"MICHAEL! RIGHT THERE! PLEASE! OOOoooOoOOh, IT'S SO GOOD!" Jeremy practically screamed.

Michael rammed his fingers back and forth, hitting that spot every time. The helpless boy underneath him just threw his head back in pleasure and groaned.

"M-micha~! Ngh! I'm close!" As soon as those words reached Michael's ears, he pulled out in one swift motion and wiped his hand on the towel on the bathroom rack.

Jeremy whined and pushed his a** back up, f****** the air shamelessly. This was Michael, he felt safe. He could do whatever slutty things he wanted to and he wouldn't be judged. That's what he loved about Michael, that he didn't judge him like everybody else did.

By the time Jeremy was done daydreaming and being lovesick, Michael has already rolled a Condon on and lubed himself up.

Jeremy took notice of this and gulped. "God... that thing is gonna be in me soon... I wonder if I'll be able to sit after we're done." He thought.

"Are you ready, Jer Bear? You know I don't want to hurt you." Michael said lovingly.

"Mhm. I love you, Micha."

"Me too, Miah."

And with that being said, Michael slowly lined himself up to Jeremy's gaping entrance and pushed the tip in.

"AH!" Jeremy grunted in pain. What was wrong with him?! He could take 4 fingers but not a d***? I mean... Michael WAS pretty big to him... but he'd get used to that soon enough.

Michael kissed Jeremy's tears away as he inched more and more of his length into the other whimpering mess.

"Shh... babe, are you okay?" He asked once he was all the way in.

"Y-yes... just let me adjust..."

"Of course, darling."

After about a minute, Jeremy rolled his hips onto Michael's, signaling him to move.

"Jer... I love you with all my heart, but... once I start, I go hard. Are you sure you want that? I won't be able to stop myself. I'm really horny, haha."

Jeremy thought for a second before beaming up and nodding confidently. The other boy smiled at the silent signal and whispered,

"You'll be saying more than that when we're done..."