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— tuesday january 1 2019
michael and luke woke up in luke’s twin size bed in his childhood bedroom. michael and luke didn’t even stay awake long enough last night to see the ball drop. luke’s new years sparkly crown was discarded on the floor as were michael’s two thousand and nineteen sunglasses.
luke was cuddled into michael’s back, his arms around michael’s exposed waist. luke placed a soft kiss on michael’s shoulder blade once he knew he was awake. “good morning, babe.” luke’s voice was an octave lower. michael felt his heart thump harder in his chest.
“morning.” michael replied with his raspy voice. michael grabbed luke’s hand that was around his waist and brought it up to his lips to kiss. “sorry we missed the ball drop. your nieces and nephews have been wearing me out with all the playing.” michael chuckled.
“it’s okay. they were all drinking, anyway. not really something i want to be apart of.” luke said, intertwining his fingers with michael’s, who was still holding his hand. the boys laid together for a moment, enjoying the peace of the house.
“do you think everyone is gonna wake up late today?” michael asked, raising an eyebrow even though luke couldn’t see his face.
“probably,” luke spoke before kissing michael’s shoulders again. luke worked his way to the nape of michael’s neck. michael shivered in luke’s arms. “why? have something in mind?” luke’s voice was slow and seductive.
“oh, i have so many things in mind but none of them are appropriate childhood bedroom ideas.” michael smirked at the thought of getting intimate in luke’s room.
luke leaned up to kiss michael’s neck. michael’s eyes fluttered closed, feeling luke’s hips pressed into his ass. michael could feel luke getting hard against him.
“luke,” michael whispered but was cut off by luke.
“michael, i swear to christ if you tell me we can’t im going to lose it on you.” luke groaned against michael’s neck.
“we definitely can’t fuck in your childhood bedroom with your parents home. that’s just dirty.” michael explained.
“who said we had to have sex?” luke asked. luke was actually glad michael didn’t want to have sex yet. luke had never had sex with a guy before. luke didn’t know if he would be the one getting fucked or doing the fucking. luke didn’t really care as long as it involved michael.
“good boy.” michael teased, luke’s cock twitched on michael’s ass. michael chuckled into luke’s hand that was near his face. “no way.” michael whispered.
michael let go of luke’s hand and sat up in bed. michael twisted himself so he was now facing luke. “you,” michael raised his eye brows at luke. “have a praise kink. don’t you, hemmings?”
luke felt his cheeks blush. luke looked away from michael’s gaze. “that makes so much sense, pretty boy.” michael said, grabbing luke’s chin to make luke focus on him. michael leaned foward to kiss luke.
luke didn’t care that they hadn’t brushed their teeth yet. luke let michael kiss him. michaels dick as growing in his own pajama pants now as he kissed luke.
michael kept control of the pace of the make out. michael lead the way. when michael would dart his tongue across luke’s lips, luke would follow up with the same motion.
luke dropped his hand own into the waist band of michael’s boxers, feeling how hard michael already was. michael groaned into luke’s mouth at the contact. luke loved making michael feel good. luke lazily stroked michael’s cock. earning soft moans from michael as he started to lose the rhythm of their kissing.
michael dropped his head down to place open mouth kisses on luke’s throat. michael slipped his hands into the front of luke’s boxers. luke bucked up into michael’s hand. luke let out a whine as michael’s thumb slid against his tip.
michael kept kissing luke’s throat as he pumped on his dick, earning some precum from luke. michael spread his thumb over the wetness, running it down luke’s shaft.
luke was already a mess. luke took his hand out of michael’s boxers. “why don’t we take our pants off?” luke asked while michael was trailing kisses down his throat. stopping at the collar of luke’s shirt.
michael pulled back from luke’s throat.“why don’t your take your shirt off too, since we’re just getting naked.”
