Devil's Effect

Avoiding Reality Part 1

It was easy to read the signals after so many years together. Mike planted his hand on one side of Chester's head and crawled over on top of him, hovering between his legs. "I don't want to hurt your leg," he whispered, dropping kisses on Chester's face. "Tell me if you need me to help you move it."

"It's fine," Chester assured him, tilting his chin up to kiss Mike's neck. "I can move my leg, it's just my silly ankle." He pressed his lips to his lover's warm skin. He slid both hands down Mike's bare sides, his fingertips teasing under the waistband of his boxers.

Mike balanced his weight on one arm and moved his hand to touch Chester's cheek. "I know I keep asking, but I don't want you to do anything you'll regret later." He ran one fingertip over Chester's bottom lip as he looked into his eyes. "It's the last time I'll ask this morning, I promise. Can we make love, Ches? I want to make you feel good." Part of Mike knew that Chester wouldn't say no, but there was always a chance that he'd stop them.

Chester brought one hand up, laying it on the side of Mike's face. "Hey," he whispered, "I already told you what I want. I'm not going to regret anything...so are you asking for me or for you?" He stroked his fingers lightly into Mike's beard. "We can always make love, Mike, just make sure that's what you want." He picked his head up so he could reach Mike's lips, plopping a chaste kiss to them.

"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't what I wanted." Mike let his body sink down into Chester's, getting a little bit of friction going as he moved his hips. He couldn't put words to his feelings, he only knew that he was pulled to Chester in a way that he had never been pulled to anyone else. Considerations of whether that was right or wrong due to the relationship he'd started with Jason weren't part of Mike's thoughts or feelings. Everything felt as though it clicked into place when he was with Chester, and all Mike could think about was showing that love to him.

He could feel Chester's body clinging to him as he rubbed their lower halves together, the sensations impeded by the underwear they both still had on. It was fine, for the moment. Mike knew he'd have to get up and go downstairs to dig around for lube in a minute, which was a huge inconvenience. He was already half hard and it wouldn't be long before he'd have Chester ready to go, too. He knew exactly where to touch and kiss to make that happen, and he closed his eyes to drag his lips across Chester's collarbone and then his shoulder. "I love you. This is right where I want to be."

Chester's hurt ankle was still on the bed, but his good leg was up. His knee was bent and a second later he curled his leg over Mike's back as they shifted together on the bed, their cocks pressed together. "I love you, too," he panted between kisses to Mike's face and neck. One arm was slung over his lover's shoulder as he lifted his hips now and again to add in extra friction and connection. "Fuck, you're making me wet," he managed to say just as a hit of arousal ran through him when Mike rubbed against him in just the right way. Chester opened his eyes to look up, the familiar sight of the slowly spinning ceiling fan bringing a smile to his face.

Mike smiled against Chester's skin. "Good." He let his lips go lower and then he licked one of Chester's nipples and blew a little stream of air on it, watching it harden up and the goosebumps rise around it. "I've got to go get us some lube. I should do it now before I can't make myself get up." He lifted his head and looked at the other nipple, which looked sad without his attention. Mike licked at it and then grazed his teeth over it and smiled when they both matched. Two hard little pink nubs that he wanted to tease. "Think you can get your underwear off by yourself while I do that?"

Chester's smile was up to his eyes. "Well I could," he laughed, as he lifted Mike's chin to look at him. "But I hate to let you go." He pushed Mike's long hair from his eyes. "But I guess I have to. I'll be naked when you get back." He touched one finger to Mike's nose. "Promise."