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“Will. Can you come out already.” Mike speaks behind the door, impatiently.
“Yes, wait a minute!” Will replies. He was fixing his hair in the mirror, taking his sweet time, since he was sort of nervous to actually present himself.
Will thought it would be a fun idea to buy lingerie and dress nicely for Mike. They’ve been dating for a year now and their intimate life wasn’t exactly boring, in fact it was pretty exciting, it seems there’s always new ways to pleasure one another. But the last four weeks have been hard, with the finals and all, they haven’t had the time to see each other often or go any further than second base. Therefore Will has been sexually frustrated and he assumes Mike does not feel any different.
“Come one, Will. It’s been a hard day and I’ve missed you. What even is this surprise?” Mike is practically whimpering now.
“Okay, don’t laugh at me. I’m actually kind of nervous.” Will says, still standing behind the door.
“Will, I would never laugh at you. Please come out.” Mike’s voice was sincere.
Will opens the bathroom door to Mike sitting right in front of him, on the edge of the bed. The lingerie he bought was a simple — a brown jockstrap and matching stockings with a lace top. His upper body was bare, topless. Simple but effective, Will thinks.
He walks a few steps forward, there’s still at least four feet in between them. Mike looks at him wide eyed, mouth wide open. Will felt his pulse spike up, maybe this was a bad idea, he has probably gone overboard and it was out of Mike’s comfort zone. He clasps his hands together at his stomach, fingers laced, one leg crossed over the other. He suddenly felt shy and exposed at Mike’s gaze.
“Say something.” Will barely whispers. Mike’s eyes shift towards his face, closing his mouth. He opens his mouth again to say something.
“Turn around.” Mike says, finally breaking the silence. Will smiles and does as he wishes, doing a small spin, stepping the last few feet forward, closing the distance between them.
“Do you like it?” Will asks, head tilted to the side, analyzing Mike’s face.
“Fuck, Will.” Mike replies, chest rising and falling deeply. His head lowering to look at his bottom half again. Will’s body heats up in response. “Don’t you have to get somewhere in like ten minutes?” Mike asks, trying to push away his erection with his hand. Will smiles widely now, shaking his head.
“I lied, you’re all mine for the rest of the day.” Will replies, brushing Mike’s curls out of his face. “Seems like you like that plan, huh?” he adds, biting his lip, looking down at Mike’s visible imprint in his jeans. He was already noticeably hard and it was making Will more greedy.
“You’re so fucking hot. Come here.” Mike croaks the last words and grabs Will’s face to collide their lips together in a hungry kiss. Will almost collapses onto Mike, stabilizing himself with both hands on the bed, next to Mike’s thighs. Will can’t help but laugh into Mike’s mouth, making them break their kiss.
“Not so fast, pretty boy, we have all the time in the world.” Will has called Mike ‘pretty boy’ once and it made Mike blush so intensely, it became his favorite pet name for him.
“Shut up and come here.” Mike replies, both hands smacking his lap, gesturing Will to sit.
Will and Mike have become a well-practiced team in terms of sexual intimacy, Will knew what Mike wanted without any words. So he does what he is told, knees bent, on each side of Mike’s hips, cradling him. He’s cupping his face and kissing him. They both moan softly at the collision of their dicks. Mike’s hands were roaming on Will’s waist and back frantically, like he didn’t know how to contain himself. Finally landing both hands on his bare ass cheeks, squeezing them. Will gasps in response. Their kiss; something messy and hungry, lips overlapping, tongues brushing in a haste.
Mike wraps his arms around Will’s midsection, holding him up and standing.
“Mike!” Will breathes out, breaking their kiss.
“Shh—“ Mike whispers, letting their lips meet again. Will wraps his legs around Mike’s back, letting him crawl into bed. He lies down, making Will sit on top of his stomach, legs on each side of Mike, at last breaking the kiss.
“These are so pretty.” Mike says, out of breath, staring and stroking Will’s legs. “God, you make me crazy.” His hands go up to his upper thigh and then his hip, he pulls him toward his face, leaving open mouth kisses on his inner thigh.
