Kissing Michael

Kissing Michael Xondra Day Published by Iron Rose Press www.ironrosepress.com Copyright 2011, Xondra Day Other titles by Xondra Day: Beyond Friends Menage on the Prairie Power Play Star Treatment The Blood Between Just Upstairs Cutter Chapter One Parties were never a good thing, not for me anyway. But here I was once again, sitting on a couch beside two girls that I hardly knew from my

senior class who were set on getting noticed by the group of guys who stood on the other side of the living room guzzling beer. “The one in the middle with the black wavy hair,” said one girl to the other. “He just transferred here from another state. And look at those arms. I mean, really he could so do anything he wants to me at any time.” The other girl snickered. “You are so bad. Why don’t you go over there and talk to him. He’s looked this way a couple of times. I think he noticed you.” She was right; the guy in question had looked this way. I stood from the couch and placed my empty beer bottle on the table. I needed fresh air. I was slightly buzzed and feeling a bit randy which wasn’t a good thing in this hick town since I was the only guy into guys that I knew of. If there were others then they were hiding, but then again, so was I. I planned on coming out once I left for college in the fall. I’d be in another state and surrounded hopefully with others like me. That was my hope. I’d managed to punch out eighteen years living in

a closet, another few months wouldn’t hurt. Outside the late night cool air hit me like a ton of bricks, but it felt good. I sat on the steps and looked up at the night sky bursting with stars. At times like this I felt like I was the only person in the world. At the very least I was an outcast. I had friends - many, in fact - but they didn’t know the real me. They only knew what I passed off as and portrayed to them. I was the jock and the brain all rolled into one little neat package. I was perfect in every way and not in the one which mattered the most. When the door opened behind me, I didn’t take notice until he spoke. “Nice night.” His voice was deep and smooth. I turned my head and looked up not knowing who it was at first. “Yeah, I love the night,” I replied and nearly winced at my corny response to him. “You’re the transfer from out of state.” He shrugged, his broad shoulders and thick chest moving in unison under his fitted t-shirt. “Yeah, something like that. My name’s Michael, in case you’re interested.” He slid around me and

walked down the three steps to the ground, then turned to face me and shuffled awkwardly from side to side, a beer in his right hand. “You have a name too, right?” It was a silly question and I couldn’t help but smile when he grinned at me revealing a sexy dimple embedded in each cheek of his handsome face. “Brett. It’s Brett.” “I have to confess something. I saw you leave and thought it would be the perfect chance to get out of there too.” He took a sip of beer. “What else is there to do in this town besides getting shitfaced with a bunch of people you have no real interest in?” God, he was beautiful in every way. I had to tear my eyes away to keep from staring at him, all of him. “Not much. Shay Creek is what it is. You either have to make your own fun or you’re shit out of luck around here.” “And how do you make your own fun?” he asked. I raised one brow and thought for a minute. “I like riding my dirt bike, and I enjoy hiking around the area.” I stood and brushed off the seat of my

jeans. “I should head home.” I walked down the steps where he was and flashed him a friendly look along with a half-smile. “It was nice meeting you and I’ll see you around.” “Wait,” he said. I stopped dead in my tracks. “Mind if I tag along?” “If you want. I don’t live that far though. It’s just a couple roads over.” “Great. I was thinking that we could talk for a bit. It’s not easy making friends when you’re moving around a lot.” He paused. “My dad’s in the military so you get the idea.” I nodded. “Sure, we can do that. How do you like school?” “It’s okay. School is school, they don’t change all that much. I’m looking forward to college. It’ll be good to start out on my own.” Michael was a lot taller than me and much bigger in stature. I felt small alongside him as we walked. I was definitely attracted him and wondered what it would be like to kiss him. “Same here. I’ve had enough of this town to last me a lifetime.” We talked some more about what

