Michaels in Love (BoyXBoy) English

Chapter 18 - Season 1: Me and You as One

I couldn't look away, mesmerized by the sight of Mike's bare, glorious body. My gaze traveled to the throbbing arousal in his hand, its swollen tip glistening with pre-cum, and I swallowed hard, my throat dry with anticipation.

Mike groaned, his voice husky and raw. "Shit... ahh, baby... I'm so close..." His words came in staggered breaths, his hand gripping and teasing his hardened nipples, the gesture both sensual and desperate.

I studied every inch of him—his almond-shaped eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy, the beads of sweat trailing down his smooth, defined cheeks and sharp jawline to his full, kissable lips. A trace of chocolate syrup still clung to his neck, mingling with the sheen of sweat as it trickled down to his chest and pink nipples, glistening like tempting rosebuds.

His muscular arms flexed with every movement, veins standing out as his left hand worked over his slick, pulsing length. I followed the lines of his perfect abs, their definition so sharp they looked like they'd been carved by a sculptor. They were so inviting, I wanted to kiss and taste them like fresh, warm bread straight out of the oven.

His thighs, lightly dusted with hair, tensed as his pleasure mounted, the sinewy strength of his legs leading down to his calves and his perfectly kept feet. Mike was perfection—a living masterpiece.

Then, his moans grew louder, more urgent, filling the room like music reaching its crescendo.

"Ahh... Michael!" he cried out, his body trembling as his climax overtook him.

I couldn't stop myself. Watching him, hearing him, feeling the heat in the air—it all reignited my desire. My arousal surged again, standing proud and eager. I matched his rhythm, stroking myself in time with the rise and fall of his release.

I watched as his hand tightened around himself for the last time, the thick ropes of his essence spilling over his chest and neck. His body shuddered, his breaths coming in shallow gasps as the aftershocks rippled through him.

When his eyes finally fluttered open, they met mine, and I froze, caught in the intensity of his gaze. Without a word, Mike moved toward me, dropping to his knees. He brushed my hand aside, replacing it with his mouth.

I let out a sharp gasp, the sensation of his warm lips enveloping me sending a shockwave of pleasure through my body. My hands instinctively found his hair, tangling in the strands as he worked with steady precision, his tongue teasing and caressing.

"Mike... oh, God..." I moaned, my hips bucking slightly as I surrendered completely to the bliss he offered.

With each movement, he brought me closer to the edge, his mouth never faltering. And then, with one final, perfectly timed motion, I exploded.

"Ahhh... fuck!" I cried out, my release pouring into him as he took everything, his lips never leaving me. He stayed there, his tongue coaxing me through the waves of ecstasy until every last tremor subsided.

I slumped back, utterly spent, my breathing heavy as I looked down at him. His eyes glinted with satisfaction, a small, knowing smile tugging at his lips.

No one had ever made me feel like this—completely and utterly cherished. I knew in that moment that Mike was everything. He was all I'd ever need.

Later, we showered together, the warm water cascading over our bodies as we laughed and kissed, the intimacy between us deepening with every passing moment. Afterward, Mike prepared dinner—a beautifully cooked strip steak with blue cheese butter and toasted pecans. He even opened a bottle of wine and lit candles on the balcony, creating a scene so romantic it felt like something out of a dream.

As we sat under the soft glow of the candlelight, I couldn't help but notice the small flicker of doubt creeping into my thoughts. Memories of Mike's ex-girlfriend and the secret she kept with his foster brother haunted me, but I pushed them aside. This moment wasn't for that. I wanted Mike to discover the truth himself, not because I told him. I wouldn't let anything ruin the magic of this night.