Max’s Awakening #22
Author’s notes:
Sorry for the long delay in getting this chapter out. I was fortunate enough to do some travelling before the world went to hell…. And then…well, the world went to shit and I’ve had a difficult time getting in the mood to write again with all that is going on. I’m sure many of you can relate. I’m also sure I’ve lost a few readers after such a long hiatus, so for that I do apologize. Hopefully those who have stopped reading can come back to a completed story soon and enjoy it in all its glory. (I do have more time to write these days).
To those of you who have emailed in my long absence to ask about my well being – thank you! It is much appreciated to know that anonymous people from the internet care.
Thanks again to reader “J” who keeps feeding me fantastic ideas to add depth to the story, as well as editing my initial versions.
Story picks up where it left off – Max has just been cornered and propositioned rather forcefully by Armando, one of the hotel activity staff. He fought him off and ran…… enjoy.
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Chapter 22 – A new position
After pushing past Armando, I rushed back to the pool - as fast as I could move in flip flops anyway. I don’t think he was behind me, but to be honest, I’m not sure about that. I never looked back.
I grabbed Eduardo and told him to come with me to my room. He was clearly confused. He expected me to be coming back with the goals and ball to play water polo but instead I was out of breath and leading him away. “I’ll explain in a minute. Let’s GO!” I exclaimed, expressing some urgency, as I was also trying to catch my breath.
As we scurried toward the elevators, I realized that I couldn’t explain what had just happened to Eduardo. If I told him about Armando knowing about us getting caught on the beach, Eduardo would freak the fuck out. There was also something else. I know it seems stupid, but I was also kind of ashamed about what had happened. Armando’s comment about me showing off in my Speedo all week was stuck in my head. How could I be so stupid to not think about someone was perving on me walking around in a tiny fucking Speedo? It is a skimpy suit, so of course some dude was going to think I was looking for it! How could I be so damn stupid?
When we got on the elevators I fumbled for an explanation as Eduardo gave me a perplexed look. “We go back to room to do more… sucking?” he asked, slyly grinning. I was kind of surprised he even was thinking about sex already. I sure as fuck wasn’t! Not after Armando’s stunt.
“Um…uh…no. I just want to change my suit… and…uh… maybe we can get our snorkel stuff and go snorkeling,” I suggested.
He still looked puzzled. “So what? No water polo?”
“Nah, um… the nets weren’t there,” I lied. I hoped that Armando bailed on the whole idea after I ran off, or else Eduardo would know I lied if he saw them playing.
***
When we got to my room, I quickly grabbed my swim trunks off the deck and changed into them. Eduardo smiled at me as he watched me change, which made me little bit happier at least. I wadded up my Speedo and threw them as hard as I could against the bathroom wall, blowing off a little frustration in the process. I wouldn’t be wearing that fucking thing again. Ever! Wearing those had people making fun of me and strange guys wanting to fuck me.
I grabbed our snorkel gear and we headed off. I suggested we cut through the main building to get an ice cream at the café. Of course the real reason was to avoid the main pool and possibly running into Armando, or for Eduardo to see they might be playing water polo after all. Thankfully, the ruse worked.
We snorkeled and then joined Marcelo who was on the beach playing in the sand. We blew off the rest of the afternoon and early evening building a huge sand castle with Marcelo. It was actually kind of fun. The little guy is pretty cool to hang out with. You could tell he was really excited that we were playing with him too. It was just the type of thing I needed to calm down a little.
Playing in the sand also gave me time to ponder things. I still couldn’t believe Armando tried to force himself on me like that. I had thought he was so cool before too. I lol’d to myself as I realized something. Armando is not that old or even ugly. He’s actually kind of hot! He actually looks like a slightly older version of Eduardo. It occurred to me that if I had known he was interested, I might have actually LIKED messing around with him. But not after the way HE went about it. If he had just been cool and asked nicely, damn, I might have even done something with him! But I’m not about anyone thinking they can make me do anything, especially sex stuff. Sex has always been fun (well except for getting caught on the beach last night), so it just seemed strange and sickening to have someone turn it into something negative.
