A/N- This was my second LP fic. I have been meaning to repost this for a while but usually don't remember till the second. Thankfully this time I wrote it down.

A/N 2- Ever hear people say that bored means horny? Well I know someone who says that all the time so that's where the tittle comes from. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer- I was outside their hotel room with my videocamera when this happened. I'll sell you a copy for 5 dollars. {not responsable for unsatisfied customers, no refunds, no exchanges, by sending me the money you agree not to sue}

BORED IN EVERY SENSE OF THE WORD

"God this is so boring." Mike was lying with his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah, we need some hookers or something.”Chester, lying in a very similar position, chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm hard as hell."... "You ever been with a guy?"Mike smiled and turned to face Chester.

"---------" What the hell was he supposed to say now? He just swallowed hard and shook his head no.

Mike pulled back the covers and climbed out of his bed and into Chester's. He was resting on his side propped on one elbow with his head resting on his hand. His elbow was so close to Chester's head that his armpit was lying on Chester's shoulder and his body was pressed into his side. Chester, still on his back, was too shocked to move. With his hand that he wasn't using to hold up his head, Mike slowly moved one finger over Chester's stomach under his belly button.

"Just relax."

Chester nodded his head. Mike pushed his boxers’ waistband down enough to expose Chester's semi hard cock. He gripped it tightly and started pumping. Chester's breath caught in his throat but he wasn't protesting so Mike kept going. He could feel Chester take a fist full of his shirt in one hand and the sheets in the other. He was panting and squirming. The beads of sweat forming on his body. He pushed his head back in the pillow and came with a "Fuck.” When Chester relaxed Mike reached over him, pressing into him as he stretched to reach for Chester's shirt that was lying on the floor. He used it to wipe off his hand and then clean Chester off.

"You're pretty good at that."Chester was still a bit dazed and Mike could tell.

"Yeah, and it was my left hand too."Mike smiled, a little cocky.

"Do you want me to ..."Chester pointed to Mike's boxers.

"No, not yet."

Mike got up and straddled Chester's legs. He pulled his boxers down all the way. Chester picked up his hips to make it easier and kicked them off. Mike took this as a sign it was ok and pushed his hands down on Chester's hips to hold him in place. He leaned forward and gently eased Chester into his mouth moving his tongue around to make him shudder just a bit. Chester pushed his head back and closed his eyes. This felt so good but it couldn't be happening, no way in hell, he had to be dreaming, but why the hell was he dreaming about Mike, he wasn't gay, was he?

About this time all thinking shut down, Mike was sucking and bobbing his head up and down gently, not too slow to be torturous, but not to fast either. He looked up at Chester while still working on him. Chester had his head pushed back and his eyes squeezed tight, he was breathing heavily and squirming slightly, his body was coated in a thin layer of sweat, he was making low moaning sounds but bitting his lip, trying to be quite. The sight made Mike smile, well best he could with Chester in his mouth.

Chester's mind was completely blown. He could feel it building. He needed something to hold on to. He grabbed Mike's shoulders and squeezed. It was definitely coming. Should he warn Mike? He opened his mouth to say something but it was too late. He pushed himself back in the pillow and arched his back and came with another "Ah fuck,” shuddering with complete pleasure.

Mike still sucked to ride it out and swallowed everything down. He let go of Chester's dick and kissed the tip slightly. He leaned up and kissed Chester gently on the lips.

"How was that?"

"...." Nope brain functions hadn't come back yet. He was lucky he was still breathing. He just opened his eyes and looked at Mike, he was smiling.

"I guess by that look it was good."

Chester managed a small nod.

"Good."

He returned to his side next to Chester and rested in his previous position. Chester stared at the ceiling while Mike traced his body with his finger tips. What the hell was going on. Was Mike gay? Was he gay? He didn't have time to think. Mike whispered, "Are you ready?" in his ear. Ready for what? Then he realized Mike still hadn't come yet, he probably wanted him to return the favor.

"Yeah." He started to sit up.

"No babe, lay back down, I'll take care of it."

Mike removed his boxers and straddled Chester's hips. He reached down and pulled his shirt off. Chester just gazed at him.

"Where do you keep your lube babe?"

Lube? What the Fuck...oh...shit...that’s what he was ready for...was he ready for this?

Mike saw the terrified look in Chester's eyes.

"If you don't want to that's ok."

Mike looked so sincere. He was his best friend. He wouldn't hurt him.

"Bottom drawer."

