CHAPTER 4

Bastian

My head was spinning and I felt caught up in an overwhelming flood of emotions, and only part of it could be blamed on the nearly six drinks I had consumed at the party.No. This was all Micah. His soft, plush lips against mine felt incredible, and the growly little moan he released into my mouth was fucking euphoric.I slid one of my hands around the back of his neck, anchoring him to me while my other hand slowly coasted down his side and grasped his hip tightly. Holy God, he felt amazing pressed against me.

Wait, what was I doing? This was Micah, my MM, my best fucking friend! I shouldn't be kissing him like this! I should stop this. I still had some semblance of sobriety left and I needed to use it to put an end to this before we both dove into the abyss of something we couldn't come back from.But when Micah groaned and wrapped his arms around my neck, it was all over for me.

Who the fuck was I kidding? Stopping this was the last damn thing I wanted to do, and I was going to lose myself in him as much as possible, even if this would be the only time.

I let out a tortured growl and slid my tongue against the line between his lips, coaxing him to open up for me. And fuck, did he ever. Micah's lips parted and I plunged inside, tasting him on my tongue like the sweetest dessert, the most decadent sin.

How did I ever deny my feelings for him before this? Kissing him felt as natural as breathing, as easy as slipping into your bed at night, as familiar as a favorite song.It was like the first day we met when I had that soul-deep feeling like we had known each other all our lives because right now, it felt as though my body knew exactly what it was like to kiss him before this…like it was remembering him.

Grabbing Micah as tight to me as I could, I gently swung us around towards the couch and pushed him down until he was flat on his back underneath me.The movement caused our bodies to come flush against each other, and we both groaned at the contact.

I was drunk before, but I was becoming intoxicated on the feel of him alone. "Fuck baby, you taste so good.Jesus, I can't believe how soft your lips are."

Micah whimpered slightly at my words, and kissed me more greedily. "Bash, I never thought…God, please don't stop kissing me…this is perfect," he said in a breathy rush.Hearing the words pour out of his mouth and seeing the effect I had on him was the most heady feeling.I was doing that to him…reducing him to a quivering mess, and I had only just tasted him.

"I won't stop, M. I promise. I want to fucking taste every inch of your body, baby," I whispered to him, slowly rolling my hips into his below me. I was hard as a fucking rock, liable to burst through my jeans if I didn't get them off of me, but what had me leaking in my pants was the solid bulge against my thigh that came from Micah.

Shit, he was hard too.And from what I could feel, he was also packing, and I suddenly had a desperate need to see him…feel him.

Okay, mark that under shit I never thought I'd be thinking about my best friend…

Micah shivered and moaned as my length rolled against his, his head tilting back against the couch cushion and exposing his delectable Adam's apple."Bash, please…I want to feel you against me. Please, I want it so badly…"

Goddamn, he was unraveling before my eyes. A beautiful, perfect mess.I wanted nothing more than to corrupt him and worship his body inch by fucking inch right now.Consequences be damned.

"Hold on baby, I'll take care of you," I told him as I gathered him into my arms. "Wrap your arms around me and hold on tight, okay?"

Micah nodded and did as he was told without hesitation.Shit, I wondered if he'd be so pliant and responsive in bed.I had to find out.I gently pulled him up into a sitting position, and then scooped him up under his thighs, standing up with him in my arms.He quickly wrapped his legs around my waist and then his lips were on my throat, pressing gentle kisses on the skin there. Holy shit, if that didn't make me leak even more for some reason.

"Get the door for me, baby," I told him as we approached his room.Micah moved his hand blindly behind him until he found the knob and twisted it, his lips never once leaving my neck, like he couldn't bear to have them off of me for even a second. I understood the feeling well.

I carried him the few steps to his bed, and then carefully laid him down on the mattress, leaning back on my knees to look him over. Fuck, he really was so beautiful.How had I never caught onto that fact before?Sure, I started to take notice of his looks for the first time this year, but I had never fully allowed myself to acknowledge how truly gorgeous my best friend was.

