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Adult ++
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6
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When you just can't say no anymore
When Zachary awoke it took him a few moments to remember where he was and why he felt so weird. He was warm and felt like he'd had the best sleep of his life. When he opened his eyes to get his bearings he noticed he was curled up almost as though he was glued to the man in the bed with him. Mike... he thought to himself as he pressed his head flat against the mans chest and listened to the slow steady heart beat beneath.
They must have been asleep for hours, because when he lifted his head gently, careful not to wake Mike, he saw that it was dark out and moonlight peeked through the curtain instead of the sunlight they had gone to sleep with. Zach felt so much better than he had when he'd gone to bed he almost would have believed that they'd been asleep for days. His head hardly hurt and his body no long felt like it had been run over by a cement truck.
His head felt a little doopy from the sleep and his eyes felt puffy, which he guessed was from the crying he'd done... god had he really lost it like that and spent the better part of what felt like an hour sobbing against the chest of a man he hardly knew...? Yup... was the embarrassing answer that kept running around his brain. And yet some how he really didn't care that much. Because despite the obvious embarrassment, Zach felt like a weight had been lifted off him. And the only reason he could think of, the only difference between now and earlier was Mike and what had happened between them.
Zach lay down his head again against Mikes chest and closed his eyes. He didn't need any more sleep but he was so comfortable lying in Mike's arms and he didn't want to wake the man up before he was ready. So he lay still, the hand that was wrapped round Mike's waist slowly and gentle rubbed little circles on Michael's back with his thumb. The shirt the man was wearing had been worked up a little during sleep and Zach couldn't help but enjoy the warm tingling he got from his skin traveling along Michaels skin...
Mike slept like rock, literally. Until he felt a hand on his back the man could have been mistaken for dead. In the same exact place he had been when he was awake, well almost... his arm was all but 5 inches from its original resting place. His eye's still very closed he smiled softly and sighed. Making a small moan. Zach was still there and that was amazing.
He was sure as soon as he woke up he'd have pushed Mike back on his own side. But he was awake and holding on like nothings changed. "Hi" he said in a calm voice. Opening his eyes and looking down with the same soft smile. Right now he was at a loss as to what to do, he knew what he wanted to do but with Zach he didn't know what was alright.
"Man what day is it." he said with a lazy laugh. Raising an eyebrow at the moonlit window. Zachs warm skin on his belly did things to him that he was be embarrassed to say aloud, and then the hand rubbing is back, god.. he had half a mind to just kiss him now and deal with the consequences later. Of course this nagging feeling that it was too soon for that kept him from making the move. Rather than kiss he smiled, not moving an inch only enjoying the moment. "How you feeling?"
"Better.." Zach said softly as he slowly opened his eyes. "You?" He asked as he looked up at Mike, his chin now resting on the mans chest at an angle. He gave him a somewhat embarrassed smile as he felt a blush spread over his cheeks. He hoped that in the dark room the other man wouldn't notice it.
"I... I just wanna say thanks, you know for earlier. Most people would have been long gone after a story like that" He said quietly, his voice was barely above a whisper.
Zach looked at Mike for a few moments. He wanted badly to reach out and kiss him, he knew that he could and Mike wouldn't pull away. How he knew he wasn't sure, he just knew. But right now he was still a little shaken and groggy from the sleep. And he wanted be completely awake and aware of what he wanted and what he was doing before he went down that road with Mike. But one thing he was sure about, one thing that he had decided not to fight any more. Was that he wanted this, wanted Mike, and not just for a week or a night. No he wanted him always...
So now all he had to do was go wake himself up and do it the right way. He rolled over slowly finally uncoiling himself from Michael and part of him wanted to whimper at the separation. But he needed to pee and he needed to shower and brush his teeth.
"Bathroom time!" He said with a smile as he pulled himself off the bed and headed for the john. He didn't shut the door this time, he didn't want to close Mike out. Hell, part of him was hoping that as soon as he turned on the shower, Mike would show up at his side and the two of them could spend some time just exploring each others bodies... He moaned a little at the thought of that as he flushed the toilet and began to brush his teeth. Now that the image of him and Michael together, naked and slick from the hot water in the shower had entered his mind he couldn't get rid of it. And worse than that it was making him harder than marble...
