I grabbed the hand Mikey was using to jack me off and brought it to my other nipple. The new sexual awareness was too good and I wanted to double the pleasure.
“You like that?” he asked, gripping my other nipple while I stroked my hard cock.
“Un-huh,” I panted. “I wanna shoot. Please don’t stop,” I begged.
Mikey had each of my nipples between a thumb and a finger, twisting and squeezing as I jacked my cock. The head was purple and angry. Playing with my meat a third time in less than an hour was a lot for me.
“Go ahead and shoot,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “I’m so fuckin’ close too.”
With my eyes closed and I rested my head against his shoulder. Between him gnawing on my neck, twisting my nipples, and me jacking my dick, my brain’s pleasure center was nearing a nuclear meltdown.
“Mmmm,” I hummed, pulling on my nut sack while I jerked off. “Fuck yes, stud. Ohhh, fuuuccckkk.”
My third load blasted out and sprayed the shower wall when my hand shot out to brace myself against the cool tiles to prevent myself from collapsing into a pile of overstimulated flesh. Mikey’s hands left my nipples and hewrapped his arms around my waist and slammed into me, pumping over and over as he attempted to reach the same point.
“Jesus H. Christ, Coop!” he yelled. “Fuck, your ass is so fuckin’ hot.”
“Come on, stud. Give it to me. Fuck your boy,” I moaned, gripping his arms as they held me closely
By then Mikey had lifted me from the shower floor with his brute strength and pounded away between my legs. I’d known he was strong before, but the excitement that flooded my filthy mind as he held me up like a sack of potatoes was exhilarating.
“Fuuuccckkk,” he gasped, a growl erupting from him. He panted like a wild animal when he released his load. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Ugghhhh,” he groaned.
He set me down, his forehead resting against my shoulder as he inhaled and then exhaled like he’d just ran a marathon. It took him a minute to catch his breath. I could feel his heartbeat against my back.
I turned around and wrapped my arms around his waist, he leaned down and put his head back on my shoulder, still catching his breath.
I was suddenly embarrassed by my behavior. I’d never acted so naughty in front of anyone before. “Um,” I began, my face flushing deeper than the hot red after that session. “I guess I was a bit . . . um . . . sorry, Mikey.”
He lifted his head from my shoulder to face me. “Whatever the fuck that was, Coop. I mean, whoever, whatever, bring it on.”
“You sure?”
“I’m totally sure,” he stated. “That was fucking hot,” he added.
“What are we gonna do now,” I asked, hoping for a fourth time as soon as we could both pop another boner. I knew I was good to go with little trouble.
“Wanna go to prom?” he asked, grinning like the cat that ate the canary.
“For real?”
“Why not? You’ve always wanted to go.”
“You’d seriously do that?” I asked. I reached for his hand. “You’d actually go to the dance? With me?”
“On one condition,” he said.
Here we go.My heart sank. I was afraid this was too good to be true. “Okay.”
“I’ll only go if you’ll be my official date.”
“You sure?”
“I’ve seen you in your tux, Coop. I’m dead serious.”
“I’m nervous,” I admitted.
“Well, we can hide or we can rip the Band-Aid off and admit to the world what we are to each other.”
