The game was going on for at least thirty rounds already. At first, they had just played for fun. The other guys either had gone out after the tapings or had already been fast asleep, but neither Cody nor Mike had been in the mood for either of it. So they had gotten a deck of cards from Kofi, had bought some drinks at the gas station across the street and decided to play a game of Poker.
After ten rounds or so, they had gotten bored and Mike had suggested spicing things up a little. First, it had been money; after another five or six rounds it had been clothes and then Cody had gotten so confident in his game –he had won about 80% so far- that his mind had blanked out and the next thing he knew they were not only talking sex, but also playing for it.
First round had been that the winner picks the time; second round had been the location; third round the kinks and right now, they were at the final decision.
"Come on, Codes! Show me what you've got!"
For a whole minute already, the younger brunette was holding onto his cards for dear life, face flushed not only from the alcohol they had been consuming but also in embarrassment –after all they were both dead naked. Mike chuckled, grabbing for the cards Cody was holding onto, but the young man pulled them away, nervously chewing his lips.
"Aww… Codes, if ya don't show me the cards, I'll just have to assume I've won… and ya know what that means."
He smirked, making his friend blush even more, tongue unconsciously darting out to wet his lips, ocean blue eyes flicking back and forth between that smug face of Mike –especially those cock-sucking lips of the loud-mouth- and his cards, before he shrugged and placed them on the table… face down. Mike's smirk grew even wider as he watched Cody's actions, his hand slowly creeping its way towards the discarded deck, but getting stopped by his friends own hand. Looking up at him with an arched brow, he saw the younger man shaking his head, grinning back at him before smacking his lips.
"Not worth looking. I've lost. So… you wanna do this or not?"
For whatever reason it was, their roles exchanged at that very moment. All of a sudden, Cody turned into the cocky, self-confident, little brat while Mike started to feel a little nervous, though he had no reason for it. After all, he was going to top… one of his best friends, and it was not as if they had never done it before. You could actually say they were friends with benefits, really good friends… with really good benefits. Why Mike had not discovered his plan by now was beyond Cody's knowledge. After all, he had won most of the rounds so far, place, time, kinks… all his choice.
However, right now Mike was not able to think –not in a rational way at least- and Cody could not care less.
"Now? Here?"
The young brunette could not help but chuckle, bringing a hand up to ran his fingers over Mike's cheek, sending him a playful wink and an air-kiss.
"What? You wanna wait till the others are back instead?"
Cody's soft fingers on his cheek, the seductive, sultry tone in his voice, the lust and passion in those clouded eyes as they stared at each other set something off inside of him and in no time, their lips connected roughly, Mike almost bouncing onto the younger man, straddling him. Their cold, bare skin rubbing, touching, brushing against each other's, their tongues dancing, tangling, fighting for dominance, Mike's hand went downwards, long, lean fingers wrapping around the youngest cock.
A low moan escaped Cody's lips as the older man brought him to life, strong fist, skilled fingers, slowly working him to full hardness. His heart was already beating rapidly in his chest at the pure imagination of what was about to come.
Sex with Mike had always been an adventure, an explosion, his older friend having been the only one in his experienced but still young life who ever reacted to his wishes, his desires, who had always managed to make him see stars. He had never told Mike though, that he was the best he had ever had and would probably ever have; that even though he loved to top, he much rather bottomed for Mike –always- since only the older brunette knew how to ram him just right, how to get him off without even touching him.
As the minutes passed by, Mike's dry fingers, one by one, breached Cody's incredibly tight ring of muscles until three of them pumped steadily in and out of the convulsing heat. A pang of pleasure shot through Cody's body as the skilled digits brushed against his prostate, fist still palming him in an increasing pace, the younger mans lids fluttering, a chorus of moans and gasps leaving his kiss-bruised lips between wet and needy kisses, knees drawn back to give Mike enough space to work, arms flailing out to his sides, hands grasping the back of the couch, the cushions, everything he could find as his friend pleasured him.
Feeling his balls harden and the heat in the pit of his stomach rising, one of his hands, trembling, took hold of Mike's wrist, the older man understanding him without a word and he withdrew his fingers out of the abused hole, other hand coming up to his own swollen lips to lick the salty liquid, the essence of Cody, off with a cheekish grin on his face. The younger brunette was grinning back at him, already scrambling to get out from underneath his friend and onto his knees, winking at Mike.
"Get on your back!"
In a matter of seconds he obeyed –after all Cody had won the round about the "kinks"- spreading himself out on the couch as good as possible, wetting his lips in anticipation as their eyes stayed locked; Cheshire grin on Cody's plump lips as he kneeled between Mike's legs, lowering himself to eye-level with the older mans crotch, tongue darting out to lap at the tip and tasting the first beads of pre-cum. An almost sluttish groan escaped him at the salty, unique taste, and closing his eyes for a moment, he savored the feeling of the liquid connecting with his taste buds.
"Fuck… You taste good, Mikey."
"I know, right?"
Emerald blues meeting clouded greens again, Cody chuckled at the smug grin on Mike's lips and the wink he sent down to him, shaking his head before lowering his head once again, letting his tongue agonizingly slowly trail down the underside of Mike's heavy girth, kissing and nibbling at the balls for only a few seconds, then licking his way back up to the head and sucking it into his wet, hot cheeks. Mike watched the motions coyly, fingers digging into the cushions behind his head, chewing his lips and trying his hardest to keep himself not only quiet, but also still.
