Warning: this chapter and the next few chapters after will contain a lot of smut that some people may find offensive. Please, just don't read this story if you don't like smut, cause there's gonna be quite a bit of it.
Michael's POV:

Once I got home, I immediately tried to start packing so that I could get it all done and have a relaxing day off tomorrow. I told myself that I'm a slow packer, so I'd probably spend both days doing it anyway. But after about ten minutes I got a text from Ray on the 'Achievement Hunter Group Chat' we had made earlier that day.

Anyone else doing their packing now so they can laze about tomorrow?? :)

Oh my god, man, how did you know?? I replied.

Oh, just my psychic powers I suppose...

What's up guys? That was Gavin, joining in.

Is Ray being amazing again?? Not in a gay way of course.

Yeah, he's using his powers to predict what I'm doing rn.

I'm using my X-Ray powers, man.

X-Ray and Vav!!!
So what are you doing Mogar?? ;)

Me and Ray are both packing now so we can laze tomorrow.

Oh my god.

What?

Me too!!!

Wow.

What the fuck, guys? You're gonna blow my phone up.

Love you too, Rye-bread :) R&R connection for life.

Fuck off.

Okay, okay.

What ARE you guys doing?? Jack.

Pissing me off.

Pissing Rye off.

Dude, don't fuck with the mad king, no matter how much you want to, Ray. Geoff joined in.

Oh, shut up...

Yeah, R&R tip connection.

Nice, Gavvy.

Rye-Bread has left the conversation

Hahahaha

Hey, guys.

Wot?

Wht

What 'micooooooo' ?? ;)

What

Who's up for some Minecraft? Like I said, I tried to pack.

Sure, Michael, I'm already playing it.

You better not be fucking up Achievement city, you little asswipe.

I'm not, Geoff, calm down, I'm making it even better :)

Oh god, what have you done Gavin...

Come on, Geoff, you in?

Ah, okay dickheads, just don't pour lava on us again, Gavin.

I'm in. I mean YOLO right?? :)))))))))

Oh my god

Fuck you

Shut up Ray

Okay okay!

Well, I'm logging in. I'll send u all invites??

K

Okay

Woo! YOLOOOO!

Fucking hell, man, you need to stop.

I put my phone down and walked away from my suitcase and to my TV, turning on my Xbox and waiting for it to load. I grabbed one of the four controllers, noting that I might need to buy two more if the guys ever came over. I saw that I'd already got an invite from Geoff anyway so I accepted and joined their game. It seemed the others got the invite too as Jack was already there, punching a tree, and Geoff was making a throne of dynamite. I put on my headset and sent everyone an in-game message.

Hey guys, if you've got headsets, put them on!!!

Sure

Okay

I will micoo, so I can hear that lovely voice of yours

My face turned hot and I felt my heart beat faster in my chest. I'd first found out that I was gay when I was fourteen, and came out to my parents a year later. That day in the park, that was maybe my best day ever. Since I met Gavin, I couldn't stop thinking about him. How his eyes sparkled a million shades of green on that sunny day, and how he occasionally ran his hand through his beautiful golden hair whilst talking. After that I would go to the same park every day and look for him, but he never came again. It was one of those days that I got the email from RoosterTeeth, saying they'd like to interview me.
I loved Gavin Free.
Then.
Now.
And this comment made me wonder. Could he feel the same about me??

Gav, you do realise there's other people here, right?? I quickly typed, still blushing furiously.

Yeah, I know

Hey lads, gents

Everyone in??

Yeah

Okay

"Hello?" I said into my headset, checking to see if it worked. I got five replies.

"Sup," Ray.

"Hey" Ryan.

"H-hi Micoo" Gavin, of course.

"Well, this piece of shit works. Oops sorry Millie, didn't see you there," Geoff. I laughed along with the others.

"Nice dynamite, Geoff," Gavin and I said together.

"Team nice dynamite! Top!"

"What?"

"You and me. That's our team name. Team Nice Dynamite!"

"Oh, awesome!"