The gross feeling Armando gave me sat in my stomach like a rock and I had a hard time getting it to go away. I wondered if it was how the little girls that my dad molested might have felt. Just thinking about the fact my dad could have made someone feel like I feel now had me angry at him all over again. Though I know from my therapy with Jan that a lot of my anger with him isn’t about what he did, but how he doesn’t really seem to love me that much. I realized something else too at that moment. Craig is everything my dad never was. He’s kind and supportive. He’s not afraid to hug me and show affection. He shows how much he cares all the time. Of course the thing that is ironic, is that outsiders who know I’m doing sex stuff with him would call him a pervert and a creep. But it’s not that way with him at all. I never got bad feelings from the stuff I did with him. It feels just as natural as it does with Cam or Noah or Spencer or Ian. I really wish I could make things up to Craig so he doesn’t think I’m some selfish little shit taking advantage of his generosity. I mean I know he says everything is cool, but I don’t know, I still feel like I owe him.
Another thing I thought about was whether I should tell Craig about the incident with Armando. I pretty quickly decided I couldn’t. I’d already caused enough trouble last night with the whole blowjob-on-the-beach thing. I just couldn’t have something else go wrong today or he’d want to kill me. I also pictured him blaming me for putting myself in that position by wearing the Speedo all over and for going off alone with a relative stranger.
There was only one person I could talk to about all this: Cam. I really wished he was here with me to squeeze me tight and make me feel OK. I wanted to go get my phone and call him, but I was afraid if I left Eduardo he would wander back up to the pool and find them playing water polo and know I had lied to him. So it would have to wait. I also realized I hadn’t even told Cam anything about last night: not about the fight with Craig or about getting busted by the guard. All I had done since yesterday was snap him a picture of Eduardo’s dick. So he’s probably thinking I am just having a GREAT time. It was going to be a one epic shit storm of a conversation when I finally get to catch up with him.
***
Craig and Andres came up to us on the beach as the sun was starting to go down over the huge cruise ship parked nearby. “You boys ready to get cleaned up and head into town?” Craig asked. Eduardo and I agreed. I was getting hungry and was ready to get out of the sun and get a shower. AND I really wanted to talk to Cam.
When we got to the room, I told Craig he could shower first. I told him to take his time. I texted Cam right away.
ME: Hey, can u talk?
CAM: Nah, Im eating dinner with the fam. Whats up? Looks like you got the Mexican boys d!
ME: Yeah it was fun. But I really need 2 talk
CAM: You ok?
ME: sorta, something happened I want to tell you about
CAM: Wuttt?
ME: well lots of things actually
CAM: ok?
ME: well this worker guy at the resort tried to get me to blow him
CAM: how old is he? he cute?
ME: he’s ok. but it wasn’t like that. hes older. idk maybe 25
CAM: 25? fuck that! and what u mean it wasn’t like that
ME: I mean he like tried to MAKE me do it. He cornered me in this room and stuff and he said he wanted to fuck me too
CAM: Wait, you mean he got like all rapey?
ME: Sorta. It was creepy. and kinda scary.
CAM: What u do?
ME: I kneed him in the balls and gtfo
CAM: Score!
ME: Yeah lol. Havent seen him since.
CAM: What did Craig say
ME: Havent told him
CAM: why the f not
ME: I cant
CAM: why? that guy should get canned
ME: probably, but I cant tell craig. we had a huge blow up last night
CAM: what????????? why?
ME: thats the other thing I wanted to tell you about
CAM: yeah?
ME: well, so last night…
ME: Eduardo and I were on the beach. It was dark and I didn’t think anyone was around
CAM: so and?
ME: I starting giving him a BJ. I wanted his cock soOOOOOO bad
CAM: OK, so?
ME: Well we got caught by a security guard
CAM: oh fuck
ME: yeah
CAM: so Craig was pissed?
ME: very
CAM: what he say
ME: that I think with my dick and don’t think about things before doing them
CAM: I guess he was right? sorta?
ME: yeah he was but I got angry and said a couple really mean things
CAM: to craig?
ME: yeah, like stop trying to be my dad
CAM: oh man. dude. you totes wish he was your dad!
ME: I know. Im stupid. it really hurt his feelings
CAM: damn dude. so thats why u don’t want to tell him about this worker guy?
ME: yup. after last night I don’t want to cause more problems. I’ll be ok
CAM: u sure?
