Good Guys Don't Date Bad Boys Ch. 31
By Laura S. Fox
Copyright © 2022 Laura S. Fox
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Gay Erotica
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Chapter Thirty-One
Green-eyed Monster
He didn't expect the
unpleasant feeling in his gut to go away as the days passed by, bringing him
closer to the day when he was supposed to call his parents and announce that he
would pay them a visit on Thanksgiving. That was no shock, really. The most
appropriate course of action was to do it and be done with it. Still, something
was keeping him from taking that step, and he kept postponing the call even
after he purchased his plane ticket.
How would they receive
his reaching out? After so much silence, Jonathan felt as if they had become so
estranged that it was as if they lived on different continents and hadn't seen
each other in years if not more. Was this all that it took to forget about the
importance of family? He liked to think he was better than to dismiss such
essential emotional attachments from his heart. And yet, here he was, feeling
more at home at Sunny Hill, in a tiny dorm room tiny by the standards of his
family's estate, of course surrounded by strangers. Of course, that last bit
wasn't entirely true.
He had friends, good
friends, but they were all leaving to see their families, and that made him
feel somewhat left out. Ray had extended an invitation to join him, and
Jonathan didn't doubt that his BFF's parents had to be just as good-natured and
easygoing as their son, but still, he couldn't help feeling that he would
intrude on a space that belonged to family alone.
"What are you thinking
about?" Maddox pressed a finger to Jonathan's forehead.
Supposedly, they were
cooped up in Maddox's room to study, even if they didn't share the same classes
except for Statistics. It looked like only one of them was keen on respecting
the shared study time. Jonathan shook his head.
"I'm going to see my
parents," he said in one dropped beat.
Maddox gave him a long,
pensive look. "You don't sound very thrilled."
"I'm not," Jonathan
confirmed. "I haven't talked to them in quite a while."
"They haven't called? Not
once?" Maddox asked.
He rolled on his belly
and looked upward at Jonathan. Wasn't he the luckiest guy alive? The sight of
those pretty gray eyes, peering at him from underneath the rebellious dark locks,
was making him easily forget about the unpleasant rock nestled in the pit of
his stomach. "No. That doesn't mean that I should leave things as they are,
though."
"Sure," Maddox agreed.
"Jonathan, if you don't feel like visiting them, how about coming with me?"
"To your house?" Jonathan
mumbled.
"That's where I'm going,"
Maddox said with a grin and a teasing wink. "And before you have one of those
weird as fuck aristocratic strokes about protocol, manners, and who knows what
else, no, you wouldn't impose. And you'd get to visit my room. I could show you
my Pokιmon card collection," he added and wiggled his eyebrows as if that kind
of temptation should have been enough to tip Jonathan's internal balance.
Jonathan laughed and ran
one hand through Maddox's hair to push it away from his handsome face. "Ugh,
that's a tough sell, right there. How could I say `no' to something like that?"
Maddox's face lit up. He
even pushed himself up and sat on the bed with his legs crossed under him.
"Don't say `no', then. Say `yes'."
Jonathan sighed. "Trust
me, I would. In a heartbeat." Maddox's face fell, so he hurried to add, "I just
need to see them. Also, we might not want to drop a bombshell of such
proportions on your folks."
"What bombshell?" Maddox
asked and looked at him with an expression of adorable confusion.
It was Jonathan's turn to
be a bit puzzled. "Have you told them already? About us?"
"Ah, that," Maddox
replied in an unconcerned tone. "Not yet. But I think it would be a good
occasion to tell them on Thanksgiving."
His boyfriend was
completely nonchalant about the whole thing, so much so that Jonathan stared at
Maddox for a bit.
"What?" Maddox asked him.
"Just like that?"
Jonathan asked. "Don't you think that they might be a little bit shocked about
the situation? Or you plan on introducing me as just a friend?"
Maddox pulled at his
right ear, only now seeming to consider the implications. "No, I would just
tell them you're my boyfriend."
"Well, I don't know your
parents, but don't you think that a bit of a heads-up would be nice? After all,
they probably know you're a notorious ladies' man."
Maddox smirked. "Now
that's something, and you're right. From ladies' man to one man's man. Hmm, it
sounded a little bit better in my head. Now, that you put it like that, I'll
call them first and tell them."