Micah's eyes weren't just brown, but this nebulous swirl of espresso, caramel, and the tiniest amount of green that blended beautifully. They held so much depth that I had a hard time tearing my gaze from his.His body was lithe and thin, but he had toned arms and legs that looked great in whatever he wore, and that full head of dark mahogany hair had my fingers begging to run through it and hold on tight.

And for tonight, he was all mine.

Micah gazed up at me, lust and desire coming off him in waves, but underneath all that was the unmistakable hint of fear and apprehension on his features. I leaned down again, pressing my lips to his in a sweet kiss that I wouldn't let him deepen. Not yet.

"M, are you sure you want this?" I asked, dreading to hear him say no and put a stop to this thing between us. Micah lowered his eyes slightly, biting that pouty bottom lip of his in a way that made my cock twitch in my pants.

Why the fuck is that so enticing? It's making me want to nibble on it until he falls apart and moans for more.

The booze was whirling around in my brain, but I did my damnedest to stay in the moment to ensure he truly wanted this. I would never forgive myself if I pressured him into something he wasn't ready for.

After what seemed like a fucking eternity, Micah looked up from beneath his dark, long lashes and nodded his head. "I want this, Bash.I don't think you understand just how much I want it…how much I want you. I'll take whatever you can give me, just please…don't stop.I want it all."

Well, fuck me sideways.Did Micah actually want me as much as I was craving him right now?Had he…always wanted me?I wasn't in the right head-space to examine that idea further, and right now I was hanging on by a precarious thread.I needed to touch him, to make him fall apart on my mouth and fingers.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll take care of you," I promised him.And it was true.I'd always take care of him.

I dove down to take his lips again, hungrily kissing him until we were both panting for breath as my hands slowly made their way down his body, caressing every inch that I came across.I reached the hem of his shirt and gently tugged it up his body, breaking our kiss only long enough to pull it off completely. I then leaned back slightly to tug mine over my head and toss it on the floor with his.

"Fuck Bash, you look incredible…," Micah muttered, almost too quiet for me to hear him. I chuckled and argued, "Baby, you have no idea how beautiful you look. I can't wait to feel you."A pink flush flooded his body and Jesus, if it wasn't the most breathtaking sight to behold.

I reclaimed his mouth and soon our kiss became frantic and our hands were impatiently grabbing at the others' waistbands.Micah's hands were shaking so bad he couldn't get my belt undone, so I reached down with my left hand, unbuckling it with deft fingers, and then swiped it off of my hips in one fluid motion.

"Holy shit, that was fucking hot, B…," Micah exclaimed, his caramel eyes wide and drenched in carnal need."Just wait, baby…I have a few more tricks up my sleeve," I softly teased, leading him to smirk up at me with that adorable as fuck half-smile of his.I quickly undid the button of my jeans and lowered my zipper, moving to do the same to his.When I started to lower his pants down his waist, Micah suddenly grabbed my wrist to stop me. "Wait, Bash…" he started.

"What is it, M? Is this not okay? We don't have to do anything if you're not comfortable," I assured him, but fuck if stopping wasn't going to be the hardest thing to do now.

"No no, I want to, I swear...it's just…I haven't…I mean, I'm still…" Micah stammered, embarrassment creeping into his voice.My breath caught in my throat as the implication of what he was saying processed.

"M, are you trying to tell me you're still a virgin?" I gently asked him, not wanting to embarrass him further or make him second guess this. Micah nodded reluctantly and said "Yeah…I mean, I've done some things with guys, but haven't really…done that yet. I just don't…"

"Just don't what, baby?"

"I don't want you to be disappointed in me…" he said quietly, avoiding my eyes. Fuck me. How could he think there was ever a time he could disappoint me? I thought the world of Micah, and I knew what we were about to do would flip my world upside down in the best way.

