Thinking he was gonna pull away he suprisingly wrapped his arms around my neck and kissed me back.

I picked him up still kissing him, and sat him on the desk that was beside us.

I could feel he was already hard.

I pulled away and looked at his dick.

"How are you already hard?"

He looked away.

"I just am."

He looked back and kissed me again.

I really did not know if Michael liked me or not.

I pulled away and looked at him.

"What about that guy you was flirting with? Don't you like him?"

He laughed.

Meanwhile I was confused as hell.

"No no, I like getting the satisfaction out of tricking them into thinking I love them and stuff."

"Oh.. So? Is that what your doing now-?"

I lowered my hand off his waist to his thighs about to walk away.

His smiled quickly went to a frown.

"No no! I could never do that to you.. I actually really love you. I just thought you did not love me back."

"Oh."

I kissed him but this time it was a french kiss.

I let my hands roam his body.

I grabbed the emds of his shirt and started to pull it up.

Once I took off his shirt I looked at the door.

I walked over to it and blocked the window and locked it.

I walked back over to Michael.

I took off my own shirt.

I kissed Michael's neck softly.

"Noah. I want you to be rough. As rough as you can be."

"Well, damn. Your a little bit of a whore aren't you?"

"Please continue calling me that."

"You like being called that?"

"Yes, it turns me on even more, or just turns me on if I am not already turned on. Not just whore, other things too."

"Oh. Alright."

"But can we pleaseee just get to the fun part!"

Well damn.

He's needy.

"Your really needy, Michael."

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