Those of you who know my stories will know that what follows is gay erotica. It is fiction and has all come out of my imagination or from suggestions gleaned in my own research. It might involve minors and might also involve some bondage style issues. This story also includes some bi-sexual activity. If this is not to your tastes then please leave now. If it is not legal, or you are not of legal age to access this type of material where you are then please leave now.
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Rick
Birthday Dare
Chapter 34
For the next couple of weeks Mike and I had to take things a bit easy and while we still had fun with each other we did not have a fuck or anything else which would be as strenuous as that. Most of our action was either hand jobs or sixty nines. But twenty five days after Mike had had his surgery I arrived at his house to see him to find that he was home alone and would be for several hours and so we decided to christen his new double bed. Yes, his room was big enough to take the double bed and still leave a bit of space to negotiate around the room so although it was crowded, Mike had opted for a double instead of the slightly smaller three quarter.
Mike was only feeling the occasional twinge of pain now but decided that he did not want to start off bent at the waist and we agreed that I would kneel on the bed and he would take me doggy style and we would see how that worked for him. Mike did not need help changing his clothes now but I still wanted to take his clothes off and also wanted him to strip me. This did not take long because we were both in a bit of a hurry to get our first love fuck in since his operation. Although while taking my clothes off Mike had succeeded in rubbing my cock enough to get me hard, by the time I was positioned on the bed the way Mike wanted me, I had started to droop and was nearly fully flaccid; but as soon as Mike started to work on my butt and got some lube spreading over my pucker I quickly got hard again and stayed that way all the way through Mike playing with my butt and legs to penetrating and stretching my hole with one finger and then a second and also a third. Mike did not hit my prostate much with his finger play, but I was still leaking a puddle of pre-cum which was hanging in a string from the tip of my throbbing cock to the small pool on his bed cover. He kept his fingers in my butt but stopped moving them as he reached for the lube and spread it on his cock; slipping his fingers out, he replaced them with his cock and the head of it was pressed against my hole which opened up and with just a little bit of pain swallowed Mikes cock in one smooth movement until his balls pressed up against my bum cheeks and his pubes tickled them.
Mike began to move in a slow and measured time pulling out untill just his cock head was in my chute and then pushing forward brushing over my prostate with each stroke. Mike kept the same pace for a full ten minutes at least but then nature started to take over and I noticed Mike's rate increasing along with some grunts as he thrust forward into me. Once the tempo changed, it did not take long for Mike to give a bit of a yell and ram as deep into me as he could before that first spasm could be felt along the length of his cock and I felt his jism hit against the wall of my chute. Mike gave enough jerks to empty his supply into me and then gently pulled out and lay down on the bed next to me quite spent.
"Thank you Stevie, I needed that but I am so out of condition already I was getting worried that I would not have been able to continue" Mike told me, "But now I have another problem in that I don't think I can return the favour; at least not for a while."
"Luv, there is no accounting in this relationship. There is no owing or claiming. You have had a traumatic time with the emergency surgery and then the infection and it is taking time for that to heal properly and while that is happening we get our pleasure where and how we can. I have got an awful lot of pleasure out of letting you make love to me and I know that even if I have to take matters into my own hands later on, the day will come when I get to make love to you in the same way and for now I can be content in knowing that you are happy." I told Mike.
"I know and hear what you say, but it still does not help me to not feel guilty and that I have let you down. Look at the party and how those girls upset you. If I had been there then it probably would not have happened. And now you are thinking you might need to wank yourself just because I am too weak to do anything for you." Mike said.
"Firstly, you weren't at that party because you were fucking sick and it was through no fault of your own so you could not do anything about that and I got upset because I let those girls have their way instead of being man enough to put my foot down and say no to them. Now, you are still recovering and need what help I can give you to help speed that recovery and I am very happy to give you that help and will continue to do so whether you want it or not. I love you and want you to know that." I chided Mike.
"And I love you too and that is why I feel so guilty. Love is about sharing but I just seem to be taking and not giving." Mike said.
"But you are giving. Making love to me is giving me pleasure. Being my boyfriend is giving me joy and a bubbling heart. What more do I need?" I told him, and then I lent over Mike to kiss him and prevent him from making any further complaints about letting me down. When our kiss ended I got up and walked naked through to the bathroom to clean my butt up and take a piss and brought back some toilet tissue to use to clean the bed where I had leaked my pre-cum and also where I had leaked Mike's cum out my bum. I had almost finished when the doorbell rang and I quickly pulled on my jeans and shirt and went downstairs to see who it was. While I was doing that Mike got some clothes on him albeit a bit more slowly.
The doorbell rang once more just as I got to it and I opened it giving the person outside the door a bit of surprise, and then I realised who it was and greeted him, "Hi Tim. I am guessing from your presence here your grounding has come to an end."
"Oh, hi Steve, yeah it has but I must admit I was not expecting to have you open the door. Is Mike here?" Tim said in his usual way of getting to his point without worrying about what happened along the way to get there.
"Do you think I would be here if Mike wasn't? I have just come to open the door because Mike is still a bit slow." I answered rather curtly.
"Slow? Why is Mike slow?" Tim asked.
"Because he is still recovering! Why do you think?" I was a bit incredulous at Tim's even having to ask such a question.