"M, there is no chance in hell you could ever be a disappointment to me.You're amazing, and this will be no different. We won't go any further than you're comfortable with tonight.Do you trust me?"

Micah nodded his head and looked me straight in the eyes. "Yes. I trust you more than anyone, B."I smiled softly at him, giving him a quick peck on the lips again.

"Good. Then let me show you how good I can make you feel," I responded as I pulled his jeans down his legs and threw them on the floor. Next, I pressed kisses to his upper chest as my fingers curled around the waistband of his navy boxer briefs, slowly removing them and tossing them onto the growing pile of clothes. My tongue flicked out to taste his right nipple, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Micah as his hands flew up to my hair. I sucked on the taut bud until Micah was writhing beneath me, guttural noises pouring from him.After I had satisfied the one, I moved over to his left nipple and gave it the same lavish attention.I felt Micah's precum on my stomach, his cock leaking from the stimulation. When I moved back slightly to get a good look at him, my breathing stuttered and I felt a corkscrew sensation in my chest.

"Holy fuck, M, you are perfect," I whispered to him and I watched as his blush deepened and he squirmed slightly under my stare. "Please, Bash…touch me…" he pleaded.

I smirked at him, "Oh baby, you have no worries there.When I'm through with you, you'll be moaning my name as you come…"

Micah's eyes grew impossibly wide and he bit his lip again, begging me with his eyes to follow through on my salacious promise. I climbed off the bed to grab the bottle of lube I guessed had to be in his bedside drawer, and then quickly discarded my own underwear on the floor as well. Before I could crawl back over him, Micah let out a strangled groan, and I furrowed my brow in concern.

"What is it, baby?" I asked.

"You're just..fucking hung, B. You look…"

"I look what?"

"You look…delicious," Micah breathed.Suddenly, he was moving to sit on the edge of the bed, his face in direct line to my swollen, glistening dick.Micah's eyes fluttered up to meet mine, and without a single word he darted his tongue out to taste me.The instant he made contact with my slit, I threw my head back on a moan.

"Fuuuuck, baby…just like that," I groaned.

Micah wrapped his warm hand around the base of my cock, popping the head into his mouth, and giving it one hard suck.My hips bucked forward against my will, and pleasure unfurled in my spine. Jesus Christ, his fucking mouth…it's pure Heaven.

"Goddamn, M, your mouth feels incredible.Suck on it baby, get me all wet for you."

My filthy words must have spurred him on because Micah groaned deeply inside his throat and took me all the way inside his mouth in one smooth motion.I tangled my fingers in his hair as he started slurping up and down on my cock, moving his hand at the base where he couldn't quite reach with his mouth.I knew I was more than a mouthful, but he was taking me like a fucking champ.The sounds pouring out of my mouth were inhuman, moans and grunts that sounded foreign in my ears as Micah nearly unmanned me with that velvet mouth of his.

He then took me as far back into his throat as he could and swallowed hard, causing me to nearly convulse and fall to my knees.

"Fuck! Stop…babe, you've gotta stop or this will be over too soon," I begged him.Micah slowly sucked his way off of my dick, licking the slit one more time before letting go of me, a wicked smirk on his face."Sorry, B…you just tasted too good," he said softly, his eyes radiating pure mischief.

Letting out a growl, I grabbed his upper arms and shoved him back onto the bed, crawling over his body until our lips were once again twisted together. I could taste myself lightly on his tongue, and fuck, if that wasn't a massive turn on.Reluctantly, I pulled away and grabbed the lube to slick up my right hand.

When I wrapped my fist around his length, Micah let out a gasp and arched into my touch.He was well endowed for his size, and the sight was mouthwatering.He was long and a good thickness, with a perfectly pink head, cut unlike me.I was maybe only half an inch longer than him and slightly thicker, but my foreskin hid my deep red head from sight as my cock pulsed out precum as I thought about what I wanted to do with my best friend"s dick.

