(by: Saracha105)

Michael threw his head back. Why did I agree to this? Maybe I should cancel.. He argued with himself, debating if he should call Jeremy and tell him he's sick. His stomach churned just thinking about going. All the anxiety and heartbreak he felt before. All the panic and smoke. The rush to get out, the burning warmth that radiated off the flames. It scared Michael deep down. Not that he'd tell anyone that.

Michael was lost in thought. He didn't hear Jeremy calling him until he opened Michaels bedroom door. "Micha?" He called again as he saw his boyfriend just staring up at the ceiling.

Michael tuned his head over at the sudden noise. "Hey. You ready?" Jeremy asked with a smile. Michaels eyes shifted over to the ground.

"Yeah. Just, uh, just let me use the bathroom first." Michael left to his bathroom as Jeremy sat on his bed, playing on his phone to pass the time. As soon as Michael closed the door, He let out a heavy sigh as a few tears fell down his cheeks. Just thinking about going to a party was triggering his anxiety, His hands were shaking as he treated over to the sink. He looked angrily at himself in the mirror. Quit being such a baby. You can do this. For Jeremy at least. Don't ruin this for Jeremy just because you're such a wimp. Michael told himself over and over. He splashed water on his face..

Hesitantly, Michael reached for a towel to dry himself off. "Baby, you almost done?" Jeremy asked on the other side.

"Y-yeah. Yeah I'm almost done." Michael pushed out with a loud sigh. I can do this...

Jeremy looked up from his phone when he heard the bathroom door squeak. "You ok? You seem a bit..pale?" Jeremy asked questioningly. Michael chuckled a bit and nodded his head.

"I'm fine. Let's just go." He said with a forced smile. Jeremy looked at him suspiciously but decided not to ask. He held his hand and walked with Michael out of the dorm room and into the parking lot.

Jeremy hopped into his car after spotting it among some other rundown vehicles. He started the car and turned on the heater. "It's pretty damn cold outside." He shivered with a laugh. Michael smiled and nodded.

"Yeah. Turn the seat warmers on."

"So, we haven't been able to talk in a while. What's going on in school?" Jeremy asked as he made his way out of the parking garage.

Michael shrugged. "Eh. Nothing really. Classes are still the same and my roommate's still bringing people over all the time though."

"You can stay over when that happens you know?" Jeremy elbowed Michael with a smirk.

"Duh, I just don't wanna bother you. I know about that paper your writing and I don't want to be a bother."

"Babe. You're never a bother. It's fine, I promise." Jeremy grabbed Michaels hand and kissed it. Michael smiled and held Jeremy hand back.

"So, what about you're classes?" Michael asked with a small smile. Jeremy always made him feel better.

"Same old things. Tuesday and Thursday suck though. I hate those classes." Jeremy huffed out. Michael just chuckled seeing his boyfriends slightly flared up. "Wasn't it you who said college would be fun? Because it's not right now."

"No. I said we'd be cool in college. And we kinda are. I mean, we've made more friends here then we would have in high school."

Jeremy rolled his eyes with a smile. "Whatever. They're close enough." He rubbed the back of Michaels hand with his thumb. They sat in a comfortable silence, just playing with each others fingers. It helped ease Michaels anxiety by just being near Jeremy. Maybe I will be alright..

Jeremy pulled into the driveway and Michael felt like he was going to hurl. Nevermind I'm going to die.

Hearing the loud music blasting through the speaker, looking at all those people dancing with red solo cups in their hands through the window. He remembered when Jeremy hated him and cut ties with him. How he called him a loser. How Michael was in the way. In Jeremy's way. From being cool. His heart panged as he remembered how broke he felt that night. How he wanted nothing more than to disappear, or just die.

"Micha, are you sure you're ok? If you feel bad or something we can go home." Jeremy asked when Michael wouldn't get out of the car.

"Yeah. Just thinking about something." He replied as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

Jeremy held his hand again as they walked into the building. Seeing as they were an hour or so late, most people were already drunk. The majority seemed to be dancing in the living room. Jeremy smiled as he saw Chloe, grinding on some dude as usual. Her hair bounced as she swayed as the guy would run his fingers through it. Michael could swear he saw him sniff her hair a couple of times. He looks like a creep..

