Page 100 of Heart

Chapter 24

They were barely in the door to George’s house in Cherrydale before they were kissing, removing clothing, and shuffling down the hall trying not to trip.

When they reached the bedroom, both were in nothing but socks and underwear, and George pinned Mikey up against the door.

“You’re so fucking sexy. Do you know how sexy you are? When I see you sing—especially in Italian—I don’t know. It’s like you reach into me on a primitive level, tapping something deep I didn’t know was there. It’s overwhelming. I just want to latch on and never let it go.”

Mikey was only half-hearing him. He was on his knees now, yanking George’s boxers down and taking him into his mouth.

“Mm. Uh, you keep doing that and we might not make it to the bed.”

Mikey’s laugh was muffled. He burrowed a moment longer before relenting, looking up while squeezing George’s cock tightly in his fist. “Will you make love to me, George?”

“Well, that’s a stupid question.”

Mikey shook his head. “No. I mean, you top me.”

George cocked his head. “Yeah, of course, I will, baby. I just... I didn’t think you were into it.”

“I wasn’t with others.” Mikey stood, leaning into him. “You’re different, George. Iwantyou in me. Iwantto be that close with you. Nothing in between. No condoms, nothing.”

“OK,” George said, treading a little lightly at the return visit of Mikey’s vulnerability. He hadn’t seen it in a while, had assumed maybe it had evaporated along with the early climax issue. He lifted Mikey’s chin tenderly, their eyes meeting. “Of course, I’m good with that Mikey. Anything you want.”

“We can log into my doctor portal. I can show you—”

“No worries. I trust you. And I haven’t been with anyone other than you since David. If you were wondering.”

“I wasn’t. I trust you too, George. And even though there were others before you, I wouldn’t let them get near me without a cock-sock.”

George chuckled. “You have a hot ass, babe. I’m ready for this.”

“I would have sooner, but you liked me on top. A lot. So, I wasn’t sure.”

“All good. Like I said, I’m vers... totally. I like both. And if you’re comfortableraw-doggingit, so am I.”

Mikey laughed. “You made that up.”

“Maybe. It made you smile,” He tapped Mikey on the nose. “I was only continuing with the cum-catchers because I thought it was helping you go longer.”

“It does, George. I just want to feel you in me.”

“Then let’s make that happen.” George stepped out of the underwear puddled at his feet, took Mikey’s hand, and led him to the bed.

Mikey finished undressing and crawled under the covers. George made a quick detour to the nightstand drawer for some lube and then joined him.

They spooned, George on the outside, holding Mikey and weaving his fingers through the fur of his chest. Mikey shimmied his rear into the nest of George’s groin, applying delicious pressure to the hardness there.

George pressed his face into Mikey’s back and shoulders, breathing in his scent, nuzzling his beard stubble against the bare skin, sandwiching his own furry front between them.

He got some lube on his fingers and he reached low, easing his hand into Mikey’s crevice. When he found the entrance, he circled there, lightly, before pressing just the tip in. Mikey sighed, squeezing at the intrusion, but George bit into his neck, softly, easing his finger further.

“Yeah,” Mikey trembled, moaning at the squirming probe. “Oh, that’s it.”

George kept at this, slowly, curling his finger and finding Mikey’s special spot.

“Ohhhh.”

“Yeah? Good. Let’s try another.”