Date: Sat, 28 Jan 2012 19:04:29 +0000 (GMT)
From: Andrew Foote <footea81@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: For the love of Mike. (Chapter 2)

FOR THE LOVE OF MIKE.

Chapter two.


This is a story about a blossoming relationship between two adolescent
boys, both of whom are under the age of consent.  If due to religious or
spiritual beliefs, the laws of your country of residence or your age, you
shouldn't be viewing such material then please leave now.


We lay in each other's arms for a while but a call of nature was very
necessary for me and so I slipped out of bed and made my way to the
bathroom just in time to hear the garage door bang shut.  This signalled
the departure of my parents, leaving us alone in the house for the day.  I
smelt strongly of sex and a thought went through my head making me wonder
if we secreted a special kind of sweat when making love. I mean it's okay
to smell of girls afterwards but two boys? I didn't think that cum had any
particular smell but whatever, I could definitely sense a whiff of
something so I headed off to the shower.  I waited for the water to run
through warm and took the opportunity to stare at my reflection in the
mirror wondering to myself if I actually `looked' gay?  I smiled back at
myself and muttered out loud "Well boyo, you're something fast approaching
it and that's a fact!"

I was forced back into the here and now by the sound of Mike's voice.  "Who
you talking to in there?"

"Just myself. Why?"

"I'm busting for a piss but didn't want to interrupt anything!"

"Come on in. It's not locked. I'm going to take a shower, do you want me to
leave it running for you when I'm done?"

"No need to shout! And yes I need a scrub down."

I walked out of the shower and what I saw blew me away.  Mike stood there,
totally naked and in that instant I realised that this was the first time
I'd seen him unclothed.

"Oh my God Mike?"

"What's wrong?"

"Absolutely nothing! You are just so seriously beautiful! I had no
idea... I mean this is the first time I've seen you naked and... I've never
seen anything more perfect!"

"I can see that!"

"What? I mean how?"

Mike pointed at my dick which was at full mast.

"Kind of a giveaway don't you think? Oh... and thank you."

He knelt down in front of me and kissed the head of my cock and I thought I
was in for a real treat but it wasn't to be, the bastard!  Mike stood back
up, pushed past me into the shower cubicle and proceeded to soap himself
up.  "Don't worry Aaron. I'll be out shortly so why don't you go and make
us some tea."

"You arsehole Mike! You've got me all worked up and now you want me to make
tea?"

"That's the general idea and by the way, no wanking you hear? From now on
I'm the only one allowed to bring you off, alright?"

I threw some clothes on and made my way down to the kitchen.  A note from
my Mum.  `Trust you boys are okay. Plenty in the fridge for breakfast and
please do the washing up when you're finished.  Thank you for your honesty
Aaron. We love you even more for it. Just be happy for us. Mum. XX'

Mike appeared just as the kettle boiled.

"Hey look I'm sorry for teasing you back there, I was just a bit
embarrassed, that's all."

"It's okay but you are really something else you know?

Mike leaned into me and kissed me deeply.  "And so are you. Just remember
that.  You see I've spent so much time watching you from the sidelines,
never even daring to think that anything would come of it and now? Well
it's all happened so fast and I have to pinch myself just to know it's for
real.  I wanted to do you in the bathroom earlier but, and I know it sound
silly, I still wasn't sure that you wanted me. Can you understand?"

"Yeah I think so. I don't know. I'm still very confused about all this to
be honest.  Two days ago I was straight and now I'm falling in love with a
boy? Fucking hell Mike!"

Mike giggled.  "I'm happy with that! Changing the subject, what do you want
to do today? I mean we can't be seen out or our cover's blown but if you
wanted to go somewhere else we could always go over to mine?"

"Cool! Breakfast first though. I'm bloody starved!"

*****


"God your room is cool! Who did the paintings?"

"My Mum mostly but I did that one there and oh, that one. Do you like
them?"

"They're brilliant! I mean I don't know what they're supposed to mean but I
love them! You're really good!"

"You like that? You'll love this!"

Mike drew the blinds. Actually they were more like blackout curtains than
blinds as they excluded every bit of natural light from the room.

"Watch this!"

