Personal Best 2

by Sean Michael

  He reached out with one hand, moved his fingers along Mike’s neck and down, gliding along the length of Mike’s torso. So smooth, so fine. Fuck, nothing was so fine as that. Groaning, he pushed up into Mike’s body, his orgasm barreling down on him.

  “Yeah. Yeah, Jess. Come on. So good.”

  He shouted out, bucking hard as his balls drew up, spraying up into Mike’s body. Mike’s hands moved over his face, petting.

  “So good.”

  He shivered, mouth following Mike’s hand, licking at the salt on his palm. “Yeah. Damn.”

  Mike nodded, warm and relaxed against him.

  He stroked his hands down along Mike’s spine. “The police from Minneapolis called today.”

  “Yeah? What did they say?” Mike’s voice was carefully neutral.

  “There’s not enough proof for them to press charges. Hank and Anderson swear up and down and backwards it was an accident.” He shook his head. “I saw the look on Anderson’s face; he was pissed off. If that was an accident, I’m a chick.”

  “We’re going to have to watch him. I’m not doing this again.”

  “Yeah, I agree.” Jessy shuddered at the thought of how bad it could have been. “I’m not letting him anywhere near you. I’ll shadow you right onto the coping if I have to.”

  Mike nodded, petting his side. “When’s my next meet?”

  He chuckled. “Baby, you just got in the water again. It’s going to be months before you’re going to a meet. I tell you what, though. Give it a month and you can practice with the UT team again.”

  “I bet there’s only a few practices over the summer. The heavy racers are headed to training camp.” There was a little sorrow there, but not much. “Maybe we could head to the beach, train in the waves.”

  He thought about it. If Mike worked carefully over the next month, gradually built up his endurance, his muscles around that rotator cuff, he should be strong enough to play in the ocean.

  “That’s not a bad idea. Combine training with a bit of a vacation.”

  “Yeah? That would be cool.” Mike stretched, grinned, body sliding on his cock.

  He groaned and reached around, touching where their bodies met. “You still wanting, Mike? Still want my hand?”

  Mike flushed, nodded, ass gripping his cock tight.

  He moaned softly, cock throbbing. “Damn. Just the thought of that is sexy.”

  “Uh-huh. You ever done it before?”

  He shook his head. “No. That going to change your mind?”

  “No. I haven’t either.” Mike winked.

  He chuckled, moaning as that pushed his cock inside Mike. Mike leaned forward, licking his jaw, nibbling.

  “How you want to do this? On your back?”

  “I guess. That works. I don’t know. How do people do it?”

  “I don’t know, Mike, it’s not like I’ve sat in on a couple doing it or anything.”

  Mike laughed, and Jessy pulled his cock free as Mike’s brown eyes shone at him. Groaning, Jessy almost whimpered at the loss. “We’re going to need lube. Lots of it.”

  “That shouldn’t be too hard to find.” Mike leaned down, kissed him.

  “I sure as hell hope not.” He took Mike’s mouth, rolling them over to put Mike on the bottom.

  Mike inhaled, eyes dancing. “Pushy old man.”

  He snorted. “Says the pushy bottom.”

  “Pushy? Me?” Mike arched, pushing him blatantly. “No….”

  He laughed, pressing down against Mike, letting his lover take some of his weight. It felt like it had been forever.

  “Oh….” That sound was pure happy, need and want.

  He rubbed them together. “I want you, Mike. I want to hold you in my hand.”

  Mike’s big eyes went wide. “That sounds so fucking amazing, Jess. So huge.”

  He nodded and brought his hand up, making a fist where both he and Mike could see it. Mike brought it to his lips, kissing Jess’s knuckles.

  He groaned. “Sexy.”

  “Yours.”

  “Yeah. Oh, yeah.” He bent and kissed Mike, reaching to the side table for the tube of lube. Mike stroked the back of his head, so warm. “I love you, baby. Always.”

  Jessy slicked up his fingers generously and started sliding them along Mike’s crease. Mike spread for him, thighs parted, trembling just a little. Jessy kissed Mike’s belly and the tip of his cock, distracting him as he slid two fingers in.

  “Mmm…. Love you.” Mike moved, rocking slow and easy.

  “Uh-huh.” Jessy added another finger, still moving his mouth over Mike’s skin, licking Mike’s hot cock and then the sweet six-pack.

