'SmutFest' - Pairing 14
After finishing this one-shot a few months ago, I realized that I like this pairing more and more. I dunno what it is, but in my eyes they'd make such a hot couple together. For those who are still asking who I'm talking about, it's Mike/Stephen... yeah... a "Couples" inspired pairing. So if you want more of them and have not read "Couples" yet, it's your own fault.
Pairing: Mike (Miz)/Stephen (Sheamus)
Title: "Would you still like me?"
Summary: 50 guys compared to two guys... One feels like a slut, the other one like a virgin... Are their feelings strong enough to forget their pasts?
Warning: Slash, Smut, partly rough
Disclaimer: I own some very cozy and lovely muses... the rest belongs to WWE and wives, girlfriends or boyfriends :P
„Would you still like me if I wasn't that sexy?"
One room, one big couch, two men. It was only their second date by now, but both, Mike as well as Stephen, felt the connection between them rising with every minute they spent together. Actually, they had felt the connection, that chemistry from their very first conversation on. Thus, it really had not been a surprise when one day, Stephen had asked the younger man out.
A deep chuckle filled the room, Stephen shaking his head from left to right -arm casually draped over the back of the couch, one leg drawn towards his body, facing the young brunette. "Aye."
That low Irish accent had been one of the reasons, Mike had fallen for the redhead, that deep, hoarse rumble sending chills down his spine every time Stephen opened his lips. Another thing he found more than attractive: those full, wide lips, surely not only made for kissing as he had already experienced during their first date.
The smug smirk on Mike's face distracted the older man from his obvious nervousness. In all honesty, despite his image, despite his cockiness, Mike did not have many dating-experiences so far, not with men at least. He had just about discovered his attraction towards the same sex three years ago. Given, three years was a lot of time, but he had never had the guts to really act on it.
"Would you still like me if I told ya that… I'm kinda new to this whole thing?"
"Whuat thing?" A red eyebrow quirked up, Stephen's greens studied Mike's now fading smugness as the younger man lowered his head, nervously chewing his lips while his fingers played with the hem of his shirt.
"Well… this whole dating a guy thing."
Not able to keep the chuckle from escaping, Stephen's lips formed a soft smile. To him, Mike's sudden shyness was rather cute and he could not help but to reach a hand out to him, stroking that slightly blushing, perfect cheekbone of his.
"How many have ya been wit'?"
Despite his efforts to stay nonchalant, Mike's cheeks started to burn at the question, reddening even more -if possible- as he swallowed down the lump in his throat. "Two." It was barely above a whisper, voice shaky and nervous as his eyes flickered back up to meet the sympathic, warm smile of his date, instantly drowning in those beautiful greens that showed nothing but understanding.
"Well… would ya still like me if Ah told ya, Ah'm a whore?"
Mike's eyes widened almost comically as he stared at the older male, blinking rapidly to register what he had just asked, lips opening to speak, but words not wanting to come out.
"How… how… many?"
"45… 50… Actually I dunno." Seeing the shocked expression on the young brunette's face, Stephen let go of a sigh, pulling his hand back again from the smooth, still burning cheek to run it through his hair.
"But… why?"
Of course, it was a silly question to ask, but Mike's brain simply could not form any other thought right now, nothing senseful, nothing that would have loosened the awkwardness of the situation. Casually leaning back against the arm of the couch, the redhead shrugged, lowering his eyes as he took a deep breath.
"Ah dunno… Casual flings, One-Night Stands… Tryin' da find tha' one guy who'd be worth keepin'… Ah mean, Ah'm 32 now… Ah've started when Ah was 20. Guess that's a lawt of time… So… It's nawt THAT much, reallah. Like two guys ah year."
Letting his eyes wander back up again, expecting Mike to already be gone -or at least on the jump- he was surprised to see the younger man smirking back at him, one hand reaching out to squeeze that broad, muscular thigh. Tongue sneaking out to lick his suddenly dry lips, Stephen could feel the heat inside of him rising immediately, that one touch already enough to set him on fire.
"Well… maybe you can… teach me then?"
"Teach ya, eh?" Not only the request, but also the thought, made Stephen's jeans tighten to a point where it hurt and before Mike could give him an answer, or had the time to think it over, the older mans lips were already on his, rough at first, demanding, dominating and bruising, taking his breath. Tongue gaining entrance, not even waiting for the young man to grand it to him, but forcing its way inside, a low growl of lust escaped the plump lips of the Irishman.
Head spinning and brain melting, Mike was already reduced to a shivering mess, anticipation of what was about to come clouding his thoughts. Hands began to fumble, fingers started to tremble, breathing becoming irregular, clothes flying everywhere.