"Recovering? ... Oh yes he had an operation didn't he?" Tim said
"Yes, it was an emergency operation or had you forgotten that as well?" I asked sarcastically.
"Who is it luv?" Mike asked as he got to the bottom of the stairs.
"It's Tim, fresh out from his grounding." I called back to Mike. "You had better come on in." I told Tim, and stood back to let him through the doorway.
"Hi Mike, how are you?" Tim called out as he stepped inside.
We joined up with Mike and walked through to their sitting room where Mike and I sat down on the two seater leaving Tim to choose one of the other seats across from us.
"Do you want something to drink?" I asked Tim and then looked at Mike as well to show him he had been included in the question.
"Yeah a cool drink would be nice." Tim said.
"Could I have one too please?" Mike confirmed his choice with a bit more manners than Tim.
Right, I'll go and get some drinks then." I said standing up and I think Mike could sense the tension in my body because he rubbed the back of my leg as I stood up and then began talking to Tim clearly to prevent Tim from following me out to the kitchen to get the drinks.
When I returned with the drinks I put the tray down on the table and handed one to Tim who just took it without making a sound and then I gave Mike his and got a "thanks". I was facing Mike and smiled when he said thanks and then looked over my shoulder at Tim before picking up my glass and turning to sit down next to Mike again. Tim did not even seem to realise that he had not given any acknowledgement for having received his drink.
"So did any of those girls put out for you guys at Carrie's party?" Tim asked obviously having forgotten that Mike had not been there.
"Well it would have been a bit difficult seeing as Mike was in hospital having just had surgery to save his life." I said angrily.
Mike squeezed my leg to help me to calm down. "Steve was the only guy to stay over and the girls were a bit mean to him so let's not talk about it okay?" Mike said forcing a change in the subject.
"Oh, okay. So what have you guys been doing while I have been grounded then?" Tim asked again and I could see a bulge forming in his jeans and realised that he was trying to work around to asking us to give him some action. I decided I would do my best to thwart that if he tried because he clearly had not yet learned to think of others instead of just himself despite his time in solitary where he must have had a lot of time to contemplate his attitude and his approach to others.
"Well not a great deal. Steve and I hung out together a bit and then I went and got this burst appendix and ended up in hospital and Steve has been looking after me since I got out of hospital." Mike said not giving anything away as Tim clearly had not picked up on Mike calling me "Luv" when I was at the door with Tim.
"So you guys haven't seen any real action except with your own hands too then? Tim asked.
"Well I guess you could say there has been enough to keep us happy but being in the pain I have been in I was not able to do much either for myself or for someone else." Mike explained.
"Are you up for something now?" Tim asked outright.
"I don't think Mike has recovered enough yet." I said abruptly.
"Well how about you then? And Mike could just watch." Tim asked.
"That would not be fair on Mike would it? How would you like to be in that position and watch your friends having sex when you can't and yet you are horny as hell?" I asked Tim.
"Well I am horny as hell and remember I also have not had internet access or my phone while I have been grounded." Tim whined.
"Well you are going to have to go and find somewhere else to do it because it is not happening with us." Mike told Tim quite firmly.
"Shit, and I thought you guys were my friends." Tim spat out at us.
"We are your friends but all this time you have had to think about things and you still have not realised you need to think about how others feel and not be so selfish you don't even hear what they are saying because you are concentrating on yourself so much." I said.
"What do you mean by that?" Tim asked angrily.
"The fact you even need to ask is proof of what I said. Look at you. I made sure you knew that Mike was very ill and had to have emergency surgery and yet the first time you contact him after that it is because all you want is someone to get your rocks off for you and you hadn't even remembered that he had been so sick. And even now that we have explained the situation to you, you are still callous enough to suggest he can just watch because all you want is some sex. You have not even thought about how either of us might feel. You haven't seen us for nearly a month and the only thing your conversation has been aimed at is satisfying your little cock. Mike's been sick and I got upset at the party and although you have been told both these things you have not expressed any sympathy or sorrow for what has happened to us. You couldn't even say please and thank you for your cool drink. Tim Wilcox you will not get any real pleasure from life until you start to look to others and their wants and needs ahead of your own. Only then will you find that the real pleasure in any relationship is when you give without expecting anything in return. When you consider others before yourself. If you had done that weeks ago you might not have been grounded at all." I stopped to catch my breath.
"Well if that is what you guys think of me I don't need to stay here and be insulted. With friends like you who needs enemies?" Tim spat out as he stood up. "Don't worry I will see myself out as I would hate to inconvenience you any further." And he left slamming the front door on his way out.
I sat in silence for a bit and then turned to Mike and asked, "What have I done? I'm sorry; I think I have killed a friendship for you as well as for me. I don't know what came over me. I think I should go after him and apologize."
"No! Don't you dare! You just told him the truth about himself and he so selfish he still can't see it let alone admit it to himself. Give him some time stew over it and then we will see what can be done to mend fences. But I am guessing we will be given the cold shoulder when we return to school next week at least for a short while anyways. But don't worry about it. We've both tried to be gentle and tell him in a softer way and he has totally ignored that. Something harsher had to be said and maybe it will be straw that breaks the camel's back to get him to look outward a bit." Mike comforted me.
"Now can we go back up to my room as there is some unfinished business I need to take care of?"