NO COMPARISON (NO MORE)

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"Kiss!" "Kiss!" "Kiss!" Our group of friends chanted at us. We are having a Christmas party which our office held in the local pub on December 23rd, just before the holidays began. "Silence!" Our sassy branch manager, Hilda (40) commanded. "Lucas, Are you not man enough to accept the dare?" and here I thought she's going to be the voice of reason in this messed up situation I get myself into. Thanks to the courtesy of our youngest friend & newest addition to our firm, Angie who seemed to miss her college time & excitement decided to spice-up the party with things like flip cup, Never Have I Ever and now Truth or Dare game. I was up for a dare anyway, until Alyssa dared us to kiss. The Ex really loves to see me being tortured. Everyone just laughed and just continuing their discouraging chant. "Kiss!" "Kiss!" "Kiss!" I just sighed in defeat then I hear my best bud, Michael whispers in my ear, "I guess you are afraid to find out that I am the better kisser." I groaned and glare at him, "Really? You too?" Michael (27) (or Mike to me) is my best friend for the two years we know each other. I have been working in this firm since I graduated for about 5 years now, then he was transferred here 2 years after. He is actually the reason I stayed. I was thinking to start a business before he came. Don't get me wrong; the environment is nice, the team is great, the payment is decent and the field of work is something I am very capable of. But I just want to make something, create something. First time I met him, I thought he was a stuck-up dude. Well, with that look and charm he carries, who wouldn't be? BUT! He's actually very cool, we share the same hobbies (video games; childish yea I know), sports (we both love tennis and regularly work-out together though he is always fitter than me), we love the same genres of music (mostly R&B/Soul, he introduced me to Mac Ayres!) and believe it or not we can cook, we often cook together too. He is like the older brother I never had. More than that actually. But even though he's only 1 month older, he still exudes maturer aura than me. Yeah, he teases me around and I prank him around constantly & annoy each other out. He really loves to jump scare me or asked me to hangout and only to find that we are actually watching horror movies. I really hate this. But in the short time of two years, despite the fun & laugh; he was there when I broke up with Alyssa or the passing of my dad and console me greatly even within 3 months of knowing him and I always there for his divorce process a few months ago. So naturally we became fast friend and as a joke by our Branch Manager, in the following year we befriended each other we were nominated as the best office couple, unofficially anyway; It is not like the management has a wall of achievement dedicated for that. I hope our friendship lasts forever, I never had a best friend like him. My train of thoughts is interrupted by Mike, "I am rather hurt you wont even kiss me," he said while pouting. I groaned again, "Not cute, Mike." "Jesus Lucas, just kiss already," Bob (30), another colleague of mine said then taking a gulp of his beer. Then I heard Angie (24) squealed, "Ooh the bartender gave me a mistletoe," then proceeded to to take a chair behind us and climbed it while holding the mistletoe above us, "Now kiss!" all seven of my colleagues / friends erupted in laughter. fine. Just to be done with it; I just leaned-in and kiss Mike and they just cheered as fast as I ended the kiss , "you guys are happy now?" I cant even look at Mike, this is too damn embarrassing! Angie's voice above me, "What was that? that's not even a kiss." "Here, here, I thought you are a man," Alyssa (28) says and I just give her a side eye. She and I used to date but things didn't work-out and she just decided to be the b***h in my office dynamic. Which is not exactly a bad thing most of the time, her snarky comments here & there always make the boring office life bearable if Michael wasn't here. As I said, most of the time! I know she has the hots for Mike which I have no problem at all though. She clearly hinted it a few times at him, the b***h thought I didn't know about it. At the time Mike was still married to Genevieve, so she cant make her move. Plus Mike told me, she's not his type. "Ma'am there should be a penalty for this breach of agreement," I hear Anton (26) teasingly report to Hilda which the others agreed. "WHAT!?" I screamed, "I did what you guys dared me to do." I turn my head to Michael for support but he just shrugged, he is already drunk probably. "Is Michael you grandma? that is a peck, Lucas, a peck!" Hilda then continue after pausing, "I agree with Anton, there's a penalty." Hilda then crosses her arms and smirked, "The kiss should be longer than 30 seconds, WITH TONGUES and you must do it while standing or you wont