Tease (1/1)
Title: Tease
Author: wakingnitemarex / hatemetoday_xx
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Michael Johns/Jason Castro
Word Count: 1276
Summary: Jason is a tease, and Michael has had enough
Author's Note: I wrote this for a request at the AI kink meme, so some of you may already have read it. Enjoy!
Michael Johns walks into the bedroom that he shares with David Cook and Jason Castro to find the younger of his two roommates sitting on his bed, playing guitar and wearing nothing but his boxers. Even though he sees the boy like this every day, his breath is still stolen by the beauty every time. It doesn't help that he and Jason have been doing this sweet flirting thing for weeks, and Michael is dying to take it farther.
Jason slowly looks up at Michael as he enters the room, his eyelashes batting endearingly. He gives the Aussie a sexy smile, taking in the way Michael is looking at him before he returns his attention to the fret board of his guitar and the fingers that are delicately moving along it. Michael finds himself transfixed by those fingers, wishing desperately to feel them wrapping around his cock. Jason glances up at Michael again, surprised to see him still staring. He slowly stands up, stretching out. He walks over to Michael, and smiles. "What's up, Papa Johns?"
Michael watches Jason's body as the boy stretches, and licks his lips softly. "Oh, not much," he replies, giving a casual shrug, his eyes running over Jason's body again.
Jason giggles softly, and walks past him, brushing his hand unnecessarily against Michael's thigh as he passes. "Well that sounds boring." Michael shivers, because Jason's hand had just been so close. "We should do something. I'm bored anyways."
"Like what?", Michael asks, trying to sound natural.
"I don't know," he returns his guitar to it's stand, then flops down on Michael's bed, rolling over onto his back, and crossing his arms behind his head.
Michael closes his eyes for a moment, because Jason laying like that on his bed is really just too much. He moves to sit at the end of the bed, and Jason sits up quickly, moving closer to Michael.
He bats his eyelashes sweetly, "Any ideas?"
Plenty, Michael thinks to himself, smiling a bit. "I might."
"Oh? Like what?" Jason raises an eyebrow at him, and lets his hand fall gently against Michael's knee.
"Nothing, really. Boring stuff. Why don't you come up with something?"
Jason gives him that signature goofy smile. "Okay." He pulls back, sitting up against the headboard. "Ask me something, anything, and then I'll answer it and ask you something?"
Oh you have got to be kidding me, Michael thinks, frustrated. "I think we already know everything there is to know about each other, Jay."
"Not everything," Jason smirks, wiggling his eyebrows a little. "Ask me something."
"Fine," Michael sighs, trying to think of something appropriate. "Why do you insist on children's games?"
"Hey. That's not cool," he pouts, "Because they're fun. And it gives me an excuse to ask you this," Michael looks up, curious now, "Do you want to fuck me?" Michael stares at him for a long moment, processing Jason's question. "Now, that's not an offer," Jason continues, "I just wanna know."
Michael almost groans in frustration. Why is this kid such a tease? "Yes," he finally whispers, "Yes, Jason, I do want to fuck you."
Jason smiles coyly, playing with one of his dreads. "You're turn."
What the Hell does he say after that? Oh, that's right. "Why do you insist on being such a tease?"
"Me?", he looks at Michael innocently, "I don't tease!"
"I beg to differ," the older man practically growls, and Jason closes his eyes for a moment, a warmth spreading through him.
He opens his eyes a crack, "How badly do you wanna fuck me?" He leans forward now, kneeling directly in front of Michael, meeting his gaze.
Michael's pants are starting to feel just a bit too tight, and he stares into Jason's deep blue eyes. "Very badly."
Jason smiles to himself, satisfied, and sits back against the headboard, he gestures to Michael to ask again.
"Do you want me to fuck you?"
Oh, he's just a bit trapped now. Should've known Michael would pull something like that. "I wouldn't mind," he answers after a long moment. He lets his hand slide down over his chest, and come to rest just over his crotch, and watches as Michael's eyes follow his every move. "What do you want to do with me? Still hypothetical, of course."
"Everything." He slowly brings his gaze back to Jason's eyes, and shudders. He leans in closer, "Can I kiss you?"
Jason honestly contemplates that for a moment, and Michael can feel the frusteration bubbling through him. Finally Jason opens his mouth to answer. "I think I'd be okay with that."
