ROUNDERS worm x mike smut NSFW WARNIng

worm (edward norton) / mike (matt damon) rounders (1998)

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I'm thinking of our exchange when we got to the Taj the night Jo split on me.
"Hey, hey, hey, why don't you warm up a seat for me? I'll catch up with ya.
"What?"
"Look man, I got certain needs I got to attend to... I mean, I'm- I'm- I'm overdue."
"Hey, good man, I mean, I was starting to wonder about you. Thought maybe the boys upstate you know, brought about a few changes in you."
"HEY, in your dreams, lover."

It was seemingly, and probably to Worm too, such a meaningless, teasing exchange. But all I can think about is if that really were the case. I'm thinking of Worm squirming around underneath me, begging for me to fuck him harder, cursing under his breath, twitching and moaning for me. The thought brings upon a warm tingly sensation in my pants. I hate it because I'll probably never be able to experience that. Again, to Worm it was probably such a meaningless exchange and I'm about 99% sure he doesn't swing that way. But I guess he probably is pretty sure of himself that I don't swing that way either so I guess I shouldn't lose hope.

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I'm sitting on my couch adjacent to the front door thinking about what just happened, wiping off the blood still dripping from my nose. Worm did everything that caused this. It was his idea to drive over there to those cops' game. He was the one who joined in the game while I was on a roll and got caught cheating like a dumbass. And he handled it like an asshole. He can have an attitude sometimes, I'll tell you that. They literally kicked us out and after Worm & I had that fight in the parking lot I told him, fuck the 15k, we're dead broke, back where we started and I just wanted to go home. And that puts me here. Cleaning up my continuously bloody nose with a tissue and thinking about the whole thing. I begin to think about what I have left in my life. Where I'm headed. How I'll get past this. Get out of this hole. I'm starting to get really deep in thought when I hear a knock at the door. Sporadic and rushed like Worm. I have a feeling who it is and I don't necessarily feel like talking to him after tonight but I answer it anyway.
I open the door and I'm greeted with Worm's face right in front of me, just as beaten and bleeding as mine. his weird face greets me with a "hi." I start to close the door but Worm quickly prevents me from doing so.
"Hey, hey, hey- man- don't. I want to talk to ya."
I say, no thanks, and try to shut the door again.
Desperately, a "Mike, no. Please."
"I'm not putting up with your shit, Worm," I tell him, rolling my eyes.
"Mike, man, please just-"
"I'm not going back out Lester." I see the defeated look on his face when I use his real name.
He looks at me like a man who's lost everything. Which is what he is, I guess.
"I came to say I'm sorry."
"Oh, give me a break-"
"No. Mike. I'm really, really sorry. I fucked up. Big time. I don't know how I could make it up to you or what I could do-"
"Stop being so fuckin' desperate for validation and go," I snap.
He looks at me with those eyes that say his heart has shattered. And despite that what happened to us, what happened to me, was completely his fault, I feel bad. For him. I touch his shoulder.
"Hey. Sorry."
He stutters, "N-No, no. I," the corner of his mouth goes upward on his face as he chuckles, "I'm sorry. Really, I can't tell you how bad I feel for ruining it all. I- I wish I could do something to make up for it. Hell, I just shouldn't've done it. I shouldn't've joined in when you had it all under your control, it was stupid of me." He's not looking at me and he's laughing nervously, making it clear he's being genuine. I know him well enough that I know he wouldn't fake this.
The thing is (and I haven't even really admitted this to myself yet), I may have just a little crush on Worm, despite that I sometimes may say some low-key, slightly homophobic stuff to him to keep up the tough straight guy facade. He's my longtime buddy, my friend, and he's kind of an asshole, but he's got a good heart and I just feel this kind of way about him. I get this feeling when I'm around him or when I talk to him. I don't know. And since Jo left me, I've been able to ponder my feelings more and think about how I feel for Worm more, really think about it.