ME: yeah, it wasn’t that big of a deal. just weird. plus I was kind of almost asking for it, wearing that speedo all over and stuff
CAM: that’s crap dude
ME: I dunno maybe
CAM: I still think you should tell Craig
ME: I dunno I might.. maybe later
CAM: OK, well I gotta go, foods here. talk later?
ME: ok…yeah. were going to town for a while, but I can call when we get bk
CAM: yeah, Ill be up. Noah’s coming over ;) love you man
ME: love you too cya
I couldn’t help to think what Cam would be doing with Noah… or more specifically with Noah’s fat dick. The thought of them having fun was making my cock stir. I had totally forgotten that I hadn’t cum when I sucked off Eduardo. I guess it’s a good sign I was still able to feel a bit horny?
***
For dinner Craig took us to this authentic Mexican place way back in town. It was a nice place and it was cool because it was like the front of someone’s house where the restaurant was. The guy who runs it was super nice.
We got a nice surprise when we walked in. I heard someone yelling my name and when I looked it was the two ladies from our dive boat (the lesbians) with their son. They had just sat down and invited us to join them, so we did.
Their son was this super-scrawny kid with glasses. He looked like a nerdier version of Spencer, with dark hair and freckles across his nose. His name was Joshua and was 12, but could easily pass for 10. He was tiny for 12. He was super quiet and terribly shy. I could totally see him not being very daring to try scuba or any other dangerous things. His moms tried to get him to engage with us, but he pretty much kept to himself and didn’t say much. It wasn’t until the conversation turned to New York City and Broadway musicals that the kid came to life. I guess he’s really into music and musicals and stuff and got all excited telling Craig about shows he’s seen and wants to see. Eduardo and I kind of had to talk to ourselves, because that was just not a world we knew much about, except for when they briefly talked about Billy Elliot of course, since it’s the one musical I’ve actually seen.
Once he started talking more, it because obvious to me that Joshua was probably more gay than I was. Just more of a wimpy kind of gay I guess. When we first sat down, one of his moms said to Joshua excitedly, “this is the boy from diving I was telling you about.” I wasn’t sure just how much she had told Joshua about me. Did she tell him that I was gay? Did they tell him that for some reason?
We had just finished our appetizers when I felt the urge to take a leak. I excused myself and headed for the bathroom but had to wait outside as someone was in it. I had just leaned against the wall to wait when Joshua walked up. “Hey,” he whimpered and gave me a wave. “We’re waiting huh?” he asked.
“Yes. Hopefully someone isn’t stinking the thing up,” I answered.
He laughed at my joke. “Yeah,” he replied and then looked at me kind of oddly. “So, um… my moms said you told them you’re gay,” he said, looking up at me, slightly embarrassed.
“Yup. That ok?” I asked. I almost asked him if he was, but something stopped me.
“Yeah, sure. I don’t care. If I were gay I couldn’t tell anyone. I get teased enough at school already. I wish I was built like you, geez.” If he were gay? Was I wrong about him? I thought about pressing him further, but didn’t think it was my place.
“Yeah, well I really haven’t told many people either. Just a few.” Just then the bathroom opened up and I went in. I realized it was one of those that had a toilet and a urinal, so I told Joshua we could both use it at once. He seemed hesitant, but I encouraged him. I used the bowl and let him have the urinal. Not that I was looking… ok, I was… but I noticed he turned to the side so I couldn’t see his dick. I was just sorta curious, as usual.
He finished pissing before me and turned around, where I, naturally, wasn’t trying to hide a thing. His eyes about popped out of his head when he looked at my dick. “Wow,” he said, before immediately adding “sorry, I …er…wasn’t really trying to look.”
I had to laugh. Like I cared. “Don’t worry about it dude,” I said as I shook off and zipped up.
“So, um, does your friend know you like boys,” he asked. “And your dad too?”
“Well he’s not my dad for real, but yeah he knows. It’s cool. And Eduardo, he definitely knows.” I leaned over into him. “We did some sex stuff this afternoon in our room.”
The look on his face was priceless. His jaw dropped and his eyes about popped out of his face. “For real?” he asked. Then he looked at me doubtfully. “I mean, you’re not just trying to tease me are you?”
“No, for real!” I said raising my hands up. “I wouldn’t be mean like that to you Josh. We really sucked each other’s dicks. If you thought mine was big you should see Eduardo’s. It’s huge. It’s no big deal. I’ve done stuff with a few boys. I have a real boyfriend back home. We’ve done LOTS of things.”
