( smut ,, and super long chapter whoops )
Luke
He had his eyes closed as he leaned his head against his window, hearing the soft potter patter of rain hitting the glass and the epic guitar solos of Axl Rose. It wasn't terribly loud, just loud enough to fill his silent room as he tried taking a nap before Michael came over.
He didn't want to fall asleep on the boy while he was over.
He yawned quietly and then curled up more into a ball, pulling Michael's sweater down his legs since he decided to not wear pants. He just couldn't be bothered and he hoped his thick knitted socks and Michael's large sweater would keep him warm. And it did. It honestly did.
He was so out if it that he didn't even hear his bedroom door open ten minutes later, and he heard a gentle knock on his wall. "Hi baby." Michael's voice rang out and Luke jumped, holding his chest as his baby blue eyes widened.
"Don't do that." Luke gasped, trying to cover himself up by pulling his knees underneath the fabric of his sweater. "I didn't think you were coming over so early."
"Of course not, that's why I'm here." Michael chuckled, sitting down on the other end of his windowsill couch. "You're beautiful, sweetheart, it's okay." Michael promised, and Luke slowly relaxed his tense muscles as he realized it's just Mikey.
Michael pulled the blonde's legs over his lap, setting a hand down on it as he looked at the boy. "So, what are you listening to?" Michael asked knowingly and Luke blushed as he realized what song he was hinting at.
"It's on repeat."
Soon, November Rain began playing loudly throughout Luke's room, and the senior boy laughed. "It's like my favorite song in the history of songs." Michael said and Luke agreed as Michael's hand slid a little higher up on his leg.
"Mike-"
"Shh... If you want me to stop, I will." The older boy spoke, gently rubbing his thumb on Luke soft, creamy skin. It made Luke extremely self aware of his body, and he vegan to fidget slightly in a mix of insecurity and nerves.
Luke's skin was burning, and he was trying his best not to chub up inside of his briefs even though it was literally impossibly. "You're so cold, baby. Let me warm you up." Michael hummed, and Luke bit the inside of his cheek and Michael's hand slid further and further up his thigh.
"Do you want to..." Luke trailed off, shifting a bit so he was more exposed to his boyfriend, deciding that maybe he really wants Michael to touch him. "Do you want to maybe..."
"Hm?" Michael asked, and Luke bent one knee, leaning it up against the window. The sweatshirt didn't cover much, and he knew that, and it was proved right when Michael's eyes shifted lower then they had been. "Want to what, sweetie?"
"Your birthdays next week, Mike." Luke mumbled, his body shivering when Michael's hand gently touched his clothed cock. "You'll be eighteen and we can't-"
"I'm not eighteen just yet, flower..." Michael hummed and Luke's cheeks burned as he realized just how naughty he felt. "Come here."
Luke pushed his boyfriend's hand off of him slowly and then began to sit up to straddle his thick thighs. "You're so handsome, baby, my gorgeous little boy." Michael grinned, pressing a kiss against Luke's soft jaw.
Luke fisted Michael's flannel in his hands, grinding against the boy's black joggers slightly as the older boy watched him. "You're so good to me." Luke whimpered when Michael gently held his hips, squeezing carefully. "Mikey..."
"Shh, I know, kitten. Just wait. We have time." Michael chuckled, his hands soft and gentle on Luke's skin since he didn't want to hurt him or hold him too tight. "Are you going to be a good boy for me, Luke?"
Luke nodded, gasping and biting his lip when Michael's hand came down gently on his bottom, squeezing it tightly. "Yes Mikey. Yes daddy." Luke answered, and the older boy smiled as his hands slid underneath his boxers slightly.
"I'm gonna fuck you so well, baby doll, do you want that? I'll be careful if you want me too, take you nice and slow and treat you like a prince." Michael asked, his hands sliding up Luke's waist.
The sweater rode up as his hands went higher and higher, and he could see Luke's pale skin, his thin waist and little tummy. Luke could feel his eyes on his body, and for some reason he didn't feel insecure anymore. The look on Michael's face and that gleam in his eye made him feel like the most attractive boy in the world.
"What if I wanna be a good boy for you?" Luke asked, unbuttoning Michael's flannel with shakey fingers since he was still slightly new to this all. He's only ever slept with one person before. "Does that still make me naughty?"
"Do you want me to take you like a good boy then? I'll be soft and sweet, kiss every inch of your gorgeous body and show you just how perfect you are to me." Michael offered, his voice warm and comforting to Luke.
"Is there a way I can be naughty and good at the same time?" Luke asked, his hands running down Michael's now exposed chest. "I have an idea."
"What's that, sweetie?" Michael asked, running his hands through Luke's soft curls before holding the back of his neck.
"Let me ride you..." Luke blushed, and Michael was silent. "Please daddy? Can I show you just how grateful I am to have you in my life? Take it nice and easy, and then make a mess over ourselves after."
"That's a great idea." Michael breathed out, and Luke immediately whimpered as he felt Michael's cock through his pants. "What's wrong?"
"You feel so big, that's all." Luke gasped, and Michael looked at the boy in his lap. "I have lube and condoms in my drawer, let me grab it."
"Mhm." He nodded and Luke stood up, allowing the sweater to fall back down as he opened the drawer to his nightstand. He grabbed the twonitems and then set them beside Michael before climbing on his lap again.
"Don't cum just yet, beautiful, okay?" Michael warned and Luke nodded as Michael gently pushed Luke's briefs down and began to play his hardened cock.
He took a deep breath and then kissed his forehead, tugging the briefs further down his legs. "Come on, let's get these off of you." He hummed and Luke stood up again.
