcus looked incredulously at Michael. I looked over at Marcus to reassure
him. Who wouldn't enjoy a session with us?

"Deal," Jack said, extending his hand. Michael shook it with a huge grin on
his face. I think Jack was anxious to see what this was all about. He
wasn't old enough yet to really understand that this was supposedly
"wrong," so he was able to agree to this without feeling guilty.

"When do you want to do it?" Michael asked.

"Well, my brother's getting home soon and he's supposed to check on me. And
he normally stays up later and watches TV downstairs. So I don't think I
can do it tonight."

"Well," Michael thought. "Marcus has to leave tomorrow afternoon, so could
we do it right after lunch or something?"

"Michael?" I asked. I didn't understand how he thought we were going to
pull this off in the day.

"My parents are going to some home show tomorrow. My sister's gonna watch
us tomorrow but she doesn't care, she'll just be downstairs on the phone."

"Oh cool," I said, feeling better.

"Yeah, that could work," Jack said in his beautiful soft voice. "I could
say I'm going to play some basketball at the park with friends or something
and stop by."

"Alright," Michael said, his mind working. "Come over at one, we'll be
outside playing basketball and then we'll go inside and show you."

"Okay," Jack said. "I should go before Nate gets home."

"Alright," Michael replied. "See you tomorrow. Or later today... whatever."

"Yeah," Jack laughed, rushing inside.

Michael turned to us with a grin on his face.

"There's no way he's telling," he laughed.

"Yeah," I said as we started to head inside.

"What should we do with him?" Marcus asked.

"Well," I mused, "I think we should give him a blowjob to start off
with. He's probably never had an orgasm before and that will knock his
socks off."

"And leave him wanting more," Michael grinned.

"Yeah," I smiled back, as we entered the bonus room upstairs. "And then, I
think Marcus should fuck him, since that would be least painful for
him. He's probably get a really tight butt so we should spent a lot of time
making sure it loose and warmed up. That can be our job, Michael."

"Good call," Michael said. "And then Marcus can fuck him. Nice and slow
Marcus. Once Marcus is done, Jack will be ready for another orgasm. We'll
let him pick who he wants to fuck."

"And he'll discover it gets even better," I grinned. "By the time he's done
doing his thing, there's no way he won't understand where we're coming
from."

"Yup," Michael said. "How about it Marcus?"

"Sounds good," Marcus grinned. "We'll have to show him how to jack off too,
so he doesn't get so horny or desperate that he asks his brother to do it
or something."

"Good thinking," I said. "And really get the point across that he can have
something special like this with one of his friends too. Especially at his
age."

"Yeah," Michael said. "Well, we should head to bed... but we forgot
something."

"What?" I asked.

"Marcus hasn't cummed yet tonight," Michael said.

"I don't care," Marcus said, still somewhat frightened from the experience.

"Nonsense," Michael grinned. "Let's get the bed ready, double-team blow
him, and then go to bed."

"Sounds good."

The bed consisted of a bunch of sheets thrown onto the floor in a "nest" as
we called it. We all snuggled up naked, keeping our boxers in our
pillowcases. That way in the morning not only were our boxers out of sight,
but we were able to quickly put them on if our naked snuggling came into
question. So far, nobody had really bothered us while in our nest.

Michael brought out the sheets and spread them onto the floor. I went into
Michael's room and found three pillows before returning. We all stripped
naked before settling into the bed. Our warm, smooth bodies were pressed
against one another, sending us into instant boners. Michael slowly ground
his own erection against my thigh.

"Let's take care of Marcus first," I grinned.

"Yeah," Michael agreed.

We threw the blankets off the top of Marcus. His soft, smooth naked body
was exposed and at our mercy. I examined his soft, hairless skin. He was so
attractive, his dirty blonde hair, his blue eyes, his soft pudgy skin. Not
to mention his cock, which was slowly starting to rise. For the size of his
body, his package was certainly decent sized. I started to suck on his
dime-sized nipples while Michael began to give him a blowjob.

My tongue swirled around each of his nipples until they were erect. I then
proceeded to give light kisses all around the upper half of his body,
including his lips. Marcus just moaned, his eyes closed and enjoying the
feelings of two people working simultaneously on him. I glanced over at
Michael, passionately going up and down on Marcus' uncut erection. He
peeled his foreskin back to reveal Marcus's purple head, which I found
pretty interesting. When Marcus wasn't erect and being pleasured his head
was a deep red. It shone when you peeled back his foreskin, unlike me or
Michael's circumcised dick. When he was fucking someone or getting blown
though, it took on this deep purple color and made it look even that much
more sensitive.

"You finish him off," Michael whispered, finding it difficult to pull
himself away from Marcus' crotch.

"Alright, thanks," I said, taking Marcus' cock into my mouth. It always
surprised me with how smooth it was, not a blemish at all. There weren't
really even any veins or anything that flared up when he was erect, it just
stayed a smooth, hard shaft. Maybe we he started puberty some of those
changes would take effect, but as of right now, he was perfect. I rolled
his velvet-like scrotum around as I slowly came down on him, feeling his
small grape sized testicles. He started to seize up and I knew he was about
to cum. Marcus had become very good at delaying the inevitable though, so I
knew I had another minute or so to work my magic. Meanwhile, Michael was
licking Marcus' legs, one of his favorite activities. He looked like a boy
possessed, slurping up Marcus' thighs as if he was in the desert and they
were the only water in sight.

I turned my attention back to Marcus. I rolled his foreskin back to reveal
his purple head and ran my tongue all along it. It was too much for Marcus,
who groaned loudly as he exploded in orgasm. He shoved his crotch into my
face time and time again, probably about a dozen thrusts in all. It was a
massive dry orgasm, releasing a lot of the stress he had to deal with after
being caught. He slowly came to a halt and flopped back against the ground.

"Looks like we did our job," Michael grinned as I slowly raised my head
from Marcus' crotch.

"Totally," I beamed.

"Thanks," Marcus sighed. He was tired, and so was I.

Michael got up and turned off the light. We all snuggled together, sharing
our body warmth in the soft, comfortable sheets. I ended up facing Marcus'
back. I slowly ran my hands up and down his thighs and ass, caressing his
smooth skin as I slowly faded into sleep.

Meanwhile, Michael was slowly grinding his erection into my thigh, just as
he had done before we blew Marcus.

"Use my ass cheeks," I suggested.

Michael placed his erection in between my cheeks like a hotdog in a bun.

"Mmmmmmm," he moaned, slowly sliding it back and forth.

I smiled slightly, partly at the fact Michael was always horny and looking
to pleasure himself, and partly content that I was able to provide him
relief. He continued to pump slowly for a good ten minutes or so, as Marcus
was already asleep and breathing angelically. I was about to dose off when
Michael came into my ass, a few spurts of his cum splattering my crack. I
didn't mind at all, we had gone to bed before with cum on us, it just dried
up and you could wash it off easily in the morning.

"Night," he said, kissing me on the neck.

"Goodnight," I sighed, dosing off between my two best friends. I couldn't
have been happier.


END OF CHAPTER FOUR

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