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Second Chances
By Pony Boy 1984
Chapter Four: Adjustments
Sometime after midnight, I had awakened to the acrid odor of smoke. When my eyes snapped open, an amorphous blanket of grey obscured my vision and a searing heat nipped at my flesh. However, I wasn't in my bedroom, at least not the one I currently called my own. I stumbled out of bed and immediately noticed an orange glow underneath the bedroom door. My first thought, or at least Daniel's first memory was to call out for his parents but there was no response. As I reached out for the doorknob, I caught my reflection in the mirror and realized I was much younger. This wasn't a prophetic dream or a random nightmare, I recognized this as Danny's old room and his home was engulfed in flames.
I awoke with a gasp, but found my naked form nestled safely within Paul's protective arms. He stirred slightly as I squirmed in panic. I felt him squeeze my body as he kissed the back of my neck. "It's alright Danny, you're safe." He whispered, his arms pressed against my bare chest. This was obviously something Paul was accustomed to and I began to understand why Danny shares a room with his brother now.
I soon felt Paul harden, his cock head pushing at my boy hole. I gently pushed back into him, and let him pop inside me. Over the next twenty minutes, he very gently fucked me, as my fingers played with my foreskin and relished the heat of Paul's smooth flesh enveloping my slender form as he drew me tightly against him. We both moaned very softly as his shaft pushed in and out of my ass, and that's exactly how we both fell back to sleep as he nipped at my ear lobe.
When we awoke, sunshine was streaming through the window. Paul was still hilted inside me, thrusting very gently as if trying not to wake me. To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if we had done this in our sleep the entire night. I turned my head slightly and saw Paul smiling at me. "Morning Bro." He whispered, jabbing his three-inches into me.
I used my legs to kick over Paul, allowing me get on top, while keeping him inside me. I smiled down at him mischievously, "Are we getting up for breakfast now?"
Paul grabbed me by the hips and shook his head. "We got something to finish." He said, trying to push his shaft upward. I lifted myself up by the knees then sank back down repeatedly to meet each of his upward thrusts. Paul's right hand slid up my smooth chest and rubbed it gently. He stopped to pinch each nipple, causing me to clamp down on his cock tightly. He then lifted his hand to my mouth and slipped a couple fingers between my lips, which I began sucking on as I rode him.
Paul moaned softly as he looked up at me. "I should have Tommy come over. Imagine having him in your mouth instead of my fingers." He said, grinning up at me.
My mental gears need to spin, as I struggled to figure out who Paul was referring to, until I instinctively looked over at Paul's desk where a picture of a tall, handsome boy with short chestnut hair. Tommy was a couple inches taller than my brother, but the boy had a baby face. I recollected the taste of his cock in Danny's mouth and began sucking on Paul's fingers nosily as I moaned.
Paul laughed, "I thought you'd like that idea."
As I bounced up and down on Paul's cock, I heard a small noise coming from the direction of the toy closet. I glanced in that direction and caught some motion within, but Paul pinched one of my nipples again, bringing my attention back down at him as I moaned. I could tell from his heaving chest that he was getting close. Paul brought both hands back down to clasp my hips tightly as he began bumping and grinding into my tight hole aggressively. I licked my lips and arched my back, squeezing my ass muscles to further pleasure him.
The look of ecstasy on my brother's face as his mouth opened wide and our eyes locked on one another. I felt nothing but utter love for him as he gasped out my name and grunting repeatedly as his uncut cock pulsed and throbbed inside me, struggling to ejaculate what probably wouldn't be present for another year. I wouldn't let Paul come down; I kept lifting myself up and down and squeezing my ass around him, holding him in rapture until he began giggling and fought to kick me off him as his cock became hypersensitive.
Trying to be mindful of what mom had told me, I let Paul pull my body toward him. He licked his lips and drew me close enough to engulf my little uncut cock into his mouth. I immediately moaned loudly when my shaft made contact with his hot, moist mouth. For the second time, the sound of a gasp drew my attention toward the closet, but Paul's swirling tongue that poked inside my foreskin brought my full attention back down on him. I soon began humping his mouth, and Paul's tight grasp on my slender hips drew me close enough so that even my smooth balls disappeared into his mouth. I looked up at the ceiling and began gasping in my high-pitched pre-pubescent voice, "Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Soon Paul worked his left hand under me and jabbed a finger inside my hole, causing me to begin cresting over the edge. My cock began to spasm as my entire body shuddered, my muscles clamping down on Paul's finger. He responded by jabbing it in deeper and holding me tight against his mouth. I'm not even sure whether he was able to breath. Waves of pleasure swept across my body, causing my lithe frame to contort, twist and arch like a marionette. Paul wouldn't allow my orgasm to subside, and my voice gradually rose in pitch. "Ugh! Ugh! Oh my God Paul!" I squeaked.
