Build Me Up Buttercup!

Mike groaned, laying flat on his back and spreading his legs wide, giving Randy enough room to work.
"O-Oh my god...."
Even his fingers was just...
Oh God...

Randy smirked, adding a second finger and scissoring them to open Mike up so Randy's large length would fit.

Mike hissed slightly, but he enjoyed the burning pain of being stretched, loved the feeling of those fingers working him.

Randy looked at Mike, admiring the unique beauty he held.
"Tell me when you feel ready," Randy said, still streching the smaller man.

Mike nodded, chewing his lip as he was stretched. It only took a little but more until he nodded once more.
"Alright...Im ready...." He licked his lips nervously.
This would hurt.

Randy nodded and withdrew his fingers. He spit in his hand and stroked his dick a few times, trying to lube it a bit. When he feels like it's good enough, he lines himself up with Mike's hole, slowly pushing in.

Mike whimpered, his hands gripping Randy shoulders as he tried not to cry, tried to focus on anything but the intense pain of that large cock entering him.

Randy slowly entered until he was to the hilt, giving Mike some time to adjust.
He didn't like to toot his own horn... Okay he did but that was beside the point. He was quite large and he didn't want to hurt Mike... at least, not too bad.

Mike was taking longer than usual, of coarse that was because Randy was the biggest he had ever had. It was painful but at the same time Mike reveled in the feeling of the burning pain, the feeling of stretching for Randy to fit, the feeling of already tearing....
It hurt so good.

Randy was still still, but the suffocating heat was driving him crazy. He just wanted to pound into him over and over...
Before he could stop himself, he had pulled out, leaving in just the head and thrusted back in.

Mike hissed, whimpering softly.
"St-Stop...." He wasn't ready but it didnt look like Randy was even close to listening to him.
God it hurt...

Randy stilled, Mike's words just barely registering in his lustfilled head.

Mike gave a sigh of relief, taking Randy's hand's and pressing them to his chest as his heart almost burst through it.
"Just give me a second...Your the biggest I have ever had..."
He pressed his lips to Randy's hand. It was a tender, loving gesture. Mike was always someone who loved to fuck but he loved cuddling and making love too.
Not to mention he harbored a crush on Randy.

Randy smiled a little, touched by the gesture Mike had just shown him. As much as Randy was known for his animalistic ways in the bedroom, he also loved to make love. He may be like a stone come alive most times, but he dud care about people. Mike was one of the few that squirmed his way into Randy's heart.

Mike nodded at him, taking a deep breath.
"Move." He ordered softly, rolling his hips to meet Randy.

Randy took a deep breath, not wanting to hurt the younger. Slowly, he pulled out then thrusted back in.

Mike whimpered, slowly getting used to the feeling, gradually his whimpers turned into small moans, instead is grimacing he bucked his hips to meet Randy thrust for thrust, cried of pleasure being emitted with every other trust.

Randy smiled, going faster. He groaned and moaned, Mike felt incredible. He dug his fingernails into Mike's hips and leaned down to capture Mike's lips in a kiss, the angle of his thrusts changing slightly.

"FUCK!" The change in angel had Randy slamming into his prostate with every thrust.
A tear of ecstasy fell from his cheek.
'Oh Randy!!"

Randy smirked. "You like that, do ya?" he growled out, hitting that spot everytime he thrust back in.

"I-I love that!n I need that! A-Again!!" He cried out, he was loud and by now a small crowd had gathered outside the locker room to listen to Mike have his brains fucked out of his head.

"Say my name, Michael. I want to hear you say it. Scream it," he growled, thrust especially hard into that spot.

"RANDY!!!!" Mike screamed, his legs wrapping Around Randy's waist as he cried his new lovers name over and over again.

Randy smiled, loving the sound of Mike screaming his name. He kissed his neck again, looking for the pulse. He bit down when he found it, sucking, marking his new territory.

Mike could have come right then, his back arched and and he let out another cry of his lover's name but he wanted to come with Randy, or when Randy wanted him to for that matter.
"R-Randy, so good!!"