[Author’s Note] Happy Independence Day to all who celebrate it! To those who don’t…uh…Happy 4th day of July…And Happy Friday!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Joe, Chester, Mike, Rob or Phoenix.

Enjoy!

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Mike awoke to the sound of his telephone ringing. He rolled over in his bed and haphazardly reached an arm out to grab the cordless phone that was on his bedside table. Being so clumsy after just having awakened, he dropped the phone.

“Damn it!” He said to no one in particular as he retrieved the phone from the floor.

He hit the talk button and answered, “What?”

“Michael!” Came the voice on the other end.

“What, Brad? It’s 11; I didn’t think you got up before noon. Ever.”

“I don’t normally. But I did today. It’s a special occasion.”

“And what occasion would that be?” Mike asked, the sleepiness still permeating his tone.

“Independence day! Happy 4th, man.”

“Yeah, same to you. What’s up?”

“Glad you asked. I’m having a little get together at my place. You want to come?”

“Uh, who’s going to be there?” Mike asked with a little hope in his voice. Yes, he was hoping a certain someone would be there.

Brad grunted, knowing what Mike was after. “Phoenix, Rob, Chester, Joe and YOU.”

“What time?” Mike asked after hearing the right name.

“I told the others to come at three, but you’re coming early to help me set up. You are my best friend, after all.”

“And what time do I need to be there, oh glorious master?”

Brad laughed, “One would be nice, but I expect you NO LATER than one fifteen.”

“I’ll be there. Anything you want me to bring?”

“Nah, I think I have it all.”

“All right. I’ll be there around one.”

“Okay, I love you, you’re awesome, thanks.”

“Uh huh. Bye, Brad.”

“Later.”

Mike hung up the phone and smiled to himself. It had been a whole five days since he’d seen his lover, and it had been five excruciating days. He longed to see him, feel him and taste him again. Today they would have to be very careful though. Brad was the only one who knew that this very delicate relationship was in existence. Brad only knew because Mike told him one night while they were just hanging out. It came as a complete surprise to Brad. He never would have expected it. However, when he got over the initial shock of it all, he told Mike that they were a cute couple and that for some reason it made sense to him.

Mike rolled (literally) out of his bed and went into the bathroom. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and let out a hearty laugh.

“You have a face only a mother could love.” He said as he stripped himself of his sleepwear.

He turned on the shower and stepped in.

Twenty-five minutes later, Mike emerged from the bathroom feeling refreshed and clean. He pulled a pair of boxers from his drawer and put them on. He went through his closet looking for something decent to wear. He decided on a pair of black dickies shorts and a black DVS shirt.

When he was finished dressing himself and making himself look good, he glanced at the clock. 12:48 pm. He grabbed his wallet and his car keys and made his way out the door. He got his car halfway down the driveway when he realized that he had forgotten one very crucial item.

He turned off the car, grabbed his keys, went back into his house, up the stairs and went back into his bedroom. He opened the top drawer of the nightstand and began looking for something. When he found it, he placed it in his pocket and went back to his car. He successfully left his house and got on the road to Brad’s.

Brad’s house was just below a place called the Starlight Bowl. Every Fourth of July, the city would hold a fireworks show at the Starlight Bowl. Brad’s house was in such a prime spot that they could comfortably watch the fireworks from his backyard.

Mike pulled into Brad’s driveway, blocking him in should he need to leave. He hopped out, went to the door and knocked. Brad answered and greeted Mike with only a smile.

“What do you want me to do?” Mike asked.

“Well I have a lot for you to do. I have to clean up a bit…or a lot…I need you to turn on the Jacuzzi, I’ll clean out the pool,” Brad said, making a little face at the unfavorable task, “We need to cook and set up all the munchies and whatnot…Yeah, I think that’s about it.”

“All right.” Mike said with a roll of his eyes.

It took the men a little more than an hour and a half to get everything done. Mike walked into the kitchen and smiled at Brad who was going through his refrigerator.

“What’s wrong?” Mike asked.

