Can't Let You Go

***Time Stamp: December 31st***

"How much longer?"

"About 45 min. why Frankie?"

"Cause I want to make sure I have time to blow you and make you cum when the clock strikes 12."

“Eeeww, TMI you guys! Christa is here remember?'"

"So, that’s a better plot then most gay porn."

"Christa!"

Gerard giggled, burying his red face into Frank's neck.</>

"So, do you guys do New Year resolutions?"

Patrick asked the room...to change the subject cause Mikey was also trying to disappear at the mention of his brother's sex life.

"Nah cause no one ever keeps them. Remember Frankie when you said you were gonna be a vegetarian?"

"That's not fair cause the next day Bob made those amazing mushroom bacon burgers!"

"Oh don't blame me shorty, I happen to know you made yourself a bacon sandwich in the middle of the night...hours before I made those burgers."

Frank blushed and everyone laughed.

"I was doing a last hurrah."

Bob nodded.

"Yeah...with a whole pack of bacon."

"Fuck you Bryar."

Frank stormed out of the room with Satan following close behind. Gerard frowned at Bob, shaking his head at the other man before running after his fiancé. Bob threw his hands in the air.

"I was only joking."

"Just ignore Frankie, he's sensitive about certain things and other things he's is just...well Frankie."

Mikey snuggled more into Patrick's side.

"Hey Ray, can you throw another log in the fire?"

"Sure thing."

As Ray got up Mikey turned to Patrick.

"Can I talk to you for a bit Trick?"

"Sure baby..."

Patrick stood up from his seat, offering Mikey his hand.

"Let's go somewhere more private."

Mikey and Patrick got up and left. Mikey led Patrick to the conservatory that led to the greenhouse. It was warmed by its own fireplace and it cast a soft green and yellow glow around them. The snow had lightly fallen on the ground. It was peaceful, it was perfect. Patrick sat down on one of the sofas, pulling Mikey into his lap with a gentle tug on his hand.

"So baby, what do you want to talk about?"

Mikey didn't say anything though. He moved so that he was straddling Patrick's lap and kissed him. Patrick's hands went straight to Mikey's hips, squeezing lightly as he kissed back, his eyes slipping closed. Mikey pressed into the kiss more letting out a small whimper as he pushed down with his hips. Patrick stilled Mikey's hips and pulled back a little to look into the boy's eyes.

"You sure?...I don't want you to feel like you have to do something you're not ready for. I can wait...I'd wait forever for you."

"Patrick...shut up."

Mikey gave a small smile and kissed him again. Patrick smiled into the kiss, then pulled back again.

"So to be clear...you're saying you're ready?"

He liked to tease, but he was also really big on explicit consent. Mikey rolled his eyes playfully. He reached between his legs and gripped Patrick's hidden cock making him moan.

"Does this answer your question?..."

Mikey's face went from playful to lustful.

"Take me Trick. Take me and make me yours."

"Here?...or do you want to go somewhere a little more..."

He waved a hand around at the big windows that surrounded them.

"...private?"

Mikey squeezed his cock again and just kissed him. Patrick moaned into the kiss and slid his hands from Mikey's waist, down to the boy's ass, kneading it gently as he pushed his own hips up. Mikey gasped and lifted his hips to let Patrick grasp more of his ass. Patrick took the opportunity to deepen the kiss as he spread his fingers wide over Mikey's cheeks. Mikey started to pant heavily. Patrick moved his mouth to Mikey's ear, kissing and nibbling the skin on his way.

"I want you..."

He growled quietly.

"I want you naked in my lap, riding my cock like your life depends on it...is that what you want baby?...do you want me inside you?"

"Yes."

It was breathless and barely a whisper.

"Tell me baby. Tell me what you want me to do."

"Strip me. Open me up for you..."

Patrick smiled, sucking colours into Mikey's skin, just below the boy's ear. Mikey grappled for more purchase as he dug his fingers into Patrick's jacket.

"More skin. Want to feel you."

Patrick chuckled.

"But I want to see you first. Strip for me baby. Let me see all of you."

