Chapter 25 #2
So, without another word, he just reached out, grabbed Mikey by his very hard cock, and started to walk toward the bedroom.
“I’m not just a walking dildo,” Mikey said with a laugh.
“Show’s how much you know,” Luke said, looking back at him with a grin.
As soon as they were in the bedroom he spun Mikey around and then shoved him onto the bed.
Before he could say or do anything else he pulled his underwear off, once again revealing his beautiful cock in all its glory.
Luke was torn. On the one hand, he wanted to ride it immediately.
On the other hand, he knew Mikey had a great ass, which made him want to top.
This is a real conundrum, he thought.
“So, uh, would you rather top or bottom this time around?” he asked. “I honestly can’t decide.”
“Let me make it easy on you,” Mikey said. “You can fuck me now, and then I’ll fuck you.”
And then he turned over.
To say Mikey Smiles had the perfect ass would be something of an understatement.
It was round–basically the very definition of a bubble butt–and it was also firm, with just the right amount of muscle.
And, unless Luke missed his guess, it was also incredibly tight, and his cock twitched at the thought of what it would be like to be buried inside of him.
He walked over to his nightstand, his cock so tight in his boxer-briefs he was pretty sure it was going to rip right through the fabric.
At this point he was just relishing the chance to make Mikey squirm a bit, to let him know what it was like to want something but not be able to have it right away.
“You really are enjoying making me wait for this, aren’t you?” Mikey said from the bed, his ass still pointed in the air.
Luke shrugged. “You know, it’s not like anyone is making you lay there with your butt in the air. You made the choice, Mikey Smiles, and you’re going to have to live with it. At least until I’m inside you.”
A chill went across his skin at the mention of being inside Mikey, and he knew he wasn’t going to be able to keep the teasing up much longer.
“Well, stop talking about it and just do it already,” Mikey said, a rasp of desire in his voice.
Luke fished around in his nightstand until he found the lube and condoms and then, stripping off his boxer briefs so he was naked, he took one last chance to admire Mikey’s ass in all of its perfect roundness.
“Enjoying the view?” Mikey asked.
“Very much so,” he said, as he got up onto the bed and positioned himself behind Mikey.
“Give me the lube, would you?” Mikey said. “I…I like to prepare myself first, if that’s okay.”
Luke was a bit taken aback, but he did as he asked.
“Is everything okay?” he asked.
Mikey gave him a reassuring sort of smile.
“Yeah, it’s fine. I just…I kind of know my body and how to get it ready. Besides,” and here he nodded at Luke’s very prominent erection, “you’re not exactly a slouch in the cock department, and I want to make sure I’m really ready for it.”
Luke blushed, but he guessed Mikey probably had a point.
Mikey squirted a generous dollop of lube on his fingers and then, while Luke watched, he proceeded to open himself up. He couldn’t lie, it was very hot, particularly once Mikey’s eyes started to roll up into the back of his head.
Finally, Mikey was ready.
“Um…,” Luke said, “what position would you like to start in? I’m okay with whatever you’re okay with.”
It was a vulnerable moment, but Mikey, with his usual casualness, took charge.
“If it’s all the same to you, I’d like to start out riding. It’s been a while, and it usually helps to open me up so I can really start enjoying myself.”
That was all Luke needed. He sprawled out on the bed, put the condom on, and made sure he was good and lubed up. Then he gestured for Mikey to climb on.
He didn’t waste time.
Mikey held him in his gaze as he lowered himself onto Luke’s achingly hard cock, and as his tightness stretched over him it took everything Luke had not to cum right away. A moan slipped out of his lips, his hands gripping the pillows as Mikey’s hips started to grind against him.
“Fuck you’re beautiful,” he said softly as he looked up and met Mikey’s eyes. “Like…oof.” The last word came out in a rush of breath as Mikey did something with his hips he was pretty sure was a deadly sin or something.
“You’re…really…good…at…this,” Luke panted, wrapping his hands around Mikey’s very curvy butt.
“Fuck me harder, Luke,” Mikey growled, eyes flashing.
Luke obliged.
He picked up the pace of his fucking, pushing deeper into Mikey with each thrust. He loved the sound Mikey made when his cock hit the same spot inside of him again and again and again, loved watching the way his eyes went up into the back of his head as the pleasure hit him, loved the way his body moved in rhythm with his.
