CalyB

Chapter 394: Am I doing a good job? (m)

Andrew groaned, his head falling back as Maxwell curled his fingers up and hit the spot. It was heaven and hell, since Andrew hadn't felt this in forever. Maxwell was watching Andrew's every expression like he was starved.

Andrew was holding his own legs up and back, allowing Maxwell more control, and also it gave Andrew something to do. This way, Maxwell could focus more and gave him better access, and Andrew felt included.

Andrew could see that Maxwell was getting worked up, and that alone was making the man feel good. He was excited to see that Maxwell's face was flushed, that he was watching Andrew like a hawk, and his cock was hard. They weren't addressing it, but it was clear that Maxwell was pleased that he was getting hard because of Andrew.

There were a few more intense kisses before eventually, Andrew could tell it was time. He was stretched enough to take Maxwell's cock, and Maxwell was getting antsy.

Andrew released his legs, sliding his hands down further until his hands wrapped around Maxwell's wrist.

"Angel, it's time. I want your cock in me." Andrew told him and watched as Maxwell took in a deep breath. He watched as his chest expanded, his fingers twitching as Andrew clenched around Maxwell inside of him. Maxwell's eyes fluttered closed, his lips slightly ajar before he opened his gaze and met Andrew's.

"Are you sure?" Maxwell confirmed, and Andrew felt his chest warm at the simple ask.

"Maxy, I've never been more sure about something. I know you're worrying. I don't care. I also don't care if you're a quick shot. That just means my ass is tight, you know?" Andrew felt his lips curl up. "You're also a virgin. That's bound to happen." Maxwell's expression grew hard, his gaze narrowing.

"Are you saying that I'm going to be a one pump chump?" Maxwell asked and Andrew grinned. He squeezed Maxwell's wrist which he still had in his grasp.

"I'm saying, don't think you're going to be a stud right away, alright? No one does well on their first time." Andrew teased and watched as Maxwell's jaw twitched.

"Andy, are you purposefully antagonising me?" Maxwell asked, leaning in and over Andrew. His blue gaze was narrowed, his jaw tight, and Andrew wouldn't lie and say that he wasn't turned on by the anger in his gaze.

Andrew felt a lazy smile turn his lips up as Maxwell scanned his expression.

"Well, not really." Andrew said noncommittally, and Maxwell chuckled. His fingers curled up, rubbing against Andrew's prostate and Andrew moaned.

"That's not a very smart idea, given I still have my fingers inside of you." Maxwell told him, before he eventually pulled them out. He made sure to give Andrew a few warning taps before he did so. Andrew kept his hands where they were, releasing Maxwell's wrists but keeping his hands near his asshole so that he could hold it open for Maxwell.

It was the nice thing to do, and Maxwell still had a little bit of prep to do.

They hadn't checked for normal size condoms, so now was the time to check.

Or that was what Andrew thought was going to happen.

Maxwell, smirking, full of himself, simply opened the bottle of lube and poured a bit onto his hard cock. Andrew watched with wide eyes as the man stroked his hand over himself, staring at Andrew, daring him to look away.

"Uh, condoms?" Andrew asked carefully and Maxwell watched Andrew for a moment.

"Andy, you were the one who suggested that we do this without condoms first. I also don't think we have any, and I would look like a damn fool using yours." Maxwell said. Andrew gulped. "Are you afraid?" Maxwell asked and Andrew shook his head.

"Not afraid. More…worried. I know I can't get pregnant, but there are some things we still need to worry about. Like diseases and infections." Andrew told him and Maxwell paused, before a smile touched his lips and he leaned forward. He gently kissed Andrew, and it didn't feel like he was shutting him up.

He just sipped at Andrew's lips, taking his time. Andrew found himself relaxing into the bed, before he would tense thinking Maxwell was going to rub against him, but then Maxwell wouldn't. He just…kissed him until Andrew was fully relaxed against the bed.

Maxwell smiled down at him, his eyes soft.

"Baby, we get teased all the time. Blood work, everything. We're both clear of anything dangerous. Michael checks that, and I've been to the doctor recently. We aren't sleeping with anyone else, so we're okay. We can do some checks after as well, but I think we're good. We can fuck bareback if we want." Maxwell told him and Andrew felt his ass twitch.

He was being responsible. He was trying to do the right thing. What he really wanted?

He wanted Maxwell to fuck him without a condom and fill him up.

Andrew let out a shuddering sigh while Maxwell's grin took on a nasty, dirty twist.

"Are you ready to be my little cock sleeve?" Maxwell asked and Andrew felt his body tense in response. Holy shit. It was dangerous, Maxwell saying that to him. Andrew's stomach was in knots, his hole was twitching, and his cock was stiff.

