0 comments/ 46680 views/ 1 favorites Fantasies Can Come True By: Whiskey Will "You'll never guess who I bumped into on my trip," I said as I crawled into bed beside Suzanne. "Who?" she said cuddling close. "Remember the Christmas party we went to in San Francisco?" I answered. "You mean ten years ago?" she replied. "Yeah, that's the one." "We met a lot of people there. I couldn't tell you anyone's name." she went one. "There was one couple we hit it off with. You and his wife made friends and showed off your baby pictures. His name was Joe and I think her name was Cathy." "If you say so," Suzanne answered. "I honestly don't remember though." "Well, you certainly made an impression on them. They asked how you were.," I said. "and they both remembered exactly what you were wearing that night." "They did?" Suzanne, said disbelievingly. "What was I wearing?" "According to them it was a paisley dress that was cut very low. Your tits were a big hit with Joe and apparently with Cathy as well" Suzanne punched me gently. "They didn't say that. Did they?" "yes, they did. After a few drinks, that is," I said. "Joe was very enthusiastic about how much he liked seeing your cleavage. Cathy was too. You should have heard them talk about how great you looked." "What did you say to them?" Suzanne asked, sitting up in bed. "I told them you were more beautiful today," I said smiling. "and that your tits are better now that they were then." "You did not!" Suzanne scoffed. "I did," I replied. "and its true too. You seem to have made a lasting impression on them both. They confessed that the idea of you in that dress has been an inspiration for some spirited lovemaking for them. I was quite flattered by the idea, and so should you be" "I can't believe that they talked about that to you, " Suzanne said. "I guess after ten years of fantasizing about it they didn't think they would get another chance to share the thought with anyone." I reasoned. "I guess," Suzanne answered. "anyway," I went on "If you don't believe me, you can ask them yourself. They will be in town visiting family next week and I invited them to go out to dinner and dancing with us." Suzanne's eyes widened. "I'll never be able to look them in the eye." she said, lying back down. As the weekend approached Suzanne's curiosity began to get the better of her. The idea that she could have had such an impact on two other people was very flattering to her after she had time to think about it. She agreed to wear a dress we had bought that summer. It was a short cotton sundress cut so low that there was no way she was able to wear a bra under it. It was my favorite for that reason and because it was no match for the weight of Suzanne's breasts; they refused to be contained by the flimsy material and required almost constant adjustment to keep from spilling out for inspection. There was no doubt in my mind that the dress would be appreciated by Joe and Cathy. We were to meet them in the dining room of their hotel. It was the best hotel in town and must have cost them a pretty penny. Suzanne and I arrived a little early and were shown to the table reserved for us. Joe appeared within a few moments. "Cathy can't be with us tonight, " he announced. ""something came up and she can't be here until tomorrow. She is very disappointed and hopes that we can get together again later." he said. Suzanne's dress caught his attention immediately and he made no effort to hide his pleasure. Joe gave her a peck on the cheek and took the opportunity to steal a peek down her dress. The view was to his liking no doubt. As we ate dinner our conversation turned to our first meeting those ten years ago. Two bottles of wine had loosened out tongues and our inhibitions. "Cathy and I thought you must have been exaggerating when you told us Suzanne was beautiful than before," Joe said. "but its clearly the truth." Suzanne blushed. "Thank you." she replied. As I had expected, her dress was fighting a losing battle to restrain her breasts. A hint of her dusky areola had crept to the top of her neckline. She casually tugged it back over her. "Cathy and I have a little game we play about people we find attractive. We given each other a "get out of jail free" pass for people we find attractive. We have a short list of people we would be able to sleep with without consequence; Cathy chose Brad Pitt and I picked you Suzanne." Joe said lifting his glass in a toast. I did not have an answer to that. Suzanne smiled and said "I an very flattered, but I think you'd be disappointed." I spoke up. "Don't listen to her. I know that you would not." The stirring inside me was something that I suppose has been there before but repressed. The idea of my wife being the object of such a strong attraction for another man was as intoxicating as the wine we had consumed. When the meal was over we retired to the hotel ballroom where a string quartet had set up. The sounds of violins only strengthen the romance in the air. Joe and I took turns dancing with my lovely wife, Dancing is a passion with Suzanne and with each dance she became more aroused at being the center of attention. As we danced, I held her close and whispered in her hear. "If we had "get out of jail free" cards would you use on tonight?' She stepped back and looked up into my eyes. "Are you serious?" she asked. I smiled. "I think it would be very interesting to share you with another man tonight. Especially one who seems so entranced by you." Suzanne settled in my arms. Softly, she whispered "I think it would be very interesting too." When the dance ended and we returned to our table, I suggested to Joe that we order another bottle of champagne and take it to his room so that we could relax. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife. He took my suggestion without delay. With champagne in hand, we found the nearest elevator. When its doors closed I took Suzanne in my arms and kissed her. As we kissed, I lifted the hem of her skirt gently, giving Joe a glimpse of Suzanne's long legs. She broke our kiss and turned to Joe. His eyes widened in disbelief as she put her arms around his waist and parted her lips to kiss him. She darted her tongue inside his mouth and moaned softly as he explored her mouth with his. The elevator doors opened and the three of us stepped out. Three business men waiting to enter were treated to the sight of Suzanne spilling out of her top and taking turns kissing the two of us. We laughed and stepped past them down the hall to Joe's room. Inside the room, we stopped to carry on kissing Suzanne and caressing her through her dress. She ran her hands down our bodies, stopping to feeling the bulges in our pants. I lifted her in my arms and carried her to the bed. I laid her gently on it and she kicked off her shoes. Joe and I joined her on the bed, taking our places on either side of her. She squirmed as Joe and I busied ourselves with exploring her body. Her dress came off in short order and Joe stopped to take in the sight of what he had fantasized about for ten years. Suzanne smiled up at him. "I hope I'm not a disappointment." Joe answered, "You could never be" He lowered his mouth onto her soft breasts and kissed her nipples. They responded to his touch by hardening. Their cherry color stood out against the creamy whiteness of her tits. Joe softly gnashed each nipple with his teeth and Suzanne squirmed and twisted under him. I watched as she slipped off his clothes and took his hard cock in her hand. She gently stroked him and kissed her way down his chest. His eyes rolled as Suzanne drug her fingernails down the inside of his thighs. She laid him back on the bed and then sat up straddling him. Joe watched as she ran her hands down his chest, circling his nipples and over his ribs. Her breasts swayed as she took her time to find the way to his cock. It was standing tall and hard as she took it into her hand again. He let out a gasp as she bowed toward it with her mouth open. Pausing a moment to allow the anticipation to build, Suzanne smiled at Joe. "Did you ever fantasize about me sucking your cock?" she whispered. Joe could only muster a feeble nod of his head yes. Suzanne continued to smile "and did I swallow in the fantasy?" Joe could only gasp as the head of his cock disappeared into Suzanne's mouth. Her lips swelled as she took him deeper into her mouth. Joe held her head and ran his fingers through Suzanne's hair as she sucked his cock. He spoke in whisper, telling her not to stop and that he loved what she was doing. Suzanne took him to the brink of climax in very short order, Joe whimpered as she stopped, delaying his coming. "Don't stop," he pleaded. "Please don't stop," Suzanne sat up and lowered herself onto his cock. "I want you to come inside me now," she said. "it 'll be treat if I let you come in my mouth later." Joe thrust his cock deep into Suzanne's pussy. She arched her back and ground her lush, dark bush against him. A moment later Joe bucked as he came inside her cunt. Suzanne rode out his climax for what seemed minutes before draping herself on his chest.. They laid together for a short while before Joe regained his strength. When he had, Joe kissed his way down Suzanne's body, finding his way to her clitoris. With her pussy wet from his own come, Joe brought Suzanne to a crashing climax with his tongue. She shuddered and moaned with delight as her orgasm swept over her body. We spent the night fucking. Suzanne ran a bath in the huge bathtub and we took turns washing her beautiful body. As the sun was coming up Suzanne made good on her pledge to give Joe the treat of coming in her mouth. I watched as she sucked his cock eagerly, draining him of the last drops of come left inside him. We parted soon after, leaving Joe fully spent. I don't know if his fantasy was realized in full, but I do know that he has new visuals to go with it; and one less "get out of jail free" card. Fantasies Can Come True Today was the day. Two of my fantasies were about to come true. I wasn't even trying to make them happen it just all fell into place. For both of them to happen at once was better then I could ever have dreamed of. It all started on line. I started to chat with this chick. Well I should say she started to chat with me. She was a little older then me. At the time I was 30, and she was 42. It started as a friendly chat, just getting to know the others life. After a few chats it started to turn into sexual talk. Our likes, dislikes, what we want, and things like that. She was telling me about how she is into D/s. At the time I had not a clue what that was. What it really involved. Then she started to tell me. She was a sub, and she had a Dom. She was at his beck and call. She did what he wanted, when he wanted. He was her Master, she was his slave. When she didn't listen to him, or do what he wanted, she got punished. She loved the way she got "punished." At times she said she did things wrong just so she could feel his wrath. Not that he beat her, but more or less he would make her do things to make her feel humiliated, which she loved. Hey that's all well and good for her. To each his/her own I believe. That's just not for me. What was for me was that she was looking for another female to join them in some fun for the first time. Now this was for me. I have always wanted to be with another woman. Just to see what it was all about. I have also wanted to have a threesome. This was just gonna be too good to be true. I chatted with them both on line to get the feel of where they were coming from, to see what they were both into, and what they wanted from me. We were all getting comfortable getting to know one another. We laid down some ground rules. We set up a lunch date. Just to see if we would all click. I met them in a restaurant. They looked like an ordinary couple, except she had on a dog collar. She wore it like a piece of jewelry. She was about 5'4, chunky, not very pretty, but not a dog either. The one thing about her that I really liked was her breast. She had these two Hugh, full breast. She didn't wear a bra, and they were hanging very low from the weight of them. She had on a zipper blouse and the zipper was down low. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. There wasn't anything special about him to make him stand out. He was about 5'10, thin hair, kind eyes, normal looking. I guessed he was around 46 years old. I could tell they both liked what I looked like. I am 5'3, chunky also, sexy smile, and busty. I am very confident, and it shows. I take pride in me. That day I wore a really low cut dress, showing off my two best features. Lunch was going great, the drinks were flowing, we were all starting to get sexually turned on by the other. They asked if I wanted to go back to her place to relax. I just said, lead the way. I followed them in my own car, I just wanted to be able to leave when I wanted and not depend on them, in case things got out of hand. She lead the way into her place with me next and him in the rear. When I stepped inside I stopped in my tracks. Hanging from a pipe in the ceiling was handcuffs and chains. They said not to worry its not for me, its for when she doesn't listen, when she needs to be punished. I sat close to the door just in case. She went and got drinks for us, and I noticed on the coffee table were all different sexual toys laid out. Now this got my attention. They started to tell me all about them and how to use them the right way. I picked up a few and was looking at them, and I could smell her scent on them. He then took charge. In a no nonsense voice he told her to stand up and walk to the middle of the room and bend over. She did as she was told. She did this with her back to me, so as she was bending over, I could see she didn't have panties on. She grabbed her ankles as she told her to do. He picked up a flat leather flogger, and whacked her on the ass. She moaned softly. He did it again. I saw her pussy get wet as he started to spank her. He then told her to face me and strip. She wasn't wearing much so I knew it wouldn't take her long at all. She started with her skirt first. She wiggled out of it and it fell down her bare legs. She braced her legs apart and I got to see her hairy cunt. Next came the zipper on her shirt. She slowly pulled the rest of it down, and her breast just popped out. They looked like they wanted to break free. They were so beautiful, so big. They were laying right above her tummy. He stood up and told her to walk to the chains and put her hands above her head. She did as he told with no questions asked. He connected the chain