It was almost like they were making music right here in the bedroom, each of them knowing just how to bring the other pleasure.
Without saying anything he moved and flipped Mikey onto his back, wrapping his legs around him.
Mikey groaned at this newly vulnerable position and, if anything, his eyes went even further into the back of his head.
This was Luke’s cue to go even more feral, and he did, driving his cock harder and harder into Mikey, making him whimper and moan.
The sight of Mikey stroking his dick while Luke fucked him was getting him closer and closer to the edge, and he honestly wasn’t sure he was going to be able to take much more before he lost control and came.
Fortunately, Mikey was almost at the point of cumming, too, judging by the way his body was tightening up. Luke gently pushed his hand away and then started stroking him. Sure enough, it wasn’t long until his orgasm hit him.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!” he yelled as the waves of pleasure crashed over him, and Luke lost control, too. His own orgasm seemed to come from somewhere in the region of his spine, and it swept over him, carrying him away and filling him with such euphoria he definitely saw stars.
“You okay up there?” Mikey asked, a slight smile in his voice.
Luke opened his eyes and looked down at Mikey, who most definitely looked like someone who had been well-fucked.
“Yes,” he said. “I’d say I’m more than okay.”
He flopped down onto the bed and pulled Mikey into his arms. For the briefest of seconds Mikey seemed like he was going to hesitate, and then he leaned into Luke’s embrace.
“I love you,” he whispered into Mikey’s ear, giving him a squeeze. “And I’m not going to let you go.”
Mikey squeezed him back. “I love you, too. I’m not going anywhere, Luke Carter. Not this time.”
A warm feeling took up residence in Luke’s belly, and tears pricked at his eyes. He opened his mouth to say…well, he didn't know what he was going to say, exactly…but Mikey was already asleep.
Probably just as well, he thought, planting a soft kiss on Mikey’s forehead. I’d just have ended up ruining an otherwise really great moment, anyway.
Pulling Mikey even closer to him he finally let himself drift off.
Luke wasn’t surprised he woke up first. Mikey might’ve matured a lot in the last decade, but he had never been and was never going to be a morning person.
Luke laid in bed and looked over to where Mikey was still asleep. He couldn’t believe how happy he was, and it made him nervous. Though he’d grown a lot in the last year–hell, in the last week–he was still afraid of actually letting himself be happy. He knew what tended to happen.
You get hurt, he thought. You put your heart into the hands of someone else, and they end up breaking it into a thousand pieces. He did it ten years ago. What’s to stop him from doing it this time, too?
Even as he had the thought, though, he knew he wasn’t being fair to Mikey. The years had changed him, sanding away the more selfish elements of Mikey’s personality, leaving behind a person Luke could love without reservation.
If he let himself.
Well, the sex is terrific, he thought. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever had sex that good.
It certainly helped that both of them were versatile.
Luke had gotten very tired of hooking up with guys who were so hung up on who did what in the bedroom they weren’t able to have any real fun at all.
Most of them assumed Luke was a top and, while he did enjoy topping quite a lot, he also enjoyed being on the bottom, too.
He liked the vulnerability it entailed, and he looked forward to bottoming for Mikey.
It was one of those things he’d thought a lot about since they’d started to reconnect, what it would feel like to have Mikey inside of him, to know he was comfortable opening up in the most intimate way he could.
Mikey seemed to sense he was looking at him, because his eyes flickered open, and he smiled.
By now Luke had relearned the many different smiles Mikey had: the shit-eating grin he liked to use when he was trying to charm someone; the one that was pure joy, when he was caught up in a really happy moment; the fake one he put on whenever he didn’t really want to admit how he was feeling.
And then this one, which Luke thought might just be for him.
It was the smile he thought he loved the most. It turned his knees to jelly and made him feel like an entire battalion of butterflies was trying to get out of his stomach.
It made him feel like a teenager again, all giddy and stupid with love.
At the same time, he was always aware of just how much time had passed since the two of them had been together. They’d both done a lot of growing up, and as painful as the process had obviously been for both of them, it had made them into better, stronger men, men who could build a life together.