He slowly lifted the Blanket away from his sleeping lover, exposing his hard on that was peaking out of his boxers. He slowly crouched inbetween the sleeping boys legs and slowly pulled Ian's Dick out of his boxers through the whole in the front. he began licking his boyfriend's dick from the base to the top as not to wake him too fast.
The older boy loved the noises the red head made when he was sleeping. Some how, Ian knew what was going on though, as he arched his back very slowly and unwillingly. A small moan escaped his mouth as Mickey softly took Ian fully into his mouth. The older boy smiled around Ian's girth, bobbing his head up and down a little faster as Ian's breathing became faster and deeper.
Ian began waking up as Mickey buried his nose in his fire red pubes and softly hummed and cupped his balls. His back arched further off the couch and the younger man gasped in surprise.
"Fuuuuuck" Ian hummed as he took a handful of Mickey's hair into his fist.
Mickey smiled again and began bobbing faster and faster, slurping his own spit, mixed with his lovers precum before he was pushed back down to the base. Ian protested as Mickey made a popping sound as he took Ian's cock out of his mouth.
"Don't Stop" the redhead grinned, looking down at his cock hungry boyfriend.
"Then I wouldn't get to do this" Mickey stated as he took one of Ian's balls into his mouth; and then the other.
"Sssssfffffuuuuu" Ian moaned as he pulled Mickey back to his cock, with his fist still wrapped in the older boys hair. "Suck" He demanded as he guided his boyfriends head up and down on his cock again.
"Mick, I'm gonna come" Ian cried as his hips involuntarily bucked off the couch and into his boyfriend's face.
Mickey hallowed out his cheeks and dragged his hands up Ian's torso, finding and tweaking at his nipples.
In a almost harsh movement, Ian pushed Mickey's head down to the base of his cock as he came freely into his mouth with a low sexy groan.
The older boy licked and cleaned Ian's cock before he crawled up his boyfriends chest, kissing every freckle he could find before he got to his lips.
"Hey Mick how'd you sleep?" Ian asked smiling.
"Shit! The best I have in a week. Why the fuck were you out here on the couch? Woke up and you were gone. Come in here and your fucking dick distracted me" Mickey stated.
"I had to call in to work." Ian laughed. "I didn't want to wake you and Linc, so after I was done I came and laid down here." Ian said as he kissed Mickey's temple. "Made your first counseling session for tomorrow at 1pm as well."
"It better not to be with some old righteous dickfaced bitch" he replied.
Ian couldn't do anything but laugh at his lover. "Naw Mick, it's a guy and he isn't old" Ian replied while laughing.
Mick turned his head so that he could see his companion's face as he was talking to him. "Better fucking be!"
"He's actually pretty cute too so I thought that might help" the redhead responded with a wide grin on his face.
"You would you fucking pervert" the brunette spat while devilishly smirking.
"Where's Linc?" Ian asked, noticing he wasn't in Mick's lap like he normally was. Mickey began looking around on the floor cause he swore Linc had followed him out the bedroom. He looked over the couch to see the kitten trying to climb up the side, but since he was so small he wasn't doing to well.
"There the fuck you are" he said as reached to the floor picking him up with one hand.
"He's so fucking cute! Just like you" Ian said as he kissed his boyfriend on the cheek and wrapped his arms even tighter around the older boy.
"If Im so cute, why arnt you fucking me yet?" Mickey asked with a cocked eyebrow and a sly grin painted across his face.
"I was wondering the same thing" the redhead replied as he tackled Mickey back down to the couch.
Ahh, young love. And an endless sex drive. Something the boys would never take for granted.
The next day, all Ian could think about while he was at work was how Mickey's counseling session was going to go. A couple of times he caught himself staring at the walls of his office. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in" he yelled. The door was gently pushed open and in walked his senior manager Kasey.
"Hey Ian, I just came by to check on you. See how you were doing. Devon told me that you took a personal day yesterday and I've noticed that you haven't been yourself lately."
The redhead signaled for her to shut the door and sit down. "I'm sorry I just..." he hesitated. "My boyfriend fell sick last week and it has been kinda rough on me." he said.
The woman's face was a perfect picture of shocked. She had no idea That the man before her was gay. "I didn't…" she stuttered trying to get the right words out.
It was like Ian was reading her mind. "I know a lot of people don't know that I'm gay, but I am. I don't go around waving a rainbow flag, but I'm proud of who I am." he stated.
