Chapter 34: Eat his ass like a cupcake (m)
Maxwell let out a soft, quiet gasp as Andrew swallowed his dick. Andrew thought of that sound as a reward, as he settled in a sucked and licked his dick like his favourite snack. Feeling Maxwell’s fingers dig into his hair, into his scalp, Andrew’s chest filled with a sense of pride. Especially when Maxwell pushed his head down faster.
"Andrew, I-" There was no way he was going to stop. He wanted to know everything about Maxwell, especially the way he tasted. Keeping his pace unless Maxwell sped him up, Andrew kept going. Gently massaging Maxwell’s balls in his hands. Maxwell’s soft, almost surprised gasps kept him going, and he knew that Maxwell was getting wetter and wetter. Andrew’s mouth watered as he thought about what he was going to do next.
Maxwell’s body stiffened, and cum exploded into his mouth. Andrew swallowed it down, playing his tongue along the tip of his cock before taking it all the way into his mouth one last time and letting it go with a ’pop!’.
When he sat up, and looked at Maxwell, he was surprised at how disheveled he looked. His hair was a little more messy, his cheeks and chest were tinged pink, and he was panting. His eyes were pools of a deep, hazy blue, and when he looked at Andrew, he seemed dazed.
"You can do that whenever you want. Just let me know. Fuck. I had no idea you could...do that." Maxwell wet his lips with his tongue, and with a chuckle, Andrew moved until he could kiss the stunned, pleasured man. Maxwell was surprisingly aggressive, given how he looked, and Andrew was distracted momentarily from his next task. With his quick, but bossy tongue in his mouth, Andrew sighed blissfully, enjoying his pheromones wrapping around him as the two kissed.
But, he had a mission, and as much as Maxwell had been a disheveled mess, he wanted more. So much more. Something deep within him wanted to make the man scream. He wanted him to think of only him. No one else could occupy his mind, especially while they were in bed.
And, there was a smaller, softer voice who wanted to treat him well. The two of them had basically solidified that they had feelings for each other today. Granted, it was in front of two other people, but it was a special day. Andrew wanted to make it memorable.
Pulling away from kissing Maxwell, he protested, wanting to continue their kiss. Andrew, pleased that the man was so responsive, gave him a quick peck before heading down his body again.
"Andrew, what are you-" It was clear to anyone that Maxwell liked being in control. Andrew didn’t hate that at all, but he did want to surprise him. So telling him where he was going wasn’t in the cards. The man was going to have to guess.