“Holy shit!” he answered. He looked at me in awe. I was cool.
For the rest of dinner Joshua was suddenly very conversational. Now that he knew it wasn’t a secret that I was gay, he began asking me lots of questions. How old was I when I realized it? How did I find a boyfriend? When do I plan to tell everyone? He still never admitted that he liked boys, but it sure seemed obvious.
It was kind of cool. I could see that being comfortable with being gay and able to talk about it was setting a good example for him – if he was gay anyway. Or maybe it was just giving him confidence about being himself. He was a different kid for sure. Anyway, whatever it was, it made me feel good.
***
After dinner we all went back into the main part of town. It was Saturday night and a lot of the locals were hanging out in the square. A band plays and people dance and the kids run around. We ended playing tag with some Mexican kids, which was fun because we couldn’t understand each other, but didn’t really have to. Eduardo translated when it was really necessary. Even Joshua played, even though he ran slowly and awkwardly. He didn’t care he said because he knew we wouldn’t make fun of him, and if the Mexican kids were saying anything, he wouldn’t understand it anyhow.
When we finally got around to leaving, Joshua made a point to say bye and tell me how much fun it had been. He gave me a high five, but I got the feeling he almost wanted to give me a hug instead but was afraid to ask.
It was almost 9pm before we got back to the hotel. We dropped Eduardo off with his family and headed to our room. We were diving again tomorrow – our last day of that - and we had to get up early. As we were riding up the elevator, Craig asked me if I was ok.
“Sure. Why?” I answered.
“Well, you just seemed quieter than usual. At least at the start of the night. Everything is ok with you and Eduardo?”
“Yeah. We’re good,” I replied and then added “Real good,” smiling.
“So..um..did you guys, you know, get to finish what you started last night?” he asked.
I told him about sucking off Eduardo, but it seemed like he pretty much already knew somehow. I didn’t ask how he knew, but he was just clear to me that he did and was just asking to make conversation.
“So did he return the favor,” he asked.
“Sorta,” I told him. “We kind of 69ed for a while but then once he blew his load he wasn’t into it, so I didn’t get to cum.”
“Awww, you poor boy,” he said, patting me on the back as we exited the elevator. “You know all is forgiven about last night, right Max?”
“Yeah,” I answered, wrapping my arm around him from the side. “Thanks.” I looked up at him and he smiled. I was glad we were back on good terms.
***
“Did you want a shower? It’s your turn to go first if you want,” Craig asked as we entered our room.
I did want a shower before bed. It was a really hot night and I was really gross from walking around town and running around the square, playing with Joshua and the Mexican kids. While I did need one, I had something else I really wanted to do first. “I do need one,” I replied, “but I really want to call Cam first.”
“Ok, I’ll go ahead then,” he replied.
I took my phone out onto the dark balcony and texted Cam to see if he could facetime. He called almost instantly.
“What’s up my stud?” he said with a big smile on his face.
“Ha, nothing. We just got back from town. Noah still there?”
“Yep. We were playing pool.” He panned down to the pool table which had a few balls left to be pocketed.
“Where is he?” I asked.
“Taking a dump,” he answered laughing. “Or jerking off. He’s been in there FOR-EV-ER!”
“HEY!!! I haven’t been in there THAT long. Is that Max?” Noah interrupted.
“Hey Noah,” I yelled. “Miss you dude. Can’t wait to chill with you guys soon.”
“Yeah, sounds like you’re having a blast though? Right?” Noah asked.
“Yeah, mostly. What do you guys have planned for the night?” I asked.
“We were playing pool until it got dark and my parents went to bed,” Cam answered. “Then we’re going to hit the hot tub. Right Noah?”
“Ohhhhhh yeahhhhh,” Noah answered.
I was kind of jealous of Noah being there with Cam. Especially since I knew the hot tub would likely involve sex stuff. But I couldn’t really be too bummed. I had gotten to suck Eduardo a few hours ago.
I really wanted to talk to Cam, alone. Thankfully, Cam must have sensed that as well. “Hey Noah, I need to talk to Max about something. If you want you can go ahead and shower up. I’ll be out in a few.”
“Cool. Laters Max,” Noah crowed as he walked away.
“Nowwwwwww,” Cam said. “Catch me up.”