"Wait," Jonathan said,
not really knowing why he was trying to stop Maddox from putting his plan into
action. "I mean, maybe that's the kind of thing you should tell them face to
face."
"My parents don't care so
much about formalities, but all right, I'll do it the way you want. But only if
you're bent on going to visit your folks and absolutely don't want to come with
me. Otherwise, just say the word, and I'll make that phone call."
Jonathan leaned in and
kissed Maddox on the forehead. "I have to go see them, as difficult as it might
be for me and them equally."
Maddox opened his mouth
as if he wanted to say something but then appeared to think better of it. "Are
you finished studying yet?"
Jonathan nodded. His mind
wasn't completely on the task at hand, and sometimes, as he well knew, he had
to focus on what bothered him. As deep in thought as he was, he missed how
Maddox snuck closer. Taken completely by surprise, he fell on his back with a
short yelp.
"Hey," Maddox drawled and
stared at him with obvious naughtiness in his eyes.
"Hey," Jonathan replied
in kind, his heart beating a little faster.
"Is there any rule I'm
breaking if I suggest a little bit of fun?"
"One or two," Jonathan
teased.
"Good," Maddox said with
determination and closed the gap between them for a short intense kiss.
"Because I love being a rule breaker."
Jonathan couldn't protest
that and adjusted his position to allow Maddox to settle between his legs with
ease. They connected at the groin level, and the soft groans that left their
lips at the same time triggered snickers from both. Maddox bit his bottom lip
and hooked his crotch into Jonathan's. "Someone misses you very much."
"Who might that be?"
Jonathan asked and grabbed Maddox by his sexy ass to pull him closer and make
their hips move in synch.
"A good friend of yours,"
Maddox breathed out and snuck his tongue between Jonathan's lips, giving him a
taste of the deliciousness that was all him.
"I have a few good friends,"
Jonathan teased a little bit more and then flipped Maddox off him to capture
him underneath. "But I think you refer to the little guy that enjoys my mouth
to tip resuscitation technique the most."
"Did you just make a
joke?" Maddox snickered. "So lame. And little guy? Really?"
"Hey, I'm trying,"
Jonathan replied, determined to make that smirk on Maddox's face turn into
something else. "And he's not that little, I admit," he added.
He only had to touch the
hard thing stretching Maddox's jeans to the limit when he achieved his goal.
Maddox's curly eyelashes dropped, and his lips parted, letting out a sighing whisper.
Jonathan decided that he wouldn't be the kind to tease his boyfriend endlessly
and moved lower until he could comfortably fish Maddox's cock from his jeans
and give the tip a long passionate kiss.
The thing twitched in his
hand, and Jonathan took that as a good sign right away. He stuck out his tongue
as far as he could and licked around the mushroom, letting his eyes flicker up
to Maddox from time to time. Maddox had placed his hands behind his head and
was taking in the view, his eyes at half-mast, with an expression of unhidden
bliss on his face.
Jonathan continued to up
the ante. He used all his skill to make the mushroom head grow and fill his
mouth with it in one go. Maddox's gentle encouragements to go faster and deeper
didn't deter him from his plan. After all, there was a part of him that pushed
him to tease his boyfriend a little bit more before giving in completely.
"Swallow my cock," Maddox
let out with a moan. "Oh, fuck, you look so beautiful like this." He placed one
hand on Jonathan's head, pushing him to take more, but then realized what he
was doing and moved his hand away.
Jonathan protested with
his mouth full and grabbed Maddox's wrist to bring his hand back. Maddox
appeared happy at the prospect of being allowed to do as he wanted and his hand
firmed on the crown of Jonathan's head.
In all honesty, Jonathan
enjoyed both sides of Maddox. He liked the pliant, slightly submissive one, but
he simply adored to be used, too, because he wasn't afraid Maddox would take
advantage of his surrender. He settled into a rhythm while Maddox gave him cues
with how he pressed his head down from time to time.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck,"
Maddox chanted his release while he filled Jonathan's mouth with fresh tasty
cum.
Jonathan withdrew only a
little so that it didn't all go down his throat. It was one of his kinks to
show his mouth full to his lover. He did so as he pulled back completely and
stuck out his tongue slightly, wiggling it a bit. Maddox groaned and threw one
arm over his face. "What do you want me to do now?" he moaned. "I just came."
