=Eric=
When Max said we'd make ourselves comfortable I didn't know what to expect, exactly. But since he was obviously aroused and interested, I didn't expect this.
I'm sitting on a couch, a bottle of beer in one hand and we're watching TV. Just some useless channel. Max is near, but not really close. I'm disappointed, which makes me slightly uncomfortable. I didn't want him to just jump my bones, but this... this isn't what I want either.
"Max..." I look at him and he looks back, interested in me. "Eh..." I turn away again. "Sorry, nothing."
He reaches out, touching my neck for a moment and then putting his arm over the back of the couch. His touch makes me shiver, in a good way.
"You're in charge tonight. I don't want you to start hating me because I did something you didn't want. You decide what we do." His voice is steady, low. It must take a lot of confidence for an Alpha to give away control like this.
I turn to him more, my head on his arm, as I look at him, really look at him. I now understand why I didn't see an Alpha in him immediately. So many Alpha males, but also females, they're loud, like roosters. Showing off, showing that they are the best, that they're in charge. Max's power is much more quiet. Seeing him here, comfortable, makes it so much more obvious. He has that quiet but intense power around him, he controls
everything that is going on, he knows exactly what is happening. He doesn't even make me nervous, didn't from the start. But usually that comes with a flip side, with anger that can be so intense that it's damaging.
I reach out, touching the slightly rough stubble on his cheek, running my finger over his strong nose and rough features. He's not pretty, but he is handsome, in a diamond-in-the-rough kind of way. He looks my way and his light brown eyes shine slightly more. It makes butterflies in my stomach flutter. He is intense and all his focus is on me right now.
I sit up, coming closer, putting my hands on his shoulders as I lean even closer. Our faces are only inches apart, so close that I can smell him, his woody scent. I close the distance of the last couple of inches, putting my lips to his. Softly, carefully kissing him, slowly deepening the kisses as he wraps his arms around me.
Max shifts, pulling me onto his lap, putting us chest to chest, the position much more comfortable.
I open my lips, letting him into me more, giving him more control, exchanging control. I run my hands up, pushing them into his dark hair and pulling him even closer. Kissing, nibbling, getting out of breath.
The pressure between us rises and I moan out as he pulls my lower body to him more. Our arousals are pushing against each other, only the fabric of our clothes separating us. I pull back slightly and Max lets go, paying attention to my every move.
"No..." I try to make him hold me again. "Don't let go. Had to come up for air."
Max's laugh is low, rumbling, vibrating through me. "I see." He leans forward, putting his mouth over the pulse point in my neck.
I moan out again, my body easing, but my mind reeling. Wow.
Max kisses up my neck, towards my mouth, taking my mouth in a deep kiss. I hold onto him as I buck up against him
I stop, sitting still, quiet.
Max keeps holding me but he puts a bit of distance between us. "You okay?"
"I'm trying to figure that out." I think about the position we're in, the way we're holding each other. I've never done this with a man and I somehow still expect that I'll run away at every possible opportunity. But I don't. I ease some, breathing more easily. I might not be interested in men, but Max is making me hotter than I've ever been. Right now we're still in our clothes, anything we've done still fairly innocent.
I reach out, slowly starting to unbutton Max's shirt.
Max grabs my hands, not taking them away, but holding them in place. Making me look at him. His eyes are dark, filled with lust. "Are you sure?"
I nod. I can't promise that I'm going to do anything, but I'm sure I want to see more of him. "Yeah."
He lets go of my hands, resting his own back on my hips, keeping us connected.
I carefully open each button, slowly, making sure this is what I want.
But as each button reveals more of him I open them faster, wanting to uncover more of him, to see more of him. As the shirt finally falls to the sides I reach out and put my hands on his chest. He's hard, strong muscles under his skin moving with every breath. I run my hands up and down, touching him, exploring him. It's so different than I'm used to, but maybe that is good.
I quickly open my own buttons, revealing myself, inviting him to touch me too. I let the shirt fall to the floor and reach out again, wrapping my arms around Max, pulling us close. It feels so different, but the way our
bodies touch, fit against each other, it feels good. I sigh as I put my head on his shoulder.
"Hm?" Max wraps his arms around me too, his strong arms surrounding me, keeping me close.
"I don't think I've been this horny without someone actually touching my dick." I whisper the words against his neck.
Max's laugh vibrates through me, a happy sound, making my insides flutter. I want to keep hearing that sound. I want him to keep laughing like that.
This was easy, PG-13, nothing much. "I want you." The words leave my mouth without much input from my brain.
I see his Adam's apple bob as he swallows. "Are you sure?" His voice dips and I become unbelievably hard.
"I think so. I want to at least try."
Max moves my head, taking my mouth in a last, unbelievably hot, kiss. Then he wraps his arms around me, lifting me with him. Walking me over to the bed.
***
I look up from the bed as Max undresses, taking off his shirt fully, then taking off his other clothes until he's standing there in only his boxer briefs. He reaches over me, rubbing his hands over me, until he reaches the top of my pants, taking them off slowly, undressing me both as quickly and carefully as possible.
Then he slides up next to me on the bed. Pulling me close, face to face. I feel his whole body, his hard and strong body, pushing against me. I catch my breath, pointing my face up so he can take my mouth in another one of those amazing kisses.
