(BL)Alpha Made

"Do it. I don’t mind." Andrew egged him on, already imaging Maxwell rubbing himself against him, finding pleasure on him. Fuck. It made him so fucking hard. Maxwell’s eyes widened, before a grin split his face.

"Do you like the idea of that?" He asked, and Andrew nodded. Maxwell chuckled. "Then I’ll save that for later. For now, I want something else." Maxwell moved closer, raising his hips into the air and Andrew shifted so he could catch a glimpse of his ass.

Maxwell snorted, amusement in his gaze as he slowly undid Andrew’s belt and pushed his pants open. He barely pulled Andrew out of his underwear, and sighed happily when Andrew’s cock bounced to meet him. Maxwell’s hand wrapped around Andrew’s cock and Andrew groaned. He loved feeling the difference between their hands. Maxwell’s were soft, warm, always moisturized, where Andrew’s were a little rougher.

Since he hadn’t been working with chemicals recently, they had softened slightly, but there was still a difference in their grip and texture. It was heaven having Maxwell’s soft, slightly smaller hands on his cock.

"I do believe someone is continuing to get bigger down here. I might not be able to fit you in my mouth anymore." Maxwell teased, his blue eyes turning into blue crescents as he looked at Andrew. Andrew was breathing heavily already.

"That’s...that’s fine." Andrew’s words hesitated for only a second and Maxwell tossed his head back with laughter. Andrew watched his every move like a man starved, and Maxwell knew it.

"Oh Baby. Is someone worried about that? Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that I get alot of practise in so that someone isn’t worried." Maxwell licked his lips. "We’re lucky right now that you haven’t learned how to knot, or we might be in serious trouble. I know just how much you like me, Andy." Maxwell’s laughter and happiness made it hard for Andrew to breathe. He’d moved his hands away from Maxwell’s thighs because he was worried he’d hurt him with his grip.

He was happy he had done so.

"I-Is that right?" Andrew asked softly, his brain foggy as he took in the hot, horny man above him. Maxwell grinned, leaning in further so that he could kiss Andrew’s lips.

"Yeah. I have a feeling that the first time you’re going to knot is when your cock is down my throat. I hope we won’t have to call Dr. Smith to get some help." His chuckle was full of humour, while Andrew felt his head go blank.

"I-I like that, but I think I’d like it more if I was balls deep inside of you and I knotted." Andrew whispered, his lips feeling swollen and full even though they’d barely kissed. Maxwell sucked in.