Chapter 18
Mike was trying his best to reassure Micky everything would be okay, while Davy was getting ready to set off with Tracy, busily combing his hair.
“Are you definitely not up for a double date, Mick? Faith’s going home on her own otherwise. She’s a good-looking bird and Gemma will never know anything about it. How would she find out?” He turned around and accidentally bumped into a chick.
“Hey, watch where you’re going,” she said to im. “Hi, Micky.” She ignored Davy’s apology and turned to Micky. “Good to see you again.”
“Hi,” he replied, looking puzzled.
“It’s Wendy,” the chick answered. “I’m Gemma’s friend. We met when she was pretending to date my brother’s boyfriend.”
“Oh yeah, I remember you now. Gemma’s not here tonight,” he stated.
“I know. I just left her. It’s her aunt and uncle’s anniversary party, and she’s gonna try to get away as quickly as she can…her family can be a bit too much at times. That’s why she didn’t invite you. I nearly knocked out one of her cousins—he couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
She left Micky with Pete and Mike. Davy had disappeared while they’d been talking. “There. See, Mick, that’s a reasonable explanation. A family party she couldn’t avoid going to,” Mike said.
“Don’t always listen to Davy, Micky. Gemma’s a nice guy. I knew you could trust her.”
“Thanks, Pete. Yeah, I got it wrong last time. I’m lucky, I guess. I’m gonna keep an eye out for her, and hopefully she’ll be here soon. I’m gonna go and check on that group of guys again.”
“How can Davy be like that? It’s been like four chicks just in a few days. He needs to learn how to treat them better, don’t you think?” Pete said to Mike.
“I don’t think he’d listen to us. Not everyone’s like you, babe. It’s best to let him find out from his mistakes. He’ll hopefully change one day. He needs to grow up like Micky seems to be doing.”
Micky caught up with Paul’s dad on his own. “Hi. Do you mind me asking why you’re here again? Did you come to see that new group.” he quizzed him.
“Come this way with me. I can’t let the others hear me.” They walked off to a corner. “I’m judging the club. So are they—we’re just catching up, trying to make our final decision. I can’t say much but you’ve got through to the final three. I’m doing my best to push for you, after all you guys are doing for my kids.”
“Oh. Thanks for letting me know. I’ll leave you all to it.” Micky nodded to him. “I’ll come and collect your empty glasses.” He followed him back to his table.
When he finished, he came over to Mike and Pete, a big smile on his face when he noticed Gemma approaching the three of them. He pulled her in for a hug and kissed her.
“Someone looks pleased to see me. I tried to get here earlier. I guessed I missed the music.”
“Yeah you did, Gemma, but you’re here now. Can I maybe come home with you tonight? Davy wants the bedroom to himself, and I think Pete and Mike need some time alone. They don’t need me around as a third wheel.”
“Sure. We can leave anytime you want,” she replied. “Just give me a few minutes to talk to Wendy, let her know what I’m doing.”
“Sure. I just need to tell Mike something, then I’ll be ready soon.”
He made sure no one was listening to them before he started talking. “The guys over there are the judges of the club competition! You can’t tell anyone, but the Dive’s made it to the top three, and Paul’s dad is pushing for us to win. Do you know what the winners actually get?”
“In the paperwork, it goes on about getting some promotion in a magazine, and there’s also a cash prize too for first and second place, so either one thousand or five hundred bucks. That’s a lot of money, and the girls are gonna have quite a few new expenses with the babies, and Vicky giving up work.”
“He couldn’t say much else, but they should announce the winner soon. Listen, I’m going off with Gemma when she comes back. I’m sleeping at her place tonight, so I won’t need the couch.”
“Good, Mick. So we’ve got some peace and quiet, Pete, and we could go up soon. I need to see Faith. I’ll let them know they went down well. You enjoyed yourself up on stage with Eliza, too, didn’t you? I need to sort out their wages, so let’s go to the office.”
“I did. It was great. I haven’t done anything like that before. It was good to play some different styles of music, and she kept up well with me. I’ve never met a chick as into the banjo as much as me before.”
Faith and Eliza stopped by the office and Mike gave her their money. “Do you want to do another set next Tuesday? I’ll sort everything out with the manager—she should be back by then.”
“Yeah, that’ll be great! Same time, same pay?” Faith asked Mike.
Mike nodded.
“Can Pete and I do a short set together again too?” Eliza interrupted.
“That’s fine with me, if you’re up for it too.” Mike glanced at Pete. “You don’t mind, do you, Faith? You can do the same as tonight.”
“No, it’s all groovy. Anything for my sister. It was good to see her so happy up there, performing with Pete. Come join us at our rehearsals any time you want. You can work on some different songs.”
The sisters soon left, leaving Mike and Pete on their own. “You still up for an early night?” Pete asked Mike. Wrapping his arms around Mike’s waist, he tilted his head up and kissed him. “I’m gonna go upstairs and get things ready. Give me about ten minutes and come on up. I want to surprise you.”
“Of course I am. Sounds good. I can’t wait,” Mike answered, returning the kiss. He gently stroked Pete’s cheek. “I’ll go through a few things with Jacob.” They both headed out of the small room.