we expected from college and when we came to Oleson’s Park, Michael stopped. “I don’t want to go home straight away. Can we hang out for a bit longer?” He motioned to the park. “We can go sit in there for a bit.” I followed his lead until we found a grassy knoll. We sat down side by side and looked up at the sky. “The stars,” he said. “They’re out tonight in full force.” “Yeah.” I looked up and when I looked back down again he was staring at me. “What?” I asked. He turned his head away fast. “Nothing.” “You gave me a look.” He smiled and turned to face me again. “Maybe I did.” At that moment I wanted him to kiss me desperately and from the stirring inside my jeans, my cock wanted it too. “I don’t mind,” I managed to say, my heart beating hard and fast inside my chest. I swallowed and looked to the ground. I was going out on a limb here and this could all easily backfire in my face. Then I would be outed as the

fag that I was. The thought of that happening terrified me. “That’s good. So,” he hesitated. “You wouldn’t mind if I kissed you? If you do, just tell me to fuck off, man. I’ll understand. But I noticed you back at the party and well… I felt a little something between us.” Hell yes I wanted him to kiss me. This was like a fucking dream come true. I was a complete virgin; I hadn’t even been touched up to this point in my young gay life. I leaned in to Michael and he did the same. I wasn’t sure what to do next so I let him take the lead hoping that he’d had some experience. Our lips met and at first we did nothing but press them together. I felt his arms move around me until they met at the small of my back. It felt so good being close to him, being held by him. When his tongue breached through my lips and slipped into my mouth, I groaned just a little. This was fucking fantastic! “Wow,” he said, breaking away. Our noses still touched and I had my eyes closed wanting to

remember everything about this ground-breaking moment in my life. “That was just… wow.” I repeated his sentiment, and when we kissed again I ran one hand through his soft hair doing my best to take him as deep as I could into my mouth. Together we fell back on the ground with him on top, leaning over me. “You are so friggin cute,” he said. “Your eyes, I don’t think I have ever seen that color of green before.” He pulled on the hem of my t-shirt and then with one palm against my bare tummy, Michael began to explore. I pressed against him as his hand wandered up to my chest, his lips now kissing the side of my neck. “You’re so hot,” he whispered. “I want you so bad.” His breath was hot, caressing my earlobe as he spoke. He took it into his mouth and that just about caused me to pass out. He laughed at my reaction. “Sensitive?” I nodded. “You could say that. This is all new to me.” “Me too, handsome. If I do something you don’t like, tell me.” “I have no complaints.”

“Good,” he replied. “You can touch me too if you want.” I wanted all right. I wanted to not only touch him, but I also wanted to lick him head to toe and all points in between. This was my first time being this intimate with a guy and I relished everything about each moment that passed between us. And it was just as thrilling as I’d imagined it would be. Through his t-shirt I felt his muscles, the guy was built thick. I loved it. He sat up just enough to pull it off, but I stopped him. “Not here. What if someone sees us?” I couldn’t imagine getting caught. Not in this small town. “And it’s too cold. Come back to my house. My parents are away for the weekend. I have the house to myself.” Michael smiled. “Sounds excellent.” **** He seemed hesitant once we reached my house. He stood there in the hallway and shuffled from side to side. It was obvious that we were both nervous and hardly sure of ourselves.

“Would you like a soda or something?” I offered. “My parents don’t keep anything stronger in the house.” “They sound like my parents. So, you have the place to yourself for the weekend. That’s pretty cool. My parents would never trust me like that.” “I’m a good boy, or so they think.” I smiled. Michael pulled me to him and embraced me. He looked down at me and there was that smile again, that lip half curled. “Are you a good boy?” “For the most part.” I knew what he was getting at, and boy did I ever want to be bad with him. I felt his hands move to my butt. “I’ve never had the chance to be bad.” “I could seriously eat you up right here in the hall, but I think it’s better to go to your bedroom.” I led him by his hand down the hallway to my bedroom. Inside, he held my face and kissed me, this time it felt more natural and relaxed. I fell to my knees in front of him. I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but I wanted to see him, all of him. I fumbled with his belt and my hands shook as I did my best. I reached inside his jeans into his boxers and