Little bit by little bit the room started to shimmer with pin pricks of
light dancing across the walls then extending to the floor and ceiling to
the point where it wasn't possible to distinguish one from the other.  The
light intensified then dimmed, pulsing on and off in some sort of rhythm, -
faster then gradually slowing down before picking up pace again.  I started
to feel very odd, almost disorientated.  I felt Mikes hand in mine,
ushering me onto the bed where he started peeling off my clothes.  Then the
smell of incense, sweet and all-consuming, sending me into another place.

I felt Mike pull me towards him.  He was already naked, warm and silky-soft
to the touch and I remember just wanting to be a part of him, to cuddle him
from within almost.

This was the moment I totally lost out to him.  I had never in my young
life experienced anything so erotic and sensual and I never wanted it to
end.

At first we just immersed ourselves in each other's bodies, kissing and
exploring each other and where hands went lips followed in hot pursuit.  I
honestly don't believe there was one part of our bodies that didn't receive
prolonged pleasure, sexual torture even as we squirmed against each other
in some kind of weird but well choreographed dance.  Finally we ended up
head to toe and played gently with each other's bits, gradually heading for
the finale.  What ever effect the lights and incense had on our brains, we
found ourselves able to deep-throat each other with ease and the effect was
mind shattering!  Instinctively I played my finger around Mike's arse and I
was aware that he was trying to open up for me, allowing me access.  The
sweat generated by our hours of frantic loving made it almost easy for me
to push into him to my first knuckle and the vibrations around my cock as
he groaned spurred me on, deeper and deeper until my middle finger had
bottomed out inside him.  Mike lifted off my dick for an instant, "Oh fuck
yes Aaron!" before again taking me throat deep.  I started to wiggle my
finger around inside him then slowly back out to the first knuckle before
sliding deep inside him once more.  Mike was going berserk, thrashing
around on the bed like a boy possessed, never once allowing my cock to
escape the warm confines of his throat and then without warning... four or
five blasts of cum volleyed down my gullet followed by two lesser ones.
Not to be outdone, he redoubled his ministrations on me and I could feel my
moment approaching fast.  Mike must have sensed this as he came up allowing
just my cock glans to remain in his sweet mouth.  OH MY GOD!!  It spewed
out of me. Spurt after wonderful squirt to the point where I thought I was
going to pass out.  Finally I came back down from my sexual high and with
both of us completely knackered, we fell asleep in between each other's
legs.

*****


I've no idea how long we slept for but I was woken by the church bells
nearby chiming six o'clock and suddenly it dawned on me where I was and
also how late it was.  The temptation to stay entwined in this mess of arms
and legs was almost overwhelming but my feelings of family
`self-preservation' won out and I disentangled myself and drew back the
curtains just enough to look at my watch and then grab my cell phone to
check for messages.  None.  Thank fuck for that!

Leaving Mike to sleep on I left the room and called home.

"Hey Mum it's me. Just in case you were bothered, I'm round at Mike's
house."

"So you don't remember that you left a note telling us that then?"

"Ah! Well now you mention it, yes I do but we've had a lot to talk about
and anyway I was bothered that you might wonder if we were okay,
um... which we are of course!"

"It's alright Aaron. I'm only ribbing you! What are your plans then?"

"How do you mean?"

"Are you staying there tonight? It's okay with us only as long as Mike
feels his folk would be happy with it. Do you want to ask him?"

Now I couldn't tell her he was naked, sexed out and snoring like a pig, now
could I! No?

"I will in a moment and I'll call you back. He's in the bathroom right
now."

"Don't worry. Just call if you're coming home. The Elliott's have asked us
over and we'll probably stay over... No that is WE WILL be staying over
according to your father! It's just if you wanted him to lay a fire in the
drawing room."

"I'd guess we'd probably stay here Mum so tell Dad not to worry. If it is
we come back, I can do the deed."

"Okay then son. Have a lovely evening. Bye!"



Chapter Two ends.


Thank you for all the positive feedback regarding chapter one and if you
feel the urge to comment on this chapter please feel free to do so. All
will be responded to whether good, bad or indifferent.  These should be
directed to the author.

Andy.

Footea81@yahoo.co.uk