Date: Sat, 6 Jul 2002 12:18:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Paul Jennings <success66@yahoo.com>
Subject: Michael, part 2

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Michael - Part 2

Writer's note: Well leave it to a good reader to pick up on a confusing
mistake.  If you read the last installment of this story, in the boardroom,
where a meeting had just taken place, Johnson and Reynolds have a
conversation.  Well folks, the conversation was actually about Robert, not
Michael.  Sorry for the confusion and thanks to the kindly soul that
pointed it out! Enjoy!

The morning sun hadn't made its appearance yet as Robert stirred from his
satisfied slumber.  He lay on his back and heard the rhythmic breathing
from his boss and hopeful lover, Michael.  His mind somewhat groggy from
the sleep but also numb from the events that led up to him not only being
with his boss but also falling head over heels in love with him.  By all
logic, this shouldn't happen.  But it did.

He closed his eyes and fell back to sleep.

"So what do we do now?"  Michael said with a smile on his face.

"What do you mean, "what do we do"?  I don't know.  I've never been in this
position with a man."  Robert turned towards Michael on the bed.  The smell
of freshly cleaned bodies and the damp hair permeated their space.

"Huh? You mean you've never been with a guy before or what?"  Michael was
confused.

"I mean, I've never been in a position where I've fallen head over heels
for someone who just happens to be my boss."

"Okay, let's just get something clear right now.  When we're outside of
work, I'm no longer your boss.  Got that?  Separation, remember?  We don't
have to talk shop and our time is our time."  Michael lay on his back.

"Hey bossman, don't get so pissy.  I was just making a point.  I know how
you feel but you have to understand this isn't as easy for me.  Tomorrow
when I wake up and walk into work I'm going to remember tonight.  I'm going
to remember making love to you."

Michael laughed.  "Is that what it was?  Making love?"

Robert slid his hand over Mike's chest and tummy.  He knew where his hand
would end up.  He slowly began to play with Mike's dick.

"What we did, Mikey," Robert snickered at calling him "Mikey", "is the
ultimate form of erotic love.  To cum with touching each other with nothing
more than our lips and cocks, has to be more than just sex.  Besides,
you'll know what making love is soon enough when I have my way with you."

There was a silence.  Mostly it was because Robert's hand was awakening
Michael's libido.  They both knew that once wouldn't be enough.  They had
experience passion, they experienced intimacy, but they both knew the thing
they both experienced was love.  A deep love that no one could touch.  It
scared them.  They weren't ready to admit it to themselves or each other.
That would take time.

"Robbie," asked Mike, "what are we going to do?  I love this but I wonder
if we're wrong for doing this.  I mean, you do have a point: we do work
together.  Do you think we could be in love?"

Robert looked into Michael's eyes.  Again, they searched for each other's
response by simply looking into the soul.  They knew the answer.  They both
smiled but again, the fear of the commitment.  The commitment to say, "I
love you" was too great.  They knew it was a matter of time but this was
only the first time.  They'd want more time together. They'd want to
experience everything each has to offer.  There was silence.

"Um Mike, I'm not going to answer that right now.  I think we both know the
answer but I'm not ready.  Are you?"

Michael turned towards Robert.  He took Robert's head and forced it towards
his and gave him an initial kiss.  It was as if he was preparing Robert for
more.  Their lips met again.  This time they didn't part.  Michael
continued to pull Robert on top of him.  Robert removed his hand from
Mike's hard dick and climbed on top.  The kiss continued as their lips were
now open and their tongues danced together.  There was a moan.  It came
from neither Robert nor Michael but it was mutual.

Robert started sliding his dick over Michael's.  He knew that he wanted
this man, but this time he didn't just want their dicks to make love, he
wanted Michael to claim him.  He wanted Mike's dick inside of him.  Fucking
him, no, making love to him and consummating their relationship.  He wanted
to feel the fullness of this man inside of him.

"Oh fuck Mikey, I need you so badly.  I want you to make love to me.
Please make love to me!"