Even though he was insecure, nervous, even though he was not sure of what he was doing right then, right there, ONE thing Mike was sure about: he wanted this. From the first moment, he had seen Stephen, he had felt that special sympathy towards the older man. Every single time they met, he found himself staring at him, imagining all kind of dirty things, inappropriate things, fantasizing about what could be… and now that he finally got the chance, he sure would not let it slip past. Inexperience would not keep him from getting what he wanted.
Soon enough they were both down to their boxershorts, Stephen's eyes -clouded with lust- roaming over the tanned, toned body of the younger man, drinking in the sight of him sprawled out underneath, ready and willing. The thought alone made his cock twitch. From the first moment they had met, he had dreamt about this moment to come, had fantasized about taking the younger man, marking him, showing him what heaven was like. Knowing that Mike only had two guys so far only made it the more interesting for him, the more challenging.
Claiming the brunette's lips with his again, softer this time, gentle and sweet, Stephen shifted around until he was seated between the strong thighs of the younger man, hands on either side of his head as he started to rock his hips back and forth, their still covered sexes brushing against each other.
Pulling back from those oh so tempting, voluminous lips, Stephens mouth traveled further south, worshipping first Mike's throat, then his chest, with chaste kisses, exploring and tasting the sweetness of his skin. Facials tickling, partly scratching -a welcome addition to the already more than stimulating warmth of Stephen's lips- Mike let a content sigh escape his lips as his eyes fluttered shut, getting lost in the sensation of getting admired like that. One hand softly caressing the red hair while his other hand was tightly grasping onto the cushions, he could feel the hot mouth latching and nibbling at his skin, the lapping and kissing the reddening marks.
Green, hooded eyes stayed fixed on the pleased feature of the young brunette while his tongue circled one hard nub, licking over it before sucking on it, gaining a lustful hiss from the man underneath. Proud smirk growing, Stephen continued to caress the erogenous nub with his teeth and his tongue, changing back and forth between biting and sucking, kissing and licking until he had Mike writhing and panting. Proceeding further, he went over to the other hardened nipple, giving it the same treatment, finishing with a rather rough tuck.
"One of tham ever done thawt ta ya?"
Lids fluttering open, bottom lip sucked in, Mike's brain was only capable of so much and he shook his head while staring into those emerald greens, the smug smirk on the older mans lips not going unnoticed. Before he knew it, Stephen's lips were back on his body, traveling further down his torso, stopping at his navel, tongue flicking out to dip into it. Fingers instinctively fisting in the red hair, soft mewl escaping his lips, Mike let his eyes flutter shut again, swallowing hard when Stephen repeated the motion.
Neither of his two exes' had ever pleasured him like this, had ever taken so much time in exploring his body. Gladly, his affair with his Real World roommate had only lasted 2 weeks and had ended rather abruptly when Kevin decided Mike was not worth giving up his image as womanizer. Even then, the two weeks did consist of drunken fumbling, experimenting and meaningless fucks rather than making love. His second relationship, correction… affair, had at least lasted 3 months, but still there had never been more than random fucking sessions in between Mike's training and the guys excessive life-style of partying, racing and fucking girls. Never once had Mark taken his time to make it last, make it more enjoyable.
He had always blamed it on his own inexperience though, but now, now that Stephen was showing him so much more ways to get riled up, he knew it had not been him who had failed, not alone.
He could feel long, slender fingers running along his waistline, his breath hitching when they carefully pealed back the material of his boxershorts. A fresh breeze hitting his pubics made him open his eyes only to stare into a pool of darkened greens as Stephen wet his lips, not even looking at what he was doing, just lowering the cotton material more and more until Mike was fully exposed to him.
Mike could have cummed just by the look of pure lust in Stephen's eyes, lust for him, for his body. Forcing himself to breathe, the young brunette watched as Stephen slid the boxershorts down his shivering legs and threw them away before letting his gaze drift over the trembling, tanned statue lying in front of him.
His eyes darkened even more when they came to a halt at the piece of his desire, mouth watering at what he saw, such a perfect shape, cut, smooth skin, completely shaved and rock-hard… just for him. Stephen could not help the growl emitting from deep within his throat as he crawled back onto Mike -their eyes locking again- until he stopped midway, face now on the same level as the brunette's sex. Smile gracing his else so rough features, the Irishman slowly lowered his head, gaze not once leaving Mike's eyes as he tentatively took a first lick, closing his eyes for just one second as he savored the sweet taste with a pleased moan.
Mike himself was frozen on the spot, though his hips wanted to buck wildly and a low moan wanted so badly to escape his throat, he could not help but to lay still as stone, just staring, wanting to memorize every single touch of Stephen's tongue, every single lick and bite, every single second, afraid that this would be over faster than he wanted.
"Anaone eva done thawt?"
He could clearly see the blush rising in Mike's cheeks as the younger man nodded his head, smirk growing wider on his lips as he squeezed Mike's thighs before lowering his head again… swallowing him in one go.
