Good Guys Don't Date Bad Boys – Ch. 26
By Laura S. Fox
Copyright © 2022 Laura S. Fox
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Chapter Twenty-Six –
Bottoms Up!
Jonathan hesitated for a
moment before knocking. Why was he so nervous all of a sudden? Oh, yes, he
needed to remind himself, he would actually spend some time in the company of
The Amazing Four, and it wasn't the cringe-worthy nickname that bothered him. He
adjusted his cuffs and straightened his collar, feeling his skin a bit too hot.
It wasn't like they didn't know him, but, in a way, this was official, and
things were getting serious.
He shook his head in
mirth. Basically, as Ray had put it candidly before he walked out the door, he
was being introduced to the `family', the one on campus, so to speak. Damn, all
his nervousness was well-founded then, right?
He raised his hand to
knock, but before he managed to do that, Maddox opened the door and offered him
a dazzling smile. "How long were you going to keep me here, waiting for you to
knock?" he asked. He then took Jonathan's hand and dragged him inside.
Three extra pairs of eyes
were on him that very instant, and Jonathan felt the redness creeping from under
the collar of his shirt, up his neck and to his cheeks.
"You know these jokers,"
Maddox interrupted the tense moment. "Say `hi' to Jonathan, assholes."
"Hi, Jonathan," a chorus
followed, and Jonathan had to stifle a laugh by biting his lips. As weird as
that had to sound to anyone's ears, it felt as if the others were just as
nervous as he was of being evaluated by their best friend's boyfriend.
"Hi," he replied and
waved, a bit stiffly.
Rusty jumped off the
sofa, taking everyone by surprise, and walked over to him. Jonathan didn't know
what to expect when Rusty suddenly pulled him into a long hug. Maddox had to
push him away. "Hey, hey, that's enough," he warned, only half-joking.
Rusty smirked and winked
at Jonathan while giving him a naughty once-over. "Yo,
Hamilton. You dangled some fine goods in front of everyone yesterday. Too bad
you have a jailer as a boyfriend," he said, pointing at Maddox.
Jonathan was sure his
eyes were growing so wide now that they threatened to jump out of their
sockets. By instinct, he held Maddox tightly, afraid that his boyfriend might
just start something. The hard muscle under his fingers was tense, but Dex defused the situation right away by groaning and
starting to talk. "Welcome, Jonathan. Too bad you happened to drop by while the
circus is in town."
Rusty immediately
identified his next target and dashed to ram his head directly into Dex's hard chest. Dex didn't seem
in the least surprised by the attack. However, he promptly caught Rusty in a headlock
and kept him there, seemingly amused by the other's struggles to break free. To
prove that he wasn't even breaking a sweat, he continued to offer Jonathan an
open, easy smile.
Kane shook his head and
walked over to him, his hand extended as a peace offering. "Yeah, it's pretty
much a clown house around here," he confirmed with a sigh. "Good to have you
here, Jonathan."
He shook the offered
hand. "It's not a problem. It's very lively," he noted while throwing a short
look at Dex and Rusty who were still engaged in a little war of their own, "but
I don't mind it. And I'd rather you all feel as much at ease as if I weren't
around."
Kane smiled and gave him
a thumbs-up. "Maddox kept asking us to behave, not that his speech reached
certain ears," he said and his eye roll was clearly pointed at the other half
of The Amazing Four. "But you know, I'm glad we finally got to meet you properly
and have the chance to get to know you better."
So, Ray was right. It was
like meeting the family. "The pleasure's all mine," he replied with a slight
tip of the head.
"Just listen to these
dorks," Rusty said snickering, after having finally and mysteriously gotten out
of Dex's hold. "What's next? Sipping tea with the
pinky raised?"
Kane turned to his
roommate with a murderous look in his eyes. Jonathan began to laugh. Maddox
must have told his friends some crazy things about him. "I told you, guys. Just
do whatever you'd do if I weren't here. And now, if you'll excuse me, I think I
have some cooking to do."