She smiled as she saw the two enter. "Hey guys!" She exclaimed after talking to the guy for a brief moment. "You're really late." She said with a slight slur.

Jeremy shrugged. "Yeah. I had some errands to run." Michael played with the Hem of his hoodie. It was his favorite one. Jeremy gave it to him on his birthday. It was red but the hood had rambow stripes.

"You missed some fun stuff." Chloe said as she lead them towards the kitchen. She handed them each red plastic cup with some alcohol in it. Most likely beer. Jeremy, of course, started drinking immediately as he conversed with Chloe, catching up with her after not talking for months probably. Michael only stared at the golden liquid. He swished the cup around, trying to think of something, anything, other than the fear that ate at his mind.

Michael basically stood next to Jeremy for a while, occasionally saying a few things in conversations every once in awhile. He'd dance around with Jeremy, pushing through his anxiety the best he could. Jeremy would try to comfort him by rubbing his arm and giving him soft kisses on his cheek. Jeremy could tell something was wrong but Michael kept insisting he's fine and wouldn't tell him anything.

Michael looked over and saw some people sitting down on the couch, some pulling out lighters. He saw a bag and figured they were about to smoke some pot. Maybe that will calm me down..

"Jere, Imma go over there for a bit." Even talking made him shake. The blaring music was pounding in his head and he just wanted it to stop. Jeremy nodded but kissed him briefly before letting Michael go on his way.

He asked if he could join as he approached the circle, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. They all let him in the circle, not really caring. Some guy with long brown hair lit the joint and took a long drag before puffing it out. He handed it off to the next person. That person handed it to the next and so forth until it got to Michael. He hesitantly took it from the girl with long braided hair sitting next to him.

All the smoke in the air made his breathing heavier. His mind was buzzing with anxiety. It reminded him of the fire and how smokey the hose was. This is so stupid. Why do I feel so horrible. There's nothing wrong. It's just a party. Michael kept telling himself. He brought the joint to his lips and breathed in. The smoke flowed down his throat and he felt like he couldn't breath. Like it was smothering him. His mind flashed back to when he was trapped. Trapped in Jake's house as the flames closed in. How the smoke took up all the space. Having to crawl on the floor, trying to breathe in clean air. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of smoke. His vision got cloudy as tears threatened to fall from his eyes. His breathing was shaking. No one really noticed him. Each person was too busy getting high to pay attention.

Michael saw as a guy with a bright blue shirt went and sat on the guy with long hair's lap. How they held each other made him remember his boyfriend. Jeremy. I need to find Jeremy. He stood up and rushed around as his mind spun, drowning out any other thought. He pushed through the crowd, desperate to find Jeremy and get out. He eventually saw the taller male. He looked like he was searching for something too. "Michael!" He called out after locking eyes with him.

Jeremy dragged him off to a small room. He patted the wall, looking for a lightswitch. With a 'click' sound the lights were on and it looked like a guest room with the lack of decoration. It was clean with hardly any objects anywhere.. "What's wrong Mikey?" Jeremy asked as he wiped Michaels tears that began to fall. Michael wrapped his arms around Jeremy waist tightly. He nuzzled his face on his chest.

Jeremy softly rubbed Michaels back. "Baby, tell me whats wrong." Jeremy asked. He felt like crying just from seeing Michael so upset. He kissed his head, trying to comfort him the best he could. That's just how Jeremy comforted. He would just kiss a lot.

"I-I just-" Michael clutched onto Jeremy shirt tighter. Jeremy continued to kiss Michael softly, trying to coax him into speaking. "Ever since th- ever since the p-party at Jakes" He breathed in "I guess I just feel an-uncomfortable at them. It was- it was horrible. The fire. I-it was so hot and har- hard to breathe. I was scare-I was scared I wasn't goi- going to make it." Jeremy felt himself start to cry. "And how you talked to me. When you c- when you called me a loser. How you hated me." His voice cracked. Jeremy quietly pushed him, not wanting him to relieve anymore of that.