While Mike was finishing off with Jacob, Pete went into the bedroom, lit some candles and got some sandalwood incense burning. He also plumped up the pillows. He undressed and got into bed, picking up his book and deciding to read until Mike joined him.
He did some breathing exercises to calm himself down. I can’t let Mike see how nervous I am. He’s got enough on as it is. He doesn’t need any extra stress from me. He found himself getting more relaxed with each breath. He knew they deserved this time together. It had been a while since they’d been intimate, or even awake at the same time when they’d been in bed.
He’d felt bad about his outburst earlier, but it had been needed, he thought. It’s like I told Mike, I don’t need people treating me like a child, like I can’t handle bad news. It only feels worse when the truth comes out. But I do love how he always tries to protect me.
His thoughts were disturbed when Mike came into the bedroom, and he couldn’t resist smiling at him. He put his book on the bedside table and moved the sheet down. Mike checked the time on his watch before he took it off. “This is the earliest I’ve come up to bed in the past week, and suddenly I don’t feel so tired. How ’bout you, babe, can you think of anything to pass the time?”
Mike smiled back at Pete and removed his clothes. Climbing into bed beside him, he pulled up the sheet and noticed Pete was already naked underneath. “Mmmm, just how I like you, all nice and warm too.” He got closer, their lips meeting in a strong kiss.
Mike moved on top of Pete, and moved one hand down until he found Pete’s growing erection, “All ready for me. I need this so bad. Looks like you do too.”
Mike felt Pete’s hand land on top of his. “Wait a little longer, Michael, I want us to come together, with you inside me. Will you do that for me?”
“I’ll do anything for you. Anytime you want, anything you need. You only need to ask.” He kissed the tip of Pete’s nose, then stretched his arm out to retrieve the lube from his bedside table. He lay on his side, encouraging Pete to do the same.
Within moments, they were kissing again, their bodies pressed against each another. “I need to get you ready for me, babe,” Mike whispered into Pete’s ear. He lubed two fingers up and grinned at his partner.
Soon he had them both inside Pete, twisting and scissoring them, doing his best to stretch and prepare Pete. “You’re tighter than normal, but it’s been a while, and I’m gonna make it up to you.” He made sure his fingertips touched Pete’s prostate, causing Pete to melt into him. He kissed Pete more fiercely, forcing his tongue into his mouth.
He held Pete’s face with one hand and reopened the lube one-handed and slicked up his cock, he moved Pete onto his back and parted his legs. Lying in the space between them, he lined his cock up with Pete’s hole and entered him gently at first, going slowly, easing into Pete. He heard Pete gasp and saw his eyes roll.
He thrust in fully to the hilt, his full length totally sheathed in Pete, as they moved together in perfect unison. “Oh my god, ’s’good. You are tight—it’s almost like our first time again.” He kissed Pete again as his cock hit Pete’s gland, and he started thrusting in and out, hitting Pete’s prostate on every other stroke.
Pete was soon getting very vocal, so Mike kissed him once more to quiet him down. Even though he loved to hear Pete scream, it was for his ears only. He hoped no one could hear downstairs. He could see Pete’s eyes darkening with lust, his chest and face flushed. Mike thought he looked so beautiful. He’s all mine too. God, I love you so much. You’re the only one for me.
Pete smiled up at him as though he was reading his thoughts, and he nodded at him. “Love you, too Michael. This is where I belong, always in your strong arms, my furry teddy bear.”
“I ain’t going anywhere else, babe. Never gonna let you go, I promise you that. Love you too much. To lose you would be the worst thing ever.” He kept up his motion, pulling totally out to the tip, then thrusting in swiftly and deeply. He soon had one hand around Pete’s dick, stroking it in time with each of his motions,
“Michael, it feels so good. Love you inside me. We fit perfectly together, like jigsaw pieces.” Pete smiled.
“Hey, it’s no laughing matter, babe. I’m giving you everything I’ve got here, everything you need and deserve. They say opposites attract.”
“We’re like yin and yang, black and white, but those words belong together just like us. Oh my god, I’m nearly there. Michael, go faster, harder please. Didn’t you say you’d give me everything I want?”
“Okay, I aim to please.” He did exactly as Pete had asked. He felt he was putting everything into every ministration. He could feel it from the tip of his toes to his head and everywhere in between. He was ready to explode like a volcano. Pete was gripping his cock with his muscles.
“Michael, I’m coming,” Pete yelled and was soon screaming more, not in pain but pleasure. Mike was seeing stars as he released himself into Pete’s body. Their joint climax couldn’t be any more perfect, he thought.
He gently eased himself out of Pete, pulling him close into a hug. He found a T-shirt under his pillow and cleaned his hand and Pete’s torso and they both held each other and sensed themselves coming back down to earth. He knew that was a good description, as being in bed beside Pete was heaven, or his favorite place. It didn’t matter where they were as long as they were together.
“Thank you, love you,” he said, kissing the top of Pete’s head that was now resting on his chest. They were both covered in a sheen of sweat, Pete’s perfect hair damp and messed up and he looked contented, with such a smile on his face as he turned to gaze into Mike’s eyes.
