Sweat | By : Forever Category: M through R > Queer As Folk Views: 2675 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ben climbed out of bed carefully, trying not to wake Michael but as always, Michael stirred. He opened one eye, looking at the clock. Seven am on a Saturday morning. He opened the other eye and watched Ben walking from the room, naked except for his pyjama pants, which were slung low on his hips.
He felt his cock twitch and hoped that Ben would be back in the warmth of their bed soon He turned his thoughts to what needed doing over the weekend. Hunter was spending it at a friend’s house and he admitted he was looking forward to a quiet time with Ben. But not too quiet he decided when Ben walked back into their bedroom.
"Come back to bed!" Michael said, pulling the covers back.
"In a minute." Ben replied.
Michael pouted and pulled the covers back over himself, snuggling under them, keeping one eye on Ben, who proceeded to drop to the floor and start doing push ups.
"What the hell are you doing?" Michael said, sitting up.
"My back’s a bit stiff this morning so thought this might help."
"I have a much better way to get rid of a sore back." Michael leered.
"Why doesn’t that surprise me!" Ben answered, laughing loudly.
Michael continued to watch Ben, licking his lips as he saw small beads of sweat appear on his husband’s chest. The desire to lick them off was over powering and his cock was in serious need of attention.
"Ben….come back to bed please!" Michael begged.
"What’s the matter baby?" Ben asked, a smile on his lips as he stood, stretching.
Michael watched the muscles in Ben’s arms contract and caught a glimpse of his blond pubic hair above his pyjama pants.
"I swear if you don’t get into bed right now Ben Bruckner, I will not be held accountable for my actions.!" Michael almost growled.
Ben pulled back the covers and jumped in next to Michael, his hand moving down to Michael’s cock.
"I see the problem." He grinned, slowly stroking it as he leaned in and covered Michael’s mouth with his. Michael sighed into the kiss, letting his tongue explore Ben’s mouth as his hand moved down his back, tugging at his pjyama pants.
Ben pulled away from Michael and pushed him onto his back, rubbing the palm of his hands over Michael’s nipples until they were rock hard before moving down his body until he reached his cock. Michael lifted his hips, pushing himself against Ben’s hand, his cock throbbing.
"Fuck me Ben…..please!" Michael begged and he felt himself being picked up and turned around. Ben pulled his pjyama pants off then knelt behind him, his fingers moving round the soft skin of Michael’s hole. Michael pushed himself back onto them as he reached round, pulling Ben to him, running his tongue over his lips before pushing his mouth open and devouring it.
When they finally broke for air, Ben reached for the lube, squeezing some onto his fingers before pushing two into Michael, opening him up slowly. Every movement from Ben’s fingers sending shivers through Michael’s body. He reached out, grabbing the headboard for support, his cock beginning to ooze pre-cum.
"You want me baby?" Ben whispered in his ear as he ran his tongue around the curves of it before nipping at Michael’s neck, leaving his mark.
Michael managed to stammer out a mumbled yes as he heard Ben rip open a condom. Ben ran the tip of his cock around Michael’s hole, ignoring the moans from Michael, feeling slightly guilty for teasing him. He used one hand to guide himself into Michael’s tight little ass as his other moved down Michael’s body, wrapping itself around his cock.
He kept his movements even, pushing himself deeply into the warmth of Michael’s hole as he stroked his cock. Michael reached around, grabbing Ben’s ass pushing him deeper inside of him as he felt his orgasm almost upon him. Ben’s movements quickened, his thrusts became harder as the pressure grew. Michael’s body slammed back against Ben’s as his orgasm hit and he shot his load over the bed. Ben pushed once more into Michael, his fingers digging into Michael’s creamy white skin, and he cried out as he came.
He grabbed hold of Michael pulling him onto the bed, covering his body with his as they both struggled to get their breath back.
Ben removed the condom, throwing it onto the floor and took Michael into his arms.
Michael looked up at him.
"How’s your back?" He grinned, brushing a strand of damp hair from Ben’s face.
"I think it needs some warm water on it." Ben replied, winking at his husband. "Wanna shower?"
Michael grinned back at him, before grabbing the lube and box of condoms and jumping out of bed, running to the bathroom with Ben at his heels.
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