Frank & Menno

14.

Mihangel took his time under the shower. He loved bathing. Thoroughly washing his hair, he didn’t hear the door opening and closing.



“What are these?”



He quickly rinsed his eyes, and opened the glass door. Norm was standing next to the sink, naked in all his glory. It took a moment to see what the man was holding up. “My extensions,” explained Mihangel. “Clip-on braids.” His eyes were drawn back to the man, and he slowly looked him up and down. Norm was gorgeous. His hair led from his chest over his belly, in a point to his pubic hair. The relaxed cock was uncut. He was well-hung, noticed Mihangel to his pleasure. The hairy legs were muscular, and he was tanned without tan lines. This man liked to sunbathe in the nude…



“Keep the tap running.” Norm put the braids back where he found them. “Are you done yet…?”



“You said I could take my time.” Mihangel rinsed his hair, and finished his shower. “Done. Unless you want to join me…?”



“Move.” Beckoning over his shoulder, Norm shooed his guest away from the shower. He stepped under the stream in turn, but he didn’t close the frosted door. Mihangel had full view on the man’s butt and back. Soap suds slowly slid down, and he followed them with his eyes.

“Can you wash my back?”



“Huh?” Mihangel blinked, thinking he heard wrong. When the man offered him the sponge, he stepped forward, and quickly took it before Norm could change his mind. He didn’t as much wash the man’s back as caressed it, slowly moving both hands up and down. He tried to keep his body under control. He failed miserably, especially when Norm turned around. A high sound of despair escaped his lips as he suddenly found himself caressing the hairy tits. “Gods,” he groaned, “you’re so beautiful…”



“There’s baby oil over there. Rub it on me when you’re done. It makes me even softer.”



“Baby oil…?” Mihangel repeated it with an almost desperate tone of voice. “Are you trying to kill me?”



Norm ignored that question, and stepped under the stream to wash his armpits and to rinse off. “What are you waiting for, Mihangel? Oil me.”



With a trembling sigh and equally shaky hands, Mihangel poured some oil on his palms. He held his breath when the bear rudely took away the bottle.



“That’s not the way to do it,” rumbled Norm. He aimed at the blonde’s chest, and squirted a generous amount on his skin. “That’s how you do it.”



Mihangel stared at Norm as he poured the oil over himself. His eyes were wide, his jaw dropped, and he couldn’t believe it was truly happening. He barely responded when Norm pulled him between his arms, pressing his slippery body against him. The bear kissed him. Mihangel wrapped his arms around him, nails sliding through the oil, answering the kiss with desire and passion.

“Look at what you’re doing to me,” he whispered against Norm’s lips, breathlessly.



“You’re doing the same to me,” mumbled Norm with a smile. With one arm firmly around the slender waist, he reached down to one smooth leg, pulling it up to his hip. His hand slid along it, to Mihangel’s butt, gently massaging without really sexually touching him.



“Norm…” He didn’t want to stop him. He simply wanted to whisper the man’s name. He felt the hairy skin, the rolling muscles, and most of all the exploring hand. It turned him on beyond belief. Norm moved his lips to his ear, kissing the lobe. He whispered his name, but instead of saying ‘Mihangel’, he said ‘my angel’. The blonde almost came, uttering a soft cry. As the man also slipped his fingers between his butt cheeks, sliding along the notch, he cried out louder. “Norm!”



Norm laughed softly, close to Mihangel’s ear. “What’s the matter, handsome? Do you want me to stop?”



“No! Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” Turning his head, Mihangel conquered Norm’s lips. As he kissed him, Norm closed the tap, and lifted him up in his arms. Mihangel kept his arms firmly wrapped around the strong neck as Norm carried him out of the bathroom, through the hall, and into his bedroom. He continued kissing him until he was gently placed on the bed. Even then their lips kept touching, giving soft kisses, and Norm lay down atop of him. Mihangel trembled slightly in anticipation. So far, Norm was just as sweet and gallant as he hoped he would be. This could just as well be the best night of his life. He could barely wait.



Still slick from the oil, Norm slowly and sensually rubbed his hairy belly against Mihangel’s smooth skin, sitting between his knees. He seemed to know exactly where to touch him. His erection and testicles were touching Mihangel’s. Slowly rolling his hips, he moved as if he were fucking him. Water and perspiration glistered on his forehead and shoulders. “Tell me what you want,” he whispered with a smile. “I’ll give you anything you want.”



With a shaky sigh, Mihangel spread his legs, pulling them up. He was hot and willing, unable to keep control. “Take me,” he said with a groan. “Take me, fuck me, marry me!”



Norm sniggered, but didn’t comment. He drew his hips back and down, sliding his cock between the cheeks without using his hands. He looked deeply into Mihangel’s eyes as he pushed forward. With the oil, Mihangel’s excitement and his experienced muscle, he easily slipped through the sphincter. “Mm… Tight…”



Mihangel knew he wasn’t tight at all. It was the number one complaint he usually got. But he knew Norm was used to women, and compared to them he was a virgin. He sighed as he felt the heavy balls against his butt cheeks, and closed his eyes with a pleased smile. His hands roamed over the muscled arms and broad shoulders. “Just do whatever you normally do,” he said under his breath. “I can handle it.”



