Time To Celebrate

"Oh they all sound so fuckin good." Alex groaned, cock hardening even more if that was possible.
"But I'll have you against the wall." He smirked.

"Then what are you waiting for Alex? Your champion on growing impatient." Mike ground there erections together.

Alex moaned, standing and pulling Mike with him. He smirked as he pushed Mike against the wall.
"Now, does my champion want prepped?"

Mike thought it over, he like it rough but a little prep would not kill him, he had not had any since realizing he was in love with his rookie and that was so many months ago.
"Yes, your champion wants just a little prep."

"Alright then." Alex wet two fingers thoroughly before inserting one inside Mike.

Mike groaned as the finger worked him. It was uncomfortable for only a moment before Mike was used to it and dying to have the digit buried deeper inside if him.

Alex moved the finger around a bit before inserting the second. He scissored them inside of Mike for a while then asked.
"Is that alright?"
Mike had said only a little prep.

Mike nodded, he was ready. He made sure the title was straight and on securely.

Alex laughed as Mike adjusted the belt. But he aligned himself with Mike's hole and locked eyes with him as he pushed in.

Mike let out a throaty groan as he rested his forehead against Alex's. He waited and let the pain pass by him before telling Alex that his champion, his demon of desire, wanted him to move."

Alex didn't have to be asked twice. He slowly pumped his hips into Mike's tight heat feeling the cold touch of the belt.

Mike let out a variety of different sounds, he meowed and groaned and moaned and whimpered and grunted and made little 'oooohs' and 'ahhhhs' It was a melody of porn that came from the one man sex kitten. Mike's hands wrapped around Alex's neck as his back thudded against the wall every time Alex pumped into him.

Alex's hands were placed on the wall on either side of Mike's head as he pistoned in and out of him. His thrusts became deeper and harder as he whispered dirty things in Mike's ear.

"H-Harder!" Mike ordered, his leg wrapping even tighter around Alex's waist as Alex fucked him. The feeling of this man filling him so completely, hitting his prostate every time.

"You want it harder, you got it." Alex grunted and gave his hardest thrust yet, making Mike's back slam against the wall.

Mike hiss as his back smacked against the hard wall but the pain was soon forgotten as Alex's stabbed that sweet bundle of fuck that was buried deep inside of him.

Alex aimed for Mike's prostate again and again. Succesfully hitting it every other time he plunged in.

"Fuck! A-Alex, imma come!"
He was so close, just a few more thrusts and he would not be able to hold anymore.

"Then come for me Mikey. Squirt all over my fuckin hand." Alex grunted, grabbing
mike's cock firmly.

The threw his head back and screamed his rookies name as he came, spurting his seeds all over Alex's hand and his shiny gold championship belt.

Alex groaned loudly as he too came, filling his mentor to the brim. He was panting heavily as a grin claimed his features. He took the belt off of Mike's waist and eyed the cum covered thing before licking it clean, tongue tracing over the large W, eyes on Mike the whole time.

Mike shuddered as he watched his rookie clean his belt. He could have come a rare second time at just the erotic sight if he had not been so spent. His knees could no longer hold him as he slid down the wall, a bonless mass as he basked in the after glow of there coupling.

Alex smirked and although his knees were too weak, he scooped Mike up and carried him to the bed. He laid him down and curled up beside him.

Mike shivered and pulled the blanket around them. He snuggled up to Alex and let his head rest on his rookies chest.
"That certainly was an awesome reward."

"Told ya it would be... now if ya keep that belt and make me proud there will be plenty more of them.." Alex smirked wrapping an arm around Mike's waist.