Confidence Game: Chapter Eleven
Michael pulled up into the parking lot behind the coffee shop. "Here. I'll be there in a second." Michael walked into the coffee shop and looked around the place and bit his lip when his eyes caught Ray's. "Hey." He smiled brightly and walked over to the boy.
Ray returned the dumb smile before getting in control. “M-Michael, hey. How’re you?” He bit his lip, still smiling as he looked over Michael’s sleek clothes, the curve of his thighs and tight fitting jeans. “You look really hot…” he mumbled under his breath.
Michael chuckled and smiled wider at Ray. “Hey I’m good! How’re you?” He asked and sat the table. Fuck Ray was so cute… “You’re really hot too.” He mumbled and licked his lips. “Let’s get some coffee, and you can tell me about yourself?” He smiled and stretched, body already feeling hotter under Ray’s gaze.
Ray snapped out of it and nodded. “Yeah! Sure… well, you know my name. Graduated college in a few years. Wound up at that company downtown, I really love my job… I need to get out more often so I feel like I got extremely lucky with you,” he laughed softly. “Only thing I do besides work is garden sometimes… but the weather here is horrible for flowers. How about you though? You didn’t tell me much about your work.”
Michael smiled and stood, and grabbed Ray's hand and pulled him up to the counter and order them both a coffee and pulled him back to the table. "Yeah the weather is shit for flowers." He blushed. "I've been in a shady business, but now Geoff's gonna give me a job at his company too!" He smiled and shook his head. "What do you do at the company?" He asked and reached for Ray's hand and blushed.
Ray smiled shyly and ran his fingers over Michael’s hand, trying to swallow down his nervousness and the thrumming in his ears. “I-I design video game levels, character designs, but I also program the 3D models and shit.” He shrugged. “It keeps me busy. Geoff says I work too much but I’ve always been like that… better at working than playing, most times.” He chuckled and ran his fingers over Michael’s wrist. “N’ what d’you mean shady business?”
Michael smiled brightly and took a sip of his coffee. "I was a con man, and Gavin and I ended up I owing a guy a lot of money." He sighed and shook his head. "I really wanna be better... I was getting tired of that life. Wanna make my own money." He smiled and looked at Ray. He really fucking liked this guy, there was something about him he just liked. He almost wanted to just pulled Ray to his car and fuck him there. But he'd keep it in his pants.
“Really…?” Ray asked as he swirled his fingers idly over Michael’s soft palm. “I wouldn’t take you for the type. You just seem so… fair, and nice, I guess.” He laughed lightly as he took the coffee in his free hand and sipped on it. “I’m sure you are still though… I think it’s great that you want to be better. And I’d love showing you the ropes at our company.” He couldn’t stop touching Michael.
Michael was blushing as Ray continued to touched him. "Y-Yeah... I guess I want to be a nice person." He smiled softly. "I would love for you to show me around." Michael smiled and kept touching Ray's hand and pulled the boy's hand up to his lips and kissed his knuckles. "I can't take you touching me so much."
Ray shivered and felt his face heaten. “I-I don’t know why I have the urge to touch you so much,” he laughed airily. “You’re so pretty though I feel ridiculous… I really don’t do these things often.” He bit his lip and smiled. “But I could easily pull some strings to land you a good job. I think I’d like you working close to me.”
Michael smirked and bit his bottom lip. "I would really like that. I mean I'm not really that good with anything. I'm okay with computer hacking, and I have a good knowledge of computer programming, but nothing to do with games and shit." Michael smiled and took another sip of his coffee. "So, do you live close to here?"
Ray nodded and smirked a little. “Well, it’s all a little similar to that. And yeah I do live pretty close to here, just a couple blocks down that way.” He pointed through the window and took another sip of coffee, smiling. “How about you? You mentioned Gavin was your roommate, I still think it’s hilarious my boss is actually gay too.”
"So everything is within walking distance sweet!" He laughed and smiled softly. "Yeah we live closer to the harbour, in those really nice condos. It's really expensive, but when we each had three or four pulls every month each, it wasn't hard to keep up with. Each pull was like 3k, usually so." He smiled brightly and shook his head. "Geoff is really fucking hot has a nice cock too." He laughed.