The beautiful blond in front of him smiled then leaned forward resting her arms on his desk. "Well I don't think anything less of you, if anything I'm honored that you came out to me. It makes me love you even more as a person and as my boss. Shoot I wish I could find a man like you cause it's hard out here" she said giggling.
A big gorgeous smile spread across the redhead's face. "It's ok you will find someone. And for the record, if I was straight I would be all over you."
She shyly laughed, taking in his huge compliment while she was trying not to blush too hard. "Coming from you Mr. Gallagher, that is an honor" she responded in a sublime way.
Ian looked at his watch and said while he was getting up from his chair "I have to head out, I gotta take my boyfriend to an appointment in thirty minutes. I should be back no later than 4 pm ok?" She nodded as she got up out of the chair then she walked over to the much taller gorgeous man in front of her and gave him a huge hug.
"Ok see you when you get back."
"Alright Mick you ready for this?" Ian asked as he paused before opening the door.
"Are you fucking serious?" was plastered on the older boys face.
Ian smirked and opened the door. They walked up to the young brunette that was sitting at the front desk.
"Hi I'm Ian Gallagher. This is Mickah Milkovich and we're here to see Dr. Williams." Ian said.
"Oh yes. 1 o'click, right?" she asked.
The redhead could tell that the older boy was getting annoyed already so he signaled for him to go sit down while he handled everything.
"Yeah sorry. It took alot of talking to him to get him to come." the younger boy replied.
"Ok Mr. Gallagher, can you have Mr. Milkovich fill this out?" She asked, handing him a clip board and pen. "Also can I see his driver's license and insurance card please so that I can make a copies?"
"Yes, Ma'am" The redhead pulled out his wallet and handed the young receptionist what she asked for. He made sure he had them because he knew Mickey would distance himself once they got there.
Twenty minutes later they were called back to see the doctor. "Hi Mr. Gallagher and Mr. Milkovich, I am Dr. Williams" he said has he stuck his hand out to shake their hands.
"Hello Dr. Williams my name is Ian and this is my boyfriend, Mickey" the younger boy responded as he nudged the older boy.
"Hey" Mickey said under his breath, rubbing his lip with his thumb.
"Why don't you have a seat here, Mickah" he said as he pointed to a chair in front of his desk.
"Ian, do you mind waiting out side while I talk with mr. Milkovich?" He asked.
"It's Mickey, and I'm not talking without Ian." Mickey retorted.
"Alright, So what brings you in today to see me?" the handsome doctor asked, pulling another chair to the desk.
Ian waited for Mickey to speak up, but he knew that shit was going to be completely impossible so he decided to take charge. "Well, last week Mickey was telling me a horrible story while we were at home and then after he was done, he completely passed out. He was in the hospital for 4 days. He was diagnosed with a severe panic and anxiety attack, so the doctor at the hospital, Dr. Crosby, told us that he needed to see somebody or he was going to end up in the hospital again so here we are" the redhead explained.
The younger boy noticed that his boyfriend was looking down and becoming very fidgety all of a sudden, so he placed his hand on his to try to get him to relax.
"Mickey is it ok if I ask you some questions?"
The brunette nodded, but still kept eye contact with the floor.
"Can you tell me what happened?" The doctor asked.
The brunette didn't say anything, but he clenched his boyfriend's hand. Ian saw that his companion looked extremely terrified so he lifted his boyfriend's chin looking him directly in his sky blue eyes.
"It's ok Mick I'm here. You can do this" Ian said as he placed a gentle kiss on the top of his hand.
Once he gained some composure, Mickey took a deep breath and slightly cleared his throat.
"I um..uh.." he hesitated.
"It's ok Mickey take your time" Dr. Williams replied.
"Well, I met this guy named Dawson. We dated. I guess He was my only boyfriend until I met Ian. I'm from the Southside, so if you were gay and they found out you were as good as dead" he responded as he swallowed really hard. "I was with the kid for a long time and I um.." Mickey cleared his throat and pushed his tears down. "I thought he cared about me."
"What makes you think that he didn't?" Dr. Williams asked, rubbing his chin with his hand.
"Cause my dad found about him and nearly beat me to death for it. He's the main reason my dad is dead right now" Mickey said as he began to get nervous.
"That doesnt explain why you think he didnt care about you, Mickey." the Doctor replied.
"You wanna hear what I havve to say or not Doc? I have better things I could be doing right now!" Mickey Retorted. "Ian, I told you this was bullshit!"
"Mick, You told me you would come. The point is to get better. I NEED you to get better" Ian pleaded with his boyfriend.
"How did your father nearly kill you?" the doctor coaxed, trying to change the matter of the subject.
