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Mike and Michael - Chapter 5 (c)Michael Whale 2017
With Mike still against the wall Michael drank in the delicious sight of his exposed body as he stripped himself with exquisite slowness. Michael barely registered the brush of material as he removed his shirt because his mind and body were totally focused on tracing the shape lift and seduction of Mike's male parts. His gaze jumped from Mike's erection to the swell of his chest, to the full, moist, welcoming nature of his lips. Then he took in a broader picture of this man and saw scars on either side of his left knee showing all the signs of an active sports life. He noted his pleasing overall muscle tone and loved the dramatic shift of skin tones at his tan line. His whole body glowed a healthy golden brown from time in the sun except for his groin which gleamed pale pink in the stark contrast...This man did not sun bath in the buff. All this and more he registered during the seconds it took Michael to shed all of his clothes.
Michael's attention wandered back to Mike's sex and tingled seeing that his overly aroused and tautly stretched cock had claimed all the loose skin of his sack bringing his balls up tight below his stiff shaft. Mike's upright tool was pale, strong, manly thick and sported an inviting inward curve. With his eyes fixed on Mike's arousal, Michael indulgently reached down and gave his own sex a familiar pet as his eyes kept darting here and there over Mike's body. Mike didn't carry an over muscled six-pack instead his tummy, fit, flat and trim displayed dimples... yes dimples? Two little sensual indents, one on each side of his tummy bordering and defining the outer edges of his belly. Michael knew this sight would become a forever memory... Mike against the wall, naked, aroused with his abdomen framed by dimples.
In a flurry Michael kicked the pile of his clothes out of the way. Finding something wildly free and salacious in the way Mike's eyes dilated and popped as he ran them over his exposed body. Mike showed so much hunger and desire that it heightened, for both of them, their levels of arousal. It was an unbridled sexual power that charged the room. A charge so strong that it even carried its own scent musky and electric.
Mike noted that Michael's erection stood out in mirrored image mimicry to his own. Glancing down at his cock he saw that their angles of the dangles seemed to match. Both men's cocks were held swollen and jutting out at maybe a 30-degree upward angle. While similar that way they were differed too. The banana curve of Mike's was much more pronounced. Size wise they seemed a pleasant match with Mike's noticeably thicker.
Inches apart their cocks seemed to be drawn to the other. They screamed to touch, to kiss, to rub over the other glistening slit to slit. Both men were transfixed by the erotic closeness of their inflamed sex. Their hearts raced tapping out a staccato rhythm while their cocks pulsed to with each beat. Both swam in a viscous sea of wet lust their erections shouting in loud, male tones the level of their desire for the other. This is why they had chosen another man for a lover.
Driven by his own out of control need Michael took the few steps to Mike's body. They met with the force of two magnets slamming together. The urgent collision so insistent that if the wall hadn't supported Mike they would have fallen to the floor in a frolicking tumble of male parts. As it was Michael's body met Mike's in a mingled clash of cocks, nipples, entwined legs, moist lips and tangled tongues. Little preamble, just pent up manly lust! Mike still kept his hands above his head leaving Michael do anything he wanted to do to his bare offered body.
Michael wiggled and drew his member up, over and around Mike's, thrilled by the feel of Mike's cock banging into his own, their soft balls splaying and bouncing into one another. Michael working to keep their cocks in contact leaned his torso away from Mike so he could fill his eyes with the ithyphallic ecstasy of two erections colliding. Both men had the same goal... they worked their hips to meet glans to glans in a no hands allowed clash of sexual pleasure.
It was erotically impossible to find a way to keep their soft mushroom heads in contact without using hands. Both men had their eyes glued to the nexus of their meeting cocks powered by the steel in their shafts. Their fleshy heads touched, kissed, pressed and mashed into each other. Their evident lust apparent not only in the intensity of their erections but also in how each little slit leaked clear drops of precum. With every rub those drops oozed and coated themselves smearing their own man-produced lube over the other tool. In no time at all they marked and claimed the other leaving the heads of both cocks slick and shiny. With each rub of penis over penis their need increased. Banging their cock and balls together Mike and Michael wiggled, humped and squirmed trying to obtain the contact needed to scratch an ever-increasing itch. However, when the friction was right for one man it wasn't right for the other so they kept battling and shifting as they tried to fulfill their want.
The two of them dueled this way over and over. Both men darted their eyes over each other. Focusing on a face here, a chest there, a browned nipple, a muscled tummy and of course the intense sexual collision of their man parts. Both cocks leaked copious amount of precum leaving them coated in a delicious messy goo which, as they would pulled apart, left long viscous strands that stretched as it conspired to keep them connected.
