After what my dad and me did with Michael, I wasn't sure what was going to happen. Michael was acting pretty weird around me at school and I thought maybe we weren't going to be friends anymore. That made me sad.

At my school, we have recess in a place that is also a parking lot sometimes. There's no grass, just that black stuff that cars drive on. It's got a fence all the way around it like a prison. And behind the school, but inside the fence is a thing like an alleyway. Sometimes we go back there when we are playing hide and seek and stuff like that.

One day when we were out at recess. I was playing kickball with Brian and Jake, and I kept seeing Michael looking over at me like he wanted to play too, but he didn't come over. Then he was leaning against the wall of the school, over by that alleyway and he looked sad. So I went over to where he was standing and asked him what he was doing. He grabbed my arm kinda, and pulled me around the corner where none of the teachers or other kids could see. He was really nervous, and he wasn't really looking at my face.

Michael said, "you can't tell anybody what happened ok? Promise?"

"Well yea Michael, I won't tell nobody. You can't tell nobody either"

"And your dad, he can't tell no other big people either right?"

"Yea, you don't have to worry about my dad. He's cool"

There was a few seconds of silence and then Michael looks up at me and the next thing I know, his face is coming towards mine. I didn't know what was going on, I just knew he was getting in my face. I tried to back up, but my head hit the wall. And then Michael kissed me on the mouth. I was shocked. He only kissed me for like 2 seconds and then he really looked scared. I didn't know what to do or what to say. Michael said "uh.....uh...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry" and he started to walk away.

I grabbed his arm and he pulled it away from me. "No stop. Don't run away Michael, please?" He stopped. "I like you Michael. I like you a lot" I said. "I know, I like you too Christopher. And...I kinda want to do what we did before. I liked it."

WOW, that totally took me by surprise. But it made me feel better than anything in the world. Better than my dad sucking me the other day. Better than when I rub my cock with my mom's face cream. It just made me feel tingly all over. Kinda like a bunch of pins all over me. I said "me too, I mean, I liked it. Do you think you can sleep over on Friday"

"I don't know. I'll have to ask my mom"

"Ok, that would be really cool. What about my dad?"

"What about him?"

"Well he likes doing it with you too. Do you want him to?"

Michael shrugged and said "I don't know, maybe. It made me feel a little weird. But not when you were doing it. Then it felt great. I mean, I might wanna try it again sometime if he wants to, but maybe not" I said "I liked watching my dad doing it to you. It was pretty cool" I was waiting for him to say that was gross but he didn't.

Michael looked at me and smiled. This time it was like he was looking into my eyes and then he said "see ya" and he turned and ran away. It's a good thing too, because Mr. Wren came around the corner of the building and said "what are you boys doing back here?" "Nuthin" I said.

After that, Michael was different. It was kinda like it was before. We sat together at lunch and played at recess time. One day Michael asked me if I wanted to come over to his house after school. I said I had to go right home, but he said just to stop to check out the fort he built under the big pine tree in his yard.

He doesn't live far from our school. So we got there pretty quick and he showed me how to get under the branches. They hung down and touched the ground and when you where in there, nobody could see you. I looked around "wowwwwwwwww, this is cool Michael"

Michael said "I know right? Nobody can see you here. So um.... Can we kiss again?"

"Sure. I never kissed a guy before. But I would like to kiss you Michael". He stood in front of me with his hands to his side, leaned his face close to me and put his lips against mine. We stayed like that for awhile. Not knowing what to do next.

I said, "I heard about something called Frenching. It's like kissing with your mouth open and sticking your tongues out so they touch. And turn your head a little sideways too. Wanna try it?"

"Sure.... Ok"

As we both opened our mouths a little and pushed our tongues out, our mouths touched. I felt his tongue rubbing against mine and it was a sensation that I can't describe. I put my hands on his shoulders kind of for leverage as we kissed and Michael put his behind my back. He was kinda holding onto my ribs. Our lips grinded together and our tongues rubbed. Almost like we were licking each others tongues. At the same time it was like we were both sucking each others mouths. I don't know why, but I was making a lot of slobber, like when I'm hungry. And Michael was too. I know it sounds gross, but we were swapping our spit back and forth as we kissed. Neither of us minded. I liked kissing Michael and I could tell he liked kissing me too. I put my hands around Michael and started to rub his back and he started rubbing me as we continued to kiss. I didn't want it to ever end. I felt like I needed to get my tongue as far in Michael's mouth as I could. And believe me, I was trying.