He finished brushing his teeth and started to undress, first his shirt and then to his relief, his jeans. His erection had started to become painfully hard under the confining material. He couldn't stop the moan that escaped his throat as his cock bounced free of his jeans and boxes as he kicked them off and to the side. He was well aware that the door was open. And that if Mike was looking he would get a full view of his naked ass. But that was what Zach hoped. He turned to the side, just out of sight of the main room, or at least he thought it was, and turned on the shower. He couldn't stop a hand from wrapping around his hard member as he waited for the water to warm up. He didn't jerk himself, but he needed to hold it, squeeze it to help release some of the tension.
Good lord, he thought to himself, how the hell did Mike make him so hard without even being in the same room as him. Zach couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so attracted to someone. If he ever had... He climbed into the now hot water and had to lean with one arm against the tiled wall as he stood under the water. His other hand began to move over his erect cock and he moaned again in pleasure. He had to take care of this, cause all the while the vivid images of him and Mike in the shower together were flooding his mind and nothing he could think of would push them away. His breathing increased and the soft moans that escaped his mouth came in a thick rush. He was sure with the door open in the quiet hotel room Mike would be able to hear him, and that only turned him on more as he continued to stroke himself slowly.
"Good I'm glad, and me.. never better." he said with a wink. It was no lie that right now things were loads better then they had been in a really long time. Not since his short lived relationship with Tod the German intern did he feel so blissful. "Don't worry about it, you helped me more than I ever could pay you back for. I owe some..." he chuckled. He owed this man his life...
But when Zach pulled himself away Mike fought the pout that he knew was already there. He felt his face droop into a frown because he just wanted to stay just like they'd been for hours. Of course he knew that at some point they would have to move, shower, eat, leave this hotel. "Alright, yeah." he said quickly, cleaning his throat and rolling over flat on his back. His arms spread way out, taking over the whole bed as he watched.
He couldn't stop himself. Zach went into the bathroom and left the door open! Oh sweet lord what was he doing!? Mike held his breath, it would be okay. He tore his eyes away, glancing around the dark room but they always just ended up back at that lit room. Where he could now see... Zach's perfect, so soft and smooth looking bare ass. Was this not the most wonderful ass in the world? At this point he was willing to say it was.
Mike felt so so wrong for looking. He looked away, sort of. But out of the corner of his eye there it was, in all it's glory. "Shit shit shit!" he mouthed. Knowing that this would happen. A large, throbbing boner. Not one that would just up an go away with the thought of something else. He whimpered and raised his leg, hoping to hide it. Mike wanted Zach so bad, and if he weren't so worked up at the moment he would have sworn the open door was a way of letting him know he was wanted too.
"God, give me the strength to do the right thing, and I'm so damned confused right now, what the hell do I do!" he prayed with a hiss, a panic. Zach came in to full view, and then climbed into the shower. Where he couldn't see anymore. Mike groaned and reached to take two really big handfuls of hair. One hand slid down his heaving chest, across his exposed stomach and rubbed over the hard, pulsing member. Not yet gripping it. "Oh fuck.." he breaths.
Stopping dead, freezing completely. He'd head it, a moan. Or had he? God why wasn't he paying attention. He lay still, wanting to make sure he wasn't just imagining that wonderful sound and then there is was again! "Thank you!" he looked up and mouthed. Door open, moaning, there was no more a sign than that he figured. Shakily he jumped out of the bed, tripping over some pile of something. He wasn't sure, he didn't take the time to stop and look at it. With the grace of a swan he recovered his balance and tiptoed to the bathroom.
Stopping at the door and taking a deep breath. Tempted to run back to the bed until he heard the sound of water splashing in only a manner that meant repeated movement was occurring. Just the thought of what that man was doing made Mike weak in the knees. Not to mention he felt like he could explode right there.. "Zach..." he whispered. Should he just go in, naked and hard as a rock. "Can I..?" he asked. Fuck he was so lame. One hot guy in a shower and he lost his mine...