"Bash…fuck, please…more. I need more," he begged me sweetly.He was so wound up I knew I needed to get on with it before we both embarrassed ourselves. I wanted to give him a night he wouldn't forget.

"Are you aching for me, baby?...Do you want my cum that badly?" I grunted as I took my cock in hand to lather it in lube.

"God yes! I want your cum so badly, Bash…I want it all over me," Micah desperately groaned.

Fucking hell…he was going to push me over the edge with that dirty mouth of his.Who knew he was a hidden dirty talker?

That thought nearly had me stopping on the spot because in a brief moment of clarity, I remembered who this really was and what we were about to do. Of course, I shouldn't have known Micah was a dirty talker because I shouldn't have been doing that with him in the first place.It couldn't go past this night and I wouldn't be able to give him anything more than right now.

Would I ruin us if I continued?Would I destroy the rock solid friendship we had for the last eight years if we went through with this?Could I survive it if I changed the fundamental nature of our relationship by hooking up with my best friend?

However, no matter what consequences tomorrow would bring, there was no bone, muscle, or nerve in my body that would be able to stop me right now.If there was to be any fallout because of tonight, then I would bear it all. I would gladly take it entirely on my shoulders to leave him free of any guilt or shame. I would do literally anything for him because he was, very simply, my whole world.

Burying those thoughts deep in my head, I took both of our cocks together in my hand and steadily started pumping us both up and down, putting more pressureon our lengths as I moved up and then twisting our heads together a bit.Micah and I moaned and groaned in unison, both of us quickly getting lost in the sensation of our dicks sliding together.I leaned my forehead down to touch his, our breaths mingling as I drove us to heights that left us breathless and shaking for more.

"Holy fucking shit, M…I can't believe how amazing you feel. God, you have me so fucking close to coming all over you," I breathed heavily.My head was a maelstrom of emotion, my senses on overdrive as I succumbed to the most overpowering pleasure I had ever experienced.Sex had never been like this before.I had never felt this level of fire and passion buzzing through my veins like a toxic drug, infecting every nerve ending with unparalleled intensity.

"Oh shit, Bash…I'm so close already…God yes, please make me come…I need it," Micah cried, his chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath, undoubtedly caught in the same riptide of sensation that I was.He was making the most glorious sounds I'd ever heard, each one of them making my dick throb and leak into my hand as I jacked us off faster.

"Fuck baby…I'm gonna come.Give it to me, M. Fucking come all over my hand. Do it now," I groaned, fire racing up my spine as my release grew tantalizingly close.I was so near the point of no return, but I didn't want to go over the edge without him.I needed us to go over together.

"Shit! Bash! I'm coming!" Micah wailed, his eyes slamming shut as his body tensed up under mine.Then his cock exploded in my hand, cum pulsing everywhere with such force that some of it hit right under his chin.The sight and feel of it was so fucking erotic that I tightened up everywhere as my own release hit me like a freight train.

"Micah! FUCK!" I roared as my cum spurted out all over his abdomen and my hand, nearly making me black out as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into me.God alive, I had never had an orgasm like that. I couldn"t begin to imagine what actual sex would have done to me.That's the effect Micah had on me though.He was my own Heaven and Hell, wrapped up into one seductive temptation that had the ability to shut down my brain and have me falling at his feet.

I collapsed on top of him, unable to hold myself up because it felt as though every ounce of my strength had shot out through my penis just then.After a couple of minutes when we both caught our breath, I rolled over to the side and pulled Micah into my arms. He settled his head on my chest, his fingers lightly grazing back and forth over my sternum.He let out a happy, exhausted sigh and I closed my eyes and thought back over the events of the night.After the gravity of what we just did hit me, my throat clogged up and the fear that had been held back by the ignited passion infiltrated my brain.

Holy shit, what did I just do? I kissed my best friend. I jacked us both off until we were catapulted into mind-blowing climaxes.I called him baby repeatedly.

Fuck.I think I really screwed up.

And I didn't know how I was going to face it in the morning.