Max’s Freudian Slip - Chapter #15

by craigpnifty@protonmail.com

Author’s notes:

This is the fictional account of a relationship that develops between a man and a teenage boy.  It might involve some sex at some point, so if that sort of thing offends you, move along.

Please accept my sincerest apologies for taking so long to get this latest chapter finished.   Things have been a little crazy and I just haven’t had the time to write.   Much appreciation to those of you who took time to email and inquire about the story and my well being.

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 Chapter 15 – Madison (pt 4)

I awoke the next morning a little after 6:00.  It was way too damn early!    My mouth was parched and there was a dull throb in my head.   I was never really ever drunk last night, but I had certainly had enough to drink to leave some lingering effects.   I started trying to recount the number of beers I had since the prior afternoon… 2 at the bar while Max was blowing Cam, one more at dinner, then at least four by the pool while the boys swam, then another (or was it two?) at the hotel bar before finally going to bed around midnight?  By the time I got to the end I had lost track of my count.   My mind couldn’t focus yet.  I was still too groggy, even for simple math.

I reached for the water bottle on my night stand and drained the last of it.   It was a good thing I had taken some Advil before crashing and had been drinking the water all night or I am sure I would REALLY feel like crap.   It had been a night of very restless sleep.  Each time I woke, my mind would immediately start conjuring up images of scenes that would capture my attention briefly before I would doze back off.   A scene of Cam sucking Max.   One of Max sucking Cam…..   

And then there was the scene where my imagination really went wild.   I had come up to the room about an hour after the boys were done swimming to change my shirt.   Kim, the mom of these two twin boys we met at the pool had spilled a drink on me.    Oh shit! The twins!  I had almost forgotten about them.   They were sooooo damn cute.  A little below my age of interest, but still cute as hell.    Our boys were teaching them how to do flips in the pool.    I was jealous of them getting to place their hands on those little boy asses as they guided them through maneuvers.

 Sorry, I digressed.  Cute boys do that to me, no matter the age.   Anyway, when I got to our room, the door was locked from the inside and when the door caught on the lock I could hear the unmistakable sound of boys scrambling around in a panic.   I heard one clearly ran into the bathroom.   When Max finally let me in, he was wearing only a pair of shorts and the way his semi-hard cock pressed against the thin fabric made it obvious he had on no underwear.   I surveyed the living room and saw Cam and Spencer on the couch under a blanket.   I couldn’t help but notice all 4 pair of wet swim trunks strewn about on the floor.   Perhaps it was my boy loving brain just interpreting things the way I  wanted to see them, but it seemed to me the boys were definitely engaged in some sort of naughtiness.   If not, what were Spencer and Ian wearing if their trunks were on the floor?

Of course, parts of my momentary fits of consciousness throughout the night were spent speculating again on the appearance of Ian’s boy dick.   Did he perhaps have that near perfect uncut dick that I had been fantasizing about?  I really hoped Max was truly going to be willing to share some details like he had said he would.

I sat up in bed, trying to clear my head.   I needed to pee and needed more water and another dose of Advil.    I drug myself to my feet and staggered out the door.   I peeked in on Max and Cam in the living room.   They had the blankets pulled up tight around them and Max had snuggled up against Cam, much like he had done to me the night before.  His arm was casually thrown across Cam’s torso.  The cute scene made me smile.  Having grown up in an era where being gay was NOT ok, it made me happy to see two young gay boys being freely gay.

I refilled my water bottle and sipped on it as I sat on the toilet and relieved myself.   I popped a few more Advil, finished off the water and refilled it.   My teeth felt like they were covered in thin gauze so I gave them a quick brushing.  The mint of the toothpaste and the additional water already had me feeling refreshed, but I still needed a few more hours of sleep. 

I made my way back to bed and crawled back under the comforter.  I had just gotten myself comfortable when I heard the bathroom door close. In the morning silence, I could hear the heavy splatter of teen piss hitting the water in the bowl. Given the heaviness of the piss stream  that I had observed before with Max, I assumed it was him.   And I was right.   After he washed his hands he was soon standing next to my bed looking down on me.  He was wearing the same shorts he had on when he unlocked the door for me last night.    I pulled the covers aside, inviting him to crawl in beside me.   He did, much to my delight.

