Can't Be Strong

John followed Mike out to the car. He climbed into the passenger seat.
"Go back to your room." He said.

Mike looked over at John and shook his head, then he hid his face from view. "N-No, im fine. Y-You take my R-Room."

Without words, he scooped Mike up in his arms and carried him to the backseat, stroking his hair comfortingly.

Mike trembled as he was picked up, he was tired of pretending to be happy. "Y-You dont have to d-do this." He couldn't make a normal sounding sentence, but he couldn't help that.

"But I am." John said simply, sitting down with Mike in his lap.

Mike buried his head in the crook of John's neck and cried some more, one would think he was out of tears by now but these had been building up for so long.

John stroked his back, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.
He usually didn't comfort people. If someone cried in front of him he was usually the one to say 'deal with it' or 'toughen up' but something about Mike cry made his heart hurt.

Mike hiccuped as his body racked with sobs. He was smaller than most main eventers, and he was getting increasingly smaller.

"It's okay Mike." John shushed. He leaned down and softly kissed the nape of Mike's neck.

Mike breath caught in his throat at the feeling of John's lips on him. "J-John, its not o-okay." He whimpered.

"I want to make you feel better Mike. You just gotta give me a chance. Just 'cause others hurt doesn't mean I will. You gotta trust me."

"I-I was not A-Acting...." He stuttered, he could give John a chance even if he would probably be hurt in the end.

"I'm sorry I assumed that. I can make you feel good, if you let me." He purred softly, letting a hand run down one of Mike's legs.

Mike let out a shuddering breath as he felt John's hand on his leg. "A-Are you sure?" He asked, he didn't want John to pull out in the middle of it all.

"Mhm." John said softly, he sat Mike up in his lap so he was facing him. "I won't hurt you Mike."

Mike looked him over with teary, bloodshot eyes. "Y-You can't k-know that but i'll t-trust you."

John leaned in and pressed his lips to Mike's. They slowly traveled down his jawline, stopping at his neck. He gently sucked on the skin leaving a small purplish mark behind.

Mike leaned his head back, give off small moans and whimpers when John kissed and sucked on his skin. Mike's hand's rested on John's shoulders as he began to get hot, just the thought of John being with him turned him on.

John pulled back to slide off Mike's shirt. He kissed down Mike's arms and chest. He took one of Mike's nipples in between his teeth, lapping at the small nub. He continued moving downwards, removing clothing as it got in his way. He placed two small kisses on each of the defined hip bones. Then kissed down Mike's thighs and calves all the way to his feet where he kissed each toe. Then he swiftly came back up and placed one final kiss on the head of Mike's cock. Then he moved back up and kissed his lips again, smirk on his face.

Mike squirmed under John, surprised at what he was doing. He was expecting nothing but a quick fuck but this seemed to be.....different. Mike let out a throaty moan as John kissed the head of his cock and then came up to kiss his lips. Mike licked John's bottom lip lightly, asking for permission.

John gladly parted his lips, smiling into the kiss. He massaged Mike's tongue with his.

Mike shivered as John's tongue rubbed against his, Mike let his had travel down and palm the growing bulge in his soon to be lovers pants.

"Mike." John groaned slightly. "Mmm." It felt way better than it should. He quickly reached down and slid down his pants and boxers, releasing the now prominent tent in his pants from it's confines.

Mike glanced up at John and then the crouched down in the floor board of the car, he tentatively licked the head of John's erection. His hand holding onto his shaft firmly.

John breathed heavily, letting out a low, pleasured, throaty moan.