receive your new year bonus." I can hear everybody just cheered louder. "WHAAAAAAAAAAA!!? You guys are disgusting!" Then I see Michael stand up looking down on me, "Just to be done & get over it." he shrugged. "or are you afra.." before he could even finish his sentence I abruptly stand, "FINE! FINE!" and I turned my body facing him & closed my eyes. I can't look at him otherwise I will chickened out! I hear everybody cheered louder and I even peek my eyes to see some other visitors of the pub are also staring at our little gathering, amusement on their faces. "this is crazy!" I thought. I see on the side of my eye, Angie already lifted her arm to accommodate the Mistletoe as we are now standing, she is giddy with excitement, "ah my ship is sailing! my ship is sailing!" I just rolled my eyes. Since she LOVES to 'ship' us. Whatever that means. Then suddenly I feel that I was being pulled closer to him, Mike put his hand behind my neck and his other hand on my lower waist. I see Michael's blue eyes for a moment just as our face get closer and then I closed my eyes shut again. I feel his lips on mine. My instinct was to just close my lips & eyes tighter. Then I feel his tongue and licks on my closed lips as if trying to ask permission for me to open my mouth, I also feel his hand slither up from my waist to my back. I shivered and I feel my own resistances go down. I feel his body on mine. He just felt firm. Despite we are wearing shirts, I still feel the ridges and shape of his muscular body. I feel his well-trimmed stubble tickling and burning my smooth face at the same time. He grabbed a handful of my blonde hair, forcing our face to be closer and his other hands on my lower back forcing our body to be closer as well, closing the ever non-existent gaps between our bodies. I feel my tensed-face starting to get relaxed. His lips are definitely different than any girls I have ever kissed! It is soft but at the same time he has this force and firmness. I feel like he is going to swallow me down! And even if he eventually do, I wont be able to say no! Crazy! His tongue probing the insides of my mouth. This is crazy! I heard a muffled soft moan, "Is that me?" and without realizing my tensed hands are relaxed and I placed it on Mike's waist. Instinctively, my tongue started to play along, I return his passionate kiss. I have never been kissed like this, not this way and not to mention to receive it from a man, nonetheless my best friend. I hear his muffled sigh. I can hear his heartbeat or is it mine? or both of us? and I can taste Michael... really! I feel like I can taste him. Behind the taste of alcohol and chips he consumed. I taste Michael. I feel like we weren't close enough. I started to tighten my hold on his waist and I instinctively was about to grind against him but the seconds I instinctively grind, he abruptly stopped the kiss. When I finally open my eyes, as if in slow motion; I see his face moving away from mine. His shining blue eyes staring at mine intently. I find myself regretting on the decision why I closed my eyes all this time. Once our bodies were separated, there's like seconds of silence. Angie who was behind me suddenly shrieked like a banshee, "OH MY f*****g GOD!" Then the crowd cheered, I look around me & I see Bob & Anton just laughing their eyes out while clapping. Hilda just clapping and screaming , "woot! woot!" I see Alyssa blushing with a smile which she covered with her hand. I still hear Angie's "oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god." then I saw the bartender just lift-up his glass for me as if he was congratulating me. "MERRY CHRISTMAS FUCKERS!" suddenly I heard Mike screamed, his tanned face is so red, from alcohol most likely. "WHOOOOOO!" he screamed while thrusting his hips and after that just saunter his way away while running his hand through his black hair. I just feel disoriented and returned to sit, only to keep hearing Angie muttering "oh my gods". I take a long chug from my beer. "Good sport, champ." I heard Bob said laughing while going somewhere else while the others seem to just returned normally, like what happened was nothing. It was something! It's my first time kiss Mike, a man! As I take another gulp of my beer I saw Hilda is approaching me, "Now the show's over, I am afraid I have to leave you kids. It is late already and I actually need to be home before 10pm yet here I am one hour late, my daughter gonna kill me." "Thank you for the party, ma'am." I said lifting my beer to her. "Merry Christmas." "Merry Christmas to you too & it's my thanks, Lucas. If it weren't because of you, Michael and Angie, I won't be having as much fun and forgetting the time." then with a wink she says, "don't spend the night with Michael ," and left. Why would I spend the night with Michael! "oh my god oh my god," I heard Angie keep saying behind me. "How long are you going to say 'Oh my god', Angie?" I