Max Fuller's Maze

      

   
Chapter 10

Rejoining his party, Max felt better. They introduced Rose to a group of his female classmates and wandered off joining a bean bag tossing game his brother was leading. There were little prizes if you could get five bean bags in each one of the holes but being coordinated was not something Max excelled at. After his turn he moved to the back of the line,

"Not with your girlfriend?" Taylor said, coming up form behind him.

Max rolled his eyes, He wasn't sure when Rose had said it, but maybe his friend was a little jealous. "She's not my girlfriend anymore. She's just a friend."

Taylor was silent for a few seconds, "Sorry?"

"No, it was my idea. Nothing's really changed, just we're not calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend." Max supplied.

"Oh, whatever."

"Yeah, so you don't have to be mean to her anymore." Max said turning around and giving him a smile.

Taylor shot him a glare, but it was his turn again and afterwards Max walked off to talk to a few of his other friends.

The rest of the party went smoothly. There were a few games for everyone, and Max managed to win musical chairs. Most of his friends brought presents. His brother gave him a book about dinosaurs that also came with a skeleton he could build. Rose gave him a Lego set, one of the Lego space ones. Taylor's gift was the best though, at least in his mind. It was a real Spinosaurus tooth with the display case. That was just awesome.

As the party ended, people started drifting away. When there were only a handful left, he moved the party inside and took turns playing on his computer. Within a half hour of moving inside it was only himself and Taylor left.

"So, I'm the only one sleeping over?" Taylor said after Robert left.

"Yeah, I was going to invite other people but couldn't really narrow it down." Max said with a shrug.

"Has anyone ever told you that you think too much?" Taylor asked.

"Maybe other people don't think enough?" Max countered.

Taylor rolled his eyes, "So what happened with Rose?"

"We decided it wasn't working out." Max answered.

"But why?"

Max gave Taylor a weird look. "Why do you care so much?"

"I never knew anyone who broke up before. I'm just curious."

Max gave it some thought. "I'll tell you later."

"Okay," Taylor said with a shrug.

The rest of the day was uneventful. They played with some of Max's new stuff and watched a movie before finishing off the popcorn together and started to go upstairs. Max could hear Taylor sucking on his fingers.

"Aren't you going to wash your hands?" Max said climbing the stairs.

"No, why?" Taylor said sticking his thumb in his mouth.

"You're going to get spit on things." Max complained wrinkling his nose. "It's disgusting."

"You're a neat freak, you know that?" Taylor said deliberately making a loud sucking sound. "I'm just getting the butter off."

"Wash your hands." Max said coming to a stop in front of the bathroom.

Taylor stared at him for a second before slowly raising his hand and bringing it closer to Max's face. Max took a step backwards. "Don't touch me with those."

"I'm going to get my spit all over you," Taylor taunted. "You're going to be covered in my spit."

Max took another step backwards as Taylor brought his other hand up. Max pursed his lips together as he felt a sudden flash of anger and stepping forward, he pushed against Taylor knocking him to the ground. "I said no!"

Taylor fell backwards onto his butt with a loud thud and a shocked look on his face. "I was just joking."

Max felt embarrassed, but before he could apologize his mom was up the stairs. " Is everything okay?"

"Yes, Mrs. Fuller," Taylor said getting up off the floor. "We were just joking around."

His mom gave them both looks. "Yeah, well just don't break anything." She turned around and headed back downstairs looking over her shoulder as she did it.

"Taylor, I'm sorry for pushing you." Max said immediately when she was out of sight.

"It's fine, I'll wash my hands."

Max followed Taylor into the bathroom and turned the faucet on for him as he pumped some of the antibacterial soap on to his hands. The silence fell awkward to Max, so he said the first thing that came to his mind. "Do you still want to know why I broke up with Rose?"

"Sure." Taylor said drying off his hands. "I noticed you said why you broke up with her not why we broke up like you said earlier. I'm guessing it was your decision?"

Max smiled weakly. Taylor was really interested in this for some reason. He remembered what Rose had said about Taylor before. "Yes, I guess it was just me. I told her that I don't think I want a girlfriend like ever. I'm pretty sure I like boys."

Taylor's stared at him and the knot in Max's stomach got a little tighter. When Taylor finally did speak it wasn't in a pretty low tone. "Do you want a boyfriend?"

Max nodded. "I think so."

There was another long silence. "Can I be your boyfriend?"

Max smiled. "You like boys?"

Taylor nodded. "Yeah, so do you want to be boyfriends?"

Max nodded. "All right."

They both broke out in laughter and a second later they were out of the bathroom and in the bedroom. Max closed the door behind them, and they made their way giggling into the middle of the room. "When did you find out you like boys?" Max asked curious.

"I always knew. I kissed a boy named Timmy in kindergarten. He pushed me and said I had cooties." Taylor said.

Max laughed a little. "All the boys you like push you?"

"I guess." Taylor replied.

"When did you know you liked me?" Max asked curiously.

"I don't know. I mean we've been friends and I like being around you. What about you?"

That was a question Max wasn't sure how to answer. "Well, I don't know. I mean I really like that stuff we did in the bathroom and like being around you. I'm not sure. When you asked me if you want to be boyfriends, I just thought yeah, I like that idea. I mean Rose kind of suggested you might kind of like me, but I wasn't sure if she was right."

"What?" Taylor said frowning.