Jonathan swallowed
quickly and laughed. "I think I just love to tease you." He closed the distance
to Maddox and lay by his side.
***
There couldn't be one
contender in the whole frigging world. Jonathan knew how to suck cock for real.
Maddox knew that he was supposed to have a lot of basis for comparison, but
frankly speaking, he couldn't recall any other blowjobs, not as he was coming down
from his high. And Jonathan was such a freaking tease, showing him his mouth
full of cum and his enjoyment at swallowing like an expert. On top of it all,
no one else could say they knew what it felt like to have those perfectly
arched lips wrapped around their cocks.
Well, no one but one guy.
Maddox knew, deep down, that he had to be a bit nutso to be jealous of that
dude, but he couldn't help thinking that Jonathan had been like this with Drew
before. It made him want to learn more about the asshole, he wanted to know what
he looked like. What he would do with that information, he had no idea. But it
was annoying to know that somewhere, out in the world, there was a rival to
what he had.
Jonathan didn't have to
know about that fucked up shit in his head. He would probably hurry to assure
him that Drew was nothing but old history, and that he only liked Maddox. Well,
that was another problem. Stupid or not, Maddox wanted to hear Jonathan say it
first. That was a secret he hadn't shared with anyone. Dex would probably call
him an idiot to his face, Kane would try to work some psychoanalysis on his
ass, and Rusty would offer to convince Jonathan to confess his love to Maddox
through who knew what fearsome means.
Therefore, it was on him
to make sense of it all and to convince himself not to be an asshole. It was a
good thing that Jonathan had brought their families into the conversation. And
as caught up as he had been in wooing Jonathan if wooing was called whatever
he had done and making him his that he hadn't thought of talking to his folks
about how he had gotten himself a gorgeous boyfriend.
Maddox knew they would be
all right with the whole thing. They were gentle people, open-minded, and
surely not the kind to shun their son for liking a boy. But he could bet that
Jonathan's parents were the complete opposite of that, and of course, the guy
had his hang-ups and they were completely understandable.
Nonetheless, it was only
considerate and polite two things Jonathan was very good at if he told his
parents about it all before introducing his boyfriend to the family. His mom
would love Jonathan; he was sure of it. She had a soft spot for handsome,
well-mannered men. The fact that she married his dad was proof enough of that.
Between the two of them, she was the one more down to earth, and that had
imprinted on how she had brought them up all. Even his sisters were completely
no-nonsense and direct, something that might not have endeared them to many
men, but proved, as their mom said, very useful in setting apart the worthy
ones from the good-for-nothing ones.
His dad would probably
want to know a lot of things about Jonathan. He was overscrupulous
when it came to who his sons and daughters married or chose as their
girlfriends and boyfriends, and that meant that Maddox would be no exception.
So far, he had had it easy, but that was only because both his mom and dad were
convinced that he was only going through a phase when he just liked girls too
much to settle for one.
What would they think and
say once they learned he finally got in a serious relationship? Jonathan was
right, in a way. It was a bit of a bombshell, and it was a sign of maturity not
to treat things lightly when telling them about Jonathan.
Jonathan put his head on
Maddox's chest and his breathing soon became even. Only then did Maddox realize
he had been so caught up in thinking about what Jonathan had said about talking
to his parents that he had forgotten that he wanted to reciprocate. "Jonathan?"
he called out hesitantly.
He had noticed lately
that his boyfriend was a bit troubled, and he assumed that it was because of his
strained relationship with his folks. From all of the experience he had with
Rusty on that topic, he was patiently waiting for Jonathan to open up to him.
"Hmm?" Jonathan's sleepy
voice replied.
Maddox caressed his hair.
"Do you think you could come while sleeping if I blow you?"
Jonathan's head snapped
up quickly. He no longer seemed very sleepy. "I don't know. Is it a theory you
want to explore?"
"Not if you're not sleepy
anymore."
"I could try to go back
to sleep, and you could put your theory to the test."
Jonathan enjoyed teasing
him a lot. Maddox loved being teased. What else could be said except that they
were a match made in heaven? "Let me blow you anyway," he offered.