Just then, we heard his mom calling "Mike-ey........ Mike-ey. Are you out here? Supper is almost ready. Mike-ey"

I don't have any idea how long we were kissing. When we pulled our lips apart both our faces were covered in spit. We looked at each other and laughed. We wiped our faces with our shirts. Then Michael hugged me and said "I gotta go. I'll ask my mom if I can sleep over, ok?"

"OK" I said. And as I watched Michael walk into his house, I had an empty feeling. What was happening to me? It was weird. I have never felt like that before.

When I got home, I noticed my underwear was all wet in the front. I thought maybe I pissed in my pants, but I hadn't done that for years. And it was really only a little wet. When I felt it, it was all sticky like sperm. I didn't think I could have had an orgasm and not known it, but that must have been what happened.

During the rest of that week, Michael and I saw each other at school, but we basically kept to ourselves. We gave each other a little smile every now and then, but we didn't want to seem too friendly with each other. After school I would go home and I would be thinking about Michael all the time. What was he doing? Remembering his kisses. Remembering giving him a blow job. I even jerked off a couple times and thought about him when I orgasmed. When Friday came, Michael had gotten permission to sleep over at my house. I just knew this was gonna be a fun night.

My mom made a really good supper. Baked Chicken and mashed potatoes and corn. Then we were allowed to watch tv for awhile and play games. Then we had to go upstairs and brush our teeth and get ready for bed. It was still a little cold outside, so we still had to wear pajamas to go to bed. I had spaceman pajamas. A long sleeved shirt, kind of yellow with some kind of goofy looking alien on the front. Not a scary alien like in the movie alien. More like a friendly alien in a cartoon. My pants were long and black with spacemen and planets and stars all over them. Michael's pajamas were a green shirt with blue and yellow dinosaurs on it, and long gray pants that looked like sweatpants.

We got into my bed and we were looking at my baseball cards for a long time. I knew since my mom was home that my dad wouldn't try anything with Michael. And even though I liked watching my dad with him. I felt kind of jealous now, I didn't want anybody else to touch him except me. My dad came up to tuck us in. When he saw Michael, he started rubbing his hair, like he was petting a dog. Then he leaned down and took a big sniff of Michael's hair. He looked like my mom looks when she smells roses my dad bought her. Michael brushed his hand away.

"Daddddddddddd" I said. He stopped and chuckled and said "ok boys". He looked like he was making sure my mom wasn't around. Then he said "time for bed". He pulled the blankets up over us and gave us each a kiss on the forehead. Then he said "are you boys gonna mess around tonight?"

"Oh my god dad. Go away" He smiled and winked at me and said "make sure you save some of that for me", and he walked out of the room, pulling my bedroom door most of the way closed. I'm not sure who he was talking to, or what the "that" was that he wanted us to save.

In a little while, I heard my mom come upstairs and I heard their bedroom door close. I snuck out of my bed and looked out in the hallway to make sure their door was really closed and then I pulled my door all the way closed very quietly. Then I got back in bed. I don't know why, but I always slept on the inside when I had a person sleeping over. My friend was always on the outside. Anyway, I don't know why I told you that except that I had to crawl over Michael's legs to get in and out of bed.

Michael and I lay there in silence for a good 15 minutes. Listening to each other breath. Then as if on que, we rolled over on our sides facing each other. I looked at Michael's face, illuminated by only my Power Ranger nightlight; from when I was little I want you to know. He looked beautiful to me and I put my hand on his cheek. Feeling his soft skin. I asked him if I could kiss him and he shook his head yes. Then as I put my mouth on his, he closed his eyes and we kissed. We kissed long and deep. I slipped my arm under his body and he did the same to me and soon we were hugging and caressing each other as we kissed. We were grinding our pajama covered little boy crotches together. We both had little erections. I could hear Michael breathing faster and I sensed that I was doing the same.

I sat up and said "I'm gonna take off my shirt". Michael said "ok" and did the same thing. We did not even bother to lay back down as we continued making out. Now our 10 year old upper bodies were naked and it felt good to rub my body against someone else. Especially knowing it was Michael. I don't know why. But I felt like I wanted more of him. I not only wanted to kiss his mouth, but I wanted to kiss him everywhere, and I started doing just that. First kissing his neck and he let me. Then kissing his shoulder and he let me. Then I kissed his chest and when I noticed his nipple in the light of the nightlight, I started licking it. Michael liked that and he started to rub my head.