“Ah, Mike.” Will breathes out heavy, hands on his knees, tilting his head back in pleasure. Mike moans in satisfaction, leaving love and bite marks.
“That’s enough, you already left so many hickeys.” Will says laughing, no bite to it. Mike reciprocates, laughing and blushing, trying to hide his face.
“You are so cute.” Will says, not being able to resist.
“Will.” Mike says, biting his lower lip, breathing uneven.
“Mhm?”
Mike puts his arms under Will’s legs, pulling him even further to his face by his hips. Will gasps in astonishment.
“Please fuck my face like that.” he says in a low voice, holding intense eye contact. Will freezes, hands behind his back, palms on Mike’s stomach for support, eyes searching Mike’s.
“W—What? No— How are you going to breathe like that?” Wills voice was trembling. He wasn’t just nervous he was incredibly aroused. Seeing his dick so close to Mike’s face was already making it twitch in anticipation, but hearing him say those words, hearing them out of his gorgeous face, it tilted Will’s world on its axis.
“I don’t care. Please.” Mike is pleading. His puppy eyes are impossible to resist. If Will’s being honest it was already hard resisting Mike’s wishes, puppy eyes or not, especially when he actually wants it himself.
“You sure?” Will put two fingers on his mouth in shock
Mike is nodding enthusiastically, so Will pushes forwards, still somewhat hovering over Mike’s face in hesitation, his dick meeting Mike’s warm mouth regardless. He immediately response with wet open mouth kisses, making Will suck his breath in through his teeth.
Will curses under his breath in pleasure, involuntarily moving his hips upwards, making Mike moan in satisfaction. He felt the vibration of it on his dick, his whole body tingling in response.
He continues to move his hips softly to Mike’s mouth and nose, indulgence rising in him. He doesn’t tilt his head backward, the view is mesmerizing him, he doesn’t believe he could ever look away. His moans rising in volume, making Mike smile into his shaft, he could feel it. He slowly lifts his hips up, giving Mike his much needed air.
“You smell so good.” Mike says in a smile, eyes hooded, pleasure so tangible by his dilated pupils. Will thinks he might die right on the spot. His face was buried in between his legs a second ago, complimenting his scent as if it’s his favorite perfume. Mike’s hands were moving greedily, along his ass cheeks, hips and finally squeezing his inner thighs. Will bites on his lower lip in restraint, he wants to go faster and deeper, he wants to feel Mike’s saliva through the thin layer separating his mouth from his dick.
Mike’s hands reach up again, tugging at the straps of Will’s jockstrap. His eyes were wide and shiny from all the effort it took to be buried by Will’s weight. He is so beautiful it hurts Will to even look down, into his big brown eyes. Will nods, moving back the slightest bit, he understands what Mike is asking for.
Mike slides the front down, Will’s hard dick popping out in front of his face. Will doesn’t budge, he’s enchanted by the spectacle. Mike looks at Will’s dick, licking over his lips.
Will moves forward almost on autopilot, his tip meeting Mike’s bottom lip, his body shivering slightly at the skin to skin contact. Mike holds eye contact, licking the tip, collecting the pre cum. Will whines in response. He feels dizzy, like nothing else exists besides his throbbing dick on Mike’s wet, red lips.
He moves his hips forward the tiniest bit, making Mike open his mouth, receiving it. He sucks on his tip and Will moans loudly. It doesn’t seem enough for Mike, he pushes his head up to take it all in. He continues to slide his mouth in and out again, holding Will by his waist. The sounds coming from Will are beautifully obscene, he whimpers and moans, trembling on top of him.
“Mike, fuck. I’m going to come.” his whole body is heating up slowly. Mike stops his movement, plopping Will’s dick out with a loud pop. Will’s shaft was resting on Mike’s chin, his lower face area full with spit and pre cum.