when my fingers curled around his throbbing cock, I thought I’d come right then and there from sheer anticipation. He smelled like musk and everything that a man should smell like. It turned me on to no end, holding him, feeling his cock throb as I squeezed him. “Jesus, Brett. That’s feels so fucking good,” he said. He grazed one hand across my forehead and settled it on the back of my head. I wanted to make Michael feel good. I pulled back his foreskin and swiped my tongue across his engorged head, tasting his cock for the first time. His hot skin against my tongue reminded me of velvet and he tasted much sweeter than I would have ever expected. “Fuck,” he said, his fingers running through my hair. “Oh man, you have no idea how great that feels when you do that.” I ran my tongue up and down his shaft. I guess I wasn’t totally clueless when it came to knowing how to please another guy. I had watched enough porn online to know what to try. It turned out that

I was doing okay. I reached between Michaels legs and cupped his balls, massaging them. He jumped a little and when I looked up at him, he winked. “Just a tad sensitive,” he said. He reached down and pulled me up. “I want to see and do the same to you.” **** Michael took great care in undressing me slowly and when I tried to help, he gently moved my hand away. “Let me do it.” I nodded and held up my arms as he pulled my t-shirt up over my head. He then moved to my jeans, unbuckling my belt and subsequently hooking his thumbs into the waist, lowering them slowly as he crouched in front of me leaving me in just my white briefs. I stepped out of my jeans and he tossed them aside and did the same with his. His shirt had disappeared already and when I sat on the bed, he sat next to me. We both lay back on the bed, the cool night air cascading across our bodies as we touched each

other, our eyes locked together in a knowing gaze that said that everything was going to be okay. Chapter Two This had to be heaven. That was my only thought as Michael slipped his hand inside my briefs as he kissed me. I was getting into this more and I kissed him back showing how much I wanted him. My head was light and felt just a little fluffy from the beer I’d drank earlier and at times when Michael kissed me on certain parts of my body, I found back the urge to giggle. But when he traced a finger down across my chest and stopped on the head of my cock, I moaned and pressed my head into his chest. “Lay back and relax, cutie,” he said. “It’s your turn.” Michael spread my legs and pushed my knees up against my chest. I felt so exposed yet comfortable. It was an odd feeling since we only met about an hour or so ago. In fact, we were

perfect strangers, yet here we were right in the middle of pleasuring each other. I felt my cock slide inside his hot mouth and for a moment I froze in place not sure on what to say, if anything, or how to react. So, I just went with the awesome feeling and before I knew it I was fucking his face, bucking my hips forward to force my cock down his throat. He gagged, but still kept on sucking my cock, and the harder I fucked his mouth, the more he moaned. Michael pulled back and withdrew my cock from his mouth. “That’s hot,” he said, sounding breathless. He lowered his head back down between my legs and when I felt his wet tongue snaking its way across my asshole, I clenched the sheets with one hand, and bit down on my bottom lip. Never could I have ever though that having my ass licked would have felt so freaking good. My cock throbbed hard as he jacked me, his tongue massaging my hole, forcing me to squirm with pleasure. “Fuck, Michael. Eat my ass,” I heard myself say. I blushed at my brash words, but damn, if he kept this up much longer he was going

to make me come. Michael returned to my side and for a while we kissed again and ground our cocks together enjoying the fabulous friction it caused between us. “This is nice eh?” he asked, his voice just above a whisper, his lips nudging my earlobe. “This is my first time doing anything like this with a guy.” “Same here,” I managed to reply. “I liked it when… you know.” I felt my cheeks grow extremely hot. He grinned as he looked into my eyes, his hand now working my cock again. “You turn me on to no end. I love your cute little ass.” Hearing this was enough to cause my balls to pull up. I needed to come, desperately, like now! He must have known this because he quickened his pace on my cock and before I knew it I felt my cock erupt, spraying hot man juice all over his hand, and my belly. Michael was on his knees with his cock aimed at my chest. He licked my cum from his hand while he jerked his cock with the other. I was entranced