  Mike’s muscles jumped for him, the ring of muscles tightening around his fingers, squeezing. He hummed, opening up to take one of Mike’s nipples between his lips, sucking on it as he stretched Mike with three fingers.

  “Oh. Oh. Jess.” Mike arched, rocking between his mouth, his fingers.

  He bit quickly and went back to sucking, letting that distract Mike as he pushed his little finger in along with the three others. Mike took him, still relaxed, still moving, nipple hard as a stone.

  He licked his way up to Mike’s ear. “You amaze me, baby.”

  “Just love you.” Mike’s voice was raw, husky.

  A shudder moved through him. He was one lucky man.

  He let his hand slide out of Mike, stopped to lube it back up, and then looked into Mike’s dark eyes. “My whole hand now, Mike, okay?”

  “Okay. Yours. Yours, Jess.”

  “Hell, yes, baby. Mine through and through.”

  He curled his fingers over his thumb and began to push them in. Mike’s eyes held his, wide and dark, watching. Trusting him even as Mike’s legs shook. He kept pushing, kept insisting that his hand would fit, and Mike just opened up and proved him right. Slowly, oh, so slowly so he wouldn’t hurt his boy, he slid his hand into Mike’s tight heat.

  “Jess….” Mike’s lips parted, breath pushing out in a rush.

  “Yeah, baby. I know.” And then just like that his hand was in, Mike’s body so tight around his wrist.

  “Oh. Oh.” Mike shook, muscles fluttering around him wildly.

  “God, Mike. I…. Oh.” Wow. He couldn’t believe it.

  “You. You’re inside me.”

  “I am. I’m holding you, in the palm of my hand.” He kissed Mike softly.

  “Yes. Yes.” Mike’s eyes were warm, focused.

  He smiled down and wriggled his fingers.

  “Oh!” Mike shuddered, mouth open. “Jessy. So much.”

  “Too much?” He wouldn’t hurt Mike. Not for anything.

  “No. No. So much. S… so deep.”

  “Yeah. I can’t believe it.” Except he could. It was undeniable, the heat and tightness around him, the unbelievable softness of the inside of Mike’s body.

  Mike’s eyes closed, breath slowing, body relaxing as his baby focused, let him in. He kissed the closed lids, licking gently. He started to open and close his fingers, wanting to send Mike as high as he could.

  “Oh. Oh. Oh, I.” Mike arched, moving on his hand, riding his fucking hand.

  Jess whimpered. Fucking whimpered, rubbing his cock against Mike’s thigh as he worked with Mike. Mike groaned, hips bucking, sliding, taking him deeper and deeper.

  “Fuck, baby…. Amazing. Unbelievable.” He punctuated each word with a kiss, almost shaking himself from the intensity of what they were doing.

  Mike wasn’t talking anymore, just feeling, flushed and sweating, entire body rocking. Jessy watched for a while, moving his hand as Mike rocked, focus on Mike’s eyes, on Mike’s cock, on the place where his entire hand disappeared inside Mike’s body. Then he bent and licked at one of Mike’s nipples, then the other one, and then the tip of Mike’s long, hard cock.

  “Jessy.” Mike arched, gasping, body almost painfully tight around him.

  He moaned at the sound of his name, at the tightness of Mike’s body around his hand, Mike’s muscles ho
lding his wrist in a vise. Gently, not wanting to overload Mike, not yet, he took Mike’s prick all the way in. A soft keening filled the air, Mike just vibrating.

  He sucked hard, letting Mike’s own rocking motions send the long cock into the back of his throat. He moved his hand a little faster, pushing deep, stretching the tight ring of muscles on the down pull. Mike’s cock jerked, a low cry sounding as hot, bitter spunk filled his mouth. He swallowed Mike down, taking the pleasure into himself, whimpering as Mike’s body went impossibly tight around his hand. His whole body was on fire, responding eagerly to Mike’s.

  Mike panted, mouth open, eyes rolling. Jessy let Mike’s cock slide from his lips, kissing his way up to red lips to share the flavor of Mike’s pleasure with him. He got a soft little purr, Mike opening easily. He kept his hand where it was, deep inside Mike as he kissed his lover, working his cock against Mike’s thigh.

  “So beautiful, my Jess.” Mike slid his fingers over Jessy’s face, his shoulder.

  He cried out, pleasure shooting through him at Mike’s words, Mike’s touch. Heat sprayed from him over Mike’s thigh and he collapsed against his lover, panting. Mike cuddled in, holding him deep inside.