"Well, thank heaven for
that," Dex commented. "Kane, let's get some studying done. Thanks for not
needing us in the kitchen, Jonathan. I don't know if Maddox told you, but for
us, the fridge means the place where we keep the beer and not much else."
With that, Dex grabbed
Kane by the shoulder and they walked out of the room together. Jonathan didn't
miss, however, the brief exchange taking place between the two. He was being
measured, all right.
He decided to stick to
the plan and head to the kitchen. Seeing how effusive Ray always was about his
cooking, he hoped he had the means to win over these guys. Maddox followed him
closely, but, to his surprise, he wasn't the only one.
"Whatcha
doing, Rusty?" Maddox asked, drawling the words with a little bit of a warning
tinging the tips of his consonants.
"I want to watch you two
cook," Rusty replied promptly.
"Don't you have anything
else to do? You know, chasing skirts, stuff like that?"
Jonathan was a bit
surprised at the undercurrents in Maddox's words. He either wanted very much
for them to be alone, or he was getting a bit jealous of his buddy, hence
mentioning Rusty's current favorite activity, which
was to maintain his king of hookups status on campus.
"Nope. I'm all yours
tonight," Rusty replied promptly.
"Lucky us," Maddox
commented under his breath.
Jonathan took him by the
shoulder and leaned in to brush his lips over Maddox's ear. "Don't be petty,"
he whispered. "Let him stay."
Maybe Rusty was just as
curious as Xpress about Maddox's bisexual awakening. Jonathan wanted to believe
that, at this point, they had nothing to hide, especially in front of such
close friends. Just in case Rusty found it hard to believe that Maddox was
truly attracted to him, there was nothing wrong with letting him have a front row
seat, while the two of them behaved like boyfriends.
Which they were,
obviously, Jonathan thought, as Maddox's hand lingered on his waist for a bit
longer than needed.
***
Rusty wanted to get on
his nerves tonight, Maddox thought, as he gave his bestie the evil eye.
Jonathan was, as usual, nice and polite, explaining what he was doing as he went
about his cooking. From time to time, Rusty would ask questions, and Jonathan
offered explanations without once being fazed by the other's campy comments.
Maddox wasn't paying
attention in the least to the cooking process. He was much more interested in
what the hell Rusty was playing at. They had known each other for a long time,
so he liked to think that he was pretty much an expert when it came to Rusty
and his body language, more than any other. No one knew Rusty like he did. Kane
said so, and Kane had the annoying habit of being almost always right.
And right now, Rusty's
face was an open book, as he was staring at Jonathan in awe. Even if he joked
around and asked foolish things such as why couldn't humans just eat raw meat
since their ancestors surely did, his eyes didn't lie.
Maddox pouted and crossed
his arms. His best buddy was looking at his boyfriend like he was some kind of
alien; not the kind with green skin and large eyes, but one...
Oh, fuck. Maddox looked
at Rusty even more closely. Oh, yes, that glint in the guy's eyes was hard to
miss, just like the way he cocked his head to offer some stupid and charming
comment to make Jonathan laugh.
To Rusty, Jonathan was a
freaking sexy alien! He slammed his hands on the table and stood up abruptly.
The other two stopped
their silly to and fro and stared at him. Rusty smirked and challenged him.
Jonathan gave him a small silent warning with his eyes.
Maddox shrugged and
walked around the table. "I'm supposed to help you," he said brightly. "And so
far, you've given me nothing to do."
Jonathan blinked and a
small smile curled his beautiful lips. Maddox found himself leaning forward so
that he could get just a little bit closer and bask in that precious smile.
"There's nothing left to help me with. It's all in the oven now, so we just
need to wait."
Damn. He had been so
absorbed with Rusty's sudden fascination with HIS boyfriend that he had missed out
on the entire thing. Pissed enough to look away, he finally let his eyes land
on the one responsible for everything. "Whatcha
looking at?" he asked Rusty. He grabbed a small piece of vegetable from the
table and threw it at his buddy.