The building demand for more substantial contact overwhelmed Michael and from the depths of his lust he took Mike by his hips and forcefully spun him around pressing his face into the wall.
Mike reveled in Michael's actions and like a wanton whore pushed back into his conqueror's rod ready to be taken. Overt sexual need careened through Mike as his desire to be used, to become Michael's willing sexual toy, to be fucked washed over him. His head spun, his blood raced and willingly, wantonly, he arched his back pushing his bottom out again and then spread his legs a bit too wide. It made him feel wonderfully dirty. A split second later in a deep moan he released a breath he hadn't realized he was holding as he felt the heat of Michael's shaft press forcefully to the crease of his ass.
Michael too burned as he was caught up in watching his cock, so painfully hard, make intimate contact with Mike's bottom. Just pressing against his fleshy, toned cheeks wasn't enough so he took hold of Mike's ass cheeks and prized them apart. Wiggling and twisting he nestled his tube between them like a hotdog in a bun and then stroked his member the length of Mike's crack. His hips powered his cock up and down that valley, from the base of his nuts up the crack to the base of his spine. Driving and rubbing trying to get his cock the touch it demanded. Unnoticed by Mike, Michael as he undressed earlier had pulled a small single use packed of lube from his pants pocked concealing and warming it in his hand.
Now holding it with one hand and ripping at its with his teeth he managed to tear the corner. Greedily he absorbed the heady sight of his rigid tool, manly and rising up from their pressed together bodies and watched as the oil flowed over the head of his penis. In a depraved urge he aimed the descending stream so it's first contact met the slit of his penis marveling at how scintillating it was too witness the oil spread in uneven waves over his soft mushroom head. Seeing it more that feeling it since it was already near body warmth he began to power his dick through the split cheeks of Mike's bum. Michael had wild rutting images of taking Mike without oil or wetness but quickly dismissed the idea since he had no idea how tight Mike would be. He also could have used his fingers to tease his ass into relaxing but the oiled thrill of his sliding cock made him decide to forego that little courtesy because he was just too damn horny!
Each stroke promised entry and on one of the upstrokes Michael's cock caught on the opening to Mike's ass and he found himself repositioning and aligning his cock.
Mike too felt the change and he lifted and angled his butt to aid Michael's penetration.
Michael's cock, was so fucking hard that it needed little help but his hand came up, pushed his cock's head down and when its tip began to disappear Michael pressed his hips forward. Mike's sphincter tensed at first but quickly released opening in a warm welcoming anal caress for Michael's invading member.
Mike moaned again as he felt the fullness and mentally envisioned the sight of Michael's shaft sinking inside of him. Then with an explosive, impassioned, squeal he felt the impact as Michael's powered his tool over the sweet spot inside of him. Rolling his eyes in pleasure he envisioned his own cock just dangling there free, hard and untouched as Michael held his hips and thrust. Seemingly out of his control and almost disembodied Mike heard his own voice echoing off the walls moaning...
"Yessss, oh yesss, that's it! Oh, fuck me; jam your cock deep into me. Make me shoot thick hot ropes of cum out the end of my cock without ever touching it! Make me cum and cum and cum just from the pounding!! Yes Michael slam your burning hard cock deep into me and cum inside of me wet and messy"
From there Mike drifted into moans and gasps as he pressed his cheeks to the wall.
Mike's lusty voice and nasty words drove Michael into ragged long demanding bangs. Michael withdrew almost to the point of popping out and then mercilessly rammed himself all the way back in to the hilt. Loving the sounds of them fucking and slapping together he caught in mid-pound the heady scent of their sex as it wafted and that further add fuel to his pistoning. The level of Michael's passion and abandon really astounded Mike and his whole body shook with the force of each thrust.
In a moment of needy desire Mike's hand came off the wall in an attempt to give his cock some needed attention.
Michael was barely aware of the movement but came to enough to grab and evilly force that hand back above Mike's head. Shamelessly thinking to himself... "No pleasure for that boy". Then as quickly as he made that decision he changed his mind, took pity on his writhing lover and reached around. Coming in low he scooped up his testacies finding sensual delight in the feel of his soft velvet sac. Still relentlessly pounding into Mike's backside he hefted the lush bag and its delicate fleshy orbs in his hand holding, squeezing and caressing gently... Closing his fingers he gave the packet a tender tug in counter rhythm to his own movement.
Mike's hips couldn't help but follow Michael's demanding drag. Feeling his ass contract around the girth of Michael's shaft in a sympathetic reaction. Then, finally, Michael's hand moved to his neglected prick. The warm male contact sent uncontrolled little mewls of longing from his lips.
