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He could never have imagined that after everything, he would still be loved and cherished. Joker was not only being looked after, he was being truly loved by Mike. It had been a year since the two had been living together, and a lot had happened in that time, from Joker getting a new prosthesis to getting engaged and getting married soon, during the summer that was to come.
A year ago, he was just a frail body, destroyed by years behind bars, but now he had regained his health, all thanks to Mike, every time he looked at that engagement ring on his finger, he felt like crying with happiness, Joker was grateful every day that Mike was back in his life, and he did his best to reciprocate the blond's gestures of affection.
Spring was advancing, flowers were blooming in the garden, the weather was warming up, and that afternoon, Joker was at home. Murro had gone out of town on business and wouldn't be back for another two days, Mike was working in the park as usual, and he decided to stay at home to make sure Mike had a clean house and a delicious dinner after a tiring day at work. He really didn't mind being a house husband, and was happy to be able to return all the comforts Mike provided.
Besides, Joker really enjoyed some domestic chores, especially cooking. As the sun waned in the sky and twilight appeared on the horizon, tinging the sky with shades of orange, Joker began to prepare dinner. Mike loved to eat all kinds of high-calorie junk food (he had started to grow a protruding belly because of this), such as fried food, sweets and especially buckets of sugary popcorn, so Joker made a point of feeding him nutritious food, preparing veritable feasts. His time in jail made him value nutritious dishes, as the swill they were served damaged his health, so he made sure Mike stayed healthy and well fed.
He set about making a delicious dinner for the two of them, consisting of roast beef with vegetables, jacket potatoes, salad with vegetables straight from the garden, fresh bread, a pudding for dessert and red wine to go with it, Joker was very proud of his work, not even realizing that night had already fallen. He began to set the table, as Mike would be arriving soon.
As he was putting the plates and cutlery on the table, the back door opened, as expected, Mike had arrived, and this time with a surprise. He was carrying a huge bouquet of red roses.
-Good evening, Joker! Dinner smells delicious! Here's a present for you!
Mike handed the giant bouquet to Joker and sat down at the table to help himself, leaving the poor redhead confused by it all.
-What? Mike, what is this?
-A bouquet, that's what.
-But why?
Mike didn't answer, just smiled at Joker and continued eating. He was confused, wondering why such a big bouquet had come out of nowhere, it wasn't his birthday or any specific anniversary. Then an idea popped into his head and he started counting the roses. It took him a minute or two to count them all, but there were a hundred in all, a hundred red roses, Joker had always liked the language of flowers, and a hundred red roses meant only one thing: an invitation to sex. He then looked at Mike, with a shocked expression and a face as red as the roses in the bouquet.
-Mike!
Mike swallowed his bread and took a sip of wine, before getting up and starting to speak in a sweet voice.
-Well, I've been thinking about it... Of course, if you don't want to, fine, I'll wait a bit longer, but lately you've seemed more at ease, so I thought you might want to.
It would be an ugly lie to say that Mike didn't arouse the most carnal desires in Joker, and ever since the two of them started sleeping together, his mind always wandered back to the days of his youth. While everyone seemed to dislike Joker, Mike loved him in more ways than one, his virginity belonged to the blond, and remembering that night and other encounters always made his blood boil. But after everything that had happened, and even with Mike assuring him that he was loved, this subject still seemed a little distant to the redhead. On more than one night, while he was in the blond's arms, he wished he could live the experiences of his youth all over again, to be able to feel Mike inside him, to hear his sighs, to exchange sweat with him.
-So, Joker?
The question brought him back to reality. Joker had always thought Mike was handsome, always had, but now, in his forties, he was even more handsome. His body had developed, creating sculpted muscles, he always smelled delicious, a mixture of herbs and woody fragrances, and his voice had become deeper, more seductive. Standing there, leaning against the table, he was a real temptation.
-Well...
Mike approached, Joker let the bouquet fall to the floor, leaning his back against a cupboard. Mike hugged him, a strong hug, full of virility.
-If you don't want to, that's fine. But know that I want you very much, Joker.
He kissed Joker, a lustful kiss, full of passion. Joker's mind was immediately transported back to a spring evening when the two of them were still at the circus. They had fled to a more secluded corner of the park that night, and leaning against the wall, with his leg and prosthetic wrapped around Mike's waist, he let the blond enter him. Mike had always been physically stronger than him, so holding him down while he fucked him wasn't a difficult task.
-Yes, Mike... Mike, don't stop!
Mike nodded, increasing his pace until he eventually came, smearing the wall with his semen and laughing at Joker, who had made a mess of himself.
