Name Drop

With some new clothes on, Luke walked down the stairs the next day trying everything possible to forget the events that happened yesterday.

I cannot believe my first time was with a guy! And what were those weird feelings I got in my...! Luke shook off the thought and cleared his mind of any reminders of sex. He hoped he wouldn't run into Miguel again so soon. Instead, he ran into Marlene. She went straight to business, "Alright Hane's here's your training schedule. You will attend dance classes at Madame Baurstreid's studio for your training on Monday. You will be going there every day until your performance. After that, the Madame has agreed to keep on training you within your schedule on a regular basis if your good enough to catch her attention."

"Huh?" Luke was perplexed as he took a sheet of paper from Marlene with what appeared to be an address to a studio with a schedule on it.

Marlene rolled her eyes, "Since you refused to take on any of the commercials or modelling gigs I recommended, you will be taking that dance gig we talked about. You will have to study the choreography with Madame Baurstreid and we don't have a lot of time. Once your finished, I want you to keep attending regularly so you will have a skill to add to your resume. Just do whatever she says Hane's, Madame Baurstreid doesn't tolerate slackers."

"But I don't..."

"NO! No, no, no!" Marlene raised her finger. Her tone was enraged "You're doing this Hanes! You already rejected several other job offers and if you read the contract correctly you are not in a position to deny opportunities I designate for you until you have reached a higher earning rate in your career. I could have sued you for rejecting so many of those offers or at the very least, make you pay a penalty fee. The only reason why I haven't done so already, and I do mean the only reason, is because Miguel agreed to take on more work for you just so you could sit around twiddling your thumbs. I accepted this because God knows he will be making bank for my agency. But you turn down one more job, especially a job as simple as this Hane's, and so help me I will not shy away from those penalty fees."

Luke glared, "Big deal, how much is this penalty fee anyway?"

Marlene smiled this time, "I figured you'd ask that. So I wrote down the amount on the bottom of your schedule so that you will remember what's at stake should you turn down another job."

Luke looked back at the schedule in his hand and his eyes went wide, "Holy...oh...yeah...no...no I cannot pay that." All the wind immediately came out of Luke's sails.

"Then you best be at Madame Baurstreid's studio at 8am on Monday, got it?"

Luke nodded meekly.

"Good, the rest of the details are written on the back of the schedule. Call if you have any questions." Just like that, Marlene walked away.

Luke stood at the bottom of the stairwell lost in thought as he read through the schedule. Dance lessons? Seriously?

Luke felt two big, lean, strong arms grab him from behind, "Hola, Hanes!" Miguel kissed his cheek.

"Wha-Miguel?! What are you doing!?" Luke squirmed in the man's arms.

"I want to hold you because you are so cute." Miguel planted several kisses along the side of Luke's face down to his neck and shoulder. Luke quivered and turned red. He was hoping to avoid Miguel today if only to forget about the little tryst they had yesterday on the couch. This current position wasn't helping much. Miguel moved one of his hands up Luke's shirt as he began to nibble on Luke's earlobe.

"A-Ah! Would you mind peeling off me!? I've got work to do!" Luke tried to sound as displeased as he could but he felt a **** stirring in his pants from Miguel's amorous attention.

"Hm?" Miguel only now noticed the paper in Luke's hand. He swiped it out of Luke's grip and began to read it while he casually kept his other hand up Luke's shirt to find his nipples. "Oh! Hanes is taking dance lessons. Can I come watch?" Miguel pinched and tweaked Luke's nipple.

"Nnnngh! No! You may not!" Luke tried to wiggle out of Miguel's grasp but to no avail. Luke couldn't fight Miguel's firm yet gentle arms anymore than he can fight off his own arousal in this state.

"When is performance Hanes? I want to come."

Luke managed to slip out of Miguel's hold but had to pull down on his shirt just so Miguel wouldn't see the growing tent in his pants. "I don't know when I am going to perform I was just reading it." Luke took his schedule back and placed it on the cabinet next to the stairwell.

Miguel shot Luke two thumbs up, "You are going to be amazing Hanes. Best in show!"