Back arching off the couch, head pressed back into the cushions, lids fluttering shut, Mike could not hold back the moan anymore. THAT definitely no one had done to him so far.
Switching off his gagging reflex, relaxing his throat as good as possible, Stephen had no problem to take him all in until his nose hit the taut muscles of Mike's lower half. He swallowed around it, reveling into those cute little whimpers and moans escaping the brunette's lips, before lapping his way back up.
He was not really a fan of giving head, but this was not about him, it was about teaching Mike, making him feel good, really good, showing him what heaven was. Releasing the pulsing girth with a pop, he swirled his tongue around the tip, voice dripping with sex.
"They dawn thawt?"
When the younger man could only shake his head, bottom lip tucked in between his teeth, cheeks burning and flushed, Stephen went down again with a smirk, using his teeth to graze the sensitive skin, the flesh throbbing in his mouth.
It did not take long for Mike to feel that familiar feeling rising inside the pits of his stomach, though he had never felt it this intense, this achingly good, the grip in Stephen's red hair getting tighter, fingers digging into it, almost ripping it out.
Sensing Mike's oncoming explosion, Stephen was quick to release his throbbing girth, but not before giving him another swift lick and kissing the tip. The disappointed whine did not get unnoticed but ignored as his lips slowly made their way further down, over the rock-hard balls -teasing them a little with bites and licks- to the quivering crack.
Feeling Mike's body tense, tremble slightly, he gave his thighs another soft squeeze before licking swiftly over his crack, burying his nose in between those two pert cheeks, moaning at the unique taste. Hands moving back to help, carefully spreading the two round globes apart; he let his tongue circle the tiny, red pucker, smirking at the pleased gasp he gained from the young man.
Delving straight in, only a little at first, using his thumbs to open him up, drawing back before pushing in again, deeper this time, tongue lapping at the smooth walls, feeling the tightness, groin hardening at the thought of soon being buried inside that tight heat.
Surely, no one had ever done that to him. His whole body shuddering, muscles tensing and his breathing becoming ragged, he let his hand slip from Stephen's hair to tightly grip onto the cushions, pressing his hips back against Stephen's lips. The cold wetness, the soft caress of his inner walls, the lustful groans from the older man, were something completely new to him and he tried to memorize each little flick of that skillful tongue and each tiny noise the older man let go of.
Drawing his knees further towards his torso, almost bending himself in two, he gave the Irishman more room to work, shuddering when the tip of that long, thick tongue swiftly brushed over his sweet spot, a gasp of pure pleasure, pure lust ringing through the air.
"God… Stephen… please!"
Feeling the heat stretching more and more with every single thrust of his tongue, Stephen carefully added his middle-finger, ignoring the slight hiss by the younger man as he pushed it deep inside, widening his insides further. The next plea, about a minute later, made him finally listen, and - after withdrawing his finger and his tongue-, he gave the sensitive pucker a last soft kiss before crawling back up the sweating, glistening body, showering it with chaste kisses.
He did not stop before he was eye-to-eye with the younger man, licking his lips as they stared at each other, Mike swallowing hard as he felt Stephen's bare chest sliding over his, those broad muscles covering his body, making him feel safe, feel at ease. The warm, reassuring smile on the Irishman's lips told him that he had nothing to be nervous about. With that added assurance, he let his hands travel down between them to finally get rid of the last piece of clothing keeping them from being together.
Slightly shaking fingers hooked into the silken, brown material, slowly sliding it down those muscular, thick thighs, eyes flicking back and forth between Stephen's smooth lips and those soft, green eyes, drowning in their warmth. Using his legs to kick off the disturbing piece of clothing, he let his eyes finally travel down that pale but velvety skin until they stopped at his current piece of desire, eyes widening instantly when he saw what Stephen had kept hidden from him all the time. This surely would be new to him.
Who would have thought that he would be able to shut the else the cocky loudmouth up with only one single glimpse at his… pride?
Gulping down the lump in his throat, Mike forced his eyes back up again, only to meet the sparkling greens of his lover. The blush on his cheeks told Stephen that the nervousness had returned and he lifted one of his hands to slowly run it down Mike's cheek, thumb brushing softly over the plump lips before placing a sweet kiss on them, murmuring a quick "Ya still want this?" before pulling back only to see the young man nodding, hesitantly, but firmly.
Claiming those sweet lips with his again, the older man took hold of himself, his aching and so far abandoned length already hard and ready ever since their first kiss, giving it a few more pumps before leading it towards is goal, gently, carefully easing inside. Green orbs staying fixed on Mike's face, reading his expression, watching every single change in his mimics as he pushed further in. The resistance -though careful preparation and stretching- was still hard to pass and in a moment of unbent lust and desire, he made a decision.