watching this cute guy as he worked his cock, his hand pumping hard. This was so much better than any porn by far. This was real and happening right in front of me in my very own bed. “I’m coming,” said Michael. He thrust his hips forward and let out a loud guttural grown as he showered me with his hot jism, and when he finally stopped, he fell back down on the bed. “We need towels,” I said, scooting across him on my way to the bathroom just down the hall. “Looks like we’ve made quite the mess,” he replied. “But it was well worth it.” When I returned to the bedroom, I tossed him a towel and made a mental note to put them in the wash before mom and dad returned on Monday. The last thing I needed was for them to find something like that to give them a reason to ask me awkward and embarrassing questions. I propped my head up with one hand as I lay on my side facing Michael. “When did you know?” I asked. “Know what?” “The whole gay thing. When did you know that you were?” It felt strange and liberating at the

same time to finally talk about this outright without fear of getting my face bashed in. “I dunno. At first I wasn’t sure that I was. I did have some attraction to girls and I dated a couple before I moved here. I started noticing guys, which was my first clue. It’s strange because when I think of the word gay, I don’t see myself as being that. That makes no sense at all, does it?” If he meant that silly stereotype that was often portrayed in the media, then I understood him perfectly. I didn’t view myself that way either. “I get what you’re saying. I started to notice that I was different from most boys when I was eleven. Something was probably up before then, but that was when I started to get the feelings.” Michael nodded. “I know what you mean. It’s when you notice that you’re looking at the guys around you a little more than you should.” “Exactly. I’ve become good at hiding it. Like at the party. I pretty much stick to myself. I try to be social so no one will suspect anything. I play sports and I’m good in school.” “And all the kids like you,” added Michael.

“Yeah.” “I think the last girl that I dated knew something. I couldn’t get into doing anything with her. We tried twice, but I couldn’t get it up to be blunt. That ended, and thank God she didn’t go around telling people what happened between us.” “I have one more question,” I said. “One that I need to ask you.” “Shoot,” replied Michael. “I’ll do my best to answer it. He looked so cute stretched out naked, his hair dishevelled, and his eyes curious to know what I was about to ask him. “What drew you to me, and why did you think I might be interested in you?” “Good question.” He placed his arms back behind his head and smiled. “You’re cute. That was the first thing I noticed. I saw you at school a couple of times, but I didn’t have the nerve to approach you there. And what would I have said if I did? “When I saw that you were at the party, I was looking for a way to come up to you. When you left, that was my chance. I got a vibe from you. It’s

hard to explain, but something told me that you might have been into it. I took a chance and I’m fucking glad that I did.” “Me too. Do I look gay or something?” The vibe thing threw me off and I wondered if others besides Michael were seeing this. “No, not at all. Do I?” I shook my head. “No.” “So, where do you want to go from here?” “I’ve no freaking clue. About the only thing I know at this moment is that I liked what happened with us tonight and I’d like for it to happen again.” I was being truthful with him, I felt that was best. “I like it too. I don’t want things to get strange between us. This is our secret.” Our secret. I liked the sound of that. “That’s cool with me.” We kissed. Chapter Three I woke with the sun shining in my eyes from the open window. My head ached along with every muscle in my body and for a brief moment I didn’t know where I was as my brain stepped out of the

fog it was enveloped in. “Hey,” I said as Michael opened his eyes. He stretched and then shifted to sit up. “Morning,” he replied. “Did we sleep late?” “It’s almost ten,” I said, glancing at the clock radio on my nightstand. “I should call my mom. She must be freaking right now since I didn’t come home last night. I didn’t even think about that when we came back here.” He had a point. Michael reached for his jeans on the floor next to the bed and retrieved his cell from them. He flicked it open. “Mom? Yeah it’s Mike.” I could hear her yelling. Michael held the phone away from his ear and winced. “Yeah, I know. I should have called. I stayed at a friend’s house. It was late and I figured it was best.” Whatever she said next, he agreed with as he nodded, and when he hung up he tossed the phone on the bed beside him. “She’s not pleased?” I asked. “That’s an understatement. Anyway, she’ll get