“He has a weird thing for younger guys!” Ray laughed harder. “And wow… that’s pretty intense, so. You two like stole from people? That much? Those condos are really nice… I’ve seen ‘em before. My apartment is pretty nice, nothing too fancy though. I keep most of my money in savings for no reason…”
Michael laughed softly. “Yeah… Gavin and I pissed off a guy, we had to pay him a lot of money… So right now Gavin and I are basically broke, and we won’t be able to pay for our condo much longer… But Gavin can live with Geoff. So as long as he’s safe, that’s all that matters.” He smiled and looked down at his coffee cup.
“What about you though?” Ray asked softly as he put more sugar in his coffee. “You wouldn’t be able to afford that on your own right?” He didn’t know why he was so concerned for someone he’d just met, let alone an ex-con man. Something about Michael made Ray just want to trust him.
Michael smiled softly and shrugged. “I could find somewhere to stay. I’m sure.” He mumbled and looked down at his coffee cup. “Or end up on the streets.” He laughed and shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. We’ll see what happens when that time comes.” He looked at Ray and leaned across the table and pressed a kiss to the boy’s forehead. “Don’t worry about an ex-con man.”
Ray frowned and stirred his spoon in the coffee. “I don’t see why I wouldn’t worry. If something happens, you can come to me, alright? I mean, assuming you don’t have another place you’d like to stay at more… You won’t be on the streets though, that’s that. Especially in this area.” He reached to run his fingers back over Michael’s hand, giving him a soft smile. “It matters who you are now, not who you used to be.”
Michael sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He felt like crying. No one was ever this nice to him, except Gavin. He sighed shakily and leaned back over the table and tipped Ray's head up and pressed their lips together softly. He held there for a few moments before pulling away. "Thank you..." He mumbled and smiled softly. "Really... No one has even this nice to me in a long time."
Ray was a little frozen, with his face red, but he smiled. His lips were tingling as he squeezed Michael’s hand. “O-Of course, Michael… you’re a really great guy, okay? I really love talking to you,” he murmured and bit his lip to try and stop smiling. He got up and went to slide beside Michael on the other side of the booth, wrapping him in a hug.
Michael blushed and smiled at Ray as he hugged the boy tightly. “I hope you think so. I like you a lot…” He mumbled and bit his bottom lip. “Thank you… You make me feel really good about myself…” He mumbled and ran his fingers through Ray’s hair and nuzzled his cheek.
Ray blushed and ran his palms over Michael’s sides, turning his cheek so he could kiss Michael again, gently, a little timid, but he needed to do it once more. He kept kissing, loving the soft feel of their lips together and the heat of Michael’s body, he had to pull away before he was breathless. “S-Sorry,” he laughed slightly giddy.
Michael smiled and giggled softly. “Don’t be sorry!” He laughed and pulled Ray closer. “I don’t mind kissing on the first date.” He smirked and pressed his lips back to Ray’s, moving his lips under the other boy’s smoothly. Their rhythms already matched, and everything was so perfect. He almost couldn’t get over how perfect everything with Ray felt.
Ray shivered and let his palms run under the back of Michael’s shirt, wanting to feel more of the boy’s warm flesh. He could feel people staring at them but he didn’t care, their pairs of glasses fogged slightly as they kissed and breathed hot against each other. “Mhh…” He whimpered and blushed in embarrassment. “J-Jesus.” Ray laughed airily. “I’m a little rusty at kissing…” And he was shamefully half hard in his slacks, though he hoped Michael wouldn’t notice.
Michael smiled softly and bit at Ray’s bottom lip. “You wanna go back to your place? I mean, if this isn’t moving too fast. We could just makeout, nothing more. I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable.” He smiled and nuzzled Ray’s neck. “Okay? Just that way people won’t stare at us, and I can touch you, without it being inappropriate.”
Ray couldn’t remember the last time his heart was beating so fast, or how much he wanted something like this. He really fucking wanted Michael. “S-Sure. I mean, yeah, I’d actually really fucking like that… C’mon.” He pulled on the other boy’s hand, leaving a tip down for their coffee and tugging the boy towards the sidewalk. “I walked here, it’s not far.” There was snow in the gutters of the road.