Mikey whined, but got up. He stood there a bit awkwardly in the tuxedo style black and white cocktail dress as he started to undo the buttons slowly. Patrick smiled softly at him, pulling his tie undone as he watched every move the boy made. Once the buttons were open, Mikey slipped the suspenders off his shoulders and started to shake his hips a little letting the skirt fall. Patrick licked his lips slightly.

"You're so...beautiful..."

He breathed, his eyes trailing over the pale flesh revealed to him. Mikey was standing there is a simple camisole and stockings. Patrick took a shaky breath.

"Come here baby."

Mikey walked over and into Patrick's arms.

"Did you want me to take the shoes off?"

Patrick looked down at Mikey's black and white Mary-Janes. He liked them, but he wanted to be able to touch every part of the gorgeous boy. He nodded.

"Yeah, take 'em off baby."

He'd never really told anyone this, but he had a bit of a foot fetish. Mikey stepped back and gracefully picking up a foot placed it on Patrick's thigh.

"Can you do it for me?"

Well that is what happened in his mind, but as soon as he tried to balance on one foot, he lost control and tumbled backwards, landing on his ass hard. Patrick's eyes widened and he rushed out of his chair to the boy's side, dropping to his knees on the floor.

"Baby are you ok?"

Mikey started to laugh.

"Guess you can dress me up like a rich man, but you can't hide the clumsy poor boy inside huh?"

Patrick sighed in relief that Mikey apparently wasn't hurt. He smiled softly at him, reaching up to tuck the boy's hair behind his ear, fingers grazing his pink cheek.

"I wouldn't have you any other way baby...you're perfect to me."

Mikey blushed, but didn't turn away.

"I know that now."

He held his hand out for Patrick to take to help him up. Patrick took Mikey's delicate hand in his and kissed his fingertips, before slipping his arms under the boy's knees and around his back, and scooping him up into his arms bridal style, standing in one smooth move. He felt Mikey tense slightly and heard his startled gasp. He smiled gently at him, moving back to his seat and sitting down with the boy in his lap.

"There, isn't that more comfortable than the floor?"

He smirked slightly.

"Yes and a lot warmer. Now where were we...oh yes..."

Mikey held onto Patrick as he lifted his foot up and placed it on Patrick's thigh.

"I was about to ask you if you would do me the honors."

Patrick felt his cock twitch at the thought.

"Of course..."

He swallowed, praying his hand wouldn't shake as he carefully undid the little buckle on Mikey's shoe and slipped it off. He placed the shoe on the chair next to him and picked up Mikey's foot before he could switch feet. He gave the clearly confused boy a wink, then leaned down to kiss his toes.

"Can I take off your stocking too?"

"Not yet, I...I wanna try something I once saw..."

Mikey wasn't about to say that it was on an adult cartoon that Gerard was watching with Frank called hentai. Patrick raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?...and what's that then?"

"Um...Iwannagiveyouafootrub."

Mikey blushed so hard he felt his temperature rising. Patrick raised his other brow.

"Say that again...a little slower please."

Mikey took a deep breath.

"I want to rub your cock with my stockinged foot and make you cum."

Patrick swallowed...this was better than he could've ever hoped for.

"Um...o-ok then. That sounds...fucking amazing actually."

He smiled wide. Mikey breathed a sigh of relief.

"So you can stay up here and I can go on the floor or you can go on the floor, but it has to be high to low."

Patrick thought for a moment then smiled.

"I think I'll stay up here."

“Okay."

Mikey slipped off the sofa to the floor. He leaned on his elbows and looked up at his fiancé.

"Show me baby."

Patrick took a breath, then unzipped his pants. He hesitated, his hand hovering over his still covered cock.

"You sure you're ready baby?"

He didn't want this to stop, but if Mikey wasn't 100% ready for this, then it would end right now. Mikey ran a foot up his thigh.

"So ready."