Rusty giggled and moved out
of the way in time. Jonathan grabbed Maddox and breathed into his ear. "Don't
play with food, Maddox. It's not nice."
For some reason, the way
the whispered reprimand caressed his ears caused a small frisson to course
through his body. Maybe it was the thing he was planning for later, but it
already felt as if Jonathan was the one in charge.
Rusty looked him up and
down and smirked again as his eyes landed low enough to leave no room for
interpretation. Maddox frowned and turned toward Jonathan. "This clown is
pissing me off," he said petulantly.
Jonathan let his arms
rest on Maddox's shoulders and looked into his eyes. "Why?" The smile that came
with that single word let him know that Jonathan suspected him of being jealous
and also found the idea quite funny.
Still, Maddox pondered as
he narrowed his eyes and took in Jonathan's smiling face, there was a hint of
something else in there. The guy liked that, oh, he liked that very much if he
were reading the not-so-hidden lust in Jonathan's eyes correctly, and the way
he wet his lips like he couldn't wait for them to be alone.
"Can you show me?" Rusty
interrupted their private moment.
They both looked at him
at the same time. "Show you what?" he asked aggressively.
Rusty shrugged and leaned
back in his chair, bringing his linked hands behind his head and giving them a
hooded look. "You know," he drawled, "what's the deal. People just can't shut
up about you two."
"Feeling a little pushed
out of the headlines?" Maddox alluded at how Xpress appeared only to care about
his ass lately, much to his annoyance. "Go watch some porno if you're so
curious about two dudes going at it."
Rusty snorted. "I've seen
plenty of that."
Oh, really? What?! Maddox
exchanged a short alarmed look with Jonathan. It shouldn't have come as much of
a surprise with Rusty being Rusty and all, and his desire to explore everything
sex-related with the passion of a true researcher.
Rusty leaned forward and
placed his linked hands on the table. He cocked his head in that way he knew
was charming and could convince anyone to do whatever he wanted. "Kiss," he
said matter-of-factly. "Then I'll know it's not bullshit."
Maddox gave Rusty a
shocked look. By now, his bestie had to know it wasn't bullshit, so what was
with the challenge? Jonathan cupped his cheek gently and turned his head. "No
harm in that, right?" he said, and Maddox was lost that very moment, because he
was staring at those enticing lips getting close to him.
He let out a small
surprised whimper when Jonathan caught his mouth with his. Firm hands rested on
his hips and then pulled him closer, and Jonathan began kissing him for real,
giving him plenty of sweet tongue.
It did feel nice to be
attacked like that. He embraced Jonathan back, fighting with all his might not
to let his hands go lower and grab that fantastic behind and lose it
completely.
Their bodies fit
together, the sole exception lying south of the belt for both of them, those
parts of them a bit too excited, even given that they had an audience.
An audience?! Maddox
pulled away abruptly and turned his head.
Rusty was no longer
there.
***
"So," Kane began, "why so
mysterious?"
For a while, they had all
been busy devouring the food on their plates, which had made Jonathan happy.
Right, he needed to offer some explanations to the `family', and it looked like
Kane was the delegated mouthpiece.
"What do you mean?" he stalled
for time while playing with his napkin.
Kane shrugged. "You know.
No one knows why you transferred here."
"Personal issues,"
Jonathan replied and regretted the tension in his voice right away.
"Hmm," Kane said.
"Hey, Jonathan's not here
for you to grill him like the freaking FBI," Maddox warned his friend.
"Sorry, my bad," Kane
said but he still looked at Jonathan like he was telling him that he would be keeping
his eyes on him. "We just want to know who our boy is dating."
"Your boy?" Jonathan
asked, quirking an eyebrow.
Dex laughed. "Kane is
curious. So am I. But seeing how you bribed us with food tonight, we're not
going to lay it on too thick this time. We just want to know who you are."
"He's an awesome kisser,"
Rusty interjected.
Jonathan felt his cheeks
getting hot. He was still getting used to having this out in the open, no holds
barred, kind of conversation.