“Morning,” I said.  “Did I wake you up a bit ago?  Hope you feel better than I do this morning.  I had a lot of beer last night,” I groaned.

“Yeah I guess you did,” he said, grinning.  “And I am fine.  Just a little bit horny.”  I was surprised he was so forthcoming with the last admission.

“Oh yeah?” I whispered.  “Even with all the action you got yesterday… playboy?”  He stifled a laugh.   “Let’s see,” I continued.  “A morning blow job from Cam, then whatever you guys did before dinner and THEN whatever went down with Ian and Spencer after you swam?”

He looked a little surprised.  “Oh…so you know about that?”

“Yeah, well it was kind of obvious Max.  The door was locked.  You had a bit of a boner in your shorts when you answered the door and I could hear Ian run for the bathroom.   Plus your face didn’t hide things well when I told you to have fun when I left.   Don’t ever take up poker Max.”

“Sorry.  You don’t care do you?  That we were doing…you know..stuff?”

“I don’t care at all.  As long as nobody was making anyone do anything and,” I began before he interrupted.

“We weren’t, promise,” he replied sharply and a little too loudly.

I put my finger to my lips to remind him to whisper.  There was no reason to wake up Cam.  I wanted some alone time to talk with Max, despite still being tired.   “And if you promise to tell me all about it,” I added, finishing my original thought.

“You really wanna know what all we did?”

“Sure,” I answered, intentionally trying to sound only mildly interested, while my boy loving heart was already starting to beat faster in anticipation of juicy details.  “It will give me something to ponder when I go back to sleep here in a bit.”

“Well, it was kinda funny. You see, Ian made a bet,” Max started before I cut him off by pressing my hand over his mouth.   He gave me a puzzled look.

“Let’s start at the beginning of the day,” I said.   “Tell me about Cam sucking you.  Like how did that even come about?”

“Well, I was just trying to wake him up you know.   I was afraid he would still be mad, you remember?  But he wasn’t.   He told me he got up in the middle of the night and saw I had slept with you and he was angry with himself.”

“Maybe he was a little bit jealous too,” I suggested.

“Maybe.  I dunno.  But he told me he was really sorry and just said he was going to do what he should have done the night before and he started pulling down my Calvins.   I wasn’t really sure what he was doing until his mouth slipped over my cock.”

“Nice.  So he just took charge huh?”

“Yeah.  I tried to tell him we didn’t have time but he just told me to relax and enjoy it and that I could pay him back whenever I decided to.”

“That’s kind of hot isn’t it?  When your partner just kind of takes charge?”  Max nodded and his hips flinched.   I could tell reliving yesterday in his mind was beginning to give him a little bit of a charge.   “So then what?  Tell me more.” I continued in a seductive whisper.  “Did it feel nice?  His warm mouth wrapped around your most private part.   His soft tongue running over the head of your cock, driving you nuts?”  I knew he was already worked up and I just couldn’t resist adding up his arousal.   I wanted to see if I could make him squirm.  He closed his eyes and let out a subtle moan as he rolled his hips to the bed and thrust into it.  I had no doubt that under the sheets and inside his shorts was a stiffening teenage prick.  The fact that my cute friend was in my bed and boned made my own cock grow.

He took a second to answer.  “Yeah, that.   But what else is there to tell?  He sucked me until I came.  All while you took a shower.”

I shook my head.  “Dude, don’t you know the details are what make a good story. Like did you get hard really fast?”

“Soooooooo fast!” Max answered with a grin.

“Were you as hard as you are right now Max?” I pressed with a grin.

“Even harder.  God,” he whined as his hips thrust into the bed again.  His pent up desire was delicious to watch.  I could feel my own cock beginning to ooze precum from just thinking about Max’s hard dick only inches away from my own.

