Teenagers

I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy... Pt. 2

“Pete.. I-what’s going on?” He asked. I didn’t answer, just grabbed his keys from his hand and went straight to the front door, unlocking it and grabbing his wrist to pull him inside. As soon as he was through the door, I slammed it shut and shoved him back against it, pressing my body up against his. I crashed my lips to his in an urgent and sloppy kiss.

“What was that huh? You come in here putting me on fucking cloud nine just to go back to him? Is that what this is? Was this all a joke to you?” I growled into his ear. “I am not okay with this MikeyWay.”

“What? Pete, no! Its not what you think! I swear! Honest to god Pete! Fucking hell! Gabe’s straight for crying out loud, he was just totally wasted! We were just messing around! I swear Pete! I swear!”

“I don’t know if I believe you.” I said, letting my breath ghost over his neck as I nipped his skin with my teeth. Mikey seemed to know where I was going with this. What can I say though? With him looking like a fucking sex god and me horny as all hell and then he just goes and gives me an excuse to do this! Not letting this opportunity pass.

“God, Pete. If I knew grinding on Gabe would have made you this jealous, I would have done that ages ago. Let me make you believe.” He whispered. And with that, Mikey flipped us around kissing me hard. Thankfully, because I don’t know how much longer I could have kept going with that dominance shit. I quickly let his tongue find its way into my mouth as we explored each other. His hands wound their way up underneath my shirt, well Mikey’s shirt that I was wearing, running up and down my sides. Soon enough we were grinding our hips against each other, and when Mikey slipped his leg between my thighs, I could no longer contain the sounds I had been suppressing.

Mikey slipped his hands down tugging at my legs. I got the message and wrapped them around his waist. He wasted no time carrying me up stairs and throwing me down onto his bed. He was on top of me kissing my neck and sucking bruises wherever he could. Marking me as his, showing me and everyone else that I was Mikey Way’s and no one else’s, and that was a huge turn on. I grabbed eagerly at the hem of his shirt, tugging it up and over his head.

“Pete. Pete. Wait. Stop.” He pushed himself up off me, panting hard as he fought to catch his breath.

“What? What’s wrong? Did I-”

“No, but you’re drunk Pete. I don’t want you to regret this. Or not be able to remember it in the morning.”

“Mikey, I’m not drunk out of my mind. I only had  a couple of beers, just enough to apparently give my confidence one hell of a boost. Not to mention I’ve been dreaming of this since I saw you. Its fine I promise.”

“You sure?”

“Very.”

“Mmm. In that case you’re wearing way too many clothes. And as much as I love seeing you in my clothes, I would love to see you out of them.” He whispered in my ear. I quickly started pulling my shirt off and went straight to undoing the button on my pants. Mikey batted my hands away.

“You aren’t going to let me have any fun are you?” He said winking at me. Mikey made quick work of the button and zipper, then stripped off my jeans and boxers. Doing the same to his when he was done. It wasn’t until he started climbing back on top of me that he stopped. The look on his face told me everything. In my slightly drunken state, I had completely forgotten about the hundreds of thin, white scars that covered my stomach. Shit. Way to go, Pete. Instant boner killer.

“Pete.” He breathed. I said nothing, just started at the wall behind him. “You remember this morning, when I said I was going to make you believe you’re beautiful. Well, tonight’s your night.” He leaned down and gently kissed me before leaving a trail of kisses down my chest, careful to place kisses over my scars. No one’s ever done this. Not that I’ve ever had sex before or let anyone see this much of me before, but still. I didn't expect him to do this. He then moved down a bit further, smiling up at me before licking a stripe on the underside of my dick, teasing me. A moan ripped itself from my throat and my hands found their way into his gorgeous black hair. I tugged on it a bit trying to get him to stop teasing. He moaned against my dick as he seemed to get the message and took me into his mouth.