Fic: Mr. President...
Title: Mr. President
Pairing: Nick/Michael
Rating: NC-17
Summary: They are separated by a bus... Nick gets what he wants at the rest stop...
Author’s Notes: Series.
Michael looked out the window of the bus; he rested against it as they started their journey to their first venue of tour with the Jonas Brothers. When Ned had told them, his stomach did flips; he’d be with his young lover for the duration of a tour. Not only his lover, he smirked, his President. The thought of those words about Nick jumped straight down to his groin. He bit his lip and hopped up, climbing into his bunk, he grabbed his phone.
Rest stop soon... He smiled as he received a text back instantly.
Meet me behind the shop. X Michael didn’t reply back, he smiled happily and cuddled up to his pillow. His curtain was pulled away and the grinning form of Alex was stood in front of him.
“Andrew asked if you were getting off the bus at the rest stop.” Alex poked Michael and giggled.
“Of course, I’m gonna have a quick walk about.” Michael smiles, feeling guilty that lying had become so easily. Alex nodded slowly.
“You want some company?” Michael smiles and shakes his head.
“Thanks though.” Alex walks off, leaving Michael alone again.
Ten minutes later and the bus pulled up at the rest station, Michael jumped off, he walked around the back of the shop and saw his lover standing there, one leg resting against the wall, his hands on his thighs, Michael smiled, wrapping his arms around him, kissing his cheek. Nick sighed happily, resting against him, a small evil grin came to his face, he looked up at his older lover and nipped at his earlobe. Michael whimpered, looking at him.
“You look good,” he whispers, lust evident in his voice. He pulled Michael’s body flush against his, devouring his mouth in a heated kiss. “Taste better,” he rolls his body against Michael’s, biting against his bottom lip. Michael whimpered quietly, pressing his body against Nick’s.
“Love your taste,” Michael says, pulling away slightly, he looks around briefly before sinking to his knees, he looks up, silently asking for permission as he nuzzled against his groin softly. With a small nod, Michael was granted what he wanted the most: Nick.
He wasted no time pulling his jeans open and his boxers down, gently sucking on the head of his cock, wrapping his tongue around him, pressing against his slit as he swallowed around him, taking him in deeper. He pulled away and licked up and down his shaft slowly, whimpering quietly against him. Nick knew they had to be quick with this though, it would only take a second for someone to come and find them. He looked down at Michael, pushing his head against his cock more. Michael took the invitation to take him all in; he sucked him hard, swallowing around him. He scraped his teeth over the underside of his shaft, Nick moaned, he loved it when Michael did that to him. He sucked him harder, smirking around him, his hand groping his balls, his nails running over his balls slowly. Nick rocked back and forth harder and faster. Michael swallowed harder, sucking him faster.
Nick raised his hand to his mouth, moaning around his fist as he came hard down his throat. Michael swallowed him down, sucking him through his orgasm. When he had come down from his high, he tucked Nick back in, sorting out his trousers, looking up at him. Nick pulled him up, kissing him hard, running his tongue around his mouth, moaning as he tasted himself. He pulled away, panting against Michael, he stroked his cheek softly and looked down at his groin, smirking seeing how hard Michael had gotten.
“We’ll sort you out when we get to the hotel.” He rubbed their noses together, moving away before Michael had time to complain. He let out a groan, resting his head on the wall. Following him moments after, his hands shoved in his pockets to try and cover up his notable erection. He couldn’t wait until they got to the hotel, he knew Nick would have something up his sleeve; he couldn’t wait to find out what that was...