said, getting annoyed and turning my direction towards her. She is staring at her phone wide eyed with flushed face. I snatched her phone away to stop her chanting over and over, "What are you watching anyway?" "heeey!" she protested. When I see what was she watching, I was in disbelief, "why the f**k would you recor...." I see it. I & Michael were kissing. passionately, as if it was no one else in the pub. As if it was just the two of us. Well. The angle helps; I barely see anyone but us. His eyes were open the whole time while I was in his embrace, staring at me intently. I don't know what I am feeling at the moment. "delete it!" while giving back her phone and leave her & feeling very weird. I can't explain what I am feeling. Disgust? No, not disgust. As I am finding my way towards the bathroom, I feel like I was being hit by a truck. Now this is maybe the feeling of disgusts. I see Michael & Alyssa are kissing. I just stop; My brain cant function, I feel like I cant move, my stomach is like tied in a knot and I feel like I am about throw-up. I don't know what anger me more; the fact that he was kissing Alyssa or the fact that we just kissed and yet he is now kissing another person immediately. His eyes met with mine and I decide; I need to go from here. As I just turn my way to the door Anton tries to stop me, "Where are you going, man?" I don't feel like I need to answer. I just mumbled, "feeling sick!" I just need to get out from this damn place. ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~ As I was walking the empty street I don't know for how long. Probably only 15 minutes. I didn't bother to get a cab, didn't bother if it feels like it was going to be raining, didn't care if I left my jacket at the pub, I just don't care. "LUCAS!" it was Michael's voice. I walk faster. He used to call me Luke. Lucas is when he is truly mad or something. "LUCAS!!" yeah, I am not Luke anymore for Michael. FINE! "LUKE!" I hear his voice louder and the sound of him running. As I was about to run and rain starts to fall down from the sky, I feel his hand on my shoulder. "Your jacket, bud." he huffed. my jacket!? I yanked his hand away and just start to walk away from him again. Droplets of the light rain feel cold on my hair. He run forward to face me, now both of his hands on each sides of my shoulder, his body hunched because I was shorter than him, his head down, his black hair is messy and wet. I feel the need to fix his hair. No! His white shirt wet from the sweat and the rain. "I am sorry." I tried to shake his hands away from my shoulder but his hands grip harder. he looks up to see me, his blue eyes, staring into my boring hazel. "I am sorry, I was drunk." his deep voice reverberated in my ears. "No shit." I snorted "I am sorry." he said again I just stay silent. His eyes begged. "why?" I don't even know what I meant with why. "I don't know." he said as he let go of my left shoulder and use his hand to brush his hair back from his forehead. I don't know? Since he's no longer gripping me, I take my chance to walk forward but he spun me around again to face him. We are too close for my comfort now. "What?" I spat at him, I don't even bother to look up and stare at his blue eyes. I decided to just stare at his adam's apple which is in my eye level. I see his adam's apple bobbed up & down, probably gulping his own spit. We just stand awkwardly, I notice he looked up to the sky. Now his shirt drenched in water. The white shirt snugged to his body even more, I can see his chest definition. I have seen him naked multiple times but I feel like I am seeing it for the first time. I don't know how long we stand here, on the side of the road, right below the lamppost, under the rain that becoming heavier. "Okay then, merry Christmas Michael." I wont call him Mike now. I start to turn around and about to walk away again. But immediately, I feel his arm around me. My back against his body, his head rests on my shoulder. I feel the wetness of his body and from the rain. I hear him whisper in my ear, "Luke..." I shivered because of the rain, yes, because of the rain. I just look down at the pavement and not answering, I am now aware how much warm his body is emanating and feel every ridges of his body against my back due to the wetness of our clothes "where are you going?" he asks. "Nowhere." He embraces me tighter. A car pass by amidst the rain. I see reflections of street lamps and the green & red Christmas lamps decorations from the buildings around us on the now wet pavement. the blend of the colors is rather nice, I thought. "What are you thinking?" i hear him asks, he always know when I have something on my mind. "Nothing." He embraces me even tighter. I can feel and hear his heartbeat reverberating on my body. "you should let me go." "I won't." he whispers "why?" I asks. "I feel if we don't talk about this or if I let you walk away now, I wont ever see you again." he