Michael laughed softly and squeezed Ray's hand. "Well I was gonna offer to drive us..." He laughed and pinched Ray's side. "I'm really excited to just get you alone..." He mumbled and walked along the street with Ray.
Ray grinned and leaned close to Michael. “I-I am too. My place is just around the corner, we’ll come back to your car…” They approached a brick building, finished with a frosted glass and black finish, a nice apartment complex. “This’s home.” He pulled on Michael’s hand and pulled him into the building after typing in the code to unlock the doors. “I live on the 6th floor… pretty nice view,” he added murmuring as he pressed the elevator button and flickered a smirking gaze at Michael.
Michael smirked. "I live on the tenth floor, which is too high for my liking." He pushed Ray into the elevator or and up against the wall as they kissed. "Mm... I can't help myself... I just can't you're so cute." He mumbled and bit Ray's neck.
Ray gasped loudly, fuck, he hadn’t been in this kind of situation in too long. “F-Fuck…” He let Michael’s teeth work over his neck and he knotted his fingers into the boy’s soft curls. “I-If you keep this up, we’ll be doing more than making out,” he mumbled with a little whimper. When the elevator hit the 6th floor, Ray eagerly dragged Michael out of it and towards his apartment.
His apartment wasn’t something to turn a nose at, the flooring was a dark wood padded with a few light colored rugs, and the walls were white aside from the different paintings and accessories hanging amongst it. “I-It’s not much,” Ray mumbled as he threw his keys onto the granite countertop where a bouquet of fresh roses was, originating from the small garden on his outside balcony.
Michael looked around and smiled softly. "It's really nice. I like it." He smiled and walked over to Ray. "It's nice, really. I wouldn't mind living here." He blushed and looked at Ray. "C'mere. Okay? Lets go cuddle and makeout. Wanna feel your lips." He mumbled.
Ray grinned and wrapped his arms around Michael’s waist, sliding his palms down the boy’s back. “Please… c’mere. I have a bed but I usually sleep on the futon near the patio windows since it’s more comfortable…” He pulled Michael towards the white, soft piece of furniture, laying down on it with his head resting against one of the throw pillows. Ray set his glasses on the coffee table and tugged Michael towards him.
Michael smiled and placed his glasses next to Ray's. He climbed onto the futon and pulled Ray onto his lap, kissing his neck and over his slightly scruffy jaw. "Fuck. I can't believe how much I already want you." He mumbled and shook his head and bit Ray's bottom lip.
Ray shuddered under Michael, a little swept up in the other boy. “I-I know… usually it takes me months to even kiss someone,” he laughed shakily and turned his head to expose his neck under Michael’s lips. “B-But god, you make me want to not stop kissing you…” He ran his palms back up the hem of Michael’s shirt, his colder fingers trailing along Michael’s spine. Fuck, he was way too into this. Michael’s warm breath against him and just having him this close pushed him higher.
Michael smirked and pulled away to look at Ray. "Y-You're okay with this right?" He asked, wondering if he was doing this to just forget about Gavin. If so he needed to stop. He pulled away and looked at Ray. "I don't think I can do this... I'm sorry. I don't wanna use you." He mumbled sadly, since he did want to kiss Ray, and touch Ray.
Ray gave Michael a confused look. “O-Oh… okay. Why would you be using me?” He pulled his hands away from Michael’s shirt, feeling rather embarrassed. “S-Sorry, don’t worry, it’s all good. We don’t have to…” He sat up a little and bit his lip awkwardly.
Michael sighed. "It's not because of you. Okay?" He said softly and fiddled with his hands. "I just... I was in love with my roommate. I still am, and I don't wanna hurt you by using you, or want you to think I've used you..." He mumbled and laid on the futon with Ray. "I really wanna kiss you and touch you. I just don't want you to hate me..."
