JereMike: Puppet

((This comes up to my mind, just to at least make you guys happy a bit because of the sad story :3 It's a small story while I type the next chapter so enjoy~))

_No POV_

"Hgh.."

"What about here?"

"A-ah! There..!"

"Keep your voice down now..don't want others to hear you."

"I can't..it just felt so good~"

"Hm..here?"

"Ah! Yes Mike!"

"Shhhh~"

"Hm..~ ah..yes..that's the spot.."

"Good to hear."

"D-don't rub too much.."

"I know, I won't."

Jeremy gripped the couch as Mike was all focused, doing what he must do. The young male was all in pleasure, laying down on his stomach with Mike on top.

"M-Mike..go faster, please.."

"Alright."

"Ah..yes~ that really felt good!~"

"Heh, I told you I'm good at this."

As the two enjoy themselves, the chubby friend of Jeremy's walked downstairs.

"What're you two doing?!"

The two male stopped, looking at their ginger friend who has a red face, all in complete shock. From the view of the boy, Jeremy was being humped by Mike.

Mike was confused as he got up, his head tilted with confusion. Jeremy just whined at the loss.

"Miiiikee! You owned me for this!"

"What the hell's going on?!"

"Well, I asked him to carry his things because of moving out and now he had back pains. I owned him for being an ass and making him carry all the boxes."

"I'm waiting."

"Yeah, yeah."

Fritz gone quiet as Mike went back to Jeremy, sitting down just beside his hips before continuing where he left off, making the younger male smile.

"You two are weird. At least keep it down, jeez." Fritz walked back upstairs to continue playing his game.

Mike just rolled his eyes and make his friend felt relief with his massages.