Ian Mickey Kiss Novels & Stories

Michael groaned into the kiss, his own hand finding Kevin's cock, squeezing hard. The circle cheered, a wild, chaotic sound that blended with the crashing waves. "Get it, boys!" Grace shrieked, laughing as she leaned back on her elbows. Then it was Mika's turn. She chose dare, and the dare was simple: make out with a girl. She didn't even wait for the countdown. She grabbed Grace, pulling her down into a tangle of limbs and laughter. They rolled over the teak deck, their kisses wet and sloppy. Mika's hand slid up Grace's top, her tongue darting out to lick a nipple through the thin fabric, then again, once she'd pushed the material aside. Grace gasped, her back arching, her fingers digging i

His voice was a low, gravelly rasp that made the hair on my arms stand up. ​I shook my head. "No." ​I reached out, pulling the fabric of his shirt in my hands, and pulled him down. Before he could say another word, I pressed my lips against his. ​I just kissed the hockey captain.

He was stupidly good-looking, and worse, he knew it. I turned back to Ricco, and asked, “Do the rules permit me to kiss someone else to save him instead?” Ricco’s lazy “Sure” was all the push I needed. I didn’t think, I just moved, chasing relief in the form of a stranger’s lips. Maybe one kiss could untangle this madness, maybe it wouldn’t but, at least I’d be doing something. Everyone in the room looked too entertained to care and too gay to judge. And that, somehow, made it worse.

He pulled back slightly and brought his head in close for a kiss, his lips brushing hers and his tongue snaked out and searching for hers as he gently kissed her. He broke the kiss, leaving Emma a little dazed and swaying slightly, and headed directly for Danni. As he got close, he reached out offering only a hand to shake, and merely said, "Hi," a smile crossing his face. "Hi?" she said, crossing her arms in mock anger. "They get hugs and kisses and I get a stupid handshake and a "Hi?"" Mike burst into laughter as Danni came forwards, followed by the others as they began to attack in tickle mode.

“Well, first оf аll, уоu hаvе tо kіѕѕ mе because those lірѕ belong tо me, аnd thе rеѕt, I’ll figure оut lаtеr when wе gеt bасk to thе hotel rооm.” “Thаt I саn do.” Hе рrеѕѕеd hіѕ lips uр tіght аgаіnѕt Elijah’s but іt ѕееmеd that wasn’t еnоugh аnd Elijah ѕооn took оvеr kissing him. Micha and Cоrіnnе whooped but оthеrѕ ѕееmеd to have аn іѕѕuе with іt.

“I didn't know Maurice had a daughter, but she's right! It cheers one up.” “Her problem is that she looks like her father…” Kiki's eyes widen at the comment, and she moves closer, still holding the sandal, tilting her face up to my ear. “I hope you're not trying to buy me.” “Never, far from me, the intentions here are noble.” When I realize she's leaning in to give me a kiss on the cheek, I stop her by holding her face and making her look at me. “Kissing on the cheek is a faggot thing. Either you kiss my mouth or you suck my dick, it's not like that here.”

He catches me just in time, our faces are only a few centimeters apart. My hand lands on his erection, accidentally of course. I press his member firmly. "But ma'am," I kiss him passionately, closing off his protests at the same time. Just as he's about to realize it, his penis is no longer in his pants, and his eyes widen in surprise. I hand him condoms. "Try with these, maybe it will work." "I can't do that." I kiss him again and get off the examination table to take him into my mouth. "Haaaaa"

he said to her. " Well what can I say"she said giggling. " Do you know something else that is tasty?"asked Micah with a cocky smile " What is " " Your lips"came his reply. " Oh. But how do you know that"she asked seductively. " Well I see it and I know a tasty lip when I see one"he said to her still with that cocky smile." And I know that yours is tasty too. "That still does not explain it" she said and then Micah brought his lips to hers and they kissed."I know now" he said cutting his eyes at her.

Mikey said sweetly as he tries to remove the frown on my face, “You know I can’t say no to your dad.” That I have to agree on because I know this part so well. My father is really not strict with me. He allows me to do anything that I want except be alone with Mikey for a long period of time. I know, I know that he means well, but for god sake. He has nothing to be afraid of because Mikey is already afraid of him to the point that I can count with my fingers just how many times I kissed Mikey. And take note again, that the kiss that we shared is just a peck on the lips because Mikey doesn’t allow it to be so much more.

“No matter what. I’d always come back.” And then, he pulled her in, and their lips met in a kiss that was unlike any they’d ever shared before. It wasn’t a kiss of passion or desire, not exactly. It was a kiss of survival, a kiss of gratitude, a kiss that said I’m here, you’re here, we made it. It was a kiss that tasted of smoke and tears and cold water, but it was also a kiss that tasted of love, of hope, of the future that was still waiting for them.