  They lay like that for a few minutes before he shifted and sighed. “I should come out.”

  Mike’s body squeezed. “You have to?”

  “I think I do. If I stay inside you and fall asleep and try to roll over, I could hurt you pretty badly.”

  Mike winced. “Oh. Yeah. Ow.”

  Jessy chuckled softly and kissed Mike hard. God, he loved this boy—man. Loved him with everything he was. His mouth softened, the kiss gentle as he carefully slid his hand back out.

  Mike panted, groaning, spreading wide. “Oh, wow.”

  He stopped immediately. “You okay, Mike?” He reached for the tube of slick stuff and spread more around his wrist and Mike’s stretched hole.

  “It’s just…. Huge, Jess. Like you’re everywhere. Like there’s no room for anything but you.” Oh, fuck, didn’t that just make him want to stay like this for the rest of their fucking lives?

  He kissed Mike again and continued sliding his hand away. Mike’s body held him tight, seeming loath to let him go, but then, suddenly, he was out, air feeling strange on his skin. Mike groaned, chest heaving, legs splayed. He stroked Mike’s belly, murmuring softly, just nonsense words of love and care, soothing.

  Mike hummed, eyes closing, smiling. “Love you, Jess.”

  He nodded. “Yeah, baby. I love you too.”

  After Mike fell asleep, Jessy got up and cleaned up, then returned to the bedroom. He settled on the bed and curled around Mike, holding his lover, his life in his hands.

  MIKE DOZED for a while, every nerve in his body lit up and buzzing. He could still feel Jess touching him, spreading him. Holding him. Fuck.

  He got out of the bed, sliding a hand along Jess’s back, petting.

  Jess purred and turned, reaching out to grab his arm. “Where are you going?”

  He opened his mouth to say “the pool,” then thought better of it. “Just wandering.”

  “Come back to bed.” It wasn’t an order, more a lazy request.

  “Mmm….” He could do that. He slid back against Jess, cuddling, rubbing. “Hey.”

  Jess smiled, eyes warm, hands on his back even warmer. “Hey.”

  He leaned and started licking, moaning at the taste of Jess’s mouth. Jess opened up for him, fingers dancing on his skin, the solid body cradling him.

  “Mmm.” This was one of the most perfect places on Earth.

  “You feeling okay?” Jess asked, fingers ghosting over the bottom of his ass.

  He shivered, a shot of lightning going straight to his prick. “Oh, yeah.”

  “Oh, you should see the look on your face, baby. One hundred percent need.”

  “I feel all awake. I can still feel you.”

  Jess nodded. “Yeah, I can still feel you wrapped tight around my hand. It was something else—you’re something else.”

  “I’m yours.” Mike brushed their lips together, grinned. “Even if you keep me under-caffeinated.”

  Jess laughed. “Christ, Mike, are you ever going to let the caffeine thing go?”

  “Nope.” He winked, chuckled. “You know I’m just playing with you, right? I don’t even remember what the sodas taste like anymore.”

  That had Jess laughing harder. “I know you’re just playing. I also know that the minute I relax that rule you’re going to buy yourself the biggest Dr Pepper you can find and follow it up with a bag of donuts and some coffee.”

  “Oh…. Donuts.” He hid his grin. “There’s a new Krispy Kreme down the street….”

  Jess chuckled. “I’ll have to try it out. Still not on your list of approved foods, though.” Jessy winked, pinched his ass.

  “Evil man.” Mike grinned, wiggled. As much as he bitched, Jess’s rules kept him from hurting, from puking his lungs out.

  Jess just nodded, hands sliding on his skin, coming back to tease his ass again and again. “I have a reputation as a hard-ass to protect.”

  Every time Jess’s fingers got near his hole, he gasped. “My hard-ass.”

  “Well, yeah.” Jess rolled him suddenly, spreading his legs with a knee so Jess could settle between them. “Just like you’re mine.”

  “I’m not a hard-ass.”

  Jess laughed, and Mike loved the way that face looked in happiness. “You sure?”

  He wriggled, clenching, gasping as that sent pleasure through him. “Uh-huh.”

  Jess purred. “I want to fuck you while you’re still like this.”

  “Oh. Okay. Yeah.” His hips jerked, his body needing to be filled. “Gonna plug me after, Jess? Keep me full?”