"So what are we doing back in Achievement city, Geoff?" Jack.

"Achievement city? What's that?" I asked.

"What's Achievement City?? This is Achievement city," Jack replied.

"Oh, oh, this is my house!!" Ray said, to laughs from the others.

"It's nothing to be proud of, Ray" Ryan smirked.

"Which one are you Ray??"

"Oh, of course, you don't know who's who. Well, Ray's the dude in the tux jizzing roses from his piece of shit house, Jack's the dude in the helmet and the green top punching a tree, Ryan's the guy in the kilt-"

"Ryan the kilt guy,"

"Leave it out,"

Geoff continued "Gavin's the creeper and I'm the halo guy. We all have houses, too. Rays' is the dirt one, evidently, Gavs' is the stone one, Jacks' is this wooden one here and mine is the fucking badass tower,"

"Oh, oh, Micoo, follow me," Gavin squeaked.

"Why, wha-"

"Just follow me, I wanna show you something,"

"Ooooooooooo-" Ray began, but I cut him off.

"Fuck you," I said, and started to follow the little creeper. That was until it turned around and started chasing me.

"Uh, Gavin, this is you I'm following, right?"

"Haha! Yeah, I was just messing,"

He took me round the back of Jack's house where I had spawned and round to the centre of Achievement City. From there, he walked over to where his house was. Next to it was a little wooden cabin.

"Who's is that, Geoff, you never told me,"

"Who's is what?"

"This house,"

"What house,"

"Come over here,"

"Micoo, you silly sausage, take a closer look and you'd understand!"

I walked up closer and saw that there was a sign above the door.

To my little Mogar,
I love you.
Always have, always will.
Xx

I gasped and practically heard Gavin smile. I quickly took it down just as Geoff came to see what was going on.

"Gavvers said that this was mine, Geoff. He built it for me!"

"Aww, dickheads, I gotta admit, that's cute, but you can't be this gay on the trip or I might murder you both,"

"Oh, shut up Geoff, we're not gay..."

Or that's what I thought.

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When we had stopped playing and said our goodbyes for the night, I switched off my Xbox and turned my TV over to the normal channels, and the news came on, showing the weather.

"Tonight will be mainly clear, so a good opportunity to get a look at the amazing lunar eclipse and meteor shower! Tomorrow looks bright, with sunny spells and-"

I turned it off.

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~Fast forward to the next day~

Warning: smut

Still Michael's POV

"Team nice dynamite bedrooms, boi?" Gavin called to me, looking down over the stair rail on the second floor.

"Sounds good," I had replied.

"I'm gonna take a shower up here, okay?"

"Announce it to the world, why don't you? Okay,"

"You pick a room, boi, I trust you to make a good decision,"

I rolled my eyes. "Alright,"

I walked up the stairs and chose the room next to the bathroom the Gavin had just gone into. I put my suitcase on the bed and sat down next to it. It was then that it dawned on me. There was only one bed. I went into the other rooms, and all of them had one bed too.

Shit.

It's not that I would have minded sleeping with Gavin, it's just that I'm pretty sure he would have done. I heard the shower switch on next to me and the sound of a zipper being pulled down. The sound sent a million shivers through my body, and made a million pleasurable thoughts flood through my mind. I shook my head.

No, Michael, stop. Don't tease yourself.

Then I heard something else.
Something that would make my heart beat so fast that it threatened to come out of my chest.

"Ah!"
"Fuck,"
"Ahn..."

I felt my dick twitch in my pants. That was no regular breathing. Gavin was masturbating in the shower. If only he knew that there was someone willing to give it to him just the other side of the wall. I felt my hand travel down to the hem of my jeans, unzipping them and pulling them down to my knees along with my boxers, freeing my own, quickly hardening erection. I stroked myself once, firmly, feeling a shiver go through my body as Gavin yelped to my right once again.

"Oh god," he whined.