“it’s not my fault you already sleep half naked. driving my crazy with your fucking nipple piercing being out all the time.” luke rolled his eyes and rolled off the bed since he was the closest to the edges.
luke shrugged his shirt off over his head and discarded it on the floor. luke glanced over at the door. “just in case.” luke whispered, crossing over to lock it.
michael smirked at luke staring at him from the door while he stood up to take off his pants and boxers. luke was staring at fully naked michael clifford in his childhood bedroom. this would be a horny, teenage luke’s dream. hell, it was horny, college lukes dream.
michael watched as luke’s eyes darkened with lust. michael felt his cheeks flush, the blush spreading down his neck and chest now. “well, cmon now i feel self conscious.” michael said, shifting his weight around on his sock clad feet.
luke tucked his fingers into his waist band and pulled his pants and boxers off. luke stepped out of them crossing over to where michael stood. “i’m sorry. you’re just so hot.” luke chuckled against michael’s lips.
michael locked their lips together again, taking over their kissing. michael whimpered when his cock brushed against luke’s thigh. luke’s dick twitched against michaels thigh, leaving a little precum there.
luke walked michael back to his bed. michael sat on the edge and pulled luke into his lap. their dicks we’re pressed up against each other now. luke was kissing michael hungrily.
luke reached down to grip both of their cocks together in his long fingers. michael gasped at the sensation. michael pulled back to look at luke’s face. luke was looking down at their dicks.
luke starting stroking them together. both boys moaned at the feeling. michaels lips parted and he tilted his head back. luke kept focused on the sight of his and michaels cocks pressed together, leaking pre cum onto each other.
luke’s face twisted up, a groan escaping his lips. luke glanced up to see michael’s face. michael’s beautiful lips were parted and whimpers were escaping them. one of luke’s favorite things.
michael opened his eyes. “oh fuck.” michael moaned as he rolled his hips under luke. “fuck, baby that feels so good.” michael reassured luke with a whimper.
luke nodded his head, unable to form words. luke leaned forward to rest his forehead against michaels. the boys moaned and whimpered into each others mouths for a while while luke was stroking the both of them in time.
“luke, baby, i’m close.” michael moaned against luke’s lips. michael wanted to kiss luke again, to taste him.
“just a second.” luke said willing himself to cum as close as possible to the same time as michael. luke leaned down to catch michaels lips again.
michael couldn’t help it, he rolled his hips under luke, needing release. michael was a whimpering mess underneath luke. that was just the edge luke needed.
michael gave up first, cumming in hot spurts onto his chest. luke followed after he felt some of michael’s cum hit his chin. luke shuttered into his release, most of it making it on his fist.
luke’s chest heaved. michael’s forehead was sweaty as luke was pressed up against it. luke was trying to even his breath. the pair stayed in their position for a moment, regaining their composure.
“fucking christ. you are too good at that.” michael finally breathed out, breaking the silence.
luke giggled at the compliment. lukes cheeks were still flushed red but michael could tell that the compliment had an effect on luke cause michael could feel luke’s dick pulse against his stomach.
“told you, you had a praise kink.” michael chuckled at luke. michael leaned forward to peck luke’s lips, feeling the sudden stickiness on his chest. “damn.” michael commented, using a finger to wipe his cum off his chest.
luke watched as michael collected his mess on his hand. luke glanced up into michael’s eyes, parting his lips. luke wanted a taste. michael’s eyes met luke with his lips parted. michael raised an eyebrow, looking at his cum on his thumb. luke nodded his head.
michael shrugged and brought his finger to luke’s mouth. luke licked what was dripping off of michael’s stubby thumb but popped it into his mouth for good measure, swirling his tongue around michael’s thumb. luke hummed as he sucked.
michael felt his body shiver. michael knew he liked sucking on luke’s fingers but he wasnt sure it was going to work the other way around. “okay, stop, pretty boy, i can’t cum again so soon. i need time to rest.” michael said as he removed his thumb from luke’s mouth, a string of saliva attached to it.
“you keep calling me pretty boy and you’re gonna have to learn how to keep up with me.” luke warned as he used a sheet to clean his hand off, his chin and any residual cum off of michael’s chest.