I spent the next ten minutes telling Cam all about the events of the past 24 hours, beginning with the guard busting us on the beach. I then told him as much as I could remember about the fight with Craig. It was weird. I really couldn’t remember all the details now. It was like I was blocking it from my mind almost. All I could remember clearly was that I barked at him about not being my dad and that it hurt his feelings.
Cam even got onto me for that. But I told him that we made up before we went to sleep and then today was good. I told him Craig reminded me just on the way up to the room that all was forgiven.
When I told Cam the details about Armando, he was fucking pissed. “Dude, that fucker has probably pulled that shit before with some other kid. You really should make sure he gets in trouble. The next kid might not be able to get away.”
“I dunno man, I really can’t cause any more trouble.”
“Dude, if you don’t tell him, Craig is going to be pissed when he finds out later.”
“IF he finds out,” I replied. Cam gave me a look. “Okay, okay, maybe I’ll tell him when we are going to sleep.”
“Please do Max, ok? Now, about that Mexican boy’s dick –“
I told him about how he brought me up here to show me that he could suck his own dick and how we ended up doing a 69 and then I swallowed his load as I played with his ass. “Wow,” he replied. “You’re giving me a boner. Good thing Noah is here.”
“Ha. You really think he’s going to help you out with that?” I asked, laughing.
“Maybe! He wanked me a bit last time. I’m hoping to get him to try sucking it this time. You don’t mind, do you?”
“No of course not, I mean I just sucked someone like 7 hours ago. But dude, it will never happen. Trust me!”
“Well, I’ll let you know. Maybe I’m more charming than you or something.”
“Rightttt.”
“Well I better go. Noah’s probably wondering about me.”
“OK. Later. Cam?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you man. I can’t wait to come home and see you.” I got choked up saying that. I could feel a tear forming in my eye.
“Love you too Max. Just a couple more days. Be cool!”
He signed off and I wiped my face.
***
Craig was sitting on the bed when I came back into the room. He was still dressed. “Sorry. Had to talk to the wife. You can shower first if you want,” he offered. Then he suggested, rather shyly, “or we could shower together if you want. We do have to get up early tomorrow you know. Last day of diving.”
I shrugged. “Sure.” It wasn’t a big deal to shower with Craig. We did it before a few days ago and it was just showering.
I went to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and began stripping off my sweaty clothes. My shirt was damp and smelly, even though I’d only put in on a few hours before. My underwear was damp as well and molded to my body and sticky. It felt really good to peel them off and get some fresh air on my junk.
Craig must have undressed in the other room because he came around the corner naked with his limp dick swinging in front of him. For some reason it made me laugh.
“What?” he asked. “Never seen one so big eh?” I just shook my head at him and headed into the shower.
He came in behind me and we began showering. We took turns soaping up and rinsing off. I had finished washing my hair and was rinsing off my front when he grabbed some soap and began running it over my back. “Max, I’m really sorry about our fight last night,” he said softly into my ear.
“Me too,” I replied as the bar of soap ran down my back and over the top of my ass.
He put the soap away and gave me a hug from behind. “You’re so special Max. I love you dude,” he said as he squeezed me from behind. I smiled. It felt good to know it was really all good with Craig. What he said next took me by surprise. “So you want to put one of those condoms to good use sexy?” he asked as his finger traced over the cheek of my ass.
I had kind of forgotten, that just yesterday, I had told him how much I wanted him to fuck me. Everything that had happened since had completely put it out of my mind. At that moment, I was actually kind of horny. Knowing what Cam and Noah were up to had me aroused, as had just being naked with Craig in the shower. He does have a fit bod after all. But, even though it was Craig propositioning me, for some reason him asking me caused me to flashback to the incident with Armando.
Instinctively I flinched away from his touch. It was more a reaction to my reliving the Armando thing that it was to Craig. “Sorry,” he said rather quickly. “I didn’t mean to….” he said, apparently unable to finish his thought.
“It’s…um…okay,” I mumbled. “You just surprised me,” I tried to explain. “It tickled when you touched me.”
He looked at me, concerned. I could tell he wasn’t buying what I just said. “It’s okay Max. We don’t have to do anything. I shouldn’t have even brought it up.”