Michael's penis, hard, engorged and buried deep inside of Mike throbbed and ached for release but this was happening too fast. Slowing almost to a complete stop Michael took these seconds to inflame Mike to higher levels of lust. He first encompassed Mike's rod and cuddled his balls in one combined grasp. Supporting the weight of his balls with a crooked little and ring finger he gave the root of Mike's cock abbreviated short strokes. Soon his fingers released Mike's nuts and his fist fully enclosed his cock fisting over its entire length.
Finally!!! Mike let out a rolling deep bass groan at the pure animal stimulation Michael's knowing hand was delivering. His ass clamped down on Michael's cock with each yank. Even though Michael had slowed his own motions, Mike, in his need had begun to thrust himself over Michael's buried shaft with a blistering urgency. With each pull of his dick Mike slid up Michael's shaft only to impale himself back upon it when Michael changed the direction of his fist. Mike only faintly managed to hear the words whispered into his ear.
"Do you think that good looking businessman we passed as we exchanged places on the elevator had his tool buried this far up that boys backside?"
Mike's mind was already on overload and it took seconds for him to process those words and when he did his whole body seemed to short-circuit. Porn like images of that man doing wondrously obscene things to his young friend cascaded through him as his body twitched with furious desire. The deepest lust filled moans of the night rumbled from Mike mixing with the musky sex scented air.
Michael well knew his lover's passions and secret desires and had used them to great effect driving his cock as deeply as he could into Mike's ass.
Nearly uncontrolled Mike had visions of those two naked together. The young man bare and smooth without any visible body hair not even around the root of his sex his head twisted around trying to kiss his older lover who was behind him. Mike saw them clearly in his mind the older man strong, powerful resting his weight upon his kneeling legs. The older man's body mostly obscured by the boy riding his cock and facing outward. Seated on that man's cock the boy's beautiful erection, ram's horn hard, bounced and arced through the air as they fucked. The more he fantasized the harder he drove himself onto Michael's cock. Neither of them could endure this for very much longer without cuming in wet glorious spasms.
Unable to take it for one more second Mike broke away from Michael's cock and the wall he had been pinned to. Powered by overpowering lechery Mike turned, pushed back and maneuvered Michael backwards until his steps ended as they met the bed. With no where to go Michael fell onto to it with his legs dangled over the edge. It was too yummy a sight Michael had his back on the bed and his cock pointed straight up towards the ceiling. That might have been the only straight thing about the man.
Mike climbed onto the bed, straddled the man, reached back and reinserted Michael's prick. With Michael's cock once more inside of him he leaned down and kissed his lover, hard, needy and wet. He wiggled and slammed himself up and down Michael's shaft loving how his own crushed balls and cock, slid over the warm flesh of the man beneath him.
Michael too wiggled and pumped; now pursuing his own needed release. The instant Mike broke the kiss and sat up Michael took hold of Mike's cock and stroked it furiously.
The shear thrill of manhandling his lover's sex threw Michael over the edge and he started shooting insane satisfying spurts. His moans added to those of Mike's and combined they filled the room in a duet of sexual song. After seconds of only moans, squeals and sighs Michael managed an...
"I'm cuming."
Those words echoed and with urgent thrusts Mike too powered to his orgasm in the grasp of Michael's hand. He came all over Michael's tummy chest and even managed to hit his chin with the thick milky drops. Mike had marked his claim by covering his lover in his own man juice. With one finger Mike drew it threw a glob of cum and further staked his claimed on his new lover in another way too. He fed Michael a taste of his cum off that finger.
Michael's hips still scribed slow little circles in Mike's ass, his cock swimming in his just released cum. He had watched as Mike threw his head back, thrust out his cock and loved seeing the muscles contract as a drop or two more flew from Mike's little slit. He didn't know how they had wrangled it but they had cum together a sensational, sensual, earthly bonding.
The two men lay cuddled together spending the afterglow looking at each other, caressing and breathing. Unhurried minutes passed this way.
Funny, but if either man could read the other's they would have been chagrinned to realize they had exactly the same thought at exactly the same instant...
"If only there was a refrigerator this would be perfect!"
Relaxed, spent and satiated the two naked men resting quietly in their thoughts, recalling bit and pieces of their first time together. Neither knew it but the hint of bringing in other partners to share burned within both of their memories and while spent it managed to stir the well-banked embers of their love making and chats.
Mike looked his buddy over one more time feeling the faint rekindling of his arousal imagining Michael being touched by someone else.... Trying to distract himself from those thoughts he shifted his weight and suggested...
"Let's clean up and take a walk."