Zach's hand moved over his hard flesh with just the right amount of pressure. He was so lost in the pleasure that he was fairly sure a bomb could go off in the next room and he wouldn't stop to notice. His breath was hard and rapid as the speed of his hand increased as he jerked himself off. The hot water and the wonderful images running through his head.
Mike was on his knees in front of him and he had Zach deep in his mouth, sucking, linking... "Oh fuck" He moaned out as the fantasy made his cock jerk in his hand. The thought that Mike was just meters away from him on the bed was also driving him mad, he wanted to get out of the shower and throw himself at Mike. But he figured that running dripping wet, rock hard cock leading the way, out into the main room would be a little overly forward.
So instead he continued to pleasure himself as the fantasy continued.... Now he was facing the wall and Mike was slowly gliding his hard cock deep into his ass, god it filled him so nice, it was just the right size and it felt so good....
Zach moaned even more loudly at this image and he knew he wouldn't last much longer at this rate. It felt so good and it was just a damn fantasy... he could hardly even imagine what the real thing would be like. What it would feel like to really have Mike inside him, fucking him. And oh god the desire to find out was almost to much for him...
And then he heard it, or at least he thought he had heard it... maybe it was just part of his imagination. It had done a damn good job at being realistic so far. But... no this had been real, he was sure it had, Mike had said his name... he had asked if he could come in. OH GOD Zach thought as his desire exploded inside him. He wanted to scream for Mike to hurry up, beg him to get in the shower and fuck him. But he decided that would just be to completely undignified.
So instead he stopped his hand that was moving over his dick and tried to get some semblance of control over his breathing and heart rate before he turned his head toward the bathroom door and reached out to pull back the shower curtain. He could see Mike's head peering around the door at him and he grinned...
"What took you so long?" He asked playfully. He left it at that and knew it would be more than enough of an invitation. He watched Mike with unconcealed desire burning in his eyes as he waited for the man to step fully into view and into the shower. He was so hard just at the thought and the sight of his head that it was becoming painful again now that he wasn't taking care of it himself. "Hurry up would you..." He added with a wicked grin. He needed this man and he needed him now...
For a moment Mike thought that maybe he was dreaming, hallucinating, tripping.. you get the idea. Because this was so unreal, so perfect. Like one of those dreams you know is a dream but wish was real. Well this was one of those moments, except he knew he was awake. His lips slid across his lips, wet and moistened they curled up into a sly smile. Walking through the frame of the door he stopped just in front of Zach. Him standing barefoot on the cold tile floor, the other man in the hot steamy shower. Both having the same intentions in mind.
Mike inched himself into the small room, growing slowly closer to Zach. He looked at the man with burning eyes. They were small windows into Michael, you could always tell how he felt, what he wanted and what he didn't just by his eyes. Right now he felt the fires of desire trickling throughout him. His manhood blazed and ached to be touch, groped and had.
The guy transformed from a quiet well behaved med student into this fearless sexual creature, needing and wanting to please and be pleased. Touch and be touch, fuck and be fucked. His chest heaved, taking large concentrated breaths through his nose. All the while he never took his eyes of Zach, loosing sight of him only while he stripped himself of his shirt. "I'll make it up to you." it growled from beep inside him.
Slowly he slid the boxers down. As the fabric passed over and released his throbbing, fully erect penis, the fleshy and veiny member stood at salute. Just about pressing hard against his stomach. He took hold of it. Rubbing the soft head between his finger and thumb, again he licked his lips, leaving them shiny and wet. The sensation was so intense it took his breath. If he wasn't careful he could very easily get over excited and loose it right then.
