Two Player Game

~Chapter Twenty-Two~

He almost falls on his face just getting through the damn door. He closes the door behind them and locks it again.

"I'm gonna tell your mother about this but for now, just get to bed."

"Yessir." They head silently tot he kitchen where Michael had to take a moment to spit more blood into the sink a few times.

"Guess I'm gonna be a little bruised tomorrow. Would you consider battle wounds sexy, Jer?"

"Well I mean you did fight for me~"

"Of course, Player Two. Anything for you." Jeremy smiles and kisses his forehead gently. Michael sighs contently.

"Ready to share a tiny ass couch again?"

"Oh yeah. Gives me more of a reason to intrude on your bubble."

"I have no bubble when it comes to you Carino." He wraps and arm around Jeremy's waist and guides him to the living room. He sets up the portable partition in front of the doorway so no one would be able to look in.

"I'm sure Sober Michael would disagree."

"Okay, sure, sober Michael would have a bubble sometimes."

"But this isn't sober Michael it?"

"faaaaaaaaar from it, Jer." Jeremy kisses him, slow and deep. Michael pulls him close.

"mn, Baby- Sweetheart- lovely-" he just keeps spouting pet names and compliments between kisses. "Everything about you is so wonderful." Jerermy kisses him all over. Kissing from his mouth, to his jaw then neck.

"Honey- Darlin-" He tangles his hands in Jeremy's hair and lets out a soft groan.

"Jesus, Jeremy, I still can't believe this."

"Oh trust me, baby, I can't either."

"Jesus, you're so right now. God- do you have any idea how many dreams I've had that were just like this?"

"I'm glad I could make your dreams come true."

"Me too, trust me, me too. And I know this isn't a dream because normally in my dreams, you're really dominant towards me and I never know how to take it because I'm always taken by surprise. Always. I know it's coming and it surprises me. I mean, either that or you're an absolute power bottom, there is no in between. It.... I think about you a lot, okay?" Jeremy chuckles and continues kissing him. Michael is straddling him, Jeremy's got his hands on his lower back, so close to his ass.

"Liek fuck dude. FUCK dude. This is some weed nap type shit. The sorta thing I think about when you don't come over and I'm stuck getting high alone. I love this so much, this is all I've ever wanted." and he still won't shut up.

"Maybe you shouldn't get so high for a tiny guy."

"You're fuckin' tiny, shut up. I get higher than I need to because it's great, man."

"Whatever makes you happy"

"You make me happy."

"Wow. Gay."

"You brought me homosexuality upon yourself."

"Physically."

"An emotionally. Baby, we're in it for the long haul now. You get the whole package." He grins. "Speaking of Physically though..."

"oooh~"

"Ever had your own dick sucked, Jer?" he gives suggestive eyebrows.

"...That'll also be a first."

"Boy do I have a treat for you, baby, you're lookin' at the dick sucking champion. You're the luckiest guy I know right now." Jeremy smiles.

"Care to show me?"

"Oh god yes." He slips down to his knees between Jeremy's legs. 

"Get ready for the very best drunken blow job."

"Oh I can't wait." He unzips Jeremy's pants agonizingly slow.

"Hmmmmm, Maybe I'l... Tease you a little first? Maybe I'll... Make you beg for it?"

"Oh C'mon Mikey."

"Weeeeeeeeell, I mean, it's not like you're doing anything for ME, right?" He absently strokes the obvious protrusion between Jeremy's legs just the way he knows will get jeremy to shiver and moan so sweetly.

"Wow, drunk you is a lot more bitchy."

"Drunk me knows he wants to see you unravel. Likes to get you hot and bothered and flustered. You're cute like that." one hand plunges into Jeremy's boxers. 

"ohhh hnnn~" he moans. Blushing a little too much.

"Fuck that's hot, jeremy. Moan for me again, baby. You like this? My hands?" He does moan and groan more for him. Michael is blushing just as much as Jeremy. He practically whispers

"Joder si, estas sucio. Muy sucio. Me pones duro." He finally pulls Jeremy free of those damn boxers and just fuckin' goes to town. Later that night, they're both in just their boxers, Michael laying on top on Jeremy on that tiny ass couch.

"Dude.... That was the absolute best."

"You're tellin' me."

".......Did you enjoy your first BJ?"

"Absolutely." He yawns. He's drunk and tired.

"Good. I still get to keep my title then." He giggles and yawns as well.

"I'm just sayin', get ready for a lot of this sorta thing in college."

"Speaking of..... I haven't gotten my acceptance letter yet." Michael looks up at him.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"They better get that shit out quick then. I'm not going without you."

"It's alright. I'll still be in the State."

"Yeah, but like... We're supposed to go to college together, Jer. Do everything together."

"I know..." He sits up a little.

"Like... Okay, maybe I'll still go so I can get started on my degree so I can get a good career to provide for you and our kids in the future, but still."

"I'm sure I'll get in.."

"But if you don't, know that I've got you, baby. Totally can provide for you."

"I'm glad I have you then." He smiles and kisses him, pulling him back down. Michael kisses him all over his face,

"You're so wonderful. So wonderful. A special boy. A handsome boy. My Boyf."

"Hmm, my Riend." He's about to pass out. Michael lays his head back down onto Jeremy's chest and everything is okay. He closes his eyes and it almost instantly out. Once Jeremy closes his eyes, he's out. No waking him up for awhile.