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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      5_Seconds_of_Summer_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Michael_Clifford/Luke_Hemmings
  Character:
      Michael_Clifford, Luke_Hemmings
  Additional Tags:
      basically_lucas_cant_get_his_boner_to_go_down, and_it_ends_in_michael
      fucking_him, not_really_much_to_say, besides_this_was_the_first_guy/guy
      thing_ive_ever_done, wooo_buttsex, omfg
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-04-01 Words: 2163
****** Help ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Luke has a little problem that won’t go away, so he goes to Michael
     for help. And Michael is quite happy to sort it out for him.
 Luke whimpered in defeat from where he was laid in bed, completely naked. His
hand fell away from his cock, where it had been for the last hour. He had
gotten a random boner, as teenage boys around his age do, so he had locked
himself in his and Michael’s hotel room to take care of it, as Michael was out,
finally doing something to fix the fact that he was losing his hair, much to
everyone’s relief.
   Luke had been watching all sorts of porn to try and help. Any porn he could
usually get of to, sometime several times, he tried, praying for the best, but
none had helped, unfortunately. And so, the boy was left with an almost
painfully hard boner, with no way of getting it to go down himself. The sound
of the door clicking shut a few rooms down registered in his ears, and he sat
up. Michael had gone into Ashton and Calum’s room, as there was better wifi in
there, and so he really only slept in the hotel room he shared with Luke. Luke
bit his lip for a moment, tongue darting across the groove created by his
teeth.
   ”He’s gonna laugh…”
   Luke got to his feet, shuffling around the room to grab a pair of sweatpants
and a large shirt that was probably Michael’s, not that he cared. He left the
room, dashing through the hall, slowly pushing the door of Ashton and Calum’s
hotel room open, poking his head inside to see Michael laid out on the ground,
laptop on his stomach.
   ”M-Mikey?”
   Michael lifted his head.
   ”What?”
   ”If I ask you something, will you laugh?”
   ”Only if it’s a funny question.”
   ”How do you make a boner that won’t go down, go down?”
   Michael blinked, sitting up.
   ”What?”
   ”I, uhm, it’s been an hour, and I can’t get it to go down.”
   ”Fuck your hand?”
   ”I did that, I’m not dumb.”
   ”Well…how hard are you, it might just not be going down because you’re
giving it attention, I dunno.”
   Luke sighed, opening the door wider and lifting Michael’s shirt from where
it was covering his boner to show the older boy the massive tent in his
sweatpants.
   ”It’s not gonna go down, and it’s hurting a little bit. Not like bad, just
when you need to come really bad, because I can’t.”
   Michael slowly closed his laptop, standing and reaching for the waistband of
Luke’s pants. Luke flinched back, and Michael sighed.
   ”What?”
   ”I’m in the hallway, someone might see.”
   ”Fine.”
   Michael grabbed Luke’s hand, pulling him back to their hotel room.
   ”What-“
   ”I wanna make sure your dick isn’t broken.”
   ”I know you’re into guys as well as girls, but-“
   ”So are you.”
   Luke glared at Michael’s back before Michael gently pushed Luke into their
hotel room, flipping on the light and locking the door. Luke sat on the bed,
twiddling his thumbs as Michael kicked his shoes off before he turned to look
at the blond boy.
   ”Right, whip it out.”
   Luke bit his lip ring, and Michael sighed.
   ”Luke, I can’t help you if-“
   Michael shook his head, cutting himself off, walking across the room and
crouching slightly, nearly yanking Luke’s sweatpants off, almost smiling at the
sight of Luke’s hard cock. A blush flushed Luke’s face pink, disappearing down
into his covered chest. Michael hummed for a second as he examined Luke’s cock
before looking up at the younger boy, who honestly wasn’t concerned about the
condition of his genitalia anymore. He was more concerned about the fact that
Michael was between his thighs, so close to his hard cock that he could feel
Michael’s hot breath fanning over it, the tattooed boy’s beautiful pink lips
parted ever so slightly.
    Luke could think about Michael’s lips for ages. They were just so nice, and
just pretty. Luke often wondered what it’d be like to kiss his bandmate, just
how Michael’s pretty lips would feel against his own. Or trailing kisses down
Luke’s long body. And Luke especially thought about how pretty Michael’s lips
would look wrapped around his cock. Just how nice Michael’s mouth would feel.
Fuck, Michael’s entire mouth was just pretty.
   ”Luke, did you hear what I said?”
