Pour Me Another - 20. Surprises in the dark

The apartment was dark when Asher and Michael returned from the park. As the door swung open, Asher dropped his keys to the floor with a metallic thud, and roughly pressed Michael’s shoulders against the wooden door. It slammed closed under the force of their combined weight.

Lightning flashed, sending silvery light dancing across the room before pitching them back into darkness.

Asher threaded his fingers through Michael’s wet hair, slightly yanking handfuls of dark locks as he pulled his head close enough for their mouths to meet. Michael’s eyes fluttered closed with a moan. A deep throaty chuckle rumbled Asher’s chest as he thrust his hips forward, pinning Michael to the apartment door. He deepened their kiss while grinding their bodies together.

“That feels incredible,” Michael murmured against Asher’s lips. He skimmed his fingers down Asher’s back, squeezing Asher’s ass when he reached his jeans.

The moist heat of Michael’s mouth sent shivers racing down Asher’s spine. Their breath mingled, hearts pounded, wet bodies pressed together.

Asher growled, “I want you.”

Nipping at Michael’s bottom lip until the man trembled in his arms, Asher pulled the swollen piece of flesh between his teeth and bit it again. The noises filling the living room were animal. Michael was a wild man grunting and tearing at Asher’s wet clothes.

“I have to feel you. I need to touch your skin,” Michael said as he fumbled with Asher’s shirt.

“Not so fast, babe,” Asher chuckled and stepped out of Michael’s frantic reach. Forcing Michael’s back against the door. “Stay,” Asher teased Michael as he awkwardly removed his own shirt and dropped the wet fabric to the floor with a playful wink.

Another flash of lightning lit up the night sky. Michael’s eyes scanned over Asher’s body illuminated by the storm. “You’re so fucking sexy,” Michael whispered as he grabbed Asher by the waist of his pants and pulled their bodies together. His fingers started to feather through Asher’s hair before Asher suddenly stopped him.

Asher caught Michael’s hands, lifted them to his lips, pressing kisses to the back of each knuckle. “You just keep amazing me,” Asher’s lips vibrated on Michael’s skin. The sensation brought a moan from deep within Michael.

A seductive grin curled across Asher’s face when without warning, he quickly dropped to his knees. Asher’s heart raced kneeling in front of Michael. He quickly unfastened Michael’s belt, followed by the button on his pants, and lastly the metal zipper was lowered inch by painfully slow inch. Michael was already hard. His erection strained against his cotton briefs and bounced when Asher freed it. Michael threw his head back and hissed at the intimate touch.

Before sliding Michael’s pants down, Asher lightly ran his fingers along Michael’s hard shaft. “Oh god, Asher,” Michael choked, “Please don’t tease me.” His voice was strained and raspy.

Asher let his fingers linger for a moment, but he didn’t wait long. Instead, he grabbed the pants at Michael’s hips and slid them down, controlling his movements, skimming his fingers over Michael’s trembling thighs as he pulled the material lower.

From between Michael’s legs, Asher watched the man’s face for any objections. Michael stood completely exposed in front of Asher. His sultry eyes were crescent, and his breath came in short, sweet gasps.

Heat radiated off Michael’s hard body. Sculpted flesh quivered before Asher’s eyes. With one hand, Asher explored Michael’s throbbing shaft as the other squeezed Michael’s round butt. With a firm nudge on Michael’s tight ass, his cock bounced closer to Asher’s watering mouth. The silky drops on Michael’s dick coated Asher’s lips as he pressed a kiss to the wide head. Asher swirled his tongue across the dripping slit for a few swipes before he sucked the swollen flesh into his mouth.

Michael trembled where he stood. His head fell back as he grunted indistinguishable sounds. Asher moaned with his lips wrapped tightly around Michael’s shaft. He slowly pulled back until just the wide rim of Michael’s dickhead kept him from popping free of his mouth before sliding him back in. The musky scent of Michael filled Asher’s nose.

With Asher’s skilled mouth it didn’t take long until Michael was panting and shaking on the balls of his feet. Firmly squeezing Michael’s heavy balls in the palm of his hand nearly sent Michael over the edge. Michael tangled his fingers through Asher’s wet hair while he bucked his hips, pumping his dick harder into Asher’s hot throat.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” Michael said trying to pull out, but Asher held him tighter as he began to unload in Asher’s mouth. Michael grunted while he spurted stream after hot delicious stream of thick cum across Asher’s tongue. Three and four shots quickly turned into seven, eight, and nine. Asher’s heart raced. He savored the feeling of Michael’s cock trembling in his mouth.

The tremors in Michael’s legs continued after his dick stopped pulsing between Asher’s lips. Asher wasn’t quick to swallow Michael’s cum, instead he closed his eyes letting the tangy flavor coat his tongue.

Climbing to his feet, Asher kissed Michael. It was a deep, claiming kiss, parting Michael’s lips so the man could taste himself. It was demanding. Michael stiffened for a moment before grabbing the sides of Asher’s face and plunging his tongue into the darkest recesses of Asher’s mouth searching for more of his heady taste.

“Nobody’s ever swallowed before,” Michael panted against Asher’s sticky lips.

Asher cocked his head to the side and smiled. “You just hadn’t found the right lover before now.”

“I’m sorry it was so quick.”