to her collar, and handcuffed her. He then took this bar and made her spread her legs. He shackled this to her legs. So this way she could close her legs. He got another leather flogger and started to gently whip her. She looked like she was creaming. She was moaning and gently moving her body. He started to caress her. Rub his hands all over her body, pulling and pinching. By this time I was up from my seat and standing so close to her. I felt her breath on my face. I asked him if I could touch her. My first touch I just stroked down the side of her breast. She felt so soft. Then I started to caress her breast. This was the first time I ever touched another woman. I was so nervous, but more excited. I was squeezing her breast making her nipples pucker up. I was pinching them the way I like mine played with. I flicked out my tongue and she moaned when it touched her nipple. Then I just went to town. I couldn't get enough of her into my mouth. As I was working on one breast, I had my hand on the other. I put my face between both and just pushed her breast together. I started to kiss her, slipping my tongue into her mouth for my first taste. She was moaning into my mouth. We kissed for so long, that I didn't even know he unchained her hands and she was holding me. My hands went down her body and felt the outside of her hairy pussy. She pushed into my hand. I was holding her up since her legs were still shackled. My fingers slipped inside of her. She was soaked. Her pussy was dripping. She felt so silky and smooth inside. I felt her knob right away. It was rock her. I started to rub it like I liked mine rubbed. She came for the first time right away. All over my fingers. I felt her legs shaking. Good thing I was holding her up. I looked over at him, and he was smiling. He was rubbing his cock thru his pants. He had a big bulge going on there. We unchained her legs and I walked her to the bed and laid her down. I took off my clothes while they both watched me. I was still a little nervous so I left on my wet panties. Then I started my kissing all over her body. I started at her neck and worked my way down slowly. Kissing and licking and biting. I could see the wetness where I kissed down her body, my trial was headed down. As I got closer, I could start to smell her. Her scent was calling me, pulling me in. I snaked out my tongue and touched her pussy for the first time. I liked what she tasted like so I went back for more. I just let my instincts take over and do to her what I like done to me. I was licking her from back to front, nice long licks. Slowly at first. Just slurping her up. Then I stopped at her clit. I felt her in my mouth that way, I started to suck on her. She was pushing into my mouth. I put a finger into her pussy hole. She was humping on my finger. I felt when she was ready to cum, I felt her tighten around my fingers, her knob so hard ready to burst. Then she just let loose. She was moaning and screaming. I couldn't believe I was making her feel this way. I wouldn't stop licking her. I was drinking her up. By this time he was naked. His cock was rock hard. Sticking straight out. I moved out to the way and he slipped right into her. Slamming her hard. He was fucking her for all he was worth. He had her legs up and spread and holding her ankles. I was watching as his cock was sliding in and out, wet from her juices. I sat back and slipped my fingers into my pussy, pushing my panties to the side. My other hand was on my breast, pulling at my nipple. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. He was watching me as he fucked her. He seemed like he could go on forever. I grabbed a toy off the coffee table and pushed it into my pussy. I was fucking myself with it. She reached over and grabbed my tits. Pulling on my nipples, pinching them. I couldn't take anymore. I needed to feel her mouth on my pussy. I just stood up, ripped off my panties and sat right on her face, facing him. I spread my pussy lips and she put her tongue on my spot. I was grinding my pussy into her and watching him fuck her. He didn't take his eyes off her licking my pussy. I knew he was close by that time. So I started to tell him to "fuck her harder." "Ram her pussy." "Make her scream into my pussy." He screamed, " I'm gonna cum," that's when I came. I couldn't hold it any longer. I came when he did. It was unbelievable. I collapsed on the side of her and him on top of her. We were all sweaty and breathing hard. We were all happy that's for sure. I needed to leave soon, so I jumped into the shower to clean up. We made plans for our next play session... Fantasies Can Come True Authors note: I started this story about a year ago and finally have it finished. I hope you like it as it is one of my favorites. sexygirl76 * Chapter 1 The year is 2275, and life is a lot different from what we know today. Mars has been colonized and anyone who is anyone goes there for vacations. You can visit the lost colony and discover old ruins or you can just hang around the tourist areas and have all your fantasies fulfilled. Have sex with an alien, or with a porn star, anything can happen on Mars if you have enough credits. It isn't for the weak hearted, or those who want a normal life. Mars is for the adventurous, so come visit today and have all your dreams come true. 25 year old Michael turned off the view screen and sighed. Mars, what a place to go. Where you can fulfill any fantasy or dream. You can be with anyone you want for a night or longer, it just depends on how much you are willing to spend on fantasy. Mars was for the rich and famous, normal people never left Earth. Normal people had dreams as well but they rarely came true. You got up, went to work and tried to survive. Nothing spectacular there. Michael lived in West block; it was one of the lower income areas in what was now New Las Angeles. Las Angeles and San Francisco had become one town in the big quake of 2190. It had been the biggest quake on record and there had been a lot of casualties. It had taken a long time to rebuild and they were still rebuilding quite a few things almost a hundred years later. Michael hadn't exactly grown up poor but he hadn't grown up rich either. His mother was a school teacher, his father an architect. He didn't have the best of everything, but at the same time he never went without either. He and his brother Terry had thought they had it all when they were kids. Clothes on their backs, food in their belly's, anything their hearts desired within reason. For Terry he had gotten everything he wanted out of life. He had gone to college, gotten a law degree and was a very successful lawyer now with a loving wife and two kids that adored him. Michael on the other hand wasn't so lucky. He had dropped out of high school when he was 16. He had gone to work doing construction and had made a good living at it. He was still single; he hadn't found the right person to share his life with yet. He had his personal android that cooked, cleaned and did everything a wife would do for him but it wasn't human. There were no feelings involved. It didn't help that Michael was gay, he had known for as long as he could remember that he wasn't interested in girls. He tried dating a couple times in high school but there was no spark, no connection. He just wasn't interested. There were a couple of guys he had thought were cute, but he never had the courage to approach them. His parents still didn't know he was gay, he was afraid they wouldn't approve. They were curious on why he got a male droid instead of a female one but when he explained that he wanted the companionship more than sex they had let it go. He sat back on the couch and sighed, why couldn't he find love? He had been to every gay bar in town but none of the guys ever struck his interest and he always left alone. The truth was Michael was very particular about the guys he was interested in. They had to be tall, slender and well built. He liked big cocks shimmying inside him. When he got his droid he had specified that it had to have a cock at least 9 inches in length and 2 inches in diameter. Sex wasn't the problem, he got that whenever he wanted, and he wanted more. He wanted someone to come home to every night, someone to cuddle with and say I love you. The problem was Michael had already found his dream man, 5'10", slender, with jet black hair that hung down his back in waves and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right to your soul. He also had a 9 inch cock that made your mouth water every time you looked at it. From the video's Michael had seen he also knew how to use it and use it well. His name was Johnny Fang and he was 28 years old. Never married, no kids, and as gay as Michael was. He was also a porn star and made his living on Mars. Michael had first seen him when he was 18. He had gone to a porn shop to see what kinds of movies they had since he was legal and there Johnny was on the view screen. His first movie, "Blazing Cocks." It had been a huge success. As soon as he saw him on screen, Michael's heart started hammering in his chest and his 8 inch cock got rock hard. It was so hard it was threatening to tear through his jeans. Michael had been so embarrassed he had left the shop without buying anything. A week later he had gone back to the shop and bought every Johnny Fang movie he could find. He had locked himself in his room that night and jacked off over and over watching Johnny suck cock, get fucked up his ass and even fuck a couple of guys. Michael's eyes were glued to the screen; he couldn't get enough of watching that hot body move. It wasn't long before Michael realized he was obsessed with Johnny. He would dream about him at night, dream of Johnny fucking him up the ass. He woke with cum on his sheet so many mornings that he knew he had to do something or he was going to go insane. Six months after he discovered Johnny Fang, Michael knew he needed a real cock inside him. The dreams were getting more intense by the day. He knew he would never meet Johnny but that didn't stop him from watching the video's over and over again until he had to buy new ones because he wore out the old discs. He was lying in bed one night stroking his cock for about the hundredth time watching Johnny getting reamed by an older guy when he felt his ass twitching. He rolled over onto his side and pressed his finger against his asshole. It was tight and he couldn't push his finger inside so he wetted his finger with his saliva and tried again. This time his finger slid inside and he damn near creamed the sheets at the feeling of intense pleasure coursing through him. He closed his eyes as he slowly worked his finger in and out of his tight asshole. It felt amazing and as he sped up the movement of his finger he reached down and started stroking his cock once more. He tried pushing a second finger in with the first but had to stop when it hurt. He pulled his robe on and went down to the kitchen and grabbed the vegetable oil out of the cupboard. He quickly put it in his pocket then raced back to his room praying no one saw him. He closed his bedroom door as quietly as he could then stripped out of his robe and climbed back onto the bed holding the vegetable oil. He opened the bottle and poured a little on his fingers then lay down on his stomach and once again pushed his fingers into his ass. "Ugh, oh...oh god." He moaned quietly slowly working his fingers in and out. He worked his fingers in his ass moaning as the feelings intensified, he loved stroking his cock but having something up his ass made the feelings stronger. His cock was rock hard and leaking precum all over the sheets as he worked his ass. He lifted against his hand as he moved his fingers faster. "Oh...oh yes," he cried feeling the pleasure intensify. He slid a third finger in with the other two and cried out. His ass felt so full and yet he wanted more. He worked his fingers furiously in and out of his tight hole as he pressed his cock hard against the mattress, making fucking motions with his hips. He humped hard against the bed as he worked his hand furiously. Cries were escaping his lips and his eyes were screwed shut as his breathing became ragged. He humped harder against the mattress feeling his cock getting harder and harder by the second. It was leaking like crazy and his fingers were flying in and out of his ass, making squishing noises. "Ugh...Fuck, god that feels good." He panted lifting his head and tossing it back and forth. He felt his balls start to tighten and growled as he pushed harder and faster. When the release came it shook him it was so intense. He cried out and jammed his fingers hard into his ass, holding them buried inside him as he felt his ass tighten around them. He coated the sheets with his essence then collapsed in the middle of it completely spent and sated. After that night Michael tried various ways to fill his ass. He grabbed a banana and a cucumber from the fruit bowl his mother kept. He would work them in his ass and cream so hard he was sure he was going to pass out from the pleasure of it. Even with all the items he shoved up his ass he realized he wanted more. He wanted to feel a real cock up his ass, to feel it harden and squirt inside him. He would lie in bed at night thinking about it until it too became an obsession. The night of his 19th birthday he made a decision. He told his parents he was going out with friends then headed for one of the seedier parts of town. He was terrified as he drove down the dark streets but he knew this was the only area to find what he was looking for. Prostitutes weren't prominent in his neck of the woods. In fact they were few and far between, the cops ran them off most nights saying this was a nice area and they didn't need riffraff like them hanging around. He drove down the strip for almost an hour looking for something. He wasn't sure exactly what he was looking for, only that he would know when he found it. There were plenty of women walking the strip dressed in next to nothing but he passed them all by. He wasn't interested in pussy. He was about to give up and go home when he saw him. He was standing on the corner all alone, his leather pants looking like they were molded to his body. He wasn't wearing a shirt even though the night was cool and his nipples were rock hard in the light wind. His dark blonde hair was flowing around his shoulders and he was smoking a cigarette and looked bored. Michael watched him for about 10 minutes before he built up the courage to drive towards him. When the man saw the car he smiled seductively and