Max’s Awakening #21

by craigpnifty@protonmail.com

Author’s notes:

IMPORTANT: I have resubmitted Chapter 20 of Max’s Awakening! I altered the ending drastically, where Eduardo and Max are on the beach. They still get interrupted by a security guard, but in my revised version Max has Eduardo’s cock in his throat when they are discovered… and much drama ensues. You will want to go back and re-read it if you had read it previously.

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Chapter 21 – Unfinished business

Even after Craig and I got back on better terms, I still didn’t sleep the greatest. I was worried about Eduardo, even though he seemed much better by the time we got back down to the dance. He told me he wasn’t going to stay long. He didn’t want to take a chance on the security guard seeing him with his family. 

I was also still angry with myself for upsetting Craig. He’s done so much for me. I mean taking me on this trip was beyond anything I would have ever expected him to do. And then I said mean things and hurt his feelings. Fuck me!

And finally, I was bummed that I only got a short taste of Eduardo’s dick before that asshole guard interrupted us. After that experience, I figure he’ll be too afraid to try it again, even behind locked doors. I wished I had at least taken a good picture of his dick the first time we played so I could remember it, and show Cam.

After tossing and turning for a few hours, I did finally crash pretty hard. I didn’t stir until Craig’s phone alarm went off. Even then, I was groggy and had to force myself out of bed.

We barely got breakfast wolfed down and out to the pier by 7:30 for our pickup. We were actually a few minutes late and the boat was waiting, but Adrian was cool about it. “It’s island time,” Craig told me when I saw the boat was waiting and suggested they might be mad. “Nobody is in much of a hurry here.” There was one thing I was really happy about so far. Craig woke up and was treating me like nothing happened, at least so far.

It was nice to dive without that little fuckhead Charlie for once. The other two people on the boat were two chicks who were super nice and chill. After talking to them for a bit, I realized they were actually married! I figured it out when one said “we have a son a little younger than you” and the other added “but we can’t get him interested in scuba diving.” It made me smile. Boy what a complete change from Charlie and his dad, huh?

I wondered of course briefly if their son was cute. And I asked myself a stupid question: Would having gay parents make him more likely to be gay? Then I realized that was dumb, since most gay kids have straight parents. But I did figure at least he would know his mom’s would be accepting of him, whatever his orientation.

As we were taking our break between dives, I was laying out on the pier, drying and tanning (in my Speedo of course). One of the women (Rita) was talking to me. She had noticed my toned body and asked me whether I was a diver or a gymnast. I guess it was obvious that I had to be one of the two. She told me I was damn cute and guessed that I didn’t have any trouble finding a date for school dances. When I told her that I already knew who I was taking because I had a boyfriend, she gave me a biggest hug. It was like we had a bond or something just because I was gay. It was kind of cool. I also thought it was nice how she didn’t say anything about finding a GIRL to take to the dance. It’s like she was leaving the door open just in case I might like boys.

The diving was great and when we got back to the hotel, Eduardo was sitting out on the pier. I had told him about what time I thought we would be back but I didn’t expect he’d be waiting for us. Craig and I were both worried for a minute that something was wrong, but we could tell right away from his huge smile that everything was cool. I could also tell from his smile that he was really glad that we were back.

***

Eduardo joined us for a burger from the snack bar. He said he was trying not to be around his parents too much, just in case the security guard was around. Craig told him that the guard probably just works nights, so he probably shouldn’t be too worried about anything until later in the day.

“But what about tonight, Craig?” I asked. “Maybe we should go into town for dinner. You know, just to be safe.” Eduardo’s eyes lit up at that idea.

“Sure,” Craig agreed. “We can invite your whole family if you want. I know this place that has great tacos and pizza. Pizza with pastor meat. It’s amazing.”

“Please senor. It would be more fun, just us.” Eduardo suggested.

“As long as it’s ok with your parents, that works for me.”

“It will be ok,” Eduardo assured us.

“Well, I’ll make sure, ok?” Craig added.

When we were finished eating, Eduardo asked me if we could go up to our room. “I want to show you something,” he said. I couldn’t figure out what he would possibly want to show me. And I wasn’t sure if Craig would rather we not go up there alone, after last night.

But when I looked over at Craig, he nodded. “Just lock the door if you…well, just lock the door,” was all he said.

***

As we walked towards the room, I tried to get Eduardo to tell me what it was that he had to show me. All he would say is “Just wait, ok. Just wait.”

When we got to our room, he closed the door and locked all the locks. “No getting caught today,” he said. Did he come up here to fool around? Really? I guess yesterday didn’t frighten him off so bad after all. But what did he have to show me? Or was that just an excuse to come upstairs?

