Wait! How Did The Stray Dog I Picked Up Turn Into A Man?!

"Are you alright?" Noah asked Michael, his hands on his shoulders, kneading gently.

"It’s nothing. I just... Don’t feel comfortable leaving Olivia." He said and Noah nodded.

"Me too. But you need to rest as well."

They hadn’t left the hospital or slept comfortably in a bed for four days.

Roland asked to watch over Olivia so they could at least bathe and sleep comfortably as well.

It wouldn’t be good if Michael got too stressed and got sick.

It was a good idea but Michael did not want to at first. He wanted to stay there and watch Olivia till the end but Noah was able to convince him.

It was just for one night so he should let loose a bit. And if anything happens, if Olivia suddenly wakes up in the night looking for her Papa, then they would call.

"Come on," Noah held his hand and led him to the bathroom. "I prepared the bath."

Hearing this, Michael blushed. Well, it was alright to let loose a bit. But he knew that as he was going to that bathroom with Noah, they would’ve been letting loose only a bit.

They had a very long night ahead of them after all.

Noah got into the bath first, and then Michael did, resting his back on Noah’s body.

"Hah, that’s nice." He exclaimed, feeling his exhaustion evaporate with the steam coming from the bath.

"You like this?" Noah asked and Michael nodded.

He shut his eyes to enjoy the peace and relaxation and Noah watched him with loving eyes.

The last few days had been very hectic. It was good to rest up from time to time.

He gently brushed Michael’s skin with soap, washing him up softly and gently, and then reached down for his dick, his hands stroking softly until Michael woke from the slumber he didn’t realize he was having.

His shut eyes twisted a bit and then he opened his eyes.

"Are you up?" Noah asked, kissing his ear.

"Did I fall asleep?" Michael asked and rolled his eyes down. "How long did I sleep?"

"Not too long," Noah answered. "I was going to wake you anyway so we could get out of the tub. The water’s already getting cold."

"Ah," Michael let out a belated moan and then noticed Noah’s stroking hand in the water. "Hah, you’re already doing enough to wake me." He said and Noah laughed.

"Do you think this is enough?" He asked and then kissed Michael’s hand.

"No," Michael said, looking back at him. "It’s been a while. Maybe we can do it tonight."

Noah stayed silent, as if stunned, and then laughed.

"You always think that way when we’re alone. As much as I want to devour you, I need you to rest." He said and held Michael’s waist. "I don’t want to stress you more than you already are."

And to prove that, he wasn’t even hard despite stroking Michael.

"Then what am I going to do about this?" Michael asked, referring to his hard dick.

"I’ll... Give you a treat."

"A treat?"

But Noah did not say more and prompted Michael to stand and help her out of the tub. He also got down and then walked towards the shower after taking out the nuzzle to let the water sink down the drain in the tub.

"Let’s take a shower." He said and turned on the shower to the right temperature before asking Michael to step in with him.

"What’s this treat?" Michael asked and Noah pulled him in.

"It’s been a while since I gave you a blow job, hasn’t it?" He asked as he turned off the shower and Michael’s eyes widened.

Even in the past, Noah rarely gave him blowjobs. No wonder he considered this a treat.

"I’ll start now." He said and lowered his body slowly, sliding his hands down Michael’s body and towards his waist. "You... Can be rough with me, just as I’m always rough with your hole."

"It... It’s okay." Michael said with a blushing face. "I don’t think I can be rough with you."

Noah grinned.

"Are you sure? This might be the only chance you get." He said, and Michael pursed his lips. He didn’t know what to say.

Maybe if it felt too good to the point he couldn’t resist, he would do it but with his clear mind right now... He didn’t think he could do it.

"Alright then," Noah said and held his dick, licking the tip and Michael shuddered.

His tongue and breath were hot.

Michael’s hand instinctively gripped Noah’s damp hair, his chest rising and falling faster with each lick. The steam of the shower wrapped around them like a slow looming fog, making the scene even more sensual.

"N-Noah... Ahh—" Michael’s voice broke into a low moan, his hips twitching forward against Noah’s teasing tongue.

Noah chuckled, the vibration sending a shiver straight through Michael.

"Mm. Sensitive already?" he murmured, his lips brushing against the swollen tip before swallowing him down slowly, inch by inch, until Michael felt the tight pull at the back of Noah’s throat.

He gasped and tilted his head back, water running down his face from his hair, mingling with the sweat that was already breaking out slowly.

"Ngh, that... that’s too much."

But Noah didn’t stop. He wanted Michael to forget the exhaustion, to lose himself here, in his mouth. His hands steadied Michael’s thighs so they wouldn’t close up too much, his nails lightly scratching his skin as he urged Michael to move, but Michael was a bit stubborn at first, so Noah decided to move, bobbing his head back and forth and being careful with his teeth.

It wasn’t as easy as it seemed, but since Michael wasn’t that big, he could manage.

"Ah—" His moan deepened as his hips began jerking despite his resolve not to move. "Noah... I can’t—"

"You can," Noah whispered as he pulled back for air, his lips dripping with his saliva and Michael’s precum mixed together.

Then, he sucked Michael’s dick back in till it hit the back of his throat and Michael’s legs trembled, his grip in Noah’s hair tightening until the blood stopped flowing to his knuckles.

This... This was getting out of hand. It felt too good.

He was worried he would pull out Noah’s perfectly healthy hair but at that point, he couldn’t really care about anything more than how to spill out the load rising from his balls.

The steam and slick heat of Noah’s mouth made Michael a little intoxicated. And even worse when he took a good look with those hazy eyes that were taking in something forbidden and watched Noah on his knees. It has a sensual allure to it and Michael’s entire body shuddered.

"N-Noah, I’m... I’m going to— ahhh!"

Noah’s muffled hum around him was the final push, sending Michael over the edge.

Without further warning, he released his semen and it came hot and fast, spurting deep inside Noah’s mouth. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

His entire body shuddered with the force of it and he barely held himself up, panting with his vision blurry from pleasure.

When Noah finally pulled away, wiping his lips with his thumb, showing he had swallowed the lot of it, he smiled up at Michael, satisfied at the outcome.

"There. A treat." He shamelessly said and Michael’s face burned red.

What treat? He was crazy to have swallowed all of that.

Michael’s breath hitched as he stared down at him, still dazed, his heart pounding against his ribs and his face flushed from all the blood that rushed towards his face.

"You... bastard. How am I supposed to rest after that?"

Noah rose, pulling Michael into his arms, their lips meeting with a certain intensity that made Michael disregard the metallic and salty taste of his own semen oozing from Noah’s mouth.

"It’s quite simple, actually," Noah whispered against their locked lips. "You’ll fall asleep in my arms after I ruin you a little more." He said and Michael wondered what more was there to this treat.

It...didn’t end early that night.

The aim was to make Michael feel stress-free, and that was only achieved after Michael came two more times, with the third time having Noah’s cock rubbing against his.

Noah watched him as he slept, relief and satisfaction filling his heart.

There were so many things he was yet to make up for. And among those things was giving Michael the sole assurance that he would never be abandoned again. He would never be left alone.

And the family he craved for so much and for so long... He would give it to him.

"I’ll definitely make you my bride," Noah whispered, kissing his exposed shoulder. "And I’ll make you feel very special."

That was a promise he made to, not just himself, but the sleeping Michael.

And that night, Michael had one of those memory dreams he hadn’t had in years.

And in this dream... It was about Noah wondering what the concept of love meant and why it was important to some when it felt useless to him.

He was 20 years old then. Long before he met Michael. So it shouldn’t matter too much.