horny ♢ muke ✓

eighteen

luke groans loudly when he looks around the washroom and realizes he left his clothes in his room. he's dripping wet and luke's pretty sure he saw michael sitting in the living room.

the only way to get to luke's room is to pass the living room.

luke dries up his blond hair the best he could and wraps the fluffy white towel around his waist. he sneaks out the door and tip toes through the short hallway. luke steps one foot into the living room but he stops himself when he hears michael's voice talking.

"..want to come over? i miss you cal-"

"no!" luke protests before michael can finish his statement.

michael's head jerks back to stare at luke. his green eyes widen and his mouth drops when he notices luke's bare chest, glimmering with water and the towel hanging low.

"fuck," michael curses softly under his breath.

"don't invite him over. i want you all to myself." luke orders strictly.

michael gulps but nods frantically. "uh you know what calum? i'm not feeling very well, how about you come over some other time?"

luke doesn't know what calum's response is but michael hangs up and carelessly tosses his phone onto the coffee table where his feet are propped.

"come here lukey," michael grins, patting his lap invitingly.

"give me a second to put my clothes on first," luke blushes, feeling slightly embarrassed and flustered.

"forget the clothes. come here. i prefer you with less clothes anyway." michael shrugs, switching the tv off.

luke obliges, his cheeks still a tomato red. he hops over to the couch where michael pulls luke onto him and rubs circles on luke's back. luke nuzzles his head into michael's arm.

"if my shirt's off, yours has to be off too." luke murmurs, tugging the shirt and slipping it off michael's slender body.

luke examines michael's beautiful and intricate body carefully. everything from the black ink permanently stuck on his skin and the purple hickeys on his pale chest makes him more gorgeous than he already is.

"i don't like these," luke points to the hickeys.

"and why not?" michael asks. from the look in his eyes, luke can tell he already knows the answer.

"because they're from calum. i should be the one giving hickeys." luke says breathily as he senses michael's hand hovering over the towel. 

"then why aren't you?" michael smirks.

"don't be a fucking tease," luke glares.

michael laughs but softly presses his lips to luke's. luke smiles to himself and allows his hands to roam michael's shirtless torso. luke frowns a little when michael's warm lips leave his and travel down his neck. his frown quickly disappears when he feels michael sucking on the skin gently, luke feels so damn good. michael blows softly on the tender skin, sending a chill through luke's body.

"you're so wonderful baby," michael grunts.

"what about calum?" luke asks. he knows this is wrong but he doesn't want it to end. he wants to be like this forever, just him and michael making out and giving each other love bites.

"fuck him, he's just my side-hoe anyways." michael says breathily.

"are you going to break up with him?" luke asks tentatively.

"if you want me too," michael shrugs, lifting luke's body up and down the hall.

luke giggles to himself. "definitely. do it now."

"not now, later." michael murmurs, laying luke down on his fairly large bed.

without a warning, michael whisks away luke's towel leaving him bare. luke's cheeks flush embarrassedly as he tries to cover his package but michael stop him.

"you're fucking perfect," michael says, his voice deeper and raspier. his pupils have dilated until the green can hardly be seen.

luke lies there, his heart racing. he's both nervous and excited. he's never had sex with a man before but sleeping with michael is all that he wants to do right now. his smiles feverishly when he watches michael shimmy off his skinny jeans along with his boxers.

luke can't help but gape at michael's massive penis.

michael clumsily opens the drawer on his bedside table and pulls out a condom package. he rips it neatly with his teeth and removes the condom from it's packaging.

"ready baby?" michael asks huskily.

luke nods, not being able to form words. he closes his eyes with anticipation. slowly but surely, he feels the tip of michael's dick brush against his hole.

michael's teasing him again.

"mikey!" luke complains loudly.

"you're too adorable," michael chuckles. his act drops and without a warning, he slams into luke.

luke whimpers loudly as tears prickle at his eyes. it's good pain, he likes it. michael thrusts in and out, agonizingly slow.

"faster mikey."

"are you sure-"

"just go fucking faster!" luke exclaims.

michael listens and picks up the speed. he slams in and out of luke with no mercy whatsoever. luke moans loudly, throwing his head back. luke's knees buckle, his breath unsteady. luke loves this sensation, he really fucking loves it. as an instinct, luke's hand reaches out and rakes michael's back. his nails definitely leave marks.

"i'm coming soon," michael says weakly, his thrusts sloppier and slower.

luke doesn't say a word. he has already came. his sperm has squirted, making a mess on michael and michael's bed. he feels bad.

"i'll clean up," luke bites his lip.

michael looks tired. he pulls out and discards the condom full of his semen. "i'll do it later princess. just lie here with me."

luke's too sore and tired to complain. he comfortably cuddles against michael's side and grins when michael drapes his arm over luke, cocooning him in a shell of safety.

luke falls asleep with a smell of sex and michael's cologne in the air.

that's possibly the best thing to fall asleep to, luke decides.