I briefly wondered if I could talk him into letting me wank him.   Or maybe even suck him.   He was so horny, I reckoned he would struggle saying no.   But I told myself to stop.  That was a line I still intended not to cross.  It pained me to reign myself in.    I continued with my questioning.   “Ok. Uh huh.  And once you were all boned up, could Cam still fit it all in his mouth without choking or anything?”  I wanted all the juicy details so I could replay this scene in my head later.

He nodded.  “Craig, my dick’s not THAT big you know.”  Under the covers I could tell he was gripping his hard dick, maybe double checking its size again to make sure he hadn’t added a few more inches over night.

“Ok,” I chuckled.   “Still sounds like Cam was pretty good at it.  Are you sure it was his first time.”

“Yes, I’m sure.   He wouldn’t have lied about that to me.  Do you want to hear about what we did when we got back from gymnastics now?”

“Wait,” I said holding up my hand.  “Yes I do, but first how did your first blow job end?”

“What do you mean how did it end?  I came like a fucking freight train!” he answered with a wide smile.

 “How long did it take you to blow?  I bet it was pretty fast, huh?”

“Well, Cam says I always cum fast, but yeah, it didn’t take long.   Just a minute or two.  Is that fast?”

“In general, probably.  But for someone’s first time, nah.   So, where did…um… it end up?” 

“You mean my sperm?” he asked.  I nodded.  “Cam swallowed it. ALL of it!  I tried to warn him Craig, promise.  Just like you said to.  I tried to push his head away when I knew it was coming but he just pushed my hand away and then pushed down on my dick even more and then I just erupted.   Cam said it tasted good even.”

“Seems to me that he liked sucking you off.”

“Duh!  He said he loved it.  And that’s what made me excited to want to do it back to him.  I didn’t care anymore about all those stupid things I was worried about.   So you want me to tell you about that now?”  I could tell by the way he asked that he wanted desperately to tell me about it.   Like he was proud of himself and wanted to share.   Perfect!

“You sure you can handle getting any more worked up.  I mean maybe you should go have a wank and then come tell me.”

I think he actually paused for a few seconds considering it.  “I’ll be fine.”

Max proceeded to tell me all about giving his first blow job.   He basically reversed roles with Cam and took charge once they got back – making out with Cam aggressively while he pushed off his competition shirt until Cam’s cock sprung free.   He dropped to his knees and took it into his mouth and sucked on it for a while before pushing Cam onto the bed and finishing him off.   As he retold it, I could sense the hunger in his voice that he was describing from the prior day.

I couldn’t resist adding to his arousal.  “Isn’t the feel of a cock in your mouth the best?  It’s soft… yet hard…. and smooth.    You can feel the blood pulse, making it thicker and thicker as you bathe it with your tongue.  Then you get rewarded with an occasional release of pre-cum.  The best thing though was probably hearing Cam moan and knowing it was you making him feel so good.  Right?”

His eyes opened wide and stared at me in disbelief as if I had just read his mind.  “Shit Craig.  Yes!  Like, how did you know?”

“I told you I had given a few blow jobs Max.   I get it man.”    I more than understood the desire to suck cock.  God, I’ve fucking loved a dick in my mouth from the first time I sucked one when I was 10 or 11.

“Wow,” he just whispered.

“So two questions.  Were you able to suck Cam’s entire dick once he was hard and did you like the taste of his jizz?”  

“Pretty much.  I kind of choked a couple times, but I could still feel it in my throat. That was awesome.”

“And did you let him shoot in your mouth?”

“Sorta.  He told me it was coming and all and I was going to but I kind of got scared at the last minute and tried to pull off but it was too late.   I got some in my mouth and then it went all over my lips and my face.   But I actually didn’t mind it.  Next time I will do it, I swear.”

“Atta boy.  So wait.  Next time?  You mean you haven’t done it again yet?  I mean not last night with Ian and Spencer or later?”

“Not exactly.  We took a shower after I sucked Cam and I sucked him some more in the shower and then we 69-ed on the bathroom floor and – “

I cut him off.  “Wait, wait!  You had just gotten done sucking Cam and then like 10 minutes later you are in the shower and you started sucking him again?  Were you that horny?”