says on my neck. "and I would really hate that." I shivered. Now I hate how he knows me so well. As I was walked out of the pub, I was thinking that I finally could quit for good and go back home and do what I wanted, make or create something. "Don't please." he reads my mind. Suddenly I feel his lips on my neck. Kissing it softly. I shivered even more, now not because of the rain because Mike's body is so warm, not because of the kiss! "What is going on?" I asks confused about what I feel. "let's go to my place. You might get sick." He says not answering my question, his arms are still around me. I feel his stare at the back of my head "No," I reply. "you can go, so you won't get sick" "then I am not moving," He kisses my neck again. I shivered again, "I can take a cab. You don't like it when your car's interior is wet or dirty. He chuckled and kisses my neck again. "Why did he keep doing that!" "Today is an exception.Please." he says and I feel he is about kiss my neck again and I just wriggle out of his embrace & he let go, finally. Still not facing him, I answer ; "fine." "You walk in front of me." he commands, "So, I know you are not running away from me again." "I am not run.... fine!" I turned around and still refusing to look at him & started to walk towards where he parked his car. We walked through the rain that's getting heavier. In the 10 minutes walks, I feel his stare on my back. Burning. Once we are inside his car, he turns his music player on and 'Slow Down - Mac Ayres' is playing. He knows that this my favorite one after he introduced me to his music. I'm on my second guess Or maybe my second best What do I have to do? To know that I'm getting through I don't have much to say Just hoping you'd come my way What do I have to do? To come and get close to you Come get close to you Baby I won't slow down and I won't say when Tell me why I be comin' round again I'm ready to go again Baby I won't slow down and I won't say no Just one look and I think it starts to show I think that I already know Coloring in the grey I see your every shade I'm runnin' back around To tell you I'll hold u down I could say everything Pullin' me by the string What do I have to do? Tell me what you wanna do Tell me what you wanna do Baby I won't slow down and I won't say when Tell me why I be comin' round again I'm ready... The ride to his apartment is rather awkward but I cant help myself for bobbing slowly following the music rhythm. I see his reflection on the tinted front window, he has this small smile. When we reached at his apartment, I was already shivering. He immediately draped his towel on my shoulder. "You take a warm shower, I will prepare your clothes." he says. Plenty of my clothes and items are still in Michael Apartment. "I should take everything back." "No!" I hear him says firmly, I am startled ; I thought I didn't speak my mind loudly. "Don't even think about it. Just go shower, you are shivering." I made my way to the shower and stripped out of my wet clothes. The warm water is indeed feel nice. I really like his shower-head, the power of the stream is rather therapeutic. I don't know how many times I have been saying how his shower-head is better than the prickly one I have. I refuse to think, I just want to enjoy my shower time. Plus, the sound of the water is rather calming and as I let the stream of water washed over my back, I see the bathroom door opened and in the doorway Mike is staring at me? he's wearing only a towel with his mouth agape and his face flushed. He is holding my clothes. "Knock!" I say and immediately turn on my back. "Ju..just put the clothes on the counter. Th..thanks." I stutter, we see each other naked a few time but this time I feel, I don't know, odd? I feel like I am blushing. This is very weird. Nothing makes sense tonight! I heard the sliding door of the bathroom closed and I sighed and turned around. I squeal, feels like I am almost going to get a heart attack to see his blue eyes staring at me. His eyes are hazy with this blank look I can't decipher. His face flushed, his hair getting wet again, strands of his hair on his forehead, water droplets are sliding down his tanned face, some stuck on his manly stubble. "What are you do.." I am unable to finish my sentence, he suddenly says "I am not gay." "Wha..?" I can't process what he just said. His hands gripping my arms again then he starts to lean his body hunching again. Sometime I feel I am so short despite the 2.5 inches difference... he just too tall. "Noo..!" I say and place the palms of my hands on his chest, his heart beating fast, I try to use my hand to stop him doing whatever he was about to do, "You cant just kiss me then kiss my ex then.. then.. do this!" He then just embraces me again. My face is on his upper chest while his head rests near the nape of my neck. I feel his well trimmed stubble on my neck, I shivered. "I am sorry." He says again. I