Chapter 14 #2
For a moment Mike frowned. Then a smile creased his face.
“Oh, Tommy.” He shook his head. “That was the whole idea.” He leaned over him and slowly brought their lips together in a soft kiss.
When he finished, he said quietly, “You feel more relaxed, right?” When Tommy nodded, Mike grinned.
“And at your age, you’ll be hard again in no time.
Now I get to make you come all over again.
” He rolled his body on top of Tommy, his face inches away, and rotated his hips, letting Tommy feel his hot, hard cock. “And you still want this, don’t you?”
“Lord, yes,” Tommy moaned softly, pushing up with his hips, his dick already starting to fill. “I want this.”
Mike chuckled. “I guess you do at that.” He pushed a knee between Tommy’s thighs and spread him wide, then dropped his head to Tommy’s shoulder. “But not half as much as I want to be inside you,” he whispered.
“Oh my.” Tommy shuddered. Mike’s words made him light-headed and tingly all over.
When he’d fantasized about this, he hadn’t given much thought to who did what.
The sheer illicitness of it all had been uppermost in his mind.
Now that he was here, Mike’s weight bearing down on him and that hard dick rubbing against his hip, Mike’s words painted a picture in his head that set him on fire. “I-I want that too.”
Mike pushed up onto his hands and stretched over toward the bedside cabinet.
He opened the drawer and took out a bottle and several foil packets.
Tommy watched, heat racing through him. Mike dropped the condoms onto the bed and then opened the bottle and squeezed some of the viscous liquid onto his fingers.
Then he lay down next to Tommy and leaned over him to kiss him once more, his arm moving under Tommy’s neck to pull him close, on his side.
“Hook your leg over mine,” he whispered.
Tommy obeyed, the movement bringing his body into contact with Mike’s.
He could feel the heat that radiated from him.
He wrapped his arms around Mike and held on while Mike kissed him.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on the feel of Mike’s lips on his, Mike’s tongue sliding into his mouth.
Mike’s hand stroking his ass while he slipped a couple of slick fingers between Tommy’s asscheeks. Tommy swallowed and opened his eyes.
Mike stared into them, nodding. “Have to get you ready for my cock.” He rubbed over Tommy’s hole, pressing one fingertip lightly against the puckered skin. “Oh, you’re hot there.”
Tommy was hot everywhere.
Mike kissed him, sliding his tongue deep into Tommy’s mouth while he gently, so gently sank a single finger into his hole.
Tommy let out a low moan into Mike’s mouth.
It felt so strange and yet so good at the same time.
Mike’s finger stilled inside him, and Tommy breathed deeply, hyperaware of every sensation.
After a moment Mike started to move inside him, taking it slowly.
He deepened the kiss, stroking his tongue in and out of Tommy, keeping pace with the finger that now stroked slowly in and out of his body.
“Does that feel good?” Mike murmured against his lips as he pushed in a bit deeper. Tommy groaned, the sound swallowed up in Mike’s fervent kiss. Mike moved his lips to Tommy’s neck, nuzzling the skin below his ear and chuckling. “Gonna take that as a yes.”
Tommy couldn’t make up his mind. It burned, but the sensation was so good.
And when it got to the point where it stopped burning and started to feel really, really good, Mike added another finger, taking Tommy’s breath away.
He tensed up, and Mike kissed him again, lips warm and silky, tongue exploring him, tasting him.
And then two fingers were moving inside him, making him hot, making him need… .
Mike pulled free of Tommy’s body and rolled him onto his belly.
He straddled Tommy, that heavy, thick cock hot against his ass.
Mike kissed across Tommy’s shoulders and down his spine, his dick rubbing between Tommy’s cheeks.
He edged lower until he was spreading Tommy’s ass with his thumbs.
Tommy grabbed a pillow and hugged it as Mike’s tongue renewed its acquaintance with his hole, circling it, licking, sucking, pushing inside him once more.
Oh God, the sounds Mike was making…. Tommy panted, pushing back to get more, wanting more of that tongue that was fucking him, driving him out of his mind.
His cock rubbed against the comforter, already hard as nails, the skin sensitized.
When Mike spread him wider, stretching his hole and pushing farther into him, Tommy cried out, the sound loud and harsh.
Mike crawled up his body, kissing his way up Tommy’s spine, his cock hot against his hole, sliding through his crease as Mike rolled his hips. He reached Tommy’s shoulder and kissed it before nuzzling into his neck.
Tommy didn’t care anymore where Mike’s mouth had just been.
He only knew he wanted Mike’s kiss. He turned his head and moaned softly.
Mike was there instantly, kissing him, pushing his tongue deep, and Tommy took it, body writhing beneath Mike.
He arched his back, leaning up on his elbows, and Mike wrapped one arm around him, hand splayed over his chest, the other over his shoulders against his collarbones, body tight up against his.
“You want this?” he murmured in a low, urgent voice next to Tommy’s ear as he rocked his hips, pushing his dick faster and faster over Tommy’s hole. “You want my cock inside you?”
Tommy pushed back, groaning. “Please… please, Mike.” He clutched the pillow tightly, hips bucking, dick so damn hard against his belly. Mike’s shaft was searing his ass with its heat, every slide over his hole bringing the promise of what was to come.
“You’re gonna feel so good, Tommy, your body hot and tight around my cock.”
Oh ho-ly shit. Mike’s words set him on fire, his body crying out for more. And then it was Tommy that was crying out, Tommy’s voice cracking. “Oh, now, please, Mike—now!”
“Okay, then.”
Mike’s warmth disappeared, and then Tommy heard foil tearing, latex snapping. He felt Mike’s thumbs pulling his cheeks apart once again—only this time, cool, slick, blunt flesh pressed slowly into him, so slowly, opening him up.
