Boyf Riends One Shots

Michael Mell Cheats

    Jeremy had been living with his Boyfriend, Michael Mell for about 4 months now. It was the easiest way for them to live since Michael's parents were always away and Jeremy's dad barely had enough money to feed them both. So Michael's parents send them money and they stay together in perfect harmony, just living and loving their days together. Well, it's almost perfect harmony, because there's one thing that tends to bring up arguments.

"No," Jeremy said firmly, stomping his foot against the ground, trying to not to crack and give in to the taller boy. He didn't need Michael to say anything, as soon as he came into their shared bedroom with those puppy eyes, Jeremy knew what he wanted from him. Jeremy always gave into Michael when it came to this because those puppy eyes were too damn irresistible. Michael puffed out his bottom lip and cast his gaze downwards, displaying his usual wounded soul routine. He knew Jeremy was having an inner debate as he watched the red carpet under his feet. He was a mastermind of manipulations. And Jeremy was just a pushover.

"No Michael, I've done it 4 days in a row so far." he tried to reason with the teen, crossing his arms and trying not to look.

"But Jeremyyyy, You're so gooooooood at it" Michael whined out in response, causing his lover to blush furiously and almost break. He was able to regain his composure and turn his back to the sad looking teenager.

"Michael Mell, I am not cooking for you again. Your parents are sending more money tomorrow, then we can get take out. But tonight it's your turn. Cook or go hungry" Jeremy replied, peering back at his boyfriend with a much softer gaze. Michael looked angry but at the same time, it was sort of playful anger.

"Fine, be that way. Mortal Kombat, you, me. Loser cooks dinner" he challenged, an excited glint appearing in his deep brown eyes. Jeremy's own eyes widened as he stared through the glasses and into the mischievous orbs of the taller boy. He knew he could be better than Michael if he actually played carefully, so in return he nodded.

"You're so on" he laughed without a moment's hesitation. Michael walked forwards and scooped his thin partner into his arms, slowly carrying him bridal style into their living room. He knew mortal kombat would still be set up from the last time they had played together, so he went right to one of their beanbag chairs. He plopped himself down and laid Jeremy gently in his lap, allowing the boy to reach over and grab their customized controllers.

Jeremy thought nothing of being in boyfriend's lap and eagerly began the game, laying back against Michael's chest. He knew he needed to focus if he had any chance of defeating the king of mortal kombat. They decided and played a few quick prep rounds, getting comfy and in the zone before the final match was ready to happen. Michael had his chin resting on Jeremy's shoulder and his arms around his waist, holding the controller in front of them both. Jeremy had his legs criss crossed as he allowed himself to be straddled by his boyfriend. They were ready.

They each took a minute to carefully think things through and pick their characters, switching back and forth as the other changed as well. They were both over analyzing everything about their choices but eventually settled on Mileena and Ermac. (Jeremy as Ermac and Michael as Mileena). They began the round and fought normally, making small grunts and moving their controllers despite it not doing anything. It took a few minutes but Jeremy was about to win, and Michael would not accept it.

"You're doing well babe" he muttered against Jeremy's neck. Jeremy shivered appreciatively as he felt his boyfriend's hot breath tickle against the sensitive flesh of his neck, though it caused his thumb to slip a bit. Michael smirked in approval as he watched the youngers reaction. He now had a new game plan for winning. He licked a stripe up Jeremy's collar bone, all the way to the shell of his ear, loving the way Jeremy moaned quietly. He kept one eye on the screen and his attention mostly on the game as he began to nip and bite up and down Jeremy's neck, stopping when Jeremy let out one long and high pitched moan.

Michael latched his teeth gently onto the sweet spot and began to suck, leaving behind a red mark that faded to a purple color. Jeremy moaned and writhed in Michael's lap, his eyes slamming shut and his toes curling inwards. Michael continued his work, doing the same thing to a few more spots before landing his mouth right next to Jeremy's ear again.

"What's for dinner?" he asked, causing Jeremy to finally open his eyes and noticed he lost big time. After taking a minute to regain his senses he leaped out of Michaels lap, turning back to him with a glare.

"No way, that is so fucking cheating!" he yelled, causing Michael to giggle and lean back into the beanbag chair. His methods may have been unorthodox but hey, he still won in the end.

"Yeah, but I can tell we both reeeaaaalllyyyy enjoyed what I just did, so if you do dinner, I'll take care of dessert" Michael replied, sending his blushing boyfriend a wink. Jeremy continued to glare for a minute, before nodding and heading out to the kitchen. He may like to stand his ground, but in the end, he can't refuse an offer like that.