Forever In My Heart - Micheal's Story

Who you working for?

We were sat at a table in our room, in some hotel somewhere. It was the night before the heist. I had decided to make the night special as I knew what I had to do. Music was playing in the background, and Trevor was half listening to it, half staring at me. He looked so handsome when he cleaned up. He had a suit on, which was unusual for him. I couldn't help myself – I stood up, grabbing his hand and pulled him close to me. I began to move to the music and Trevor matched me. I could smell the aftershave he had put on as I rested my head on his shoulder. I loved being able to do this. Outside this room, we were just two men who worked together. As far as we could tell, no one knew the truth. Yeah, Brad had guessed but we never told him if he was right or not. I think he had a thing for Trevor and didn't want me to get him, but I did. I smiled into his neck and trailed my hand down his back and into the waist band of his trousers. I pulled the back of his shirt out and looked at him.

"What you doing Mickey?"

He asked me.

I laughed saying,

"Oh you know – making sure you aint been doing a little work for the feds"

He looked offended and I hesitated.

"If that's the case then you better fucking check properly"

I realised that he was playing along and I spun him around and made out I was arresting him. I kicked the back of his legs and made him walk to the bed. Once he was close enough, I pushed him onto the bed, making sure to land on top of him. He let out a grunt but couldn't protest as he had landed face down. I knew he could feel how excited I already was but I wanted to play this out a little longer. That did not happen, somehow Trevor had managed to wriggle out from under me and then clamber on to me, pinning me down. He smirked at me as he looked me up and down hungrily. He let go of my right wrist and shrugged his jacket off, throwing it across the room once he was done. Why did I still blush when he got like this? It wasn't like it was our first time.

Trevor kept me pinned down as he began to open my shirt – at least it wasn't like last time. The asshole completely tore my shirt off and I had had to make some excuse up to Amanda which you could tell she did not believe.

He lowered himself down to my chest and began kissing it – working his way down. I closed my eyes, savouring the moment. After a few seconds I felt him release me and take me into his mouth, all of me. I gripped the bed and let out a moan, he lifted his head up to look at me – big mistake.

I sat up quickly and shoved him off me and onto the bed, ripping his shirt open. I was so wound up by now that I did everything on auto, from ripping his trousers off to teasing him. I watched as Trevor arched his body up to me, I could tell how much he wanted it, but I teased him even more. He moaned and arched his body more,

Begging me he said,

"Stop teasing me"

I smirked,

"Now who's desperate?"

He dropped down, panting. I loved it when he got like this, it made me want him more.

"Well it seems that you aint working for them, but I'm going to teach you a lesson anyway"

With that, I rammed into him, making him cry out. I no longer cared if anyone could hear us. I wanted Trevor and he wanted me. After a few moment's I slowed the pace, allowing him to feel every move I made. I picked the pace back up as I got closer and closer to breaking. All of a sudden Trevor cried out causing me to lose it – he also lost it.

I fell to the bed, gasping for breath. I pulled Trevor close to me and gave him a kiss. That night I slept like I had never slept before.