little kisses ❁
it's better when you're drunk
‘It was just a drink,’ Vic had said earlier after they were done with the concert.
All of them refused to go because of the tiring performance but Vic, being the oldest (he likes to use the fact that he’s the oldest to get them to listen to him) had managed to make all of the three guys come to the bar with him.
So they drank. And drank. And drank. Soon enough, Tony and Mike was drunk.
But the next thing Tony knew, he was shoved against the wall of their apartment by Mike. Mike’s lips was on Tony’s, kissing him like he never kissed before while Tony’s hands were pulling Mike closer to him.
Tony pulled away from the kiss to breathe as he huffed slightly. Mike took the chance to plant little kisses on his neck, earning a small moan from Tony as he squirmed.
Tony was struggling to take Mike’s shirt off but it was hard when Mike was kissing his neck and the fact that they were both drunk didn’t help it either. Before Tony could give another attempt in undressing Mike, Mike had carried him and soon enough they were inside Mike’s room.
Tony had felt his back hit the bed with Mike on top of him, nibbling on his earlobe as he whispered, “Tony, I love you so fucking much,” while his hands were working on the hem of Tony’s shirt.
Tony wasn’t sure whether Mike was saying that for real or was it because he was drunk. But Tony was drunk too, and everything just slipped out of his mouth (unfortunately, Tony was the type of drunk who tells the truth). “I love you too, Mikey, always.”
Mike managed to remove his and Tony’s clothes in a blink of an eye. They kissed again and this time, Mike’s finger had found its way to Tony’s entrance. Tony wasn’t sure what was wrong with him – he never had any sex with guys before but maybe he was too drunk to care when he said, “No, I need you inside of me” because he didn’t want any foreplay.
Mike gave Tony a smirk and kissed his neck while murmuring, “I’d be gentle.”
Mike took out a lubricant under his bed which he had kept in case any of this would ever happen (and it was happening to him!). Mike coated his member with the lubricant and Tony only watch him as he did. Once he was done, he turned to Tony and kissed his cheek as he positioned himself at Tony’s entrance, slowly penetrating him. Tony whined when it slowly got in, it hurts at first. It hurts to the point Tony’s nail was digging into Mike’s back. Mike gritted his teeth, enduring the pain of Tony’s nail scratching his back.
“Slowly,” Tony whimpered as Mike was fully inside of him. The pain was too much for Tony that tears were forming on his eyes. Although Mike was drunk, he couldn’t help but to softly smile and did as he was told.
Eventually, the pain subsided and turned into pleasure. Moans and grunts filled the room as Mike pounded into Tony, the sound of skin slapping skin got louder and soon enough, both of them were close to the climax. Tony’s hands grabbed whatever they could – Mike’s head, the bedsheet – anything. Both of them were in ecstasy that they didn’t give a fuck that what they were doing were wrong. But it felt right at the moment, so why not?
Mike kept on going and going, faster, deeper, grunting as he thrust harder. Then Tony felt a tug on his stomach then he came with first, throwing his head back and his back arched, moaning as loud as he could. Mike came next after a few more thrusts, groaning Tony’s name.
Mike pulled out and laid beside Tony. “I love you,” Tony murmured and he earned a kiss from Mike. Soon enough, both of them fell asleep.
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When was it when Tony realized it was a huge mistake to sleep with your band member? Oh yeah, the next morning when he found himself naked beside a naked sleeping Mike. At first, he closed his eyes because he was too sleepy to care. But his brain was slowly progressing the fact that he had probably had sex with Mike and that was when he was completely awake, with eyes as wide as saucers and screamed.
Though both of them were covered in blankets, Tony knew that they were naked because a) of course Tony knew he was naked, it was his body for fuck’s sake and b) he could feel mike unclothed dick on his thighs.
Tony’s scream woke Mike up. Mike turned around, surprised to find Tony looking scared as fuck while holding tightly on the blanket. Mike’s head hurt from drinking a lot and all of a sudden, the memories from last night came into his head. He turned to Tony, who was having difficulty with breathing.
“Oh my fucking god, Mike. What have we done? What have I done?” Tony mumbled. He was beginning to feel anxious. “I’m so sorry this happened. I was drunk and I, I really didn’t know this was going to happen. If only I didn’t drink too much, if only –“ Tony was muttering and Mike found it adorable.