"But I'm not prepared," Michael said breathlessly.  "I don't have any
condoms."

It was almost as if they both hit a brick wall.  The kissing stopped, the
touching stopped, and well, everything halted.

"Fuck...I want you." Robert sat up on Michael adjusting to let Mike's dick
slide between the crack of his ass.  "Have you ever fucked around Mike?"

"Uh no.  I don't do that.  You're my first guy.  My hand has been my only
sex partner."

"This is so wrong.  I've been tested.  I'm negative, I mean HIV negative.
I don't give a fuck about the condom.  You got lube?"  Robert was
possessed.  He wanted Robert now.

"Yeah, in the bathroom cabinet.  Are you sure it's okay?  I mean I don't
want to have any problems."  Michael knew that it was risky to say that but
he was concerned for Robert too.

"Well with the exception of Randy, I've been basically without any sexual
partners for some time.  And so you know, Randy and I doubled up on
condoms, so I don't think I'll have a problem there."  Robert continued to
move his ass over Mike's dick.  He wasn't going to lose this battle.  His
eyes pleaded with Michael's.  He leaned over and kissed Michael.

"Oh fuck, I know I'm going to hate myself in the morning but go ahead."
Michael couldn't resist this man.  He had never fucked a guy before but if
he truly wanted to know the extent of his love for this young buck, he was
going to experience first hand.

Robert joyfully leaped off Michael.  He ran to the bathroom and grabbed the
tube of KY that was in the cabinet.  He ran back and jumped on the bed.  He
was like a schoolboy with a new toy.  He thought about opening the tube but
then he got another idea.

"Mikey, have you ever fucked a guy before?"  Robert held the tube in his
warm hand.  He wanted the gel inside to be warm.

Michael turned himself towards his new lover and propped himself up on the
bed.  "Um no...just usually jacked other guys off."

"Just curious mostly.  I knew you said you fucked around with guys but
wasn't sure what to make of it.  I want this to be special.  I want you to
know what it's like to make love to me.  This is NOT a fuck, we'll do
plenty of that in the future.  This I want to mean more."  Robert looked
like a teacher as he spoke to his willing student.

"Well I don't want to hurt you.  But I'm game if you are."

"Oh I am REALLY game..." Robert smiled and put the tube of KY in Mike's
hand.  "Keep hold of this while I get you ready."

"Geez, I feel like a patient being rolled in for surgery. I..." Michael was
shut up by the attack of Robert's mouth.  This time the kiss wasn't
passionate, it was lusty.  It reeked of sexuality.  It wasn't long but it
was hard.  Slowly Robert pulled away and then started kissing Michael as he
pushed Mike onto his back.

He nibbled at Mike's ears and then moved to his neck.  Mike groaned.  He
would note that for future use.  As he moved to Michael's chest their eyes
locked into each other.  Robert wasn't going to play games.  He wanted two
things: Michael's cock in his mouth, and Michael's cock in his ass.

In their conversation over protection, Mikey's dick went flaccid.  It
started to show signs of life when Robert began his pursuit but it wasn't
until Robert moved completely between Michael's legs that it started to
grow with intensity.  Robert's eyes were still locked on Mike's.  Before
the dick became rigid, Robert began to slide the head into his mouth.  He
felt Mike's blood filling up the head and shaft as he continued burying the
cock deeper in his throat.

Michael jumped.  Never in his life had he had someone deep throat him.
Rarely did his ex ever give him head but somehow he felt that was about to
change with Robert.  The feeling was extreme.  He felt an explosion in
every nerve ending in his body.  His head reeled back as his hips plunged
his cock deeper into Robert's mouth.

Robert knew it wouldn't take long.  He massaged the now rigid cock in his
mouth and throat.  He wasn't going to do this long because the real aim of
this exercise was get what was in his mouth up his ass.  As he continued to
lick and bob on the cock, he grabbed the tube of lubricant from his lover's
loose hand.  He manipulated the cap to open it, then squeezed the warm
juice out on his finger tips.  He kept his rhythm of oral prowess on
Michael as he reached around and rubbed the lubricant on his ass and even
managed to poke a finger or two up there to loosen him up.  He didn't have
much time.

