"Sometimes You Feel Like A Nut & Sometimes You Don't" Part II By M&M
	Over the coming weeks Micky, Mike and Davy became closer as friends and lovers, and Davy started making his permanent sleeping arrangements upstairs.  Every night Micky and Mike would take turns on who would get to sleep holding the precious Davy.  On this one particular night it was Mike's turn, but sadly when Davy slept upstairs, so did Peter.  Peter had the need to talk to someone at all hours of the night, so if Davy wasn't there (and he wasn't most of the time) he would go upstairs to Mike and Micky.  So, the sleeping arrangement was as follows: Peter was on the floor next to the wall and Micky's bed.  Micky was in his bed, and on the other bed, only separated by a nightstand, was Davy and Mike.  Davy was sleeping so peacefully while Mike and Micky lay awake watching him.  Mike had wanted a taste of Davy for a while now.  Micky got to have his taste, but Mike hadn't.  There never seemed to be time.  Something would always come up and Mike couldn't get his taste.  But tonight, Mike had enough.  He couldn't take it any more.  "Fuck this, I’m goin for it!"  Mike said to himself.  He glanced up at Micky who had already started rubbing his own cock while staring at Mike and Davy.  Mike looked down one last time at the peaceful looking Davy, took a deep breath, bent down, and locked his lips with Davy’s.  It wasn't just a brush of the lips either.   Davy quickly woke up and got more involved with the kiss.  Their tongues danced around and sent them both into the sky.  Finally Mike broke the kiss gasping for air.  Davy thought, "Damn!  His kisses are almost better then Micky's, but not quite."  After a moment of breathing, Mike reached down under the sheets and through Davy's thin elastic waistband of his boxers and grabbed Davy's hardening dick. Mike squeezed it just a little, and pulled his hand up, and then back down very lightly, Davy was arching his back wanting more of a touch.  Mike smiled knowing that Davy was wanting more.  Mike threw the sheets off the bed and literally ripped Davy's boxers off of him.  Mike just laid there caressing Davy's cock for a moment.  He touched it softly and then began to pull his hand up and down.  Mike got a little harder with his pulls.  But Davy was enjoying every second of it.  Mike could feel the dick get harder in his hand.  He had enough of the feel of Davy, now he wanted the taste.  He bent down and gently started licking on the head of Davy's cock.  Davy had now started on his varied moans.  Davy tried to keep himself quiet, but damn, it just felt too good.  Micky stopped his masturbation and walked over to Davy and laid one of his "too good to resist" kisses on him.  Hoping that might keep him a little quieter until Mike was able to finish him off, even though those little moans and yells and everything else was quite a turn on.  Mike now started lightly licking his cock up and down, with a little suck here and there.  He worked his way down to Davy's balls and then started lightly sucking every inch of Davy's amazingly hard dick.  The only thing Davy wanted to do was come.  So Mike took all of Davy, which wasn't much, and let his tongue move around a little, then one big final suck, and Davy came.  Davy arched his back skyward and let out one loud moan.  Micky stopped his kissing and headed down to where Mike was.  Mike was lucky enough to have Davy come mostly in his mouth but the little come that missed Mike's mouth was licked up by Micky.  Davy lay there unable to move.  That was the most that he had ever come in his life!  Micky gave Davy a goodnight kiss and whispered in his ear:  “Didn't  I tell ya he was the best head giver in the north, south, east and west!" All Davy could do is shake his head in agreement still breathing hard and ragged.  Before Micky was able to get back into his own bed he saw Peter watching them.  "Guys, this isn't the time to play a joke on Davy, he's sleeping."  Peter said sleepily. “Right, Peter thanks a lot buddy.  If you wouldn't have said anything we might have woke up Davy."  Micky quickly spitted out. “That's okay Micky.  I understand.  Good Night."  Peter said lying back down on the floor with his teddy.  Micky went and got back into his bed and went to sleep soundly, having the taste of Davy linger in his mouth.  After Mike got the sheets off the floor, he kissed Davy lightly on the forehead and said, "Goodnight." And put the sheet over them.  Davy finally spoke up, “Mike?" "Yeah, babe?" “Thanks a lot.  That felt great!" “Sure, anytime, and I do mean anytime."  Mike said turning over and wrapping his arm around Davy's waist.  And both men fell asleep.
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