Max tried to explain, he ended up telling the whole story about Rose. Trying to explain why he was friends with Rose was easy enough, how they became boyfriend and girlfriend was a bit more difficult. He kept the stuff to himself and Jackson out of it, but not the part about seeing Rose naked. "I don't know, it was just I wasn't excited. I mean when I think of her private parts and your private parts I just like yours more." Max finished.

After a moment Taylor smiled. "Yeah, I guess I get it. Do you want to see me naked again?"

Max nodded. "I guess we should change for bed."

"Yes, into our pajamas." Taylor added giggling.

"Let's do it together." Max suggested. "I take something off and then you take that off and then something else and I'll take that off and so on."

"All right."

Max stood there for a moment before reaching down and untying his shoes. He was going to take both off, but then decided just to take the left. Taylor didn't get it at first when Max stood up only having removed one of his shoes, but he caught on as he reached down and removed his left shoe followed by his sock. Max watched never so excited to see a sock removed. Max took off his sock and then his shirt. The two went back and forth slowly taking off different articles of clothing if not necessarily in a sensible fashion. After Taylor removed his right shoe Max dropped his pants revealing that he was a bit more excited then he would usually be for simply preparing for bed. The bulge in his underwear drew Taylor's attention because he stared at it for a while his own excitement growing and then removed his underwear leaving his right sock on. Max followed suit only taking off his own right sock quickly followed by Taylor.

The two of them stared at each other naked and excited. Max wasn't sure what to do next, if anything. The feeling of excitement was tempered by a little fear. His eyes wandered over Taylor's nude body and he enjoyed the view. It was different then when he was with Jackson because somehow, he knew the same appreciation was being returned towards him and that somehow added a little tingle. It was so different than when he had seen Rose like this.

"Can we kiss?" Taylor said after a moment. "I mean boyfriends and all."

Max nodded. There was only about a step between them and hesitantly they both took a half a step forward. Max tilted his head slightly and they leaned together until their lips touched. He remembered kissing Rose on New Year's Eve and it had been okay, but this had an excitement to it maybe having more to do with being nude than just kissing. When he felt Taylor's hand touch his side, Max shivered, and he reached out to touch Taylor. Slowly they held their bodies together, their erections touching. There was a height difference, but Taylor leaned into him and stood on his tiptoes. Soon they were sword fighting, but not like before. Their bodies were over each other and even when their lips separated it didn't become a competition.

The idea that shot through Max's head came unbidden, it just clicked. Max found himself slowly dropping to his knees until he was at a comfortable eye level with Taylor's hard penis. His boyfriend gave him a strange look. "What are you doing?"

"Trying something." Max replied taking a deep breath and reaching out to touch it. It was warm and twitched as his fingers wrapped around it. Max slowly brought his head forward opening his mouth and as Taylor's penis went past his lips, he felt his own thing twitch. He wasn't sure what to do, but the part of his mind that worried about germs had gone quiet. He was able to take most of it in his mouth letting his lips slide back and forth. For a while he just let it lay there but the temptation to explore grew as time passed. Worried about causing pain he started slowing down. He had to pull some of it out of his mouth so his tongue and more importantly the tip could feel around. The was weird how he could move it with his tongue and slide it back. When he did that, Taylor stiffened. Somehow Max knew this was good and let his tongue flip across the underside slowly at first but as Taylor responded, he increased his speed.

"Max," Taylor said his voice sounding strange just before his dick started to twitch and he stumbled backwards. Max felt a strange sense of satisfaction as his boyfriend stare down at him, his face flushed. "Where did you learn that?"

"Just something I heard about." Max said reaching down and starting to stroke himself.

Taylor stared at him for a few seconds. "I want to try that."

Max smiled and remove his hand before standing up. Taylor stared at him for a moment longer before going for it. He dropped to his knees and just swallowed up Max's hard penis.

Receiving was worlds different from giving. The feeling of having his penis sucked by something that was warm and wet was weird and Taylor's exploration started out a little too enthusiastic. When Max moaned Taylor got the idea. The feelings were hard to explain, but when Max stopped thinking so much and just enjoyed. He found himself smiling at the sensations. His climax built slowly, starting as a slight tingle and slowly rising until his toes curled trying to hold it back and then just the release that wracked his body made him pull out and sit down.

The silence of climax was a comfortable one. Neither of them moved for a long time. Max spoke first. "That was fun, but we should get dressed."

"Yeah, Taylor agreed."

As he got dressed, they started to talk, but it was a normal conversation. It started out with what they were going to do tomorrow and drifted from subject to subject and they both climbed into opposite beds. They were talking for a bit longer before a strange silence fell. Max was just about to suggest they shut off the light and go to bed when Taylor spoke up. "These beds are too small for both of us to be in one, but have you ever slept on the floor?" Taylor asked.

"On an air mattress." Max suggested. "Usually I get a bed or a couch at a sleepover."

Taylor hesitated for a second before throwing the pillow down on the floor and pulling the blanket off the bed. "Come on let's sleep next to each other. You can wrap the blanket under you for a little padding."

Max hesitated for a moment, but he liked the idea of being a bit closer and joined his friend on the floor. It was hard but by twisting the blanket around himself it did provide a little padding and they ended up laying close to each other. That little activity had beaten sleep back a bit and they ended up talking again. This time of Ark and dinosaurs and what should be done next. At some point they drifted off with only inches separating themselves. That was how they were found the next morning when DJ thinking it was cute snapped a picture before waking the two.

 

Author's note: Well that's the end of the story I do hope you liked it.

The End.

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