It wasn't until we heard mom call out, "Danny, Paul. Time for Breakfast!" Paul let me go, and I collapsed on top of him, struggling to catch my breath. We kissed passionately for a moment before dragging ourselves out of bed. I grabbed a pair of green Hulk Underroos and a tank top and threw them on as Paul tossed on a pair of gym shorts and a Nickleback T-shirt. Together we headed out to the kitchen where mom had breakfast waiting.
"Where is your brother?" She asked us. We both shrugged, not having seen him yet.
"Mikey, time for breakfast!" She called out.
My younger brother emerged from down the hall, his face was a little flushed and I couldn't help but notice that he was walking a little oddly. He avoided eye contact with Paul and me, taking a seat at the opposite end of the table. He was wearing what looked like one of Paul's t-shirts because it extended down to his legs. I'm not even sure he was wearing any underwear, and he slid himself practically under the table to further obscure things. Mom didn't pay him any mind, and soon the scent of bacon and eggs had all of us focused on breakfast.
"How did it feel to sleep in your own bed again?" Mom asked.
I looked over at Paul who hid his smirk by cramming eggs into his mouth. "It was really good mom!" My response caused Paul to chortle while Mikey dared to make eye contact with me before looking back down at the strip of bacon between his fingers.
"Well, it looks like your brothers are glad to have you back." She replied, and both boys were quick to smile and nod their heads. "You got practice at 2pm right Paul?" She asked my brother.
"Yes mom. I should be back by 4pm, did you need something?" He asked.
She scratched her chin for a moment. "Well, it's just I need to head over to Walmart and Home Depot. Danny, are you going to be alright if I leave you here for an hour by yourself with your brother?" She asked me.
"Yes mom, I'll be fine." I assured her.
"Your dad will be back in a few hours, if you need me just give me a call." She instructed, before sniffing the air. She looked down at Mikey and sniffed at the t-shirt. "What are you wearing? Isn't that Paul's?" She asked my little brother.
Mikey shrugged his slender shoulders, "I guess so. I just put it on." He responded, avoiding eye contact with her.
"Dude, I had that in the laundry." Paul said, shaking his head.
"I want you to take a bath young man." She admonished Mikey.
"Aww mom!" The boy whined in protest.
"Danny, I want you to help him." She said, turning to me.
"I'm not a bab..." Mikey started to say. He suddenly flashed a devilish smile at me and changed his tune. "Alright mom." He said with feigned ambivalence toward the idea.
Together, we enjoyed breakfast then went to watch a couple cartoons in the living room while mom cleaned the dishes. Soon Paul was in his basketball outfit and was out the door and mom was close behind him after furnishing some last minute instructions in case I had any problems. Once she pulled out from the driveway, I said, "I guess we should get your bath over with." As Mikey stood up, I saw his bare bubble butt underneath Paul's dirty shirt.
"How come you're wearing Paul's dirty shirt?" I asked him.
"It makes me feel like a big boy." Mikey responded.
We walked into the bathroom, and I began to draw warm water for him. At his insistence, I added a generous portion of bubble bath and had him check the water. He pulled off the t-shirt and wiggled his behind. It was all I could do to stop from kneeling down and tasting him. He climbed into the bath and quickly sank beneath the layer of bubbly soapsuds, but not before, I got a quick look at his little uncut cock, which surprisingly appeared partially erect.
Predictably, he began splashing around until suds began clinging to the tiles and even my hair. "Don't make a big mess." I ordered, shaking my head but unable to keep from laughing at him.
"Danny...Do you love me as much as Paul?" He suddenly asked, taking me aback.
"What? Why do you ask that?" I asked in concern.
"Well..." Mikey began, "You guys do special stuff you don't do with me." He said with enough hurt in his voice that I felt my stomach sink.
"We're you hiding in the closet this morning?" I asked him.
Mikey looked down at the suds and nodded his head. "I like to sneak in and watch sometimes." He admitted.
I turned bright red and experienced a wave of panic. "We love you a lot Mikey. It's just we're older. We're doing secret big boy stuff. You're still too little." I said a little defensively, while trying not to sound condescending.
"I'm not too little. That thing happens to me too!" He countered.
"What thing is that?" I asked, suddenly confused. Mikey lifted his body up, pushing his waist past the layer of bubbles. I was quite astounded to see Mikey was sporting a full erection. His cock was coated with soapsuds but looked to be a little over an inch. He ran his fingers along it, and pulled his foreskin down enough to allow his tip to flare. I immediately couldn't help but harden, and massage between my legs.