I began to pump my hand faster, imagining Gavin doing the same, his beautiful tanned hands twisting and stroking. His wheat-coloured hair would be sticking to the back of his neck, beads of water rolling down hais perfect jawline as steam curled up around him. My own eyes began to close as I pumped harder, the image of Gavin in my mind.

"Fuck," I gasped.

"Ohnn, Micoo,"

I froze, opening my eyes. Did Gavin just moan my name? Was Gavin... thinking of me? Please let him be thinking of me... I resumed my pumping, moaning when I thought about why we were both masturbating, thinking about each other when we could just be... You know. I ground into my own hand now, imagining that I was thrusting into Gavin. Say my name again, Gavin, please. Let me hear it again, so I know it wasn't imagined.

"Oh, fuck, yes,"

"M-Micoo!" Gavin's tone wavered, and my pleas were answered. I knew he had to be nearing his climax.

"Gavin," I threw my head back and hissed as I pumped as fast as I could, picturing Gavin's soft skin beneath me, and I felt like I was getting close myself.

"Yes, Micoo, yes!" He groaned, before I heard a soft thump, like he had collapsed on his knees.

I let out a final whine of "Oh, god Gavin..." before spilling over my hand. I heard the shower shut off and I started, grabbing some tissues from the complimentary tissue box on the shelf by the bed and quickly cleaning myself off, pulling my boxers and jeans back up just as I heard the bathroom door open. A rather flustered Gavin walked by, wearing the jeans he had on before the shower, but nothing else. He stopped when he saw me sitting there.

"Oh, h-hey micool," he said. "You pick this room? It only has one bed you know..."

"Yeah, but the others are no different,"

"Oh, okay," he walked over to sit with me on the bed, sitting what would have been uncomfortably close to me, if it weren't for the fact that he was Gavin.

"How come you aren't wearing a shirt micoo?" He asked, a post-orgasmic shiver coursing his body when he saw I had no shirt on. When had I taken it off?

"Oh, hot, I suppose," I lied.

"Oh, yeah, you do look a little red in the face," Did I?

"Well, Gavin, I heard something just now that peaked my interest," I smirked, changing the subject.

"Really?!" He panicked.

"Mhm, and I liked what I heard..."

I slowly wound my hands around Gavin's waist, pulling him towards me. Damn, did he look good without a shirt on. I looked into his eyes, still lust blown, and he stared right back at me.

"You-you did?"

"Hell yeah," I whispered seductively and I pulled him in by the collar, pressing my lips gently yet firmly against his and flicking my tongue into his mouth. I heard cheering behind us, but I ignored it, standing up and pressing Gavin to the wall, holding his hands above his head and grinding viciously against him, making him moan into my mouth. God, how I'd wanted this. He freed one of his hands and slid it up over my chest, rubbing my nipples as I kept grinding, making me let out a low groan of my own.

"Alright guys, that's enough," Geoff interrupted, pulling me off Gavin. He whimpered at the loss of touch and looked at me with sad eyes.

"Unfair, Geoffy, please, give me my Micoo back,"

"No, there will be no boning on this trip or so help me I will fire you,"

"But Geoff-"

"No buts," (A/N: this could have double meaning and it's great)

I sighed.

"Put some clothes on you two," Geoff finished as he left the room.

"C'mere, Gav," I said, beckoning to him. He came and sat down next to me, snuggling up to my chest.

"Just to let you know," I whispered into his ear, "I'd still fuck you in a heartbeat, even if it meant losing my job,"

Gavin smirked evilly and pulled me down to kiss him once more.

"Then why don't you..."

I woke up with a huge grin plastered across my face that morning. That was the best dream that I'd had in a while. Sure, I had ruined my boxers, but hell, that was nothing compared to the pleasure I felt. Then I remembered something.

"Thank god I don't have to go in to work," I said to myself.

Today I had the day off, and I could do whatever I wanted. So, of course, I did the first thing that came to mind. I quickly texted Gavin.

Hey, boi. U free today??

He immediately replied, almost as if he was waiting for my text.

Sure boi, I'm Free everyday.