"It's ok. It's ok." He whispered. He trailed his fingers up and down Michael's back. Jeremy kissed Michaels cheek softly. Michaels crying slowly died down as Jeremy kissed all over his face. The feeling was comforting and enduring. It made him come back down to earth. It let him know that he was safe in his boyfriend's arms and not struggling to fight through a burning building.

"Thank you babe." Michaels whispered. He nuzzled his face in the crook of Jeremy's neck. The soft fabric on Jeremy's shirt made him feel all warm and fuzzy.

"Anytime Micha. I'm just glad you're ok." Jeremy left soft kisses on Michaels neck as he held him tighter. He left light touches all over his exposed skin, dragging his finger everywhere.

"I love you so much." Michael had stopped crying and had calmed down. The music had died down, which majorly helped. It was barely audible at this point. The only noise was their soft breaths against each other.

"I love you too.." Jeremy mumbled as he felt Michaels soft lips kiss his neck. Michael loved Jeremy so much. He was always there for him, asking if he was ok, taking his mental health first, touching him, kissing him. Jeremy was always there. And he loved that.

Jeremy pulled him back slightly to whisper in Michael's ear. "You're so beautiful and sweet. And hella cute. How could I not love you.." Jeremy kissed under Michaels earlobe. Michaels breath hitched. He loved when he was kissed there..

"That felt good." Michael murmured. He tilted his head back and Jeremy smirked. He kissed that spot again and around it. Michael softly moaned at the contact.

Jeremy trailed his hands down Michael's hips, rubbing his hip bone. He eventually lifted up Michaels hoodie, letting his fingers trace over his chubby stomach. Michael shivered and pulled him closer, wanting to feel Jeremy's body.

Jeremy rubbed his thumbs over Michaels nipples as he kissed up his neck and jaw, up to his lips. Michael kissed back and trailed his fingers through jeremy's slightly tangled hair. The soft moans were driving Jeremy crazy. He'd never really topped before but he's starting to really see the appeal..

"Do you wanna take this to the bed?" He asked as he gestured his head over towards the bed against the wall. He wanted to make sure Michael would be ok with it and not moving too fast. Michael had just got done crying and the last thing he wanted was to rush him.

Michael bit his lip, trying to decide if he really wanted to. He nodded his head, craving the feel of Jeremy's lips. Jeremy smiled and picked him up to lay him down on the bed and straddled his waist. He buried his face back into Michael's neck, leaving a few hickeys as he lifted his hoodie up to reveal Michaels beautiful body.

"Are you sure?" Jeremy asked one last time, trying to resist the temptation of deepthroating Michael huge cock when he saw the erection in his boyfriends pants.

"I'm sure." Michael replied with a smile. Jeremy gulped. His smile is so cute..

"Do you think theres any lube in here?" He asked as he stood up, pulling his pants down and taking off his shirt. He looked through a few drawers, not really wanting to use spit for this.

"Jere, this is a guest room. Why would it have lube?"

Jeremy shrugged but continued to look. "Ha. I don't know but I just found some." Michael scrunched his eyebrows. Jeremy just hopped back on to straddling Michaels waist, grinding his hips down. He sped up his paste as they both continued to moan. Michael gasped and brought his hand over his mouth and bit down. Jeremy gripped his wrist and pulled it to his lips. "I wanna hear you baby." He said with a kiss on the back of Michaels hand.

He Kissed up Michaels tan stomach from the strap of his boxers to his nipples. He kept kissing, leaving hickeys as went while he unbuttoned and pulled Michaels pants down.

Michael squirmed at the touch as Jeremy slipped his hands under his boxers. He slowly trailed his hands down, his hand so so close to touching Michaels erection. He finally grasped it, bringing his hand up and down the shaft and brushing his thumb over the tip. The heat that he felt filled his body and he gripped the sheets tightly. Feeling his hand pump up and down his throbbing cock made him forget everything.

Jeremy got tired of the boxers making his hand move slower and he pulled them down. He brought his hand away when he could tell Michael was going to cum. Michael whimpered. He was so close to relief. Jeremy's such a tease. He missed the warmth and friction. He wanted more. He wanted Jeremy. Inside him, filling him up, cuming deep inside him. But he was scared. Jeremy makes it look easy but he's never done this before. Thinking of something up his ass seemed uncomfortable, but Jeremy seemed so excited to be a top. He didn't want to take it away.. "Jeremy.." Michael softly panted out as Jeremy smothered his fingers in lube.

