What Next?

"Nah, I don't think so. I think you need to keep helping me." He grinned, turning his head slightly to peck Mike's lips.

"And I know for a fact that wont be a problem for me." Mike grinned as he released his love and popped his ass as he walked off.

Zack smiled as he followed to the next hole. He didn't even attempt to get the ball in. He simply laughed as it landed no where near the hole.

Mike licked his lips and laughed.
"If you can get that ball in the hole on your next try, you can taste me tonight."

Zack looked over at Mike.
"Oh, you are evil." He lined up the ball with the hole and mentally crossed his fingers. It landed right on the edge of the hole.
"You have GOT to be kidding me." He pouted. He smirked as he walked up to the hole. He laid down and blew on the ball, causing it to topple into the hole.
"Boo and ya!" He laughed.

Mike turned his nose up, trying his best not to smile.
"I dunno, you cheated." Mike seemed like he was considering this but of coarse he was going to let Zack taste him, Zack should have an award for bed cock sucker.

"I did not cheat. I simply got tired... I yawned... at the ball." He laughed.

"Do you really deserve to taste me?" Mike asked like it was the most prestigious thing in the world.

"Yes, Yes I do." He stuck his tongue out.

"Maybe if your good." Mike laughed as he moved to the next hole.
"Okay You make this one in two tried you can pick what flavor lube we use."

"I don't like this game. I need something easier." He pouted. He lined up the ball and swung. It got pretty close.
"Your turn."

Mike made his in one shot. "That is why I top you...along with many other reasons."

Zack mockingly glared as he hit again and made it in.
"Yes! Cherry lube here I come." He winked.

Mike busted out laughing as he walked away from his excited lover.
"Okay, you got the lube but you lost the privileged of tasting me. Wanna try and win it back?"

"I still think I won that but sure." He smirked.

"One try to get the ball in the hole." Mike smirked as he watched his lover.

"Oh you just hate me don't you?" He shook his head. He got in the position Mike had shown him as he eyed the ball carefully, lining it up. He swung and covered his eyes.
"Did it go in?" He squeaked, peeking through his fingers.

Mike snorted and poked Zack in the side.
"I dunno, did you?"

"Er, I don't want to look!" He slowly removed his hands and the ball was nowhere to be found. He peeked in the hole and squealed. There it was.
"FUCK YEAH!" He did his own little victory dance.

Mike scooped Zack up in his arms and kissed his softly.
"Yay you." He grinned at the beautiful man in his arms.

"And yay for you. Because now you're getting a blow job later." He smirked, kissing Mike again.

"I'd be getting a blow job later anyways." Mike rolled his eyes and carried Zack to the next hole.
"Okay.....Get this one in one shot....Ill rim you carefully." Mike purred in Zack's ear.

"So are you telling me I did that for nothing?" He asked.
He shuddered at the words whispered so sexily.
His hands were shaking as he putted the ball. It hit a windmill again. HE grumbled but it rolled off of the windmill. It ever so slowly toppled into the hole.
Zack simply beamed.

Mike just laughed at him.
"Im getting a hard on and we are fucking playing mini golf." Mike laughed, the bulge in his pants clearly evident.

The smile on Zack's face grew.
"Hmm," Zack looked around. No one was here at the mometn. "How 'bout, if I make this one in one shout I get to give you a handjob right here." He smirked.