am getting bored of it. "why? why did you kiss Alyssa?" I ask to his left chest. "I... I dont know." he sigh in my neck, I shivered again. I sigh and reluctantly say, "If... if you like her it's OK, Michael." I feel he flinched and I tried to wriggle away from his embrace, only to be pulled even closer. Now I really feel every ridges & shape of his naked body against mine. "No no no no, I am not even attracted to her in the slightest." He says, then I feel his soft kisses on shoulder to my neck . I let out an involuntary moans. I feel his burning body on mine. My d**k is not suppose to get hard! his kisses started from my shoulder, to my neck then reaching my ear and started to nibble it. I tried to get away from him but he gripped me harder. "Michael, please stop." I can hear his whisper on my ear and make my body burns even more, "Call me Mike, Luke." then I feel his hands slid down slowly from my upper back to my butt then I hear his moan. does he moan just because of touching my body? His heart beating very fast. Mine is beating even faster. I moaned again. f**k! This is so embarrassing. "Okay. Mike. Please stop." I say again between soft moans and my forehead rested on his collarbone. I can see both of our hard d***s trapped between our bodies. Embarrassed, I tried to wriggle away from him again which only to cause frictions between our lower body. We both left out a gasp. "f**k!" I hear him swear. Then his hand started to grope my butt while the other caressing my butt. Oh no, this is too.... dangerous. "I am not gay," I hear him say again between soft kisses on my neck and his hands frantically touching my back. "I.. I know. Ss...so am I... I think we should stop." I say. Still not letting go, "but you feel so nice and warm, can I kiss your lips again, Luke?" "You are drunk... I am drunk." I try to rationalize this weird predicament we have. "I am not dr.... fine then." He says starting to let go while turning off the faucet behind me, "you're starting get all wrinkly for standing too long in the shower." He chuckles at his own words. I immediately get out of the shower stall & take my towel then look back at him His defined body is wet and his d**k is very hard, twitching. I blushed. Then I see his eyes are looking at my ass. I feel blood rushing on my face even more and wrap the towel around my body and scurry my way out of the bathroom. "f**k" "f**k" "f**k" I dried myself as fast as possible and my dumbass head is forgetting that my clothes are still in the bathroom's counter. I heard Mike slid open the door. "You forget these." he says while walking towards me. The towels doesn't help, his bulge is waaay too visible. "Oh yeah thank you." I say trying not to look at that big lump of log between those legs underneath the towel but the big doofus, instead of handing me the clothes, threw the clothes away and before I can respond he pushes me to his bed! "What are you doing to me?" He says angrily. I am the who was supposed to be angry, you handsome fucker! He is now on top of me, both of our towels already escaped our bodies. I am trapped with his hands holding my arms over my head, his legs also preventing my leg to move. His face is still flushed. My heart beating very fast and my d**k seem to have a mind of its own! I always realized he is a handsome man, a very handsome man but this time... he is hot? Drunk. yeah drunk. I had a few beer, so had he. I try to rationalize & remind to both of us again, "we... we are drunk, we should st.." "NO!" He says cutting me off. He started to lower his head to mine, his blue eyes shined... and suddenly I remember his face, his eyes when he was kissing Alyssa. He kissed her! Why? He just kissed me, then kissed her then this?! "Why did you kiss her!" I ask angrily at him. He let go of my arms and plopped his head on the bed beside mine. he moves his head closer and whispers "I... I want to forget how good you taste, Luke." I dont know how to respond. He propelled himself back again and stare at my eyes. Then with his other hand he traces the side of my cheek down to my jaw with the back of his hand. "Your... your lips felt so good, your body feel so warm, your scent smell so nice." he pauses then his thumb traces my lower lip. "I am mad at you because you are not suppose to kiss me back." I still stare at him speechless. "I want to erase our kiss, I am not suppose to feel this way." "Alyssa just happen to be there, she meant nothing! I swear! Heck if Hilda was there probably I kissed her too. Then I saw you saw me with a look that you might do something stupid or... I do something stupid that I already regret," As he continues my eyes are still locking with his but.. but I feel his hand slowly & dangerously moving down. "I was thinking that it's better not to chase you but I cant, I am afraid you ran away from me. I realize that I need you, I don't want you gone and if I don't chase you, you might gone for