Good Guys Don't Date Bad Boys – Ch. 17
By Laura S. Fox
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Chapter Seventeen – A
Story Of Firsts
Totally, a part of him
liked to torture Jonathan even if it meant that he put himself through the
wringer in the process. His cock was at the point of bursting, and the earlier
session on the sofa, as hot as it had been, was totally gone from his mind.
Definitely, that hard throbbing part of his anatomy couldn't remember a thing
and now wanted to sneak into a certain enticing hole.
"I'm not going to show
you my asshole," Jonathan protested. "This is getting ridiculous."
"Oh, yeah? Then please
turn and face me so I can see just how ridiculous you think this is."
Jonathan moved but kept
his hands linked in front of his midsection.
"Nah-ah, no cheating. Take
your hands away."
An unintelligible mumble
accompanied obeying his order, making Maddox's grin stretch wider. Jonathan was
totally pitching a tent and, frankly, Maddox was glad that the sexy briefs
hadn't come off yet, because there was something he wanted to do very much.
"Come here," he ordered.
There were no protests as
Jonathan climbed on the bed, but his whole body was tense, and uncertainty
lurked in the amber eyes. Maddox reached for him and cupped his cheek. "Don't
worry so much. Right now, I just want to kiss you."
A small exhalation
followed, and Jonathan aligned his body with his so that they could kiss.
However, he didn't sit there passively but moved one hand and wrapped it around
Maddox's erection and rubbed it slowly.
Maddox surely didn't want
to be left behind, so he snuck one hand around to grab Jonathan's ass. His
fingers reached under the briefs and went for the prize. Gosh, he wanted this
so much, even if it killed him to think that it could be over once they were finished.
Nah, he wasn't afraid
anymore. Jonathan's mouth was freaking addictive, if only for those mad kisses,
and he wouldn't get over it so easily. The guy kissed with everything he had,
and he was the kind of kissing fiend Maddox loved the most. Their breathing was
growing increasingly difficult as they devoured each other's mouths, tongues
wrestling.
He broke it off only in
order to look at Jonathan and get the confirmation he wanted. The amber eyes
were hazy, and they were so much more beautiful from up close. Maddox brushed
his nose against Jonathan's playfully and earned a small giggle in return. "I
have no idea about you, but my cock is threatening to detach itself so that it
can sneak behind you and bury itself in your ass."
Jonathan caressed his
jawline and gave him a small kiss. "We can't have that, right?"
He surely tried to play
it cool, but his cheeks were on fire, and his lips were adorably swollen from
their kisses.
"I suppose I should get
into position," Jonathan said and bit his bottom lip.
"Yeah. On your back,"
Maddox said.
"Um, you sure? I think I
should--"
"We'll do it doggy style
later," Maddox said promptly.
Jonathan didn't seem too
convinced but lay on his back. Maddox grinned and pulled down his briefs, his
cock prancing happily once out of its confines. Remembering his promise, he
dunked his tongue directly into Jonathan's belly button, earning an instant
gasp of surprise. Too bad he couldn't be bothered with too much teasing at this
point, so he just gave it a small lick before going lower and brushing his lips
against a glistening mushroom head in passing.
He smirked as he stood at
the edge of the bed and began undressing. Since no buttons of any kind stood in
the way, his striptease show was short-lived.
***
Now he understood what
Maddox meant by wanting to take a good look at him. Just watching the other undress
was the sweetest type of torture. He liked Maddox's body in the extreme, all
that manly hair in all the right places. It was true that he preferred his own
body smooth, but just now he realized that it might have been his secret plan
to keep it that way so he could experience rubbing his skin against a body like
that.
And that amazing cock, so
hard for him right now, was designed to render him speechless. Jonathan let out
a long breath, trying to release the tension he felt building inside him. Maddox
didn't allow him much time to admire the sight in front of him and climbed on
the bed again with a naughty glint in his eyes.
Jonathan released a small
confused whimper as Maddox pushed his legs up and stared directly under his
balls.
"Hold them," Maddox said,
and Jonathan grabbed his legs.