Jeremy looked at him, waiting for him to speak before thrusting his fingers into Michaels tight hole. "I-I'm kinda scared.." Michael mumbled. He felt bad. Jeremy was all ready and he was probably ruining the mood.

"That's fine sweetheart. I promise it's normal to be scared. But I also know that it feels great. A little weird at first, might be uncomfortable, but I'll try my best not to hurt you ok?"

Michael nodded his head. "Ok." He felt a little more confident. And Jeremy does it all the time, so it should be safe.. He hopes.

Jeremy held Michaels hand as he put his finger through Michael's ass, watching it disappear. He bit his lip. Watching it, imagining replacing his finger with his dick turned him on even more.

"You ok baby?" Jeremy asked, making sure Michael was alright.

"Y-yeah. It's just..weird I guess? Give me a minute"

Jeremy nodded his head. He waited until Michael was ready. He could kinda tell when Michael started to grind down on his fingers, but he really didn't want to move until he told him to make sure. Michael squirms around more, trying to get his finger in deeper. "Move damn it." Michael told him. Jeremy thrusted his finger for a bit, adding a second finger eventually. Michael's eyes widened when he sicsorred them.

"Is that ok?" Jeremy asked, curling his fingers. "Does it make you feel good?" Michael threw his head back on the pillow. "Be verbal. I wanna hear your sexy voice."

"Y-yes." Michael gasped as Jeremy added a third. The feeling of him being stretched made him crave Jeremy more. "I think I'm ready." Michael said. Jeremy smirked and positioned himself right above Michael, his dick rubbing against his entrance.

Michael bit his lip in anticipation. He was excited to feel that same stretch again. Jeremy slowly pushed his tip in, letting Michael take his time. He pushed in more, about halfway through. "Stop for a second. Please." Michael clenched his eyes closed. Jeremy wasn't that big, but it still stung. He almost wanted to tell Jeremy to stop when he remembered his fingers. How good it felt, how he wanted more. Michael took a second to breathe, letting himself adjust.

"M'k, I-I'm good." Michael said after and Jeremy pushed in a little deeper. Michael bit his lip as Jeremy got to to the base. Jeremy saw how uncomfortable he looked and got an idea. He started pumping Michaels dick again, trying to distract him from the pain. He kissed Michael's sweet spot as he sped up his hand, trying to resist thrusting his hips.

After a while Michael told him to move. Jeremy began to slowly thrust his hips in and out. He moaned out a soft 'oh'. Michael groaned as Jeremy quickened his pace. Feeling his lips on his body, his hands softly caressing him, his dick pounding in and out of his tight hole. He felt like he was in heaven. "J-Jeremy!" Michael moaned loudly as he hit his prostate.

Jeremy loved when Michael called his name. It made him feel wanted and needed. He was the one giving Michael pleasure. He was the one making Michael happy. It drove him crazy. "Scream my name baby." Jeremy said. He didn't know why, but he craved to hear Michaels voice.

"Jeremy!" Michael yelled out. His toes curled as Jeremy quickened his pace, hitting his prostate everytime. The heat was burning through both of them, both feeling like they were going to bust.

Jeremy's thrusts were getting sloppier and so was his hand as he neared his orgasm. "Shit baby, you feel so good."

"J-Jeremy! I'm cuming, I'm cumming!" Michael moaned as he came all over their stomach. Seeing Michael unwind, and knowing he did that. He made Michael feel so good. It sent Jeremy over the edge and cumed deep inside Michael.

Jeremy pulled out and flopped right next to Michael, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulled him close. "That felt so great." He mumbled as he nuzzled his head in Michaels neck. Sex always made him tired.

"I think I might actually be a switch now." Michaels said and they both chuckled.

"I wouldn't mind doing that more often." Jeremy smirked with a kiss on Michaels cheek.

"I wouldn't mind either.." They both sat in silence, enjoying each others warmth.

"Maybe we should leave. We are in some random person's house." Michael snorted and sat up. They gathered their clothes and left through the window.