Date: Tue, 26 Feb 2013 16:26:54 +0000 (GMT)
From: Andrew Foote <footea81@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: For the Love of Mike 3 (Revised)

FOR THE LOVE OF MIKE.

(Revisited.)



This is a story about a blossoming relationship between two boys, both of
whom are under the legal age of consent.

Should such material offend you or by your spiritual beliefs, religious
teachings or any other bullshit you are not allowed to access such
material then please leave now.



Chapter Three.



Following the phone call I crept back into Mike's bedroom quietly
shutting the door behind me.

The room was black as night now but the lingering smell of incense still
hung in the air and I was conscious that my dick was waking up again.

"Why did you leave me? I've missed you."

"I had to call home. It's getting a bit late and I didn't want any
grief from my folks, that's all."

"Come back to bed. I need you, I want you to hold me."

Like I needed any second bidding!

Mike opened the duvet and I slipped in beside him, luxuriating in his
warm and delicate touch.

We cuddled closely gently kissing, not the urgent kisses of earlier, more
light and tender.

My heart went out to him.

I felt more complete than in any other time in my life.

"Aaron?"

"Hmm?"

"Thanks."

"For?"

"Earlier. I mean I'd always hoped..... dreamed even..... you know, that
it would be like that someday but it was better than my most fervent of
wishes.

I was just so totally out of it. I mean I don't do drugs but it was
almost like being out of my own body somehow. Unreal!"

"I have no words that can come close to what I felt. Like you, I was on
another planet, in another dimension or something, relaxed and willing
for anything and everything. Does that make any sense?"

"Yes. Makes total sense to me."

Just as if to deliberately drag us back to reality my stomach rumbled
uncontrollably!

Mike giggled!

"Hungry already huh?"

"What do you mean, `already'! It's the best part of seven o'clock!"

"God! That means we've been in bed for what, almost nine hours? Maybe
we should think about some grub then!"

"And then what?"

"What would you like?"

"Another twelve hours of the same?"

"Hmm! I could do that as well! Let's go eat."

*****



One thing I learned was that whist he might be a walking talking
masterclass in bed, a gourmet chef de cuisine Mike ain't!

"Jesus Mike! What the fuck do you call that! It's awful! I've had
better school diners!"

"Yes well..... I'm not much cop in the kitchen. Euk! You're not wrong,
that's really bad! You want to rustle up something instead?"

"Okay. Be honest, it can't be much worse than this can it."

I set too preparing chicken in a white wine and mushroom sauce and pasta.

Okay, okay I cheated with the sauce. So what.

I sliced up two chicken breasts and chucked them into a frying pan adding
a liberal amount of white wine from a bottle I found lurking in the back
of the fridge and then as luck would have it, I found a tin of condensed
chicken and mushroom soup which I added to the pan.

Actually it was well tasty and we demolished the lot but that brings its
own problems. I am now responsible for cooking every meal!

Strange though, a thought crossed my mind that we were acting like an old
married couple and with this picture in my head, a tear rolled down my
cheek.

"You alright Aaron? What's with the tears?"

"Nothing" I giggled, "It's just that I thought maybe this is what
it's like being married! If you put an apron on and do the washing up,
that would complete the picture!"

"Arsehole! Anyway, would that be so very bad?"

I thought about this for a moment before taking Mike in my arms as I
whispered in his ear.

"No. Actually it would be rather nice and I guess that's why I got a
bit emotional."

Mike gave me a squeeze.

"That's a really nice thing to say and we can always pretend can't
we?"

*****



Later that evening we lay in front of the fire and watched some trashy
film on TV and did the job on a bottle of wine liberated from his Dad's
cellar.

It was just so good being with this boy and whist we had the rest of the
weekend together, we both of us knew that during the school week we
wouldn't be together like this, just the walk to and from school and
perhaps a stolen kiss on the way back from swimming but that would be
about it and it all seemed to be so very unfair.

I turned my thoughts to Mike's bedroom, the incense and the lighting.

"How does that work then?"

"How does what work."

"Sorry. I forgot you can't read my thoughts! I was just thinking about
your room, the lights and stuff."

"Oh right! You see my Dad is a stage lighting and effects designer and
he had come up with an idea for one of the West End shows he was involved
in and tried his idea out in what was then a spare room.

To begin with it wasn't very good but he kept at it and had someone
build a piece of electronics to control them and then by adding more
LED's into the floor and ceiling, hey presto!"

"Very clever! But the incense, what about that?"

"Much the same to be truthful. They're also triggered electronically in
the same way as the fire crackers you see on stage or the mist effect
which is carbon dioxide snow but Dad figured that you could do the same
with scent."

"So how is it that it's now your room?"

"Easy. I asked if I could move in. My Mum thought it was a great idea
mainly because I was having problems with my sleep pattern and she
thought it would help, which it did.

The next bit is embarrassing!

The sensors in the room detect movement so the more movement in the room
the faster the LED's switch and the faster the pulses, something like
the early disco lights react to beat and tempo of the music."

"So what's so embarrassing about that?"

"Oh shit! You know when you discovered that..... well, it could be used
for something else other than stirring your tea with or even pissing
through?"