Ray took a moment to digest Michael’s words. He figured it was too good to be true from the start. “I-It’s alright… I don’t mind. I think it’s nice you’d rather stop than… than use me. My boss’ boyfriend, you love him? That… legitimately sucks,” he laughed softly. He knew it sucked for Michael but it also sucked for him. “But it’s alright…”
Michael felt his eyes water. "It's not alright... I really wanna kiss you, and I really wanna touch you..." He mumbled and pressed his face against Ray's neck and clung to him. "I used to love him... He was the only one there for me. I wanna be over him.. I wanna move on like he moved on. Well he never liked me like that." He mumbled and kissed Ray's jaw. "Please, don't hate me... I'm sorry." He felt his tears spill over.
Ray hushed Michael and held him close, curling up with him on the futon and wiping his tears away. “Hey, hey,” he soothed. “It’s really alright, okay? I understand… Don’t be sorry, I don’t hate you… you’re such an amazing boy, Michael.” He whispered as he pet his fingers through Michael’s soft hair, kissing over his jaw and cheek. “Listen… it’ll pass. I know it will. I’m here for you through it… you’re not using me, I happen to like when you kiss me… but if you imagine someone else when we’re kissing, well. We don’t have to right now, okay?” Ray really wanted to kiss Michael still, but he was afraid Michael was imagining kissing Gavin instead. “Shh… don’t worry about it, just lay with me.”
Michael looked at Ray. "I don't imagine kissing Gavin... I don't. He never loved me the same way." He moved and pressed his lips to Ray's, kissing the boy softly as he ran his fingers over Ray's arm and up under the front of his shirt. "You're so pretty... I really like you." He mumbled and pulled the small throw blanket over them. He really wanted to makeout till his lips were sore, and Ray was a mess under him, but it was too soon for that.
“I really like you too,” Ray answered softly, face a little red as he wrapped his arms around Michael and nuzzled the other boy’s chest. Ray kept cuddled close to him, kissing his chest. “M’not pretty. You’re pretty… m’glad you’re here with me,” he mumbled as he closed his eyes.
Michael shook his head. "You're really pretty. I promise. I wouldn't lie." He smiled softly and pet his fingers through Ray's hair. "I really like you. I'm glad I'm here too. I don't usually get out often." He mumbled and tipped Ray's head up and kissed him again. "So pretty." He mumbled and slipped his other hand up under the back of the boy's shirt and touched his warm skin.
Ray shivered and pressed his face to Michael’s neck, sighing gently as he kissed under Michael’s ear. “M-Me neither… having you here is actually perfect,” he murmured against the other boy’s earlobe, biting there gently. “Take a nap with me…” He tangled their legs together on the soft cushions and started to fall asleep wrapped up in Michael’s arms.
Michael nodded and held Ray closer. Just having someone this close was perfect. He couldn't get over how perfect it felt to be with Ray. Just to be close like this with someone who wasn't Gavin. It felt so perfect. He felt his body slacken and his breathing evened out and he easily drifted off to sleep with Ray.
Ray was only abruptly awoken a few hours later when his cell phone buzzed awake. He flinched at the noise and groaned, reaching onto the coffee table to grab it. Someone from work. Ray was always available on his days off, but today he wasn’t going to be and he didn’t bother to even pick up the phone. “Fuck… Michael,” he murmured softly. “It’s 5pm… do you need to be anywhere?” he asked as he sat up to stretch his back.
Michael stirred and blinked up at Ray. "Hmm? What did you ask?" He laughed and leaned closer to Ray and kissed his hip and then stretched, his head resting on the boy's lap. "Mm... So nice here." He mumbled and let his eyes slip shut again.
Ray bit his lip, trying to move his hips so that Michael’s head didn’t brush against his crotch. “M-Michael… I-I asked if you needed to be anywhere? I could cook us some dinner with the new food we got…” He shuddered a little as he ran his fingers through Michael’s hair, pulling gently.
Michael moved his head to the touch of Ray's fingers. "Mm... We can make dinner. I can help, I'm a pretty good cook." He smiled and nuzzled Ray's hip. "If you want me to help out." He giggled and looked up Ray. "Why're you squirming around?" He teased.
Ray glared weakly. “Y-You’re turning me on… your head’s in my lap.” He shifted his hips again, placing Michael’s cheek against his thigh instead. He didn’t even want to think about how long it’s been since he’d gotten a blowjob, it had to be over two years at least, just this was making him crazy. “Y-Yeah, you can help me cook. I’m rather horrible at it.”