"Just like in movies,"
Rusty added. "I saw it," he added with emphasis.
Jonathan had to give it
to Maddox's bestie for not being as half as bad as people kept saying he was.
Sometime, during their kiss, he had chosen to walk out and done so quietly.
Still, it seemed like he had seen enough to have formed an opinion about what
kind of kisser he, Jonathan, was.
He still didn't know what
to make of Rusty, not completely. For a while, when Rusty hadn't come down from
his room to join them at the table, Jonathan had worried that being witness to
a very gay kiss between his friend and a stranger must have put the guy off.
People could pretend to be all right with it until it happened in front of
their eyes. Yet, Rusty looked nothing like he was feeling that way now, despite
his tardy appearance to the table.
"Well, then we don't need
to know anything else," Dex said and looked at Jonathan with questioning eyes.
It was a bit unusual to see
friends so interested in someone's personal life. But again, how would he know what
that was like? Before Sunny Hill, he didn't even believe such people were real,
except in TV series. And now, Maddox had his friends, and he, himself, had Ray,
who wanted him to be happy and was invested in his life for no other reason
than that.
For everyone, it had to
be odd that his life was such a closed book. People in their early twenties
weren't supposed to have pasts difficult to bear. Even Jonathan believed that
he was absurd in thinking he was the exception, but, on the other hand, he
couldn't help how he felt about the things that had happened to him and Drew
that time.
One day, he'd be ready to
let others know about it. But now wasn't that time, and he knew it. Maddox's
friends would have to wait a little longer.
And who knew what would
happen in the near future? For now, they were completely infatuated with one
another, but that didn't change the fact that, as Xpress put it, Maddox had
been a ladies' favorite for so long. At any given moment, the novelty could
wear off and, just like that, Maddox could jump back over the fence, right into
the loving arms of his numerous female fans.
There were no guarantees.
"You, guys, stop right
now, or I'm getting pissed at you," Maddox warned. "Jonathan filled your
bottomless bellies with food, and you only think about drilling him for info."
"You only think of
drilling him," Rusty accused, making the entire table break into laughter and defusing
the situation.
Jonathan took a sip out
of his glass, in an effort to will his heartbeat to slow down. That reminded
him of the particular situation he was in, and the favor he needed to ask of
Maddox.
"Thanks for the food,
Jonathan," Kane said and raised his glass, too. "Now, bottoms up!"
***
"Sorry about these
assholes," Maddox told him as soon as they were behind the bedroom door, with
no one as an audience this time around. "I hook up with half the campus, they
don't give a damn. Now that I've gotten a boyfriend--" He swallowed his own
words. What the hell was he doing, reminding Jonathan how he had used to be the
king of hookups at Sunny Hill?
"It's all right,"
Jonathan assured him. "I suppose that I would be just as curious and maybe a
bit worried. Not so long ago, I thought Hanna was a Playboy bunny bent on
destroying my Ray."
"Your Ray?" Maddox
teased.
"Ah, damn. It looks like
everyone is a bit possessive around here. It must be something in the water,"
Jonathan joked.
Whenever one of them went
a bit too far, whether it was hooking up or something else, the others acted
together to help him get back on track, now that he thought about it. Rusty might
be the exception. No one could put that guy back on track, mostly because there
was no actual track with Rusty. Even Kane had to admit defeat on occasion,
until the next time, of course, since he seemed to forget who he was dealing
with.
Yeah, Rusty was a
never-ending source of surprises. When he hadn't come to join them at dinner,
Maddox had sincerely thought that his and Jonathan's gay kiss must have broken
the kinkster somehow. But no, Rusty had eventually descended
from his lair, and by the loose movement of his limbs and the satisfied smile
on his lips, Maddox would bet the guy had rubbed one out.
"I was more worried about
Rusty. I thought he hurried to the bathroom to throw up or something after
watching us kiss."
Maddox snorted. "Yeah,
right. He was in a hurry, all right, but not for the reason you think."
Jonathan threw him a
confused look. Maddox had more pressing matters to attend to than talking to
his boyfriend about what could be happening with Rusty lately.
