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Mikey was in the middle of Dinner and heard the phone ring.
"It's been a month, Baby.", Ray moaned through the phone to Mikey.
Mikey muffled a 'fuck', and attempted to distract Ray by changing the subject. Which he didn't fall for.
"Baby, just be ready when I get there, Kay?" Ray made a kissy sound and hung up.
Mikey sighed and stumbled to the closet in his room. He opened it and searched through the bottom
for the one thing no one else knew about.
He picked up the black mini-skirt, removed his boxers, and slid it on.
"Ray, you sick bastard.", Mikey sighed at his reflection. Who could love such hideous chicken legs? And
for fuck sakes you could see his cock hanging out. Well, I guess that isn't something to complain about.
Sighing yet again, Mikey walked into the bathroom and searched for his lube. He picked it up and sat it
by the bed. Ray should be here by now. Mikey unlocked the front door and lounged on the couch.
Sitting so who ever came through the door had full view of his cock.
Mikey ran his hands through his hair and looked at the clock. Should be time for Ray anytime now.
And he was right. The door creaked open and Ray stepped in. He was wearing a robe. Like he always
did this time of the month. Ray skipped over to Mikey and caressed him in his arms. "Is my darling
ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be, hun." Mikey winked and ran his fingers along Ray's hairy chest.
Ray took a firm grasp of Mikey's dick and balls then carried him off to the bedroom.
"Ray?" Mikey looked up at him with puppy dog eyes from on the bed where he was laying.
"Yes my little sex beast?" Ray licked his lips and dropped his robe to the ground. Revealing a pink
leopard print thong underneath, Ray's bush flowing out everywhere.
Mikey gulped, swallowing his words. "Never mind."
Ray gave him a stern look that quickly faded, he then prowled over to the bed. He reached over into
the night stand and pulled out a razor. "You know how this goes, baby." Ray placed the razor on
Mikey's tongue and Mikey leaned over to face Ray's crotch.
Ray pulled his thong off and shoved his cock down Mikey's throat. Ray enjoyed the pain. The blood
gusting out of his cock. The feel of pleasure at the same time. He placed his hand on Mikey's forehead
and chanted some weird Satan ritual. "Mikey. MIKEY." He continued chanting in his weird language at
the same time moaning Mikey's name.
Ray came. Filling Mikey's mouth to the rim. But Mikey knew not to swallow. So he kept still, mouth
wide open, facing ray.
Ray took the razor back from Mikey , pulled out some clippers and began hacking away at his pubes.
Letting them fall down into Mikey's mouth.
Mikey closed his eyes and concentrated on not swallowing. Ray grabbed the bottle of lube and turned
Mikey around so his ass was facing him. He squirted some out on his fingers and began scissoring
Mikey's ass. When it was loose enough he took the lube and squirted it all out into Mikey.
Mikey moaned and a bit of cum and pubes dripped out of his mouth.
"Bad boy." Ray spanked his ass and shoved his cock in. Mikey gasped, nearly making himself choke on
the contents still tucked in his mouth. "We're almost there, Bubs."
Mikey smiled a little, and felt Ray pull his cock back out. Ray flipped Mikey back around and kissed him
on the lips. "My sweet, sweet Mikey. Always does as daddy commands."
Ray left the room for a sec, and came back with a cup and a straw. He tapped Mikey's chin, "Now."
Mikey opened his mouth and let the icky goo and hair fall out into the cup. Ray went over to Mikey's
ass and scooped out all the lube still in there into the cup also.
"Now, baby..." Ray pushed Mikey back onto his ass and Ray straddled his lap. Ray leaned down and
took Mikey fully into his mouth, and sucked like there was no tomorrow.
Mikey finally got ready to cum and Ray grabbed the cup., letting him cum in it.
They set there for a while to rest and then Ray got up and when to the kitchen. He came back with a
smile on his face. "So, Mikey. Ready for your.. L C and P?" Ray held up the cup with the straw in it,
shook it, and winked at Mikey.
Mikey got up, grabbed the cup, and walked into the kitchen to finish dinner.