After a few wuite moments, The older man finally replied, rubbing his palms on his knees."Well my sister called me one day saying that our dad was extremely angry and looking for me. I thought he was just on one of his drunken rampages like he normally was, but when I went over to his house to talk to him I was greeted with a glass thrown at my head."
"And what did you do Mickey" Dr. Williams asked, really worried.
"Nothing. I couldn't. He beat me until I almost went unconscious. I tried to fight back, but he was too strong."
"So how did you make it out?" the doctor asked, as he made notes on his clipboard.
"My sister and my two brothers stopped him then drug me to my sister's car so that she could take me to the hospital."
"How bad were your injuries?" Doctor Williams asked.
"I had some broken bones, contusions, black eye, busted lip, couple of sprained body parts you get the fucking gist." Mickey was starting to get uncomfortable and was ready to bail.
"So what happened after that?" the doctor asked as he folded his hands over the table.
"Um well Dawson let me stay with him on the Northside and he basically nursed me back to health."
"This Dawson guy sounds like a good kid so why would you think he didnt care for you?"
"He's a fucking asshole that's what he is" the redhead spat out angrily.
The handsome doctor then turned his attention to the brunette looking to get an explanation. "What is Ian talking about?" the doctor asked with a very serious face.
The older boy sighed then looked the doctor dead in his face. "I went back a few months later to get some clothes from my apartment and my dad saw me from the street. He followed me to my house then told me that if he caught me on the Southside again that I wasn't going to live."
"So what did you do?" The doctor asked while taking very detailed notes once again.
"I stayed with Dawson until…" he hesitated.
"Until what Mickey?" the doctor asked sitting on the edge of his chair.
"Until I came home, on my fucking birthday nonetheless, and caught him being fucked by two other guys!" he yelled.
The sandy blond haired doctor just sat completely back in his chair covering his mouth.
"Tell him the rest Mick he needs to know the worst part" the redhead responded.
"There's more?" Dr. Williams asked with his eyes wide and eyebrows completely raised.
"Hell yeah, it gets fucking worse" Ian replied.
"What else happened, Mickey?" the doctor asked, his voice full of wonder.
The older boy sat in silence for moment, not making eye contact with either of the men.
"Just tell him Mick" the redhead spoke up. "Shit" the brunette said as he shook his head. The blond doctor leaned forward with anticipation in his face.
"I fucking thought that he loved me. I thought I loved this kid to the point where I fucking defended him to my fucking dad which is asking for a fucking death sentence. I called him my boyfriend which I would NEVER admit to anyone so after he fucking did what he did I went the fuck home." The blond and the redhead could tell by the way Mickey was nervously shaking his legs and gripping his fist that he was going to blow any second.
"My dad found me the next day at some abandoned building where I use to go to blow off steam" he responded staring at the wall. "I knew he wanted to kill me then because he asked about Dawson and when I didn't respond he started a fight."
"So what happened?" Dr. Williams asked, trying to tread lightly.
Mickey placed his head in both of his hands, shaking it back and forth, digging his palms into his eyes. He wished he was anywhere but there. Back to where his nightmares begin. "I hit him and kicked him. He hit me and pulled his fucking gun on me. He told me that he should have killed me a few months ago, how he didn't want me, how he only wanted my sister and that nobody would miss me. Right before he pulled the trigger I got up off the ground and pushed him. He shot me in chest right before he lost his balance and fell off the edge of the building."
Dr. Williams just sat in awe for a few moments as Mickey was breaking down. "So how did all of this make you feel Mickey?" the doctor asked.
Mickey shook his head violently. "FUCK I can't do this!" he screamed as he jumped out his chair and headed out the door.
Mick?" the redhead begged trying to go after him.
"No it's ok Ian. let him go, our time is about up anyway. I definitely would like to see him once a week. We have a lot of work ahead of us. At least he is talking so that's progress. Drop by the receptionist's desk on your way out so that she can schedule you guys for the next few weeks." Dr. Williams said.
"Ok thanks Dr. William's. see you next week" the redhead replied.
"No problem see you soon" the doctor responded.
Once Ian scheduled the appointments, he looked for Mickey in the waiting room, but didnt see him, so he went to the car. He saw Mickey balled up in the passenger seat crying harder than Ian had ever seen before. He braced himself and opened the door to the driver's side and got in the car.
"Babe it's ok, come here. You're safe" he said as he tried slowly reaching out to his sobbing boyfriend.
Mickey didn't say anything he just let the redhead wrap his arms around him while he cried into his chest.
