Making Up For Lost Time | By : Forever Category: M through R > Queer As Folk Views: 1518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Michael looked around their bedroom. Everything was in place, except Ben. He glanced at the clock – six – he should be home soon.
He had talked, well, bribed Hunter, into going to his Mother’s for the night, and thinking about Ben’s reaction, knew it was worth the money.
The hundreds of small candles sent warm soft lights around the room, and he had put, what Hunter called romantic crap, in the CD player, and the music was playing softly in the background. Ben would probably laugh but he didn’t care. His husband had been working long hours for the past two weeks, grading mid term exams had kept him up late into the night, and Michael wanted to do something special to celebrate the end of term. Not to mention he was as horny as hell. It wasn’t only their day to day life that had suffered, but their sex life as well.
He heard the front door slam and with a last look around, ran down stairs and into Ben’s arms before he had a chance to put his briefcase down.
"Now that’s what I call a welcome home." Ben said, as he stood Michael back on his feet a wide smile on his face.
"And it’s only the beginning." Michael replied, looking up at his husband.
"Really?" Ben said "Tell me more."
Michael grabbed Ben’s hand and pulled him upstairs and into their bedroom.
"Mmmm……" Ben said, looking around the room. "What exactly do you have planned?"
"Well, first of all I thought I would do this." Michael said, as he slowly unbuttoned Ben’s shirt, kissing each piece of his skin as it was exposed.
Ben sighed as Michael’s tongue flicked over his nipples. The urge to pick up his husband and throw him onto the bed was one that Ben was fighting as Michael’s fingers traced their way around the top of his jeans before unzipping them. Ben stepped out of them as Michael pulled them down his legs.
Michael looked at Ben, a gleam in his eyes.
"Looks like you’re pleased to see me." Michael laughed as he ran his fingers up the length of the rock hard cock straining to be free from Ben’s briefs.
"You have no idea." Ben managed to stammer out as Michael’s hand moved inside his briefs and wrapped itself around his cock.
Before Michael realized what had happened Ben had picked him up and dropped him on their bed, pulling off his clothes at amazing speed.
"That’s better." Ben stated as he took Michael into his arms, running his hands down his back.
Michael smiled as he pushed Ben onto his back and rolled on top of him, grinding himself against Ben.
"Want me to fuck you, baby?" Ben whispered in Michael’s ear.
Michael sat up a smile crossing his lips as he reached out into the bedside draw removing a bottle of oil. Ben watched Michael remove the lid and pour a small amount in his hands and proceeded to run them over Ben’s chest.
Ben let out a soft moan as Michael’s hands moved their way down his body, stopping at the tender skin on the inside of his thighs before fingering his balls.
The soft light threw shadows around the room, illuminating Michael’s face, and Ben felt an overpowering surge of love for his husband.
"Come here!" Ben growled pulling Michael on top of him.
Michael rubbed himself against Ben, the soothing oil making a slicking noise as their bodies moved together. Michael reached up, pulling Ben’s face to him and finding his mouth, tracing his tongue over his lips before forcing it open and exploring it with his tongue.
Ben moaned into the kiss as his hands explored Michael’s body, until they were left breathless.
Michael sat up and looked down at his husband, a gleam in his eyes, as he reached for the lube, squeezing some onto his fingers and running them around the outer edge of Ben’s hole, his eyes never leaving Ben’s face, watching his eyes close slightly and a look of satisfaction cross his face.
Michael pushed two fingers into Ben, opening him up the way he liked it, hard and fast, and he felt Ben pushing down on his fingers as they explored his hole. When he hit his prostate, Ben let out a load moan, and Michael leaned in silencing it with his mouth as his fingers continued their work.
Ben threaded his fingers through Michael’s thick hair, small sighs escaping his lips until he couldn’t stand it any longer. He pulled Michael face from his.
"Michael please…."
"You want me to stop?" Michael grinned.
"No." Ben stammered as Michael’s fingers hit his prostate dead on, causing his hips to buck against Michael’s body.
Michael removed his fingers and reached for a condom. He ripped it open with his teeth and rolled it onto his cock which was twitching as it neared Ben’s hole.
Michael knelt in front of Ben then lifted his legs onto his shoulders and without missing a beat guided himself into Ben’s ass, a contended sigh coming from him as he pushed himself deeper into Ben. Topping Ben was not something that happened often for no other reason that he loved the feel of Ben’s cock deep inside of him, but every now and then he had the urge to fuck his husband hard and long. He knew Ben enjoyed the occasional change of roles too and teased Michael afterwards about him not wanting to be his bottom boy anymore although he knew that would never happen. Being fucked by Ben was the best feeling in the world.
Michael kept his movements steady as he began to fuck Ben, and a smile crossed his face as he watched his husband bring his hand down and begin to stroke his cock. He knew he wasn’t going to last long, the combination of a week without sex and watching Ben jerk himself off was almost too much to bear, and he felt his balls tighten as his thrusts became deeper and harder. His orgasm almost upon him, Michael licked his dry lips when Ben’s body shuddered beneath him as he came, Michael slammed once more into Ben before his orgasm hit with such force that he collapsed on top of Ben his body shaking in his lover’s arms.
Ben pulled him closer, their sweat covered bodies glistening in the moonlight which shone from the window as they caught their breaths.
Ben lifted Michael’s chin, kissing him softly.
"What a perfect welcome home." He whispered as he rocked Michael in his arms. Michael smiled back at him, and snuggled up against his husband. He had more plans for the evening but would let Ben get his strength back first he decided. After all they had a week of sex to make up for.
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