“OK,” I said. “What do you have to show me?”

He started untying his swim trunks. “Just watch,” he said as he pushed them down over his knees and kicked them off.

“Eduardo, I’ve seen your dick before. I mean I LOVE your dick, but what exactly are you showing me?”

“Hold on,” he said, as he began stroking himself. “I have to be harder.” Be harder for what? I wondered.

I watched as his cock grew and his pink head thrust through his foreskin. I swear I’ll never get tired of seeing an uncut cock head peek out from its cover. There’s something about it that just turns me on and makes me lick my lips. I felt my own erection rising.

“I figured this out last night, when I was back alone in our room,” he said. He bent forward, wrapped one arm around the back of his thigh and pulled himself inward. With his other hand he grabbed his stiff dick and directed to his mouth. OMG he was sucking his own dick! He got the whole head in his mouth and then about another inch. He licked and sucked for about 30 seconds before let go and stood up, catching his breath. “It felt so good when you do, I had to try it. I was still so horny after I finally got back to my room. Can you do that?”

“I’ve never tried.” Now that he suggested it, I was kind of surprised I hadn’t tried it. I mean, I am super flexible, I’d think I’d be able to. How did I never think of trying it before? “But, let’s find out.” I tossed off my board shorts and Speedo. Eduardo smiled at me when he saw I was totally boned already. I imitated him, bringing my head down and pulling myself in. I could just get the tip of my hard-on to the end of my mouth. I was able to lick it, but not really get the head inside my mouth. Maybe it was Eduardo being skinnier than me that allowed him to do it? Or maybe it was the fact that he had a bigger cock? I mean a couple more inches of length on mine and I could have done what he did too. “Can’t quite get there,” I commented.

“It’s easy, see,” he said as he pulled himself back down and lapped at his big thick brown pole. He came back up and was rubbing his lower back.

“You should save that when you are home and don’t have any one else to help you out Eduardo,” I told him. I reached out and gripped his meat. “Let me take care of it while I am here, ok?”

I guided him to the bed and we climbed up. I grabbed my phone. “Can I take a picture? To remember your dick by. And to show Cam?” I wasn’t sure if he would be okay with me taking pictures, but he nodded his approval. I took a few pictures of him and his cock. Some close up, some of all of him, with him lying back onto the pillows.

“Now you,” he said when I was done. I took his spot and let him take pictures. I knew I needed to make sure he knew how to hide them, but that could wait. Right then, I was horny as fuck and wanted his dick in my mouth. I took his phone and sat it next to mine on the nightstand and pulled him onto the bed. I pounced on him and immediately took his dick into my mouth as deep as it would go. Much further than I had managed last night on the beach.

“Mierda!” he cried out as he pushed into me, trying to get his cock even deeper. It was pressing against the back of my throat. I could only keep it there for a few seconds before I had to release it. I let it slide out and looked up my friend. He had the widest grin. I climbed atop of him and straddled him, with my cock dangling down just in front of his face. I wasn’t sure if he would suck me, but I was hoping he would give it a try. But even if he didn’t, this angle was better for me to work his oversized dick.

I was very happy when I felt him pull my boner back towards his mouth and start licking it. Atta boy Eduardo, suck that white boy dick! I bobbed up and down on his thick dick as he swirled his tongue around my head. I know the angle of my dick was probably making it hard for him to do too much, but I didn’t really care. I was just happy he was trying.

We 69’ed like that for a couple minutes and then I climbed off. I wanted to give him the royal treatment and make him cum harder than he ever had before. I climbed between his legs and licked at his balls as I stroked his cock. I loved the feel of his hefty dick in my hands. His balls were a little sweaty and there was a slight salt taste. I loved how his sparse pubes just shot out all around the base of his dick. I felt a big drop of precum escape from his slit and it rubbed it all around his head and continued to stroke him, making sure my thumb hit that one spot on the underside of the head that is always so sensitive.

Eduardo started moaning. He was saying something in Spanish that I couldn’t understand, but I knew it meant he liked what I was doing. I lifted his balls and licked underneath them. His legs lifted and rolled back naturally, as if he wanted me to explore further. I lapped at the smooth skin under his sack. I looked down and I could make out the indention that leads to his hole. I couldn’t resist checking it out. I pushed his legs up slightly, bringing his hole into view. It was beautiful; smooth like Cam’s but it was cool how the pinkness of his hole contrasted with surrounding brown skin. I probably should have asked him before I went further, but thankfully he didn’t seem to mind when I pushed my tongue up against his hole and started eating him. “Que?” he started to ask but then just put his back down and started moaning and encouraging me. At least I think he was encouraging me. He sure as hell wasn’t telling me to stop. He even pulled his legs back further so I could have easier access to his pucker. I licked at his hole as I continued to squeeze and stroke his cock. 