Mike smiled, he reached over to the side table and found the lube. He pored a good amount in his hand and stroked himself, making sure he was nice and slick. He pored a little more on his finger tips and coated Chester's hole with it. He then slowly inserted one coated finger and began stretching. Chester closed his eyes and put his head back. When Mike was satisfied with that he added another coated finger adding slowly to the stretching. It was slow but he knew this was Chester's first time, he knew he was scared and he knew he trusted him and he was going to make sure he kept the pain down as much as he could. Eventually he had four fingers in and was satisfied that he was stretched enough. He balanced himself by placing his hands on either side of Chester's head and rubbed his cheek with his thumb.

"You sure you're ready?" He sounded concerned

"Yeah." He sounded scared.

"If you want me to stop you tell me, ok." It was a demand not a request.

"Ok."

Mike slowly pushed inside Chester, he felt him clench so he stopped only about half an inch in.

"You ok?"

"Yeah." There was a hint of pain.

"You sure?"

"Just give me a minute ok?"

"Yeah, just tell me when you’re ready."

Chester opened his eyes and looked at Mike and smiled.

"Thanks."

"Welcome."

"Ok, you can go in more."

"ok."

Mike very slowly pushed till he was all the way in and stopped again, he could tell that Chester was in pain as he clenched his muscles.

"Just relax...calm down... I won't hurt you I promise...We'll wait till you're ready."

A few tears fell form Chester's eyes, Mike wiped them away with his thumb. Chester took a few deep breaths to compose himself. It still hurt but the fact that Mike was being so understanding helped comfort him a lot. After a few minutes the pain died down and turned into a small discomfort.

"Ok, I'm ready."

"ok."

Mike started thrusting slowly and shallow, so he wasn’t hitting his spot yet. He just wanted to loosen up Chester first. This was killing him, his dick bagged him to just fucking ram him and cum already but he didn't want to hurt him and he could tell Chester was beginning to like it and he wanted him to enjoy it more then anything. He felt Chester completely relax.

"You can go faster now ."

"K, when you go to scream when you come bit my shoulder ok?"

"ok"

"And bite as hard as you want, I can take it."

"ok."

‘he must like to get bit, oh well who am I to disappoint?’

Mike started thrusting faster and deeper. He hit Chester's spot and felt him shudder underneath him.

"Holly fuck..."

Mike pumped faster and harder, hitting the spot each time while Chester bit his lip trying so hard not to make noise to wake up the guys on either side of the walls. He let out a few quite "fucks" and "gods" and "yeahs" and "Mikes".

'He moaned my name' Mike thought and smiled.

Chester reached up and grabbed the headboard rails above him. This was fucking amazing. He felt a knot building in his stomach for the third time that night. He knew it was close. He felt the need to scream rising in his throat. He grabbed Mike's back and leaned his head forward to Mike's shoulder. When he felt it coming he bit down like he was told and still moaned, shaking violently and lost all hearing and sight. His jaw hurt he was bitting so hard and he could feel Mike's tongues on his neck. He had to be hurting from his shoulder and his own orgasm that Chester felt inside him, Yet he still managed to have enough will power to not bite him. He may have said something but the ringing in Chester's ears was to loud to hear. Mike again road out the orgasm till it was over and Chester let go of his shoulder. He stopped pumping and grabbed the already cum stained shirt to wipe them off then rolled on his back next to Chester.

"Wow!" Yay, Chester could talk again.

"Ha, that good huh?" Mike smiled.

"Better." :sigh: "Sorry about your shoulder."

It was dark purple already and had definite teeth indentations and a few drops of blood.

"It's ok, I told you to."

"Yeah, do you want me to do anything?"

Mike had given him three amazing orgasms, he felt he should pay him back. Not that he thought he could do anything half as good as Mike did but he'd try.

"No, it's alright, next time, get some sleep."

"ok."

Yeah now that you mention it he was really tired, he rolled on his side and put his head on Mike's shoulder, who put his arm around his back and rubbed up his side. Chester put his top arm over Mike’s stomach. Mike brought his other arm around and rubbed the side of Chester's face and by his ear, he was extremely tired himself.

"Hey Mike?"

"Yeah?"

"Does this mean we're...ermm...that we're...ya know...?"

"Boyfriends?"

"Yeah"

"Yes"

"Good"

Chester closed his eyes and it wasn't long before his breathing changed and Mike knew he was sleeping. He rested his chin on the top of Chester’s head and fell asleep too.

End

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