my friend Mike

We moved to a latge city when I was young. I made a few friends at school, but no one in my age group lived by me. During recess we would break up into groups. Some played football and others played baseball, others just wanted to run around playing tag or IT. I was in the tag group, along with an other boy Mike. We made friends quickly being we were about the same high, build, and speed.
After asking my mother if I could have someone stay the night, for a long time she finally agreed. I asked Mike if he wanted to stay the night, he had to ask his dad.( an other thing we had in common. He had no mother, I had no father) after both our parents talked, he was dropped off Friday night. We ran around the backyard, climbed some trees, we came inside to eat, have our baths and roll out our sl**ping bags in front of the t.v. Mother went to bed, making sure we had snacks and drink to last awhile. We watched some movies, then found a channel that wrestling was on. After watching a few matches, we decided to take the couch cushions off and lay them out on the floor. We grappled for a while,till Mike grabbed my legs and flipped me on my back. He climbed up on me and 1,2,3, I was out. I tried to do it him, but we made so much noise we woke my mother up. She came up front,yelling&#034 thats it boys. T.v.off and get some sl**p. We apologized for waking her, turned off the t.v.and laid down. After an hour or so I asked if he was awake,he said yes.&#034 Let’s try it again but on our knees&#034 I suggested. He said o.k. We were pushing each other on to our backs trying to be quite. I pushed him back, climbed on him1,2,3-I finally got him. We lay tgere laughing when I seen it. I said&#034 Mike, your underwear has a tent&#034. He looked down, and turned red. He rolled over and zipped his sl**ping bag up. I told him I was sorry for saying it, but he just said leave me alone.
The next morning, we ate breakfast and went out back and played like nothing happened last night. His dad showed around noon and he left. Monday morning back at school every thing was back to normal. Two weeks later he asked me if I could stay the night at his house, I told him I’d ask. Friday my mother said she just talked to Mike’s dad and said I could stay the night. Mike’s dad met me at the door, waved to my mother and let me in. He showed me where to put my things, and Mike and I went outside. &#034Wow Mike, you have a pool and a trampoline&#034, I exclaimed. He said yeah, lets jump on the trampoline. We bounced till we were worn out. &#034Lets go swimming to cool off&#034-he said. I hung my head.&#034I don’t know how to swim&#034 I said. He laughed. I ran inside and told his dad I wanted to go home. He asked what was wrong. I told him I didn’t know how to swim and Mike laughed at me. After scolding Mike, he said he could teach me. &#034Really&#034I said, &#034but I don’t have any swim pants&#034. He said I could wear one of Mikes. After eating we went to Mikes bedroom and waited for his dad to go to sl**p before we pulled the mattresses off both beds and wrestled again. This time I pinned Mike first. We started again and he pinned me. While he was on me counting I felt his hard dick on my side. This time I didn’t say anything. We did this for a couple of hours, then put the beds back together and went to sl**p. The next morning after eating Mr. King came back in the kitchen with his swim pants on. He told Mike to give me a pair of his to wear. &#034But dad, he can’t swim&#034 Mike reminded him. Mr. King asked if he wanted to spend the weekend by him self in his room. He said no. I put on the pants grabbed a towel and went outside. Mr. King showed me how to kick my legs while holding the wall. Then he told me to lay on my back and float. No matter what I did, I kept sinking. He came over and put his hands under me, and told me to relax. He had one hand under my back and one under my butt. He said to relax and keep my legs up and use my arms to push me up level. After an hour or so I finally got it. I could feel myself floating. While I was pushing my arms around, I felt his hand on my back and it felt like he was rubbing my butt with the other. Not knowing anything about swimming, I thought this was normal. Mike swam around us, sometimes splashing me. After a while Mr. King said we’ve been in the water long enough, time to get out and change. We ate lunch and went outside to jump on the trampoline. My mother called and said she was on her way, so I had to get my things together. I spent Sunday at church and home. Monday at school Mike said his dad wanted to know if I could stay the weekend next week. When I made it home, I told my mother and she said we’ll see. Friday night came and mother said I could go to Mikes. I packed my things and we headed to Mike’s house. I was early enough to get in the pool with Mr. King. He held me up and said he wanted to see me float. I laid flat on my back with his hands under me, then he removed the hand under my back, I felt his hand rubbing on my butt. After a couple of minutes, he removed that one. I did it, I was floating. He said to keep floating and he’ll keep an eye on me while he and Mike swam. After a while I sat on the edge of the pool and watched them play. Mr. King would duck down under the water, and Mike would climb on his back. Then Mr. King would jump up out of the water and launch Mike off his shoulders. Every now and then, Mike would swim up to his dad, and push his back against his chest and stomach. Mr. King would wrap his arms around him, sometimes he’d reach under the water and hold Mike. Mike would giggle and flap his arms around.