Watching Zach, still where he stood on the cold floor, his eyes traveling down to get a look at the man. Okay, it was about damn time he get a little more hands on, he decided. He let go of himself and pulled the plastic barrier aside and stepped in. Sliding it shut behind him. So close. Their skin barely touched, but it was enough to make this man crazy. "Damn." he mouthed, looking at every gorgeous inch. He took Zach around the waist and pulled him close. Both hands reached the raise of his ass which he gripped hard, shoving their hips together roughly. Then with confidence he kissed him. Deep, passionate and smooth at first, his tongue dancing around his partners. Hungry for him.
Zach's breathing came in fast hitched gasps for a moment as he turned his body under the water so he could watch Mike as he entered the bathroom. It had been god... months since Zach had had sex and years since he'd been with someone who could make his heart beat like just the sight of Mike was doing right now. He could feel his heart beating against his rib cage and he was surprised it wasn't snapping the bones it was pounding his so hard. It was nothing to the throbbing in his groin though, he could feel the blood rushing to his cock from every other inch of his body and he couldn't hold in the little whimpering gasp that escaped his throat as his eyes traveled down Mike's naked chest.
His eyes froze on the hem of his boxers and the hand that he wasn't using to keep himself upright but gluing it to the grungy yellowing shower tiles, found its way around his cock of its own accord again. It gripped it tight and just held it but the contact elicited another soft strangled moan. His eyes still on Mike's boxers. His breathing all together stopped as he watched Zach hook his thumbs under the flimsy material and tug them down until his cock jumped free and Zach really did whimper at the sight of it. It was thick and hard and a little longer than his own. Who had always been quite proud of his size. The moment he saw it he knew he wanted it in all the worst ways.
"Oh god" He gasped out as he finally, and after what felt like a considerable amount of time, tore his eyes off Mike's very impressive manhood and returned his gaze to the others beautiful brown eyes. And if there had been any doubt that Zach wanted this it was gone in that moment. The look of desire Mike was giving him made him so hot it almost hurt.... almost
Suddenly the water from the shower felt like it was too hot, that it was burning him from the inside out and he was about to turn to put more cold on when he paused... from the inside out? That didn't sound right, water doesn't burn from the inside out... but passion does. Oh god he realized as he continued to star intensely at Mike. The fire consuming him had nothing to do with the water and he realized all too suddenly just how very far gone he was for this man. He had never desired someone as much as he wanted ... no.. needed Michael right now. He wanted to fuck him... and he wanted to be fucked by him. Damn... he just wanted to do all the nasty fucking things he's been fantasizing about not ten minutes ago. Wanted to push Mike down on the small dirty floor of the bathroom and stuff his cock down his throat till he heard him gag on it... wanted to fuck his mouth until he came deep inside his throat. Wanted Mike to do the same to him, wanted to be man handled and fucked till he screamed not sure if it was pleasure or pain making him scream but knowing he loved it all...
He moaned at these thoughts and images and it was lucky that Mike chose this moment to step into the shower and kiss him. Or Zach wouldn't have been able to control himself much longer. As he felt Mikes warmth against his already burning skin it was almost to much... almost. And he let go of his cock and wrapped an arm around Mike's waist pulling him into him, their hips pressing together so hard that it was like fused steal. Oh crap he thought, he had to get a hold of himself or he'd end up cumming before Mike had even touched me.
And the kiss.. oh god the kiss... Zach just sort of melted into it, his other arm wrapping around Michael's neck, his fingers playing with his hair. Fuck it felt incredible. Zach opened his lips for Mike and let his tongue into his warm waiting mouth. The taste of him all but blow him away and he deepened the kiss, it was hard and needy. He was all but devouring Mike's mouth with his, his tongue fighting and searching and loving every inch of the others mouth. His teeth biting hungrily at Mike's bottom lip as a groan escapes his mouth. A deep growling moan from deep in his body. His cock was pressed against Mike's thigh and he couldn't stop his hips from rutting against him desperately needing to feel the friction of skin on skin. His fingers gripping into Mike so hard he was sure there would be Zach shaped finger bruises in the morning. And that thought just turned him on more. The thought of Mike wearing his marks around for the next few weeks doing something to his stomach that he couldn't even describe
"Mike..." He gasped out into the others mouth not even wanting to break it to come up for breath..