Worm, the whole time while talking to me, has been barely looking me in the eyes. His face looks dark and flushed in the dim light of my house.
I don't tell him I forgive him yet because to be honest I don't know if I do.
"Come in," I say to him, motioning with my finger. I close the door behind him.
He brushes his hand against mine.
Dear lord.
Even in the dim light I can see his face is red. He looks down when I look at him.
I think for a second, what if that's because of me?
I shake the thought from my head. No, can't be. Stop dreaming.
"Everything ok?" I ask and he quickly looks back up at me.
"Uh, considering," he shortly replies. I try to continue a conversation, but he's acting sort of... shy. He's not like this at all. He's never like this. He's not shy.
I put my hand on the crook of his neck and rub it. He doesn't say anything and his eyelids flutter as he looks down, away from my face, perhaps to my chest. I put my other hand on his shoulder and bring myself closer to him, then pull him into a hug. He rubs my back with his one hand while the other one rests on the side of my waist. I keep him in the hug for an extended period of time. God knows we both need it, considering.
I let go of him.
Worm looks at me with those eyes. Those eyes that tell me he has secrets he wants to let go of so bad. "Mike..."
I grab Worm's wrist and his breathing stifles slightly as I look him in the eyes.
Worm, do you like me? I ask.
Our lips are so close to each other. I could just...
He blinks at me. A "W-What?" comes out as barely a whisper.
I turn my face to face his ear.
"Do you like me, Worm?" I whisper into his ear. Our chests are touching. My arms are around his waist. We're as close as we can get.
I don't think he's breathing.
I look back at his face and his eyes unfix off the wall behind us and look into mine, his mouth agape. Little does he know I'm breathing shallowly too. I feel like I'm sweating too. My heart's beating like it's gonna fly out of my chest too.
All that can come out of his mouth is attempted starts of words.
I snap him out of it. "Hey."
He blinks and looks like he's not in a trance anymore. "Oh- uh- yeah."
Wait, yeah to my question?
"Yeah?"
he hesitates, "Uh-"
God, I've never seen him like this.
I just want to stop this because it's so awkward and this is going on for way longer than it should.
I hold his face in my one hand and hold his back with my other.
He's low-key trembling.
His face is so HOT. I can feel the warmth in his cheeks from here, for Christ's sake.
Nothing to lose. Especially time.
I bring my lips to his. I'm kissing him. Right now. Right now I'm kissing him.
I can tell Worm breathes some life back into himself because instead of being frozen within a few seconds he's holding my head, his hands in my hair and he's kissing me back. I feel alive. I kiss him hard and passionately and he follows up with it, increasing the pace as well. God. Fucking hot. I kiss him back, trying to match his pace variations. He kisses me back and I kiss him back and I'm fucking making out with him and all of a sudden he's so not shy anymore and he's touching me all over.
I'm hard.
Fuck I'm so hard. Fuck. My groin and lower stomach feel fucking hot. I can feel my boner developing in the crotch of my pants. I pull my head away and break our kiss. Worm rests his face in the crook of my neck and kisses it a little, his hands on my hips. He intensely looks at me, or more like into me.
"I wanna suck your dick."
Oooohhhh fuckkkk.
My face goes totally red (if it wasn't before) and I nod at him.
He doesn't break eye contact as he lowers himself onto his knees in front of me.
Oh fuck this is happening.
Oh fuck.
I take my shirt off and look at him again, sitting pretty right there, us both knowing what's about to happen. He takes off his shirt too. He could unbutton it, only a few buttons since it's unbuttoned halfway down, the way he likes to wear these kind of shirts, but he straight up pulls it over his neck.
His body looks nice. I'm focused on his bare arms and then on his hands and the crotch of my jeans as he begins to undo them. You can definitely see my boner through my pants. Worm doesn't even take my pants or underwear off, he just undoes my jeans and pulls my erection out of my underwear and takes it into his mouth. His mouth and tongue are wet and warm on my hard cock. Oh my fuck.