“I could have sworn I bought hamburger buns and beer.”

“They’re not in the fridge in the garage?”

“No.” Brad said with a slight whine.

“And you absolutely need them?”

“Yes.” Brad said giving Mike his very best puppy dog eyes.

“Fine. I’ll go. But don’t you ever say that I don’t do anything for you.”

“I won’t. I love you, Mikey!”

Mike paused and turned to look at Brad. “Do you ever notice how you love me only when I’m doing something nice for you?”

“Uh huh.” Brad said as he shoved Mike out the door.

What was only supposed to take ten minutes ended up taking just under an hour. Why is it that the grocery stores are ALWAYS packed on holidays? Mike let himself into Brad’s house because he figured that all of the guys would be in the backyard already and no one would hear him knock. He placed the items in the kitchen and grabbed a beer for Chester, because he didn’t want to go back in to get him one. He knew Chester would ask. Mike walked out onto the patio that overlooked the pool.

He saw Brad and Chester lying in pool chairs watching Rob, Joe and Phoenix squirt each other with super soakers. Actually, it was more like they were watching Rob mercilessly attack poor defenseless Phoenix with the only super soaker as Joe laughed.

“Aw, Robbie, why don’t you lay off poor Phi Phi.” Mike said sympathetically.

“No way! He won’t come into the pool and play with me.”

Mike sighed and walked down the steps and over to wear Phoenix stood dangerously close to the pool. With a forceful shove from Mike, Phoenix was submerged in the ice-cold water.

“YAY!” Rob screeched and he jumped in and began to splash Phoenix. Joe followed shortly thereafter.

“You suck!” Phoenix yelled to Mike before giving him a look of mock betrayal.

“Yes he does.” Chester said from his chair.

Mike walked over to Chester and handed him the beer. Chester lowered his sunglasses and looked Mike in the eyes.

“Thank you, beautiful.” Chester said with a wink and an impish smile.

Brad coughed, “Well I think I’ll go, uh…join those three losers in the pool.” Brad got up and jumped into the pool.

Mike sat down in the chair that Brad had previously occupied. Mike looked Chester up and down. He was wearing nothing but a pair of swim trunks and his sunglasses. He looked even better than he usually did.

About an hour or so later, Chester joined his friends in a rousing game of Marco Polo. Joe was the one searching while the other men (cheated) hid from him. All the while Mike watched contentedly from the chair.

At about Six thirty, he heard Joe complain about wanting dinner so he took it upon himself to start up the grill and start making some hamburgers and hotdogs. When he was about to flip over the burgers, he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist from behind and hot breath on his neck. Mike closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations he was feeling. Chester nipped lightly at his ear and then kissed the side of his neck. The arms around his waist unwrapped themselves and Mike turned around just in time to see his lover disappear back down the stairs.

Dinner was served and the men all ate on various perches. Joe and Rob were sitting at the end of the pool with their feet dangling in the water. Phoenix sat Indian style next to Rob. Chester, Mike, and Brad sat on the two pool chairs. When they had finished their meals, Rob, Joe, and Phoenix went back into the pool to finish what had affectionately been dubbed “Water Wars.”

“I think I’m sunburned.” Chester said in general.

“You should put something like Aloe Vera on it. There’s some in my bedroom. Mike, why don’t you help him find it.” Brad said with a playful smile.

Mike and Chester stood up and made their way up the patio stairs.

“Oh…and should you get some ‘Aloe Vera’ on my bed sheets, there are clean ones in the linen closet.” Brad called out before he dove into the pool, splashing Joe in the process.

Mike blushed furiously. When they were safely in the house, Chester grabbed Mike’s hand and pulled him up the stairs. He opened Brad’s bedroom door and when it closed, he shoved Mike up against it, kissing him furiously.

They pulled away from each other, panting. Chester grabbed the hem of Mike’s t-shirt and pulled it roughly over his head. Chester’s lips attacked Mike’s chest, nipples and stomach. Mike moaned his appreciation. He pulled away from Chester and led him to the bed. He laid Chester down on his back and hovered over him. He kissed his lips softly and began leaving a trail of kisses that led down is abdomen. He licked just below Chester’s bellybutton and made a face.