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To be continued...
Authors Note: Let the Smut begin lol hope you all enjoyed this chapter? xoxo
They must have been asleep for hours, because when he lifted his head gently, careful not to wake Mike, he saw that it was dark out and moonlight peeked through the curtain instead of the sunlight they had gone to sleep with. Zach felt so much better than he had when he'd gone to bed he almost would have believed that they'd been asleep for days. His head hardly hurt and his body no long felt like it had been run over by a cement truck.
His head felt a little doopy from the sleep and his eyes felt puffy, which he guessed was from the crying he'd done... god had he really lost it like that and spent the better part of what felt like an hour sobbing against the chest of a man he hardly knew...? Yup... was the embarrassing answer that kept running around his brain. And yet some how he really didn't care that much. Because despite the obvious embarrassment, Zach felt like a weight had been lifted off him. And the only reason he could think of, the only difference between now and earlier was Mike and what had happened between them.
Zach lay down his head again against Mikes chest and closed his eyes. He didn't need any more sleep but he was so comfortable lying in Mike's arms and he didn't want to wake the man up before he was ready. So he lay still, the hand that was wrapped round Mike's waist slowly and gentle rubbed little circles on Michael's back with his thumb. The shirt the man was wearing had been worked up a little during sleep and Zach couldn't help but enjoy the warm tingling he got from his skin traveling along Michaels skin...
Mike slept like rock, literally. Until he felt a hand on his back the man could have been mistaken for dead. In the same exact place he had been when he was awake, well almost... his arm was all but 5 inches from its original resting place. His eye's still very closed he smiled softly and sighed. Making a small moan. Zach was still there and that was amazing.
He was sure as soon as he woke up he'd have pushed Mike back on his own side. But he was awake and holding on like nothings changed. "Hi" he said in a calm voice. Opening his eyes and looking down with the same soft smile. Right now he was at a loss as to what to do, he knew what he wanted to do but with Zach he didn't know what was alright.
"Man what day is it." he said with a lazy laugh. Raising an eyebrow at the moonlit window. Zachs warm skin on his belly did things to him that he was be embarrassed to say aloud, and then the hand rubbing is back, god.. he had half a mind to just kiss him now and deal with the consequences later. Of course this nagging feeling that it was too soon for that kept him from making the move. Rather than kiss he smiled, not moving an inch only enjoying the moment. "How you feeling?"
"Better.." Zach said softly as he slowly opened his eyes. "You?" He asked as he looked up at Mike, his chin now resting on the mans chest at an angle. He gave him a somewhat embarrassed smile as he felt a blush spread over his cheeks. He hoped that in the dark room the other man wouldn't notice it.
"I... I just wanna say thanks, you know for earlier. Most people would have been long gone after a story like that" He said quietly, his voice was barely above a whisper.
Zach looked at Mike for a few moments. He wanted badly to reach out and kiss him, he knew that he could and Mike wouldn't pull away. How he knew he wasn't sure, he just knew. But right now he was still a little shaken and groggy from the sleep. And he wanted be completely awake and aware of what he wanted and what he was doing before he went down that road with Mike. But one thing he was sure about, one thing that he had decided not to fight any more. Was that he wanted this, wanted Mike, and not just for a week or a night. No he wanted him always...
So now all he had to do was go wake himself up and do it the right way. He rolled over slowly finally uncoiling himself from Michael and part of him wanted to whimper at the separation. But he needed to pee and he needed to shower and brush his teeth.
"Bathroom time!" He said with a smile as he pulled himself off the bed and headed for the john. He didn't shut the door this time, he didn't want to close Mike out. Hell, part of him was hoping that as soon as he turned on the shower, Mike would show up at his side and the two of them could spend some time just exploring each others bodies... He moaned a little at the thought of that as he flushed the toilet and began to brush his teeth. Now that the image of him and Michael together, naked and slick from the hot water in the shower had entered his mind he couldn't get rid of it. And worse than that it was making him harder than marble...