Patrick nodded, taking another breath and slipping his hand into his pants. He groaned slightly as his fingers touched his cock. His eyes fixed on the beautiful boy below him, he carefully pulled his cock free. He silently prayed that Mikey wouldn't get up and run away. Mikey took a breath. Patrick's cock was beautiful. He carefully brought his stockinged foot up to the shaft and ran it up the underside along the prominent vain. Patrick gasped breathily.

"Oh God..."

Mikey liked hearing that sound. It encouraged him and he lifted the other foot and started working it in tandem. Patrick's eyes rolled back and he let out a somewhat embarrassing noise...but he really didn't care, cause it just felt SO FUCKING GOOD!! He clenched his hands on the arms of the chair, determined not to embarrass himself further by cumming in a flat second like a 26 year old virgin...which he definitely is not by the way.

"Fuck God yes!..."

He muttered through clenched teeth. Mikey smirked and shifted his body to reach more. He ran his toes over the head and massaged it. He could feel Patrick leaking through the stocking and it was really turning him on. Patrick was panting, his hips jerking upward slightly, even as he tried to keep them still.

"So good baby...not gonna l-last."

"Cum for me, I want to see it. I want to feel it."

Patrick groaned again.

"I'm gonna. So...close..."

His eyes closed and he bucked up unintentionally...then he was cumming, spilling over Mikey's stockinged feet with a moan that was probably much louder than it should've been when there were other people in the house. The sensation was like nothing he ever experienced before. He could feel the warm cum seeping into the fabric and it should have felt gross, but instead it was a turn on as evident in the hard on that Mikey was sporting, peeking out of the top of his panties. Patrick panted as he started to come down. He opened his eyes, a satisfied smile on his lips. He looked down at Mikey.

"Wow baby, that was..."

He let out a heavy breath, grinning. He took hold of Mikey's stockinged feet, his thumbs rubbing small circles into the souls.

"Can you take these off now?...I really want to suck your pretty toes clean."

Mikey moaned as his eyes fluttered.

"Please."

"You want me to take them off?"

"Yes."

Mikey lifted his hips slightly indicating the clasp that kept the stocking attached to the garter belt. Patrick slid his hands slowly up Mikey's stockings, feeling the boy shiver slightly at his touch. He smiled unclipping the clasps without looking when his fingers found them...he couldn't keep his eyes off of Mikey's pretty face. When the stockings were free, he gently rolled them down Mikey's legs, careful not to put ladders in the delicate fabric. He carefully took them off of Mikey's feet and couldn't hold back any longer. He picked up Mikey's right foot and brought it up to his mouth, tongue sliding out to lick his own cum from the boy's toes. Mikey eyes rolled into the back of his head as he let out a groan and nearly fell back off his elbows. He had never liked his feet, but Patrick made everything about him sexy. Patrick wrapped his tongue around Mikey's big toe, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it...he could feel himself starting to get hard again already.

"Fuck, Trick, I need you."

Patrick moved to each of Mikey's other toes in turn, his eyes fixed on the squirming boy...he really loved to tease. Mikey just whined more. Patrick pulled off of Mikey's little toe, placing the foot in his lap and picking up the other one.

"Would you do something for me baby...while I finish cleaning you up?"

Mikey moved his foot to Patrick's half hard cock and caressed it with his toes lightly.

"What's that?"

Patrick smirked, licking up the soul of Mikey's foot.

"Touch yourself...I want to see you make yourself..."

He blew warm air on Mikey's toes.

"...cum."

Mikey smiled and pulled himself away from Patrick eliciting a whine from him at the loss of Mikey's feet. He gracefully rose from the floor and laid out on one of the many chez lounge chairs. Instead of taking his cock out though, he began to rub up and down on it still mostly hidden inside it's lace covering. He closed his eyes and pressed his head back, his mouth falling into an obscene O. Patrick hummed, leaning forward in his seat for a better view, licking his lips.

"Mikey, have you ever...fingered yourself?"

"Noooope."

He popped the P as he groaned out the word. Mikey loved the way lace felt on his shaft.

"Mikey...finger yourself..."

Patrick licked his lips again.

"For me?"

Mikey stopped touching himself and turned his head to Patrick, opening his eyes.

"No."