All pruned and tired, we got out and went inside. We ate then went to bed. After his dad went to bed, we made our wrestling ring. We wrestled for a couple of hours, till we were worn out. Mikes dick seamed to get hard every time he was on me.
Saturday were up early and went outside to jump on the trampoline till his dad woke up and came out.He was in his swim pants and said to hurry up and change. Mike just ran to the pool and jumped in in his underwear. I figured why not, and did the same. I started floating on my back to show Mr. King I could do it by myself. Mr. King said I was getting good. He said lets teach you to swim now. He said to lay flat on my stomach. I tried, but my legs kept sinking. He came over and put his hands under me. He had one hand under my chest and the other on my stomach.He said to kick like he showed me and swing my arms up over my head and down in a circular motion. As I wiggled his hand slipped down to my crotch. He kept it there for a few minutes, then it felt like he was rubbing my dick with his fingers. I kept doing this,and asked how I was doing. Mr king said I was getting better. I looked around to where Mike was, just in time to see him through his underwear out of the pool. I thought his dad was going to punish him, so I kept my mouth shut. As I wiggled and kicked my wet underwear started to fall down my legs. I told Mr. King I had to pull them up. He said don’t worry about them, we’re all guys here and no one is looking. I said ok. The more I kicked the more they slipped down and I could swear Mr. King was touching my dick. He’d move his arm a little and his fingers were on it. He said why don’t you take them off since their already down my legs. I turned red. Mr. King laughed,&#034 who’s going to tell, Mike took his off , and I won’t tell&#034. After a couple minutes, I pulled them off. It felt funny with no pants on. The water seamed to wash over me making me tingle. With the water splashing between my butt cheeks and around my balls, I felt like I was getting hard. Mr. King didn’t move, he left his hands were they were. Mike swam around us splashing us and going under water. He asked his dad to throw him, I looked up and asked if he could do it to me. Mr. King said I have to be careful, and he’d toss me towards the edge so I can hold on. He said to relax and pull up my legs. He then reached under me and put his hands under my butt. I felt a finger between my butt cheeks, but didn’t care. He ducked down and jumped up, lifting me high in the air, sending me flying to the edge. I kicked and splashed, but I slowly made it to the side of the pool.
He came over to Mike, and ducked down, then launched out of the water. Mike flew up, then put his hands out and dove into the water.
After a while Mr. King said I was getting burned and he needed to put lotion on me. I looked at Mike, he was tanned all over. Guess he didn’t use swim pants when I wasn’t there. I went inside and dried off. Mr. King said to come up to his room so he could rub lotion on me. He said to lay across his lap and part my legs. I did, and he slipped his fingers across my butt. He rubbed each cheek and slipped a finger between them. When he reached my butt hole, I jumped and giggled. He asked&#034 what was that about?&#034 I said it tickled. He laughed and said to lay back down. He rubbed more on my butt, then down my crack again. I squirmed and giggled again. He said to roll over. I did, and he started rubbing lotion on my crotch. He rubbed around my balls and dick, not touching them at first. After he covered my hips, he rubbed my dick. I squirmed and giggled again. He stroked my dick and balls a little while,then said&#034 I found something&#034. I looked down and I was hard. I turned red and my heart pounded. I covered up, but he just laughed. &#034 that’s a nice little dick you have. You shouldn’t worry about hiding it&#034. I said&#034really. It looks small to me when I’m using the bathroom and a grown up is beside me&#034. Mr. King said&#034 do you want to know a secret. If you pull it every day, it will get bigger.&#034 Wow, I said. I will, then I hopped off his lap and went to Mikes bedroom. He was sitting on his bed in a dry pair of underwear. I got sad because I didn’t pack any. Mike said&#034 I have an idea, I’ll take them off and we’ll be the same&#034. I said ok. We set up our ring and started wrestling. He pinned me first. This time I could feel his dick on my stomach and it was getting hard. He stood up and we grabbed each other again. I pinned him now. But this time my exposed dick touching his stomach started to feel funny. When I stood up I was hard too. We just looked at each others dicks. Mike said his was bigger, I said no it wasn’t mine was. We argued loud enough for his dad to come in.&#034 What the hell is going on here? Why are the mattresses on the floor and why are you yelling?&#034. Mike and I just stood there looking down. Mr. King asked what’s with our dicks hard? Mike said we were wrestling and they just got hard. He laughed and said to go to sl**p. Instead of fixing both beds we made one and climbed under the sheets facing each other. I asked if I could touch his. He said if he could touch mine. I reached over and put my finger tips on his and he did the same.