“Tone, Tony, calm down,” Mike soothed.
“How can I calm down? I fucked things up. We were supposed to be band mates and friends and friends just don’t fuck each other but I, we—”
“Tone, do you really think this is a mistake?” Mike asked and for some very good reasons, he was hoping that Tony would say no.
Tony stopped mumbling and looked straight at Mike. Mike was waiting for an answer with a hopeful glint on his eyes. Tony could tell that Mike did not regret it or even feel guilty that any of this happened.
Mike asked him again, “Do you mean what you’ve said last night?” Tony blinked, not knowing what Mike was talking about. Tony didn’t recall he had said anything. Mike sensed his confusion so he gulped and said, “The thing that you said about you… you love me?”
Tony’s eyes widened and his cheeks were by then turning red. “W – what?”
“Because if that’s true then…” by then, it was Mike’s turn to blush.
“Then what?” Tony slowly asked. All of a sudden, he had forgotten that he was supposed to regret all of this had happened but he didn’t. He was more focused to what Mike was trying to tell him.
“Forget it.”
“No, Mike, tell me.”
Mike looked away, covering his red face. “You know, I think I always have these were stomach ache when you’re around, and I think that only happens when I’m around the girl I like but it also happens when you’re around and well, you get it, right?”
Tony blinked. He did get it. But he wanted Mike to say it. “What do you mean?” He asked, a teasing tone could be detected in his voice.
Mike’s face was getting redder. All of a sudden, the temperature of the room rose.
“God, Tony, you’re an idiot.”
“No, I’m not. I just don’t get it,” he teased, not gripping on the blanket anymore but instead he was poking Mike’s side.
“I like you, alright,” Mike admitted.
Hearing the answer, Tony giggled.
“Don’t do that,” Mike muttered angrily.
By his sudden outburst, Tony was puzzled. “Do what?”
“Being adorable,” Mike answered as he turned to Tony. Tony blushed and Mike took the advantage to move closer, closing the gap between them and planted a small kiss on Tony’s lips. Tony smiled after Mike pulled away and said, “By the way, it’s not stomach ache. They’re butterflies.”
All of them refused to go because of the tiring performance but Vic, being the oldest (he likes to use the fact that he’s the oldest to get them to listen to him) had managed to make all of the three guys come to the bar with him.
So they drank. And drank. And drank. Soon enough, Tony and Mike was drunk.
But the next thing Tony knew, he was shoved against the wall of their apartment by Mike. Mike’s lips was on Tony’s, kissing him like he never kissed before while Tony’s hands were pulling Mike closer to him.
Tony pulled away from the kiss to breathe as he huffed slightly. Mike took the chance to plant little kisses on his neck, earning a small moan from Tony as he squirmed.
Tony was struggling to take Mike’s shirt off but it was hard when Mike was kissing his neck and the fact that they were both drunk didn’t help it either. Before Tony could give another attempt in undressing Mike, Mike had carried him and soon enough they were inside Mike’s room.
Tony had felt his back hit the bed with Mike on top of him, nibbling on his earlobe as he whispered, “Tony, I love you so fucking much,” while his hands were working on the hem of Tony’s shirt.
Tony wasn’t sure whether Mike was saying that for real or was it because he was drunk. But Tony was drunk too, and everything just slipped out of his mouth (unfortunately, Tony was the type of drunk who tells the truth). “I love you too, Mikey, always.”
Mike managed to remove his and Tony’s clothes in a blink of an eye. They kissed again and this time, Mike’s finger had found its way to Tony’s entrance. Tony wasn’t sure what was wrong with him – he never had any sex with guys before but maybe he was too drunk to care when he said, “No, I need you inside of me” because he didn’t want any foreplay.
Mike gave Tony a smirk and kissed his neck while murmuring, “I’d be gentle.”
Mike took out a lubricant under his bed which he had kept in case any of this would ever happen (and it was happening to him!). Mike coated his member with the lubricant and Tony only watch him as he did. Once he was done, he turned to Tony and kissed his cheek as he positioned himself at Tony’s entrance, slowly penetrating him. Tony whined when it slowly got in, it hurts at first. It hurts to the point Tony’s nail was digging into Mike’s back. Mike gritted his teeth, enduring the pain of Tony’s nail scratching his back.