good." His hand caresses my neck, touching my adam's apple then my collar bone. "I thought at least I can offer just some explanation but hearing you saying my name in an unusual way and avoiding me... it... it's driving me crazy. I don't know..." His hands slid down through the gaps between my chest. Still unable to respond and the fact that his touches is driving me crazy!! I feel the tips of his finger circling my left chest. I can only bite my bottom lips to prevent myself from moaning. Then he breaks the eye contact and looking at his own hands caressing my body then continue, "I don't know, Luke. Maybe I am drunk indeed." I moaned by the time he circled my n*****s, "I just realize your n****e is rather pinkish." he says while smiling naughtily. I moaned even louder when he suddenly grinding his lower body against me. "and I just realized your moans making me even more crazier." I have never seen his expression like this. It... it's also driving me wild "I am not gay." he whispers again but still grinding against me. "ah Mike..." I moan his name. "Yes baby?" I hear him say while grinding erotically against me. Fuck! this is so wrong! I am not gay too you fool! But why.. "Ahh.." I hear myself moaned again. "why you feel so good?" "You feel so good too, Luke." "We..we should stop. W...we are drunk... ahhhhh...." I feel we both are starting to sweat and the frictions of our bodies making this feels better than it already is. "I make you moan." I hear him says softly to himself. "I make you moan." "We seriously need to ahh to stop ahhh." I try to rationalize but the wetness between us is making Mike's grinding even more fast and smooth and feel super good. The feeling of his d**k against mine doesn't feel weird at all. It feels "ahh so good." I would have never guessed I can be this turned-on, nevertheless by Mike. "yeah so good." I hear Mike started to pant. "I am serious ahh, Mike, we ahh shouldn't.." I say again trying to protest, I put my hand against his left chest. "No!" he interrupts & drop his body on mine. Putting his half weight on me. His face only an inches away from me. "No, we cant stop now. We can't..." he continued while staring at my eyes intently, "You have the most gorgeous eyes ever." mine's boring hazel, Mike. "I want to taste you again, I want to kiss your lips and you to return my kiss again and for you to keep moaning my name." he says while nibbling on my chin. I cant even respond, his whole body on mine feels so hot. So different. I can only moan, "Mike..." Then he nibbled my lower lips and proceeding to kiss me passionately while grinding our bodies together. He muffled, "you taste so good, Luke." his hands all over my hair. he turned our position, now I am on top of him. Our lips keeps locking. I put my hands on his face caressing his cheeks and stubble. His hands tracing my back bones and grabbing my ass, forcing my body to grind against him more faster. I cant stand this this feel so good Mike feels so good other than realizing that I can taste Mike; I also can smell Mike scent Both are very good indeed I like it very much I like it that Mike moaned my name and like it that he moaned because of me I like his hard body against me I like the way his stubble tickles and burn my face at the same time I like his protective hands embracing me I like his calloused hands touching and caressing me We rotate position again, he breaks the kiss and nibbles on my ear some more while I kiss his neck and shoulder. I feel like I am going to c*m soon. I have never kissed someone this long nor grinding this long until I want to c*m. Mike is driving me crazy. "I am about to c*m," he whispers on my ear between his nibbling "me too ahhh.." I answer biting his defined trapezius. "c*m with me baby," he says then kiss me again. "nghhh" "hmm" "ughhhhhhhhhh" His passionate kiss muffled my otherwise loud moan. Then I feel he collapsed his body fully on mine. We are both panting and out of breath. I realized he is actually very heavy. "you are not exactly light, Hercules." I say chuckling. "yeah?" he says wriggle his half body away from mine. Then he stared at me, smiling widely & kiss me again softly this time. So soft and warm, I feel tingles in my chest and suddenly he get up. Leaving me very cold. He probably saw the disappointment in my face then proceeds to say, "We need to wipe the c*m, babe." he says still smiling widely. He then takes the towel near us and wiping my body clean slowly while staring at my eyes. I suddenly realize how tired I am, I yawned. "Sleep, it is already late." I just mumbled agreement. Then few seconds later I feel him beside me. I open my eyes again to see him still staring and smiling. "what?" I say smiling sleepily back at him. "Nothing." he says then kiss my lips some more then continued, "I always think you are cute but NOT this cute." I feel his hands tucked my hair to my ear and fixing the ones around my forehead. "rubbish." I say with my eyes half open smiling. "sleep, Luke." he says while kissing my forehead then position his hand beneath my neck. I open my eyes to see him still staring at me. He placed his other hand on my waist and pull me even closer, I do the same while my other on his chest. "Night, you big doofus." ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~ I feel like I just woke up from the best sleep in my entire 28 years. Feeling a bit disoriented I rubbed my eyes and stretched my body. "Morning, sleepyhead," I hear a deep voice beside me. I open my eyes to see Mike staring at me, his left hand supporting his head. Smiling, his blue shines as usual, his black hair messy, sexy. He fixed my hair on my forehead. "I didnt realize you are this cute when you woke up." I bite my lips. I dont know what think. What we just did last night. Me & Mike? "Hangover?" Mike asks with worry on his voice & expression. I shook my head, "You know I only had a few glasses of beer, nothing to worry about." I close my eyes, biting my lips again. I don't know how to say this. I am a man, he is a man... does that mean we... "so am I, good then." I hear him say cutting of my train of thoughts still with a smile plastered on his face. A very gorgeous smile. Hah! who would've thought! As I was still thinking and let my body fully awake, I feel he slide closer to me. "Luke... " His morning breath is actually not bad at all, I feel like I can get used to it just fine. I instinctively put my hands on my mouth to breathe my own breath but he grabbed it suddenly, "Luke!" I shook my head to him and trying to keep distance. "LUKE!" "Dont get too close!" "What! Why?" That panic voice again. I hear him using this tone if he thinks I was about to do or say something stupid. "Do you regretting..." i hear him says and I groaned. "I might have bad morning breath!" embarrassingly, I admitted. a scowl shown on his face then laugh real loud, "sheesh! f**k! I thought... I dont care about your morning breath!" then he moves his body and straddles on my stomach, his hand tracing the side of my face again. "You know, I always thought you are cute." "You keep saying that! I am not cute!" "Yeh, turned out not cute," hearing this my face turned into a scowl, "but I just realized, you are gorgeous." The way he says this leave me kinda speechless. I mean he is goodlooking enough to be model yet he complimented me. I just trace the vein along his bicep and down to his arm. Then I see his very hard d**k, on the head of his d**k is clear drop of precum. Oh.. I blushed and look up at his face, to see he has this apologetic smile. "That is because of you." I hear him say. I blush even more. Why do I keep blushing around him now. Then I feel his hand on my d**k, which I don't realize was already hard. "I hope this is because of me." I hear him say as his face closer to me and his fingers moving up and down along the length of my d**k. I moaned his name. "You aren't regretting what we did last night?" he says as he grabbed my d**k. "ahhh..." "Luke..." "ahhhhhh.." "Baby.." "ho...how am I to answer if you keep doing that...ahhh." "Do you like it when I touch you, Luke? I just bite my lips and nod. "Would you like to touch mine too?" I nod and wrap my fingers around his big boy then smear the precum on my chest with his d**k. "oh f**k oh fuck." he groaned and arch his back. I place my hand on his thigh and hunch my head to lick the head of his d**k. I am just curious how it tastes like. It tastes... sweet? "LUKE! f**k!!!" I lick it his head again. I love when Mike moan because of me. "sorry I have never done this." I say to him. Then he position himself again to be on top of me. I am kind of sad, I want to lick him again. "I didn't ask you to do that," he says, his face super flushed. "it's ok if you have never done it, I have never as well." then he started to grind his body against me. I moaned. Then I put my hands on his cheeks and pull him closer so I can kiss him. "Who is the better kisser?" I ask him. I want to know. "huh?" he stopped grinding and stares at me. "between me and Alyssa.." "No comparison." He says without hesitation. "What do you mean?" I asks again, confused. "No comparison and I have no intention to compare it with anyone else ever again." he says. "Wha..?" "You know what I mean and I expect you the same." He says sternly. I don't know but my chest feel so tight and butterflies are flying around in my stomach, "but I am a man.." he plopped his head on my side and nibbling my ear again, "I know but your lips belong to me now, yeah?" I just nodded. The butterflies in my stomach fluttering into my heart. "and your body & everything. Just like mine to you. We can take it as slow as possible... Learn how to make this work as long as it's with you. together." ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~ Thank you for reading!
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