Lacing his fingers with Michael’s, Asher purred against his ear, “Don’t worry babe, we have all night for seconds and thirds…and fourths,” Asher said with a wink as he led Michael towards the bedroom.

The lamp on the nightstand cast an amber hue over the bed when Asher switched it on. In the soft light, Asher noticed that Michael was frozen at the foot of the bed. He traced his fingers across the patterns on the green bedspread, but didn’t move any closer. Michael looked lost in thought as he took long steady breaths.

Michael Waters was gorgeous. In the dim light and with Michael’s dark hair a disheveled mess, he was breathtakingly handsome. Asher’s heart skipped a beat, watching Michael. He wanted this man more than he had wanted anything in his entire life, but he was suddenly worried about scaring Michael away by moving too fast. It made Asher’s stomach twist in knots to think about losing Michael, and he silently resolved not to rush him.

“If you’re having second thoughts, I’ll understand,” Asher whispered beside Michael’s ear, making the man jump. It was obvious that Michael was extremely nervous about what was coming next. “We don’t have to do everything tonight.”

“No,” Michael sputtered, “It’s not that…it’s just…”

Asher placed his hands on Michael’s shoulder and turned him so they were standing face to face. “Look, if you’re not ready yet--”

“Believe me, Ash, I am ready for this, but I’m just not sure what I’m supposed to do. I’ve been waiting so long for you! Patiently waiting for your injuries to heal and I’ve even fantasized about this a hundred times, but now we’re here and I don’t know where to start.” Michael quietly admitted.

Asher’s heart leaped in his chest. He smiled and gave Michael a tender kiss. “It’s alright, we’ll take it as slow as you need and I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do, I promise.”

Michael nodded his dark head.

It only took a second for Asher to quickly remove his pants and the rest of his clothes. He tossed them to the floor. Michael’s hooded eyes watched every move. They stood naked, chest to chest, as another flash of lightning lit up the sky outside the windows, opaque from the heavy rain.

“It’s raging outside.” Michael said, glancing at the water streaming down the glass pane.

“It’s raging in here.” Asher countered.

Michael silenced Asher with his lips. The kiss was unexpectedly hard and passionate. As they kissed, they slowly moved toward the bed. Asher lowered Michael to the mattress without breaking contact with his body.

Hands stroked. Backs arched. Hips rocked. They were a tangle of hot sweaty flesh. Kissing long, deep, all-consuming kisses until their heads spun from lack of oxygen.

Asher was the first to break their connection. Michael whimpered his disapproval, but beamed when Asher rolled him onto his back and straddled his waist. Asher eagerly explored Michael’s body. Sucking one hard nipple into his mouth while firmly twisting the other pert bud between his fingers, a playful pinch brought a surprised yelp from Michael.

“Cheeky bastard.” Michael laughed.

Asher bit at the pebbled flesh, taut with excitement. When Asher shifted position to pull the other nipple into his mouth for the same lavish treatment, Michael shuddered underneath him. He noticed that Michael’s body moved in tempo with his tongue. While Asher swirled the hard bud with his tongue, Michael’s hips stirred in small circles rubbing his dripping dick against Asher’s stomach.

Releasing the swollen little nub, Asher kissed a path from Michael’s sternum to his navel, stopping occasionally to lick the ridges along his abdomen. Michael laughed and tried to stop Asher when his tongue dipped into his belly button, but Asher caught his wrists and pulled his hands away from his body.

“Naughty boy,” Asher teased, trapping Michael’s hands by his side. He knew that Michael could have easily broken free of his weakened grip; instead, Michael bucked his hips, lifting both of them off the bed.

“I need to touch you,” Michael moaned.

“Soon--”

Asher was cut off when Michael unexpectedly flipped him onto his back.

“Now,” Michael playfully growled as he took control. His lips were feverish as he led a trail from Asher’s mouth to his neck. Michael sucked on the tender flesh, bringing red marks to the surface of Asher’s skin. Tilting his head, Asher gave Michael better access to his throat.

Asher’s body was on fire. He was on the edge. He loved the feeling of nearing the brink and receding, but there was no way he would be able to continue at this pace without releasing the pressure, so he moved Michael’s hands to his painfully swollen erection. Without any direction, Michael circled Asher’s hard shaft and started pumping it.

Lightning flashed, making Michael’s dark eyes sparkle in the silvery light. Asher was enjoying watching Michael stroke his manhood, when he did something unexpected; Michael leaned down and covered the head of Asher’s cock with his mouth.

“Jesus, Mike!” Asher words were strangled. “You could have given me some warning.”

As Michael slid only the crown of Asher’s swollen dick in and out of his mouth, Asher thrashed his head back and forth and arched his back off the mattress. His eyes closed. He bit his lip. His hips thrust in hard involuntary snaps. The muscles corded in his neck, causing the jugular vein to pop. Asher exploded. Michael took the first spurt in his mouth before quickly pumping the rest of the creamy load across Asher’s stomach.

Michael’s fingers alternated between a tight and loose grip as he milked every drop from Asher’s quivering dick. With the last glop dangling in a thick strand from Asher’s quivering dickhead, Michael caught the drop with his thumb and swept it across Asher’s cherry cap.

Convulsing from the sensitive touch, Asher mumbled, “Shit, Mikie, that was a big surprise” His body continued to quake as his heavy eyelids fluttered closed with his body sated for the moment.

…To Be Continued

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