Except Tommy’s body had other ideas. He tensed, fighting the intrusion, his ass on fire. He couldn’t help the whimper that rolled from his lips.
Mike stilled instantly and dropped his head to Tommy’s shoulder, his breath warm against his ear.
“It’s okay, Tommy. I know—it burns, right?
You just need to relax, is all, ’cause right now I’m about halfway in and your hole is gripping me like a vise.
” He rubbed Tommy’s back, the touch soothing.
“I want you to push out with your muscles, like you’re trying to force my cock out of you. ”
Tommy froze. “Yeah, but….” He couldn’t say it, but the thought was there in his head, much as he didn’t want it to be.
“Trust me.” Mike’s voice was soft. “Nothing’s gonna come out, okay? But it’ll relax the muscles, and I’ll slide in all the easier.” That hand on his shoulder was so gentle. “Go on, Tommy, let me in.”
Tommy shivered and then nodded. He closed his eyes and held his breath.
Mike kissed his shoulder. “Breathe, okay? Deep breaths. That’ll help too.” Another kiss. “Tommy, I swear, by the time we’re done, it’ll feel a whole lot better, all right? But you gotta trust me.”
Tommy inhaled slowly and let his body relax. He bore down and almost cried with relief when Mike slid into him, spreading him, filling him, until his whole world had shrunk and all it contained was that hard dick, all the way inside him.
Then Mike started to pull out and oh my Lord, it burned. His whole body tensed, his ass clamping down tight on Mike’s cock. “Oh Lord, oh Lord.”
Mike buried his face in Tommy’s neck and groaned. “Fuck, you’re tight.” He held himself still, his arms rigid on either side of Tommy. “Breathe, Tommy, remember? Push me out again.”
Tommy obeyed, and there it was again, that almost blissful feeling when Mike moved more easily inside him, the motion slow and controlled. His breathing became less ragged, and he focused on relaxing his muscles.
Oh wow, yeah. The burn began to fade, Mike still moving so slowly that Tommy was hardly aware of it. “That… that feels better,” he gasped out.
“Good.” Mike cupped his face and turned it toward him, kissing Tommy on the mouth, his tongue parting his lips, the movement as slow as that of Mike’s dick.
“That’s it,” Mike praised when Tommy finally let himself relax as the burn melted into nothingness.
“Yeah, oh yeah.” He rocked his hips, keeping the motion slow, blanketing Tommy’s body with his own, Mike’s arms once more around him, holding him close.
Tommy closed his eyes and lost himself in the slow push and pull of Mike’s dick, in, out, in, out…
. Mike was kissing him, gently moving inside him, soft noises escaping his lips as he buried his shaft to the hilt in Tommy’s channel and then withdrew, only to repeat the sensual movement all over again.
Except now it was starting to feel good. Really good.
“It feel okay?” Mike whispered close to his ear before kissing down his neck.
“Lord, yes,” Tommy gasped out, finally starting to push back, slowly at first but then picking up speed as the sensations built steadily.
He dropped his head and shoulders to the bed and reached under his body to touch his aching dick.
Mike kissed his shoulder blades, then between them, whisper-soft kisses.
He grasped Tommy’s shoulders and squeezed, thrusting a little harder, using long strokes that made Tommy want to shout out how freakin’ amazin’ it felt inside him.
He tugged at his cock, hand moving quicker as something within him came to the boil, bubbling up, permeating every fiber, every cell with what could only be described as joy. His balls tingled, high and tight, and—
Tommy didn’t want to come like this.
“Wanna see you,” he moaned.
Mike withdrew, and the sensation of having lost something was so acute that Tommy wanted to weep.
Then Mike was flipping him onto his back, pulling his legs up until Tommy’s ankles rested on Mike’s shoulders.
Mike aimed and pushed, that hot, solid cock filling him once more, thrusting hard into him, his hands tight around Tommy’s hips, pulling him onto his dick.
It wasn’t enough.
“Kiss me?” Tommy pleaded, his breathing ragged.
Mike nodded, moving swiftly to lie between Tommy’s thighs, as Tommy grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down.
His mouth met Mike’s in a hot, all-consuming kiss, Mike plunging his tongue deep into Tommy’s mouth, mimicking his cock.
Tommy groaned and locked his arms around Mike’s neck, desperate to deepen the kiss, deepen the contact.
Mike broke free of the kiss and arched, gasping, filling him all the way. “Oh fuck, Tommy.”
And suddenly Tommy was there, coming, coming so hard, the feeling white hot as it raced through his body, through every vein and artery, bursting out of him in a thick arc that hit Mike squarely on the chest. Tommy howled, a wordless cry that rebounded off the walls and ceiling, while his body trembled and shook.
He gulped in air, conscious of the heat from Mike’s body, the muted heat within him.
Their bodies lay pressed together, their skin damp, tiny shocks jolting through them.
His heart pounded, his pulse raced, and his skin tingled all over.
Mike kissed him slowly, moving up his neck and along his jaw until their mouths met in a soft fusion of warm lips and tongues. Mike lay on him, letting Tommy’s body support him, stroking over the damp skin of his chest. He raised his chin and looked Tommy in the eye, his breathing ragged.
“That was… amazing.” His eyes shone. His arms bracketed Tommy’s head as he kissed him, over and over, the kisses robbed of all their previous urgency. Mike’s weight felt good, comforting.
Tommy sighed, feeling languid and relaxed, his body glowing. Mike was still inside him, and the thought sent warmth pulsing through him. To be so intimately connected to another was a heady sensation. Tommy wasn’t ready to lose that just yet.
He stroked the back of Mike’s neck, keeping it slow. When Mike looked him in the eye, Tommy smiled. “Can we do that again sometime?”
Feeling Mike laugh while his cock was still inside him was definitely surreal.