"Oh fuck Robbie, this feels great.  So fuckin' hot.  I can't stand it.  I'm
so hot.  I want to cum."

Robert slowly released Michael's cock from his mouth.  He once again
slithered up Mike's body to his mouth.  There were no words, just lips.
Robert was in control and Michael knew it.  Without as much as a word,
Robert's hand slipped around to Mike's cock and aimed it for his ass.

Mike pulled from Robert's lips.  "Are you sure you want to do this?"  He
saw the fire in his lover's eyes.

"Shut the fuck up...let me do this!"  Just as he finished, Michael's head
entered his hole.

"Oh my...gawd, oh fuck that's hot!" Michael once had the feeling that every
nerve ending in his body was going to explode.  Robert's ass was tight and
hot.

"Mikey, just a minute.  Let me adjust to you."  As he continued to slide
his ass further down Mike's cock, the fullness of having a thick dick was
fantastic.  He stopped when he knew he was to the base.

Robert looked into Michael's eyes.  They didn't need words.  They were
connected, they were communing, they were as close as they'd ever be.

Michael's eyes welled up with tears.  He was in love.  It was never this
way with the bitch.  It was never this way with anyone.  As a tear made
it's way down the side of his face, Robert reached down and with his tongue
licked it away.  With no movement, Robert gently kissed Michael.

Then it started.  It was almost as if someone programmed the music in the
background but the beat was primal.  It was erotic.  It was low and sexual.
Robert began to slide up but as he moved down, Michael's hips met him with
a thrust.  The music was their guide.  As the drums would thump, their
lips, would press harder into one another.  Their thrusts were slow,
methodical, but make not mistake, they were making love.  As the music
intensified so did their thrusts.  Sweat poured from their bodies...the
clean smell of soap was given to manly smells of sex and sweat.  The
passion, the lust, the friction created was only helping them to climb to
the summit of their budding love to where they'd full give themselves to
one another.

"Oh fuck Michael, make love to me.  C'mon babe, I want you to cum inside
me.  Please, help me become part of you.  I want you!"

Michael couldn't find any words.  He watched as this sweat glistened stud
moved up and down his body.  He was aware of Robert's cock and how it slid
between their bodies.  He wanted to touch it but couldn't because he was
now holding onto Robert's ass.  The heat was building.  He could feel his
balls creating a new batch of love juice for this stud.

"Yeah boy, you're gonna be mine in just a minute.  I'm gonna cum hard in
your ass.  You wanted this and now you're gonna have it."  Michael's throat
was dry from the passionate workout he was giving and receiving from this
angel of love.

The music was nearing its end but the beat was harder.  Their thrusts met
each down beat as intensely as the musician playing in the background.  The
other instruments only served to help them become more in tune with each
other's body. It wouldn't be long.

For the second time tonight and for the second time in his life, Robert
knew he was going to cum without the aid of a hand or a mouth.  He was in
love with this man.

"Michael, I'm gonna cum," grunted Robert.

"Yeah babe, I'm gonna too...I can't hold it much...uh....oh fuck!"  Michael
exclaimed again, he was too far-gone for words.

As if it were perfectly timed, their balls tightened.  The love juice in
their bodies traveled its preordained way.  As Michael thrusted into Robert
for the last time, he felt his cum enter the dark passageway into Robert's
body.  At the same split second, Robert's dick gave way to its lust and
shot it's load between the sweaty sex-filled bodies.

Neither could speak.  It was primal.  It was grunts, moans, and if the
windows were open, everyone in the valley below would have known what these
two men were doing.

They continue to thrust and hump and cum for another couple of minutes.
Whatever their loads were earlier didn't compare to the outpouring of love
juice this time.  Exhausted, hot, sweaty, and yes, in love, Robert
collapsed on top of Michael again.  Breathing was heavy and labored.  They
needed to recover.