Michael leans in hungrily, pressing his lips fiercely to Jason's. However, Jason is certainly in control here, and the kiss soon turns delicate and sweet, before Jason pulls back, leaving him wanting more.
"Am I making you hard?" Jason breaths his question quietly, right against Michael's ear.
Michael moans very softly, but before he can answer, they hear the front door open, and David calls out to them.
Jason grins, and runs his hand lightly over Michael's errected cock. "You'll have to answer that later." He stands, walking out to the living room, leaving a very frustrated Michael behind.
David's only home for about an hour before he runs out on them again, and he's barely closed the door when Michael has Jason pinned to the couch. "I'm picking the game this time." He growls, before standing, and half-dragging Jason to the bedroom, where he then throws him down onto the bed, and crawls on top of him.
Jason holds back a squeak of delight as he feels his back hit the mattress. Michael tears off his own shirt, before pulling Jason's boxers off. He gets off of Jason long enough to finish stripping himself, before crawling onto him again. He presses his lips to Jason's roughly, and Jason's hands knot into his hair, holding him there. Michael slowly guides his hand down to Jason's cock, stroking it gently until it's hard, and then jacking him off roughly. Jason moans into his mouth, and the sound makes Michael grow harder.
Jason's messily releases himself into Michael's hand and onto his stomach, his head thrown back against the pillows, and his moans coursing through his entire body. Michael leans in kissing him again, before sucking gently on the boys nipples making him moan again.
After another long moment, Michael flips Jason over onto his stomach, and listens as the boy gasps when Michael slides his fingers inside of him, stretching him out. "Michael", he whimpers, and Michael understands what he wants. He pulls his fingers out slowly, pulling a whine from Jason's throat, then positions himself against Jason's entrance, and pushes himself inside.
He moans as he feels Jason's tightness, and slowly starts to rock against Jason, his speed steadily increasing. Jason moans beneath him, and soon Michael's own moans are mixed in as well.
He cums with a loud moan of Jason's name, before collapsing against him, panting for breath. After a while he pulls out of Jason, and rolls over to lay next to him. Jason curls up against him, and Michael wraps his arms around him.
Jason smiles shyly, and looks up at Michael's face. He presses a soft kiss to the Aussie's jaw line.
"I didn't think you'd last past question one."
Author: wakingnitemarex / hatemetoday_xx
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: Michael Johns/Jason Castro
Word Count: 1276
Summary: Jason is a tease, and Michael has had enough
Author's Note: I wrote this for a request at the AI kink meme, so some of you may already have read it. Enjoy!
Michael Johns walks into the bedroom that he shares with David Cook and Jason Castro to find the younger of his two roommates sitting on his bed, playing guitar and wearing nothing but his boxers. Even though he sees the boy like this every day, his breath is still stolen by the beauty every time. It doesn't help that he and Jason have been doing this sweet flirting thing for weeks, and Michael is dying to take it farther.
Jason slowly looks up at Michael as he enters the room, his eyelashes batting endearingly. He gives the Aussie a sexy smile, taking in the way Michael is looking at him before he returns his attention to the fret board of his guitar and the fingers that are delicately moving along it. Michael finds himself transfixed by those fingers, wishing desperately to feel them wrapping around his cock. Jason glances up at Michael again, surprised to see him still staring. He slowly stands up, stretching out. He walks over to Michael, and smiles. "What's up, Papa Johns?"
Michael watches Jason's body as the boy stretches, and licks his lips softly. "Oh, not much," he replies, giving a casual shrug, his eyes running over Jason's body again.
Jason giggles softly, and walks past him, brushing his hand unnecessarily against Michael's thigh as he passes. "Well that sounds boring." Michael shivers, because Jason's hand had just been so close. "We should do something. I'm bored anyways."
"Like what?", Michael asks, trying to sound natural.
"I don't know," he returns his guitar to it's stand, then flops down on Michael's bed, rolling over onto his back, and crossing his arms behind his head.
Michael closes his eyes for a moment, because Jason laying like that on his bed is really just too much. He moves to sit at the end of the bed, and Jason sits up quickly, moving closer to Michael.
He bats his eyelashes sweetly, "Any ideas?"
Plenty, Michael thinks to himself, smiling a bit. "I might."
"Oh? Like what?" Jason raises an eyebrow at him, and lets his hand fall gently against Michael's knee.
"Nothing, really. Boring stuff. Why don't you come up with something?"