He finished brushing his teeth and started to undress, first his shirt and then to his relief, his jeans. His erection had started to become painfully hard under the confining material. He couldn't stop the moan that escaped his throat as his cock bounced free of his jeans and boxes as he kicked them off and to the side. He was well aware that the door was open. And that if Mike was looking he would get a full view of his naked ass. But that was what Zach hoped. He turned to the side, just out of sight of the main room, or at least he thought it was, and turned on the shower. He couldn't stop a hand from wrapping around his hard member as he waited for the water to warm up. He didn't jerk himself, but he needed to hold it, squeeze it to help release some of the tension.
Good lord, he thought to himself, how the hell did Mike make him so hard without even being in the same room as him. Zach couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so attracted to someone. If he ever had... He climbed into the now hot water and had to lean with one arm against the tiled wall as he stood under the water. His other hand began to move over his erect cock and he moaned again in pleasure. He had to take care of this, cause all the while the vivid images of him and Mike in the shower together were flooding his mind and nothing he could think of would push them away. His breathing increased and the soft moans that escaped his mouth came in a thick rush. He was sure with the door open in the quiet hotel room Mike would be able to hear him, and that only turned him on more as he continued to stroke himself slowly.
"Good I'm glad, and me.. never better." he said with a wink. It was no lie that right now things were loads better then they had been in a really long time. Not since his short lived relationship with Tod the German intern did he feel so blissful. "Don't worry about it, you helped me more than I ever could pay you back for. I owe some..." he chuckled. He owed this man his life...
But when Zach pulled himself away Mike fought the pout that he knew was already there. He felt his face droop into a frown because he just wanted to stay just like they'd been for hours. Of course he knew that at some point they would have to move, shower, eat, leave this hotel. "Alright, yeah." he said quickly, cleaning his throat and rolling over flat on his back. His arms spread way out, taking over the whole bed as he watched.
He couldn't stop himself. Zach went into the bathroom and left the door open! Oh sweet lord what was he doing!? Mike held his breath, it would be okay. He tore his eyes away, glancing around the dark room but they always just ended up back at that lit room. Where he could now see... Zach's perfect, so soft and smooth looking bare ass. Was this not the most wonderful ass in the world? At this point he was willing to say it was.
Mike felt so so wrong for looking. He looked away, sort of. But out of the corner of his eye there it was, in all it's glory. "Shit shit shit!" he mouthed. Knowing that this would happen. A large, throbbing boner. Not one that would just up an go away with the thought of something else. He whimpered and raised his leg, hoping to hide it. Mike wanted Zach so bad, and if he weren't so worked up at the moment he would have sworn the open door was a way of letting him know he was wanted too.
"God, give me the strength to do the right thing, and I'm so damned confused right now, what the hell do I do!" he prayed with a hiss, a panic. Zach came in to full view, and then climbed into the shower. Where he couldn't see anymore. Mike groaned and reached to take two really big handfuls of hair. One hand slid down his heaving chest, across his exposed stomach and rubbed over the hard, pulsing member. Not yet gripping it. "Oh fuck.." he breaths.
Stopping dead, freezing completely. He'd head it, a moan. Or had he? God why wasn't he paying attention. He lay still, wanting to make sure he wasn't just imagining that wonderful sound and then there is was again! "Thank you!" he looked up and mouthed. Door open, moaning, there was no more a sign than that he figured. Shakily he jumped out of the bed, tripping over some pile of something. He wasn't sure, he didn't take the time to stop and look at it. With the grace of a swan he recovered his balance and tiptoed to the bathroom.
Stopping at the door and taking a deep breath. Tempted to run back to the bed until he heard the sound of water splashing in only a manner that meant repeated movement was occurring. Just the thought of what that man was doing made Mike weak in the knees. Not to mention he felt like he could explode right there.. "Zach..." he whispered. Should he just go in, naked and hard as a rock. "Can I..?" he asked. Fuck he was so lame. One hot guy in a shower and he lost his mine...