sashayed over to the passenger side door. He leaned in the open window and smiled at Michael. "Hey honey, looking for some fun?" he asked with a deep penetrating voice. Michael swallowed a couple of times before he could find his voice. "Um...yeah I think so." He said softly. The man looked at him for a minute and licked his lips. "What's your name honey?" Michael looked down at the steering wheel. "Michael." He said softly. "How old are you Michael?" The man asked reaching in the window and lightly brushing Michael's arm. Michael jumped at the touch and looked at him. "Um...1...19." He stammered. The man pulled his hand back and smiled softly. "Mind if I get in the car? It's a little chilly out here." Michael swallowed and nodded, he was terrified but he was also excited at the same time. When the man slid his lanky form into the car Michael looked at him. His cock was pressing against the crotch of his jeans and Michael licked his lips as he looked at it. He heard the car door shut and lifted his eyes. The other man was close and he leaned back. "I'm Mitch." The man said with a soft smile. "So Michael, you ever been with a man before?" Michael blushed and looked down at his hands. "N...No...I've put stuff up my ass but that's it." Mitch smiled and reached out and cupped Michael's face turning his face towards him. Michael looked at him in the darkened car then his eyes widened as Mitch leaned forward and brushed his lips against Michael's. When he felt Mitch's tongue pressing against his lips he thought about pulling back but instead slowly opened his mouth and moaned as Mitch's tongue swooped into his mouth. The two men kissed long and deep, holding onto each other. Michael wrapped his arms around the other man and held him against him as Mitch deepened the kiss. Mitch held his face for a minute then let his hand explore over Michael's body. He moved his hand down over his stomach and cupped Michael's cock through his jeans, gently squeezing it. Michael gasped and moaned as he pulled back, his eyes hot with heat. Mitch gently stroked him through his jeans. "You have a nice package baby." He said huskily running his fingers over the material. Michael felt his cock harden and closed his eyes as pleasure coursed through him. He tipped his head back and whimpered as Mitch reached up and undid his jeans. He felt the cool air in the car touch him as Mitch pulled his jeans open reached in and touched his bare cock. Michael sucked in his breath as he felt the other man's hand surround him. He had never had anyone touch him but himself but he had to admit that Mitch's hand felt a lot better than his own. When Mitch gently ran his hand up and down over the length of him, Michael cried out and leaned his head back against the window. Mitch gently stroked him while he looked at Michael. Michael's eyes were closed and his breathing was ragged. Mitch leaned forward and dropped gentle kisses on Michael's chin and mouth. "What do you want baby?" he asked huskily tightening his grip on Michaels' cock. Michael was having a hard time catching his breath. His cock was so hard that he felt it was going to burst any second. He opened his eyes and looked at Mitch. "I...I want to be fucked." He said softly then blushed. Mitch smiled at him and squeezed his cock a bit again making Michael whimper. "I can do that for you honey. $100.00 and I'll stick my cock up your tight little ass." Michael thought about it, he had enough. He had been working three days a week and had just gotten paid. "I...I've got enough." He said huskily bucking up against Mitch's hand. Mitch stroked him a bit harder, nipping at Michael's lips with his teeth. "You ever had your cock sucked baby?" Michael blushed and shook his head. Mitch grinned, "for an extra 20 I'll give you a blow job you'll never forget." Michael was breathing heavy. Mitch's hand felt like heaven on his cock and he could just barely imagine what his mouth would feel like. "O...Okay." He said huskily. Mitch grinned and scooted back in the seat so he was pressed up against the passenger door. He grabbed Michael's pants and pulled so Michael lifted his hips and let Mitch pull his jeans down around his knees. Mitch reached out and grabbed Michael's cock slowly stroking it for a minute then he lowered his head and kissed the tip. Michael shuddered and closed his eyes. When he felt Mitch's mouth wrap over the tip of him he cried out and bucked up with his hips. Mitch worked his tongue back and forth over the tip of Michael's cock as he jerked his hand up and down over the base. He sucked at the tip for a minute or two then slowly lowered his head over him taking more of the cock into his hungry mouth. Michael growled and rested his head against the window as he tangled his fingers in Mitch's hair. He held him against him as Mitch bobbed his head up and down over him taking his cock far into his mouth and working his tongue over him making sure to hit every sensitive spot he could find. Michael had his eyes squeezed shut and bucked up with his hips pushing more of his cock into Mitch's hungry mouth. When he felt Mitch pull his cock into his throat he let out a strangled cry and leaked precum down Mitch's throat. "Ugh...Oh god, that feels so good." He panted slowly fucking the other man's face. Mitch bobbed his head faster over Michael taking as much of his cock into his mouth as he could, he jerked his hand back and forth over him as he took Michael to new heights. Michael cried out and tightened his fingers in Mitch's hair as he bucked hard with his hips burying his cock into Mitch's hungry mouth. Mitch groaned and whipped his tongue over every bit of flesh he could reach. He slid Michael's cock into his throat, holding it as long as he could, his nose in the other man's pubic hair. When he did this, Michael gave a strangled cry and hit his head against the window as he fucked Mitch's face like a mad man. His balls were burning and he knew it wouldn't be long before he gave the other man a mouthful. His breathes were coming out in ragged pants as he fought to control his body. Mitch went to town on him, licking, sucking and pulling on the hard meat in his mouth. The precum was so good he was dying to taste the real thing. His fingers were digging into the hard flesh as he jerked with his hand. Michael cried out and slammed his hips upward hard. "Ugh, oh god, I think I'm going to cum." He cried feeling like his balls were about to explode. Mitch tightened his lips around the hard meat in his mouth and sucked harder. At the first shot he relished it in his mouth then swallowed quickly barely emptying his mouth before Michael sent another shot of hot cum between his lips. When it had dropped to a drizzle, Mitch licked up all he could get then slowly pulled his mouth away. Michael was leaning against the door his eyes closed and his breathing in ragged pants. "You taste good baby." Mitch said with a grin. Michael opened his eyes and looked at Mitch. "T...that was amazing, I have never felt anything like that before." Mitch grinned and sat back in the seat. "Well I'm glad you enjoyed it. I do work to please my customers." Michael smiled and took a shallow breath. "That was so good, I'm almost afraid to see what comes next." Mitch laughed and sat back against the door. "You really are an innocent aren't you?" Michael blushed and looked down at his lap. "Yeah, I guess I am." Mitch reached out and cupped his face. "It's okay, I like virgins." Michael lifted his eyes and looked at him. "I...I..." Mitch leaned forward and kissed him softly. "You don't have to say anything I understand I really do." He reached down and squeezed Michael's leg. "You ready to get fucked?" Michael's eyes lit up and he smiled as he felt his ass start to twitch. "Oh hell yeah." Mitch laughed and scooted as close to the door as he could get. "Roll over onto your knees facing away from me and let me look at that hot ass." He said huskily. Michael felt a small fission of tension but shook it off and did as he was told. He rested his head against the window as he knelt on the seat feeling the steering wheel pressing into his side. Mitch pushed Michael's jeans down further so his whole ass was exposed and ran his hand over the bare flesh. Michael shivered at the other man's touch and when he felt his ass cheeks spread open he started to tense up. "Relax baby or it will hurt." Mitch said softly gently pressing his finger against Michael's hole. Michael closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This was what he wanted; he could feel how hungry his ass was to be filled. He forced his body to relax and when Mitch's finger slid inside him he moaned and pressed back against him. "God you are tight baby." Mitch sighed slowly working his finger in and out. Michael sighed in pleasure. "I've only had fruit up there." He admitted sheepishly. Mitch smiled and reached into his jacket pocket. He pulled out a tube of lube and liberally coated his fingers. Then he spread Michael open once more and pressed two fingers against his tight hole. As they were enveloped inside Michael whimpered and pulled them in deeper. "Oh...oh that feels good." He sighed rubbing his face against the window. Mitch worked his fingers in and out trying to stretch Michael out. He pulled his fingers free, lubed them up again then pressed three fingers into the other man. Michael cried out as he felt himself being stretched. It didn't hurt parse, but it felt strange feeling the other mans' fingers inside him. "Oh yeah, that's it, now your loosening up." Mitch said with a smile. He worked his fingers in and out, spreading them open so he was able to stretch Michael out better. Michael was whimpering and pressing back against him. When he was sure he was loose enough, he pulled his fingers free and wiped them on his jeans. "Ready baby?" he asked huskily, undoing his jeans and pushing them to his knees as he moved up behind the other man. Fantasies Can Come True Michael clenched and unclenched his fingers against the front seat, he was excited to finally lose his ass virginity but he was scared as well. He took a couple deep breaths and let them out slowly. "Yeah, I'm ready." He said finally. Mitch pulled a condom out of his pocket, slipped it over his length, lubed up his cock then moved up behind Michael. He rested his hands on the other man's ass and spread him open then positioned his cock against his entrance. "Okay baby, just relax." He said softly then he slowly pressed forward with his hips. Michael held himself as still as he could, taking shallow breaths in through his nose. When he felt Mitch's cock starting to spread him open he closed his eyes and sucked in his breath. He felt his ass stretching around the other man's cock as Mitch slowly pressed into him. There was no pain, just a feeling of fullness. When he had the head lodged inside him he let out his breath in a long moan and tentatively wiggled his hips. "Oh god you're tight baby." Mitch sighed grabbing Michael's hips as he continued pressing into him "You feel fantastic." Michael sighed lowering his head to the seat as he pushed back against the other man. Mitch watched his cock disappearing into the other man. When he had all of him he let out a low sigh and held himself buried inside. He ran his hand lightly over Michael's back. "You okay baby?" he asked huskily. Michael was taking slow, even breaths as he felt the other man inside him. He reached beneath them and touched where they were lodged together. "You feel so big inside me. It feels like I have a log lodged inside me but at the same time it feels really good." Mitch chuckled and felt Michael tighten around him making him moan. "You ain't felt nothing yet honey." He gripped Michael's hips and held them tightly as he slowly withdrew. "Ugh...Oh god..." Michael moaned feeling the other man pull out of him. When he was about halfway out he slammed forward with his hips burying his cock to the hilt once more. "Oh fuck..." Michael cried at the sudden invasion. "Hold on baby, I'm going to give you a ride you'll never forget." Mitch growled through gritted teeth. He tightened his fingers on Michael's hips as he started driving into him with long, drawn-out strokes. His balls were slapping against Michael every time he sliced into him. Michael was moaning and clutching at the seat as he moved against Mitch. He could feel the other man's cock slicing in and out of him and was sure there was no greater feeling in the world. His ass loosened and tightened around Mitch's cock and as Mitch started fucking him faster and harder, Michael felt like he was going to die from the pleasure. "Ugh, oh god, fuck me, it feels so good." Michael cried feeling his cock hardening. He reached beneath him and grabbed his cock and started stroking it slowly as he pushed back against Mitch's powerful strokes. "Oh god baby, you have such a sweet ass." Mitch sighed slicing into him harder, making each stroke more intense than the last. "Y...your cock feels so good inside me. Fuck me baby, oh god fuck me." Michael cried stroking his cock faster. Mitch dug his hands into Michael's hips as he jerked the other man back against him. He sliced faster and harder into him, his cock moving so fast that it was a blur. Both men were breathing hard and cries filled the car as each fought for the glorious release. "Oh fuck, you're going to make me cum again." Michael cried his fingers digging into his cock as he stroked it furiously. "Do it baby," Mitch panted fucking into him harder and faster than before. "Cum all over yourself, show me how much you love me fucking you." "I do, god I do. I love your hard cock inside me. Oh fuck I can't hold it." Michael closed his eyes and screamed as his cock started shooting cum all over the seat. "Oh god yesssssss..." Mitch cried feeling Michael's ass tighten around him. He buried his cock to the hilt in Michael's ass and let go, filling the condom with his juices. "Oh my god," Michael sighed letting go of his limp cock as he leaned his head against the window. Mitch collapsed against him kissing his back as he got his breath back. When he was sure he could breathe he slowly pulled out making sure the condom came with him. When he was free, Michael slowly sat down on the seat and rested his head on the head rest closing his eyes. "That was amazing." He said softly taking a couple soft breaths. Mitch took off the condom, tied a knot in the top of it and put it in his pocket then fixed his pants. "You are a great fuck baby." He said sitting down in the passenger seat. Michael opened his eyes and looked at the other man. "Thank you, that was unbelievable." Mitch leaned over and kissed him softly. "The pleasure was all mine baby." Michael reached down to where his pants were wrapped around his knees and dug out his wallet. He pulled out a hundred and twenty dollars and held it out to Mitch. Mitch just wrapped his fingers around Michael's and pushed his hand back. "This was on me honey. Showing you how good it can be was definitely priceless." Michael looked at him in surprise then smiled. "Thanks." Mitch leaned down and kissed him again then reached for the door handle. "Anytime you want a repeat performance you know where to find me." Michael nodded then watched as the other man climbed from the car and was gone. He looked at the empty space beside him for a minute then pulled up his jeans, fixed them back into place, started the engine and headed for home knowing this was a night he would never forget.   