Luke rolled his eyes, "Whatever, I don't dance much and I don't really care. I just need to get Marlene off my back. Besides, I have to practice first at this Madame Borestraight's place or whatever her name is."

"You are better than you think Hanes. I saw your video thousands of times. With practice, Hanes will be the greatest ever. Best in whole world."

Luke's cheeks turned pink a little, "H-How many times do I have to tell you, my name is not Hanes! Why does everybody call me that now? Is it too hard to ask for one person to get my name right?"

Miguel stared at Luke for a moment then took a step forward wrapping Luke tightly in his arms. Luke froze, completely caught off guard. He felt the man's cheek brush against his own as he whispered in his ear, "Luke..." Miguel's voice sounded deep "...Lucas Ledford."

The words resounded throughout Luke's entire body. How long had it been since he heard his own name spoken by another? And his name certainly had never been spoken in such a tone before. Perhaps it was the impact of surprise but it sounded so sexy coming from Miguel. Luke was only now beginning to realize how much he missed the sound of his own name. The feeling of nostalgia was so overwhelming Luke felt himself melting as Miguel spoke again in his deep tone combined with his endearing accent, "Luke," Miguel kissed Luke gently on the lips "Luke," Miguel kissed him again, only deeper this time. Luke couldn't bring himself to pull away. He was completely transfixed. "Lucas Ledford." Miguel brought his tongue into the next kiss and that's when Luke completely lost it. Luke closed his eyes and threw his arms around Miguel's neck as they kissed more ferociously.

Grabbing Luke by the butt, Miguel hoisted him upwards causing Luke to wrap his legs around his waist. Miguel immediately observed that Luke was getting harder against his chest so he carried Luke up the stairs never once breaking their kiss. Their tongues kept entangling with each other as Miguel brought Luke all the way into his bedroom. Miguel dropped Luke on the side of the bed and knelt before him, positioning himself between Luke's legs.

Luke was starting to catch his breath after that make-out session when Miguel reached forward and undid his fly. Luke sat up, "Whoa! Hold on! What do you think you're doing!?" Miguel lowered the front of Luke's briefs and took his dick in his hand. Miguel tenderly stroked Luke's erection, gently squeezing the bulb of it's head. Luke shivered, "oh...no...ah...Miguel...you can't...ah..." With his free hand, Miguel pulled down the waist of Luke jeans and underwear down to his knees while he stroked. "Now wait a minute Miguel! Y-You can't...we're not gonna..." Luke's words were cut off as soon as Miguel leaned forward and took Luke's dick in his mouth. Luke's eyes turned to tennis balls and began to get watery. "Haaaaaah! Ah...oh! Mi-Miguel! Don't...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" As the heat of Miguel's mouth enveloped his cock, Luke's body quivered as he fell back into the bed. Miguel's hot tongue stroked Luke's shaft as it moved to circle the tip. Luke's eyes rolled to the back of his skull as Miguel's mouth sucked away on Luke's member with masterful technique. Luke's words were gone now; replaced by his moaning, "Hoooh...ohhhhh...ahhhhh...ahhhhhhhhhh!" Luke had never experienced such bliss before. Luke came quickly and Miguel swallowed it whole. "Oh...God..." Luke was still hard so Miguel kept sucking away. Luke was on the verge of climax once again when Miguel pulled off his pants completely then stood up to unzip his own.

Luke regained some lucidity once Miguel stopped sucking his penis, "Why...why did you stop...? Wait! Miguel, you're not gonna...!" Miguel grabbed the hem of Luke's shirt and yanked it right off his torso. The tall Argentinian placed a hand on Luke's chest and slid it down Luke's stomach admiring Luke's naked body. Luke was still with goosebumps and embarrassment. Luke felt so scrawny laying naked before this tall muscular man with the huge dick in his cool leather jacket.

Reaching for the nightstand next to the bed, Miguel pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube. Luke knew what was coming next, "What? No! Miguel, we can't...I still don't..." Miguel put on the condom as Luke crawled backward on the bed as if to get away but moved only about a single pace never even bothering to close his legs. Squirting some lube onto his hand, Miguel reached forward inserting two fingers into Luke's butt. "Ah...!" Luke let out a squeak as Miguel grabbed his leg to stop him from backing away any further.