“NO!” I said. I knew I was letting him down again and it made me angry with myself. But I wasn’t sure about getting fucked. I wasn’t really in the right mood for THAT. “I mean, uh… maybe you can give me one of those awesome blowjobs… you know…since I didn’t get to cum when I was with Eduardo earlier.”
A smile came across his face. “As you wish my lord.”
***
A few minutes later and we were on the bed with the only light coming around the corner from the bathroom. Craig had hastily dried me off and then his self and then picked me up and carried me to the bed. He almost dropped me at first because I was still a little wet and that made us both laugh.
He laid me on the pillows and kissed his way down my chest, stopping to tease both my nipples. His scruffy beard brushed against my pecs. I could smell the scent of the hotel shampoo in his still damp hair. My dick reacted to his nipple teasing and I could feel it rising up to meet him. His tongue traced downward. I breathed in deeply in anticipation. While a few moments before, I offered up getting blown as a peace offering of sorts, now I was into it 110%. I wanted this. I wanted it bad. I realized with all that had gone on, what I needed more than anything was to have a nice cum to relax me.
When he took my hard cock into his mouth, the warm feeling flowed all over me. “Oh god, Fuck yes Craig!” I moaned as he swirled his tongue around my pulsing cock head. My hips arched on their own, seeking to drive my swollen cock deeper into the warmth of his mouth. He gently pushed my hips down and ran his tongue up and down my cock, teasing me. I could feel my eyes rolling back in my head. I was lost in bliss. I needed this. I needed this with Craig.
I gently ran my fingers through his hair as he teased, sucked and licked my cock. I was shocked that I hadn’t already cum after the first minute, giving how much I was aching for release. But then again, he was stopping and starting and doing some of that squeezing at the base of my dick too. I wasn’t complaining. This blow job could go on all night!
Craig shifted on the bed so that he was between my legs. I felt his hard cock brush against my shin as he climbed over my leg. He must have been dripping precum himself, because a smear of wetness was deposited onto my leg. His nose lifted up my balls and he was soon licking my taint. It felt so nice. His hands ran up and down my thighs and then they moved underneath them and gently pushed them up. My butt lifted off the bed and his tongue dropped and was soon tickling my hole. It felt fucking fantastic! He licked and pushed and kissed. The day’s growth of his beard was brushing against my hairless ass. I liked that too. It tickled a little but felt nice. It was a new feeling I’d never gotten from Cam rimming me, that’s for sure!
I couldn’t get enough. I pulled my legs back, inviting him to work his tongue deeper. He stopped just long enough to say “God you’re one sexy boy,” before diving back in between my cheeks and lapping at my most personal spot. His tongue was sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. It was driving me crazy. When he pointed his tongue and pushed, my ring opened slightly and his tongue dipped inside. I gasped.
I was gone. I knew right then what I needed. “Oh shit Craig. Fuck me please,” I desperately begged. I heard him laugh. “As you wish my lord,” he said again.
“I’ll get the stuff,” I offered. He pulled away so I could go to my backpack. I reached into the inner pocket and found the lube and the strip of condoms. I came back and climbed onto the bed, leaving them beside Craig. “How do you want me?” I asked.
“Right now, get on your hands and knees,” he instructed. I did as he said. “Now put your head down so I can eat your boy pussy some more.”
I lay my head on my hands with my butt in the air. He pushed my legs apart and resumed his oral attack on my pucker. I began to moan. He was so good at this. I wanted this to last forever. I closed my eyes and pushed back against his tongue. He reached between my legs and gripped my cock. I could feel precum almost squirt from my cock into his hand. He soon was rubbing my own precum into my opening. There was enough of my juice that his finger slid inside. He worked it around and then pulled it out licked me some more. “Hmmm, so sweet,” he whispered.
His initial finger was soon joined by another finger coated with lube. His two fingers slid in and out, twisting and stretching. “Ummm yeah, you’re gonna like this big cock in you aren’t you Max?”
“Yes daddy, please fuck me,” I moaned. I needed it. He added some more lube and a third finger. It hurt slightly. I winced, but the pain quickly subsided.
“Give me a pillow Max,” he said. I grabbed one and handed it back to him. He placed it on the bed in front of my knees. “Now lay on that,” he said. I started to roll over so I was on my back, but he stopped me. “No, not like that. On your stomach. That’s it,” he said as I rolled back and lowered myself face first onto the bed. My cock was resting on the plump pillow, my ass in the air. “Perfect Max.”
