AN: This chapter contains a small, slightly re-written part of a scene from an episode of That 70s Show.

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Chapter four: And the he kissed me

Once again Micky had come home early in the morning. But this time the other three guys were waiting for him. As soon as he came in the door he paused in his tracks, surprised to see them all standing there.

"What's going on?" Micky asked before looking at his watch "What are you all doing up so late?"

"Well Micky, we were wondering what you were doing out so late. Again." Mike stated matter-of-factly "What the hell happened to oh I'll be home soon, I swear?"

"Why does it really matter what I was doing? So I came home a lot later than I said I would. It's not a big deal."

"It is a big deal when you have done that every night now for about two weeks." Said Davy

"Yeah Micky. What have you been doing that's kept you out until the early hours of the morning? Not to mention going out all day long without even spending any time with us."

"Well, Peter, if you must know I've been selling drugs to school children and checking up with my hookers. I gotta make some money somehow."

"Knock it off Micky. It isn't funny." Mike scolded "We're sick and tired of you spending all of your time with that other band."

"Well shit Mike. Can you blame me for wanting to get out and make new friends? It's been just the four of us cooped up in this house together for years with us never really doing anything all that impressive. Oh so we go on gigs here and there. That's all fun and all, and I do love our band. But I just needed some change."

"That's understandable." Davy said "But do you have to get away from us for this new fun every single day?"

"Alright, fine. If you guys are going to be jealous bitches about this I'll stay home tomorrow. But right now I'm going to bed." Micky headed upstairs, leaving them there still upset

The next morning was a very quiet one. The guys hardly spoke especially to Micky. Of all the years they had known each other and had been friends things between the four of them had never been this tense. After spending much of the morning in near silence, Micky approached the other three with his head hanging low.

"Guys I uh, I just want to apologize for last night and well… pretty much the past two weeks and how I've been acting in general. I know there really is no excuse for any of it. I just lost my head and got caught up in the fun. And I'm sorry for, well, pushing you guys away."

The other three looked at him and listened the whole time he spoke. He wasn't sure what their reactions would be but he was ready for whatever reply he got from them.

"Well," Davy was first to speak up "I think that was very big of you, Micky."

"Yeah it took a lot of courage to apologize like that." Added Peter "And I'm sure we're all glad you were able to do that."

"I don't buy it." Mike snorted "Micky are you just trying to get back on out good sides? Because that won't work on me."

"Mike how could you say that?! That was an honest apology. I really am sorry for how I've treated you guys. Why do you have to give me a hard time about it?"

"Well, Mick, I'll believe your apology when I see some changes."

"Look Mike I apologized and last night I said I'd stay home with you guys today. I'm going to keep my word. Can't you just trust me?"

"Well…" Mike looked at Micky and saw the sincerity in his eyes "Alright. But if you go out that door to meet up with those Nuggets then I won't be so willing to accept any apologies from you next time."

"Thank you. You all have my word that today my attention will be on you. And I will stop going over there so much."

It didn't take much convincing on Micky's part to get the guys to join him on the beach. The day was just too gorgeous for them to spend it inside. It seemed that the moment they all hit the beach everything about the prior two weeks just faded away. They all laughed and joked around, feeling just like the good old days again. The overall feeling between the four of them was just as it should have been all along.

Micky did his best to make sure that they, Mike especially, remained in this happy-go-lucky state. But at the same time in the back of his mind he knew that he also wanted to be with his new friends. One of those new friends in particular kept surfacing in his thoughts. But he continued to try to block August and the other three out for the time being and just focus on the three guys he was with at the moment. However he knew that the temptation was always going to be there.

After a little while they took a break from the beach and went back inside the house. They decided to take that time and talk things through and even reminisce a little about fond memories they shared. It was during this time when Micky was beginning to realize where he belonged. But once this conversation grew a little stale they decided to head back down to the beach. Micky happened to be the last one to get ready to leave this time though, having telling them that he needed to do something really quick. Right as he was about to leave, the front doorbell began buzzing. He walked over to the door and opened it to see August's smiling face. He felt his heart skip a beat as he smiled back at him.

"August! What are you doing here?"

"You left something last night."

"I didn't leave anything. What are you talking about?"

August took out a little piece of paper from his pocket "You forgot my phone number."

"Oh." Micky grinned, accepting the paper "How very thoughtful of you to bring this to me. Hey listen, I don't mean to be rude but the guys are on the beach waiting for me and I promised them that I'd spend time with them today."