"I said I'm never leaving you and I meant that. I love you so much and it destroys me to see you this way. I want to eliminate all this heartache and pain that you're feeling. I promise with everything in me that I'm going to protect you and your heart with my life ok?" Ian promised.
The older boy gently nodded his head into his boyfriend's chest. "Look at me" the redhead wispered as he lifted the brunette's chin to look at his face. "I love you Mickah" the younger boy said as he wiped his boyfriend's tears. A rush came over the redhead. He instantly grabbed his lover's face and kissed him more passionate than he had ever before. The boys began making out so heavily that they almost made love in the car, but it was interrupted when Mickey's phone began to ring. He thought it might have been his boss so he pulled it out so that he could reach into his pocket to answer it. The name he saw completely put him in a state of rapture. It was Dawson texting him telling him that he loved him and that he needed to see him as soon as possible.
Ian could tell it was someone that Mickey didn't want to talk to by the gruesome look he had on his face. "What's wrong Mick? Who is it?" He asked.
Mickey said the name that made Ian's skin just crawl soon as he said it. "Dawson".
"Give me your phone!" Ian yelled.
"No Ian don't! please!" Mickey begged. "You will just make things worse."
"No. I'm fucking sick of this asshole ruining my fucking relationship with his fucking bullshit! Give me your damn phone Mick!" Ian said angrily.
"No Ian, I'm not giving you my damn phone so fucking stop it already! I'm trying to fucking heal and get over this fucking shit remember?" Mickey cried. He just wanted all of this behind him.
"Yeah well I'm not going to fucking get over this shit until his face hits my fist and his throat is under my foot, being stumped into the ground."
"Ian you don't have to do that" the older boy replied.
"Of all people, I would think you would be behind me with this" the redhead responded.
"I know, but…" Mickey stuttered.
"But what Mick?" Ian spat.
Mickey's phone began ringing again and an evil smile spread across his face. He immediatly answered it; he knew exactly what he needed to say.
"Stop fucking calling me. I don't want you! Get this through your fucking head… I'M IN LOVE!" Mickey yelled without hesitation.
The older boy hung up his phone and looked at his younger companion. He smiled the biggest smile the redhead had ever seen. The boys instantly started kissing.
"We are going home NOW! Fuck my shift! I'm the fucking boss." Ian said, starting his car.
"Damn right you are the fucking boss now take me home." Mickey demanded.
Before Ian knew what was going on Mickey had his pants unzipped and had started giving himhead as he was driving.
"Fuck Mick, you're gonna make me crash" the Horny redhead moaned out as the brunette was stroking and sucking the tip of his dick. Luckily they didn't live too far from the office.
As soon as the boys reached the floor of their apartment they began to violently make out on their way to the door. Ian had Mickey pinned to the door trying to get the key to open the door while Mickey was sucking and licking all over the redhead's neck. Once the taller boy was able to unlock the door he picked up the shorter boy, wrapping his legs around his waist and took him straight to their bedroom. Clothes were flying everywhere and before they knew it, they were crawling on to the bed.
Ian reached into his nightstand grabbing the lube and a condom. Mickey did and said something that caught his boyfriend completely off guard.
"We don't need one anymore" Mick said while grabbing for the condom in Ian's hand. he threw it across the room onto the small pile of clothes near the door.
"Are you sure Mick?" Ian asked.
Mickey leaned onto his elbows and wrapped one of his hands around Ian's face. "Ian, if I've ever been positive about anything, it's always been you. I trust you 100 percent; no holds bar. I've never trusted anyone besides my self. "
Ian's body physically relaxed into Mickey's hand and he fell face first into his lips. No faster than the moment was broken, both boys were all over each other again after laughing it off.
Mickey's hands were all over the naked, warm skin of his boyfriend; his nails digging into every inch of his back. Their lips frantically touching, and their teeth clanking together every so often. "I need to feel you Ian. I need you inside of me" Mickey begged. "Now. Please?"
Ian gave Mickey one last soft kiss to his lips and pulled him self up from between Mickey's legs and grabbed the bottle of lube from the edge of the bed. "Turn over" Ian demanded.
The older boy did as he was told with joy and a huge smile. The hint of evil in Ian's voice was more of a turn on than he thought it would be. The thought of feeling Ian's skin inside of him turned him on even more.
Mickey propped himself up on his palms and knees as he heard Ian slicking himself up with his favorite watermelon flavored lube. Before he knew it, Ian had one hand on his ass, parting his cheeks, and he was warming the lube on his fingers in the other.
"I'm not going to tease you this time, Mick" Ian said as he pushed one finger gently but firmly into him.
