Chapter 13 #2
Mike gave him a slow smile. “Well, that’s good, ’cause I like your mouth.
” He rubbed a thumb over Tommy’s bottom lip and caught his breath when Tommy opened for him and sucked it into his mouth, his eyes never leaving Mike’s face.
Fuck. Tommy had good instincts. “That is very sexy.” Tommy sucked harder, and Mike’s already stiff dick jerked in his jeans.
Tommy stared at him. Mike couldn’t help himself.
He rotated his hips, letting his erection rub against Tommy’s hip.
“You feel that? You feel how hard you’re making me? ”
Tommy freed his thumb. “Yes,” he whispered, pupils growing larger.
All Mike could think about was that firm flesh, bare, against his. “You hungry?”
Tommy bit his lip, his eyes shining. “For you, yes.”
There was only so much a man could take.
Mike sat up and held out his hand to Tommy. “Then let’s move this to bed. Dinner’s not gonna spoil.”
Tommy gazed at his outstretched hand and then nodded. “Okay.”
He clasped it, and Mike pulled him to his feet. Standing so close only served to remind Mike of Tommy’s size. The young man was at least three inches taller than him and equally as wide as Mike across the chest.
He held that sweet face between his hands and looked Tommy in the eye. “Still time to change your mind, y’know.” Mike wasn’t about to push it if Tommy wasn’t totally into the idea.
Tommy smiled. “You’re a good man, Mike.” He dipped his chin and kissed Mike softly on the lips. When he broke the kiss, his breathing quickened. “Where’s this bedroom of yours?”
Mike laughed. “Eager, much?” He loved seeing the flush on Tommy’s cheeks. Maybe not eager; Tommy was clearly nervous as hell. “Then come with me.” He led him out of the living room, across the hall, and into his bedroom.
Tommy glanced at the room. The light was starting to fade as the sun had just set, so Mike switched on the two lamps on either side of the bed.
Their light bathed the room in a warm glow.
Tommy stood at the foot of the bed, staring at the white comforter, pillows, and cushions, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
Mike crossed the room to stand beside him. “It’s just a bed,” he said quietly.
Then with a grin, he pushed Tommy backward onto it. Tommy laughed, a nervous edge to his voice, and shuffled back until he was fully on the bed. Mike followed, leaning over Tommy, straddling one thigh.
“I’m not done with that mouth of yours just yet.” His voice sounded hoarse to his ears.
Tommy grabbed hold of Mike around the waist and lifted his head to meet Mike’s mouth.
They shared a soft, lingering kiss before Mike moved to lie beside him, his arm under Tommy’s neck, his hand on his chest. Mike began with soft, slow kisses, keeping it chaste until Tommy finally stopped trembling and relaxed into the mattress. Mike smiled against his mouth.
“That’s it.”
He resumed kissing, only now he slid his tongue between Tommy’s lips, deepening the kiss.
Tommy fed a low moan into his mouth and cupped Mike’s head, stroking his nape as he returned the kiss.
Mike rubbed his hand slowly over Tommy’s wide chest while he worked Tommy’s mouth, licking and sucking.
He caught Tommy’s tongue between his lips and sucked, pulling at it gently and drawing soft groans from Tommy.
Mike could feel Tommy’s hips beginning to move, could hear those almost constant noises, whimpers and sighs that told him just how much Tommy was getting into this.
When he figured he’d just about melted Tommy into the mattress, Mike knelt up, legs straddling that firm thigh once more, and began to unbutton Tommy’s white shirt. “Wanna see what I get to play with,” he said, smiling.
Tommy gave him the first genuinely relaxed smile since he’d arrived. “We’re playin’?”
“Oh yeah. This is supposed to be fun.” Mike slowly pulled the shirt open to reveal Tommy’s creamy torso, his abs well developed. Fuck, the boy was ripped. He bent over to kiss the warm skin, and Tommy giggled. Mike chuckled. “Ah, you’re ticklish.”
“Always have been.” Tommy’s hands were on his upper arms, his neck craned to watch Mike’s slow progress as he kissed up toward those pecs, covered with reddish-brown hair.
Tommy moved his hands to press against Mike’s chest. “Do… do I get to undress you too?” His lips parted, eyes gleaming in the lamplight.
Mike grinned. “I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.
” He liked that Tommy wasn’t passive. While Tommy’s fingers fumbled with the buttons, Mike pressed soft kisses to Tommy’s forehead and cheeks, moving down to his neck.