And those pressing
matters brought him to the part where he was supposed to show bravery like
never before in his life. Therefore, he nonchalantly took off his shirt and
pushed down his pants.
Jonathan stared at him,
his lips parted. "Straight down to business then?" he asked in a small voice.
Maddox smirked. All
right, so, basically, he knew how to be a seducer, right? Even if it was going
to be a bit of a change regarding who nailed who tonight, he could play it like
usual, without a problem. However, after the way Jonathan had taken the reins
when kissing earlier in the kitchen, he had a fantasy of the guy dominating him
a little and making him yield with his strong, sexy body.
Maybe another time.
Seeing how clueless Jonathan seemed to be more often than not, that meant
Maddox needed to teach him how to play the top role, and it was a noble task.
He got rid of the jeans and pushed them away, remaining naked save for the
jockstrap he had bought for this particular occasion.
A small gasp from
Jonathan assured him that his actions, so far, were aimed true and hit home. He
made a slow turn, to offer the guy a good look from all angles.
"What's this?" Jonathan's
strangled voice was a reward in itself.
Maddox grinned, winked at
him, and then climbed on the bed, lying on his belly, lifting his ass just a
smidge to ensure that there was no mistaking what that meant. "Do I have to
paint an arrow on my back to make it clearer?" he asked.
"Oh, Maddox, wow, I mean,
is this--" Jonathan trailed off and made the bedsprings dip as he climbed on,
too.
The amber eyes were lit
with a new light, and Maddox's bravery wavered. What if it wasn't quite enough?
What if it hurt? What if he was a lousy bottom?
He grunted when Jonathan
planted both hands on his ass and pushed the cheeks apart as if to get a better
look. "Um, should I have shaved my asshole for the occasion or something?" he
asked quickly.
Jonathan shook his head
slowly like he was in a trance. His eyes and all his attention were clearly
trained on the single part of Maddox's body that interested him right now. It
would have been good to make the rest of him disappear, especially his brain
that was getting the heebie-jeebies right now, whispering at him to run.
"No, you're simply
gorgeous," Jonathan whispered. "Perfect," he added, and the next thing Maddox
knew a hot tongue was delving right into his ass. His mind was a fried circuit
board the following second. The sensual attack turned his knees into jelly, and
pleasure shot from there in all directions.
The good part was that
they didn't have to talk at length about it. That was also the bad part,
because that would have given him some time to prepare for having Jonathan's
cock in his ass.
Oh, no, he had seen the
thing. It was pretty big. And long. He closed his eyes and, by reflex, his butt
cheeks, too, managing to push Jonathan away at the same time.
The other was silent, and
somehow, Maddox worried that that silence was a sign that Jonathan, like the
gentleman he was, would back off, sensing his hesitation.
The sudden hard slap on
his right ass cheek made him reconsider. "Ouch," he protested. He stared over
his shoulder. The smile Jonathan gave him let him know he was very wrong. No
gentleman was supposed to smile like that while standing behind an exposed
behind.
"Open up, don't be a
tease," Jonathan ordered, and his eyes flashed with want. His lips were still
curled into a smile, but he was not his usual shy self.
Not when it came to sex,
Maddox reminded himself; before, that determination on Jonathan's part to be
involved in the game had definitely worked to his advantage, but what about
now?
Now, he was at the guy's
mercy, and by how Jonathan looked at him like a hungry man in front of a feast,
his calculations of being the one in charge the first time had been for
nothing. It looked like there was a new sheriff in town.
He groaned and buried his
face in the pillow. Jonathan caressed the slapped butt cheek and spanked it
again.
"Hey," Maddox protested
again, "what was that for? I'm putting out, okay?"
The words died on his
lips as Jonathan licked the part of his butt starting to burn from the slaps.
Well, that felt nice, he thought and smiled. Jonathan moved and pressed him
down, gluing his chest to Maddox's back.
It looked like there was
no room to run. Jonathan hovered above his ear, blowing hot air over it.