Jason gives him that signature goofy smile. "Okay." He pulls back, sitting up against the headboard. "Ask me something, anything, and then I'll answer it and ask you something?"
Oh you have got to be kidding me, Michael thinks, frustrated. "I think we already know everything there is to know about each other, Jay."
"Not everything," Jason smirks, wiggling his eyebrows a little. "Ask me something."
"Fine," Michael sighs, trying to think of something appropriate. "Why do you insist on children's games?"
"Hey. That's not cool," he pouts, "Because they're fun. And it gives me an excuse to ask you this," Michael looks up, curious now, "Do you want to fuck me?" Michael stares at him for a long moment, processing Jason's question. "Now, that's not an offer," Jason continues, "I just wanna know."
Michael almost groans in frustration. Why is this kid such a tease? "Yes," he finally whispers, "Yes, Jason, I do want to fuck you."
Jason smiles coyly, playing with one of his dreads. "You're turn."
What the Hell does he say after that? Oh, that's right. "Why do you insist on being such a tease?"
"Me?", he looks at Michael innocently, "I don't tease!"
"I beg to differ," the older man practically growls, and Jason closes his eyes for a moment, a warmth spreading through him.
He opens his eyes a crack, "How badly do you wanna fuck me?" He leans forward now, kneeling directly in front of Michael, meeting his gaze.
Michael's pants are starting to feel just a bit too tight, and he stares into Jason's deep blue eyes. "Very badly."
Jason smiles to himself, satisfied, and sits back against the headboard, he gestures to Michael to ask again.
"Do you want me to fuck you?"
Oh, he's just a bit trapped now. Should've known Michael would pull something like that. "I wouldn't mind," he answers after a long moment. He lets his hand slide down over his chest, and come to rest just over his crotch, and watches as Michael's eyes follow his every move. "What do you want to do with me? Still hypothetical, of course."
"Everything." He slowly brings his gaze back to Jason's eyes, and shudders. He leans in closer, "Can I kiss you?"
Jason honestly contemplates that for a moment, and Michael can feel the frusteration bubbling through him. Finally Jason opens his mouth to answer. "I think I'd be okay with that."
Michael leans in hungrily, pressing his lips fiercely to Jason's. However, Jason is certainly in control here, and the kiss soon turns delicate and sweet, before Jason pulls back, leaving him wanting more.
"Am I making you hard?" Jason breaths his question quietly, right against Michael's ear.
Michael moans very softly, but before he can answer, they hear the front door open, and David calls out to them.
Jason grins, and runs his hand lightly over Michael's errected cock. "You'll have to answer that later." He stands, walking out to the living room, leaving a very frustrated Michael behind.
David's only home for about an hour before he runs out on them again, and he's barely closed the door when Michael has Jason pinned to the couch. "I'm picking the game this time." He growls, before standing, and half-dragging Jason to the bedroom, where he then throws him down onto the bed, and crawls on top of him.
Jason holds back a squeak of delight as he feels his back hit the mattress. Michael tears off his own shirt, before pulling Jason's boxers off. He gets off of Jason long enough to finish stripping himself, before crawling onto him again. He presses his lips to Jason's roughly, and Jason's hands knot into his hair, holding him there. Michael slowly guides his hand down to Jason's cock, stroking it gently until it's hard, and then jacking him off roughly. Jason moans into his mouth, and the sound makes Michael grow harder.
Jason's messily releases himself into Michael's hand and onto his stomach, his head thrown back against the pillows, and his moans coursing through his entire body. Michael leans in kissing him again, before sucking gently on the boys nipples making him moan again.
After another long moment, Michael flips Jason over onto his stomach, and listens as the boy gasps when Michael slides his fingers inside of him, stretching him out. "Michael", he whimpers, and Michael understands what he wants. He pulls his fingers out slowly, pulling a whine from Jason's throat, then positions himself against Jason's entrance, and pushes himself inside.
He moans as he feels Jason's tightness, and slowly starts to rock against Jason, his speed steadily increasing. Jason moans beneath him, and soon Michael's own moans are mixed in as well.
He cums with a loud moan of Jason's name, before collapsing against him, panting for breath. After a while he pulls out of Jason, and rolls over to lay next to him. Jason curls up against him, and Michael wraps his arms around him.
Jason smiles shyly, and looks up at Michael's face. He presses a soft kiss to the Aussie's jaw line.
"I didn't think you'd last past question one."