“I dunno.  I wasn’t that horny really.  I had cum already too, while I was sucking him.  I don’t think I told you that.”

“Stop! You shot your load just from sucking Cam?”

He nodded and looked away.  I think he was ashamed.  The way I asked him, I realized, implied that it was unusual and weird.   I needed to put a new spin on it.  “Damn Max, that’s really fucking hot.”

“It is?” he asked, somewhat surprised.

“Hell yeah.  Cam must think he’s a god, having you get off just from sucking his dick.  Were you playing with it or anything?”

“Nuh uh.  I hadn’t even taken off any clothes.  But I was kinda grinding on the bed.”

“You mean like you were a few minutes ago,” I teased him.  “Don’t you be making a mess in my bed,” I added and poked him in the chest.

“I won’t,” he laughed.

“Promise?  You are pretty horny I think.  What got you riled up this morning to begin with anyway?”

He looked at me like I was an idiot.  “Well telling you all about this stuff.  Duh!  And the way you kept talking all dirty and stuff didn’t help, CRAIG!”

“Yeah I’m sure.  But you said you were horny when you came in here.”

“Well duh.  Cam and I slept naked and all night I kept waking up and could feel his naked body next to mine and all I could think about was sucking him off again.”  

It dawned on me that Max must have put on shorts to come into my room.   “Naked?  You know you didn’t have to put on shorts to come talk to me Max.  I don’t mind cute boys crawling into my bed naked.”  I was a little shocked by my own stark admission.  It just slipped out.  I quickly changed the subject.  “So are you planning to suck Cam again?  Maybe while I am in the shower?”

“Hopefully! When he wakes up.”

“You didn’t think about just sucking him while he was asleep?  Taking his delicious cock into your mouth and pleasuring it until he got hard and he woke up.”   I continued to add more details than necessary. 

He groaned at me.  “I did actually, but it was way too early.  I was afraid he would be mad.”

I laughed.  “Mad?  Max, I don’t think many guys would mind waking up to someone sucking their dick.”

“Really?” he answered.  I was surprised at his surprise.  “Would you mind that Craig?”

“Hell no Max!   I’d love waking up to a good blow job. I mean, as long as I liked whoever was doing it of course.”

“Yeah…” he mumbled.  I could tell wheels were turning in his head.   I almost expected him to bolt from my room and head back to the living room and do what I had just suggested.  I glanced at the clock.  It was still quite early.   6:31.   We had been talking about 20 minutes.

Once I realized the horny 13 year old was not leaving I took the conversation onto the next topic.   I desperately wanted to hear about what went down when all four of the boys were in my room.   And dammit, I wanted to know more about Ian’s cock!  “So, what about last night?  When Ian and Spencer were up here?  Something about a bet?”

“Well, there was a bet.  But it kind of all started with a promise I made at the gym.   I was trying to get Spencer pumped up and I joked with him that if we won the meet that he could suck Cam and I.   I remembered how he stared at our dicks at Cam’s sleepover… but I really was just trying to be funny.  Only Spence didn’t take it as a joke.”

“Ah.  So when you won, Spencer expected to be paid up?”

“Uh uh.  Except neither Cam nor I were really horny by then because of all the stuff we did earlier.  But Spencer kept grabbing our dicks at dinner.  Did you notice?”

“No,” I laughed.

“And in the hot tub at the pool.   He was really horny!”

I loved knowing that Spencer was such a horny little boy.   I hadn’t expected him to be quite so bold.  He was typically pretty quiet and reserved.   It seemed more like something Ian would do.

“So what was this bet about?”

“Well, Spencer told Ian about what I had promised.  So after we won, Ian was talking to Spencer about it and told him there was no way he could handle sucking our bigger dicks.   Spencer told him he could and so they ended up making a bet.”

“A bet that Spencer COULD take your or Cam’s whole dick in his mouth?”

“Yes.  Exactly.”  Wow, such horny little fuckers!  God I loved it.   It sounded like the kind of thing that would have happened when I was a kid with my friends.  I was certain it was rarer these days with all the preaching of bad touch in schools, etc.