Chapter 2 Michael was pulled back to the present by an insistent ringing. He opened his eyes and hit answer on the vid phone. The screen burst to life and his best friend Nick's face showed in front of him. Nick was 27 and worked with Michael at the construction site. They had been friends for the past 4 years. Sometimes Michael wished there was more than friendship between them but Nick was happily married with a couple of kids. "Hey buddy, it's Friday night, want to go have some fun?" Nick asked smiling toothily. Michael sighed, "Not really. It has been a long day and I'm exhausted." Nick frowned, "you spend too much time at home man. You need to get out more." Michael just looked at him. "Why? There's nothing out there for me." Nick shook his head. "You're never going to find true love until you get out there and look." Michael shook his head and stood up pacing the room. "I have looked man. I have looked all over this town, he's not out there." Nick was one of the few people who knew that Michael was gay, it was a well-guarded secret. Nick just smiled sadly. "Listen, Lisa and the kids are spending the week with her sister who is just about ready to pop. Why don't I pick up a six pack and come over? We can hang out for a while." Michael thought about it, he really didn't want to be alone but at the same time he didn't think he was really good company either. "I don't know man." Nick pouted. "Come on man, I'm going crazy over here all alone. This house is too damn big for just one person. If I don't get out of here for a while I'll go crazy." Michael chuckled. "All right, come on over. I'm not sure what kind of company I'll be but I can't say no when you put it that way." Nick grinned. "Great, see ya in about an hour." The vid link clicked off and Michael sighed. Nick was his best friend, one of the few people in the world he could really talk to. But all they would ever be is friends. Michael wanted more; he wanted what Nick had with Lisa. He sat back down on the couch and put his face in his hands. Why couldn't he find love? Where was the man of his dreams that everyone said was out there? Was he destined to spend the rest of his life alone, wanting a dream? He didn't know, all he knew was that something had to give and soon or he was going to lose it and it wouldn't be pretty when he did. Michael was so lost in his pity of himself he never heard the doorbell ring. He didn't realize Nick had arrived until his droid Andrew walked over and touched his shoulder. Michael lifted his head in surprise. Andrew looked human; he was almost 6', slender with dark blonde hair and jade green eyes that sparkled when he smiled. He had a deep voice that sent shivers down Michael's body every time he spoke. There were times that Michael wished that Andrew was human because he was very easy to fall for. "What's up?" Michael asked stretching. Andrew smiled at him. "Nick is here and dinner is almost ready." Michael smiled at him. "Okay, I'm coming." Andrew headed back towards the kitchen and Michael walked towards the front door. Nick was standing in the entryway hanging up his coat which was covered in raindrops. "It must be raining." Michael said with a smile. Nick shook his damp hair out of his eyes and picked up the paper bag he had brought with him. "Raining like cats and dogs out there." Michael grinned. "Well come in and sit in front of the fire, you'll dry out in no time." The two of them headed into the family room and Michael programmed the fake fire to start. It didn't burn like real fire but it did produce a lot of heat. Nick knelt in front of the fireplace and held his hands out towards the fake flames while Michael reached into the bag and pulled out a can of beer and popped the top and took a long drink. Several hours later Michael was drunk. He didn't drink much normally and the synthetic beer was giving him a real buzz. Nick was passed out on the couch snoring like a chainsaw and Michael sat on the floor looking at him. He had to admit that Nick was gorgeous. 5'9" with cherry red hair that flopped down over his eyes and made him look roguish. He wasn't as slender as Michael was usually attracted to but he wasn't a big guy either. He was somewhere in the middle. There had been several nights that Michael had laid awake thinking about being with Nick but he knew his friend didn't swing that way and he wasn't willing to throw away their friendship for something that would never happen. Michael watched Nick sleeping and sighed as he took a drink of his beer. He felt a pair of hands cup his shoulders and lifted his head to look into Andrew's eyes. "Ready to go to bed?" Andrew asked softly squeezing his shoulders. Michael smiled up at him. Andrew was the closest thing he had to a wife. Andrew cooked, cleaned, and fucked him when he wanted sex. He was everything a wife would do, but he wasn't human. He didn't have feelings; he didn't look at Michael and say he loved him, although he was programmed to if that is what Michael wanted. Michael looked down at the can in his hand and nodded. He had enough to drink. Now all he wanted was his pillow. He put the can on the coffee table then let Andrew help him to his feet. He was a little unsteady and leaned on Andrew as the droid helped him to bed. Once they were in the bedroom Andrew helped him undress then got him into bed. Michael lay naked on the bed and looked at his companion. He knew he needed sleep; he was so drunk that he could barely see, but he didn't want to be alone. He spent too much time alone these days. He held his hand out to Andrew who took it and just held his hand. "Make love to me." Michael said softly staring at his friend. Andrew gave him a lopsided smile. "You need sleep, not sex." Michael tugged on his hand and Andrew moved towards the bed. He let Michael pull him down beside him and kissed him back when Michael pressed their mouths together. Andrew didn't resist as Michael worked at his clothes, pulling them from his body. He didn't pull back when Michael took one of his nipples between his lips and sucked hard at it. He stroked the other man's hair and held him against him as Michael touched him. He wasn't programmed to feel, he was programmed to give pleasure and that is what he did. He pushed Michael to his back and leaned over him taking his soft cock between his lips sucking gently at it. Michael whimpered and leaned his head back as he closed his eyes and tangled his fingers in Andrews's hair. As Andrews's mouth moved over him he bucked up with his hips. He could feel his tongue moving over the sensitive flesh, the way Andrew nipped gently with his teeth as he cupped Michael's balls in his hand and squeezed them gently. Michael lay back enjoying the sensations coursing through him as Andrew brought his body to life. His cock hardened in Andrew's wonderful mouth as he worked his teeth and lips over him, teasing the hard flesh in all the right ways. When he took Michael's cock into his throat, Michael cried out and shot out a bit of precum down Andrews's throat. Andrew bobbed his head up and down over him; taking Michael in as far as he could with each stroke. Michael was crying out and clinging to Andrew's hair as he moved him over him and bucked up with his hips. "Ugh, oh gods yes, suck my cock, make me cum." He cried slamming Andrew's face down over him. Andrew sucked him harder, his tongue whipping over the sensitive flesh as he grazed him with his teeth. Michael whimpered and jerked Andrew's head harder over him as he slammed upward with his hips burying his cock into Andrew's mouth forcefully. Michael's head was slamming back and forth against the pillow as his breathing became ragged, he was so close, he could feel the cum boiling in his balls and he knew it was going to be a hard one. Andrew always got him off so hard he could barely move. As he felt Andrew bite down on the tip of his cock he screamed as he started shooting. "Fuck, I'm cummmmmmmiiiiiinnnnnngggggggg..." he cried slamming the other man hard over him. Andrew swallowed all of him then lifted his head as Michaels' hand fell to the bed. Andrew looked at the man lying there as he licked his lips. Michael's eyes were half closed and there was a soft smile on his lips. "You need sleep." Andrew said softly. Michael grabbed at him as he started to pull away. "Fuck me Andrew; I need to be fucked so badly." Andrew sighed, Michael looked like he was going to pass out any second, but he was programmed to do as Michael commanded, he couldn't tell him no, it wasn't in his programming. He slipped off the bed and quickly stripped out of his clothes then climbed back onto the bed. Michael licked his lips as he looked at Andrew's 9 inch cock rock hard. He pulled his legs up against his chest and held them against him as Andrew moved between his legs. Michael had been fucked up the ass so much that he didn't need lube anymore. Andrew spit on his hand, wiped it on his cock then lined his cock up at Michael's entrance. He pressed forward with his hips sliding into Michael's tight hole. As he felt him fill him, Michael moaned and tossed his head back. "Yes, oh yes, fill me up, that feels so good." Andrew pressed into him until he was buried completely and held himself there for a minute letting his cock flex inside Michael. Michael whimpered and lifted against him as he tossed his head back and forth against the pillow. "Oh Andrew, oh fuck me baby." He pleaded grabbing at Andrew's strong arms. Andrew leaned down over him, pressing his legs into his chest as he slowly withdrew. Michael let out a shaky breath as he felt Andrew leave him then cried out as the other man slammed forward into him once more. "Yes, oh god yes," Michael cried as Andrew started slicing into him with long, deep strokes. Bottoming out each time and holding himself buried inside him until Michael wanted to scream from the feelings of it. Andrew pressed into him as Michael whined and lifted against him. His cock was rock hard and pressed between their bodies throbbing mercilessly. Michael started breathing heavier and cried out as Andrew sped up the force of his thrusts, pummeling hard into Michael. Michael screamed as he thrust hard upward pulling his lover further into him with each stroke. "Ugh, oh fuck yes, it feels so good. Pound me; make me feel that hard flesh." Michael cried reaching between their bodies and grabbing at his hard cock and furiously stroking it. Andrew leaned back, slicing harder and faster into Michael making the other man cry out repeatedly as he stroked his cock so hard he was sure he was going to rip it off with his bare hands. Andrew slammed hard into Michael so hard that the bed protested their furious movements squeaking like crazy but neither noticed, they were lost in a world of complete lust. "Fuck, god yes, make me cum." Michael screamed feeling his balls starting to burn with the need to let go. He stroked his cock harder, squeezing and pulling at the hard flesh as Andrew pummeled his ass like a madman. The droids thrusts were so hard and deep that Michael was sure his cock was going to come out his throat. Michael's head was thrashing against the pillow as screams of pleasure escaped his lips. He was breathing in ragged pants and was sure he was going to hyperventilate at any second but the pleasure was so intense he didn't give a damn. He could die happy right now with all the feelings coursing through his body. Suddenly he couldn't hold back anymore and screamed as his cock started shooting all over his stomach and chest. "Ugh...Fuck I'm cummmmmmmmmmmmiiiiiiiiinnnnnngggggg..." he cried as his cock exploded with juice. Andrew kept pummeling him as his cock let go, when it was down to a drizzle Michael collapsed and started snoring, his hand still clutching his cock. Andrew stopped moving and looked down at the other man. If he could have felt anything he would have admitted that he loved Michael. He loved giving him pleasure and watching him explode before his very eyes. Andrew pulled out of him, pulling Michael's legs down so they rested comfortably on the bed. He grabbed the blanket and covered up the other man then crawled in beside him and wrapped his arm around Michael's waist just watching him sleep. When Michael woke the next morning he was alone and had a pounding headache. He sat up gingerly holding his head as he sat on the edge of the bed. "Ugh...I will never drink again." He growled as he slowly peeled his eyes open. He heard a noise and slowly lifted his head as Andrew walked into the room carrying a glass. "Here drink this." Andrew said holding the cup out to Michael. Michael took the glass and took a long drink. He gagged and his eyes widened. "Are you trying to kill me?" He sputtered looking up at Andrew. Andrew smiled at him. "It is for your headache, medicine isn't supposed to taste good. Now finish your drink, take a shower and breakfast will be ready in a few minutes." He gave Michael one last look then turned and left the room. Michael watched him go with a glower in his eyes. He hated it when Andrew got all high and mighty on him. He slowly took another sip and then closing his eyes downed the glass. He growled when it was empty and put the glass on the night stand. He closed his eyes and sat there for a minute feeling the pain in his head receding. When he was sure he could stand without puking he stood up and headed into the bathroom to get ready for the day. 20 minutes later he walked into the dining room, cleaned up and shaven. He was dressed in a pair of jeans that looked painted on and a flannel shirt that seemed molded to his body. His hair was brushed and hung in waves down his back. He sat down at the table next to Nick who was digging into a pile of pancakes and took a sip of the coffee Andrew set in