His hole didn’t taste odd at all. It was just kind of salty like his dick. It was perfectly clean anyway. It was probably just salty from the pool or ocean water.

I got bold and brought my free hand up to his hole. I pushed some spit out with my tongue and use my fingers to rub it around his hole, pressing gently. After a few seconds I felt his hole relax and when it did, I slid the end of my finger inside him. Even with just spit as lube it went in easily. I lifted my head up to make sure he wasn’t freaking out. He wasn’t. I took his cock back into my mouth as I began to slowly work my finger around inside him; gently pulling it out and easing it back in. I could tell I was driving him wild because he was grunting and his hips were starting to arch up. 

I pushed my finger deep inside him and felt it hit something. It felt hard, kind of like a nut. When I touched it, Eduardo gasped. When I pressed against it again and was rewarded with a big squirt of sweet pre-cum. “Otra vez,” Eduardo begged. He was really into it now. I was driving him wild. I sucked harder, bobbing up and down as I massaged that special spot inside him. He thrashed and bucked and then screamed out. 

My mouth was flooded with his cream. I kept sucking and gathering it in my mouth as he slowly calmed. When I let his dick slide from my mouth, I looked up at him and opened my mouth, showing him his load before I swallowed it. His cum tasted sweeter to me than Cams or Craig’s. Maybe because his cum was still not quite as thick yet. I slowly pulled my finger from his butt.

“Wow! Increíble,” he said smiling.

“You like?” I said grinning.

I went and washed my hands. My finger had been up his ass after all. I came back to find Eduardo relaxing and looking at the pictures he had taken of me. “Are you ok, buddy?” I asked him.

“I’m super ok. But…I…uh… don’t think I can do any more,”he answered. I get it. Sometimes after you cum hard like that, it’s hard to stay interested. It’s like the horny switch in your brain gets turned down to zero. I hadn’t cum, but I didn’t really care. Getting him off like that was enough for me. Now I at least know he would go home with a memory of a real blow job. It was even a really good one if I do say so myself. I helped him download the Vault app and lock away the racy photos of me. Then I made sure the photos I took of him were locked away as well. But first I sent one to Cam via Snapchat to show him the big fat Mexican did I had just swallowed.

***

We made our way back down to the pool, where they were just finishing a silly pool game. Eduardo and I were hoping they would organize water polo next, as it was probably our last day to play since he would be leaving the next day. But the staff had some stupid trivia game planned instead.

We begged Armando, the one staff guy we really liked. He said no at first, but then he looked at one of the other staff, looked at me, and then looked back at the staff and got a strange smile on his face. I thought it was kind of weird. “Ok Max, we can play, but …uh…you have to come with me the storage room to get the nets.”

“Sure,” I agreed. I was happy to help if it meant we got to play.

I followed Armando inside the hotel and down a short hallway. He unlocked the door and reached in and turned on the lights. I walked inside. It was a storage closet with shelves stocked with balls, dart boards, stuff to put on a casino night, and various costumes for I don’t even know what. I saw the nets against the back wall and went to grab one.

I heard the door close and latch but didn’t think anything of it. I picked a net up and started to turn, but immediately ran into Armando who was standing behind me giving me an odd look. “So muchacho, I hear you like Mexican dick. How about a little sucky sucky for your favorite staff, huh?” I glanced down. His hand was inside his shorts rubbing himself.

My heart started racing and my whole body felt electrified. I guess that is what happens when you are alarmed and you body starts pumping out adrenaline. “What?” I asked. “No!”

He stepped closer me and reached down and groped my ass. “Or maybe you like to fuck instead. Hmm? You been showing off that hot little ass in that blue Speedo all week on purpose, haven’t you faggot? Armando give it to you good baby. I’ll make your cute little voice howl baby. I know you like it.”

If he thought this was sweet talking and was actually going to work, he was crazy. “GET OFF ME!” I yelled and knocked he hand away. I fell back against the net and had to regain my balance.

“Hmm. Feisty. I like that,” he grinned. “C’mon Max. Just a little suck like you were doing on the beach last night?” I wiped that grin off his face with a sharp knee right to his cojones. As he doubled over in pain I pushed by him and got the fuck out of there.

** End of Chapter 21 **

Author’s notes:

How will Max handle being cornered and propositioned by Armando? The guard has apparently told at least a few people about what he saw on the beach. Will Eduardo get away before word leaks to his parents?

Thanks as always for the continued feedback craigpnifty@protonmail.com