torn // muke

24

The next day, the day wouldn't seem to go by. It was going to slow and it was killing them, but eventually the time came, and Luke felt his nerves kick in.

Luke had already cleaned himself, shaved, and sprayed a pretty perfume on, but he still was nervous.

He walked around, looking for Michael. He found him in the living room, and was handed a glass of wine.

Luke smiled and drank it slowly as Michaels lips traveled down his neck from behind. He closed his eyes and put his hands on top of Michaels.

He was led outside, and smiled at what he saw. There were so many candles surrounding the bed, and it looked so pretty.

Luke drank the rest of his wine before turning around and kissing Michaels lips.

They walked backwards to the bed, every kiss between them was chaste until Luke's back hit the bed.

Michael pulled up his shirt, and brought it off of Luke's body, before quickly discarding his shirt also.

Luke threw his head back when Michaels lips planted in his neck. He tugged on Michaels hair and closed his eyes, soaking up the amount of pleasure he was receiving.

"Feels so good.." Luke whispered, followed by a soft moan. He felt Michael lay down on him, pressing their bodies together.

The black haired boy put his hand on the hem of Luke's sweatpants and slowly pulled them down his legs, his lips following his hands movements until they were onto the floor. When he looked back up, Luke's black lace panties almost took his breath away.

"Gosh you're so pretty." Michael said, and Luke giggled, sitting up.

He watched as Michael removed his jeans, also throwing them on the floor. He crawled back on the bed, and laid down, letting Luke take control for a minute.

The blonde boy innocently smiled as he quickly took Michaels boxers of. Luke took the semi hard on, and slowly pumped it with both hands, glancing up at Michael through his lashes.

"You like to tease, don't you?" Michael sighed, resting his hands behind his head.

Luke managed to get Michael fully hard very quickly, his skinny fingers touching Michael in just the right ways.

Michael pulled Luke back up, and laid the blonde boys head on the pillow. He propped himself up on his elbow and laid between Luke's legs.

He kissed Luke's forehead as a finger slid into Luke's mouth. Luke sucked on Michaels middle finger before he felt Michaels pointer finger go in too. Luke grabbed Michaels hand, and swirled his tongue around the fingers in his mouth before Michael pulled them out.

Michael pulled Luke's panties to the side, and slowly entered a finger into Luke.

Luke closed his eyes, and held onto Michael's shoulder. He looked up as he felt Michael's fingers moving inside him. He kept his eyes on Michael, only closing them to let small moans leave his lips.

Michael pulled his fingers out, and reached over to the bedside table, squirting lube on his hand. He pumped himself, and looked down at Luke.

"I love you so much." Michael whispered, and Luke smiled, feeling Michael's tip at his entrance. "And I love you.." Luke said, feeling Michael slowly push into him.

Luke dug his fingernails into the top of Michael's back, and couldn't help but whimper when Michael filled him up.

Luke hadn't felt anything like this in such a long time, and he was glad Michael was the one with him. This is as intimate as they can be.

Michael pulled the blanket up over his waist, and finally started moving. He moved his hips into Luke's and felt accomplished when Luke threw his head back, moaning loudly.

"Mi-Michael.." Luke whimpered, feeling Michael speed up, catching a rhythm with his hips. Luke pulled Michael down all the way on him, their chests pressing together as Michael thrusted into Luke.

They felt the sweat building up between their chests but neither of them cared. If anything, they liked it.

Luke ran a hand through his sweaty hair before laying it back on Michaels back.

"Mm- I love you.. So much. Mmph- ha-harder. I wanna feel you- so deep in me." Luke whimpered, arching his back to feel more of Michael. He knows Michael has a thing for dirty talk.

Michael momentarily pulled out from Luke, flipping him over onto his stomach. Luke's head turned sideways as he laid on the mattress. Michael roughly pulled his backside up in the air because what's the point in boring old missionary sex when Michael knows Luke likes feeling controlled?

Luke fisted his hands in the sheets, and almost yelled out when Michael pounded roughly into him. "Yes! Right there! Oh my- uhh.." Luke cried out in pleasure, feeling Michael thrust quickly.

Michael reached up, and pulled Luke's hair back so he could see his face.

"Mm.. I'm gonna cum, baby." Michael moaned, picking up his speed, making Luke's stomach turn, and his mouth to let out loud cries of pleasure.

Michael groaned, and released inside of Luke, but continued going just as fast to get Luke off. "I'm- I'm- oh my g-.." Luke whimpered, before reaching his high, collapsing on the bed.

Michael slowly pulled out of Luke and laid down beside him, also out of breath. He looked over and saw Luke kind of curled up, still holding onto the sheets.

"Luke, are you alright?" Michael asked, and Luke nodded. "I have never.. had an orgasm like that." Luke said, smiling as he remembered the feeling.

Michael smirked to himself, and kissed Luke's forehead.

"Let's go take a bath, okay?" Michael said, and stood up. Luke tried to stand up with him, but his legs just felt like jello.

"Don't worry, baby." Michael said, picking Luke up bridal style, walking him to the bathroom.