Har har, very funny

Give me your address, I'll be over in 10

Okay

I gave him my address and he replied with a thanks and two kisses. I felt my face go hot. Fuck, man, there was no way that he didn't like me. There was no excuse now. But I won't tell him just yet, I thought. I'll ignore it for now, and see how far he'll go...

I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to clean up, grabbing some clothes on my way. I took a quick shower and as soon as I switched it off, I heard a knock at the door. Fuck. I hope that's Gavin, I wouldn't answer the door to anyone else like this. I wrapped a towel round my waist and walked out to the front door, looking through the spy hole and seeing that it was indeed Gavin. I sighed and opened the door. His eyes immediately went wide but he didn't look away. They searched my bare chest and he took on an expression that looked almost... Hungry.

"H-hi Micool, love your shirt," he joked shyly, still not looking away.

"Yeah, sorry about this, but I had to take a shower because... Reasons,"

"I see,"

"Come on then,"

I held the door open for him and he thanked me before scuttling in.

"Make yourself at home, I'm just gonna go and put some clothes on,"

"Aww, b-but Micoo, you look nice like that, your hair all messed up and n-no shirt on," he stuttered, blushing profusely. I felt a strange wave of lust go over me, but I tried to ignore it.

"Alright, I'll make you a deal. I'll keep the shirt off, but only if you do what I say when I come back,"

"Micoo!"

"Gavin."

"Aargh, f-fine. Fine. Whatever," He crossed his arms and made a pouty face, and I rolled my eyes.

"I'll be back in a minute, Gavvers, don't get too lonely without me!"

"Aargh!"

I laughed. I shut the door to my bedroom and picked up the jeans and boxers that I had left outside the bathroom door. I undid the towel from around my waist and blushed when I thought about how I was completely naked in the same house as Gavin. I felt a second, overwhelming wave of lust wash over me, and I nearly ran out of the door to go and get Gavin, but I didn't. Instead, I told myself to calm down and settled on humping the shit out of my bed for a couple minutes, whispering his name. What the fuck is wrong with me today? Once the lust had gone, I stood up and waited for 'Little Michael" to go away.

Knock.
Knock.
"Micoo, are you alright? I uh, you've been in there a long time,"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, just ah, just looking for... Something..." Shit, that was terrible.

I quickly pulled on my jeans and boxers and, making sure to cover up the bulge between my legs, opened the door to have Gavin tumble forwards into me. I caught him and looked at him suspiciously.

"Were you spying on me?"

"No, I uh... Yeah," he blushed. "Sorry for falling on you,"

"It's okay," I started to worry. How much had he heard? "So, hear anything interesting?" I teased.

"As a matter of fact, I did,"

"Oh, really?" OhJesusfuckheheardmeheheardme...

"I heard a-a lot of squeaking from what must've been your bed, and uh... Um..."

"You heard it all, didn't you?" I sighed.

"I think so, yeah,"

"Well, shit, how am I gonna explain this one. Okay, so, before I say anything, could you tell me what you heard?" How was I keeping this calm?!

"Okay, so there was squeaking, and I heard you saying 'Gavin, oh shit, yes Gav, Jesus fuck that's good. God, if only you could see me now, you'd be laughing your fucking head o-AHN... holy fucking shit-'"

"Okay, okay, that's enough, you're creeping me out now," he had remembered every sound that had escaped my mouth, and had repeated them in exactly the same order in an almost inhumanly accurate impression of me.

"Okay, so, I'll explain. So, last night I had the creepiest dream I've ever had. I-it was so bad that I woke up in the middle of it," I lied, trying to pretend I didn't just have sexual fantasies about him, twice.

"Aww, Micoo, what happened you poor little sausage?" He put his arm around my shoulder in a comforting gesture, but instead it just made another killer wave of lust go over me. Oh god please... But it was too late. Before I could stop myself, I dragged Gavin over to my couch, bent him at the waist over the arm, and started furiously humping his ass.

"Michael! What are you doing?!" He squealed. I could tell he was scared because he said my name right.