“You’ve worn me out, babe, d’you mind if we get some sleep?” Mike said to him before Pete had a chance to say a word. Pete was soon asleep in his arms. Mike was almost joining him when Pete started talking quietly in his sleep. ‘I wanna make love to you, Michael, will you let me? I want to give myself to you,’ Mike heard.
Anything you want, Pete. You only need to ask, he thought as he too gave in to slumber, both of them snoring softly in each other’s arms.
***
Mike woke up. He stretched over to the bedside table and checked his watch. It was just after ten o’clock. Pete was still asleep lying beside him, looking as relaxed as Mike felt. He didn’t want to get out of bed, but he needed a coffee to wake himself up. He decided to let Pete sleep in. He wasn’t due at the school today and hadn’t mentioned any lessons, so he deserved the rest, and Mike didn’t want to disturb him.
Mike was happy—he’d just had the best night’s sleep since they’d been staying in the girls’ apartment. He had things on his mind that he would have to talk to Pete about, especially after hearing what Pete had admitted, which was definitely something to think about, but it could wait for now.
He put on his briefs and a T-shirt, sat and watched Pete sleep for a while, then went to the kitchen to start up the coffee pot. He wanted to get his brain working and be ready to face whatever the day had to offer him.
He decided to read the morning papers and go through the club’s mail. He poured his coffee when it was ready and added some cream he found in the ice box. He was enjoying the peace and quiet when he heard someone coming up the stairs and Christine put her head around the door, followed by Micky.
“Hey, guys, come on in. Coffee’s just brewed, and there’s plenty of clean cups too.”
Soon the three of them were sitting at the table. “I’ve come in early because I need to take a few hours off this afternoon, if that’s okay with you, Mike. Annie’s got an appointment with the doctor, and I need to be at home to look after the twins. Dylan’s discovered crawling and we have to keep an eye on him all the time. Summer’s tried but hasn’t managed yet. She keeps falling to one side and gives up.”
“She could bring them here on her way. Me and Pete can look after them for you. I don’t think he’s got any work on today and I’m sure he’d love to spend some time with them,” Mike said.
“Thanks. That’s good of you. You might regret the offer when they’re here—you can’t take your eyes off Dylan! He can be very cheeky. That smile of his is lethal, and he’s learning how to act all innocent.” She laughed.
“Should be a piece of cake. We deal with Micky and Davy and their mischief. One’s causing more than the other lately, and it ain’t Micky for a change.”
“Okay. I’ll go and give Annie a call and get started on things downstairs. See you both later.”
“Yeah, tell her she can bring them round anytime,” Mike shouted to her.
“Pete still in bed?” Micky laughed. “You worn him out again? I guess last night went well I can tell from that look of contentment on your face.” He nudged Mike, teasing him.
“Looks like everything’s good between you and Gemma too. You need to trust the girl. Don’t listen to what other people say and give in to your doubts. She’s good for you. I can she’s changing you for the better, and Davy’s not influencing you anymore, which I reckon is a good thing.”
“Well, I am older than him. He’s always been the youngest of four, and thinks he’ll always get his way. You won’t understand not having any siblings. Pete’ll know what I mean. Things change for the eldest as more kids come along.” Micky sighed and folded his arms.
“I’ve got cousins—I stayed with them, with my aunt, so I know a few things,” Mike replied.
“It’s not the same at all, Mike. When you’ve got younger siblings, they get away with too much and as the oldest you’re expected to know better. My sisters knew how to get what they wanted from Mom and Dad, and it always worked,” Micky tried to explain.
“All right, you win, Micky. I wish I’d had a brother or sister though—being an only child can be lonely.”
“Well, it’s like you’ve got three brothers now, so you’ll never be on your own. You’re stuck with us, whether you like it or not.” He reached over and ruffled Mike’s hair and laughed, before he got up to refill his coffee cup. “You got anything for breakfast? Gemma didn’t have much food in, and I’m hungry.”
“Have a look for yourself. There’s some cereal and bread in a cupboard. I’m not your goddamn slave, boy, and I don’t really think of Pete as a brother. That would be too weird and so wrong in every way,” Mike answered, shaking his head, trying to erase any thoughts of that from his mind.
“Yeah, I guess so. I need to erase that from my mind as well.” Micky flinched and poured some milk into a bowl of Froot Loops. “You should be a good mood today after getting it on last night, so come on, cheer up. I’m here to brighten up the rest of your day.”
“I am in a good mood.” Mike stopped talking as he heard some movement coming from the bedroom. “Mick, I think that’s Pete getting up. Can you make yourself scarce for a bit? I wanna talk to him in private.”
“Sure, I’ll take these into the living room. You just give me a shout if you want me for anything.” He left the kitchen.
Mike was preparing what he was going to say to Pete when the phone rang, Micky popped his head around the door. “Mike, Ronnie’s on the phone, and says she needs to talk to you.”
Mike followed Micky, a little apprehensive about what she wanted. He picked up the receiver and took a deep breath. “Hi, Ronnie, it’s Mike. It’s everything okay?” He asked, trying to stay as calm as possible, but braced himself for her answer.