over it. Enough about her.” “Then, how about a shower?” I was feeling randy and hopeful. “A shower? Mmm, well that’s sounds rather… hot.” Michael got out of bed and stretched again. He was a God straight from one of my Greek mythology books. “Lead on, sexy,” he said. And when I walked past him he reached out and grabbed my ass. I looked back at him and raised one brow in amusement. He feigned innocence. “It’s a nice ass, I couldn’t help myself.” He pulled me back to him, his now hard cock pressing between my cheeks. “That’s what you do to me.” He ground against me, his tongue on the back of my neck. “I wanna fuck you, Brett. Would you let me fuck you?” I closed my eyes and pictured what he was asking. I nodded. “Yes.” I knew it would hurt, common sense told me that. In porn vids, the guy on bottom always moaned and groaned a lot and the looks of discomfort on their faces often told me more than I needed to know. “Do you have condoms I asked?” I was horny, not stupid.

“Yes, in my wallet.” A past moment flashed through my head and I remembered a tube of KY in the bathroom. “I’ll be back in a minute.” I returned with the tube and tossed it at Michael. It’ll help make thing go a little easier. My asshole clenched as I thought of his big cock trying to push its way inside me. I watched him as he stroked his hard-on and I seriously didn’t think it was possible. “Get on the bed with your ass up in the air,” said Michael. I did as he ordered and when I felt his finger spreading cool lube into my ass I let out a deep breath anticipating what was to happen next. “I’ll go slowly, I promise.” I nodded. “I’ll be okay.” I said this but I didn’t believe it. Michael pressed the head of his cock against my tightness and when he pushed further I let out a whimper. He froze in place, his hands holding on to my hips. “Do you want me to stop? Does it hurt?” It did hurt, a lot. I didn’t want him to stop. It was

crazy! “No, don’t stop. Just hold it there for a minute and let me adjust.” “Okay, but if you want me to pull out you only have to say the word.” I waited and sucked in a breath doing my best to relax. If I relaxed, it would go smoother. “Keep going.” I felt him sink inside my ass inch my inch. I concentrated on breathing deep and when the pain subsided, it was replaced by sheer ecstasy. “Oh man,” said Michael, this is so fucking hot. “You feel awesome wrapped around my cock.” He pulled back and sank into me again. I grunted and arched my back to meet his every thrust. Deep inside he was hitting something that was driving me crazy with lust. “Sweet fuck,” I muttered, my cock smacking against my belly as I moved with him. “Fuck me. Oh yeah, Michael. Fuck my ass!” “Keep talking like that, babe,” he replied as he humped me, his hand running the length of my back. “Talk dirty to me. Tell me how much you like my cock in your tight little asshole.”

“I fucking love it. Give me your big dick.” He fucked me harder and faster now, his pace intensifying. I reached down to fist my cock. I was close already and knew that soon, Michael would have me spewing my hot load. “Fuck, Brett. Take me, take my cock.” His last words did it for me. He fucking pushed me straight over the edge with them and when I came, I thought I’d black out from the rush I got from it. Michael was panting now. He pulled his cock out of my ass and I felt his hot cum hit my asscheeks. “Oh yeah, yeah, take that hot load, buddy,” he said, gasping in between words. **** The time right after you come is the best. We both lay there basking in the afterglow of good sex. I didn’t have anything else to compare to it yet, but wow, I didn’t think anyone could ever top this. “Now we can shower,” he said, looking over at

me. He wiped the sweat from his brow. “That was… I don’t even know what to say.” I stepped out of bed and he followed. He hugged me from behind, and when I turned to him, all I wanted to do was kiss Michael. Enjoyed this title? Try these other titles by author Xondra Day: Beyond Friends Menage on the Prairie Power Play Star Treatment The Blood Between Just Upstairs Cutter