"Shut the fuck up, Gavin," I growled, in a predatory voice that was barely my own. He obliged.

"You're so good to me, Gavin. You build me houses, you come to my apartment, and you satisfy my needs..."

He cried out, and feebly tried to kick me in the stomach, but it had no effect on the sex-crazed animal that was myself, and he soon gave up. With almost inhuman strength, I ripped the back of his jeans and boxers open and let them fall off him, and let my own drop to my ankles.

I continued to hump him, the smacking sound of skin against skin now resonating throughout the room and making us both moan. I flipped him over, and he looked up at me with fearful, lust filled eyes. God, he was sexy. I ripped the front of his shirt open and flung it carelessly onto the floor. His length was hard, and he bucked upwards to try and get some friction but I put my hand on his stomach to hold him down.

"God, look at you, you slut, you want me so bad, don't you?" I spat.

"I don't even know what's happening to you Micool, it's scaring me, but it feels too good for me to want to do anything..."

I grabbed his face and pulled him towards me, smashing our lips together. A moment later, he pulled away to tug my shirt over my head. I bit down on his neck, making him cry out my name.

"Mic-AH!" He shouted as I suddenly wrapped my my hand around his shaft. I pumped with fast, irregular motions, so he couldn't get used to it, and I felt him coming close. I gave him one, swift lick before flipping him back over and lining myself up.

"You've had your fun, now it's my turn..." I hissed.

"Michael! You haven't- haven't-"

"I know,"

I ground against him once more before leaning down and sucking on the back of his neck.

"Hold on to something,"

He barely had time to process my words before I thrust fully in, smashing his prostate in the process.

"MICOOL! AHNN... SHIT MICOOL PLEASE DEAR GOD..."

"So tight,"

I pulled almost all the way out before repeating the action, making Gavin scream out again, both in pain and pleasure. I did this two more times and soon enough he was like putty in my hands. His legs were shaking and he was panting like a dog.

"JESUS CHRIST MICOOL! WHERE DID THIS COME FROohhhh..." His words turned into a low moan as I grabbed his shoulders roughly, and I started to pull him backwards to meet me with each thrust.

"I have no ideAAA YOU'RE SO FUCKING TIGHT OH MY GODDDD!" I yelled in pleasure as Gavin moaned and squeezed around me when he came across my couch and his own torso.

I felt heat coil in my own stomach, and I picked Gavin up and wrapped my arms around his shoulders as if he weren't human, just an object. I fucked him mercilessly until I came, burying myself deep inside him before pulling out a moment later, semen dripping off my length onto the floor. As soon as I pulled out, Gavin swivelled round to face me, got on his knees and started licking my shaft, slurping up every last drop, even lapping at my inner thighs to make sure he got every bit.

"JESUS fuck," I moaned.

When he was satisfied, he pulled away with a loud slurping sound.

"Wait, Gav, d'ya hear that?" I said, worried.

"Wha- oh balls, is that Geoff?"

"Hey, assholes! I know you're in there, I can hear you fuckers! Let me in already!" He was banging on the door, and sounded like he had been there for a while.

"Wait, what the fuck just happened?" I said to Gavin, snapping out of my animalistic state. "Why are we naked? Why is my couch covered in- Okaayyy I know what happened now, shit... Did we just..?"

Gavin nodded. "What do you want, Geoffy?" he called, his voice cracking.

"I want to speak to Michael! Now! I know your door's open, but I don't want to come in cause I don't wanna see you naked. Put some clothes on and let me in!"

Me and Gavin looked at each other like: Oh shit...

"Uh, I'll be right there..." I said, my voice low and husky.

"God, you guys sound terrible! Are you alright?"

Gavin started choking in surprise.

"Um, yeah,"

I ran to the bedroom and grabbed two sets of clothes for me and Gavin. I threw them on, not bothering with the shirt, and opened the door.

"What, Geoff?" I asked him, blocking the door so he couldn't come in.