“Slowly,” Tony whimpered as Mike was fully inside of him. The pain was too much for Tony that tears were forming on his eyes. Although Mike was drunk, he couldn’t help but to softly smile and did as he was told.
Eventually, the pain subsided and turned into pleasure. Moans and grunts filled the room as Mike pounded into Tony, the sound of skin slapping skin got louder and soon enough, both of them were close to the climax. Tony’s hands grabbed whatever they could – Mike’s head, the bedsheet – anything. Both of them were in ecstasy that they didn’t give a fuck that what they were doing were wrong. But it felt right at the moment, so why not?
Mike kept on going and going, faster, deeper, grunting as he thrust harder. Then Tony felt a tug on his stomach then he came with first, throwing his head back and his back arched, moaning as loud as he could. Mike came next after a few more thrusts, groaning Tony’s name.
Mike pulled out and laid beside Tony. “I love you,” Tony murmured and he earned a kiss from Mike. Soon enough, both of them fell asleep.
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When was it when Tony realized it was a huge mistake to sleep with your band member? Oh yeah, the next morning when he found himself naked beside a naked sleeping Mike. At first, he closed his eyes because he was too sleepy to care. But his brain was slowly progressing the fact that he had probably had sex with Mike and that was when he was completely awake, with eyes as wide as saucers and screamed.
Though both of them were covered in blankets, Tony knew that they were naked because a) of course Tony knew he was naked, it was his body for fuck’s sake and b) he could feel mike unclothed dick on his thighs.
Tony’s scream woke Mike up. Mike turned around, surprised to find Tony looking scared as fuck while holding tightly on the blanket. Mike’s head hurt from drinking a lot and all of a sudden, the memories from last night came into his head. He turned to Tony, who was having difficulty with breathing.
“Oh my fucking god, Mike. What have we done? What have I done?” Tony mumbled. He was beginning to feel anxious. “I’m so sorry this happened. I was drunk and I, I really didn’t know this was going to happen. If only I didn’t drink too much, if only –“ Tony was muttering and Mike found it adorable.
“Tone, Tony, calm down,” Mike soothed.
“How can I calm down? I fucked things up. We were supposed to be band mates and friends and friends just don’t fuck each other but I, we—”
“Tone, do you really think this is a mistake?” Mike asked and for some very good reasons, he was hoping that Tony would say no.
Tony stopped mumbling and looked straight at Mike. Mike was waiting for an answer with a hopeful glint on his eyes. Tony could tell that Mike did not regret it or even feel guilty that any of this happened.
Mike asked him again, “Do you mean what you’ve said last night?” Tony blinked, not knowing what Mike was talking about. Tony didn’t recall he had said anything. Mike sensed his confusion so he gulped and said, “The thing that you said about you… you love me?”
Tony’s eyes widened and his cheeks were by then turning red. “W – what?”
“Because if that’s true then…” by then, it was Mike’s turn to blush.
“Then what?” Tony slowly asked. All of a sudden, he had forgotten that he was supposed to regret all of this had happened but he didn’t. He was more focused to what Mike was trying to tell him.
“Forget it.”
“No, Mike, tell me.”
Mike looked away, covering his red face. “You know, I think I always have these were stomach ache when you’re around, and I think that only happens when I’m around the girl I like but it also happens when you’re around and well, you get it, right?”
Tony blinked. He did get it. But he wanted Mike to say it. “What do you mean?” He asked, a teasing tone could be detected in his voice.
Mike’s face was getting redder. All of a sudden, the temperature of the room rose.
“God, Tony, you’re an idiot.”
“No, I’m not. I just don’t get it,” he teased, not gripping on the blanket anymore but instead he was poking Mike’s side.
“I like you, alright,” Mike admitted.
Hearing the answer, Tony giggled.
“Don’t do that,” Mike muttered angrily.
By his sudden outburst, Tony was puzzled. “Do what?”
“Being adorable,” Mike answered as he turned to Tony. Tony blushed and Mike took the advantage to move closer, closing the gap between them and planted a small kiss on Tony’s lips. Tony smiled after Mike pulled away and said, “By the way, it’s not stomach ache. They’re butterflies.”
That was possibly the most cutest thing I have ever read
8/17/14