“Will, I need you to fuck my face like you mean it. Harder.” he says out of breath, pulling Will to his face by the hips again, dick now resting on the side of his neck. Mike is looking at Will with expectation, like he wants him to take action now. Will hesitates, he wants to, he wants to so badly. He doesn’t know what’s holding him up, so he caves in. He takes his dick and places it on Mike’s lips, tapping on it a few times, driving Mike to open his mouth in a welcoming manner, tongue resting on his bottom lip. That’s all the self control Will had in his body, he slowly but firmly thrusts into Mike’s mouth. In and Out. Mike holds his head up slightly to make the motion easier.
The wet sounds he can hear and feel on his tip are driving him insane. He can see Mike tearing up. He’s stroking Will’s waist in an up and down motion, greedily tightening his grip with every thrust.
“Oh my god, fuck. Mike. I’m going to come all over you, we need to stop.” Will croaks in between his moans and breathy mentions of Mike’s name. Mike grips Will’s ass in response, making disapproving sounds, he’s not going to let go, so Will continues. Whimpering and whining, he hasn’t felt this much pleasure in weeks, it was world changing.
A few more thrusts and he comes with a big loud moan, dick still inside Mike’s mouth. Mike closes his lips around his shaft and swallows, sliding the rest out of his entrance. He was breathing heavily, chest rising and falling rapidly. As soon as Will could collect himself, he hovered over Mike’s chest, giving him enough space to breathe.
“Fuck, that was too much, wasn’t it?” Will asks horrified. Mike shakes his head, smiling lazily.
“No, baby, it was perfect.” he replies, nuzzling his head into Will’s leg, giving him quick pecks. Wills face blushes immensely. Mike looks so incredibly lovely, cheeks burned in crimson, eyes glassy, lips swollen and red. He takes a mental picture of this exact moment, he wants to draw him later. Mike his best friend, his lover, his muse.
Will lifts his right leg, pulling back to lie next to him, Mike’s gaze follows him with a satisfied smile on his face. Will looks down at Mike’s unbuttoned pants, he must’ve felt restricted by his erection.
“Let me help you.” Will says, putting his hands on Mike’s stomach, indicating to go further down.
“No, it’s okay. Just come here.” he replies, grabbing his face and pulling him into soft, deliberate kiss. He could feel Mike’s dissipation in the way he was kissing him, the sounds coming out of the back of his throat.
“Mike, please.” Now he was the one begging. He liked touching Mike as much as he liked being touched by him, he didn’t want to be denied of pampering him.
Mike was looking so intensely into his eyes, Will felt butterflies swirling around in his stomach. His eyes shifted to Will’s lip, biting the side of his lower lip, nodding gingerly.
“Okay.” he whispers and Will smiles in response. “Stay here with me though, I want to kiss you.”
“God, I love you so much.” Will replies smiling ear to ear.
His hands go further down, onto his happy trail and then under his pants. Mike gasps at the touch. He’s probably so hard, it pains him, Will felt a little guilty not thinking about him sooner.
“It’s not going to take long.” Mike says laughing softly. Will captures him in an open mouthed kiss, tongue brushing over his lips, signaling him to open his mouth and he does. Mike’s whimpering and whining by the slightest touch.
They’re kissing messy and breathy, heads tilting. Will takes Mike’s dick and rubs it in an up and down motion, making him moan into his mouth. There’s nothing he loves more than catching Mike’s moans in his mouth. He goes over Mike’s tip with his thumb, in response he whimpers and takes Will’s bottom lip in between his lips, biting lightly.
A few more strokes and neck kisses and Mike comes into Will’s hand, back arching at his pinnacle. He wipes his hand at the mattress. Bed sheets can be changed.
They snuggle into each other, Will’s head on Mike’s shoulder, one of his leg on Mike’s stomach.
“These things are still driving me crazy.” Mike says, toying with the lace top of Will’s stockings.
Will chuckles in response, giving Mike a kiss on the cheek.
“You’re a sucker for lingerie. Noted.” he replies and Mike giggles.
“I think I might just be a sucker for you.” he responds calmly. Will looks up into Mike’s eyes and kisses him softly.