As he said that, he felt
his mouth water. Oh yes, who would have thought he'd like to suck cock so much?
And Jonathan's was like a delicious lollipop, good to lick from all sides.
Also, those hairless balls were to die for. Maddox could tell that Jonathan
enjoyed it that he didn't shave or wax by how the guy practically worshipped
his entire body, but he had to admit that he enjoyed Jonathan's smooth skin.
With those thoughts in
mind, he pushed Jonathan onto his back, deciding that it was his turn. He freed
Jonathan from his dress pants always the well-dressed one and took a moment
to admire the tent his guy was sporting. That bulge was mouth-watering indeed.
Maddox opened his mouth wide and trapped it between his lips, wetting the
fabric of his underwear.
"I so want to eat this
thing," he declared.
"Then please go ahead,"
Jonathan urged him. "I mean, I would very much like for you to--" His words
died on his lips as Maddox pulled down his underwear and took hold of his cock
in one fell swoop.
Damn, indeed, that kind
of thing was tastier than Maddox would have ever imagined. He wondered briefly
if different cocks had different flavors. Cum tended to not always be the same,
and he had tasted his from Jonathan's mouth on many occasions. He could vouch
that it was slightly different from Jonathan's cum which was smoother than his
own which tended to be creamier and denser.
Unlike him, Jonathan
seemed to lose his usual polite ways when it came to sex. He grabbed a handful
of Maddox's hair and guided him to take him in his mouth to the rhythm he
wanted. It was a bit like being used, and Maddox couldn't say that he disliked
it. If anything, he liked it a lot when Jonathan took the reins. He was a
smooth leader, but a firm one, and that kind of gentle power made Maddox want
to give in any time he was asked.
So he allowed Jonathan to
fuck his mouth as his hips bucked off the bed and pushed upward. Maddox
couldn't tell what he liked more, to be sucked off by Jonathan's skilled mouth,
or to be the one used for pleasure like right now. Everything was new and a
thrill ride. Jonathan took very little time to reach his peak, and Maddox
swallowed everything as he was made to take it.
They lay on their backs,
breathing hard, their hands entangled. "You're a bit of a dom," Maddox said and
snickered.
"Me? A dom?" Jonathan
asked, surprised by his words. "I doubt it."
"Nah, you definitely are,"
Maddox insisted. "The way you hold my head to fuck my mouth, that's a telling
sign."
"Am I too forceful? I'm
sorry--"
"Shut up. I like it,"
Maddox drawled the words teasingly. "You know how to take guys in hand, don't
you?" He hadn't meant to let it come out like that, as if there was someone
else, there in the room with them.
"Guys? No," Jonathan
protested quickly. "Just you, it seems."
"You never did it with
Drew, right?" Clearly, he couldn't keep his tongue in check today.
"He never sucked me off,
Maddox," Jonathan said pointedly.
"I know that. It's just
that, I mean, were you ever like this with him?"
Jonathan pushed himself
up on one elbow and looked at him. Maddox kept staring at the ceiling. "Where
is all this coming from? I've already told you everything about Drew."
Maybe he had, and maybe
he hadn't. Maddox twiddled his thumbs as he held his hands linked over his
belly.
Jonathan let out a
annoyed grunt. "Fine. Ask me," he said.
Maddox peered at him with
just one eye, closing the other. "Okay. What was it like to be with him?"
Were
you in love with him? Jonathan had said something to that
extent, and Maddox was now pleased to discover the source of his strange
jealousy.
Jonathan averted his
eyes. The gloomy expression on his face made Maddox feel guilty, but he felt
like this was the kind of thing that needed to be brought out in the open and
not allowed to fester and stir up unpleasant stuff later.
"He used me as he saw
fit," Jonathan said in a strained voice.
"That's not what I'm
asking," Maddox insisted.
The hurt in the amber
eyes as they rested on him made him recoil a little. But he had opened that
door and didn't intend to close it until he got his answers.
"It was exciting."
Jonathan sighed and his gaze dropped. He began tracing invisible circles on the
duvet. "He made me feel things I've never felt before."
"Did you think he was
beautiful?"
Jonathan let out a short
cruel snort. "Of course, I did."
Maddox felt a pang of
internal pain at that blunt admission. Maybe he deserved it.