He then slunk off the lounge and started to crawl towards his fiancé. Patrick raised an eyebrow.

"No?"

Mikey stopped partway there. He ran his hands up and down his body and brought fingers to his mouth to suck on them.

"No one has ever touched me there...not even Gabe."

Patrick's lip curled at that slime's name.

"Good!..."

He growled, then forced himself to calm.

"No more mentions of that asshole..."

He smirked, chuckling slightly.

"Now come here baby, so I can play with yours."

Mikey smirked and turned around. He slipped his fingers into the top of his panties and slowly pulled them down revealing his ass to Patrick.

"Come and get it."

Patrick groaned quietly, then slipped off of the chair and onto his knees, moving up behind the boy. He reached out and gently massaged Mikey's soft, pale cheeks.

"So pretty."

He carefully spread Mikey's cheeks, then leaned in and licked over the boy's tight, virgin hole.

"Ahhhhhhh."

Mikey knew what Patrick was doing. Gabe had tried to do this to him back then, but Mikey pushed him away thinking it was wrong or dirty. Now though Mikey wanted to do everything for Patrick and let Patrick do what he wanted to him. Patrick smiled, gently kneading Mikey's ass.

"Relax baby, I'll go as slow as you need me to."

Mikey pushed back against Patrick as his answer. Patrick smiled, then buried his face between Mikey's cheeks, pressing the tip of his tongue inside. Mikey dragged his nails on the ground seeking purchase. He knew Ray was going to kill him if he had to repair the floor, but he didn't care right now. Patrick groaned at the taste...he'd always loved eating ass, but this boy tasted better than anyone ever had before. He used his tongue to start opening Mikey up, pressing further in and exploring the tight space. He would add his fingers soon, but for now, he just wanted to use his tongue.

"More, need *pant pant* more."

Patrick licked and sucked at Mikey's rim, then pushed his tongue back in, adding one finger along side it. Now Mikey jumped. He had not been penetrated before and the tongue was soft, but the finger...it was there and real and...Mikey felt himself tightening up. Patrick withdrew his digit.

"Relax baby...I got you..."

Mikey shuddered and nodded.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, no please don't."

"Ok..."

Patrick licked a broad stripe over Mikey's hole.

"I'll go slow."

"Th-Thank you."

Patrick pushed his tongue back in, rubbing the pad of his finger around the rim, but not pressing in just yet. He waited for Mikey to relax more. Mikey pushed his ass out and put his face down.

"I'm going to try adding a finger again. Tell me if it hurts or you want me to stop..."

Patrick reached over to the little cabinet next to his chair, opening the bottom drawer. He slipped his hand inside and pulled out a little bottle of lube that he'd spotted in there a couple weeks back, after he caught Frank fucking Gerard up against the wall in there. He squirted some onto his fingers, then put the bottle down next to him and returned his full attention to Mikey's sweet little ass. He spread Mikey's cheeks with his clean hand, then leaned in and licked his tongue inside the boy's hole, rubbing one lubed fingertip around the rim before slowly pressing it inside. Mikey fought to not tense up and let the intrusion happen. He knew Patrick would not hurt him and he knew this was an important part of safe sex as his brother had told him multiple times.

"I got you baby. Try to just breathe and relax."

Mikey nodded and did just that. Patrick moved his finger in as slowly as he could, he understood that it hurt...it's not like he'd never bottomed ever. The drag was different, Mikey knew it would be, but it felt delicious and new and he knew he wanted more, but his voice wasn't working. Patrick felt Mikey relax around his digits. He smiled.

"Good boy..."

He murmured.

"Remember, tell me if you need me to stop."

He started slowly moving his finger in and out, loving how tight the boy was, but still concerned about hurting him. Mikey just remembered to breathe through it all. Patrick leaned in again, licking around the boy's hole, teasing his tongue inside as he carefully opened him up.

"More, I want more."

"Another finger my love?...are you sure?"

"Yes, I am ready, I can take it."

Patrick hummed, blowing warm air over Mikey's slick hole.

"Ok baby. Relax..."