Cody was the best blowjob he had ever had –and he had had a lot- and the best he would probably ever have, the boys tongue working wonders around his throbbing dick. Cody was the only one who had ever been able to take him fully in –even though he was not the biggest, he was well above average in length and thickness- and the young brunette knew exactly how to blow his mind with only a few swirls of his tongue and the perfect amount of suction from that tight throat.
It did not take long until Mike could feel that all too familiar coil stir inside of him, breathe hitching, fingers firmly twisting Cody's short hair. Giving his base one last playful tuck, the young brunette released him, blowing onto the tip for good measure as their eyes locked. An unearthly groan elicited from Mike's throat as he grabbed Cody's forearms and roughly pulled him up into his lap, crushing their lips together after Cody let go of a rather unmanly squeal of surprise.
"Like that?"
His voice was barely audible, trembling in lust, swallowed by Cody's moan. After all, it was the younger mans choice how they would do it. A lustful moan was all he got in reply, the young brunette lifting his hips up and splaying his cheeks apart while Mike took hold of himself, teasingly rubbing his shaft up and down Cody's crack for a while, dipping inside –only an inch- every now and then. Gasping for air, Cody's lips left his friend's, patience growing thin and he swatted Mike's hand away from his cock to take hold of it himself and to lower his body down onto the slicked-up, rock-solid girth. Two simultaneous groans filled the air, Cody's hands coming back up to steady himself on the older mans firm chest as his eyes fluttered shut.
Mike held tightly onto Cody's hips, arching up to bury himself that extra inch deep into the warm, stretching walls, head falling back against the back of the couch as he bit his lip hard, even drawing some blood from it. For him it had always been a miracle how Cody stayed that excrunizingly, that incredibly tight, his hole almost choking him, drawing him in, massaging his thick girth inch by inch.
"Shit, Codes… tight… hot… so fucking perfect…"
Not able to hold still any longer, Mike started moving his hips up, slowly and steadily sinking in and out of the willing body in his lap, both sets of eyes opening again, staring at each other as the young brunette tried to meet every one of Mike's thrusts with one of his own. In that exact moment something happened to Cody, something he could not put into words. Mike's beautiful face, those deep, green pearls sparkling with lust and need, with desire and… something he could not quite grasp; but something inside of him clicked, seeing Mike in a completely different light.
His slightly parted lips turned into a heart-warming smile, Mike's eyes widening in surprise as he took in the changed expression on his friends handsome face. His thrusts slowed again, hands unconsciously travelling from Cody's thighs up over his whole torso to firmly grab his cheeks and pulling him down into a kiss, different than all the other times before –no sloppiness, no lust, no desire, but softness, tenderness, need, want… and love.
As the kiss continued, their tongues dangling in a slow dance of passion, Mike picked up his pace again, angling his knees to drive deeper inside the inviting hotness, stabbing at Cody's prostate. The moan from the younger man was only drowned out by his heavy pants, their chests gliding against each other's, sweat mixing, hands roaming and exploring, lips parting to kiss and nibble at each others necks, throats, earlobes.
"Hmph… Mike… harder, please… so close…"
Not capable of forming a coherent sentence, all Cody could manage were panted words into the crook of Mike's neck, own hips circling and whipping up and down on the older mans cock faster than before, hands placed on either side of his friends head to hold himself up but still be as close as possible to him, inhaling the sweet scent of after-shave mixed with sweat and sexual essence. Mike followed the order, snapping his hips up harder, faster, hands on those round, ample-like gloves to direct Cody's bouncing, their lips once again meeting.
Not even one touch was needed, the all too familiar fire in the pit of his stomach already uncoiling; his neglected cock sandwiched between their rock-hard abs, the sharp stabs at his prostate, Mike's warm, soft lips covering his own, those smooth, large palms caressing his cheeks, thumbs splaying them apart… it all built up to that kind of orgasm only Mike ever got out of him. Biting hard onto his lip, his eyes rolled back into his head, lids fluttering shut, fingers cramping the cushions underneath, hips furiously rutting against Mike's abs, stream after stream of hot, white essence left him spent.
Muscles spasming, walls clenching, Cody's exhausted form collapsed onto Mike, face hidden in the crook of his neck, panting heavily and before he could stop himself, the words already left his swollen lips. "Love you… I love you… I love you…"
It might only have been a sex-induced stumble, but those few words paired with the tight muscles of Cody's heat constricting around him sent Mike over the edge only a few thrusts later. Hands still on those firm gloves, heads thrown back against the couch, eyes scrunched up tight, the older brunette put all his strength into those last handful of thrusts, Cody's name slipping past his lips as he found his completition, spilling deep inside those warming walls.
Spent, exhausted, content, Mike's body went limp after spasming through the throes of ecstasy, arms having barely enough power to slide up Cody's back, hugging him as close as possible, the stickiness between their bodies not bothering him at all, nose nuzzling Cody's hair behind his ear, lips placing soft kisses underneath as they both tried to come down from their highs. No words were spoken –they were not needed- as Cody finally raised his head to lock eyes with his friend, finding nothing but warmth and love in them and with one final kiss, tender and sweet, their deal was sealed.
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miz & cody forever!! *-*