“You don’t know what I normally do,” smirked Norm. He leaned down, giving him a warm kiss. “Give me directions if you think I can do better. Now…” He drew back, and pushed back in. “Is this how you like it?”



“Oh, yes…” He had no idea if women liked it that way, but Mihangel certainly did. Norm slowly fucked him, pushing in deeply before pulling out almost completely. Mihangel arched his back as the bear moved his lips from his neck to his chest, kissing and nipping his skin. He groaned when Norm nibbled on his nipples, making them hard and sensitive. The man licked him, caressed him, making love rather than fucking him. Mihangel felt like he could cry. The bear was everything he wished for.



Afterward, as he gained his breath, Mihangel tried to think back at every detail. His head was fuzzy. Cuddled up close against Norm, he idly played with the curly chest hair, eyes closed and with a permanent, stupid smile on his face. Norm surely was a prince in bed. Gentle, passionate, and thinking about the other’s pleasure first. Mihangel had come twice, something he hadn’t achieved in years.

With a pleased sigh, he pressed up even closer, sliding his arms around the warm body of his new friend. “You’re marvelous,” he mumbled. “I knew it.”



Norm kissed him on his hair. He held him tight with one arm, keeping the other folded behind his head. “You knew, huh?” he chuckled softly. “Mh. You’re flattering me. Surely I did some things wrongly.”



“Hell no,” assured Mihangel, looking up. “I wished you were sweet and gentle, and you certainly were. A true teddy bear, you are.”



Laughing, Norm leaned down, kissing him on the lips. “If you have special wishes, you should tell me. Okay?”



“Okay. But I have no special wishes.” Mihangel had no kinks like his cousin. He stretched a bit, lying his head on the man’s shoulder. “Do you?”



“Me? No. I’m easy. As long as you’re passionate and so clearly enjoying yourself, I’m happy.” He wrapped his other arm around him as well, pulling him close. “Go on,” he murmured. “Ask it. I know you want to.”



“Ask you what?” Mihangel looked up. He would’ve pulled back as a statement, because he damn well knew what Norm meant, but he didn’t. The man simply felt too good.



“Ask me if I liked the women better,” said Norm calmly. “Hm?”



“Okay… Did you like your women better then?” He didn’t really want to know the answer. Not if it was ‘yes’.



Norm didn’t reply immediately. He looked into Mihangel’s eyes, a smile slowly appearing. “No,” he then said. “You’re not as soft, but just as sweet, even more beautiful and a lot more pleasant. But most of all… you really wanted me. You score high because of that, my angel…”



Mihangel tried to stifle his relieved grin, turning it into a smile. “I’m glad to hear that. Does that mean I can come back for seconds?”



“That depends.” After another kiss, Norm loosened his arms, pulling away. “I can’t give you houses or cars. I’m no celebrity. I can’t give you what you need, and if you want to go to a man who can, you should. But then I don’t want you to come back to me.” He lit a cigarette.



Mihangel stared at the bear for a moment, blinking. Sitting upright, he took a cigarette from the pack. “I understand,” he said. He inhaled deeply, and blew the smoke to the ceiling. “What if I don’t sleep with those men anymore? Would you believe me if I promise?”



“Why wouldn’t you sleep with them anymore? It makes you rich, right? That’s the whole point, isn’t it?”



“Yes. But you really have the wrong idea. I told you, and I’m telling you again, I’m no gigolo or whore. I go out with celebs because they like my company. I don’t get paid for sex alone, Norm… I truly wish you would understand.”



“Mh, okay. I guess I have to adjust my ideas about your work, then. Alright, what do you want to do now?”



“I could do with a beer,” said Mihangel. “I’m wide awake…”



“That’s not really what I meant…” sniggered Norm. He stood up though, stretching his muscles.



“I know.” Mihangel admired the man’s body yet again. “I can act naïf too, you know. You meant what do I want to do now I had what I wanted, hm? I already told you. I want to come back for more.”



“You can come back for more. So it’s still pizza, beer and the sofa tomorrow?”



“You bet,” nodded Mihangel, smiling. “And it’s still Paris on Monday.” He stood up as well, to go to the bathroom. Norm hadn’t used protection, and he was dirty all over. As he passed by Norm, the man pulled him between his arms. It surprised him. He didn’t show it, and returned the unexpectedly warm kiss. He liked to be cuddled and kissed afterwards… Usually, it was over rather quickly. He would behave, from now on, just to come back to this man. “Next time, I’ll take all of you with me,” he said as they had broken the kiss. “Wouldn’t you like a nice, long weekend in Paris?”



“Paris? Me?” Norm laughed at the idea. “Sure,” he said. “I’d love to.”



“Great.” Mihangel patted Norm’s butt, and pulled away. “I’ll arrange it soon. Now where’s that beer, handsome? You drained me.”



“So demanding and spoiled… Go freshen up and come to the living room, you rich bitch.”



Laughing, Mihangel walked to the bathroom. He sighed pleased, running his hands through his hair. He felt great… Even though he knew exactly nothing about Norm, it felt as if they were friends since ever. He liked that feeling. He never believed it actually existed, but he believed it now… And he had to tell Menno some stories, tomorrow.