"I am." Andrew didn't like how his voice shook. It wasn't in fear. It was in excitement. Thankfully, Maxwell got that, and his grin was infectious. Now he moved closer, rubbing his cock against Andrew's ass and balls. Andrew groaned at the touch, and watched as Maxwell did the same.

"Good. I'm refusing to be a one pump chump. I know you wouldn't tell anyone, but I couldn't live with that knowledge." Maxwell sounded determined and Andrew let out a soft chuckle.

"Angel, I don't care if you are. You'll just make it easier for you to slide in again." Andrew told him and watched as desire flared across Maxwell's features. While Maxwell hadn't really considered topping before, it was clear that he was really getting into it now.

Andrew was excited that he was the only one who was going to see this expression. Well, he might have had a similar expression when locking down a good deal, but no one had seen him like this before.

Maxwell kept teasing him, rubbing the head of his cock against Andrew's ass and Andrew could feel how desperately he wanted the man. How his head would almost go in, before gliding past. Maxwell was staring down at the man, knowledge in his eyes until Andrew clenched his teeth and on the next pass by, Andrew grabbed Maxwell's cock.

"Stop teasing." Andrew growled. "Just fuck me already, Maxy." Andrew watched as joy spread across Maxwell's lips before he chuckled.

"Alright. You're so demanding." Maxwell muttered, clearly pleased before Maxwell did them both a service and slowly sunk his cock into Andrew's ass.

Both men moaned as Maxwell sunk home and Andrew needed a moment to adjust. So did Maxwell.

"Fuck." Maxwell's harsh exclamation had Andrew smiling.

"Do you like my ass?" Andrew asked, teasing, and watched as colour tinged Maxwell's face, chest and ears. He looked hot as hell, pleasure radiating off of his features. His jaw was tense, and Andrew could feel him twitch inside of him. Andrew squeezed him and watched as Maxwell full body shuddered.

"Andrew, I can't even…" Maxwell swallowed thickly, opening his gaze and staring at Andrew. His blue eyes were dazed, and he licked his lips absently. "You feel this every time we have sex?" Andrew let out a laugh, gasping part way through it as Maxwell moved inside of him.

"Come here. I want to kiss you." Andrew said in response, and that was answer enough. Maxwell bent, Andrew's legs wrapping around him as the man shifted his angle. Both men groaned into the kiss, just enjoying them being connected for a few moments before Maxwell started to get antsy.

"Do I just…move?" He asked carefully, his lips hovering only a few millimeters above Andrew's. Andrew let out a soft exhale, staring up at the man and his serious question. Now was not the time to tease him.

"Yes. It doesn't have to be perfect. I want you to do what you think feels good." Andrew told him. "Don't worry about being perfect right away. I can tell you are already worrying about that." Andrew said, his lips turning up slightly. While they had been kissing, Andrew's hands had come up and wrapped around Maxwell. He now used his hands to cup Maxwell's face as the other man stared at him, worried. "You'll do great, Maxy." Andrew told him.

Maxwell scanned his face, his cheeks warm to the touch.

"I just don't want to do poorly." Maxwell admitted and Andrew melted.

"Well, you've not cum by putting your cock in me, so you're above about 4 dudes right now." Andrew teased and Maxwell's eyes went wide, before he snorted. He dropped his head, pressing it against Andrew's chest as Andrew froze.

He wasn't supposed to say that.

He worried that Maxwell was going to get mad, but the man's shoulders began to shake as he laughed. Andrew tried to keep it together as he could feel Maxwell's cock twitch, shifting slightly as Maxwell's whole body moved as he chuckled.

"Baby, four? Four felt this heat, this warmth, this tightness and came right away?" Maxwell raised his face, a purely male expression on his face. "I honestly thought it was going to be more than that." Maxwell said and Andrew felt his eyes widen.

"O-Oh." Andrew said dumbly in the face of the wave of attraction he felt towards Maxwell in that moment. Maxwell moved back, gripping onto Andrew's thighs as he positioned himself. He let out a short exhale, as if preparing himself for what was to come before he winked at Andrew. Andrew clenched around him.

"Andy, Baby, you ready?" Maxwell asked, his voice slightly strained. Andrew nodded and Andrew held his breath as Maxwell pulled out slowly, before he thrust his cock back in. It was slow, deliberate, testing the waters.

Maxwell looked like he was in so much pleasure that Andrew was sure he was going to take a freeze frame in his mind and store that for later. Hot. It was so damn hot.

"Fuck. I've never felt anything like this before." Maxwell muttered, his voice choked. "Am I doing this right?" Maxwell asked and Andrew tried to not just tighten around the man. He was so turned on as Maxwell kept checking in, kept asking questions.

"Angel, you're doing perfect. I'm loving this." Andrew told him and watched as Maxwell gave him a cocky, boyish grin.

Andrew wanted Maxwell to get him pregnant. In that moment, that was something he wished desperately for.