Zach's hand moved over his hard flesh with just the right amount of pressure. He was so lost in the pleasure that he was fairly sure a bomb could go off in the next room and he wouldn't stop to notice. His breath was hard and rapid as the speed of his hand increased as he jerked himself off. The hot water and the wonderful images running through his head.
Mike was on his knees in front of him and he had Zach deep in his mouth, sucking, linking... "Oh fuck" He moaned out as the fantasy made his cock jerk in his hand. The thought that Mike was just meters away from him on the bed was also driving him mad, he wanted to get out of the shower and throw himself at Mike. But he figured that running dripping wet, rock hard cock leading the way, out into the main room would be a little overly forward.
So instead he continued to pleasure himself as the fantasy continued.... Now he was facing the wall and Mike was slowly gliding his hard cock deep into his ass, god it filled him so nice, it was just the right size and it felt so good....
Zach moaned even more loudly at this image and he knew he wouldn't last much longer at this rate. It felt so good and it was just a damn fantasy... he could hardly even imagine what the real thing would be like. What it would feel like to really have Mike inside him, fucking him. And oh god the desire to find out was almost to much for him...
And then he heard it, or at least he thought he had heard it... maybe it was just part of his imagination. It had done a damn good job at being realistic so far. But... no this had been real, he was sure it had, Mike had said his name... he had asked if he could come in. OH GOD Zach thought as his desire exploded inside him. He wanted to scream for Mike to hurry up, beg him to get in the shower and fuck him. But he decided that would just be to completely undignified.
So instead he stopped his hand that was moving over his dick and tried to get some semblance of control over his breathing and heart rate before he turned his head toward the bathroom door and reached out to pull back the shower curtain. He could see Mike's head peering around the door at him and he grinned...
"What took you so long?" He asked playfully. He left it at that and knew it would be more than enough of an invitation. He watched Mike with unconcealed desire burning in his eyes as he waited for the man to step fully into view and into the shower. He was so hard just at the thought and the sight of his head that it was becoming painful again now that he wasn't taking care of it himself. "Hurry up would you..." He added with a wicked grin. He needed this man and he needed him now...
For a moment Mike thought that maybe he was dreaming, hallucinating, tripping.. you get the idea. Because this was so unreal, so perfect. Like one of those dreams you know is a dream but wish was real. Well this was one of those moments, except he knew he was awake. His lips slid across his lips, wet and moistened they curled up into a sly smile. Walking through the frame of the door he stopped just in front of Zach. Him standing barefoot on the cold tile floor, the other man in the hot steamy shower. Both having the same intentions in mind.
Mike inched himself into the small room, growing slowly closer to Zach. He looked at the man with burning eyes. They were small windows into Michael, you could always tell how he felt, what he wanted and what he didn't just by his eyes. Right now he felt the fires of desire trickling throughout him. His manhood blazed and ached to be touch, groped and had.
The guy transformed from a quiet well behaved med student into this fearless sexual creature, needing and wanting to please and be pleased. Touch and be touch, fuck and be fucked. His chest heaved, taking large concentrated breaths through his nose. All the while he never took his eyes of Zach, loosing sight of him only while he stripped himself of his shirt. "I'll make it up to you." it growled from beep inside him.
Slowly he slid the boxers down. As the fabric passed over and released his throbbing, fully erect penis, the fleshy and veiny member stood at salute. Just about pressing hard against his stomach. He took hold of it. Rubbing the soft head between his finger and thumb, again he licked his lips, leaving them shiny and wet. The sensation was so intense it took his breath. If he wasn't careful he could very easily get over excited and loose it right then.
Watching Zach, still where he stood on the cold floor, his eyes traveling down to get a look at the man. Okay, it was about damn time he get a little more hands on, he decided. He let go of himself and pulled the plastic barrier aside and stepped in. Sliding it shut behind him. So close. Their skin barely touched, but it was enough to make this man crazy. "Damn." he mouthed, looking at every gorgeous inch. He took Zach around the waist and pulled him close. Both hands reached the raise of his ass which he gripped hard, shoving their hips together roughly. Then with confidence he kissed him. Deep, passionate and smooth at first, his tongue dancing around his partners. Hungry for him.