He covers my lips with his, slowly kissing me before he takes my hand and moves it toward his crotch.
I gasp, I've never touched another man there before, it feels… different. I rub my hand up and down and his dick grows in my hand. I close my eyes, the sensations going through me too intense.
Then Max's hand is on my hip, making rubbing motions as he moves his hand between my legs. He is almost touching my cock, but doesn't quite do it.
I moan out, my whole body buzzing, tense, filled with energy. "Please." I'm not sure what I'm asking. Anything to release this energy, anything.
Max runs his fingers inside the band of my boxer briefs, touching the tip of my cock for a moment.
I buck up to his hand. I need release, I need to feel him.
Then he pulls my boxer briefs off and next up are his. We're stark naked now, face to face, touching. I look down, our dicks nearly touching each other. I lick my lips, the nervous energy inside me only intensifying when I see his naked body, obviously aroused because of me. I know that if he touches me, or if I touch myself, I'll come, immediately.
Max makes me look up at him, softly kissing me. "I want you, if you're ready, it's your choice."
Yes. My body screams for release, but at the same time my mind makes me think for a moment. He wants me, that means, he wants my ass. My gay virginity. I swallow. "Be careful."
"Of course." He kisses me again, pushing his tongue into me and then lets me go. He gets off the bed, walking over to his bag and taking out some things. I look on as he comes back to the bed, his cock bobbing in front of him, proud and very hard.
He puts the items next to me on the bed, but I'm too focused on the naked man instead.
I reach out to him, pulling him close. I need to feel him, touch him, remind myself this is really happening.
He wraps his arms around me, shifting us so that he is on the bottom and I'm lying on top of him. Our dicks are caught between us, side by side, hot and hard.
I hear the sound of a cap being opened and then his fingers are on my ass, kneading, massaging. Before he runs one finger through my crack.
Slowly up and down, coating my hole in lube without breaching me just yet.
His steady heartbeat calms me, relaxes me, without making me any less horny. He runs his finger over my ass again, now stopping right on top of my entrance, applying pressure.
I swallow hard and fast, becoming nervous now. "You okay?" Max pulls his hand away.
"I think so." I take a deep breath. "I'm okay." I put my arms as much around Max as possible, holding on.
Max's hand is back, slowly pushing at my hole, sliding into me slowly.
My breath comes out in short gasps. Oh, wow. I try to wrap my head around the feeling, but I don't know how or what. The pressure increases more and I groan.
"Relax. There is no danger, this is just me." Max runs his lips over my shoulder, distracting me somewhat.
"Relax. Not easy." I try to do as he asks though, trying to relax around his finger. But as I do so, he slips in further, touching something inside me that makes fireworks go off behind my eyes.
"Ah. Wow." I gasp, biting down on his shoulder.
Max does the same thing again, the blinding surge less surprising, but still rendering me boneless. "Let's try some more." He pulls out of me and I groan.
The loss of pressure is as weird as the increased pressure was at first.
Then his fingers are back, pushing into me, the width increasing this time. As a reflex I tense up and Max stops moving.
"It's okay. It's still just my fingers." He runs his other hand over my back, soothing me some. Then he starts moving again, in and out, sometimes hitting that spot inside me that makes me go boneless.
I gasp against his skin, not being able to keep much track of what is going on. Then he pulls his fingers back again, only to return with even more pressure, more width. "Oh. Max."
"Yeah?" He whispers the words, his voice low, nearly a growl.
"Don't stop." I'm about to lose my mind, the feelings all so intense that I'm not even doubting what we're doing. This feels good this feels right.
He chuckles. "I won't. Don't worry." He pushes his fingers in and out of me, relaxing me more and more.
I know what will be coming, but the sensations are too good to worry about it any more.
Then Max pulls his fingers back again, moving slightly under me before he pushes against my hole again, the pressure once again increasing.
The moan leaving us both is so deep that people in other rooms must have heard us, unless they were deaf.
Max moves, in and out, slowly making me go insane. The pleasure bordering beyond anything I've ever known, beyond everything that I've ever experienced.
He bites down on my neck, wrapping one arm around me and holding onto me as he sits up. It's only when his other arm also wraps around me, pulling me up and down to meet his hips, that I realise that it's no longer his fingers inside me, but his dick.
Oh, wow, damn. I hold onto him tightly, my hips now moving on their own accord. Fuck. I fuck myself onto his dick as he pushes into me over and over.
I moan out, my dick spreading pre-cum between us, slicking us both, enhancing the feeling. It's starting to border on really becoming too much. "Coming." The words barely leave my mouth before I come undone. A set of whole new experiences happening at the same time.
My dick shoots between us, coating us in even more sticky mess. Then I feel how the muscles inside me spasm, gripping Max's dick. It takes my breath away, making it hard for me to breathe, to think.
Max groans too, pushing into me hard, once, twice, trice. Then he bites down again, hard, and his dick pulses inside me, making my own spasming even more intense. I feel his cum spurt against my insides.
I almost feel like I'm about to come again, the pressure inside me still so big, so much. But as time passes, as Max runs his hands over me, I relax, my body finally having released all the tension.
Max pulls out of me slowly, putting me on my side on the bed. Then he curls up around me and pulls the blankets around us both.
Before long, I'm out, too exhausted to stay awake any longer.