He placed a hand on each of my legs and pushed them apart and then his hands moved up and caressed both of my ass cheeks. He gave my right cheek a soft slap. He pulled my globes apart and ran his fingers down my crack. I felt his hands move away and then I heard the cap flip open on the lube bottle. A few seconds later, I felt his well lubed dick fill my crack. It felt BIG! And warm! And very nice! It slid up and down a couple times before he pushed it downward so it was pressing against my sphincter. It was time! I was going to get his big cock up my ass. I pushed out as he leaned his weight forward and pressed his cockhead against my hole. It wedged against my tight hole for just a brief moment and then *POP* it slid inside, quick and hard.
I’m not going to lie. It hurt like hell. I grimaced but managed not to yell out. “You ok buddy?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I managed to relpy through my clinched teach and held breath. “Just give …me …a second.” I didn’t mind that it hurt actually. In fact, I was kind of glad that it hurt. Not because I like pain, but in my mind it was like I was making it up to Craig for the things I said the night before that hurt his feelings. Giving up my ass to him, even though it hurt was kind of like payback. I know that’s weird as fuck, but that is how I thought about it.
He lifted his hips slightly but laid his upper body onto my back. He nibbled at my ear and kissed my cheek. “Just tell me when you’ve adjusted and then,” he said and kissed my neck. “Then, I’m gonna fuck you so hard. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
It was what I wanted. How did he know? I wanted a hard dick in me. I needed it. And more so, I wanted HIS hard dick in me. “God yes,” I replied and pushed my ass back towards him, edging a bit more of his cock into my ass. He let his weight drop and the rest of his cock must have gone in, because I could feel his short bush against my ass cheeks.
“Your hole is so fucking tight Max. So tight,” he whispered to me as he continued to cover my neck with soft kisses. “How does it feel being stuffed with my big cock?”
The pain was gone and the head of his cock was pushing hard against my prostate. I could feel the precum rise through my hard prick and ooze onto the pillow. “Great Craig,” I replied. “I think I’m ready. But go slow… at first.”
“Don’t worry. I have no intention of rushing this,” he answered. He moved his hips slightly, just enough for his cock to shift in and out a couple inches. Each inward thrust pushed up against my prostate, giving me an electric feel from the inside. It was also causing my rock hard cock to rub against the pillow, giving me an equally awesome feeling from the outside. Thrusting against the pillow reminded me of when I was younger and would hump the bed before I truly learned about jerking off for real. I hadn’t done that in a long time.
“Hmmm,” he moaned into my ear. “This is incredible,” he whispered. He started elongating his thrusts, pulling out a little further each time, before pushing back in until his hair brushed my ass. Each thrust brought my orgasm closer and closer and caused me to grunt as his thick dick impaled my tight ring. My cock head was rubbing the pillow as his thick daddy dick massaged me from inside. He ran his hands along my arms and clasped his hands onto mine from above, interlocking our fingers, gripping firmly. I wrapped my fingers around his, squeezing tight.
His heavy body pushed me into the mattress as his cock continued to work in and out of my butt. I could feel his weight all over me, pressing me into the mattress. His chest hair, what little he had, tickled my back. I could smell his minty breath. He took the time to brush his teeth? When? It was like the two of us were becoming one. I raised my legs and hooked my feet around his calves to meld us together even more. “Oh god yes, Craig!. Make love to me! Harder, Harder!” I told him between grunts as he pumped away.
Being fucked like this by Craig was amazing. And I just don’t mean how fucking sexy or hot it was. It was like doing something with Cam. I loved Craig. Just like with Cam, this was way more than fucking. It was the same closeness I felt when Cam and I do things. I don’t know how Craig felt, but for me it was definitely more than a sex act. It was a bonding. It was a coming together. Our bodies intertwined on the bed, his body pressing down on me, taking me. He was in total control and it was like I was totally giving myself to this man I love. I loved everything about it.
The intense feeling in my cock built and built until I realized that cum was just oozing from my dick. It wasn’t like most of my orgasms that reach a quick peak and then end. The feeling began with a lesser intensity, but it never seemed to stop! It was like one prolonged orgasm that just seemed to go on and on as the pillow soaked up more and more of my hot jizz as it pumped from my twitching cock. My whole freaking body seemed to pulse with each spurt of cum. It was amazing. I could feel my eyes rolling back into my head. It was that good!
