“Come sit on the edge of my bed and lay back…and I’ll do the rest. You’ll be soft when I’m done, but you might be sleepy - so if you take a nap, that’s cool - that’s why I said you might have to stay late.” Kent said.

-”Can you do it now?”, asked Mickey.
“Sure can…c’mon into my room. Remember, if you want me to stop anytime, just let me know, ok?”
-”OK”
Mickey sat on the edge of the king size bed and lay back with his arms at his sides. Kent knelt between his legs and began to tongue the insides of his thighs…working his way up to his crotch…teasing the hair on his nuts with his tongue…nipping at his jewels…gently taking one - then the other - then both into his mouth…flicking his tongue up his firm abdomen - letting his cheek rub against the side of the boy’s rigid tool…then, starting under his balls…flicking his tongue up his shaft to just below the head…pausing and teasing until he started to moan…then pulled his tool to an upright position and took as much as he could in his mouth…working the tender, sensitive shaft with his tongue. He gently held his balls in his fingers, gauging how close to climax he was…and then…Mickey let out a loud gasp and began to shoot stream after stream of hot jism into Kent’s mouth. Kent held the load until his dick began to soften…then slid off and swallowed. He moved up beside the spent lad and put an arm around him. Mickey rolled on his side and wrapped himself around Kent…found his lips and kissed him…actually tasting his own cum on Kent’s lips.
-”Holy shit…if that’s a blow job…don’t ever stop…thank you… thank you…thank you!”
“Now you’re soft - and sleepy…take a nap…we’ll get a few more pictures when you wake up…”
-”Stay here with me?”
“Sure…”
About ninety minutes later Mickey woke from his nap - still in Kent’s arms. They lay there for a few minutes… luxuriating in the warmth and closeness.
-”You want to take some ’soft’ pictures?”
“I only have two more to take…but first, I have a gift for you.”
-”Really?”
“Yeah…I bought you something this morning that I wanted to give you if what I had hoped for really happened.”
-”What did you hope for?”
“That I’d be able to give you a blow job…and that you’d really like it…”
-”I REALLY liked it…!”
“Let me get your gift…then I’ll take the last two pics for today…”
Kent went over to his dresser drawer and took out a small package.
“I got you a ring…a special friendship ring that only you and I will know the significance of…”
-”Cool…can I see it?”
“Let me put it on you…”
Mickey held out his hand…
“Doesn’t go there…here, let me put it in the right place. This will always remind you of the ‘first times’ you had this week with me - you really gave me your virginity, you know…first hand job, then your first male kiss - and…your first blow job!”
Kent had bought him a 1 7/8″ stainless steel cock ring - just like his own. He slid it over his flaccid dick, and popped his balls through one at a time - then, holding Mickey’s sweet package in his hand, leaned over and kissed the top of his dick.
-”Man…is that ever great…and does it ever feel great on…I  don’t know if I’ll ever take it off…wow!”
“Close up picture of your ringed package - OK?”
-”Right on…!”
“Just one more picture…pull off that undershirt.”
-”What’s the picture?”
“I’ve got a camera set that will take our picture together - as we are right now…naked, close, wearing matching rings… something that we both will save, probably for the rest of our lives.”
Kent set the timer…held Mickey close, being sure to expose both their ringed packages…and waited for the flash.

“There…done for the day…hope this doesn’t make you too late getting home.”
-”Well, I’m not really in a hurry…”
“What about the cat?”
*”I lied…I don’t have a cat…can I stay here tonight?”
“What about getting dressed for class tomorrow?”
-”I could skip…or leave early to pick up some clothes.”
“Sure…you can stay…but I’m done taking pictures for now, so you’re off the clock.”
-”I don’t care about the clock…I’m here with you…can I give you a blow job?”
“At the right time…tell you what…I’ll let you suck my dick a little before we go to sleep tonight, how’s that?”
Mickey dropped to his knees and took Kent’s soft tool in his mouth - which immediately started to stiffen…then became rock hard almost instantly.
-”Guess that’s another ‘first’ huh? The first cock I’ve ever had in my hand or mouth belongs to the greatest guy in the world!”  Mickey started to pull on his undershirt…
“Hey, man…what do you think you’re doing? You’re wearing everything you need to wear…!”
-”Just my ring?”
“Just your ring!!”
Kent fixed deli sandwiches, which they ate off the coffee table in the den. The brown leather sofa was the most imposing piece of furniture he had…high back, with arms the same height as the back. Kent sat at the end, spread his legs - one foot on the floor, the other leg against the back, and motioned to Mickey.
