Backdoor Boy

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Ray held loosely onto Mikey's hand as he pulled Mikey to his car. It was tucked further against the woods, away from the house. They could still hear the music playing from the house, but it was faint.

Ray pulled the door open for Mikey, and Mikey was quick to climb inside. Ray followed him, and as soon as the door closed, Mikey grabbed his face in a ferocious kiss. Ray, clearly caught a bit off guard by this, paused before gripping Mikey's skinny hips and pulling them against his own.

Mikey pulled his lips away from Ray's for only a second to quickly tug Ray's shirt over his head. Ray did the same for Mikey, and Mikey pulled Ray down on top of him. Ray lifted his head and moved to Mikey's neck, his lips dragging lightly along Mikey's bare skin. He placed sloppy kisses all along Mikey's neck and chest. Mikey groaned, threading his fingers through Ray's curls.

Mikey slid his hands down Ray's body, fumbling with his pants until they were undone. In one quick motion, he pulled down both Ray's pants and boxers. Ray let out a low groan as Mikey pushed him so that he was leaning back, his erection fully present.

Mikey leaned down and ran his tongue up Ray's cock, wrapping his lips around the tip. He began bobbing his head up and down. He was slow at first, but quickly picked up the pace. Ray groaned and put his hand on Mikey's head, taking a slight hold on his hair.

Mikey, upon realizing he couldn't fit Ray's entire cock into his mouth, took it in his hand and began to pump at the same pace. He felt Ray shudder under him and stopped himself from smirking.

After a little while, he pulled his mouth off of Ray's member. He was reaching for his own pants, but Ray had beat him to it and was already tugging them down Mikey's thighs. Mikey adjusted, then tossed off his boxers. Before he knew it, Ray was grabbing him in a kiss again, his hand around Mikey's erection.

Mikey moaned and threw his head back, allowing Ray to once again suck at his neck. This time, Ray bit down lightly where Mikey's neck met his shoulder. Ray quickly rolled Mikey onto his stomach and spit. Mikey felt a finger slide inside him and moaned again.

Ray soon slid in a second finger, and Mikey felt himself getting harder by the second. He looked over his shoulder. "Ray," he breathed, "I-I want it."

Ray scrambled to the front seat, grabbing a box of condoms from the glove box. He took one and had it on in record time. He quickly positioned himself at Mikey's entrance. He slowly pushed his cock into Mikey's ass. Mikey groaned, his hands curling into tight fists.

Ray was slow at first, not wanting to hurt him, but he didn't wait long before picking up his pace. It wasn't long before Mikey was a moaning mess, and his broken hiccups filled the back of the car. He reached around for anything he could grab onto to brace himself as his prostate was abused.

As Ray pounded into him, Mikey could feel him getting closer. He reached for his own cock and began pumping. He didn't go too fast; he didn't want to cum all over the back of Ray's car.

It turned out not to matter, as Ray soon gripped Mikey's hips and sat him fully on his member. Mikey could feel it throbbing as Ray came inside of him. He moaned loudly, allowing himself to release onto his own chest.

Mikey pulled himself off of Ray and dropped onto the floor of the car. He adjusted so that he was laying on his side. He looked at Ray, who was grabbing for some napkins from the front seat. He passed some to Mikey.

Ray grinned. "Sorry."

Mikey swiped the napkin up his chest. "What for?" he asked.

"Fucking you in a car."

Mikey laughed, shaking his head. Ray took the napkin from his hand and stuffed it into a plastic bag. Mikey watched him as they tugged their underwear back on. "Why haven't I ever seen you before?" Mikey asked.