Clean Up
Sugar Rush
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I HAVE NO TIES TO GREEN DAY.. The events in this story are totally fictional. Though it would be amusing to watch. Enjoy and leave lots of reviews!
Mike gave Billie a devilish look and set out to work.
He removed the wrappers from the cupcake and began nibbling at it.
Billie grew hard as he watched mike work the pastry. Billie fondled mikes hair. Blonde tips and his natural dark brown roots lacing through his fingers.
“Come on” Billie strained.
“Wait, I wanna finish the cupcake”
Billie swatted the rest of the cake out from under mike, leaving only the frosting coating his pants.
“Hey I was eating that”
“Eat me!”
“Oh, you’re not as sweet”
“My cocks covered in frosting.”
“True”
Mike unbuttoned Billie’s tight black pants and the zipper came undone by itself under the pressure of Billie’s erection.
“Damn”
“Come on” Billie was growing impatient.
Mike adjusted Billie’s boxer’s to free the beast. Every adjustment signaled a moan from Billie. Mike stood up for a moment.
“Where the fuck are you going?”
“Hang on”
“To what?”
Mike ran over to the table holding the cupcakes and brought two over to the chair.
He licked half the frosting off of one and set them off to the side.
“What are you doing?”
Mike didn’t answer. He went back to work. He smirked at a confused Billie then took him in his mouth with the frosting.
Billie threw his head back into the head rest.
Mike worked Billie slowly, using the icing as a lubricant. Circling Billie as he rose and dragging his tongue across the slit.
“Oh fuck” mike nipped at Billie’s head once before Billie released and his taste mixed with the icing in mikes mouth.
Billie’s moaning had given mike an enormous erection that was barely restrained by his tight jeans.
“My turn “mike announced.
Billie caught a second wind of his Paxil and lunged at mike. Mike rose and caught him.
He lifted the small man and held him around his waist. Billie wrapped his legs around mike and let him take him.
Mike blindly shuffled to find the nearest wall to brace Billie against. His eyes were closed, locked in a passionate kiss with his band mate. His erection left him with less then he-man strength.
“Ride 'em Mikey!” Billie’s energy level had been restored to its annoyingly hyper state.
“YeeHaw Mikey!”
Unable to find a resting place for Billie he gave up and let both men fall to the ground. Or that was his plan. He let him self fall, right into the cupcake table. The table came crashing down, flinging batter and frosting everywhere. Billie couldn’t help but laugh at the sticky situation mike had landed them in.
But Mike didn’t care. He had a hard on and needed to take care of it.
On the floor atop dozens of green and white cupcakes Mike stripped Billie of his pants.
Billie eager to play joyfully removed mikes jeans for him. Mike was right, Billie had given him a sugar rush and now he was growing just as hyper as Billie.
Mike scooped some frosting from the table and coated himself. This will do for lube.
He forcefully entered Billie in one thrust. Causing Billie to buck up with a mix of pain and pleasure.
“I'm sorry… I couldn’t wait much longer”
Billie began his infamous moans once more and Mikes sugar induced state grew more rabid with each sound from Billie’s mouth. This was no gentle love making. This was fucking at its finest. No romance, no candles, true Green Day style. On the floor atop a pile of cupcakes half dressed and still wearing their Converse. Just as Billie had once dreamed.
Mikes heightened senses left him little time inside Billie before his pleasure got the best of him. He came inside of Billie, covered in frosting and barely lucid. He crawled onto Billie’s chest and lay for a moment. His sugar rush hit a plateau and his energy level was spent. Billie held Mike’s head and kissed his temples. Licking the remnants of icing from his face.