"Carry on?! This is getting good!"

"I discovered that if I lay in bed and played with myself the reaction
of the lights changed and the more I did it and the faster I did it the
bigger the reaction and that it was almost mind altering! I tell you,
wanking became not just a means to an end but a whole new leisure
activity!"

"Fucking hell Mike! So that's why I was totally out of it!"

"You and me both. Wonderful isn't it!"

"You knew that was going to happen then."

"No I didn't know because you're the only person who has ever done
anything to me but I was rather hoping...."

*****



That night we experimented!

We lay in each other's arms, hardly moving a muscle, just watching the
room softly pulse and shimmer around us.

Slowly we started kissing, gently at first but ever increasingly becoming
more urgent.

Than that smell again. The incense wafting over us like a blanket.

This was just too much for us to bare and as our attentions to each
other's bodies became more and more passionate, so the lights followed
our lead pushing us further into a world where nothing else existed,
nothing else mattered except each other, deeper and deeper we went until
there were no taboos, just the intense need to pleasure each other in any
and every way possible.

Somehow I ended up with my head in between Mike's legs and my instant
reaction was to lap at his smooth little balls and down and back up his
perineum. I could hardly hear the squeaks and moans emanating from him as
I used my tongue and lips to pleasure him.

Mike used his tongue to stab and lick my belly button. God that felt sooo
good!

I took my cue from him and moved south to his beautiful bum.

I opened him up and without thinking about what I would find and how it
might taste, I started to swirl my tongue around his tight, puckered
little hole.

Jesus I though he was going to have a seizure!

"Oh fuck yes Aaron. Oh my God!! Oh please more, MORE!

I felt him relax and as he did so my tongue gained access and it took all
of my strength to hold him down on me.

By this time the lights were seriously working overtime and the heady
smell of the incense driving us both wild with lust but still our sexual
frenzy was nowhere near at its peak.

The more I invaded his hole the more frantic he became to the point where
I think he'd lost all concentration on me as he was just babbling
incoherent crap but then.....

"Fuck me Aaron! For the love of Mike! FUCK ME!!!"

Hey I'm pretty strong and three years older than Mike but he tossed me
over onto my back like some rag doll before positioning himself over me.

His eyes were tight shut and I could feel the heat radiating from his
slim body.

He took a hold of my dick, forcing it up at ninety degrees to my body and
then with one almighty downward thrust, impaled himself on me!

He screamed and screamed, the tears rolling down his cute little face.

"No more Mike please? Don't hurt yourself please?"

"I WANT THIS AARON!! I REALLY NEED THIS AND I CAN MANAGE THE PAIN!!!"

Slowly he calmed down and opened his eyes, starring straight in front of
him as he sat stock-still.

The lights followed, slowing down to a gentle shimmer.

He looked down at me and smiled and I bent up and kissed him gently on
the lips.

"Mike? God are you okay?"

"I will be! Just let me get used to it. The pain is easing now so please
just hold still a moment and I'll be fine."

Then little bit by little bit he started to move. Very small, almost
imperceptible movements at first and with each little thrust he closed
his eyes and caught his breath.

Gradually he increased his movements up and back down my shaft, the pain
slowly vanishing from his face.

Suddenly he shuddered!

"Oh fuck! What was that?! Oh heck that was nice!"

He arched his back and started to take me in earnest.

"Oh fuck Aaron? Oh my life this feels so good!"

Picking up the pace I started to meet his thrusts with those of my own.

Damn he was tight! The feeling of intense pleasure were mixed with an
amount of pain as we lunged at each other.

Mike's breathing was becoming shallow and fast, sweat pouring out of him
as he redoubled his efforts on my poor sore cock!"

"Oh GOD! What's happening to me! Oh please Aaron, please? I'M
CUMMING!!!"

With that his body went into spasm. He shook violently and as if in slow
motion, ribbons of cum spewed from his cock, directly up into the air by
a good eighteen inches before gravity won over.

The first string was heading directly towards my face and instinctively I
opened my mouth to receive it. The second likewise but the third and
fourth fell short much to my disappointment!

Slowly Mike calmed down to the point where he was able to at least string
a sentence together!

"Oh Aaron? Oh GOD I love you? That was just unbelievable!"

"I love you too! You frightened me you stupid wonderful little shit!"

"I'm sorry. I know I did and I frightened myself but I knew I wanted
you like that and I was so like `up there' I just went for it without
thinking!"

"You must be in agony!"

"I was but not now. A bit sore maybe but there's no pain. How are
you?"

"Likewise! Sore but I can live with that. It's you I'm concerned about
you dickhead!"

"Next time I'll find something slippery to make things easier!"

"You mean you want to do that again?!"

"Too right I do! I had the biggest cum of my entire life and without so
much as a touch! Can you imagine what that's like and what I must have
been feeling?

I don't know what that is up there but whatever it is, it sends waves of
intense pleasure through me every time you dick hits it. You made me cum
like that. You that took me to heaven and back. Yes I want more of the
same but...."

"But what Mike?"

"Not right now please!"



*****



Chapter Three ends.

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Andy.

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