Forever (Mavin)

64. Make-up

{WARNING: Inappropriate content and language, including extreme sexual themes and smut. Ages 18+ recommended, but not enforced.}

Michael gripped my back with his hand, his other sliding up my shirt as I pushed him back onto the couch. He slid my shirt off, our lips barely breaking contact. I slid my hands down his sides to his waist and lifted up his shirt. Michael continued to kiss me, slipping his tongue into my mouth and grabbing the back of my head, begging to be closer. I pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the ground, running my hands up Michael's chest. He moaned in between kisses and grinded his erection against me.

I felt Michael's hands fall to my waist and he unbuttoned my jeans, slipping them off and palming me through my boxers. I slid my hands down Michael's chest and played with the button on his jeans, teasing him. I finally unbuttoned his jeans and slowly slid them off, grinding myself against him.

Michael slowly slid a hand into my boxers, grabbing my cock and giving it a quick, hard tug. I moaned into his ear, breaking our kiss. Michael tugged at my member again, sliding my boxers off with his other hand. I gripped each side of Michael's boxers and tugged them off, quickly kissing him again.

"Mmmm Micoo..." I moaned in his ear, trailing off.

I gently slid my hands down either side of his body, grabbing his waist at the sides. Michael very gently pushed me down as I slid down the couch. I quickly slid my tongue around his tip, precum instantly pouring out of his slit.

"Ungh, oh, Gavin...." Michael grunted, thrusting himself into my mouth.

I took Michael's cock in my mouth, gently gliding along his length. I teased my tongue around his slit over and over as I choked on his enormous size.

"Mmm Gavin take it all." Michael moaned, gently motioning for me to take him deeper, suck him harder.

I took him as far as I could, gagging when I felt his tip hit the back of my throat. Before too long, Michael came, his hot, wet spurts shooting to the back of my tongue. I played with his cum in my mouth and licked some off my lip, swallowing it all as Michael moaned and stared at me, lust in his eyes.

"Yeah, like that, Gavin." He moaned.

Michael sat up and grabbed my head, kissing me hard.

"Fuck me." he moaned in my ear.

Michael kneeled on the couch and I lined up with his asshole, slowly sliding my tip into him without even stretching him first. He moaned incredibly loud and bucked back onto my penis. I kept slowly teasing him, barely sliding in at all, until I couldn't even take it anymore.

"Ugh," I grunted, thrusting forward and hitting home in one shot. Michael practically yelled as I slammed into his prostate, gripping the couch cushions with his hands.

I continued to slam into his prostate, over and over, until the tight, wet heat made me cum. Michael and I both grunted and moan and yelped until we collapsed on the couch, Michael wrapping his arms around me and cuddling.

"Oh... my god... Gavin..." he panted, "Best yet." He looked at me and winked.