   Luke blinked, looking away from Michael’s mouth to his eyes, blue finally
meeting green instead of pink.
   ”Sorry, what?”
   ”I said, it just looks like you might need a bit of help with it.”
   ”Great, of course I need to go get a girl and pray she won’t tell.”
   ”You have me.”
   ”Michael-“
   ”Do you want it to go down or not?”
   ”Yes.”
   ”Then shut up.”
   Luke took a slow breath, and Michael tapped at the hem of the shirt that
Luke had stolen from him, signaling that he wanted the younger boy to take it
off. It was tossed into some far corner of the room, and Michael kneeled in
front of the blond boy, sitting back on his ankles, looking like he was
admiring the younger boy before him for a moment.
   ”For fuck’s sake Michael, if all you’re gonna do is stare-“
   ”Hush Lukey.”
   The red and black haired boy reached out, wrapping his hand around Luke’s
cock, making him squirm slightly as Michael pumped it.
   ”Why are you wiggling, stop.”
   ”You’re touching my dick, it’s weird.”
   ”Stop thinking about it being weird and think about fucking someone.”
   Luke huffed, and Michael rolled his eyes before leaning in, slowly licking a
flat stripe up Luke’s cock, following the vein. Luke let out a surprised, but
pleased sound, attention focused completely on Michael and his mouth. He slowly
took Luke into his mouth, making the other boy swear under his breath, gently
running his fingers through Michael’s hair.
   Michael began bobbing his head, and Luke closed his eyes, moaning, feeling
as if he were in heaven. Michael just laughed, causing Luke’s hips to buck at
the vibration. Michael glared up at him, smacking his hip for nearly choking
him. Luke mumbled out an unsincere apology, enjoying the sight of Michael’s
lips wrapped around him.
   ”Were you fucking born for this, oh god.”
   Michael looked up at Luke, stopping for a moment before he pulled off to
laugh.
   ”Yes, clearly I was born for the sole intent of sucking Luke Hemmings’
cock.”
   ”Mmhm, now get back to it.”
   Luke pushed Michael’s head back to where it was, and the older boy
obligingly took Luke’s cock back into his mouth. He hollowed his cheeks out,
listening to Luke moaning his name as the younger boy’s fingers tightened in
his hair.
   ”M-Michael, I-“
   Michael just hummed softly in acknowledgement, and Luke’s fingers tightened
even further in his dyed hair, unconsiously pulling Michael closer as he came,
mouth open as he panted. Michael pulled off of him, looking up at the boy.
   ”You okay now?”
   ”Y-yeah.”
   Michael stood, pushing Luke back and leaning over him, lips brushing against
his.
   ”Well, I’m not.”
   A smile appeared on Michael’s face as Luke reached out for Michael’s jeans,
fumbling with the button and zipper.
   ”What are you doing?”
   ”You, hopefully.”
   Michael just laughed, kicking his jeans off, leaving them on the floor,
getting onto the bed as Luke scooted back towards the pillows.
   ”I’m perfectly fine with that.”
   ”Mmhm. Just go easy on me, we have to walk a lot tomorrow.”
   Michael smiled, leaning in to kiss the younger boy.
   ”I will.”
   ”Good.”
   Luke pulled his shirt off, throwing it towards Michael’s bed, probably not
landing it there anyway. Michael suddenly sat up from where he was leaving
bruises along Luke’s body with his mouth, going off to his suitcase.
   ”What are you-“
   ”Do you really wanna be fucked dry?”
   ”No.”
   ”Then shut up.”
   Luke just pouted, crossing his arms as he waited for Michael to come back to
him, lube and a condom in hand.
   ”So, have you ever-“
   ”No.”
   ”Right. I’ll be gentle then.”
   Michael set down the bottle and condom on the bed next to Luke, kissing him
once, twice, three times, before the taller boy wrapped his arms around
Michael’s neck, pulling him closer.
   ”Mikey, can we just-“
   ”Hush. You’re too nervous.”
   Luke mumbled in protest as Michael kissed him again, gently pumping Luke’s
cock to get him hard again.
   “‘M not nervous.”
   ”You are.”
   ”Just a little.”
   ”Just relax.”
   ”Mmhm.”
   Michael kissed his shoulder, liberally coating his fingers with lube, slowly
working one into Luke, watching the younger boy’s face. Luke just sucked in a
breath, and Michael bit his lip, concerned.
   ”Is it okay?”
   ”Y-yeah.”
   ”You can tell me if you wanna stop.”
   ”No, ‘s good. More.”