"Luke, you move any further you will fall off my bed." Miguel chuckled while his fingers wiggled inside of Luke.

Luke let out an involuntary moan, "Ahhh! Miguel it'll hurt, and it feels weird. I don't think I can--oh!" Miguel inserted another finger once he grazed the spot inside of Luke that he had been looking for.

"Found you." Miguel looked gleeful as his fingers tapped Luke's special place.

Luke let out a noise that he couldn't identify, "Eeep! Wha-What is that...? That you keep--ah!--touching?"

"Próstata." Miguel answered, still loosening up Luke's hole.

"Pró...stata...? Ahh!" Luke felt ashamed wondering whether or not he might enjoy whatever that was. However, he didn't have time to collect his thoughts as Miguel grabbed the backs of Luke's knees and plunged his member deep inside him. "Haah!" Luke hollered. Miguel angled his dick to hit Luke's pleasure area, getting more and more familiar with the nooks and crannies of Luke's body. Miguel thrust his hips forward evoking a loud moan from Luke.

Luke gripped the sheets on the bed. "M-Miguel! I-It's too big!" Tears of fervor began to trickle down Luke's cheeks as his mind turned to mush. Miguel started to pick up the pace thrusting his hips a little faster. The pain Luke experienced in the beginning gradually faded away leaving only ecstasy behind. His limbs fell weak and he started making obscene noises even louder than before. Miguel bore down on Luke and kissed him passionately. Their arms wrapped around each other in their embrace. Miguel thrust even deeper inside of him. Luke ran his hands through Miguel's dark hair as they continued to make out. He made a humming sound in the back of his throat as Miguel's tongue traced the inside of his teeth. Miguel gave another thrust and Luke's body convulsed when the orgasm that he had been denied finally unleashed itself all over Miguel's shirt. They stopped kissing to take a breath, "M-Miguel..." Luke breathed.

"Yes, Luke?" Miguel delivered another thrust. There it was, his name. Luke couldn't believe how turned on he was getting hearing his own name coming from this man's deep voice. Miguel gave another thrust.

Luke's body shook with delight but he tried to pass it off as anger so he **** a glare, "Th-This isn't fair! If we're going to fuck like this, then....then you should at least take off your clothes! I can't be the only one naked here!"

Without even removing his dick from Luke, Miguel stood and quickly pulled his jacket and shirt right off. Miguel then scooped up Luke back in his arms and resumed kissing while delivering more frequent thrusts inside him in standing position. This not only let him explore deeper inside of Luke but it allowed him to shake his pants and boxer shorts right off his hips and down to his ankles. Luke would have been screaming if his mouth weren't already busy with Miguel's. He could feel Miguel's dick all the way inside him. All Luke could do was wrap his legs tightly around the larger man as he felt himself getting impaled. Miguel moved his lips off of Luke and smiled at him, "Better?"

Luke's face turned red as he scowled, "Just shut up and keep going!"

Miguel didn't need to be told twice. He brought his mouth back onto Luke's as they both collapsed back onto the bed. Miguel kicked away his pants and brought his full attention back to kissing and penetrating Luke. When the two men climaxed together, they didn't finish there. They rolled around the bed straining the mattress springs with their wanton actions.

Luke got on all fours and Miguel grabbed him by the hips thrusting inside him again. Luke's moaning became unrestrained. Miguel liked it when Luke moaned. He also liked the sight of Luke's buns when his hips collided with them. The way he pressed up against their softness and watched them jiggle a bit when he pulled out, the slapping sounds his waist made when he rammed himself inside of Luke, it was all so thrilling to Miguel. He couldn't stop himself from smiling.

Luke began to realize that this being their second time having sex, it was notably a lot better then their first time. It made Luke curious on how much further they could take this. Once Luke came again, he turned around and embraced Miguel for another kiss. Miguel answered back with more thrusts as his hands grabbed at Luke's buttocks, squeezing them firmly. The two of them continued to have sex until they both passed out from exhaustion tangled up in Miguel's sheets.