Michael smirked and pressed his palm against the front of Ray's jeans and chuckled. He sat up and stretched reaching over for his glasses and pushing them onto his face. "What would you like to eat? Pasta or something?" He smiled and kissed the bridge of Ray's nose. "So cute..."
Ray blushed and nodded brokenly. “Sounds perfect.” He put his glasses back on too before kissing the corner of Michael’s mouth and standing up. He smiled and fixed his ruffled shirt, walking towards the kitchen area as he tried to shake off the feeling of Michael’s head in his lap. He took out some of the uncooked noodles and started to pour some water to boil. “You’re cuter…”
Michael laughed softly and kissed Ray's neck, as he pressed up behind him. "No way. You're so much cuter." He chuckled and squeezed him tightly, pressed flush against Ray's back. He couldn't help but feel a little clingy. "You're so perfect. So cute." Michael just wanted to cuddle with the boy under the blankets.
Ray reddened and turned around to kiss Michael gently, pulling his hair and arching close to him. No one’s really ever said things like that to him. “You’re so nice to me… so sweet. Handsome,” he mumbled as he cupped Michael’s face. “Help me cook. I suck.” He chuckled and ran his palms over the other boy’s sides.
Michael smiled brightly and nodded. He helped Ray cook the food, teasing him about how awful his cooking was. "Try." He smiled and held the fork up to the boy's mouth.
“I am trying!” Ray laughed harder as he stirred and managed to not spill this time. “There. It’s perfect… it smells really good.” He inhaled and smiled to himself, finishing the pasta off with some seasoning before getting some wine out of the fridge and pouring himself and Michael a glass. “Here.”
Michael smiled and kissed Ray's cheek. "Good, maybe we can get drunk, makeout, maybe I'll give you a blowjob." He smirked, and ran his fingers over Ray's ass. He spooned some of the pasta into two bowls and handed one to Ray. "Here."
“You’re ridiculous!” Ray blushed and sat at the kitchen table with Michael, eating and chatting with him over dinner. The two wine glasses turned into many wine glasses. Ray’s body was starting to buzz over and he was saying things he wasn’t even registering now. “Y-You got that really pretty kinda mouth though, y’know?” His voice wasn’t quite slurred but it was almost there. “Can imagine my dick in it way too easily… Haven’t gotten head in like centuries,” he added giggling.
Michael smirked and licked his lips, just listening to this cute, shy boy talk dirty. "Bet you taste good too... How could you go so long without a blowjob? I fucking love them..." He mumbled and poured Ray another glass of wine and then himself. "Mm... I bet you'd sound so good moaning." Michael half moaned and tipped his head back.
Ray bit his lip and shifted in his seat a little, getting turned on. “Fuck, I love them too… boycotting them wasn’t really my choice,” he snorted. “Too nervous to really hit on someone though, I’m not good at it, so it’s partially my fault.” He licked his lips too. “I bet you sound amazing moaning… I’m sure you can talk dirty and shit also. You’ve got that dirty mouth…” He downed the rest of his wine, starting to loosen up even more. “Bet the only time you’re not talkin’ dirty is when a cock is in your mouth…”
Michael smirked and chewed his bottom lip. "Fuck yeah..." He growled and finished off his wine, and then poured them one more glass so they could finish off the bottle. "Mm... Do you have any more?" He asked and handed the bottle to Ray. "Try hitting on me?" He laughed and smirked. "C'mon pretty, hit on me, make me want your cock, make me hard, and maybe I'll show you a good time."
Ray groaned softly and wiped his sweaty palms off on his slacks, trying to connect a few brain cells to think of what to say. Instead he got up to refill their wine glasses without thinking. “D’you,” he slurred and laughed as he sat back down. “Oh, d’you come here often?” He put on a drunken, cheesy smirk.
Michael smirked and looked at Ray. "Mm. Yeah I come here a lot? What about you?" He asked and slid closer to Ray. "Mm... You look so pretty. Whataya drinking? I'll buy you something." He licked his lips and leaned over. "God you're so cute."