He withdrew his index finger, then pressed it back in, along with his middle finger.

"You ok?"

"F-Fine, I'm g-good."

Patrick lay a soft kiss on Mikey's right cheek, then started to slowly move two fingers in and out, picking up the pace a little when he heard Mikey moan. He smiled, pushing his tongue in as well. Mikey pressed back trying to get more. He wanted everything that this wonderful man had to offer him. Patrick moved his fingers quicker, then removed them and pushed in three, curling them to find the boy's prostate.

"Oh God! That feels..."

"Good?..."

It felt more than that, but Mikey didn't know how to speak. He forgot the English language again. Patrick took Mikey's whines and mewls, and the fact that he was starting to push back again, as good signs. He rubbed his fingertips against the boy's prostate for a minute before letting up. He carefully withdrew his fingers again, pressing soft kisses to Mikey's lower back.

"Lay down on your back for me baby."

He reached over to his chair to grab a cushion to put under Mikey's head. Mikey shuddered and felt empty when Patrick pulled his fingers out. Still he obeyed and turned around. Patrick handed him the cushion, then once Mikey was comfortable, leaned down, sucking the boy's hard and leaking cock into his mouth as he pressed his fingers back inside.

"Oh God, Patrick yes!..."

Patrick loved hearing that, knowing that he was making his baby feel good. He took every inch of Mikey into his mouth, swallowing around him as he started fucking him with his fingers.

"Trick, baby, please, I need you."

Patrick smiled as he pulled off with a wet pop. He slowly withdrew his fingers and grabbed the lube bottle again. He squirted some onto his hand and gave his cock a few slow strokes, groaning at the feeling, then moved to hover over the Mikey, his face close to the boy's.

"You sure baby?"

"Yes, I have been waiting for so long."

Patrick smiled, pressing a soft kiss to Mikey's lips before lifting the boy's legs and lining himself up with his slick hole. Carefully, holding Mikey's thighs gently, he pushed slowly into his tight heat. Patrick was big. Really big. Not that Mikey had any comparison, but big is big and fuck it hurt so much. More than Mikey expected it to. Patrick heard Mikey whimper and saw tears slip from his eyes, he stilled, reaching up to wipe at the salt on the boy's cheeks.

"Shh baby, don't cry. Do you want to stop?"

"N-N-No."

Patrick leaned in and kissed away the fresh tears.

"I won't move till you're ready. You tell me when."

Mikey just nodded and took a shuddering breath as he tried to relax so that Patrick could push in further. After a few moments of concentrating on his breathing he felt a bit better.

"Okay, you can move again."

Patrick kissed Mikey's lips and pressed in a little further, watching and listening for any sign of pain. He stilled as he heard Mikey whimper.

"You good baby?"

"Yesssss, keep going."

Honestly Mikey just wanted to get it over with. Patrick wasn't totally convinced, but he nodded and slowly pushed in the rest of the way, his lips pressed to Mikey's the whole time. Now Mikey was crying. He had never felt so full in his life and it wasn't completely pleasant. Patrick frowned.

"Baby please...if it's too much..."

He brushed his fingers over Mikey's cheek.

"...we could always try a different position. You might find it easier on top, or...or we could swap?"

"O-On top?"

"Yeah, you could ride me. The angle might be better for you."

"Y-Yeah, let's try th-that."

Patrick smiled softly as he carefully pulled out. Mikey felt his body relax and he watched as Patrick went to sit on the lounge after replacing the cushion. Patrick got settled and smiled down at his fiancé.

"Come on baby. Come up here and we'll try it this way..."

Mikey crawled up onto Patrick's lap gingerly. Patrick pulled him in close and kissed him sweetly. He reached behind the boy, his fingertips brushing Mikey's entrance. Mikey whimpered again, but this time it felt good. He liked when Patrick touched him like that. Patrick pulled back from the kiss to meet Mikey's eyes.

"Baby, if you can't handle this, we don't have to do it. There's plenty of things we can do that will make you feel good without hurting. Just don't push yourself, ok?"

"I'm good, really I am, and I want to, I just..."