Mickey arched his back in a way that made Ian smirk and think of a scared cat.
"Mmmm fuuuck" Mickey cried out at the contact.
It was a welcoming feeling, but painful all the same as Ian twisted his finger in and out of the bucking boy a few times before he pushed a second one in and began sissoring them, stretching the older boy open.
Mickey bucked his hips back and forth, moaning and grunting while tightening his fingers into the soft sheet below him. "Nnnffffuuu" he cried as Ian stilled his hand. "Fuck me Ian. Now. Fuck me hard"
"Anything for you" Ian smiled as he removed his fingers from his boyfriend's tight ass.
The red head slicked himself up with the lube and gave Mick a nice slap on his ass, leaving a bright red hand print in his wake. Mickey grunted and Ian smiled.
Ian then spread Mickey's ass and dragged the tip of his throbbing cock down his ass crack until it rested on his tight pink hole. "Is this what you want?" He asked seductivly as he bucked his hips slowly into Mickeys. The needy bottom nodded, unable to speak.
"I cant hear you, Mick. Your gonna have to speak up" Ian said as he once again bucked his hips into his awaiting boyfriend.
"Yes" Mickey grunted into the pillow.
"A little louder" Ian demanded.
"YES IAN! I WANT YOU INSIDE ME DAMNIT" Mickey screamed.
And with that. Ian slowly pushed himself inside of his eager boyfriend and rocked his hips like never before.
To both boys, it felt different. They felt...closer. The intimacy became to much for Mickey. He needed to feel his release. He needed to come so bad. His leaking cock throbbed with pain. He reached around to grab Ian's hand from his hip and in the process, Ian pulled them both up, to where Mickey's back was flush to his chest.
Mickey interlocked his fingers with Ian's and continued to let ian assult him in the most pleasureable way. The throbbing pain and pleasure had grown worse, but the intimacy he was sharing with the younger boy began throwing his emotions around like a rag doll. He didn't know if he wanted to come or if he wanted to cry.
The pleasurable pain quickly outweighed his emotions. He guided his boyfriends hand to his cock. "Make me come. I need to come" Mickey begged.
Ian let go of his older boyfriend's hand and gave in to his desire. With his other hand, he gently pushed the older boys head, facing down. "Spit" He wispered seductivley in his left ear.
Mickey did as he was told and a trail of spit slowly left his lips and landed onto his shaft. Ian moaned as he matched his two rythems together, not missing a beat.
"You like that Mick? You like when I stroke your cock? " Ian asked. "I bet you like it better when I fuck you" He grunted matter of factly. Ian knew exactly what his boyfriend loved. "Dont you!" He growled as he used his grip in Mickey's hair to pull his face near his shop that he could bore at his cheek.
Mickey moaned, shaking his head up and down. "Im gonna cu..." he cried as thick white globs of cum rushed out of him and down Ians hand.
At the site of seeing his older boyfriend come, Ian thrusted a few more times before he dug his nails into Mickey's hips, causing the skin to tear. There would definitely be bruises there.
"Fuuuuuck" Ian cried as he came inside of his boyfriend for the first time, thrusting until Mickey Milked him dry.
Ian laid over Mickey's Back, their sweat mixing together. "Holy fuck, Mick" He huffed between breaths. "You are so good for me. So tight and good".
Mickey hummed in appreciation.
As Both boys calmed down from their high, Ian Fell over to the side of his brunette boyfriend, who was panting like Ian was still thrusting inside of him.
"Damn that was hot" Mickey smiled.
Ian smiled back at him and kissed the top of his nose. "I love you" He wispered.
Mickey smiled and pulled Ian closer to him, kissing him on his lips. After both boys had relaxed, the shared a cigarette and Ian jumped out of bed to go get them a beer. When he returned, Mickey was sprawled out on the bed, petting a sleeping linc who was apperently sleeping ontop of their bed when they got home. Mickey moved his pillow to get comfortable and Linc was hiding underneath.
"Here ya go" Ian said as he handed Mickey his beer. Mickey cracked it open and took a giant swig. He had something on his mind and he really wanted to ask Ian. But he was so nervous. The alcohol helped calm his nerves a little.
Ian laid next to Mick, both boys still naked, and took Linc into his hands so that he could pet him. He could feel that his boyfriend was staring. "Why are you staring?" Ian asked, a huge smirk plastered to his face.
'Its now or never' Mickey thought. He sat up on one elbow and rested his head on his slumped shoulder. "I want to make love to you" He said with a completely serious tone that matched his face.