“Sit here between my legs so that I can put my arms around you.”
He did - very much aware of Kent’s ringed package nestled against his backside. Kent wrapped his arms and legs around him - feet inside his thighs, spreading his legs, and held him as close as he could.
-”Man…I can’t believe how incredibly cool this is…I think I could fall in love with you real
fast…”
“It’s probably way too early to talk about love…but we’ve already got a great friendship
going, that’s for sure! Maybe it’s because I captured your virginity, who knows…THAT was really special for me…and maybe just because you’re you…”
-”Whatever…I don’t think you ‘captured’ my virginity - I was pretty willing to give it up to
you! Anyway, I sure can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be right this minute than here in your arms…really never thought I’d have anything like this in all my life…you’re SO cool!”
Kent dropped a hand into Mickey’s crotch and started toying with the hair on his balls…now and then running his fingers up his reawakened cock. He lightly circled Mikey’s nipples with the middle finger of his other hand…getting them rigid in no
time, gently pinching them until the young man’s dick was rock hard again.
“Well, well…will you look at what’s happening to your dick…I think you’ve recovered from your blow job!”
-”Yeah…and I can feel the same thing happening to you!”
“Getting you hot gets me hot…!”
He continued teasing his nipples and playing with his balls. Mickey’s dick flexed in involuntary response and he let out a low moan.
“Yup - looks like you’ve fully recovered…you really have one sweet dick - and your balls - absolute jewels…or have I told you that before?”
-”Yeah…you’ve told me…and I’m beginning to believe it!”
Kent continued to tease his tool…causing almost constant flexing.
“Let’s see if I can get another drop or two of pre-cum…ah, yes…there’s some!”
Kent took the drops of sticky, glistening fluid on his index finger and put it in his mouth…
“Just a little sample of what I’m going to enjoy later tonight…!”
-”You’re so bad…!”
“Let me ask you something…when we met, you told me that your name was Mike, and that your friends call you ‘Mickey,’ right?”
-”Yeah…”
“Who calls you ‘Mickey’?”
-”Mom…and I guess…just you.”
“Nobody else?”
-”Not that I can think of.”
“Who calls you Mike?”
-”People at school mostly…nobody else I don’t think.”
“Your legal name is Michael, right?”
-”Yeah…”
“Anybody call you ‘Michael?”
-”Nope.”
“I do! ‘Mickey’ is an ok name for a kid - but not for a man! You’re a man now, so I’m calling you ‘Michael!’”
-”Wow - that’s cool…nobody has ever called me by my real name!”
-”Now can I ask you some questions?”
“Shoot…!”
-”Have you taken pictures of other guys like you take of me?
“Yup.”
-”Have you ever gotten any of them off like you did me?”
“Nope.”
-”Never?”
“Never!”
-”Have you ever given any of them a blow job?”
“Never.”
-”I bet you’ve had sex with a bunch of guys though, right?”
“Depends on your definition of ‘bunch.’ If you’re talking a big bunch - like a bunch of grapes - no…if you’re talking a small ‘bunch’ like a bunch of bananas - yes.”
-”Have you ever had a boyfriend?”
“Long time ago.”
-”What happened?”
“I moved here…he wouldn’t…we split.”
-”Do you have a boyfriend now?”
“I’ve been seeing someone.”
Long, long silence…
-”Do you like him a lot?”
“Yeah, I really do…”
-”Would I like him?”
“Probably…yeah, I guess you would.”
-”Can I meet him sometime?”
“Nope!”
Another long, long silence…
-”Why not…?”
“Just wouldn’t work…”
-”What’s his name?”
“Why do you ask?”
-”I’d just like to know…”
“Michael”
Another REAL long silence…
-”Another guy with my name?”
“Nope…”
-”But you just said…”
“Do the math…how many ‘Michaels’ do you think I know?”
-”You mean…?”
“I guess I do…if that’s ok with you!”
-”You want me to be your boyfriend?”
“You want to be?”
-”Hell, yes!”
Michael’s dick flexed violently…partially in response to Kent’s touch, but more in response to what he had just said. He pulled out of Kent’s embrace, rolled onto his stomach and slid down the smooth leather couch until his face was in Kent’s crotch.
-”Now that I’m your boyfriend…please, PLEASE…can I blow you?”
“You’re not ready I don’t think…I don’t want you to go too fast and then get spooked.”