Michael pulled the black fabric off of him and Luke kicked them aside, careful not to accidentally knee Michael in the face. Luke pulled his sweatshirt off and then shifted awkwardly as he stood exposed infront ig his boyfriend. "You're so gorgeous baby, my little prince."
Michael pulled Luke on to his lap and then he pressed a kiss against Luke's lips. "Want you daddy, please." Luke whined, and reached for the lube he had tossed over here. "Mm, please?"
"Okay baby, okay." Michael nodded and Luke pulled away to watch Michael take his flannel off before popping the cap of the lube off and squirting some in his hand.
"Relax, flower, it's okay." Michael told him, sliding his hand beneath his body and rubbing a finger across Luke's tight ring of muscle.
He slowly pushed a his index finger inside of him and Luke gasped at the feeling since he hasn't been touched down there in awhile. "Mikey..." He hummed as the older boy thrusted his finger in and out.
His one finger turned into two, and from two to three, and Luke was a mess, rocking his hips back against his hand and moaning prettily into Michael's ear. The older boy kept his hand on Luke's hip, squeezing it tightly as Luke bucked his hips forward and whimpered at the friction against his aching boner.
"Want you Mikey please, I'm ready." Luke whined, looking up at his boyfriend with hooded eyes. "Daddy..."
"Okay gorgeous, okay. Fuck, alright." He nodded, slipping his fingers out from inside of Luke and taking a deep breath.
Luke lifted his hips and Michael pulled his joggers down, unbuttoning his boxers and then slipping his cock out through the hole. Luke bit his bottom lip as he eyed it and then he picked up the condom, ripping it open quickly and then sliding it on to his boyfriend.
Michael massaged a little more lube on to his dick and then pressed the tip against Luke's ass. "C'mon baby boy, are you ready?" Micha asked and Luke nodded quickly, slowly lowering himself on to Michael slowly.
He gasped loudly, his eyes squeezing shut as he heard Michael let out a string of mumble profanities. "Oh fuck, my God Luke, so fucking tight. Motherfuc-"
Luke pressed his lips against Michael's before anymore profantities could spill from his lips. His thighs met Michael's soon enough and he kept himself still to try and get used to the feeling of him inside of him.
Fuck, Luke mentally whimpered as he tried to still his heavy breathing. He was so big.
"When you're ready, flower." Michael spoke with a small rasp, his voice breathless. Luke felt the same.
It took a moment or two, but soon he lifted himself up and then let himself fall back down, letting out a shakey moan at the friction. His eyes met Michael's and then suddenly Michael's lips were on his and his teeth were biting down on his bottom lip.
He scratched his nails down the senior's chest, and the older boy hissed gently as they ran down his skin. "Daddy..." Luke whined, continuing his constant bouncing on his lap before grinding against him.
Michael's lips trailed to his neck, sucking and biting on his skin harsh enough to leave marks but gentle enough to where it didn't break skin. "Feel so good, kitten." Michael moaned, his nails digging into Luke's waist. "So so good."
Luke's mind was a mess, all of his thoughts revolving around 'Michael Michael Michael' and 'fuck fuck fuck' at about a million miles an hour. He couldn't tell just how loud he was being, but he could tell Michael was being just as loud and he's so glad his parents weren't home or else that'd be one awkward conversation. One really awkward conversation about gay sex and being quiet.
He rotated his hips and then buried his face into Michael's neck as he wrapped a hand around his dick, jerking it quickly. Sounds similar to 'ah' and 'uh' escaped his parted lips, octaves higher and a hell of a lot louder as Michael hit something inside of him that felt absolutely amazing. Everything about right now felt absolutely amazing.
"Mikey, Mikey I'm so close." Luke gasped, his eyes squeezing shut as he bit into the spot where Michael's neck met his right shoulder. "Daddy make me cum."
"Of course, gorgeous, fuck, I will." Michael nodded, and Luke could feel his thumb swipe over the tip of his dick.
Luke could feel his balls clench tightly as he moved his body faster up and down on top of Michael. His body felt sticky with sweat and his thighs had a dull ache, threatening to give up any minute.
"M - Mikey, I'm gonna cum." The blonde gasped loudly, a moan following as he threw his head back. "Daddy-"
"Go on baby, cum for me." Michael told him, and Luke could feel his dick twitch before he was painting the two of them with hot white ropes of seed.
Luke's tired upper body fell against Michael's, but he kept his hips going since he was determined to make the older boy cum. He clenched around him and buried his face into his neck, his breathing fanning over Michael's body.
"Luke, fuck baby..." Michael groaned, his hands sliding down to Luke's bum and squeezing. "Kitten... I'm gonna-"
Luke pressed his lips against Michael's and then wrapped his arms around his neck, using his fingers to pull on the hairs at the nape of his neck. Luke could feel Michael's fringe soaked in sweat against his face, which he moved quickly before going back to pull on his hair.
"Fuck fuck fuck..." Michael moaned, his voice higher as he helped Luke bounce his hips on and off of his own. "That's it Lukey, God, you're so good for me. So good to me."
Luke bit his bottom lip, tugging on it with his teeth and then scratching them down his back. Michael stilled his hips on top of him, their breathing both ragged and uneven. The once cold air was hot, and the room that once smelt of Luke's sweet perfume now stunk with that of sex.
"That just happened." Michael laughed breathlessly and Luke looked at him, their eyes meeting.
"Yeah, yeah it did." Luke nodded and they shared a quick kiss. "We gotta take a shower and make my room not smell like sex."
They heard a front door shut and then they both went extremely wide eyed. "Fuck." Luke whispered and the two scrambled to get their clothes, hoping at the very least the parent who just walked in was his mom.