“Ash!” I say happily as I see my curly haired, hazel/green eyed, fedora and ripped skinny jeans wearing friend, well I now announce him to be my friend. He was wearing a beige wollen sweater and it looked pretty cute on him.
“Am I interrupting? I was invited.” He says laughing, I smile at the bright red Camero on my driveway, parked next to my simple black BMW.
“Sportscar really Ash?” I ask him, he looks it over and shrugs.
“I could have driven my mini but who’d I impress with that.” Ashton says with a smirk.
“How many businesses do you own exactly?” I ask him.
“About 15, 15 good running businesses.” Ashton says with a smirk.
“Why do you still work then? I mean just get a hobby!” I exclaim.
“I like to work, it keeps me busy but not like mind numbingly busy.” Ashton says with a shrug.
“LUKEY!” A voice calls from down the street, Luke jumps out of my arms and runs to his friend.
“CALPAL! Ow come here we’ve got a fine specimen of hunky aussie ass to introduce you to.” Luke calls to him, I frown at him and he winks at me.
“Calum, this is Ashton. Ashton this is Calum!” Luke says.
“NOW KISS!” Luke cheers.
“Luke!” I call him over, frowning at him.
“What?” Luke asks me.
“Calum, Ashton make yourselves comfortable on the couch.” I tell them, motioning them both in.
“Ashton, Calum is a kiwi, he’s young and plays football. I don’t know if he has a job but he is bff’s with my boyfriend. Calum, Ashton works at a Maccas but only because he likes keeping busy, he own 15 companies and would like a cute toyboy to buy things for. Flirt away while Luke and I get some drinks.” I say in a kind of narrator kind of way.
“Luke, come with me.” I tell him, I close the door and pull Luke to the kitchen.
“Fine specimen of hunky aussie ass?” I ask Luke as I push him up against the wall in my kitchen, just out of sight of Ashton and Calum.
“Yes.” Luke whispers.
“Don’t look at Ashtons ass!” I hiss at him, he whimpers a little as I press my body against his.
“M-Michael you’re scaring me.” Luke whispers.
“Hmm I didn’t want to scare you, I’m just warning you. Don’t check out other men or I’ll have to punish you.” I whisper to him, I felt his cock jerk in his sweats.
“Do you understand Penguin?” I ask him.
“Yes Michael.” Luke whispers but it’s almost a moan.
“What did you call me?” I ask him.
“M-Michael.” He then says, I kiss his neck and then suck lightly.
“What did you call me?” I ask him again.
“Mr. Clifford.” He then moans.
“That’s more like it. I don’t usually get jealous but don’t check out other men ok, you’re all mine. That sexy ass of yours is for me to pound into while you scream my name.” I say to him, my voice low and husky.
“Y-yes Mr. Clifford.” Luke moans softly.
“Hmmm.” I hum as I suck on his neck a little more.
“D-Don’t leave a mark. M-My dad will see.” Luke whimpers. I grab his thighs and pull him up, he immediately wraps his legs around my hips. I press my hard on against his and he moans. I lift his shirt up and start kissing his chest, I then suck on the skin just above his left nipple. He moans so I squeeze his ass as I grind on him harder.
“F-Fuck Michael.” He moans, I bite his skin and he whimpers at the pain.
“Mr. Clifford.” He corrects himself.
“That’s my good Penguin.” I whisper against his skin, I lick his nipple and it instantly hardens.
“F-Fuck!” Luke moans, his fingers run through my hair as I finish my mark on his chest. I let his t-shirt slip down again and then put him down. I step away from him but he holds onto me tightly.
“I’ll fall if you let me go.” He whispers, I chuckle and pick him up again.
I walk into the tv room and put Luke down on the couch, Calum and Ashton quit their conversation as we walk over.
“Oh Mr. Clifford!” Calum teasingly moans at Luke. Luke looks horrified and then hides his head in his hands.
AN/ Jeej so Cashton has met! WhoopWhoopWhooop!
IS jealous Michael hot or not? I feel sort of bad that Michael was actually scaring Luke, is that just me? Who else thinks Ashton is a bit of a show off? Who tops, Ashton or Calum?
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