I reached between Michael's legs and started to rub his pajama covered cock and it was hard and making the front of his pants poke out. He laid down and I kept rubbing him and kissing my way down his body. I laid my head on Michael's stomach and listened to his belly. I listened to his heart beat as I rubbed his most private place. I wanted to suck him again. I sat up and grabbed the elastic on the sides of his pajama bottoms and started to pull them down. Michael reached down and grabbed them with me and helped me pull them down as he raised his hips off the bed. I rolled them and his underwear down about halfway between his knees and his feet and then I reached up and fondled Michael's balls and stroked his little dick. Watching it jump as I played with it. Michael was breathing heavy again and so was I.

I crawled down between Michael's feet. Laying on his pajamas, trapping his feet and I started licking his balls. Michael spread his knees and lifted his hips a little so I could lick all around his sac. Then I took his dick into my mouth and started sucking him. Up and down, up and down, then I pulled off and kissed his thigh, then another kiss, then back to his cock. It was awesome. I love the way Michael smelled down there. I love the way he felt in my mouth. I loved the way he tasted too. I couldn't describe it so don't ask me, but it was incredible.

I licked and sucked his prepubescent cock and balls for about 15 minutes before Michael put his hand down and kept me from going back down on him and he said "Stop, I wanna try it on you". I think I got the biggest smile. I climbed back up to my spot in the bed and said "are you sure?".

Michael shook his head and said "oh yea, I'm sure". His pajamas were still bunched up around his ankles and he pushed me over sideways towards the wall, pulled down the front of my pajamas and started sucking my cock. Just like that. I moaned. I moaned because it was incredible. Not only did it feel good, but I looked down and I could see Michael's beautiful face perfectly as his soft lips surrounded my hard dick.

Then I did the same thing he did to me, and stopped him and said "do you know what 69ing is? It's when we both do it to each other at the same time. Wanna try?"

"ok"

So I put my feet up on the pillow and shimmied my way closer to him. As I was doing that, I pushed my pajama bottoms and underpants the rest of the way down. "Slide down a little" I told him. He was laying with his legs together in the fetal position almost. So I grabbed his top leg and had him bend at the knee so I could get to his dick easier, and then I assumed the same position and we both went down on each other at the same time. We might have only been 10 years old, but we knew what we liked. And right now, we both liked having our dicks in a warm mouth and we liked the feel of a dick in our own mouth.

Michael stopped and said "Christopher?" I pulled off his dick.

"What?"

And Michael said "don't tell anybody about this" and then he started laughing. It took me by surprise and I laughed and blew a little snot out of my nose.

"Christopher?"

"What Michael?"

"When we did this before, you kept sucking me even when I was having my orgasm. Did you eat my sperm?"

"Yea. I wasn't going to, but I was having fun and I didn't want to stop"

"ok" Michael contemplated for a moment, then he said "do YOU shoot yet?"

"Yes, but you don't have to eat it if you don't want to"

"No, that's allright, I will. Is it gross?"

"A little bit, but mostly its like getting a mouthful of water at the ocean. Its real salty and the taste goes away fast"

"ok" And he went back down on me.

Our hands were caressing each others soft smooth butt cheeks, our fingers occasionally squeezing the soft flesh of a cheek, as we sucked and sucked each others dicks. We were caressing each others naked boy skin from thigh, to butt cheek, and up to the center of our backs.

I was the first to have an orgasm and I didn't even stop sucking him to warn him. It was intense. I shot my cream into Michaels mouth and kept sucking him and within a few seconds, I could taste his cream in my mouth. We both released each others dicks and rolled over on our backs. Breathing hard. I summoned all the strength I had to turn my body around and I laid my body across his and put my mouth against his to kiss him. I was holding onto the sides of Michael's head. Our chests were against each others. We French kissed and tasted our own sperm along with the others.

We pulled the blankets up over us and fell asleep as we embraced. We didn't even bother to pull up our pajama bottoms. So I am sure we rubbed ourselves against each other during the night. I never thought of myself as gay. But it occurred to me that I was falling in love with Michael. And Michael appeared to be falling in love with me.

to be continued