I think about how I genuinely can't believe this is actually happening and how this is crazy that this is happening in real life. I never would've expected this to occur anytime soon or ever.
Worm bobs his head up and down on my cock, jerking it with his hand at the base as well. He runs his tongue along the head and spits on my dick to make it wetter, then jerks me off with his hand, his mouth still on the top and his tongue focusing on the tip. He's sucking the top of my dick and jerking it off at the base, occasionally massaging my balls. I am in absolute bliss and heaven. I don't know if it's just my feelings, but from what I recall I don't think my cock has ever felt this good. I'm moaning, oh my god yes, yes, yes, and when he starts sucking my balls my mouth lets out another long moan and starts moaning, yesyesyesyesyes, suck my balls,
yes. My head's facing up but I can't even see because my eyes are totally closed. I open them and look back down to see Worm at my hard cock, as one would expect, but it just feels so real and I'm still trying to comprehend how this is real. He looks so good sucking my cock. He looks so fucking pretty with my rock hard cock in his mouth. He sounds so fucking good when he deepthroats it and chokes on it just for me. When he deepthroats it I throw my head and shoulders back again in ecstasy and let out a long, loud, huge moan. OOOOOOOOOHHHHH, yesssss, aaaahhhhhh, I let out. I have my hands in his hair and I buck my hips into his throat and he chokes on my dick more and it sounds so fucking hot. Jesus christ. I was pretty aware of the little crush that I was developing on Worm, my feelings for him, but I've never really realized how fucking hot he is. Maybe I'm just thinking that because I'm rock hard and he's at my lap sucking my dick right now, but I still think it's true.
If he continues much longer I'm gonna cum but I don't want to. I want to fuck him.
I say, stop, I wanna fuck you. He takes his mouth off my dick.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
Alright then, he says, standing up, and begins to undo his jeans. I grab his wrists and pull them away to stop him and I turn him around and lay him on the couch. I let him continue to undo his pants. He takes just his jeans off so that I could touch him through his underwear. He's definitely hard as fuck. I hover my hand over his erection to tease him. He makes that face he makes when he's annoyed with me and says, god, fuck you, blow me, and he takes his underwear off and pushes my head down so that I take the hint. I definitely do. Now the thing is (seemingly unlike Worm although I won't assume anything), I've never blown someone before. But as I take him into my mouth I try to emulate what feels good on my dick and copy the movements he was just making blowing me. Evidently it's working pretty well because his head is back and his eyes are closed and he's letting out jerky moans with his hands in my hair. Between some god, Mikey's and fuck yes's, he pauses to look down at me and when he does he runs his thumb over my cheekbone, then slides his hand over to the nape of my neck to push my head down on his cock more. When he does he lets out another moan along with another "fuck."
I blow him a little longer before he takes my head off his cock and goes, "Fuck- you're not here to blow me, Fuck me." I get slightly baffled at what exactly to do or how to start. I've never fucked a guy before or ever fucked someone in the ass. Standing up, him laying below me, I ask him, what exactly do I do to start that?
Worm rolls his eyes harder than I've ever seen him roll his eyes in my life- in all the years I've known him and been his best friend.
"God, Mike, I can't fucking handle you sometimes-"
"Sorry- I just-"
"Just fucking wet my ass and fuck me, you idiot. God Mike, I- I just don't even know what to say to you- OHH," his face turns back up to face the ceiling as I stick ny tongue in his ass. I don't exactly know if this is a very good way to do this but, well, shrug. I'm impatient and I bet he is times like, a thousand so for good measure I spit in my fingers and slather it on his ass in attempt to lube it up. Worm mutters a "yes" and something like to the effect of, do it, put it in, fuck me.