Those fingers stuttered in their task when Mike latched onto the silky skin and sucked, and a moan rumbled through Tommy. “You like that.” It wasn’t a question.
“Uh-huh.” It seemed to be as much as Tommy could manage.
Mike sat up and pulled off the shirt, following it with the white T-shirt he wore underneath.
Then he dropped back down to where Tommy lay and eased the shirt off his shoulder, kissing the flesh beneath and then moving back to the fragrant skin of Tommy’s neck.
He lowered his body to meet Tommy’s chest and slipped his arms under him, then rolled until Tommy was sitting astride him, face flushed, mouth open.
Mike stretched up and took off Tommy’s shirt, and then unbuckled the belt around his jeans.
He reached up and pulled Tommy gently down until their lips met once more.
They kissed, Mike slowly moving his tongue in and out of Tommy’s mouth.
He could feel Tommy’s cock, rigid against his.
“Undo my jeans,” Mike whispered against his lips.
Tommy sat upright, hands shaking slightly as they first unbuckled Mike’s belt, then unfastened his jeans.
He moved to the side before grabbing the jeans and pulling them over Mike’s hips, Mike lifting them to make things easier.
His erection strained against the fabric of his dark blue briefs, and Tommy stared at it, eyes so wide.
Mike took hold of Tommy’s hand and placed it over his crotch, moving it slowly while he gently rolled his hips. Tommy caught on and began to stroke Mike’s dick through the soft cotton, his breathing growing more rapid as Mike’s cock lengthened and thickened.
“Oh my,” Tommy uttered breathlessly.
Mike laughed softly. “We’re still wearing too many clothes here.”
Tommy chuckled, his cheeks glowing, and proceeded to pull off Mike’s shoes and jeans. He laughed out loud when he saw Mike’s socks. “Oh my—Animal? Bethany watches this on TV sometimes.”
Mike shrugged. “So I happen to like the Muppets. Bite me.” He’d worn them on purpose, figuring they’d help lighten the mood. Tommy was still giggling when he tugged them off. “Hey, it could be worse—you could’ve caught me wearing my Animal boxers.”
“They make those in men’s sizes?” Tommy’s eyes opened wide as he came to straddle Mike’s hips once more, his briefs still in place.
Mike chuckled. “You’d be amazed what’s out there.
” Time to change the mood around here. He slipped his hands around Tommy’s waist. “My turn,” he said huskily.
He rolled Tommy onto his back once more and kissed him while he undid the button on his waistband.
Tommy breathed heavily into his mouth when Mike eased his hand into Tommy’s jeans and stroked his hard cock through his briefs.
Tommy stared up at him, pupils big and black.
Mike had a harder time pulling off Tommy’s jeans, they were so fucking tight, but Tommy wasn’t laughing at his efforts.
He was watching Mike, eyes shining, as Mike removed his boots, socks, and jeans and dropped them to the floor.
Mike crawled up Tommy’s body until his face was above Tommy’s crotch.
He caught Tommy’s gasp when he pressed his lips to his bulge before moving back to take Tommy’s mouth in a hard kiss.
Mike straddled Tommy’s hips and pulled him upright, Tommy’s arms going around him to hold him as they kissed.
Mike stroked the back of his head, Tommy’s hands moving gently all the time.
He paused and looked Tommy in the eye. Tommy met his gaze, face flushed but calm.
Mike gave a nod and then slowly pushed Tommy to lie down.
He pushed at Tommy’s arms until he was kissing one bulging bicep, licking it and feeling Tommy shudder beneath him.
Mike kissed his way down to Tommy’s chest, licking and sucking at the nipple that grew taut between his lips.
“Ohh.” Tommy was moving now, hips rolling gently, pushing up against Mike’s crotch.
Mike smiled around the firm little nub and then moved lower, kissing down the furry little trail of hair that disappeared under the waistband of his briefs.
Tommy’s breathing hitched when Mike paused, fingers gripping the elastic, before pulling it downward to reveal the base of Tommy’s thick cock, surrounded by reddish hair.
He looked back at Tommy and then kissed the silken skin of his dick.
He tugged at the briefs until Tommy’s shaft was freed, wet at the tip.
“Oh shit.” Tommy’s eyes had never been so wide. He held his breath while Mike held his dick steady around the base and slowly, so slowly, drew the firm column of flesh into his mouth.