He felt so vulnerable, exposed
like that, and it appeared that Maddox was comfortable down there, spreading
his ass cheeks and tuning in his entire attention to a single point.
"You and I, we're going
to be great friends," Maddox said.
"Um, okay, but how about
looking at me when you say that?" Jonathan asked, his breathing uneven, growing
more ragged by the second. Suddenly, he had weird thoughts about that certain
part of his anatomy. Was it enough to convince an experienced guy like Maddox
to fuck it?
"Hush, I wasn't talking
to you. I was talking to this little hole."
"Really? I think it's part of my body."
Maddox hummed under his
breath and used his fingers to tease Jonathan's asshole. "It's so smooth.
Unlike you."
"What do you mean?"
"You're cactus-level
prickly," Maddox replied promptly. "But not this thing. Oh, fuck, I'm going to
lick it."
"Maddox, no!"
"Too late."
Jonathan moaned instantly
the moment he felt something wet and naughty pressing against his backdoor. He
had no idea it would feel like this. Fantasies notwithstanding, reality didn't come
close to this, for the simple fact that it belonged somewhere up, up, outside
the known universe. Pressing the back of his hand over his mouth to prevent
other shameless sounds from escaping, he found himself dizzy with too much
pleasure.
Maddox moved his tongue
slowly. It could be that he had had plenty of practice, but Jonathan didn't
want to let his mind wander there. Thinking of Maddox in the arms of nameless faceless
girls made him feel possessive, and this game was not about ownership. He was
simply being granted the realization of a fantasy of the best kind, so enjoying
it and letting worries pass were the only course of action he should take.
Who knew nerve endings
would be only skin-deep there? He had touched himself, surely, teased around,
but nothing, absolutely nothing compared to the feeling of being probed so
gently with that softer-than-velvet tongue. He could die. Much to his relief,
Maddox didn't insist on continuing his rimming for long, eager, most probably
just like he was, to get to more practical things.
"Thanks," he mumbled
weakly.
Maddox's playful chuckle
did nothing for his nerves. "You're welcome. I definitely like eating you out."
Another hitched breath
followed as Maddox teased his balls, this time with a long swipe of the tongue.
"You're bent on making me
come before you even put your cock inside me," Jonathan accused.
"So damned sensitive. I
like it," Maddox declared. He straightened up and pushed his fingers against
Jonathan's hole, exploring slowly.
Jonathan risked a look.
Maddox loomed above him, looking as ridiculously sexy as always. His hair had gotten
a bit in his eyes, and he had a satisfied grin on his face. He was so close he
could touch him, so Jonathan did and ran one hand over Maddox's cheek and then
brushed the hair back. There, now he could look at his face and take in every
line of that handsome masculine face. Something to remember later.
"Are you having second
thoughts?" Maddox asked, a bit alarmed by the look in his eyes.
"With your dick poised to
enter my ass? I wouldn't do that," Jonathan said, shaking off the worrisome
thoughts that never left him alone.
"Ah, so you don't want to
be cruel to me, right?"
"And myself," Jonathan
replied and pulled Maddox in for a kiss.
His tongue was so sweet
that one could live off it forever, yet still crave more.
Maddox broke the kiss.
"I'm doing you raw, right?"
The question, loaded with
hope and desire, brought him back to reality. He nodded, not daring to speak a
word. Maddox, naked on top of him, his bare cock in his ass – that was the
stuff fantasies were made of.
"So, this is the part
where we get the lube," Maddox said.
Jonathan stared at him,
dazed and beyond help. Maddox's kisses always left him a bit daft. He watched
the other moving about, his bobbing cock drawing his gaze more than anything
right now. "Wait, I did bring some," he said as he finally remembered.
"No worries," Maddox said
and showed him a tube filled with clear liquid while climbing on the bed. "The
least I could do was be ready for this."
Oh, he was ready if the
leaking head of his cock was any indication. Jonathan felt overpowered by a
desire to stick his tongue in the little eye and lick every last drop. So he
reached for it and brought it close to his mouth, ignoring Maddox's slight
protests as he was being forced to straddle Jonathan's chest.