“So what did Spencer win if he won the bet?”

“Ian would have to suck his dick until he got off.”

I was confused.  I had the impression the two little guys had been swapping head for a long while.   “I thought you told me those two had been doing stuff for a long time?” 

“Well they had, but I guess Ian never really sucks Spencer legit.  He just kisses his dick or licks it for a few seconds and then stops.”

“Oh, so Ian’s one of those guys who just wants to take and not give?”

“I dunno. Maybe.  But I don’t think Spencer really minds though, you know what I mean?”

“Yeah, I’m getting that image loud and clear.   So if Spencer couldn’t manage your big dicks, what would Ian win?”

“Spencer told Ian that if he couldn’t do it, Ian could like fuck him. I mean for real fuck him!  Like really put his dick in his butt.”

“Wow!” I answered. 

“Yeah, I know right?”

“Couple of little horn dogs your friends are.  So who won the bet?”

“Spencer!   He sucked Cam no problem, and Cam’s dick is bigger than mine. Ian tried to say it didn’t count at first because Cam was only like mostly hard.  But Cam got himself all hard and then Spencer still put it all in his mouth for like 30 seconds.”

“So Ian was watching to make sure Spencer really did it?”

“I was too, well at least until,” he started to say and then stopped himself.

“Until what Max?”

He looked somewhat shy suddenly.  “Nothing.”

“Maxxxxxxxx,” I said and poked around his chest tickling him.  “Out with it.”  He writhed and giggled as he tried to push my hands away.   “I’m not going to judge you.  Honest.”

“Okay, okay, okay,” he finally gave in.  “Well, I was watching, or trying to.  I had to look around Ian because he had his face close up, watching.   But I stopped watching when I started sucking on Ian’s dick.”  Finally, we get to Ian’s dick!

“Awesome.  Don’t be embarrassed Max.  Seems like a natural thing to me.  I mean who wants to just watch?  Were you guys naked too when you were watching?”  I was trying to get an accurate image of the scene in my head that I could replay later.

“I wasn’t.  But everyone else was.   Ian was sitting on the couch right next to Cam so he could see, and Spencer was on the floor, on his knees.   Ian’s dick started boning up and well, I just got the urge to suck it, so I just did,” he shrugged as if sucking Ian’s dick was the most normal thing ever.

Here was my chance to ask about Ian’s dick and I wasn’t going to let it pass.  “What is Ian’s dick like, do you mind me asking?”

“Nah.  It’s not that big, not nearly as big as Cam or I of course.  It like maybe 3 or 4 inches when it’s hard.  I mean he just turned 12 and all.”

“Naturally.   Hmmm, does he have pubes yet?”

Max’s eyes lit up a bit.  “Yeah, but just a few and they’re RED!  It’s cool.”  I could tell Max liked Ian having red hair on his dick.  God, so would I.

“Nice.   Pubes that aren’t black and brown are kind of rare.  Lots of people find them sexy.”

Max grinned.  “Cam really likes my blond pubes,” he said proudly.   I must admit, I had a strong desire right then to pull back the blankets and push down his shorts and check them out first hand for myself.    I of course had seen them in the accidental Snapchat picture he sent, and again when he flashed his dick on our facetime, but I’d still not gotten a chance to see them up close in person.

I had to know if Ian was cut or not.  “Max, just curious, is Ian, you know, snipped?” I asked as I made scissor motions with my fingers.  He looked at me, puzzled.  “Circumcised Max. Is Ian circumcised? Like you?”

“Oh that.  Yeah, of course.  But Spence isn’t.”   I was disappointed to hear Ian didn’t have the idyllic cock I hoped for, but Spencer…. uncut?  Oh!!! That opened up a bunch of new things for me fantasize about.  The dark haired boy with freckles was always attractive, and now that I knew he was sporting an uncut dick, he was even more so.   Add that to the fact that he’s a horny little fucker, I think Spencer might have just leapt over Ian on my boy ranking chart.   I reached into my underwear and subtly gave my cock a squeeze.