“What?” Chester asked, concerned.

“You taste like chlorine.”

“I’m sorry.”

Mike just smiled at Chester and began to take off his swim trunks. He threw them on the floor and moved back up to Chester’s mouth. They kissed for a while and every once in a while Mike would grind his hips into Chester’s causing them both to moan loudly.

Mike took off his shorts (palming the object he had placed in his pocket earlier that day), leaving him only in his boxers. Chester whimpered at the lack of attention he was receiving. Mike smiled, leaned down and took all of Chester into his mouth.

Chester screamed out in pure ecstasy at the heat that surrounded his member. Mike didn’t start slow; he began to bob his head up and down and swirling his tongue along Chester’s shaft. Chester – very vocal in bed – was moaning and screaming as the fancy took him. Mike stopped abruptly which made Chester groan his disapproval. Mike uncurled his hand revealing a bottle of lube and Chester smiled.

“I want you.” Mike whispered gruffly, pulling off his boxers.

Chester simply nodded and spread his legs to give Mike better access. Mike poured the liquid onto his fingers and ran them slowly over Chester’s hole. Chester sighed and Mike slipped a finger inside of him. He moved his finger around, pulled it out of him, and replaced it with two fingers, and then three. While he was fingering Chester, he leaned over and gave his member a swift lick, causing Chester to moan lightly.

He pulled his fingers out of Chester, carelessly rubbed some lube on himself, and positioned himself at the other man’s hole.

Mike looked into Chester’s eyes.

“Are you ready?”

Chester nodded and all Mike saw in his eyes was trust. They both took a deep breath and Mike slid easily into Chester. Mike waited a moment and allowed Chester’s body to adjust to the intrusion. Chester nodded for Mike to go ahead and Mike slowly pulled out of him and gently pushed back in. He kept this slow rhythm until Chester began to push back, signaling for him to speed up.

Mike smiled and the beautiful man beneath him, pulled out, and thrust himself back in with great force.

Chester cried out.

“Oh God Mike! Please…” Chester whimpered, urging Mike to go harder and faster.

Mike complied, building up to an almost inhumanly fast speed. The room was filled with moans, grunts and cries of bliss coming from both men. Chester began to stroke himself and within moments, he was on the verge of a mind-blowing orgasm.

Chester leaned up to Mike and whispered in his ear. “Cum with me…”

Mike nodded and within a minute, both men were crying out with an enormous amount of pleasure. Mike collapsed on top of Chester, pausing briefly to kiss him. When they had both recovered from their earth-shattering release, Mike pulled out and pulled Chester into his arms. He kissed him lightly on the forehead. The lovers laid there cuddled in Brad’s bed, basking in the glow of the unspoken love they shared.

“Stay at my house tonight.” Mike said, hoping that Chester wouldn’t decline.

Chester nodded and stood up. Mike followed. They dressed themselves and changed the sheets (as Brad had specified). They walked hand in hand down the stairs and just before they came into view, Chester leaned up and pecked Mike lightly on the lips. Mike reluctantly released the other man’s hand as they walked onto the patio.

Brad looked at the two men and smiled. They smiled at him.

“Where have you two been?” Joe asked, placing his hands on his hips.

“Uh…” Mike said dumbly.

“Chester had a sunburn and I sent them to find Aloe Vera get.” Brad said nonchalantly.

“Yeah.” Chester said.

“Is it better?” Brad asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Much.” Mike and Chester said in unison.

Just then the first set of fireworks exploded in the air causing all six men to jump. They all stood rooted to their positions. Chester’s hand crept over to Mike’s, who held onto it for dear life. They stood there, holding hands, both men completely satisfied with the beautiful show above them, and the love they shared.

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The End

*ducks behind the couch*

I’m sorry if it sucked! I don’t usually write slashy boysex scenes.

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