Mikey grinned at me as he stroked himself. "See it gets real hard just like yours. Can I see yours please?" He asked, as he pointed a soapy finger at the bulge in my underwear.
Danny's impulsiveness quickly resulted in me pulling those green Underroos down to my ankles. As I stepped out of them, I pulled off the t-shirt and sat along the edge of the tub. "Yours is bigger, but I'll catch up." He said confidently. I did not pull away as he reached out and wrapped his soapy fingers around my cock. I couldn't help but moan approvingly and so I leaned even closer as he began manipulating my foreskin carefully.
"We both love you very much Mikey. We just wanted to wait until you were ready." I said to him softly, trying to convey the love, I know Danny (and by extension myself) feel for him.
"I've even been practicing!" He said. He stood up as rivulets of soap oozed down his small, smooth body. He grabbed a toothbrush from the sink then turned toward the wall. After making it slippery with the bubbles he used his left hand to pull his ass cheeks apart and promptly pressed the smooth, cylindrical handle of the toothbrush against his eight-year-old boy hole then pushed it deep inside. "See how far I can get it in now!" He stated proudly.
Two things went through my mind. First, I made a mental note to never make use Mikey's toothbrush and secondly, he was deliberately turning me on and succeeding. He turned to me and began sucking on his thumb, slurping on it noisily just as I had done with Paul's fingers earlier. "Oh yes, you're doing really good." I complimented, as I began massaging his slippery backside and took over sliding the toothbrush handle in and out of him for a few minutes while he moaned.
"Can I show you some things?" I asked him tentatively.
His face immediately lit up, "Yes please!" He replied.
I pulled out the toothbrush and spread his cheeks apart, exposing his virgin rosebud. I had to taste to Mikey and so I leaned in close and relished the young boy scent that was mixed with bubble bath formula. I pressed my tongue against his sphincter and teased it for several moments until Mikey began to whimper and beg until I plunged it all the way inside.
"Oh Danny, I like that a lot!" Mikey moaned, pushing his bubble butt into my face as he felt his own chest and even pinched his little pink nipples. I could tell because his ass muscles clamped down on my tongue when he did so, and I made sure to flick my tongue in and out of him to heighten his pleasure.
I then turned Mikey around to face me. I used a face cloth to wipe away the suds from his little stiffy, then pulled the foreskin back to reveal his little purple cock head, which couldn't have been, much more than the size of a dime. Regardless, I swirled my tongue around it then wrapped my warm, wet lips over it while using my free hands to massage his ball sac and feel his ass cheeks. I made every step slow and deliberate, looking up to make sure he was paying attention so he could understand how to perform each step. I stopped to suck on his balls before taking it all into my mouth and sucking gently. The expressions on his face were angelic as his cheeks flushed slightly as he cooed and moaned down at me in his sweet high-pitched voice. That pitch raised even higher when I pushed my forefinger back inside his hole, and soon his body was instinctively humping my mouth, then pushing back into my finger. I can only assume this natural instinct runs in the family.
I looked up at him and let his cock spring from my mouth. "Would you like to take a turn?" I asked him.
"Oh please Danny! I'll do good!" He promised.
I stood up and stepped into the tub with him. "I know you will Mikey. Now get on your knees." I instructed. Mikey knelt down and looked up me with eagerness as his small hand glided up and down my legs. "Go on, give it a try." I encouraged. Mikey didn't need any more prodding. Soon, my own stiff two-inch cock was between his fingers, while his other hand carefully felt my balls. I remained silent and he pulled more foreskin back and ran his soapy fingers around my cock head, prompting me to moan softly. He leaned in close enough that I could feel his hot breath on my cock and it made me painfully hard. His soft grey eyes locked on to mine as I ordered him to lick it first. Mikey nodded then began running his tongue along the shaft, then pulled the skin back and licked my head.
Without further prompting, Mikey had taken it all into his mouth. He began moaning, though I'm not sure if he was just emulating what he heard Paul and I doing, or he was genuinely that excited. "Use your tongue more, swirl it around." I told him, and he quickly complied. He slurped as if he was sucking on a Popsicle, but that only turned me on more as I gently rubbed his damp, black hair. I began humping his mouth, but soon he pulled away gasping for breath. "You need to breathe through your nose Mikey. Let's try again." Mikey nodded his head and took my cock back into his mouth, taking care to swirl his tongue around as it disappeared between his lips. It was obvious he genuinely wanted to get good and soon I felt a small finger teasing my hole. "That's it Mikey, take a quick breath when you need to and push your finger inside."
Mikey was still struggling to breathe through his nose, but he was soldiering through it better with some additional gentle encouragement. I soon felt a soapy finger poking into a hole that drove me wild as he continued to slurp on me. He would peer up at me with his grey eyes, seeking approval which I furnished by licking my lips and moaning loudly. The look of pride on my little brother's face only turned me on more. "OK Mikey, it's time to show you something else." I said down at him.