“Cool.   I think uncut ones are kind of cool,” I confessed.

Max nodded and smiled.  “Me too, I really liked sucking on Spence’s dick.  The skin is cool.”

“I thought you were sucking Ian’s dick?” I asked.  Clearly I missed some part of the story.

“Well, I was, but everything got swapped around.  That was just before you came upstairs.   After Spence proved he could suck Cam, he stopped and sat on the couch so Ian could pay up.   And then…oh my god…” he said, his eyes getting big, as if he just remembered something awesome to tell me.

“What?” I had to ask.  Whatever it was, it must be good.

“We actually got Ian to suck Cam’s dick.  And I mean really suck it.”

Well, that was certainly a surprise.  Ian would barely try sucking Spencer’s smooth little dick.   Jumping up to Cam’s cock seemed improbable.  “Cam’s?  How?”

“Well after he sucked on Spencer for a while, Cam suggested he try a real man’s dick.   Cam and I had exchanged a look.   I think he knew I wanted a turn sucking Spencer.”

“And Ian actually agreed to do it?”

“Not at first, but… then Spencer told him he could butt fuck him if he did it, so he did!!  He had just been sucking Cam for a minute or so when you came upstairs.”

That was a lot to digest:  Ian being coaxed into servicing Cam’s meatier teen cock; Spencer offering up his cute little boy ass as incentive.   It almost seemed to me that Spencer was just looking for a good excuse to get fucked.   That little guy was going to make a fine homo some day.

“Oh my, I guess I owe Cam an apology then,” I said.   He looked at me, puzzled.  “For interrupting Max,” I explained.

“Oh.  Right.  It’s ok.  He said Ian wasn’t really very good at it,” he said with a shy grin.  The unstated implication was that Max’s mouth was better.

“So what happened after I left?  Did Ian and Spencer…you know… fuck?”  I remembered, at least I think I remembered, that it wasn’t long after I left that Ian and Spencer came down and got a key from Jill.   Not likely enough time for Ian to suck Cam and fuck also.

“Nah.  They’re going to do that later sometime.  Cam and I just took turns sucking on Ian and Spencer until they got off then they left.”

“Ah…saving the best for when you two were alone huh?”

“Actually, we just stayed up and talked and cuddled and then Cam fell asleep.  But neither of us really wanted to do anything else.   We were kind of tired.”

“But now?”

He grinned a huge grin.  “Now? Now I’m not tired.  And I think I am going to go back to Cam now if that’s ok.”  

Max started to roll out of bed.  I grabbed his shoulder to stop him.  He looked at me.  “Max.  Thanks.  Thanks for sharing all this.   I really liked hearing about your sexscapades.”

He rolled to me and gave me a brief hug.  “It’s cool.  I kinda like telling you this stuff too.”   He pushed back and looked at me suspiciously.  “You’re going to jerk off now aren’t you?”

“Eventually,” I answered with a grin.  “Now go have fun with your boyfriend.”

Max crawled from bed and left the room, the tent in his shorts leading the way.   He quietly closed the door.   I sighed.  I was so close!  I could have asked Max to do stuff and I think he might not have minded.   I was both mad at myself for being such a pussy and happy with myself that I didn’t do something that might ruin my friendship with Max.

I pushed my underwear off and gave my cock a few tugs and licked the precum that leaked onto my hand.  I was ready to cum, but I decided to delay it.  I was still sleepy and so I closed my eyes and let visions dance in my head as I dozed off and on for another hour.   

After a good hour of intermittent sleep, fondling my cock, and dreaming about Ian’s red pubes, Spencer’s uncut dick, and Max sucking Cam’s cock to completion in the other room I finally awoke and jerked my cock for real.    The delaying of gratification paid off as I had a massive orgasm spraying jizz across my chest and over my head.    I hadn’t shot like that for a very long time.

Author’s Notes:

Thanks again for your patience.  I hope this chapter was worth the wait.   I’ll try to get the next one out a bit faster.   As always, feedback is appreciated:  craigpnifty@protonmail.com.