front of him. "Sleep well?" Michael asked looking at Nick. Nick finished the bite of pancake he was chewing and took a sip of his coffee. "Yeah, like a baby. Which is unusual, usually I don't sleep well when Lisa is gone." Michael smiled and dug into his own plate as Andrew set it in front of him. They ate in silence for a few minutes and when the plates were clean Michael looked at Nick. "What is it like having someone in your life?" he asked softly leaning back in his chair. Fantasies Can Come True Nick looked at him with a faraway look in his eyes. "It's amazing, I mean we have our ups and downs but I don't think I could function if I ever lost Lisa. She is the best thing that ever happened to me. Since the kids came it is even better." Michael forced a smile and nodded. "I bet it is." Nick looked at him and smiled, he reached out and grabbed Michael's hand and gave it a squeeze. "You'll find the right person, he is out there somewhere." Michael just looked at him and sighed. "Unfortunately I'm in love with a dream. No one will ever compare to that." Nick looked at him and smiled softly. "You're obsessed with Johnny Fang; you're not in love with him. Are you?" Michael looked at him and sighed. "I wish I could say no, but the truth is..." Nick's eyes widened. "You are...you're in love with a man you have never met." He leaned back in his chair. "Jesus Michael." Michael looked down at the coffee cup clutched in his hand. "I know, it is ridiculous, but..." He lifted his eyes and looked at Nick. "I can't help the way I feel." Nick shook his head and looked at his friend. "Michael, he is just a man, nothing special, he is just like everyone else." Michael shook his head and looked at him. "He is special..." He looked down at his cup. "I...I can't explain it but there is something about him that just..." He sighed. Nick looked at him, then he smiled. "Oh I have something for you." He dug into his jeans pocket. "A friend of Lisa's gave this to us but Lisa is terrified of going off planet. I thought you could use it." He handed Michael a plastic card. Michael took the card and looked at it. He gasped and his eyes widened as he looked at Nick. "T...this is for a week's stay at the Monroe. That is the best hotel on Mars." Nick smiled and leaned back in his chair. "I know...air fare is included as well as meals. You've got time off coming, take some time off. Get off planet; get your head on straight." Michael looked at him as tears filled his eyes. "I...I don't know what to say." Nick just looked at him and smiled. "You don't have to say anything. Just promise me you will enjoy yourself." Michael wiped the tears from his eyes and smiled. "I will do my utmost best. I promise." Nick grinned and nodded. "That is all I can ask."   Chapter 3 Michael looked around the hotel room. It was a spacious as advertised. There was a sitting room with a couch and big screen TV, along with a mini bar. The bedroom was huge with a California king taking up half the room. Even the bathroom was spacious. The tub was big enough that at least 8 grown men could fit in it with room to spare. When he checked in the concierge told him everything was taken care of and he hoped he enjoyed his stay. When Michael had looked closer at the card before he left Earth, he smiled. It said eligible for one fantasy free of charge. Any night during his stay he could spend 24 hours with his greatest fantasy. Whether it was a movie star who lived on Mars, a porn star, alien...it didn't matter. The Monroe prided themselves on making dreams come true. It wasn't holograms either; you actually had the flesh and blood person or alien come to your hotel room. They were yours for 24 hours, you could do anything you wanted short of murder and they accepted it, it was all part of the package. When Michael checked in he asked about the fantasy package. The concierge told him there was a panel in his room that he could choose who he wanted to spend the 24 hours with. All he had to do was push the button next to the name and within 24 hours they would be at his door. He did find out he only had until night four of his stay to set up the fantasy, otherwise it was void. They didn't offer extra free nights to finish up fantasies. Michael had nodded but knew that wouldn't be a problem for him. While Andrew was in the bedroom putting his clothes away, you got to bring your personal droid free of charge because they didn't eat or sleep, just plug them in when they needed charged and that was it. Depending on what they were used for they could go up to a month without having to charge. Of course Andrew charged every day while Michael was at work, just in case. So while Andrew was in the bedroom, Michael sat down at the console and opened the program. A female voice came out of the speakers. "Welcome to the Monroe's fantasy program, where you can be with the being of your dreams for 24 hours. Please pick a category." There was a list of categories to choose from. Anything your heart desired pretty much. Michael looked over the list and touched the screen next to porn stars. The screen flickered and the voice came on again. "Would you like to meet a male or female porn star?" Michael touched the screen for male, feeling his heartbeat starting to quicken. "Would you prefer straight, bi, gay or doesn't matter?" The voice asked. Michael's hand was shaking slightly as he touched gay. Suddenly a list of gay porn stars flashed across the screen. He looked thru the names and found Johnny Fang. He slowly reached toward the screen then jumped and gasped as he felt strong arms wrap around his neck. "Sorry," Andrew said softly kissing him below the ear. "I felt your tension and thought you needed to relax." Michael pressed the screen next to Johnny's name then relaxed against Andrew feeling the tension slide from his body as Andrew rubbed his shoulders and kissed his neck. He sighed and leaned into the other man. "You always know what I need." He said softly as Andrew bit gently at his neck. Andrew slid his hands down over Michael's chest and slid his hands inside the other man's shirt as he continued nuzzling at his neck. "I'm programmed to know what you need." He said huskily nipping at Michael's ear. Michael sighed and pulled away, turning off the console. "Yeah, you are that." He said softly. He stood up and turned away as Andrew straightened and looked at him. "Did I do something wrong?" Andrew asked watching as Michael moved to the mini bar. Michael poured a glass of juice, taking a long drink before turning back to the other man. "No Andrew, you're perfect, you're always perfect...that's the problem." Andrew cocked his head to the side, and then nodded in understanding. "I would be human for you if I could be." He said softly. Michael looked at him and for a minute felt bad about what he said. Then he remembered that Andrew didn't have feelings, it wasn't possible to hurt his feelings but he still felt bad. "I'm sorry Andrew, I shouldn't have said that." Andrew just shrugged, "we can't help what we are Michael. I can give you companionship, I can give you sex, but I can't give you love. I'm not programmed for it. I would if I could, but I am unable to feel, I don't feel happy or sad or confused, I don't feel anything. I am just here for when you need me. That is my whole purpose in life, if I can't make you happy, then I am not doing my job." He moved towards Michael and when the other man didn't pull away, he pulled him against him, kissing him softly. "Let me make you happy Michael." He murmured against Michael's lips as he deepened the kiss and pulled the other man tight against him. Michael wanted to be depressed, Andrew could never give him what he truly needed, but feeling the other man's lips molding against his, feeling Andrew's body pressed tightly against his own, his own body was responding and he set down the glass, wrapping his own arms around Andrew's body. Andrew tightened his arms and deepened the kiss. By the time he pulled back, Michael was breathing heavy and his eyes were dilated. "Let's go to bed," Andrew said softly stroking Michael's cheek. Michael smiled and nodded, turning off the lights as they went, he followed after Andrew, letting the other man lead him towards the bedroom and knowing while Andrew may never be able to give him his heart, he would always be able to give him his body. Michael opened his eyes and looked at Andrew lying beside him. The android always seemed to know when Michael needed not only his body for sex but also to be held. Andrew was lightly stroking his chest and stomach as he looked down at him. "Good morning, feeling better?" Michael smiled and ran his hand over Andrew's arm. "After last night you have to ask?" Andrew smiled and kissed him softly, he had not only brought Michael off with both his mouth and cock, but he had made Michael cum so hard that the other man passed out in the middle of it. As he watched Michael sleep, he wished that he could be what Michael wanted, in his own way he did love the other man, but he had no way of showing it or even explaining it. It wasn't in his programming to feel. He could feel Michael's feelings though, that was one thing he was programmed for, he needed to know what the other man was feeling to be able to satisfy him, not only sexually but in other ways as well. He was in every sense of the word Michael's husband, that was what he was programmed for, but he couldn't love the other man and he knew deep down that is what Michael wanted most. "I would give you whatever your heart desires if you let me." He said stroking the other man's cheek. Michael smiled at him and taking his hand, kissed the other man's fingers. "You give me more than I deserve." Andrew smiled sadly, "I can't love you Michael and I know that is what you want most." Michael entwined their fingers together and just stared at their clasped hands. "Not everyone finds love Andrew." Andrew snuggled against him and rested his head on Michael's chest. "No, this is true, but it doesn't stop you from wanting it." Michael just pulled him tighter against him, feeling Andrew's cock rubbing against his leg. "No, this is true, but sometimes you just need to be happy with what you have. You may never love me Andrew, but you do give me what I need and want, sometimes things I don't even realize what I want. I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you." Andrew lifted his head and stared into Michael's eyes. "I'll be here as long as you want me Michael, you know that." Michael smiled, "I know," then he brought their lips together and kissed him as their bodies pressed together. As Andrew slid into Michael's ass, Michael sighed and started moving against him. His eyes fluttered closed as Andrew started slicing into him faster, Andrew may never love him, but while he may never feel, he showed Michael he loved him in many other ways. Several hours later Michael sat in front of the fantasy panel once more. Andrew was charging and Michael wanted to see if his fantasy with Johnny Fang had been approved. He checked the status and smiled when he saw it had indeed been approved. Johnny Fang would be at his room within the hour. There was a picture of Johnny next to his approval. The other man was dressed in a pair of leather pants and no shirt. He was looking at the camera and Michael felt like he was looking into his soul. Michael shivered and tore his eyes away from the screen. If Johnny could affect him just from a picture what would the other man be like in person? He shivered as he thought about meeting his idol face to face. He closed his eyes and took a couple deep breaths, trying to calm his racing heart, then headed into the bathroom to shower and get ready to meet his guest. An hour later Michael sat on the couch in the sitting room dressed in a pair of jeans that looked like they were painted on. Andrew sat beside him holding his hand and trying to keep the other man calm. When there was a knock at the door, Michael jumped. Andrew chuckled and rubbed Michael's knuckles. "Relax baby, this is what you wanted." He says softly kissing Michael's hand then letting go. Michael nodded as he slowly moved to his feet. Michael reached the door as the knock came again. He took a deep breath, let it out slowly and opened the door. Johnny Fang stood there smiling at him. He looked exactly as he did in the photo except he was wearing a denim vest over his bare chest. "Hi, I'm Johnny." He said his voice soft with a bit of a southern accent. Michael let his eyes move over the other man and felt his cock harden in his jeans. "I...I know..." he stammered stepping back so Johnny could step into the room. Johnny smiled as he stepped into the room. He was used to the reaction that Michael gave him. It came with the territory of being a megastar. He looked around the room, smiling but inwardly sighed. Why couldn't he come to one of these fantasy nights and meet someone who wanted to know the real him, not someone who was only interested in sampling the dick they saw on a vid screen. Yeah he made good money and yeah, he got all the sex he wanted, but none of his costars, none of the guys he fucked during these fantasy nights knew the real him. They didn't care that he actually went to school to become a classical musician and only did the porn to pay for his classes. They didn't care that he came from the streets of Louisiana, that his mother had been a prostitute to support him and his brother. No one knew that he raised his brother from the age of 16 when his mother was killed by one of her tricks who wanted her money. These men he was with didn't care about any of that, they just wanted one night with the famous Johnny Fang and as he looked at the man standing just inside the door, he knew this one would be just like the others. He pasted a smile on his face, he didn't have to look at the other man's crotch to know he was hard. He slid the vest slowly down his arms, while shaking his hips slightly and saw Michael's eyes widen. Johnny smiled but inwardly he cringed, it never changed. They would fuck him, or have him fuck them, then the rest of the night they would just watch him. Until he was ready to go again. Why couldn't one of them just want to get to know him? His mind was racing with all these thoughts as he moved slowly but seductively towards Michael. Michael's breath caught in his throat as he leaned against the door. This was the man of his dreams, the man he had fallen in love with just from watching him on screen and now he was walking towards him and Michael was petrified. He pressed his body tight against the door as Johnny sashayed