Zach's breathing came in fast hitched gasps for a moment as he turned his body under the water so he could watch Mike as he entered the bathroom. It had been god... months since Zach had had sex and years since he'd been with someone who could make his heart beat like just the sight of Mike was doing right now. He could feel his heart beating against his rib cage and he was surprised it wasn't snapping the bones it was pounding his so hard. It was nothing to the throbbing in his groin though, he could feel the blood rushing to his cock from every other inch of his body and he couldn't hold in the little whimpering gasp that escaped his throat as his eyes traveled down Mike's naked chest.
His eyes froze on the hem of his boxers and the hand that he wasn't using to keep himself upright but gluing it to the grungy yellowing shower tiles, found its way around his cock of its own accord again. It gripped it tight and just held it but the contact elicited another soft strangled moan. His eyes still on Mike's boxers. His breathing all together stopped as he watched Zach hook his thumbs under the flimsy material and tug them down until his cock jumped free and Zach really did whimper at the sight of it. It was thick and hard and a little longer than his own. Who had always been quite proud of his size. The moment he saw it he knew he wanted it in all the worst ways.
"Oh god" He gasped out as he finally, and after what felt like a considerable amount of time, tore his eyes off Mike's very impressive manhood and returned his gaze to the others beautiful brown eyes. And if there had been any doubt that Zach wanted this it was gone in that moment. The look of desire Mike was giving him made him so hot it almost hurt.... almost
Suddenly the water from the shower felt like it was too hot, that it was burning him from the inside out and he was about to turn to put more cold on when he paused... from the inside out? That didn't sound right, water doesn't burn from the inside out... but passion does. Oh god he realized as he continued to star intensely at Mike. The fire consuming him had nothing to do with the water and he realized all too suddenly just how very far gone he was for this man. He had never desired someone as much as he wanted ... no.. needed Michael right now. He wanted to fuck him... and he wanted to be fucked by him. Damn... he just wanted to do all the nasty fucking things he's been fantasizing about not ten minutes ago. Wanted to push Mike down on the small dirty floor of the bathroom and stuff his cock down his throat till he heard him gag on it... wanted to fuck his mouth until he came deep inside his throat. Wanted Mike to do the same to him, wanted to be man handled and fucked till he screamed not sure if it was pleasure or pain making him scream but knowing he loved it all...
He moaned at these thoughts and images and it was lucky that Mike chose this moment to step into the shower and kiss him. Or Zach wouldn't have been able to control himself much longer. As he felt Mikes warmth against his already burning skin it was almost to much... almost. And he let go of his cock and wrapped an arm around Mike's waist pulling him into him, their hips pressing together so hard that it was like fused steal. Oh crap he thought, he had to get a hold of himself or he'd end up cumming before Mike had even touched me.
And the kiss.. oh god the kiss... Zach just sort of melted into it, his other arm wrapping around Michael's neck, his fingers playing with his hair. Fuck it felt incredible. Zach opened his lips for Mike and let his tongue into his warm waiting mouth. The taste of him all but blow him away and he deepened the kiss, it was hard and needy. He was all but devouring Mike's mouth with his, his tongue fighting and searching and loving every inch of the others mouth. His teeth biting hungrily at Mike's bottom lip as a groan escapes his mouth. A deep growling moan from deep in his body. His cock was pressed against Mike's thigh and he couldn't stop his hips from rutting against him desperately needing to feel the friction of skin on skin. His fingers gripping into Mike so hard he was sure there would be Zach shaped finger bruises in the morning. And that thought just turned him on more. The thought of Mike wearing his marks around for the next few weeks doing something to his stomach that he couldn't even describe
"Mike..." He gasped out into the others mouth not even wanting to break it to come up for breath..
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To be continued...
Authors Note: Let the Smut begin lol hope you all enjoyed this chapter? xoxo