Ray’s face heated up as he sat on Michael’s lap, straddling his thighs and facing the other boy. “I’m drinkin’ whatever you’re drinkin’,” he mumbled as he pressed his lips against Michael’s soft, red ones, finding the courage, or rather abundance of alcohol, to lick into the boy’s mouth and kiss him deeper. He shivered as his tongue slid against Michael’s lips.
Michael opened his mouth and pressed his tongue against Ray's as he kissed Ray harder. He pulled away and licked his lips. "Yeah... Fuck. You're so pretty." He mumbled and went back to kissing the boy, as he slid his fingers over Ray's thighs. "Fuck you're turning me on..." He mumbled.
“P-Please, let’s just makeout for a little…” he pleaded. “I-I’m really into you I just wanna kiss you.” His words were running together but he got up and tugged Michael with him, leading him into the bedroom where a large, plush bed was stationed and finished with silky and fluffy gray sheets. “Please, I jus’ wanna…” He fell back on the bed, tilting his head back as he waited for Michael.
Michael smiled and crawled onto the bed and nuzzled Ray's neck. "Shh... Don't talk, jus' kiss me..." He mumbled and pressed his lips against Ray's, as he ground his hips down against Ray's. Fuck he couldn't help himself, he wanted Ray, he wanted to fuck, or something. "R-Ray." He moaned softly.
“Michael,” Ray gasped and grabbed Michael’s hips, making him continue to grind down against him. Jesus christ, he hadn’t done this in too long. Despite all the alcohol, he was practically already hard, rock hard. “K-Keep, keep doing this. Kiss me.” He captured Michael’s lips back against his own, the friction between their pants feeling like fucking heaven to Ray. He pushed and rolled his tongue against Michael’s, moaning deeply as his cock was curved hard up against his zipper. He could get off just fucking like this.
Michael kissed Ray harder, almost bruisingly hard. "Fuck Ray..." He moaned loudly and ground down against the boy harder. His cock was already hard, as he rubbed his cock against Ray's harder. "Wanna suck you off. Bet you have such a nice cock. Bet you taste so good..." He growled and rubbed over the front of Ray's jeans. "God you feel so big pretty."
Ray’s cock twitched under Michael’s palm, and he gasped out a tight moan, voice raw. Michael’s words were going straight to his cock, making him throb and too excited. He was breathing harder now. “O-Oh fuck, fuck, please, Michael. P-Please… I-I can’t stand this, you’re making me feel so good…” he moaned weakly and arched his back, moving to unzip his slacks and push Michael’s hand against his boxers. He was never this pushy, or bold, but he was shaking with how much he wanted it.
Michael smirked and pulled the slacks down and nuzzled his face against Ray's boxer clad cock. "Ray... Fuck..." He growled and licked over the boy's cock through his his boxers. "Ugh..." He wanted to just take Ray in his mouth, but he wanted to tease the boy. He wanted to make him moan and scream.
Ray inhaled sharply, his legs fidgeting a little as he tried to rock up against Michael’s tongue. His cock was tenting the material of his boxers and he knew that if he was sober, he’d probably be a little embarrassed, or at least self conscious, but right now he was just desperate. “M-Michael…” He gasped and bit his lip to contain another moan, taking off his glasses and shakily placing them on the nightstand before tying his fingers into Michael’s hair. “Michael, f-fuck, please…”
Michael growled and licked his lips. "Oh fuck... Yeah Ray... Beg me." He growled and bit his bottom lip. "C'mon Ray, fucking beg me you little bitch." He growled and pulled The boy's boxers down, and licked over the underside of his cock, nipping gently at the soft skin. "Fuck you're cock is so nice... Fuck." He mumbled.
Ray’s cock twitched and he gasped loudly, fingers coiling in Michael’s hair as he shuddered all over. “O-Oh jesus christ,” he moaned and pressed his cock up against Michael’s lips. “P-Please, please…” He whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut. “I-I’m going crazy, Michael, oh god.. just please give me your mouth…”
Michael laughed softly. "Mm...of course pretty." He smiled and wrapped his lips around his cock and sucked gently on the tip of Ray's cock, swirling his tongue around the head and rubbed the tip of his tongue against the boy's slit. Fuck he loved this so much. He loved sucking dick, loved everything about this.