Robert's head rested on Mike's chest.  Then Robert looked up at Michael and
smiled.  Michael's eyes were shut in sweet ecstasy.

"So?"  Robert finally questioned breaking the long blissful silence.

Michael cracked an eye open, looked up, and smirked. "So what?  Is that all
there is?"

"Oh you are a dead fucker!  I can't believe this.  Men cry over..." Robert
didn't finish as he searched out a ticklish spot on Michael.

Michael was now laughing a deep belly laugh.  He felt him slip out of
Robert as they started wrestling on the bed.  Being heavier than the slim
swimmer bodied boy on top, he took dominant position fairly quickly pinning
Robert below him.

Michael looked at Robert.  Once again their smiles were replaced by loving
looks that focused on their eyes.  Michael reached down and kissed Robert.
It was the same type of innocent kiss that started this last Saturday in
Robert's apartment.

"Thank you. I love you."  Michael surprised himself by what he said.

Robert wanted to shoot off a smart assed remark but decided not to, instead
he returned the kiss.

"I should be the one saying "thanks" that we did twice tonight what most
men dream a lifetime doing.  Oh yes, that "love thing"?  Ditto."  Robert
let out a huge laugh and then maneuvered himself out from under Michael and
ran towards the bathroom.

Michael was surprised by the move. "Ditto?  Ditto?  What the fuck is
"ditto"?  You are so dead."  He got up and ran after Robert.

The shower was turned on and more laughter was heard.

The buzzer rang.

Oh fuck I'm so tired, Robert thought to himself.  He reached over to other
side of the bed for Michael.  What he found was an empty spot.

His eyes sought to get focused then he saw the object of his affection
sitting at the desk in the room.  He smelled coffee.

"Coffee, I smell coffee.  Must have caffeine!"  Robert laughed.

"So the sleeper awakes?  I thought for a boy as young as you are, you'd
recover a lot faster."  Michael got up to pour his bedmate some coffee.
"Here, enjoy it."

Robert smirked.  He sipped.  It was steamy hot and delicious.  As he drank
more, he could feel strength coming to his limbs and legs.  He sat up on
the edge of bed.  He realized for the first time that he was naked.

"I guess the question I have for you is did you enjoy yourself?"  Robert
questioned Michael.

Michael looked up from his computer screen.  He was trying to get a fix on
his day.  He managed to find a robe to cover his nakedness.  It was now 6
a.m. and he had to start getting ready soon

"Well I guess it was adequate."  Robert didn't see his face but Michael was
sporting a smile.

"HUH?!  Adequate?  Oh you are such a silly man."  Robert got up and set his
cup down on the table then went over to Michael and spun his chair around.
He grabbed for the opening of the robe and then sat his ass down on
Michael's soft cock.

They kissed.  The heat of Robert's body against Michael's made them both
aware that they were slaves to the lust that burned inside of each other.

"We can't do this now.  We have jobs to get to."  Michael pushed Robert
away.  "Besides, I'm going to find it hard enough to keep my hands off of
you today, well any day for that matter."

"Kill joy."  Robert got up and got his coffee.  He started putting on his
clothes.

"Where are you going?" Michael said with surprise.

"I've got to get home and get changed.  I've got a big day.  I'm meeting
with the builders for that stupid Dillingham project.  It's a nightmare."

"I kind of figured it would be, but I have faith in you.  You've earned the
right to lead this project.  Just remember, do what's right and if you have
problems then come see me.  I've got your backside."  Michael smiled at the
pun.

Robert gave a smart-ass smile.  "Cute, I'm glad you've retained your sense
of humor.  I'm sure you'll be doing more to my backside than just watching
it."

"That's yet to be seen.  Remember, it's all about separation."

Robert grabbed made sure he had his keys and kissed Michael.  "But babe,
I'm all about commitment."

With that, Robert turned around and walked out.

Commitment, Michael thought to himself.  That's to be seen.