"Just what baby?"

Patrick continued to tease his finger around Mikey's hole.

"I...I want you so bad Trick, I..."

Mikey started to squirm around on Patrick's lap.

"You want this?...you want to try again?...you want my big hard cock in your tight little hole?..."

Patrick smirked.

"That what you want?"

"Yes, fuck yes."

Mikey lifted his body up. Patrick took hold of his own hard and leaking cock, lining it up with Mikey's hole and steadying himself.

"When you're ready baby. Take your time. We got all the time in the world..."

Mikey nodded and taking a deep breath, let it out as he started to bear down. Patrick held Mikey's hip with his free hand, gently stroking his thumb over the pale flesh to soothe him.

"Breath babe. You're doing so good."

Mikey nodded feeling tears slip from his closed eyes as he gripped Patrick's shoulder tightly, sinking slowly down onto Patrick's thick cock. Patrick cooed softly to him, removing his hand from around his shaft once there was enough of him inside the boy. He put that hand onto Mikey's other hip, carefully guiding him until he was seated fully in his lap. Mikey was breathing. it didn't hurt the same as before. Oh it still hurt, but he was able to take it easier in this position. He slowed his breathing down and looked at Patrick with watery eyes.

"I love you."

Patrick smiled wide.

"I love you too baby, so very much."

Mikey leaned in and kissed him and began to move his hips in small circles. Patrick moaned at how amazing the movement felt, but made sure to stay still and let Mikey go at his own pace. Slowly moving his hips was not enough and Mikey started to moved up and down just a bit. Patrick's eyes rolled back slightly, he was going to have to think of something gross to stop himself from cumming early. Bob in a bikini?...not nearly gross enough. He moaned louder. Mikey felt it, he couldn't stop it. It was like he was 16 again with the copy of Playgirl. He bit his lip and started cumming. As Mikey's walls clenched hard around him, Patrick couldn't hold back any longer...images of the time he'd walked in on his grandad in lingerie with a blow-up sheep in his lap weren't enough to stop him now, as he came hard inside the beautiful boy in his arms, filling him up till it started to leak out again. Mikey fell forward on Patrick's shoulder panting.

"Holy shit, that was intense!"

Patrick nodded for a moment as he tried to get his breathing under control. He ran his hands gently up and down Mikey's back as he felt the boy relax against him.

"Yes baby, it was..."

He tilted his head to meet Mikey's eyes.

"Are you alright my love?"

"Yeah, but I can't believe I came so fast. Was it still good?"

Patrick chuckled, leaning in to press his lips to Mikey's red cheek.

"It was amazing baby, truly...and you know, I came fast too! You don't want to know what I was thinking to try to hold off."

"I suppose we can try again later..."

Just then there was shouting from the living room.

"3, 2, 1 HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

Mikey looked at his fiancé and realised so much has changed in his life in one year. He was so grateful for his family and his new family.

"Happy New Year Patrick."

Patrick smiled softly, tucking Mikey's sweaty hair behind his ear.

"Happy New Year Mikey..."

He kissed Mikey gently.

"Now, let's get cleaned up and go snuggle up in bed. We're gonna have forever together my love, and I'm going to spend every second making you feel like the beautiful prince that you are."

He carefully lifted Mikey up off of him, wincing at his oversensitivity as his softening cock slipped free.

Mikey smiled shyly. He didn't care that Patrick was rich with money cause more important, he was rich in heart. He gathered up their clothing not even bothering to get dressed. He stood there waiting for the man of his dreams to sweep him off his feet and carry him off into the sunset. Patrick stood, leaving the lube bottle where it was as he scooped Mikey up into his arms and carried him out of the conservatory and up to the first floor. He walked straight past Mikey’s room to his own, opening the door awkwardly before taking him inside and laying him on the bed. He walked back to the door and looked over at his fiancé, meeting his gaze.

"I love you Mikey. I won’t ever let you go."

He closed the door and walked over to the bed, climbing on and pulling Mikey into his arms. Tomorrow would be the beginning of the rest of their lives.

Notes

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