Ray exhaled a deep, soft groan, eyes fluttering shut as he accidentally pulled on Michael’s hair and tried to rock up a little further. “O-Oh fuck…” he panted in a tight voice, cock aching under Michael’s heated tongue. He was already unable to control himself. “M-More. Please, Michael…! Oh f-fuck.” He throbbed as he ground up into the boy’s wet mouth.
Michael moaned softly and started bobbing his head slowly. He scratched his nails down Ray's thighs and went down along Ray's cock, working his tongue along the boy's cock and grabbed Ray's balls and worked his fingers over them as he bobbed his head faster.
Ray moaned desperately, feeling his cock immediately start to leak onto Michael’s tongue. He was shuddering and breathing hard, his fingers pulling out of Michael’s hair so they could knot in with the sheets under him. “M-Michael,” he gasped breathlessly, voice high pitched as his brows were pulled together. “O-Oh god yeah… don’t s-stop. Please…!” He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to thrust up into Michael’s warm mouth, his body feeling hot as his abdomen clenched with pleasure.
Michael kept moving, faster, as he sucked harder on the boy's cock. He moved his hands up to Ray's and laced their fingers together. He dragged his bottom teeth against the underside of Ray's cock. He wanted to taste Ray. He wanted Ray to suck his cock, but he wanted Ray screaming under him more.
Ray cried out a broken moan, lips parted as he clutched Michael’s laced fingers. “O-Oh god, oh god, Michael, m’not gonna last…!” He panted out tight, pleading gasps, toes curled as his cock throbbed under the scrape of Michael’s teeth. “F-Fuck!” He cried out louder and arched off the bed, holding Michael’s head deep down on his cock as his abdomen flexed, clenched, and he came like that, screaming weakly as he buckled and moaned with each long spurt.
Michael swallowed around the boy's cock as he swallowed all of Ray's cum. Almost wanting to savour the taste. He kept sucking on Ray's cock as he came down. He pulled off with a rasp and licked over the underside of the boy's twitching cock. "Fuck... You taste so fucking good." He growled and gripped the boy's thighs. "Fuck..."
Ray’s moans turned shaky, tight, more gasping as he came down. The buzz overwhelmed his body, and his cock twitched a little from overstimulation. “M-Michael!” he hissed and pulled on Michael’s hair, panting. “Oh god that was so f-fucking good… That was amazing.” He tipped his head back and groaned, body flexed over the bed sheets as he tingled.
Michael smiled brightly and kept licking over the boy's cock. "You taste amazing..." He mumbled and sucked the tip of the boy's cock into his mouth and sucked softly on the boy's cock. He loved having a cock in mouth, he was such a cock slut.
Ray hissed out a tight moan, ankles curling. “J-Jesus fucking christ!” He pulled Michael off his cock and tugged him upward, kissing him hard and pulling his hair as he shuddered and let the kiss absorb him. He was still shaking from coming that hard, that fucking good, and he was more than eager to do the same for Michael. “L-Let me…” He didn’t care if they were both a little drunk, he fucking wanted this.
Michael smiled and shook his head. "It's okay. I just wanted to get you off." He laughed softly and nuzzled Ray's neck. "You're perfect. And I don't need anything. Just wanted to make you feel good." He mumbled and ran his fingers over Ray's sides and over his stomach as he pushed Ray's shirt off. "You're beautiful..."
“Shut up, you don’t want me to suck your dick?” Ray laughed as he rolled on top of Michael, pressing down against him and kissing him roughly. “L-Let me… I want to taste you too,” he mumbled lowly as he unzipped Michael’s tight jeans, tugging them down.
Michael licked his lips and nodded. "Fuck yeah... Suck my dick baby. Bet you're so good at it." He moaned and arched off the bed and pulled his shirt off. "Fuck please... Ray..." He moaned gently and pushed Ray's head closer to his cock. "Please baby... Please? I need you."
“G-God you’re gonna sound so good moaning my name…” Ray panted as he licked over the front of Michael’s underwear before pulling them down and throwing them off the bed along with Michael’s jeans. “S-So fucking good…” He wrapped his fingers around the boy’s curved hard cock, stroking him slowly as he licked over the base of Michael’s cock and over his balls.