Being pinned against a cupboard and Mike caused every repressed horniness in Joker's body to awaken, and he worked up the courage to run his hands all over the other man's body, letting out little moans in the process. The blond ran his hands all over the redhead's body, paying special attention to his waist and thighs. Joker instinctively arched his hips, looking for any contact with Mike's body, and now more than ever his delicious scent was stronger.
-So, is that a yes?
Joker swallowed and nodded, unable to speak, he would be lying if he denied his desire. Mike got the message and gently picked him up, carrying him up the stairs to the bedroom they now shared. He laid the red-haired man on the bed, who was already panting and his face was as pink as a rose, his chest rising and falling, a bulge forming in his pants.
-You're still the most beautiful man I've ever seen.
Mike then began to undress him, just as they did when they were still young adults. He carefully removed Joker's prosthesis (it caused more trouble than help in bed), then took off his shirt, pants and finally his white briefs, exposing the redhead's penis. Mike couldn't help but smile at the sight, then placed a kiss on the tip, Joker covered his face, embarrassed.
Mike then proceeded to take off his own clothes, Joker watched him between his fingers, that muscular body, covered in freckles, Mike had become an even more handsome man over the years, a man anyone with common sense would want, but he had been the lucky one chosen to be by his side. The blond man was finally completely naked, with that beautiful cock standing out, bigger than Joker's, and he wished he could put it in his mouth.
-I need... just a minute.
Mike then left the room, leaving Joker confused for a moment. He returned carrying a bottle containing a mysterious liquid.
-This will do.
He knelt over Joker, grabbing both his own cock and the other man's with one hand, while pouring the oily liquid into both of them with the other, rubbing them simultaneously, causing a wave of pleasure to run through both of their bodies, Joker moaned and squirmed, Mike sighed erotically. The blond then bent down, kissing Joker's neck and placing his body against the other man's, and then began to speak sweetly into his ear:
-You don't know how long I've waited for this moment, I've missed it for all these years.
-You haven't done it with anyone else? - Joker said between sighs.
-Only with my right hand, and always thinking of you.
With one swift movement, Mike grabbed Joker's body, turning him on the bed and forcing him on top of him; Mike loved the sight of that slender body.
-Today I want to see every inch of your body, I want to see your expression as we do this.
Joker sighed and nodded silently, he knew what he had to do, and carefully positioned himself over Mike's cock, it was certainly rusty, but his hard-on spoke louder than the pain. As Joker slid his cock inside him, Mike held his hands out to him.
-Yes, you're doing so well, Joker, don't stop!
When he finally managed to get Mike's cock inside him, between sighs and moans, he began to move his hips slowly, it still hurt, it had been a long time since he'd had sex, but little by little the pain gave way to pleasure, and Mike, realizing that he was relaxing, began to accompany him with movements of his own hips, still remembering how hot and inviting Joker's insides were, as well as what points he had to hit to make his boyfriend melt at his touch. Joker moaned, gasped and whimpered whenever Mike hit his prostate, making faces of pure pleasure that only encouraged him to continue. It wasn't long before Joker came, spraying Mike's abdomen and chest with a considerable amount of semen.
-I... I'm sorry...
-It's okay. But I'm not finished yet.
Again, with one swift movement, he turned the tables, laying Joker on the bed, facing him now, planting a burning kiss on Joker's lips, before continuing his thrusts, now with a little more force.
-Ah...Mike...don't...don't stop!
Mike continued with pleasure, making somewhat rough thrusts, while his mouth worked on Joker's lips and neck. The other man hugged him tightly, digging his nails into the blond's freckled back, causing him to moan in pain. It wasn't long before Joker came a second time, causing Mike to laugh a little.
-You needed that more than I did.
After a few more minutes, Mike got the sweet relief he'd wanted for so long. With an expression that bordered on the unholy and the angelic, he released the years of horniness accumulated in Joker's gut, filling him with his hot semen, and then laid his face on the redhead's chest for a while, exhausted, trying to organize his mind.
Joker stroked his back and hair, equally happy to have finally had sex with Mike again, it was always a magical moment. After catching his breath, Mike finally pulled out of Joker, causing his semen to run down the redhead's thighs.
-Wait here.
Mike got up and went to the bathroom to get a towel to clean himself and Joker. After getting him clean, he put him in a chair to change the bed linen, as it had been a real mess and he didn't want to sleep on cum-soaked sheets.
Once everything was tidy, he put Joker back to bed and then lay down next to him, exhausted but happy.
-Mike?
-Yes?
-Is it true that you've been waiting for me all this time?
-Yes. I never stopped loving you and wanting you, Joker. I could have had sex with anyone, but it would never have been as good as with you.
Mike kissed the top of Joker's head, then snuggled down next to him and fell asleep, he was extremely exhausted, sex was exhausting. Joker smiled silently, grateful to have someone so wonderful in his life, and then fell asleep and slept a peaceful night next to his lover.