Part 3.

He ran one hand up the side of Chester’s face as he drew the slim body closer, loving the whimper that was emitted from his throat. Tilting his head he pressed their mouths together, welcoming the soft warmth of his lips. He felt the soft moan as much as he heard it, relished the way Chester immediately moulded himself to his slightly larger body. He opened his mouth and ran his tongue across Chester’s bottom lip, asking and receiving permission to enter. Quickly upping the intensity of the kiss, he felt Chester push against him harder, slim arms wrapping themselves around his body. Tongues delved deeply, tasting every inch of the other’s mouth before Mike pulled away attacking Chester’s jaw line enthusiastically with lips and teeth. Chester’s head tipped back and he quickly stole advantage, nipping and licking the pale expanse of skin.

“Ohh,” Chester groaned softly, aware that they were in a dressing room that although was locked, was still on a main thoroughfare between the club and the rest of the backstage area. “Oh, God,” he whispered, one hand finding it’s way to Mike’s thick hair, fingers caressing through the short strands. He felt Mike’s hands track lower on his body, fingers deftly working their way under his white long sleeved T-shirt, smoothing their way over the skin of his flat stomach. “Mmm.”

Lowering himself, Mike dropped to his knees, hands running up underneath the soft material of Chester’s top. He gazed up at Chester, loving the look of desire painted across his face as his hands moved to Chester’s trouser fastenings. Flicking the belt clasp open and out of the way, he popped the button quickly and pushed the material to the side. Black boxers met his gaze and he licked his lips, glancing up at Chester who was gazing down at him, one hand still rested in his hair.

He slipped one hand inside the flap of the boxers and gripped Chester’s semi hard cock. Bringing it out, he rubbed his thumb across the underside of the head and grinned when he felt Chester shiver. Moving closer he leant in and took the tip of it in his mouth, gently teasing it with his tongue.

“Uhn,” Chester whimpered, head falling backward against the wall with a soft thud. Mike bathed the head with his tongue, slowly slipping further down the rapidly hardened erection. Bringing his other hand up he wrapped it around the base of Chester’s cock as he drew his mouth upwards again, using double stimulation, rubbing where he couldn’t reach with his mouth. Bracing himself he settled into a steady, firm rhythm, one he knew from experience drove Chester wild. Loving the heavy feel and taste of Chester in his mouth, this was one of his favourite things to do. Their favourite things. Since they’d been together they’d mutually discovered that oral sex was by far one of their most favourite intimate acts, apart from full sex, but they hadn’t made that step in their physical relationship until quite some time after they‘d eventually got together.

Neither man had had a relationship with another man before and with Chester’s past they’d taken it slowly, not wanting to spoil what both felt was singularly the most important connection with another person they’d ever experienced.

Mike groaned as he felt Chester’s pre-cum leaking onto his tongue, eyes closing in rapture, his fingers moving lower to cup and caress Chester’s balls. He felt shudders start to shake the slim body and upped the tempo again, moving his fingers back to stroke the sensitive skin behind Chester’s sacs, loving the constant whimpers that were pushing their way out of the Chester’s throat.

He withdrew from Chester’s erection briefly to glance up at Chester. “Come for me,” he whispered huskily, immediately diving back down on the hard organ, closing his eyes as he put everything into bringing the other man to the point of not return. His hand stroked between Chester’s legs and he felt the smaller man shift slightly, parting them further. His other hand stroked the base of his cock, lips meeting his fingers every time he slid down the hard length.

After only a few moments more he felt the tell tale trembles running through Chester’s whole body. His head had tipped back eyes squeezed closed and his hand rested lightly on top of Mike’s head. “Oh…oh…oh…” he panted breathlessly. “Oh, Mike….” and with that he came, Mike feeling the warm salty evidence bath his mouth. He swallowed quickly, trying to gather as much of it as he could. He kept his mouth on Chester, riding out the jerky shudders, smoothing one hand down a thigh still covered in his baggy cargo pants. Slowly he let Chester go, feeling the lost as he slipped from his mouth.