"Maddox, are you sure? I know this isn't the first time you're hearing it, but
you're killing me."
"Sure I'm sure," he said.
Jonathan's weight on him was very much real. A part of him wanted to push the
other away and run, but the rest of him wanted more of it, wanted to know how
it would feel.
Jonathan adjusted his
position once more and let one hand wander down Maddox's back, making him
shiver at the new sensations. Yes, Jonathan was a love-maker, not the kind to
treat this as just a fuck and nothing else.
"You have an amazing
ass," Jonathan praised him and licked his ear slowly. To make it clear, he rested
his hand on Maddox's ass and began to knead the flesh in earnest.
He was a bit rough, but
not as rough as Maddox felt that he should be. "Um, do you think you could...
spank me a little more?" he asked.
***
Jonathan was beyond
himself; elation coursed through him as his hand wandered all over Maddox's
body. To have this young man, this fantastic body, surrender to him in such a
straightforward fashion, was more than he had ever dreamed of.
Maddox's question took
him by surprise. Just earlier, he had worried that he might have gone a little
bit too far, but the slight resistance from the other had triggered unknown
feelings in him. A part of him wanted to hold Maddox down and go to battle with
him for that incredible ass. But the rest of him wanted to hold him gently and
go at it as slowly as was possible before he lost his mind completely.
"Spank you? But I thought
you hated it," he teased, aware of how his voice trembled a smidge.
Maddox lifted his ass to
make a point. "I trust you."
Three little words.
Jonathan felt a surge of new want and he smacked Maddox's nice behind once. But
then, despite the urgent demands that he should do it more, he reached for the
other's chest and caught a nub of flesh between his fingers. At the same time,
he bit Maddox's ear. "You're a bit too naughty for your own good, Maddox
Kingsley."
"No shit," came the
miffed reply.
"Hmm, by this time, I'd
thought you'd chicken out and ask me to stop."
"Ha-ha. So funny. How
about you do me already, Hamilton? I had no idea you'd be such a slowpoke about
it. If you moved only a little faster, I'd no longer be a virgin by now."
"Trust me," Jonathan
said, surprised at how deep and sure of himself his voice sounded, "you don't
want me to go fast."
"Are you going to yap
your mouth all night or--"
Jonathan bit his lips not
to laugh and surprised Maddox with another smack on his ass. "Good. I can see
that there are ways to shut you up."
Maddox might have had
ideas of protesting some more, but Jonathan moved so that he could rub the
guy's cock through his sexy jockstrap, while using his other hand to circle the
exposed entrance and tease it.
Taking advantage of how
Maddox seemed to be too wrapped up in what had to be a new wave of sensations
for him, Jonathan made quick work of opening the small tube of lube he had
carried in his pocket, especially for this special occasion.
His fingers went in
slowly, making Maddox moan into the pillow.
"Don't be ashamed," he
whispered. "Your ass will do so nicely."
"Who's ashamed, asshole?"
Maddox protested.
"Are you challenging me?"
Jonathan asked, only then realizing that a battle of sorts was supposed to
happen.
"You don't seem to take a
hint," Maddox pointed out.
"Hmm, true," Jonathan
admitted. He added another finger, making Maddox gasp. "How about now?"
"Ha. You're a coward,"
Maddox threw at him.
Jonathan rolled his eyes.
It took him so damned much control to play it cool and focus on giving Maddox
time to adjust, it just wasn't fair to be provoked like that.
"I think you need to be
put in your place a little bit," he growled playfully in the other's ear.
He made a show of pulling
Maddox's hips up and positioning himself behind him.
Maddox looked at him over
his shoulder. "Is this where things are supposed to get real?"
"Not just yet," Jonathan
replied. There was nothing he wanted more than to see how it felt to fuck the
mighty Mad Dawg. But he had never fucked anyone in his life, so Maddox would
have to forgive him for taking things one step at a time.
One of these steps being
to sink three fingers into that crazy heat and earn another moan of pleasure
from his lover.
TBC
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