I rest the end of my dick right at his entrance but before I go in I take in the sight before me. He's hot and red and flushed beneath me, twitching, breathing inconsistently and, to be totally fucking honest, looking slutty. I realize he looks beautiful and HOT. He lets out a whine and I get on with it so he doesn't get annoyed I'm teasing him. I spit on the area again, grab his skinny hips with both of my hands and push into him, my dick going straight in. He lets out a long, low exhale. His body is warm and tight around my dick. Worm's face when I look at it just looks like he's in a very good place. Considering he probably won't go to heaven, probably purgatory. I breathe and completely pull out of him before I enter again. Worm lets out a moan and tells me to go harder so I do. I pull out again but this time slam into him. He moans loudly and affirmatively, telling me, yes, and asking for more. I pull out and slam into him hard again. He throws his head back and tells me, yes, faster, please. So I continue pumping in and out of him but I go as fast as he wants me to. I slowly increase my speed until he says, fuck, yes, just like that. I keep that pace and continue fucking him hard. He's touching himself and moaning loud and panting and twitching and squirming around under me. His pumps jerking himself off are matching the pace of mine. I take his hand off his own cock and I spit in my hand before wrapping it around the head and jerking the top half. Worm lets out a breathy moan and starts bucking his hips up into my hand, panting and gasping as I continue to fuck him. I slightly change my hip position so I'm a bit more on top of him, facing down. When I pump into him he lets out a whiny moan along with a loud, also whiny "yesss, right there ohmygod." So every time I slam into him I make sure to hit that exact spot as hard as I can while continuing to touch him and jerk him off. I feel so fucking hot. My body feels like it's about to implode like a computer overheating. I'm pretty sure my face is totally flushed as can be while watching my (hot, as we've established) best friend getting fucked by me on the couch and squirming and moaning for me. I reposition him and myself so that I can just buck my hips down to slam into him. I'm fucking him so hard now and he's moaning for me so loud and I'm touching his cock and his balls and he's letting out little pants and gasps of air. He looks at me with such an expression that I can't even read. Maybe it's something like "god, I feel so good and you're fucking me so good right now." That'd probably make a lot of sense considering the situation.
Worm says he's getting real close to cumming and that he wants me to cum soon, which is good timing because I was secretly thinking about when I'll be able to cum because I thought, god he feels so fucking good I want to cum in him. I breathlessly tell him, I'm gonna cum in you. God Wormy, I'm gonna cum in your ass. He says, do it, make me cum hard and cum in me. I fuck him for a little bit, really fast to reach my orgasm until it comes and I cum inside of him. I continue pushing in and out of him for a bit to ride out my orgasm which was probably one of the best or the best I've ever had. I'm pretty sure my cum came out into him in a fast stream. I then continue to jerk him off as he says, oh god, I'm so close fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes, and my hand is pumping his cock so fast and he cums. He cums a lot, probably empties out his balls entirely for the next 2 weeks. I pull out of him and see my cum inside of him. He sits up, repositions himself on the couch and lies down. He touches my thigh. I lean down and kiss him on the lips and his cheek. He smiles.
It's a bit later and we're both on my bed laying with each other. I mention to him our exchange at the Taj and how I had hoped he was gay and how I had fantasized about him.
He says, can I tell you something?
I say, okay.
"Right after that, as I was going, I didn't go to the strip club."
Silence. He chuckles.
"You wanna know what?" He says, "I actually went to the bathroom," pause, "...and beat off to you. I pulled a quick one out to the thought of you. Fucking me." He smirks.
I make a remark about how even before tonight, I had this intuition, I guess from the way he acted or looked when around me, that he might've felt something for me but I denied it because I thought it wasn't plausible.
I have worries about what happened tonight. I have worries that if we become a thing and it doesn't work out we wouldn't be able to be friends again without it being awkward.
I don't voice this to Worm.
I genuinely do care about him a lot. I don't like getting in fights with him, although it's something that happens often with his temperament. But despite his low-key assholeishness and below bar tendencies, I know he has a good heart and he loves fun and being with people he cares about like me.
I remember the money. I would've gotten some Z's in but I can't now and we're on a tight timeline to get all the money we owe that fucker Grama. We go back out to play some cards.