up to him. He forced his eyes to Johnny's face and sucked in his breath as the other man pressed up against him, putting his hands on the door on either side of Michael's face. "You wanted me baby, I'm here, what you gonna do with me?" He asked huskily, his eyes smoldering. Michael licked his suddenly dry lips and dropped his eyes to Johnny's mouth. The full lips parted slightly as he leaned in against Michael, it hit him that Johnny was going to kiss him and his eyes fluttered closed about 2 seconds before the other man's lips touched his. The kiss was chaste, just lips brushing lightly against each others, but Michael felt pleasure course through his body. He stood frozen for a minute as Johnny kissed him, but when the other man gently probed at his lips with his tongue, Michael whimpered softly and let his lips part. Johnny pressed his tongue between Michael's lips, teasing his tongue against the other man's and felt Michael begin to relax. He pressed his body even tighter against the other man's as Michael's arms tentatively went around him. He ground his body against Michael's as he deepened the kiss and felt the other man shiver as a soft moan escaped his lips. Johnny kissed him harder, his tongue moving seductively against Michael's until Michael finally let his tongue slide into the other man's mouth. Johnny moaned softly and gently pulled Michael away from the door until he could wrap his arms around the other man's body. He gripped Michael's ass, squeezing and pulling him tight against him so he could feel Johnny's arousal. Michael whined against Johnny's lips and returned the kiss hungrily as he tangled his fingers in the other man's hair. Johnny pulled him even tighter against him as he moved backwards towards the bedroom. He didn't need to see behind him to know where the door was, he had been in this room enough to walk through it blindfolded. What he didn't expect was the way his body was responding to the man in his arms. Johnny had been in the business and with enough men to be able to become hard on command. The thing was, he didn't have to will his cock hard with Michael, it had hardened all on its own the minute the other man answered the door. He didn't know what was different about the man he was pulling towards the bed. He had done these fantasy nights 1000's of times and none of the men affected him like the man in his arms. He felt the bed hit his legs and stopped backing up and lifted his head. Michael's eyes were dilated with need and his breathing was ragged. "You want me baby?" Johnny asked huskily. Michael had to swallow twice before he could answer and in the end he just nodded. Johnny smiled as he ran his hands over Michael's bare chest. "Mmmm, good." He captured the other man's mouth once more while turning them so it was Michael pressed against the bed. Michael was surprised when Johnny pressed him back and the other man came down on top of him, never breaking the kiss. Johnny kissed him like he was trying to devour his mouth. When he lifted his head, they were both breathing heavy and Johnny's cock was threatening to rip through his pants. He had never had a client that his body reacted to like this and he looked down at the man beneath him, trying to figure out what was different. He had to admit Michael was attractive, but then again he had been with men who were built better and even more attractive. Looking into Michael's eyes, it hit him why his body was reacting the way it was. It wasn't that Michael was better built or looking then the other clients, it was the way he was looking at him. The desire was there, the raw sexual need was there, he wanted Johnny's body, just like they all did. But there was more to the look, he was looking at Johnny, not like a piece of ass, but as if he was in love with him. Johnny felt like he was looking into his soul and had a feeling if he let himself, he could fall for this guy and fall hard. He shook his head and rolled off Michael onto his back, and took a couple deep breathes trying to control not only his body but his racing thoughts. Michael lay there for a second, his breathing slowly coming back to normal and suddenly wondered if he had done something wrong. Everything had been going wonderful, then suddenly Johnny rolled off of him. He felt a crushing in his chest and closed his eyes until he was able to school his face into a pleasant look. When he was sure he could face the man beside him, he rolled onto his side. Johnny was lying on his back staring up at the ceiling. "Did I do something wrong?" Michael asked softly. He wanted to reach out and touch the other man but kept his hands against his side. Johnny turned his head and looked at him, he smiled, not his professional smile but a real one that made Michael's heart thump in his chest. His cock was still hard, but it wasn't threatening to rip through his jeans anymore. "No, not at all..." Johnny said reaching out and stroking his cheek. "It's just I've never reacted to anyone the way I do you, I needed a minute or I was going to rip your clothes off and that isn't what I want." Michael's eyes widened then he lowered them as he blushed. He lifted his eyes when Johnny reached out and cupped his cheek. "You're not like the others Michael." He said softly. "I mean you want me, that is obvious, you want to fuck me and have me fuck you." Again Michael lowered his eyes and blushed, but Johnny just kept spreaking as he stroked Michael's cheek. "But there is something else in your eyes, I don't know what it is, but it's like you want me for more than just sex." Fantasies Can Come True Michael blushed harder and covered his face with his hair. When he spoke, it was so low that Johnny had to strain to hear him. "I do..." he said softly. This time it was Johnny's eyes who widened and he just pulled back looking at the other man. "Y...you do?" he asked softly, his voice betraying his surprise. Michael rolled over onto his stomach, burying his face in the blanket as he shrugged. He couldn't believe he had just admitted his feelings to the man he had been in love with for what seemed like forever. He was waiting for Johnny to get up and leave, he didn't even care if he lost the fantasy night, he just didn't want to see the scorn on the other man's face. Johnny didn't get up and leave though, he just laid there with a thoughtful look on his face for a minute then reached out and ran his hand lightly over Michael's back. "Look at me Michael." He said softly running his hand up and down the other man's back. Michael turned his head just enough to see Johnny through the curtain of his hair. There was no scorn, in fact Johnny was looking at him like he was the best thing that ever happened to him. He slowly lifted his head as Johnny smiled softly at him and continued stroking his back. "Y...you're not leaving?" He asked in awe. Johnny cocked his head and smiled softly. "Why would I leave?" Michael rolled back onto his side, not noticing that Johnny's arm tightened around him pulling him closer. "I...I thought..." Johnny pulled him closer until their bodies were pressed together. Michael's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak but Johnny shook his head. "We can talk later, for now let your body tell me how you feel." Then he lowered his mouth and captured Michael's mouth in a soul searching kiss. Michael whimpered and pressed even tighter against the other man. It didn't take long for Michael to realize that while the other kisses had been incredible, this one was different. He wasn't sure exactly how, Johnny's tongue was still rubbing against his own and the other man's arms were wrapped tight around his body, holding him close, but there was something different about the kiss. As Johnny pressed Michael back onto his back and covered his body with his own, Michael figured it out. Before Johnny had been holding back, he had been treating Michael like any other client, but Michael's admission had given the other man the opportunity to really put himself into the kiss. As Johnny deepened the kiss, rubbing his body against the man beneath him, Michael realized that he wasn't kissing Johnny Fang the porn star, he was kissing Johnny Fang the man, just the man himself and that brought Michael's body to life a lot faster than anything the other man had done before. Johnny picked up on the change in Michael's body and lifted his head. His eyes were glazed and his breathing was husky. "What...?" He started but didn't finish because Michael pulled his mouth back to his, kissing him hard as he rolled them over so Johnny was suddenly looking up at him in surprise. Michael looked down at him and smiled, he pinned Johnny's hands to the bed and started kissing the other man's face and neck. Johnny whimpered and closed his eyes. Michael held Johnny's hands pinned to the bed as he started kissing his way down the other man's body. When he got to where he was too low, he let go of Johnny's hands, slowly running his fingers over Johnny's arms while the other man panted and looked down at him through glazed eyes. Michael moved down Johnny's body, kissing and nipping at the other man's flesh. Johnny tipped his head back and his eyes fluttered closed as he moaned. His cock was threatening to rip out of his jeans once more. Usually he was the one in control but feeling Michael's lips on his skin was driving him crazy. He reached down and ran his fingers through the other man's hair, as Michael moved his lips to the top of Johnny's pants. He rolled his eyes up and met Johnny's eyes. They were glazed with lusat and his breathing was shallow. "W...what are you doing to me?" he asked huskily. Michael smiled and slowly undid the snap on Johnny's pants. Johnny sucked in his breath as he watched the other man slowly unzip him. His cock was throbbing furiously in his pants. He expected Michael to pull his pants down, but he just lowered his head and kissed the base of Johnny's cock still lodged inside his pants. "Ugh, oh my god," Johnny cried his head tipping back once more. Michael kissed every inch of Johnny's cock he could without pulling the man's pants down then ran his tongue over the hard flesh. Johnny shivered and whimpered as he thrust up with his hips. "God, you are driving me crazy." He panted. Michael chuckled and Johnny looked down at him. His hands were resting on the bed on either side of Johnny's hips and he was resting his head on Johnny's stomach. "I want you crazy." He said huskily. Johnny's eyes widened and he gasped. He didn't know anything about this man except what he read in the brief bio he picked up. He always researched his prospective clients. He knew the man was single and worked some dead end job down on Earth. He had never left the planet before but had received this trip as a gift. Other than that, he was a perfect stranger, but yet Johnny felt like he had known him his whole life. When Michael started pulling on his pants, he lifted his hips, his eyes never leaving the man laying over him. Michael moved enough to pull of Johnny's pants and boots, then moved over him once more. When he wrapped his hand around Johnny's cock, Johnny's eyes rolled back into his head and he cried out jerking up against Michael's hand. Michael watched Johnny's face as he slowly stroked him. Knowing he was holding Johnny Fang's cock in his hand and it was his touch that was driving the man insane filled something up inside him. It wasn't lust, it wasn't love, it was something in between. He realized he didn't want to fuck Johnny, he wanted to make love to him, he wanted to show him he wasn't like the other men the star had been with. He wanted to show Johnny just how much he meant to him in the only way he knew how. He stroked Johnny a couple more times, then lowered his head and ran his tongue up from the base of Johnny's cock to the tip. Johnny quivered and sighed as he bucked up with his hips. "Oh god baby," he sighed softly. Michael rolled his eyes up and watched Johnny as he licked at his cock, his tongue moving in circles over the other man's hard flesh. Johnny had his eyes closed and was clinging to the blanket as he cried out softly. "Oh fuck baby, take it in your mouth...Please." Michael moved his mouth to the tip and opened his mouth wide, letting Johnny's hard shaft slip between his lips. Johnny cried out and bucked up with his hips burying half his cock in Michael's mouth. Michael closed his eyes and tightened his lips as he started bobbing his head up and down, taking Johnny in as far as he could, only to pull back then take him once more. Johnny cried out and tangled his fingers in his hair as he pulled him up and down over him. "Oh god baby, your mouth feels so good." He cried jerking up and down with his hips. Michael sucked him harder, pushing down as far as he could. He had never deepthroated before, but suddenly he wanted Johnny's cock all the way in his mouth. He relaxed his muscles and felt Johnny's cock slither down his throat. "Agh fuck..." Johnny cried as he slammed up with his hips burying his entire cock in Michael's mouth. Michael moaned around his cock and held him inside as long as he could, then lifted up. He got about half of Johnny's cock out, before the other man thrust up once more and his mouth was pressed against Johnny's balls once more. "Suck me baby, god make me cum." Johnny cried jerking Michael's head up and down over him as he fucked his face. Michael closed his eyes and whined around the cock in his mouth as he let Johnny fuck his face. He put his hands on Johnny's legs and just let the other man use his mouth. He tightened his lips and ran his tongue all over the hard flesh as it slid back and forth into his throat. Johnny was in heaven. None of his other clients let him fuck their faces like this and he loved the way Michael's throat caressed him as he slid into it. His breathing was ragged and he felt his balls starting to burn. "Ugh, fuck Michael, I'm going to cum." He cried trying to pull out. Michael grabbed the base of his cock, refusing to let go of the morsel in his mouth as he sucked Johnny harder. Johnny fought to hold back but finally it was too much. "Oh god, I'm cumming..." he cried as he started shooting into Michael's mouth. Michael whimpered as he swallowed Johnny's hot cum. Feeling it slither down his throat. When he lifted his head, Johnny was looking at him through half closed eyes. "That was amazing." He sighed. Michael moved up to him and kissed him softly while lowering his eyes and blushing. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." Johnny looked at him and smiled tenderly. Michael acted like a virgin almost, or someone who was on the first date with someone they hoped to spend the rest of their life with. Just the way he was acting, made something inside Johnny melt and he reached out and lifted Michael's head until the other man was looking at him. "Don't hide from me." He said softly, "I like looking at you." Then he leaned forward and brushed his lips tenderly against Michael's. Michael shivered and when Johnny pressed his tongue against his lips, wrapped his arms around the other man, kissing him back. He was spending the night with the man of his dreams, the man he had loved for years, but never thought he would be ever be able to meet. A sadness hit him because he knew that after tonight he would never see Johnny again and that bothered him, but as Johnny pushed him onto his back, kissing him hungrily and rubbing his naked body against Michael's, Michael swore to make tonight a night to remember. Not only for him, but for the other man as well. Johnny didn't know what had come over him, but feeling Michael quivering beneath him, he decided he didn't want tonight to be like all the others. He didn't just want to fuck Michael, he wanted to make love to him. He wanted to make this fantasy one that the other man would never forget. He had never felt this way about any of his clients before, but there was something about Michael, it was like he could see right into Johnny's dark soul and bring it into the light. The thought terrified him, but he pushed it back, deciding to analyze it later. He pulled his lips from Michael's and started kissing his way down the other man's body as Michael had done to him. Dropping open mouth kisses and licking at his skin. Michael shivered in pleasure and fought not to push Johnny down to his throbbing cock. He was so hard, harder than he had ever been before and when Johnny released him from his jeans, he cried out. Johnny moved to his knees besides the bed pulling Michael's pants off completely then moved back up over him until he was straddling Michael's hips. He looked up into Michael's glazed eyes and smiled as he reached out and wrapped his hand around the other man's cock. "You made me feel good, time to return the favor..." Then he lowered his head.   Chapter 4 Michael cried out at the first touch of Johnny's lips. When the other man slid his mouth down over his throbbing shaft, Michael quivered and thrust up with his hips burying more of his cock in Johnny's hungry mouth. Johnny used techniques with his tongue and teeth that Michael had never heard of, let alone seen, but within minutes he had the younger man panting and fucking Johnny's face furiously as Johnny worked his cock forcefully. "Ugh, oh my god, what are you doing to me?" Michael cried clutching at the blankets. Johnny didn't answer; he just worked his tongue back and forth over Michael's sensitive flesh as he let the other man's cock work back and forth into his throat. His fingers gently caressed Michael's balls and he moaned as he felt how full they were. He grazed Michael's cock gently with his teeth and Michael screamed as he slammed up hard with his hips. Johnny closed his eyes in pleasure as he felt Michael's cum slithering down his throat. He pulled back enough to taste the last shot before the other man slumped exhausted against the bed. Johnny rolled Michael's cum in his mouth, savoring the taste then swallowed it and smiled. Michael lay there looking at him through hooded eyes, his breathing shallow. "T...That was..." he panted. Johnny smiled softly and moved up over him, covering Michael's body with his own. "I know..." he said softly before kissing Michael. Michael wrapped his arms around Johnny's neck, kissing him back as Johnny pressed their bodies tight together. Even though he had just came, Michael's cock was hardening once more between them and Johnny pulled away smiling. "Can't get enough can you?" he asked his eyes shining with humor. Michael cupped his face and Johnny leaned into the other man's hand as Michael smiled and blushed. "Not of you." He said softly. Johnny expected the feelings of being used to wash over him like they always did, but the look in Michael's eyes told him the other man wasn't using him. Not like the others, he truly wanted to be with him and that made something inside Johnny just melt. He opened his mouth to say something, but instead lowered his head and kissed Michael once more. "Have you ever been fucked up the ass?" he asked softly. Michael blushed once more and lowered his eyes as he nodded. Johnny put his finger on Michael's chin and the other man lifted his eyes. "I mean by another human being...not your android." Johnny had seen the android charging over in the corner when he had come into the room. Michael blushed harder and nodded, "once." He said his voice barely above a whisper. Johnny fought to keep the surprise off his face, as cute as Michael was, he had been sure he had at least had a boyfriend at some time. Knowing he was on the second human being to be inside the other man melted yet another part of his cold heart and he smiled tenderly. "Well I'm glad I can show you just how good it can be." He kissed Michael quickly then rolled off him and slid off the bed. Michael watched him as he dug around in the duffel bag he had brought with him. He saw Johnny pull out a bottle of lube and the protection spray. Condoms weren't used anymore, in the new age, they had come up with a spray that a man would spray on his cock, it didn't affect using lube of any kind and where condoms could break and therefore weren't considered 100% effective, this stuff was. It neutralized something in a man's cum that not only prevented them from making a woman pregnant but kept toxins and diseases from being transmitted between sexual partners. Johnny sprayed the contraceptive on his cock then climbed back onto the bed. He didn't know if he would need the lube. Not if Michael had been fucking his android, but it was always better to be prepared. Michael watched him through glazed eyes as Johnny lifting his legs and put them over his shoulders. "Do I need to lube you up?" Johnny asked his voice deep with need. Michael shook his head. "Andrew just spits on his hand and that is good enough." Johnny smiled at him as he did just that. "Andrew?" Michael blushed once more and nodded towards the other room where the android was. Johnny smiled and nodded as he lined his cock up against Michael's entrance. "Ready baby?" he asked huskily. Michael felt his ass muscles contracting with the thought of having Johnny inside him and nodded. When Johnny pushed forward with his hips, Michael's eyes fluttered closed and a soft moan escaped his lips. He could feel Johnny slowly pressing inside him and his muscles tightening around the other man. Both men whimpered as Johnny slowly continued pressing into him. "Oh fuck, you're so tight..." Johnny whimpered tossing his head back as he leaned forward on his hands, placing them on either side of Michael's head and pushing the other man's legs against his chest as he continued pressing forward with his hips. Michael growled low in his throat and clutched at the blanket as he lifted his hips pulling Johnny even further inside him. This made Johnny cry out and slam forward with his hips, burying himself completely in one thrust. Michael opened his eyes and looked up into Johnny's glazed ones knowing his eyes pretty much had the same look. When Johnny started to withdraw, he put his hands on Johnny's sides and just rocked his hips. "Mmmmm, oh yeah baby, that feels good." Johnny moaned pulling back until he almost left the other man then sliding into him once more. At first Johnny kept his strokes long but slow, wanting to prolong this as long as he could. But the way Michael was moving beneath him was pushing him to new heights and it wasn't long before he was slicing into the other man with long, fast, hard strokes. Michael cried out and clutched tighter at Johnny's sides as he met the other man thrust for thrust. "Oh god yes, fuck me." He cried his own cock trapped between their bodies, Johnny's stomach rubbing against him as he plowed into the other man. Johnny had his head tipped back, his eyes closed and soft cries were coming from his partially open mouth as he ripped hard into Michael. "God, you feel so fucking good." He cried piercing him harder, his balls slapping against Michael's ass every time he slammed into him. Between the hard cock in his ass and the way Johnny was rubbing against him, Michael's cock was pulsing and he could feel his balls starting to burn. He clutched at Johnny as he started making small mewling noises. "Johnny, oh god fuck me, I'm going to cum." He cried fighting to hold back. Hearing Michael's words pushed Johnny even harder. He wanted the other man to cum. He didn't know for sure why, but it was important. He plowed harder into Michael's ass, rolling his hips and thrusting so he was hitting everywhere almost all at the same time. Michael started crying out and pushing harder against the other man as his balls spasmed between them. "I...I'm so close." He panted, his fingers digging into Johnny's sides. Johnny plunged into him harder and faster, his eyes on Michael's face. "Cum for me baby, cum all over your stomach and mine. I want to feel it." He panted his fingers clutching at the blanket. Michael opened his eyes and stared up into Johnny's. There was something in the man's eyes he didn't recognize but his body did, because he suddenly lost what little hold he had on his control. "Johnny, Oh fuck, I love you..." He cried just as his cock exploded. Johnny was on the edge and seeing Michael's body spasm with release was almost enough to send him over, but the other man's words froze him and he just stopped moving for a second, buried completely inside Michael. Michael had his eyes closed and was taking shallow breathes, but it was more that he was embarrassed, he couldn't believe he had just said that and even though Johnny started moving inside him again, he kept his eyes squeezed shut unable to look at the other man. Johnny had been frozen when Michael first exclaimed his love; he didn't know how to react. He had plenty of men say they loved his films or they love something he did, but none had ever actually said they loved him. He searched Michael's face, trying to figure out if the other man was just saying it in the heat of passion and noticed how Michael had his eyes squeezed shut. It didn't take a rocket scientist to realize the other man was embarrassed and that just made Johnny smile. He had stared down at Michael for a second and realized he was serious; Johnny wasn't really sure how to react to that. As far as he knew Michael knew nothing about him other than seeing him on screen but even at that, it made the older man feel good to hear the words. Just then Michael's ass twitched and the control Johnny had been holding onto started to slip. He closed his eyes and started driving into the other man once more. He could figure out if Michael's feelings were real later, right now, he just wanted to cum in the tight little ass he was buried inside. Fantasies Can Come True Michael kept his eyes closed and turned his head to the side, but he couldn't hide the way his body was reacting to Johnny's hard thrusts. His cock was starting to harden once more between them and his breathing was becoming ragged as moans slipped from his lips. He felt Johnny's breath at his ear as the other man sped up his thrusts and quivered. "God you have the sweetest ass I have ever fucked." Johnny breathed softly then kissed Michael's ear. Hearing the words made Michael turn his head and when he opened his eyes Johnny's face was inches from his. His embarrassment was still there, but the heat in the other man's eyes was enough to push him over the edge once more. He let out a loud scream as his cock exploded between them once more. "Ugh, Oh fuck yessss..." Johnny cried tipping his head back and arching his body as he buried himself inside Michael and let go. Michael sighed in contentment and wrapped his arms around Johnny's back as the other man collapsed against him. Johnny's breathing was hard and Michael could feel it rubbing against his neck. He held tight to Johnny then let go when the other man rolled off of him. Instead of rolling onto his side facing Johnny, Michael rolled the other way giving the other man his back, his embarrassment back in full force. Johnny lay on his back for a minute until his breathing was under control then he rolled over onto his side and spooned up against Michael's back, wrapping his arm around the other man's waist and kissing his shoulder. "Michael?" he asked softly. Michael tried to pull away but Johnny just tightened his arm around him, holding him tight to his body, so Michael buried his face in the blanket. Johnny kissed his shoulder once more and stroked his hair. "Talk to me, please." He said softly. "I...I shouldn't have said that..." Michael mumbled into the blanket. Johnny scooted up so he was completely pressed against the other man's body and pulled gently on Michael's shoulder. Michael fought against him at first, but Johnny just kept pulling until Michael finally let the other man roll him over onto his back. "Don't turn away from me." Johnny said softly stroking Michael's cheek. "I..." he bit his lip trying to figure out how to explain his feelings. "I was surprised when you said that is all." Michael tried to turn away again but Johnny put his arm around Michael's chest holding him to the bed. "NO...Don't turn away; we need to talk about this." Michael sighed and closed his eyes. "You were never supposed to know." He said softly. Johnny sighed and loosened his hold on the other man. "Michael, I know you think you love me." Michael opened his eyes and looked at him. "I don't think I love you Johnny, I know I do. I have for a long time." Now it was Johnny's turn to pull away. He sat up pulling his knees to his chest and looked at Michael. "What you love is the dream Michael. Seeing me on film, the dream of who I am in those movies." He rested his head on his knees, "but that's not me, that is just a person I play. You don't know the real me..." Michael sat up and rested his hand on Johnny's leg making the other man look at him. "But I do..." he said softly. "I know you don't know who your father was, that he came to town one day, seduced your mother then left as soon as he found out she was pregnant. I know she started selling her body to support you and her because she refused to give you up, even though he family disowned her because of it. I know you have a younger brother who was the son of