Luke grabs Michael around his neck with one hand, making a lunge to kiss him only to be pushed off gently but firmly by Michael. He tries again, this time with a hand on his arm, his mouth open, ready to be kissed but once more Michael fends him off.
For a couple of seconds because then it's Michael who grabs at Luke. Who pulls him up against him and it's Michael who catches his lips in a kiss, a deep kiss, one that Luke can feel deep in his belly. The feel of Michael's tongue brushing against his and the pressing of Michael's nose against his cheek as he wants to taste more of him makes Luke's toes curl in his shoes.
Dropping to his knees, Luke unbuttons Michael's black jeans, popping each button one at a time before he looks up at him, Michael's mouth parting as he watches what Luke's doing. It's distracting to Luke; he wants to suck his cock but he also wants Michael to kiss him again like he did before, where it felt like he wanted no-one but Luke.
Luke stands up again, the need to taste Michael's mouth again overwhelming him and they kiss, hard, both wanting each other. He slides Michael's shirt off his shoulders as Michael licks the base of his neck, he can't get the man naked fast enough.
Pulling Luke's t-shirt off over his head, Michael watches as the boy goes down again, coaxing Michael's stiff cock out from his jeans before wrapping his lips around it. Michael breathes, his eyes closing and head rolling back as he holds Luke's head gently, his fingers feeling the boys soft hair, tugging at it when Luke's teeth scrape him.
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"I've decided," Joy says to Calum, getting up from the table and disposing of her cup in the sink. "You and me, we're taking him home."
Calum instantly objects, "Why you and me? Why me at all?"
"Well, he can hardly go with Michael!"
"And if I go it looks a little Fagin and Olive Twist," Dave pipes up from his book.
"Leaving me huh? The harmless one. Thanks a lot."
Luke saunters in, Michael right behind him, his tight red tee a little creased and his hair messy, with a smirky grin on his face that Calum doesn't like the look of one little bit.
"I'm calling your mother, I'm taking you home," Joy informs him.
"I'm not going."
Pointing a finger right at Luke's chest, Joy is having none of it, "Listen, you get my tits in a knot Sunshine and you're going to be in deep shit."
Seeing that she's serious, Luke backs a step away banging into the table. Woah she can be scary for a weirdo.
"What are you studying in school?" Dave asks Luke as he sits down quickly, getting out of Joy's way, grabbing a handful of chips.
"Huh?"
"It's called conversation..."
Michael laughs a little at Dave's sarcasm but stops when he sees Calum's face. Shit, he knows. He's going to be in trouble from Calum for this but the lad is so worth it, who knew how much he would lap everything up? Literally?
Joy reappears, her coat on with car keys in her hand, "Ready?" she asks Calum.
"I need to talk to Michael. I'll be with you in a minute."
Beckoning Luke with a finger, Joy turns to leave, Luke mouthing an exaggerated bye to Michael as he walks past, his pert butt swinging as he goes. He may not have got completely what he wanted tonight but it's not been a total write off.
Facing Michael Calum looks at him steadily, "Do you have anything to say?"
"No." What can he say? Sorry for fucking in your room Calpal? Michael doesn't think that would go down well, unlike Luke...
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