Michael moaned softly and pushed his hips up and gripped Ray's hair. "Please baby? Oh god I want it so bad. Suck my cock, please sweetheart? Oh god..." He moaned and pet Ray's hair. "Ray... Oh god please? You have such a pretty mouth, want it around my cock."
“K-Keep talkin’ and I’ll give you more,” Ray murmured lowly as he licked along the side of Michael’s cock and sucked gently against the shaft. “Fuck, you’ve got a nice cock…” Ray was even more rusty at giving head than receiving it, he just hoped the wine would make up for his lack of skill. He dragged his tongue against Michael’s slit, licking away the dew of precome with a shudder as he kept massaging his tongue around the sensitive areas.
Michael gasped loudly as he pushed Ray down slightly. “O-Oh fuck… You’re such a cock slut aren’t you? Bet y-your ass would feel so fucking good too…” He moaned out tightly voice strained. “Ray… Fuck… Such a pr-pretty mouth stretched around my cock… Jesus Christ…”
Ray groaned softly and hollowed his cheeks, bobbing his head as he nuzzled close down deep on Michael’s cock. He swallowed around his gag, pulling back a little and stroking Michael with each movement of his head. “M-Mh…” He looked up at Michael, taking in the image of his pleasured face like he wanted to remember it. He sucked harder and jerked Michael off a little quicker.
Michael moaned loudly and arched up off the bed, and bucked his hips. “A-Ah… R-Ray.” He panted and let his mouth fall open. “O-Oh my god…” He gasped and pushed Ray down a little further. “O-Oh fu-fuck!” He moaned and trembled under the other boy. “F-Fuck yes… R-Ray… Feels so good…” Michael moaned and tugged on Ray’s short black hair.
Ray sucked harder in response, shivering as he listened to Michael and moved his head with his fist. This was getting him off too much. He kept teasing Michael with his tongue on each upstroke, not letting up and making sure his lips moved seamlessly until he felt Michael throb on his tongue and get even bigger. "M-Mh…" Ray whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut.
Michael gasped and withered under the boy, feeling his stomach tighten. "A-Ah! Ray! I-I'm gonna..." He gasped and bucked and ground into Ray's mouth as he came hard with bitten off cry of Ray's name. He gripped te boy's hair and pushed him down a little further, as his thighs trembled. "O-Oh shit..." He gasped and tossed his head back. "R-Ray..." He panted and tried to catch his breath.
Ray choked a little but recovered swallowing. Michael was bitter and hot on his tongue, tasted so fucking good that he kept sucking on the boy's twitching cock. "M-Michael," he pulled off with a rasp, voice abused as he pressed his face against Michael's hip and licked the excess cum off his lips. "J-Jesus christ that was really hot..."
Michael trembled slightly and gripped the boy's short hair and pulled him up for a kiss. "Mm...you're hotter." He giggled and pulled Ray down against his chest and gripped boy's ass and squeezed as he pushed his tongue into Ray's mouth. Michael kissed Ray needfully. "Uh... Ray..."
Ray gasped and squirmed against Michael, returning the kiss as he pulled gently on Michael’s hair. “F-Fuck…” He licked along Michael’s lower lip and rested between his legs. “I haven’t felt this good in fucking ages…” He needed to jerk off more often or he’d continue to not last that long. “G-God. Sleep over with me tonight… I’m gonna have such a hangover.”
Michael nodded and kissed Ray's forehead. "Of course I'll stay. I never fuck and run." He laughed and pulled the blankets up over them and nuzzled his cheek. "Sleep okay? I'll be here in the morning. Maybe we can even do that again tomorrow morning?" He smirked and licked his lips.
“I’ll be so fucking into that… that’ll make any hangover bearable…” He limply curled up against Michael’s chest, touching his soft skin and holding onto him. He hummed gently and fell asleep there a minute later with his face tucked against Michael’s warm neck. He could easily sleep like this every night.
Michael laid there, petting Ray's hair as they laid there. Michael listened to Ray's soft breathing. The boy was the cutest thing ever, and Michael would love to fall asleep with this boy every night. Michael soon fell asleep, cuddled close to Ray.