"Well, I just came looking for Gavin, and I heard some... things,"

"Guess I've got some explaining to do, huh? I couldn't help it, Geoff, I was- he- fuck. I ca- I can't explain what happened, I don't even know myself. What did you want Gavin for?"

"I just wanted some help with something. I drove to his apartment and he wasn't there, so I thought, 'Well, where would he go?' And I thought I'd check here, cause I thought 'oh, Michael will know where his Gavvers is'. It doesn't matter now though, cause by the sound of it, Gavin won't be able to walk for the next two weeks,"

I blushed and smiled sheepishly. "I, uh, sorry about that, I uh, I tend to like it rough,"

"Rough? That was fucking full-fledged animal mode,"

"Sorry,"

"Is Gavin okay?"

"Uh, Gav, are you alright?" I called over my shoulder.

"I-I'm fine," He wobbled to the door, his legs shaking, grinning like a madman. He had left his shirt off, like me.

"So, you can walk after that? Jesus that's impressive. From what I heard, if that had been me I wouldn't have been able to stand up for a week!"

I went an amazing shade of red and laughed nervously. Gavin turned a modest shade of pink and looked at the floor.

"Gav, listen, I-I'm sorry about that, I don't know what came over me. One minute we were just talking, then you put your arm around my shoulders and BOOM!! I get this killer wave of lust that I can't do anything about, so before I could think, you were being bent over the arm of my couch and I was humping the shit out of you! I feel like I would have done it to anyone near me at that point, I just went mental. I'm sorry that you had to be the only person in the apartment, otherwise it might not have happened to you. For example, if Geoff had walked in instead of staying outside, I might have done it to him! Sorry for making you imagine that, oh my god. Although, I am kinda glad it was you, cause you took it well and just went with it, rather than fighting back. And Jesus Christ you had the tightest fucking ass-"

"Okay, that's enough, I don't want to imagine you two banging each other, but SERIOUSLY MICHAEL!! Over the couch arm? What the fuck?!"

"I'm sorry, my body acted before my brain did throughout that whole thing. When I heard you knocking on the door it seemed to snap me out of it,"

"Yeah," Gavin said. "He didn't even remember what happened until he saw that his couch was covered in-"

"OKAY. Too much detail, wayyy too much detail," Geoff rubbed his temples, as if trying to get that image out of his brain.

"Sorry. But seriously, he didn't have a clue what had just happened!"

"Okay, Michael, I think you have a problem, you might want to see a therapist cause that is seriously strange, and scary, and also kinda disgusting."

"What am I gonna say? 'Oh, hello, I'm a sex crazed demon and I came here today because I fucked the brains out of my best friend, and I thought it'd be best to do something about it. Who wants to go first?'"

Gavin giggled.

"I told you, I don't know what happened! It's like I went into heat... or something..."

"Well, I, uh, I had a-a wet d-dream the night before... I woke up with a strange feeling, too, like I wanted to bone the shit out of the next living thing I saw," I blushed furiously once more.

"Wow. Seriously man? You're not fourteen anymore, ya know,"

"I know..."

"So you knew? You knew, but you still invited me over?!"

"I-I needed someone, Gavin, and I thought you'd be the easiest to convince over here..."

"Okay, that's just fucking creepy. I'm getting out of here. Gav, come with me. At least I won't smash your ass up over the couch,"

Gavin looked sorrowfully into my eyes before following Geoff down the stairs, my shirt in his hands.

"Put that on, man,"

"Oh right, yeah..."

"I'm sorry!!" I called after them, my voice breaking. What had I done?

A/N: Hey frens. Soo, for those of you that read the smut at the end, I apologise for that, you shouldn't have read it 😈. For those of you that skipped the smut, well done you for keeping your sanity/innocence. I'm not really sure what the FUCK happened to this chapter, I just kinda went a little crazy, especially towards the end ;). Anyway, here are the stats:

Word count (excluding A/N) : 4569 (how ironic)

Word count (including A/N) : 4720!!

Ray's YOLO count: 5

'Fuck you' count: 5