  Jess’s blue eyes went hot. “Fuck yes.” Jess nipped at his earlobe. “I want to watch you swimming with it in.”

  “Oh, fuck.” He groaned, rubbing now, body aching.

  “Yeah. I know how you feel.” Jess’s mouth covered his, hand sliding across his belly and then down to stroke the skin behind his balls. “Feels like you’re on fire down here.”

  “Uh-huh. Empty. Fuck, Jess. I’m empty.”

  “I’ll fill you up, baby.” Jess reached for the lube and then slid two fingers into him. “Oh, fuck, you’re hot.”

  He pressed down, the brush of knuckles against his hole making him buck and shudder. “Oh, sweet fuck. Feels so good.”

  Jess stretched and fucked him with those fingers. “You’re tight but open. You’re going to feel amazing around my cock.”

  He was close to begging for it, needing it. “Jess. Love.”

  “Yeah, baby, I’m not going to leave you wanting.” Jess stroked himself a couple of times and then guided the fat cock to his hole, pushing in. “Oh, fuck.”

  “Yes….” Things went white-hot and needy, his entire body rocking.

  “Oh, fuck.” Jess repeated the words, pushing into him with long, slow thrusts.

  He rode hard, eyes rolling, desperate. “Oh, love. Faster. I can’t wait.”

  Jess wrapped one of his hands around Mike’s cock, Jess’s thrusts getting harder, faster, filling him over and over again. Then Jessy pressed his other arm against Mike’s neck, adding pressure against his windpipe. That’s all it took and he groaned, arching as he came, squeezing Jess’s cock. Jess shouted, eyes going wide, and more heat filled him.

  “Wow.” He stretched up, held Jess to him.

  Jess nodded, resting against him. “Yeah. Wow.”

  He just held on, panting, breathing hard, periodically squeezing Jess’s cock. Jess responded with a moan each time he did, hands sliding on his skin.

  “So sexy.” He felt beautiful, sensual.

  “You are,” murmured Jess, dropping his head to Mike’s shoulder, licking and breathing him in. “Which plug do you want? The big one today?”

  He nodded, moaning low. “Yeah. Yeah, Jess.” God, he was a slut.

  Of course that look on Jess’s face was worth it, the l
ook which was wanton and needy and said he was Jess’s entire focus. He blushed, preened, so pleased. All Jess’s.

  He was given a hard kiss, Jess sliding out of him. Then his lover went to the wardrobe and came back with a large, heavy plug.

  He watched, eyelids drooping. “You remember the first time you used that?”

  Jess’s chuckle was husky, sexy. “You kept telling me I was crazy.”

  “I was probably right.”

  Jess laughed outright at that and wagged the plug at him. “You not only took it, Mike, you just took my hand. Now who’s the crazy one?”

  He chuckled, spreading his legs wide. “You. Definitely you.”

  Jess just grinned and lubed up the plug, dropping the fingers of one hand to tease along Mike’s crease, to push into him. Mike shifted, trying to tighten up, to squeeze.

  Jess tsked. “Just let me get you slick again, baby, and get this in you.”

  “Mmm… yeah.” God, he was hot.

  Jess didn’t linger, and soon the unyielding coolness of the plug pushed at him, warming quickly from his heat. He drew his legs up, panting a little. Jess’s free hand landed on his stomach, fingers stroking as that plug pushed inexorably in. A groan pushed out of him, and he started rocking, fucking himself on the plug, taking it in a bit at a time.

  “Christ. Baby.” Jess moaned, whimpered at the sight of him.

  “For you. Nobody else. Nobody ever.”

  A growl met his words, and the plug pushed the rest of the way in. “Mine.”

  Mike’s eyes rolled, dropping a hand to pump his cock as his body was filled. “Yes.”

  Jess settled the plug inside him, then wrapped a hand around his and took it away from his cock. “Not yet. I want to watch you swim first. Besides, haven’t you had enough for a couple hours?”

  “You’re the one making me need, Jess.” He squeezed his asscheeks together, hips shifting.

  “Me? What am I doing?” Jess’s blue eyes were happy, though, a smug smile playing across Jess’s lips.

  He sat up, pounced his lover. “What are you doing?”

  Jess laughed. “Trying to talk you into getting into the pool so I can watch you swim with that thing inside you.”

  He moaned, licked Jess’s ear. “Perv.”