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Planning
It had really taken a lot of planning. Coordinated schedules and too many calls to both of their publicists, plus they'd had to schedule it around filming and press, and of course, Jamie. But they'd finally done it.
They were going on vacation. Just a quick little weekend trip to Seattle. But they were by themselves, without cell phones, laptops or even future scripts.
It was just Tom and Michael for the weekend.
No stress, no wife, no show.
Just them.
Michael smiled as he pulled up to Tom's house. The van was loaded with his suitcase and a cooler filled with soda and snacks. Tom was waiting for him. He was just as eager as Mike.
Tom greeted him with a quick kiss and tossed his duffel bag behind them. "Let's go."
Michael adjusted the purple sunglasses on his nose and nodded.
They were on their way.
~*~
Three hours later they were pulling into the Seattle city limits. Tom's job was navigator and they had precise directions from someone's assistant. They didn't even get lost once.
They found their hotel - the Madison Renaissance - with no problems and after parking, checked in quickly.
Michael was slightly amazed at how smoothly it was all going.
He snickered at the two beds and bounced on one of the mattresses.
Tom smiled and started organizing his things.
"Hey," Michael said. "We're finally on a real vacation. Together. Get over here and forget all that."
Tom turned, grinning. He pulled off his shirt and shimmied out of his pants without a word. He sprawled out on the other bed and said, "Blow me."
Michael saw that Tom's cock was hard and really, he couldn't think of a better idea. He crawled off the bed and quickly took his own clothes off.
Tom's legs hung over the side of the bed and Michael dropped to his knees between them. He loved sucking Tom's cock. He didn't get to do it nearly often enough.
He wanted to draw it out, tease Tom, take his time and enjoy himself. He didn't know if he would be able to control himself.
Michael started by lifting Tom's balls and leaning in to suck each into his mouth. Slowly, carefully; he knew how sensitive Tom was. He raised his head licked around the head of Tom's cock. Broad, sure strokes all around the tip, pushing into the slit, up and down the shaft.
Tom was moaning and trying to arch into Michael's mouth. Grinning, Michael started stroking with his hands as he sucked on the head.
That garnered him a groan and it was just encouragement.
Michael sucked more of Tom's cock into his mouth, his tongue never still, swirling around and licking as he sucked harder.
Tom whimpered when Michael spread his legs and settled a little closer. He wanted all of Tom.
Michael took a deep breath in through his nose before letting it out and swallowing Tom's cock.
"Fuck," Tom yelled. And the babbling that followed just made Michael move faster.
"Suck me, Michael. That's it, just how I like it. Take it all. Don't stop."
Like Michael had any intentions of doing that.
Hands found their way to his head, but Michael didn't mind. He liked it when Tom fucked his mouth.
It didn't last as long as Michael had originally wanted. Tom's rhythm grew erratic and he made an incoherent noise as he came.
Swallowing, Michael crawled next to Tom and kissed him deeply.
They were supposed to do touristy things all day tomorrow.
Michael smiled as Tom shifted and kissed him again.
Maybe they wouldn't make it out of their room. That would suit him just fine. The Space Needle and Pike's Place Market would be there next time.
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