   Michael nodded, shifting slightly from where he was kneeling between Luke’s
legs to kiss the younger boy’s forehead as he slowly pumped his finger before
adding another, grinning as Luke whined, trying to wiggle closer to him.
   ”No, no.”
   ”Then fucking do it better.”
   Michael raised an eyebrow, leaning back slightly and retracting his hand.
   ”How do you suggest I do this, I’m just trying not to hurt you.”
   Luke huffed.
   ”I’m not made of glass, you don’t need to be so gentle.”
   Michael rolled his eyes.
   ”Yeah, but you’re made of tearable skin, so hush.”
   Luke just scooted closer to Michael.
   ”Shut up and get back to it.”
   ”You aren’t in any position to be making demands.”
   ”Why not?”
   ”Cos I said so.”
   Luke rolled his eyes as Michael gently stroked his thigh.
   ”Yeah, brilliant argument.”
   ”Do you want me to fuck you or not? That’s right, now shut up Hemmings.”
   Luke crossed his arms before quickly grabbing at the blanket beneath him,
gasping in surprise as Michael suddenly went back to stretching him open,
slowly scissoring his fingers. Luke whimpered, biting his lip ring, letting out
an almost pathetic moan as Michael slid another finger into him, causing the
older boy to smile. He leant down, kissing Luke, his mouth absorbing the
blond’s moans as he moved his fingers faster.
   ”Mi-ichael…”
   ”Hm?”
   Luke whined, hand closing around Michael’s wrist.
   ”Jus’ fuck me now, please.”
   Michael’s boxers were practically flying across the room within a second
after Luke had spoken, and he was fumbling for a condom, the lubricant coating
his fingers making it difficult to open. He looked at Luke, who took it from
him, easily tearing it open and rolling it down the other boy’s cock before
laying down again.
   ”Wait, where-“
   ”Ow.”
   Luke arched his back, pulling out the bottle of lube from under his back,
frowning.
   ”That explains what was jabbing me in the back.”
   ”Gimme.”
   Luke handed it to Michael, putting what was likely too much lube on his
cock, just to be safe before tossing the bottle towards his bed, where it
landed next to his pillow before bouncing back onto the floor. He shrugged
before scooting closer to Luke, kissing him again before slowly pushing into
the younger boy, who made a sound of surprise.
   ”Holy fuck.”
   Michael looked at him in concern.
   ”What?”
   ”That feels a lot better than I expected.”
   Michael just grinned.
   ”Then wait until I actually get to properly fucking you Hemmings.”
   Luke moaned as Michael began actually moving in him.
   ”Rather not wait-Shit, Michael.”
   Michael grinned as Luke wrapped his arms around his shoulders, moaning into
the older boy’s neck.
   ”Then I won’t make you wait.”
   Michael began moving faster, driving into Luke harder. Luke moaned louder,
snuggling his face into Michael’s neck, almost panting. He felt so sensitive,
what with having already came, and now having Michael pounding into him,
brushing against his prostate with every thrust. He mumbled, barely getting it
out between moans.
   ”Michael.”
   ”Mmhm?”
   ”Bit-bit more. Please?”
   Michael just kissed Luke’s shoulder before taking the other boy’s cock into
his hand, quickly stroking it. Luke let out a strangled moan, bucking his hips
up into Michael’s fist before coming, moaning loudly as stripes of come landed
on his chest and stomach. Michael giggled, which seemed a bit out of place
considering what he was doing at the moment.
   ”Gross.”
   ”Shut up.”
   Luke sighed softly, gently kissing Michael’s neck as the other boy grunted,
finally coming. Luke whined as Michael got up.
   ”No…”
   ”Dude, you’re all sticky and gross.”
   Michael walked into the bathroom, coming back with a damp towel, carefully
washing the other boy off before throwing the towel into a hamper and
unceremoniously shoving a pile of clothes off of his own bed, lifting Luke, who
was a floppy, sleepy mess of limbs at the moment, sliding under the blanket
with him. Luke curled up into Michael, arms around the older boy’s torso.
   ”Thank you for…helping.”
   ”If that happens everytime, feel free to have problems.”
   Luke snorted, running his fingers through Michael’s hair.
   ”That was really nice though.”
   ”Damn straight it was.”
   ”It wasn’t straight at all.”
   ”What do you want me to say?”
   Luke giggled, whispering in Michael’s ear, causing the other boy to groan.
   ”I’m not saying damn skippy, shut up and go to bed Lucas.”
   ”Rude.”
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