one of her tricks and that you took care of him after your mother was killed. I know your brother died 4 years ago over in Afghanistan, killed by a sniper while he was trying to protect one of the men in his unit..." Michael lowered his face as Johnny's eyes widened. "I know everything about you." He lifted his head and started into Johnny's startled eyes. "I know you took the name Johnny fang because always felt that dogs fangs were their biggest protection and thought the name could protect you..." Johnny lifted his head and just looked at him. He knew all of this was public knowledge if someone bothered to research it, but no one he had ever met could be bothered. They didn't want Johnny Fang the man; they wanted Johnny Fang the star. "Y...you researched me?" he asked, his voice quivering from his shock. Michael pulled his knees up against his chest like Johnny but he didn't hide this time, he just looked at the other man. "I...I was attracted to you the first time I saw your movies." He laughed softly. "When I was able to I went out and bought every movie I could, and would watch them over and over. Watching you move, watching your body, everything. At first I thought it was just lust, you know, lust after a porn star..." Johnny nodded just watching him. "But then I realized I wanted to know more about you, I liked the star, but what about the man? What about the man behind the scenes so to speak." Michael rested his head on his knees and looked at Johnny. "Somehow I didn't think the man you portrayed on screen was the real you and I wanted to know the real you. I wanted to know the real Johnny Fang, not just the person you showed the world. So I started doing research, at first I didn't find much...primarily just a list of your movies and such, but I started digging deeper and found a biography on you. When I first read the biography I cried," Johnny buried his face in his knees and Michael just squeezed his shoulder. "But I knew there had to be more, what made you the person you really were. So I kept digging until I found out everything I could about you. I knew we would never meet, but as I read your story and continued watching you on screen, my feelings..." He stopped and Johnny lifted his head and looked at him, tears in his eyes. "Your feelings what?" Johnny asked softly. Michael reached out and stroked his cheek. "My feelings for you grew. After a while, I would look at other men but all I would see is your face. I tried dating, but none of them ever compared to you. It took me about six months to realize I was in love with you. The problem was I knew there wasn't a chance in hell of us ever meeting, let alone having anything like a relationship, so that bothered me, but I couldn't change how I felt. How I feel..." He cupped Johnny's cheek and Johnny leaned into him. "When my friend gave me this trip, I wanted the fantasy night so bad. I knew it would be my only chance to ever be with you. But you were never supposed to know how I feel. I know I'll never find anyone else, that I will just spend my life with Andrew, but having one night with you..." he smiled softly. "Well, it has gone way beyond my expectations and I know it will carry me through for years to come." Johnny leaned into his hand and closed his eyes. He was at a loss for words. He truly believed what Michael said and something inside his cold heart just cracked. It was like his heart had been encased in ice and Michael's words just broke through all that. He opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him. "I...I don't know what to say." He said softly. Michael started to pull his hand away and Johnny clasped it in his, just holding it. "Y...you don't have to say anything." Michael said softly. "Like I said you were never supposed to know." Johnny brought Michael's hand to his lips and gently kissed his knuckles. "I'm glad you told me." Michael's eyes widened. "But..." Johnny shook his head, "no buts...I don't know what is going to happen after tonight. But I do know I want to make this night the best I possibly can. I plan to make every fantasy you have ever had about me come true in the next 24 hours." Then he pulled Michael against him and spent the rest of the night doing just that.   Epilogue 9 months later When Johnny left the next night Michael knew his life would never be the same. He had spent the night in the arms of the man he loved and although he knew it would never happen again, it was a night he would never forget. Somehow Johnny had managed to make all Michael's fantasies come true, including letting him fuck Johnny up the ass. Johnny had cum so hard that they had to call the maid service to change the sheets and both men were laughing at the surprised look on her face but neither said a word. After the trip was over, Michael and Andrew went back to Earth. He went back to his job and hanging out with Nick, but he knew his life was changed. He still slept in Andrew's arms and let the android fuck him but it wasn't the same as before. Andrew was still a great fuck, but it wasn't him his ass tingled for. There were several nights Andrew held him as he cried himself to sleep wishing for something he knew would never happen. A couple days ago, he was sitting at home watching an interview Johnny was doing for a local TV station on Mars. The man looked incredible as always, he was dressed in a pair of tight jeans, and a t-shirt that said "Come be my slut." He was laughing at something the host said and just the sound sent shivers down Michael's body. Then suddenly he leaned closer to the view screen and turned up the volume as the announcer asked if the rumors of Johnny quitting were true. Michael's heart started beating so hard in his chest, he was sure it was going to come out but his eyes were glued to the screen. Johnny chuckled and glanced towards the camera before turning back to his host. "Nope, you heard right Rick. My last movie was my last. I am giving up the porn world." He turned back to the camera and flashed his million dollar smile. Michael felt his heart fall into his stomach, he was losing his only connection to Johnny, but the man's next words made him stare harder at the screen. Rick pretended to have a heart attack. "But why Johnny? What could be so important to disappoint millions of fans?" Johnny glanced back at the camera and smiled and Michael's breath caught in his throat. It was the smile Johnny had given him the night he left the hotel room. Then he looked back at Rick. "Would you believe love?" Rick's eyes widened and he leaned in as if to impart a secret. "The great Johnny Fang has fallen in love?" Johnny nodded and Rick leaned back and smiled. "Well...tell us about this special man." Michael's heart was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't tear his eyes from the screen. Johnny actually blushed and lowered his head his hair covering his face. "Well I don't want to say to much," he looked up at Rick. "I'm not sure if he will want me. But I can tell you that I spent a very special night with this person and like an idiot I walked out of his life." He looked back to the camera and Michael could have sworn he was looking right at him. "Walking out was the worst mistake I ever made in my life and I'm hoping to rectify that mistake." Michael had actually fallen to his knees in front of the view screen, but he barely noticed. His eyes were glued to Johnny. "So what is this young man's name?" Rick said. Michael held his breath waiting for Johnny to answer but someone knocked at the door. He growled and tried to ignore it, but missed what Johnny had said. He was about to rewind it when the knock came again, more insistent this time. Normally Andrew would answer the door but he was charging, so Michael stood up and walked over and pulled the door open. A growl about to escape his lips when he froze. Johnny was standing on his doorstep, a duffel bag thrown over his shoulder and his hair plastered to his head from the rain falling behind him. "J...Johnny?" Michael gasped letting his eyes move over him. Johnny gave him that soft smile. "Hello Michael, can I come in, it's a little wet out here?" Michael blushed and moved back so Johnny could step into the room. Johnny dropped his duffel then glanced at the view screen before turning back to Michael. Michael just stood there gaping at him still holding onto the door. "Um...you gonna leave the door open all night?" He asked his eyes twinkling. Michael blushed and closed the door then turned back to Johnny. "What are you doing here?" Johnny looked back at the view screen where the interview was paused. "I would have thought you would know who I was talking about in this." He said waving at the screen then looking back at Michael. Michael blushed once more and lowered his eyes. "I...I hoped but I didn't think..." He looked up when Johnny touched his face, he hadn't even seen the other man move. Johnny ran his fingers over Michael's face and smiled tenderly. "I wasn't joking in that interview Michael. Walking out that night was the biggest mistake I have ever made. As soon as that door closed behind me, I wanted to turn around and walk back in." Michael leaned into his hand but didn't take his eyes from Johnny's. "Why didn't you?" Johnny sighed and dropped his hand, moving over by the couch. "Would you believe I was scared?" He asked keeping his back to Michael. Michael moved away from the door and walked up behind Johnny. He didn't try to touch him, but he stood right behind him. "Scared of what?" He asked softly. Johnny turned to him and his eyes were tortured. "Scared of what you felt for me. Scared of what I was feeling for you. Everyone I have ever loved I have lost Michael. The thought that you could get so close to me so quickly it scared me to death." He dropped onto the couch putting his head in his hands. "I've spent the last nine months trying to forget you. Telling myself you were just another client, that it didn't mean anything." Michael felt his heart break but didn't say anything and when Johnny looked up at him his face was passive. Johnny's eyes were still tortured and it took everything Michael had not to comfort him. He just stood there staring down at the other man. Johnny tried to read Michael's face, to get an inkling of what the other man was thinking, but Michael just stood there passive so he sighed. "I couldn't though. Every time I fucked another man, all I could see was your face. Every time they cried out, it was your voice I heard." He laughed sourly, "the last time I actually let a guy fuck me up the ass was 6 months ago and I told him to pull out after only a couple strokes because it was your cock I wanted in me, and he wasn't you. I ended up fucking him, but I haven't been able to bring myself to let another man fuck me since you." He looked down at the floor again. Michael felt hope blooming in his chest but fought against it. He couldn't handle rejection from Johnny, not again. Johnny looked up at him. "Say something..." he pleaded. Michael sat beside him on the couch, making sure they didn't touch. "What do you want me to say?" He asked softly. "I poured my heart out to you that night and now you're telling me it didn't mean anything to you?" Johnny's eyes widened and he opened his mouth but no sound came out. It took Michael about 30 seconds to realize his eyes were full of fear. Then suddenly Johnny grabbed his hands and clung to him. "NO...don't you understand, that's what I'm saying. It did...I didn't want it to mean anything but it did...you melted my frozen heart that night Michael. I didn't think it was possible but you did. No one has ever gotten passed the walls I had over my heart, but you did. That night, you broke down every one of those walls, plus melted the ice around my heart." He tentatively let go of one of Michael's hands and cupped his cheek. "I love you Michael, I think I have since that night, it just took me a long time to realize it." Michael just sat frozen looking at him, tears streamed down his cheeks but he ignored them. Johnny wiped the tears away but still Michael just stared at him. His heart was pounding a mile a minute in his chest and Johnny thought maybe he had forgotten to breathe. Johnny smiled, "say something." Then he looked at the view screen where the interview was still paused. "No, don't say anything, not yet." Michael looked at him curiously as he picked up the remote sitting on the coffee table, rewound it a little and hit play. Michael tore his eyes from Johnny's and looked back at the view screen. "So what is this young man's name?" Rick asked. Johnny lowered his head once more, his hair covering his face. "Michael," he said softly looking once more at the camera. "I don't know if he will be willing to give me a second chance, I mean I did basically break his heart." He turned back to Rick who gave him a look of concern. Johnny looked back at the camera. "I'm hoping he has it in his heart to not only forgive me, but make me the happiest man on Earth or Mars." The Johnny on the screen stood up and moved towards the camera. "Michael, if you are watching this, I know I made a mistake and I want to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Please say you will forgive me and..." he dropped to his knees in front of millions of viewers. "Tell me you will marry me..." Johnny froze the view and turned to the man beside him. Michael was staring at the view screen, the look of pain and torture on the face of the man on his knees in front of millions. Then he turned to the man sitting beside him and saw the same look of pain and torture. Michael smiled softly and took Johnny's hands in his. He realized the other man's hands were trembling. "Yes..." he said softly. Just yes, no explanation, no nothing, just that one word and Johnny's eyes lit up like a child's on Christmas morning. "Really?" Johnny asked almost afraid to breathe. Michael nodded and squeezed Johnny's hands. "I love you Johnny Rodriguez Monroe." He said using Johnny's real name instead of his stage name. "You are the only man I have ever loved and the only one I will ever love. How could I possibly say no, when I love you so much?" Hearing his name come from Michael's lips, not his stage name but his real name broke the floodgates open. Johnny grabbed him and clung to him as he cried. He had never thought he would ever find someone who would love the man, not the star, but the man holding him and stroking his hair as he cried did. He clung to Michael the way he had clung to his mother when he was young and knew that finally after all these years, he had finally found his way home... THE END.