"Why are you so good at
this?" Maddox moaned.
"Practice," Jonathan said
with a smile.
Maddox's cock was rock hard
in his hand, making him tremble in anticipation. How would it feel inside him?
He licked the head from all sides, his eyes shooting up at the other from time
to time.
"Fuck, you were made to
take cock," Maddox praised him while running a hand through Jonathan's hair.
The lewd comment made him
shudder with new want. He would keep Maddox there, teasing him if it meant that
he could hold him forever. But that wasn't why they were there. "How about we
test that theory?" he made an attempt at a joke, but his voice was low and
hoarse.
Maddox smiled and moved
down on his body. "So, any last words?"
"What?" Jonathan asked.
"You know, as a virgin
boy."
Oh, gawd,
this boy and his funny side. "Just fuck me," he said.
The grey eyes twinkled. "Say
`please'?"
Jonathan snorted, but
Maddox's fingers, now coated with lube, teasing his entrance, brought the
excited shivering back. "Please fuck me, Maddox," he said in a heated voice
that he could barely recognize as his own.
"Happy to," Maddox teased
him, but his voice was low and deep, too.
Why were they in this
position? Jonathan had hoped for the mercy of being taken from behind, so that
he didn't have to look at Maddox too much that first time. A part of him wanted
it, oh, wanted it so badly, but memories like that were bound to turn into tiny
heart scars as time passed.
Even so, he told himself,
no regrets for now. He wrapped one hand around the back of Maddox's neck, and
rested his other just above that curvy ass. His fingers inched along the crack
while Maddox pressed the head of his cock against his hole.
Jonathan took one deep
breath. It was no secret that it would hurt some, but he was ready for it.
Still, the first sting took him slightly by surprise.
"I need to go slow,"
Maddox mumbled under his breath. "Fuck, you're so tight."
"Sorry about that,"
Jonathan whispered.
Maddox leaned in and
kissed him while pressing him hard against the bed. The weight on him, the nice
smell of the other's skin, were soothing in a way. He could still feel the hard
cock, patient but relentless at his backdoor, but he was getting used to the
stretch. Maddox moved away, making him whimper at the loss.
"We need more of this,"
Maddox explained, grabbing the lube again.
The teasing fingers came back,
this time going deeper and moving around. Jonathan gasped and moaned as new
sensations filled him. He truly needed to stop staring at Maddox; the mere
sight of him was too much, and there was a new feeling pooling inside his groin
with each slow thrust of the skillful fingers. "Enough," he said raggedly, "I
need you inside now."
Maddox didn't joke around
and aligned his cock again. This time, he went a little deeper, but by the
strained lines of his face, he was doing his damnest
not to go too far too fast. Jonathan pulled him close and pressed on the small
of his back. "Now, Maddox," he whispered.
"You sure? I'm wrecking
your ass."
"Stop flattering
yourself. You're not that big," Jonathan lied only because he couldn't bear
another moment of not having Maddox buried to the hilt inside him.
He silenced both their
moans by kissing Maddox hard, as the other pushed himself in. To stop himself
from wanting to get away, he wrapped his legs around Maddox and pushed his
heels into his buttocks.
"Fuck, you're crazy,"
Maddox whispered. "Are you sure this is all right?"
"Yes," Jonathan breathed
out. He was so full he felt like choking, but, at the same time, his body
craved it. "Give me a second to get used to your girth and then you can move."
"Glad you have it all
figured out," Maddox said. "Fuck, this feels so nice."
"It does?" Was he so
desperate for validation? Yes, he was, when it came to Maddox. The hard cock
throbbing inside his ass provided plenty of that, too.
Maddox caressed his chest
and caught a nipple between his thumb and index finger. Jonathan moaned at the
new sensation, enjoying how rough that felt. A new wave of arousal hit him, and
he barely registered Maddox starting to move, first slowly, then accelerating to
a hammering pace.
"Oh, fuck," he whispered,
"you're big."
"Glad to see you're
finally acknowledging the might of my cock."
