Royal Speed | Leclerc & Verstappen

36 | first high

-/- Monaco 2021 - race break -/-

"N... No." I stuttered, causing Max's jaw to drop as he leaned back, looking at me with wide open eyes.

"You have never wanked before, jerked off?" he asked in horror and I suddenly felt pretty uncomfortable.

"N... No." I mumbled, looking down as I felt a tear developing in the corner of my eye.

"God no," Max was quick to return before he leaned in, placing his lips on my cheek where the tear was running down, "That's totally fine, I was just surprised that you never have been curious or in moments where you wanted to touch yourself."

"T... There have been moments." I stuttered, feeling the heat exploding in my stomach as I thought back at it, "When I... I thought of you."

"Fuck!" Max groaned and stepped back, ruffling through his hair.

Confused by his reaction I instantly squeezed my thighs together, looking at him while nervously biting my bottom lip. Seeing his bare, muscular back right in front of me was already too much, but when he then turned around with his puffy red cheeks, licking his bottom lip, I had to exhale loudly.

"Gosh prince Charles, you have no idea how hot that is, that you got hard because you thought of me. Fuck, that's just so... I don't even find the right words... fuck." the Dutchman breathed heavily before he leaned forward and literally smashed his lips onto mine.

The kiss also started as anything but innocent and Max was licking into my mouth with quite a force and pretty passionate. It only caused me to get even harder, while my hands roamed over his naked chest.

Suddenly I then felt Max's hands on the inside of my thighs, spreading them open again so he could stand between them. My legs instantly curled around his waist, pressing him even more against my body.

It was like a dream, like I imagined a good porn to start, even though I had never watched one, but hell this situation here was just so hot and I was ready to cross every boundary right now. I then groaned loudly into the kiss as I felt Max's hands wandering over my lower back into my shorts and underwear, digging his nails into my naked butt.

"Oh my god!" I cried out the moment Max's lips wandered over to my neck, giving me the opportunity to get some air.

His rough hands massaging my ass while he made his own meal out of my neck was such an over-stimulation for my feelings that I had no idea where I was at the moment. No one has ever gave me such a treatment and I never dared to touch myself in such a way.

"Move up your perfect ass." the Dutchman suddenly groaned into my ear while I felt his hands grabbing the back of my shorts.

I did like he said and therefore Max had the opportunity to slowly pull my shorts over my ass. After it had fallen off my legs, Max parted them again, so he could step back in between. But instead of putting his lips on my neck again, he looked down between our body where the bulge in my boxers was clearly visible.

"Gosh, you're beautiful." the Dutchman moaned quietly while he let his fingers dance over my slim waist, licking and biting his bottom lip before he looked up again, instantly meeting my eyes.

I expected to feel exposed, uncomfortable, but nothing, I only felt a tingle inside my stomach under his look, feeling like the most beautiful man on earth. Sitting here, on the countertop in Max's kitchen in only my black Armani boxershorts, I had never dared to dream of such a situation.