Michael buried his face in Kent’s package…gingerly licking his balls as Kent had done to him earlier…then running his tongue up his shaft…teasing just below the head…causing the same violent flexing that Michael had demonstrated earlier.
“You learn fast…but I don’t want to wreck a good thing by letting you blow me - as much as you think you want to and are ready…then, having you not like it…and take the chance of losing you - when I just found you - as much as I’d love to have you take my load!”
-”You really want me to…?”
“Hell, yes - I really do…but at the right time…and I’m not sure this is it!”
Michael pulled Kent’s dick into his mouth and began to imitate what had been done to him earlier…taking more than half into his mouth…working the underside with his tongue…Kent moaned loudly. Michael broke the rhythm…
-”I really, really want to do this…please, please don’t tell me I can’t - I want to take your jizm so that it becomes part of me…I know I won’t be as good at it as you are…but I want it to be my ‘friendship ring’ gift  from me to you…please?”
“It doesn’t matter how good you do it…just because you want to makes it wonderful…ok - you can blow me!”
Michael took to it like a pro - Kent knew that he’d never given head before, but he was a natural! He worked his tool…moved to his balls when he sensed that he was close to ejaculation…back to the cock - and then…much sooner than Kent had expected…he
shot a huge load into Michael’s ravishing mouth.
“AAAARRRRRRggghhhhh! Oh - oh - ahhh - I’m done…oh, that was great…oh, maaaaan!”
Michael held Kent’s rod in his mouth until he felt the firmness begin to subside, then let his softening tool slip from between his lips…looked Kent directly in the eye…and swallowed his load.
-”Did I do good?”
“You did absolutely GREAT! Are you ok with it?”
-”I never enjoyed doing something for somebody any more in my whole life…especially you - my own boyfriend! I loved blowing you - and want to do it a lot more…!”
“Come up here and let me hold you again…you’re fantastic!”
Michael and Kent lay locked silently in each other’s arms for a half hour or more…Kent luxuriating in the warmth of this great young stud…Michael in the glow of being totally and completely free with another man - who knew exactly how he felt and what he was thinking.
“You know something?”
-”What?”
“I’m glad you don’t have a cat!”
-”Why?”
“So you can stay with me tonight!”
-”If I had a cat - he’d have a litter box, I guess…so I could stay anyway!”
“Yeah, I thought the cat excuse was sort of lame…but it worked! How long is your mother gone for?”
-”Until Sunday night.”
“Would you like to stay until she gets back?”
-”You serious?”
“Why would I joke about that?”
-”I’d LOVE to…”
“You can help me with a wedding party shoot tomorrow afternoon - it’s a real big deal, and I can use the help moving lights and stuff. When you go home to pick up some things…bring some jeans and more ‘helper’ stuff like that…and don’t forget your jock and anything else we might use in our private shoot on Friday…you’ve already got the orange bikini - we’ll do some fun stuff that just you and I will see!”
-”Cool”
“What time is it?”
-”Probably about 7:30, why?”
“I usually work out a couple hours at the gym on Wednesday evenings…but I’m so content here - I might just put it off until tomorrow night…and you could come with me and we could work out together. There are several ‘regulars’ there that I usually work out with - I go three times a week…they’re there every night…anyway, that’ll give me a chance to introduce my new boyfriend - will drive ‘em wild with jealousy!”
-”They’d be jealous of you having me?”
“You’d better believe it…they’ve been ragging on me for months about not having a boyfriend…I just had to wait for the right guy to come along!”
-”You really think I’m the right guy?”
Kent shifted so that they were lying face-to-face and dick-to-dick on the wide sofa, kissed him passionately while squeezing his still rigid tool.
“Does this give  you a clue?
-”Yeah…it really does…it really does!”
Neither man made any effort to get up from the sofa for the rest of the evening. It was almost like a “honeymoon” night - kissing, touching, caressing, fondling, licking, rubbing - without almost no words being exchanged. Kent had intended to give Michael another blowjob - but in the “mellowness” of the mood, just held and cuddled him. About 10:30 they moved to the bedroom…wrapped themselves in each other’s arms, and drifted off into contented sleep.
Thursday morning Kent woke about 5:30 a.m. Michael was still sound asleep beside him - with a morning “woody.” That morning he experienced a wake-up call that he’d remember all his life! He was grinning broadly when he left at 6:45 to run home on the way to class and pick up a few clothes for the rest of the week.

you can read other parts here:  3 & 2