He was still capable of
joking, but his eyes were hazy and displayed nothing but the soaring desire
between them. By now, reality should have caught up with Maddox and, as a
straight boy, maybe he should have realized that he didn't really want to fuck
a guy's ass. None of that appeared to be happening. If anything, Maddox was
growing more and more relentless as he pushed inside him fast while moaning and
biting his lips. From time to time, he reached for Jonathan and pulled him in
for a kiss.
"Does it feel good at all?"
Maddox asked breathily. "Cause on this side, it feels freaking amazing. Fuck,
you take me so well."
"Yes," Jonathan keened
softly as the other's cock slamming inside him made him experience everything
the books and songs talked about, a sensation like no other that had everything
to do with his body but not only. He stared down at his cock, slapping against
his belly. Maddox surprised him by curling one hand around it and starting to
rub it. "Damn, just look at how hard you are," he said with unhidden
admiration.
"It's because of you," Jonathan
whispered. "Maddox, your cock, inside me, it feels so good." He didn't have any
better words to describe it.
"You must be a total
bottom boy," Maddox teased him while he matched the movement of his hips with
that of his hand on Jonathan's hard-on.
The sensation grew in
intensity. While before it had felt sort of out of reach, now the climax was
very much in sight. Maddox buried himself to the hilt, making Jonathan feel his
balls against his ass, and squeezed his cock hard, making him squirm helplessly.
His pleasure was literally out of his hands, and that thought of complete abandonment
should have scared him.
But it was impossible to
feel afraid. Maybe he was too aroused, too far gone, to feel anything else.
"Are you?" Maddox teased
him more. "Are you a bottom boy?"
There was an unveiled
challenge in those words. Jonathan moved the hand he held Maddox's ass with and
teased his crack again. That simple gesture was enough to make Maddox move more
desperately and moan louder.
"Maybe you are one, too,"
Jonathan teased back. "You can't tell until you have a huge rod like yours in
your ass."
All the while, his
fingers got more daring, earning multiple tiny pleas from Maddox in the form of
grunts and under-the-breath curses.
"I can't fuck myself,"
Maddox breathed out, "so I wouldn't know."
Jonathan pressed on the
hot hole under his fingertips. He couldn't go too deep from that position, but
he could tell Maddox appreciated the teasing. Even if it was probably the kind
of thing quickly discarded and forgotten once they finished, it looked like a
certain top dog didn't mind having his backdoor played with.
Maddox kissed him hard
and moved his hips amply. Jonathan felt everything, especially the hard cock in
his ass, hammering away, and bringing them closer to the point of no return. He
shivered and moaned as Maddox jerked him off faster and faster.
The
cum erupted so hard from his cock that it hit his chin.
"Fuck, yeah," Maddox
groaned.
Jonathan felt like he was
coming forever. His entire body was coming, and he sealed his first time and
goodbye to anal virginity by kissing Maddox deeply. Then his cock was let go
and his hips grabbed hard. Maddox must have held back until now because he
slammed hard inside him and it took him only a few thrusts to announce his
victory.
***
Maddox lay on his back,
completely spent. "Your ass is it," he let out, first thing.
"Glad you enjoyed it,"
came the ragged reply.
Somehow, in the course of
it, they had both lost their voices. He pushed himself up on his elbows to look
at Jonathan. His smooth chest was covered by a sheen of sweat, and he looked
good enough to eat, with all that cum spread all over him. His was inside
Jonathan's ass, and he was so damned curious to see it. If he thought about it
now, he had never done it with anyone without a rubber. No relationship before
had been serious enough for that to happen. But Jonathan was a virgin - no,
correction, he had been - and Maddox had proven his cum was not radioactive.
Beyond the
practicalities, however, only a single truth stood: that Maddox had wanted to
pump Jonathan's ass full of cum. He hadn't thought of that till this dude. Sex
was sex; it was good, and it didn't matter that he always came inside a piece
of rubber. But now, he was satisfied in new ways. The moment he had felt his
cum flowing freely inside Jonathan, his mind almost shut down on itself like an
absolute moron.