It went on long enough I almost felt like I blacked out from the intensity. What brought me back was Craig telling me to quiet down. “Shhhhh Max, the neighbors are going to hear you.” I hand’t even realized I was making any noises!
I swallowed hard and stifled myself, other than a slight grunt each time his stiff cock rammed back into me. It was long before Craig called out that he was busting his load. “Oh shit baby here it comes,” he moaned as his hips began gyrating a new higher speed. “Ohhh..ohhh..ah…ahh…yeah…..,” he yelled out between gasps for breath. Then he collapsed onto me, still. He was hot and I could feel his sweat against me. After a moment, he slid off my back to the side and in the process his cock snaked out of my bottom.
The feeling of my ass being empty felt like a loss. I didn’t want it to be over. The moving air from the ceiling rushed over my sweaty back and gave me a chill. Craig flopped onto his back, catching his breath. “Did you enjoy that Max?” he asked as he ran his hand up and down my chest.
I leapt into his arms. “I love you Craig,” I confessed as I hugged him tight. “That was amazing!” I realized my eyes were tearing up.
I think my reaction must have surprised him. He slowly hugged me back. “Ok?” he whispered. “I love you too Max. Did you cum?” he asked, reaching for my dick.
“I think for two minutes straight,” I replied and gave him a kiss.
He wiped my tear. “Are you sure you’re ok? I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked, suddenly concerned.
“No. Well, just a little, at first. It’s not that Craig. I’m just so happy,” I told him.
“Me too. You made quite a mess here,” he said, raising his hand covered with cum from my belly. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
***
I watched him walk to the bathroom, his soft cock hung down with a very full condom attached. If he had shot that much jizz in me, I’d be sitting on the pot letting it ooze out all night. He was in the bathroom a few minutes, presumably disposing of the condom and washing himself. He returned with a hot washcloth and after giving my cock a little suck, he gently removed the sticky goo from my stomach, cock and balls. He held up the pillow that was soaked. “I think this one might be out of commission for tonight,” he said as he removed the pillow case and tossed it and the pillow onto the floor.
He climbed back into bed and we pulled the blankets over us. I curled up beside him and threw my arm across his broad chest. He pulled me to him and planted a kiss on my forehead.
“Thanks again for everything Craig,” I told him. “This trips been lit.”
“Even with last night’s little hiccup, huh. Max, I’ve never had a better vacation. Honest. And this, tonight, well that was just icing on the cake.”
“Yeah. I could definitely do THAT again,” I replied. “Are you still thinking we have to stop doing this when we get home?”
“I don’t know Max. It would probably be for the best, but we can talk it about it more tomorrow. Okay? It’s late and we have an early pickup.” I hoped that mean we could fool around some more and THEN talk about it.
“Okay,” I replied and lay silent with my eyes closed. As I lay silently I briefly thought about telling Craig about Armando, but I quickly threw that idea aside. There was no way I could ruin this perfect night by bringing it up. And honestly, I didn’t really care about it anymore. Not after what we just did.
“Max?” Craig whispered many minutes later.
“Yeah.”
“I meant to tell you how impressed I was with the way you were around Joshua tonight. He really seemed to come out of his shell. His mom’s were looking at you and smiling all night once you started answering his questions.”
“Thanks. No big deal. He’s nice. Really different, but nice. Do you think he’s gay? I do.”
“Well, if I had to bet, I’d say yes. I mean he does like musicals, right? He seemed mighty keen on asking you about your gayness too. But he could just be curious. I thought maybe he had confided in you while us adults were off on our own in the square.”
“Nah, he didn’t. I shoulda got his insta so maybe we could eventually find out.”
“Well were diving with the mom’s tomorrow again. Maybe you can ask them.”
“Sweet idea.”
“Yeah sweet. Goodnight Max.”
“Goodnight dad.”
I closed my eyes, still curled against Craig. What a difference 24 hours makes. Last night, I was trying to go to sleep, upset and angry. Tonight, I’m going to sleep having never been happier.
** End of Chapter 22 **
Author’s notes:
Thanks as always for the continued feedback craigpnifty@protonmail.com
The next chapter won’t take as long… promise! (But it will be from Craig’s POV in Max’s Freudian Slip).
Be safe and be well.