Devil's Effect

Avoiding Reality Part 1

Mike kissed Chester's fingertip. "I'll be fast." He forced himself to get up, his body screaming at the loss of Chester's body heat, and he reached down to get his erection arranged so he could walk. "Get naked," he ordered playfully and then took off down the stairs. He knew there was lube in the bathroom, the only room that didn't have everything in it packed up and gone.

Upstairs, Chester was struggling with his underwear. This would have been easier before I was hard. He managed to get them off his hips, being extra careful, before pulling his good leg out. He sat up, and leaned forward as he unlaced them from his leg and around his bandaged ankle and foot. He let out a triumphant sigh of relief and then tossed them over to the empty top of the nightstand.

He looked toward the stairs, but he couldn't see or hear Mike. His next move was an impulse. Logistics of how to make it work shot through his mind before he could even comprehend the decision he was making. He scooted himself around, his legs off the side of the bed before twisting to get up on his knees. He was close enough to the edge, that his ankle was hanging in the air. He waited, up on his hands and knees for a second as he did a few test moves. He wiggled his ass and spread his legs a little further apart. He moved his hips in the same motion he knew Mike's thrusts would be pushing him, and his ankle had no issue with any of it. "Cool." He mumbled to himself before he looked over his shoulder.

Already Chester could feel anticipation flowing through his fingers and his dick. Making love to Mike on his back, where they could kiss and go slow and look each other in the eyes was amazing, but a quick romp from behind was also outstanding. Chester shut his eyes, his hips swaying back and forth as he started to hum while he waited.

It took Mike less than a minute to locate the lube and then he was back across the loft. He looked out the windows on the way back to the stairs and smiled. The sun rise was throwing shades of pink and orange out over the ocean and it was a moment he would have stopped and watched if Chester hadn't been waiting upstairs. Naked. I hope. He was too eager to get back to what they had been doing. With the lube in his left hand he climbed the stairs, coming to a dead halt when he saw Chester's naked ass facing him. A grin popped over his face before he could stop it. "Ches, what are you doing?" His right hand went straight to the front of his boxers to stroke himself as he looked at the appealing sight in front of him.

Chester looked over his shoulder and batted his eyes. "Come and get me, Sexy Boy." He puckered his lips and made a kissing sound. "I told you I missed all of you...and that includes moments like this." He shook his little ass with a laugh.

"You're a mess," Mike said even though he was quickly getting out of his boxers. "And you know I can't resist a sight like that. You are so fucking sexy." He was right up behind Chester in a heartbeat, kicking away his boxers and popping open the lube, all at one time. He poured a decent amount into his hand, but instead of using it on himself, he leaned over, nestling his dick between Chester's butt cheeks as he went around Chester's hip and smoothed his slick hand over his cock instead. He felt the shudder through his lover's body as he stroked him slowly, his thumb and finger making a tight ring at the top to tease Chester's mushroom head. "How's that feeling?" he husked, his lips grazing along Chester's shoulder.

"Fantastic," was the only word to come out of Chester's mouth, everything else was a moan or grunt. Mike's hand knew exactly what it was doing, where to tug, to put pressure, to rub against. He felt Mike's thumb slide back and forth over his slit, making him leak even more, and Chester pushed his ass back up against the hard cock behind him. It was a double assault, and it had his fingernails digging into the mattress. His heart was pumping as he wiggled and pushed back again, wanting the contact and the feel of Mike's dick up against his opening.