"I thought I had a real
friend in him," Jonathan continued. "Perhaps that's why I felt so betrayed. He
knew things about me, things no one else knew."
"What things?"
Jonathan looked at him
again. He seemed upset. "You know more, if that's any comfort."
"Name one."
Jonathan pushed himself
off the bed, straightening his clothes in the process. "You know I can tell a
joke," he said in a light, yet somewhat forced tone, and Maddox couldn't help
thinking that it was an attempt to throw him off the trail.
He kept on it. Just like Jonathan,
he moved, zippered up his jeans, but remained seated on the bed. He followed
Jonathan with his eyes while the other paced the room. "He knew you for longer
than me, right? When you left?"
Jonathan ran one hand
through his hair. "He did. But he didn't. He didn't care to know who I was,
just that I was a fucking warm mouth when he needed one." The last words were spoken
in a harsh tone.
Maddox climbed off the
bed and caught Jonathan's arm, stopping his pacing. He pulled him into a hug.
"You're something else to me," he said and moved one hand over Jonathan's back
in circles, feeling the tense muscles underneath.
"Thank God for that,"
Jonathan replied. "I mean, thank you, Maddox. And trust me, you don't have one
reason to be jealous of him. Besides the fact that he's a part of my past, I
don't care for him at all. I don't even think about him anymore."
That was a lie, but
Maddox was going to let it slide. His boyfriend's soul was chipped in places,
but Maddox wouldn't change him for the world. What he should do right now was
to stop poking at those chinks in Jonathan's armor. He had no business opening
up what should have been old wounds by now.
Kane would be so proud of
him if he knew how mature he was acting about the whole thing. He'd definitely
say that he'd grown and stuff.
"Then I don't want to
hear about him anymore, either," he promised.
Jonathan relaxed in his
embrace. He hugged back and kissed Maddox's cheek. "Maybe we should call it a
night? We've studied. Some."
Maddox snickered. "Yeah,
we did. And," he said, while sneaking a hand under Jonathan's shirt and
pleasing himself with the touch of bare skin, "we got rid of the hard stuff,
too."
"Hard stuff." Jonathan
giggled in his ear. "I love your hard stuff very much. Anytime you need a fix
--"
Maddox shut him up with a
kiss. With him, he vowed, Jonathan would never feel used. "I can barely wait to
show you off to my folks. How about a selfie?" He went and grabbed his phone.
Jonathan didn't protest when Maddox pulled him close and snapped a picture. He
looked at it. "Hey, look at the camera, not me," he said and raised his arm for
another pic.
Not that he didn't like the
way Jonathan looked at him. But that was a pic he was going to keep only for
himself. For the rest of the world, Jonathan could show off his pretty eyes a
little.
***
Maddox was jealous.
Jonathan turned the idea over in his head, not knowing what to do with it. It
should have made him somewhat happy, right? It meant that Maddox liked him a
lot. But the simple fact that he seemed incapable of assuaging these feelings
in his boyfriend didn't sit well with him.
It was the shame, he
realized, the shame that he couldn't let go of. He was supposed to tell Maddox
everything, to get it all out in the open, in the minutest detail, how Drew had
betrayed him. Yet, he still was hung up on the sordid details, afraid that--
What was he afraid of? He
took one deep breath, forcing himself to remain in the moment, to take in the
trees that lined the path to the dorm, the slightly crooked bench at his right,
how pleasantly the chilly air pinched his cheeks.
No wonder Maddox felt
jealous and confused. Jonathan had a hard time coming to terms with Drew's
betrayal, and it still hurt, like a cut that had sliced his underbelly, and he
didn't believe himself capable of getting rid of it.
He'd have to think about
it. He'd have to find a way to make sure that Maddox didn't have to suffer from
jealousy or anything else even remotely. One way to do that would be to tell
him that he hated Drew, but that wouldn't be the truth. In reality, Jonathan
pitied him, and that kind of thing would be tough to explain to Maddox who
seemed so no-nonsense and far removed from any muddied feelings.
One thing at a time. He
stopped and took another deep breath. First, he needed to face his parents.
Then, he would make it so that he was a worthy boyfriend to Maddox, not someone
who got scared and hid inside himself at the slightest provocation.
TBC
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