He looked momentarily disappointed as my cock slipped from between his lips. Then his lips curled into a grin. "Are you going to stick your thing into me like Paul does with you?" He asked breathlessly.
Who am I to disappoint him? I tried to rationalize to myself. I instructed him to get on all fours in the tub as I posited myself behind him. He looked back at me excitedly, but I could tell from the way that he held his breath that he was a little afraid too. "Don't worry, we'll take this slow. Just tell me to stop if you need a break." I was going to be a little bigger than he had trained himself to take, but I was grateful Danny wasn't well endowed because that would make it much easier on Mikey and would be good preparation for him to take Paul's cock.
I pulled my foreskin back and rubbed the tip of my cock between his cheeks, then rubbed the soapy tip along his virgin hole. "You want this Mikey?" I teased him.
He nodded his head so eagerly that his hair sent out bits of soapsuds in all directions. "Oh yes! I want to learn how just like you." He said with a dead serious expression.
"Well, to make things more fun you have to tell me how bad you want it." I said.
Mikey thought hard for a moment then said, "Oh, I want you to stick it in me wicked bad!" He said with such a sincere expression that I couldn't help but laugh as I continued to tease his hole to the point he began pushing his little bubble butt into me.
"You're going to have to convince me Mikey. I want you to really beg for it." I teased, as I began to fondle his little stiffy with my soaped up hand.
Mikey flashed a huge grin, catching on to the nature of the game. "Oh Danny, please put it in me. Make me a big boy just like Paul does with you. Put it in really good!" He said, emphasizing his words in such a manner to be simultaneously innocent and exceedingly lewd.
"Oh yes Mikey, that's it. I'm going to give it to you really good." I assured him. At this point, I was far too turned on to stop now and besides, I am quite certain Mikey would be genuinely hurt if I refused him at this point. I rubbed his smooth buttocks and thighs as I began to push my cock inside him. When he gasped, I paused for a moment to give him time to adjust but soon he was nodding his head and even gently pushing back into me. Soon my slippery shaft sunk all the way inside him. I couldn't have imagined anything more blissful than the feel of Mikey's virgin hole. He didn't ask me to stop but I could see him wincing with some discomfort. I grinded into him gently and rubbed his smooth, slippery flesh all over until he began pushing back into me again.
I took hold of his thighs and began fucking him, prompting little grunts and moans to escape Mikey's lips with each thrust. "Tell me how you like it Mikey. You want me to stop?" I said.
He looked back at me. "Oh, please don't stop! I like how it makes me filled up on the inside. It makes me feel like I need to pee." He confessed.
"That's called having an orgasm." I began to explain. "It's like having to pee, but instead the stuff that makes babies inside girls. It's sort of like milk."
Mikey turned back in concern, and I immediately guessed the problem. "Don't worry, only girls can have babies and it goes into a different place anyways." I assured him.
He smiled in relief and said, "Will you put your milk in me?"
"We're not old enough to make the milk yet, but I think Paul will be able to before his next birthday." I explained.
"I want you and Paul to put your special milk in me." Mikey said earnestly, moaning more loudly as I increased the force of my thrusting.
"Are you sure you don't want me to stop? I'm not sure..." I teased.
Mikey was a quick learner and he experiencing more lust than I thought a boy his age was capable exhibiting. He turned around and flashed me a wild look. "Don't stop! Do it harder and make me have an orgasm! Please..." He begged, and I could tell from the smirk that he was very much `getting' the nature of the game. I happily complied by fucking him hard, sending the water swaying to the edges of the tub as we found our rhythm.
Mikey turned back to look at me, his eyes widening. "It's happening again!" He announced with a look of wonder. I could feel his small body tense up and begin to spasm. His hot little hole clenched my cock tightly as his very first orgasm washed across his body. Symbolically it seems, our frantic swaying and pushing resulted in the water spilling over the edge of the tub and splashing on the tiled floor as Mikey panted and moaned. "It's happening! I'm doing it! I love you Danny!" Mikey practically screamed as I plowed his shuddering body. I crested just behind him, reveling in the naughtiness of taking my little brother's virginity. My own back arched as I clung to his slender hips, our high-pitched voices forming a chorus before we sank together into the warm water and kissed.
"Let's keep this just between us. Let me teach you a few more things before I talk to Paul, OK?" I asked Mikey. My brother agreed and I began the arduous process of cleaning up the mess we made before mom got home. I never imagined a ten-year-old's life could be so complicated and with the specter of Tommy coming over, it was only promising to become even more adventurous!