"So, how is it? You're
not a virgin anymore."
"My ass knows that,
believe me."
"Could you turn?"
"Um, why?" Jonathan
asked. "How?"
"Just on your side. Back
to me. A little."
Jonathan obeyed and
turned his back. Maddox didn't waste a moment and grabbed a round buttock so
that he could stare properly.
"What are you doing?"
Jonathan asked over his shoulder.
"I came in your ass,"
Maddox said and grinned.
The amber eyes twinkled
at him. "Without a doubt. I very much feel it."
Maddox played around the
hole, spreading the cum. Jonathan whimpered softly. "What else do you feel?"
"Like your cock molded
the inside of my ass into something else," Jonathan said.
And that was also most
satisfying. "Good." Maddox slapped Jonathan's ass once quickly, earning a small
offended gasp from the other. "I can barely wait to do you from behind."
"Are you sure? You came
an entire gallon inside my ass already," Jonathan complained.
"Trust me, baby," Maddox
said playfully, "there's more where that came from."
"Really? How much? I need
to prepare mentally for it."
He could joke. That
pleased Maddox because hey, he doubted anyone else could brag that Jonathan
liked to joke around with them. He leaned in and kissed a sweaty shoulder.
"Fuck, I think I want you again."
"You think?" Jonathan
didn't turn to face him but searched for Maddox's cock with one hand. "Oh, you
are indeed hard again."
"All it took was playing
with my cum in your ass. You wouldn't believe the
sight. I should take a picture."
"No, you shouldn't."
Jonathan's voice was brusque and his hand moved away from Maddox's cock.
"All right," Maddox
agreed. Whatever that was, Jonathan didn't like having his pictures taken or
something. It wasn't like he would show such things around, but right now, he
didn't have time to dwell on his reasons. Or to spoil the mood by saying the
wrong stuff. "I mean it," he insisted as he felt the other tensing. "It was
just a manner of speaking, nothing more."
He took Jonathan by the
shoulder and turned him. "Would it help if I said `cross my heart and hope to
die'?"
To his relief, Jonathan
smiled and kissed him. "Yeah, it would help," he teased.
But he didn't allow him
to say another word as he kissed him more, deep and demanding. Maddox didn't
mind having Jonathan on top, but he was too keen on his promise to take the guy
from behind.
So he grabbed Jonathan's
ass cheeks and squeezed them hard. "Doggy style, babe, right now."
"Babe," Jonathan repeated
and snickered like a kid. "Oh, I'm such a babe," he said in a false coquettish
voice.
"Okay, hunk, should I
call you that?"
Jonathan shrugged. "Call
me whatever you like." He let go of Maddox so he could place himself on all
fours.
"Yeah, babe," Maddox
teased him, "let me see you wiggle that ass."
To his surprise, Jonathan
threw him a sultry look and began moving his ass in what looked pretty much
like twerking.
"What the hell did you
learn at your all-boys school? How come you know how to twerk?"
Jonathan laughed and hid
his face in the crook of his elbow. Maddox wasted no more time and placed
himself behind him, hands on the naughty buttocks challenging his cock to do
something already.
"I didn't learn it there,
obviously," Jonathan replied in a whisper. "Just on my own."
Maddox snickered. "Your
choice of hobbies is something, Hamilton. No wonder you can drive me crazy with
one look."
Okay, so that sounded
pretty lame, but it was true. It had been enough for Jonathan to look at him,
that first time, and Maddox had felt like he needed to know what the dude's
deal was all about. And that had quickly turned into an overwhelming attraction
that he didn't even struggle to fight anymore. He had gotten the boy where he
wanted him, on all fours, presenting his ass, ready to surrender.
The first time had been
mind-blowing, but right now, Maddox wanted to make it count and pay attention
to everything because Jonathan deserved all of it.
"Are you going to put it
in already?" Jonathan stopped his train of thought. His voice was a tiny bit
strained, and only then Maddox realized that he had been pressing his thumb
inside the pretty hole, teasing it for a while now. He had come so much that
there was still plenty of his cum in there.