"Oh it's alright, Micky. I understand. I can't stay long any way. But there's one more thing that I want to give you before I go."

"What's that?"

August grabbed hold of him, pulling him close. He wrapped one arm around his back and the other near his hip and then dipped him as though they were dancing. Before Micky could react, August leaned forward and kissed him. Their lips parted and August pushed his tongue through just enough for Micky to feel it in his mouth. The kiss lingered a little before August allowed Micky back up. They pulled apart for a breath of air and both of them were beaming brightly. A sparkle in Micky's eyes matched the brightness of his smile.

"Wow…"

"Yeah I'm a good kisser." August said with full confidence

"Oh um…" Micky pulled a piece of gum out of his mouth "Do you want your gum back?" They both shared a laugh

"Nah you can keep it." August winked "Micky you and I both know how we feel about each other, it's pretty damn obvious. Why did it take us so long to share that kiss?"

"I don't know! Just a couple of dumbasses I guess." He snickered "August last night I was going to tell you how I feel about you but I didn't get the chance. I'm really glad you came here."

"I'm glad too. I had you on my mind all night. Finally got the balls to do something about it."

"It was well worth it too."

"Well Micky, I hate to kiss and run but I really should go. Give me a call later and maybe we'll do something just the two of us."

"I'd like that. And I'll be sure to call you."

Micky gave him a quick kiss before he walked away. After closing the door, Micky stuck the paper August gave him into his pocket and then headed back to the beach. He thought to himself that the day had started out good but now it just got better.

"There you are Micky. What took so long?" Asked Mike

"Well someone was at the door. Just someone selling magazine subscriptions." He sat down in the sand "Well today sure turned out to be a nice day."

"Yeah it did."

"Thanks for giving me a chance, Mike."

"Well we've been friends too long."

Micky laughed "Ain't that the truth."

They both laughed for a second before getting up to join Davy and Peter. Once again the four of them hung out and had a really good time. The rest of the day turned out to be just what the four of them needed for their friendship. But as much fun they were having together neither of them had any idea what was to come.

Later that night when the others were asleep, Micky quietly went downstairs to be by himself. He went over to the phone and brought it over to the couch and sat down. In his hand he held the paper that had August's phone number on it. He smiled softly to himself as he dialed the number. A couple rings later Micky heard the sound of the receiver getting picked up on the other side of the line.

"Hello?"

"Hey it's Micky. Did I wake you?"

"No not at all. What's going on?"

"Well I was thinking about you ever since that kiss."

"Actually, Micky, I was thinking about you too."

"Oh really?" He grinned "So… what are you wearing?"

"What am I wearing? Well right now I'm wearing a pretty big smile now that you've called me."

Micky laughed "What else?"

"That's it."

"Ooh… Do you look as mice naked as I think you do?"

"Well I could tell you but I think you'd rather find out for yourself."

"Mmmhmm… I can picture that right now." Micky placed a hand on his leg and then slid it over onto his crotch

"Hey Micky… tell me what you're wearing right now." He slid his fingers down his bare chest

"Well I got a robe on. Shall I open it for you?"

"Yeah show me what you got under there."

Micky stuck his hand down his pajama pants and began to play with himself "Ok I'm slowly untying the belt right now… Oops my robe just came off. And I don't seem to have anything on underneath it."

"Mmm…" August moved his hand down onto his crotch "Well you must be cold. I could cover you up…"

"Oh yeah that would feel real nice…" He slowly began to jerk off

"And once I have my arms around you I could nibble you on your ear a little."

"Mmm… I like that."

"Then I'll move down your neck…" August also began jerking off

"Oh keep going."

"I'd go down further and lick around your nipples…"

Micky bit his lip and began to jerk faster "Oh yeah…"

"And you know what I'm about to do to you?"

"What, baby?"

"Here I'm about to do it… I'm moving down your chest with my tongue…" He paused as he jerked faster "And I'm licking you very slowly all the way to your nice… hard… dick…"

"Oh!" Micky had to bite hard on his lip to keep a scream from escaping

"Oh Micky you taste so good…" August groaned

"August…" Micky groaned as well

The two of them no longer could speak to each other. Instead they groaned and panted as they jerked off simultaneously over the phone. It didn't take them long at all before they came. Then, sweaty and a little sticky, both men finished the phone call by saying goodnight. After he hung up, Micky leaned his head back and let out a sigh of satisfaction. He stood up after a few seconds with a grin and then walked over to the kitchen sink to wash the cum off of his hand. When he walked upstairs he knew that he was going to have a wonderful night's sleep.