Pressing his lips to Mike's, he thrust forward in one swift movement, drowning the pained gasp from the younger man as he almost teared him in two. He knew that it was better to do it quick than to slowly ease in inch by inch, the pain only lasting a few short moments instead of minutes and he was not sure if he could have listened to Mike's pleas for him to stop. Hand soothingly caressing the ruffled up, brown hair, lips showing the flushed face with kisses, whispering sweet nothings, he gave the younger man time to adjust, time to catch his breath.
His whole lower half was burning, a stinging pain shooting up his spine, eyes bulging almost out of his head when he felt the thick girth ripping through him, but still… it felt so good, so right. Taking several deep, slow breath' and forcing his eyes back open, he willed his mind to concentrate on the amazing feeling of finally having Stephen inside of him, filling him, stuffing him so completely. The pain was soon blended out, shoved to the side, his hands grasping the thick biceps of his Irish lover, squeezing them tightly; he was rewarded with another soft and caressing kiss.
"Move… please!"
After having waited so long, having held back for so long, Stephen sure as hell would not ignore the slightly hissed whisper, carefully pulling back out of the tight heat as he stared down at his younger lover, watching those beautiful features contort in a mix of pain and pleasure.
Easing back inside, slowly, gently, Mike still staring back up at him, eyes steadily clouding with lust, Stephen let finally go of the deep groan he was holding back, for the first time really enjoying that hot, virgin-tight heat enveloping him, massaging him, fitting him like a fucking glove. His thrusts were smooth at first, hips rocking back and forth, as he found Mike's hand with his, lacing their fingers together.
Lips met swiftly in between pleased gasps and satisfied moans, chests sliding against eachothers, sweat-soaked, glistening bodies moving together in synch, foreheads pressed together.
With the already more than pleasuring foreplay, Mike knew he would not be able to last very long, trying to fight back the fire as long as possible. Legs wrapping around Stephen's waist, causing a slight change of angle, he realized soon enough though, that it was impossible to hold back.
"Oh god… I… I'm close… fuck… Stephen… I…"
As soon as Stephen felt those tight walls gripping him almost vice-like, starting to constrict around him, he stopped moving. Trying to help the young brunette with holding back, wanting this to last longer -not only for selfish reasons, but also because he had not shown Mike everything yet- but it was already too late.
Just one single shift of his hips and Mike was exploding all over their sweaty bodies, lids fluttering shut as he shuddered through his release, a silent gasp escaping his lips, his fingernails digging deeply into Stephen's pale skin -surely leaving marks in the aftermath.
Letting his head drop forward, nuzzling his nose in the crook of Mike's neck, not only inhaling the sweet scent of release, but also peppering the sensitive skin there with sweet kisses, Stephen started to move again as soon as the brunette's body had relaxed. "Ya feel incredible, Mike… Ya've no adea how fuckin' great ya feel." While one hand stayed in Mike's hair, gently playing with it, his other one held carefully onto one lithe hip, thumb massaging it while he picked up his pace.
The tightening of those unbelievable clenching muscles alone would have usually been enough to send him over the edge, but Stephen had forced himself to blend it out, to keep going, enjoying their coupling way too much to let it end already. Pulling back to look into those perfect, glistening baby-blues, a smile of content, of satisfaction so bright, so warm, met him and he had to will himself more than ever not to cum right then and there.
His thrusts though, became harder from this moment on, hard enough to shake the couch under them -thanking whoever had designed the room for putting such a huge couch in it- reveling in the pleased gasps of the young man, writhing and mewling underneath. The angle was still forcing his tip to brush Mike's prostate with every single deep and frantic thrust, the younger mans sex back to full length again, his whole senses stimulated by Stephen's skilled movements.
Feeling the fire rise inside of him, the tingle in his spine, his toes tensing, Stephen gave those last handful of thrusts everything he owned, going as hard as Mike let him, as deep as those tight walls would stretch until he let go with a string of curses, head thrown back, fingers tightly grasping the cushions as his body tensed and spasmed.
Mike had willed his eyes to stay open, watching the man of his dreams now shudder through his release, an image so pure, so sexy and perfect that he never wanted to miss it again. The hot streams of cum splashing his insides, that pulsing, throbbing tip pressing against his sweet-spot, paired with the image in front of him… he did not even need to be touched and he was a goner again.
The second orgasm was less intense -yet it was what stayed fixed in Stephen's mind forever- as Mike's eyes stared into his own throughout it, those soft, plump lips whispering his name over and over again until he was completely spent. Not one ounce of energy left in his body, Mike's body collapsed limply back against the cushions, a content sigh emitting from his hoarse throat.
For Stephen it was the most beautiful sound ever and the only thought running through his mind at that very moment was that maybe, just maybe, he had finally found that one guy worth keeping.
Next pairing will be Cody/Alex Riley. Yay for me!!!
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