“Mel figured it out. He found him in the newspaper in the weddings and births section. He’d just gotten married to a very wealthy woman and that was why he never wanted to show me off. I couldn’t help but confront him, of course. And he laughed in my face and said I was an idiot if I thought he was gay. He was just fucking around to see what it was like to fuck a guy.”
I took a deep breath. “And it wasn’t the last time I fell for a guy like that. A lot of them I figured out long before it got too far, and I fell to hard. I just gave up dating after a while.”
Maddox pulled away from me a little bit, and climbed out of bed. He grabbed the condom I’d put on the table, walked to my bag and stuffed it inside. He walked back, climbed back in, and pulled me back to him, wrapping my arms around him.
“Off the table,” he said. “Until you feel like you can really trust that I’m here for you, not just sex.” I must have given him a confused look. “Aaron. I’m not going to fuck you and you’re not going to fuck me until you know I’m here foryou. Maybe I’m straight, maybe I’m bi. Maybe it is gay just for you, but it’s not about just the sex for me. I actually like you. I like talking to you, playing with you, kissing you, holding your hand. Laying in the bed next to you is amazing. Yeah, it all changed because I thought I was being a smart ass with that kiss, but I am so glad it did. And when you trust that I’m for real about this, I am not going to let you worry about whether I’m here for you or the dicking.” He leaned in close and whispered in my ear, “Hint, it’s both.”
I laughed, a good honest-to-God full body laugh. Maddox dropped a kiss on my forehead, and I wrapped a hand around his neck and pulled him down to my mouth. He was more than willing to open to me, and kiss me like he’d been starving for me for days instead of it having been merely hours.
Groaning, I wrapped my hand around Maddox’s more than generous cock in his boxers. I slowly moved up and down on him, dragging the satin of the fabric over his skin. It felt like Heaven.
“Go on. Pull me out. I want you to wrap your hand around both of us again.” Maddox’s hand was under the band of my own boxers as he finished his words, his other hand slapping around on the nightstand for the lube.
I chuckled. “Right, right—no, your other right. Yeah, a little more, a little—” He slapped it right off the nightstand.
Tossing his head back against the pillow, he laughed too. “Damn it!” Jumping out of bed, he shed his boxers, grabbed the bottle and jumped back in. The bottle landed between us.
Grabbing it, I flipped it open and took his hard cock in my other hand. He gasped and wrapped a hand around my neck, pulling me close enough to press his forehead to mine.
“God, yes,” he hissed, and his other hand worked back into my boxers. He slid the boxers down, freeing me, and then pushed his hand over my hip to shoved them all the way off my ass.
Getting a good grip on one globe, he hauled me even closer to him and I easily brought our dicks in alignment with each other. The lube had been on my fingers long enough to warm and I dragged it down our erections.
“Shit,” Maddox hissed.
“Like that?”
“Yes.” He nodded enthusiastically.
I grabbed his other hand from my ass and wrapped it around my hand. “Why don’t you help me out here? This is fun for both of us. And I have another idea.”
“Oh? Better than this?”
Leaning in, I kissed him and rolled us so I was on top of him. “Maybe not better, but definitely just as good.” I grabbed the lube again, and spread some more on my fingers, and coated myself a little more, pulling away from his grip. “You keep that up, I like to watch you.”
“Voyeur,” he teased me.
“Especially for you.” I licked across his lips, then moved my legs to the outside of his, pushing his thighs together. I clamped them there, and used a hand to fondle the delicious balls that I wanted to suckle on. But not right now—now was for something I’d always wanted to try, and never had a partner who was willing.
Holding his sac just up off his body, I climbed forward and nestled the tip of my cock just under them.
He gasped, “What the—”
“Meet your perineum,” I whispered. “Mister Perineum is in for a treat.”
I slowly pushed down between his clenched legs into the channel there and—oh shit—it felt so good to nestle in there.
Maddox’s eyes were wide. “Jesus Christ.”
“Tell me,” I whispered. “Tell me what you feel.” I snapped my gaze to his. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
“Oh, my hell no. No. Don’t…don’t stop…”
Pressing down a little more, my pelvis was stuck against his. I dragged myself back up, pushing against his skin, his perineum, his balls. Then, thrust back down.
His eyes grew wide as I went as deep as I could and nudged over his hole. “H-holy shit. That’s...my…”
Chuckling, I kissed him again. “Yes. That’s your ass. You do know how anal sex works, right?”