That was a most satisfying
thought. "Just look at your ass swallowing my meat," he said with unhindered
wonder in his voice as he began to push inside.
"I can't really look, so
stop torturing me," Jonathan complained in a breathless voice. "I thought it
would feel smaller the second time," he added. "Or that my ass wouldn't be so
tight anymore."
Slipping inside was
easier, but otherwise, Jonathan was right. His ass was still deliciously tight,
massaging Maddox's cock along its length, and it was pure pleasure just to go
in and out and enjoy the friction. With this guy, everything felt like
conquering new territories, and Maddox didn't mind being the victor at all. He
moved his hands, pressing against the firm ass cheeks, pulling them slightly apart
so that he could enjoy that sight more. With satisfaction, he touched the rim
of Jonathan's hole, now tenderer and slightly puffy. No wonder there, Jonathan
was right that his ass was feeling it and would feel it later, too.
There was no better
reward than that. He had put his mark on this person, something that they
wouldn't forget forever. And in a way, it was a story of firsts for the both of
them. For Jonathan, things were clear. No matter what the Asshole had meant to him,
Maddox was his first man, his first proper fuck, and there was no way around
it. As for Maddox, it was his first time with a boy, and again, the first time
doing it raw, and it felt like it meant more than just the kinkiness of it
should have.
Between them, there now
existed a sort of intimacy that neither had shared with anyone else before in their
lives. No way could this be just a hookup, Maddox decided. He was bent on getting
Jonathan on his back, all fours, sides, or whatever, plenty of more times. With
low grunts, he pushed himself inside the welcoming hole, making Jonathan gasp
and moan with each thrust.
With girls, he had been
considerate, not ever going full in, their slim bodies too fragile in his mind
to be as hard as he wanted. But Jonathan's muscles were supple under his
fingers and hard, and a new sense of satisfaction grew inside him as he
realized that, just as Rusty had said, this dude could take it.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he
groaned as his body slammed hard against the other's. "Jonathan, can you feel
me?"
"To the back of my
throat," Jonathan said back in a strained voice.
Fuck. He was too rough.
He needed to slow down.
"Harder," Jonathan
pleaded with him.
He could tell that the
other was rubbing his cock, supporting his weight on just one arm. Sweat was
pooling at the small of his back, and Maddox was in love with the sight.
"Faster," Jonathan
ordered, his voice more urgent.
Maddox dug his fingers
into the sturdy hips and began moving with complete abandon. His cock was in
fucking anal heaven, enjoying going so deep and fast and hard. He heard
Jonathan grunting and moaning and felt the walls of muscles around his cock
pulling close, a sign that the other was surely coming from all that hammering.
He couldn't keep from
coming now if it killed him. It was the best fuck of his life, without a doubt.
He held Jonathan's ass impaled on his cock as he came and came, filling that
freaking awesome opening with more of him until he felt like he couldn't go any
higher.
His cum came gushing out of
Jonathan's ass the moment he let go. "Fuck me," he whispered and laughed.
"Maybe another time,"
Jonathan teased him and collapsed on his belly.
"Nice try, bottom boy,"
Maddox teased back and slapped the gorgeous ass in front of him playfully.
Jonathan was breathing
hard and said nothing, probably too tired to get into any argument, no matter
how superficial. Maddox stretched out by his side and threw a possessive arm
over his body.
"Jonathan," he said in a
much more serious voice, "that was amazing, for real."
The amber eyes searched
his face. "I'm glad you liked it," came the whispered reply.
"What about you?" Maddox
asked.
"Do you really need to
ask?"
"Yeah, I do."
Jonathan examined him
again for any signs of teasing. "I'm at a loss for words. I was expecting to
hurt more, to be more uncomfortable, you know? But I guess you know your
thing."
His thing. Like in being
an experienced fuckboy. Maddox hadn't any idea why
that bothered him.
"It's not like I've
fucked other dudes before you."
Jonathan scooted closer
and kissed him sweetly. "And I'm so happy you haven't."
No matter how clumsy both
of them were, that was simply the truth. That they were both happy to be each
other's first.
TBC
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