Chapter Seventeen -- A Story Of Firsts
Totally, a part of him liked to torture Jonathan even if it meant that he put himself through the wringer in the process. His cock was at the point of bursting, and the earlier session on the sofa, as hot as it had been, was totally gone from his mind. Definitely, that hard throbbing part of his anatomy couldn't remember a thing and now wanted to sneak into a certain enticing hole.
"I'm not going to show you my asshole," Jonathan protested. "This is getting ridiculous."
"Oh, yeah? Then please turn and face me so I can see just how ridiculous you think this is."
Jonathan moved but kept his hands linked in front of his midsection.
"Nah-ah, no cheating. Take your hands away."
An unintelligible mumble accompanied obeying his order, making Maddox's grin stretch wider. Jonathan was totally pitching a tent and, frankly, Maddox was glad that the sexy briefs hadn't come off yet, because there was something he wanted to do very much. "Come here," he ordered.
There were no protests as Jonathan climbed on the bed, but his whole body was tense, and uncertainty lurked in the amber eyes. Maddox reached for him and cupped his cheek. "Don't worry so much. Right now, I just want to kiss you."
A small exhalation followed, and Jonathan aligned his body with his so that they could kiss. However, he didn't sit there passively but moved one hand and wrapped it around Maddox's erection and rubbed it slowly.
Maddox surely didn't want to be left behind, so he snuck one hand around to grab Jonathan's ass. His fingers reached under the briefs and went for the prize. Gosh, he wanted this so much, even if it killed him to think that it could be over once they were finished.
Nah, he wasn't afraid anymore. Jonathan's mouth was freaking addictive, if only for those mad kisses, and he wouldn't get over it so easily. The guy kissed with everything he had, and he was the kind of kissing fiend Maddox loved the most. Their breathing was growing increasingly difficult as they devoured each other's mouths, tongues wrestling.
He broke it off only in order to look at Jonathan and get the confirmation he wanted. The amber eyes were hazy, and they were so much more beautiful from up close. Maddox brushed his nose against Jonathan's playfully and earned a small giggle in return. "I have no idea about you, but my cock is threatening to detach itself so that it can sneak behind you and bury itself in your ass."
Jonathan caressed his jawline and gave him a small kiss. "We can't have that, right?"
He surely tried to play it cool, but his cheeks were on fire, and his lips were adorably swollen from their kisses.
"I suppose I should get into position," Jonathan said and bit his bottom lip.
"Yeah. On your back," Maddox said.
"Um, you sure? I think I should--"
"We'll do it doggy style later," Maddox said promptly.
Jonathan didn't seem too convinced but lay on his back. Maddox grinned and pulled down his briefs, his cock prancing happily once out of its confines. Remembering his promise, he dunked his tongue directly into Jonathan's belly button, earning an instant gasp of surprise. Too bad he couldn't be bothered with too much teasing at this point, so he just gave it a small lick before going lower and brushing his lips against a glistening mushroom head in passing.
He smirked as he stood at the edge of the bed and began undressing. Since no buttons of any kind stood in the way, his striptease show was short-lived.
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Now he understood what Maddox meant by wanting to take a good look at him. Just watching the other undress was the sweetest type of torture. He liked Maddox's body in the extreme, all that manly hair in all the right places. It was true that he preferred his own body smooth, but just now he realized that it might have been his secret plan to keep it that way so he could experience rubbing his skin against a body like that.
And that amazing cock, so hard for him right now, was designed to render him speechless. Jonathan let out a long breath, trying to release the tension he felt building inside him. Maddox didn't allow him much time to admire the sight in front of him and climbed on the bed again with a naughty glint in his eyes.
Jonathan released a small confused whimper as Maddox pushed his legs up and stared directly under his balls.
"Hold them," Maddox said, and Jonathan grabbed his legs.
He felt so vulnerable, exposed like that, and it appeared that Maddox was comfortable down there, spreading his ass cheeks and tuning in his entire attention to a single point.
"You and I, we're going to be great friends," Maddox said.
"Um, okay, but how about looking at me when you say that?" Jonathan asked, his breathing uneven, growing more ragged by the second. Suddenly, he had weird thoughts about that certain part of his anatomy. Was it enough to convince an experienced guy like Maddox to fuck it?
"Hush, I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to this little hole."
"Really? I think it's part of my body."
Maddox hummed under his breath and used his fingers to tease Jonathan's asshole. "It's so smooth. Unlike you."
"What do you mean?"
"You're cactus-level prickly," Maddox replied promptly. "But not this thing. Oh, fuck, I'm going to lick it."
"Maddox, no!"
"Too late."
Jonathan moaned instantly the moment he felt something wet and naughty pressing against his backdoor. He had no idea it would feel like this. Fantasies notwithstanding, reality didn't come close to this, for the simple fact that it belonged somewhere up, up, outside the known universe. Pressing the back of his hand over his mouth to prevent other shameless sounds from escaping, he found himself dizzy with too much pleasure.
Maddox moved his tongue slowly. It could be that he had had plenty of practice, but Jonathan didn't want to let his mind wander there. Thinking of Maddox in the arms of nameless faceless girls made him feel possessive, and this game was not about ownership. He was simply being granted the realization of a fantasy of the best kind, so enjoying it and letting worries pass were the only course of action he should take.
Who knew nerve endings would be only skin-deep there? He had touched himself, surely, teased around, but nothing, absolutely nothing compared to the feeling of being probed so gently with that softer-than-velvet tongue. He could die. Much to his relief, Maddox didn't insist on continuing his rimming for long, eager, most probably just like he was, to get to more practical things.
"Thanks," he mumbled weakly.
Maddox's playful chuckle did nothing for his nerves. "You're welcome. I definitely like eating you out."
Another hitched breath followed as Maddox teased his balls, this time with a long swipe of the tongue.
"You're bent on making me come before you even put your cock inside me," Jonathan accused.
"So damned sensitive. I like it," Maddox declared. He straightened up and pushed his fingers against Jonathan's hole, exploring slowly.
