Falling For Him.

Chapter Seventeen:

The apartment smelled of fresh deodorant and bacon. Ross was in the kitchenette surrounded by sizzling noises and music from his phone on the counter, barely noticing me as I threw a smile in his direction.

Max grabbed my hand and pulled me onto him, leaning himself on the counter, admiring me as he brushed back a stray hair. His eyes lit up and he pushed me back, stuttering over words before just turning and dispersing down the hall. Tim eyed me from the couch, grinding his teeth when I noticed him.

Averting my eyes, I turn to Ross who was just pulling out four plates. He saw me and smiled, offering a plate to me.

"Max said you'd be joining us for breakfast." Ross questioned. My reaction made Ross give a quizzical look.

"I... uh... this is the first time I'm hearing about this. I just had some cereal!" I explained, turning to the returning Max, his expression confused and even slightly scared as he looked up, approaching me holding something.

"Ross I said R/N will be joining us- I didn't say he'd be eating. Psst." Max swatted Ross' hand away, Ross putting the plate down and rolling his eyes. "R/N! Look! I made six more!" Max said excitedly, handing me the Undertale cards. A fresh new designed deck.

"Wow they're awesome!" I said, looking up at him, our smiles glistening in the sunlight through the window.

"Two homos and a deck of cards." Tim commented.

"Bitch-" I began, being cut off by Max's hand.

"Tim shut up. You're just jealous because I didn't want you." Max snarled, taking the cards off of me and shoving them into his pocket. Tim merely grunted and stood up, walking towards the front door. "That's right go to work." Max uttered as Tim left, the door banging behind him.

"What's his deal?" Ross asked, handing Max a plate of bacon and eggs. "And you sure you don't want anything?"

"No I'm fin, thanks." I smiled.

"Ross remember when Tim and I... uh..." Max said in between bites.

"Oh... he still hung up on that?" Ross sighed, chomping down on some bacon, the crunch filling the air.

"Apparently. Now he's just coming across as homophobic." I said, sitting down with them on the couch. Max placed his hand on my knee and gave it a slight squeeze, offering me a weak smile.

"Ha! I assure you he isn't. Do you know how much Max made him scream his na-"

"Ross!" Max interrupted, turning to him with an angry expression on his face.

"Nah it's alright, Maxie." I giggled. "Besides you've made me scream the fair amount too." I whispered, a small gasp escaping Ross.

"You dogs." He laughed. We all burst into laughter at that, Max's beard being covered in crumbs of crispy bacon.

When we got to leaving the apartment, Ross walked out first while Max put the plates in the sink. He left the door open and I waited at it for Max. As he strolled over I stepped out and watched him pull the door shut and make sure it's locked. He turned to me and I noticed bacon on his beard.

"Max!" I said, annoyed slightly. I rolled my eyes and leaned in, rubbing the crumbs away. His eyes grew wide and slightly confused and he eventually gave me a weak smile before planting his lips to mine gently.

"What would I do without you?" He said, taking my hand and walking down the hall. As we left the block, the sunlight blinded me, a wince from Max and Ross was already in the car waiting for us.

Jumping in, I sat in the back beside Max, his hand resting atop mine. I felt his hand squeeze around it and I slowly edged it towards his crotch. Ross was busy driving so I had an idea.

"Maxie. Unzip your jeans quick." I whispered, leaning towards his ear. Max jumped in confusion, staring at me in shock. "Hurry!" I said more sternly. Max merely offered a weak confused expression before I leaned over and gripped his zipper, wrenching it down.

"No! R/N! Not here- it's- Ross is-" Max began to protest. I shut him up by pushing my lips to his. His beard felt warm against my lips as I pushed the kiss harder, not actually pushing my tongue into his mouth, just a hard peck I guess.

"Think of it as an apology for that time in the cinema and a thank you for this morning in the shower." I whispered, my lips lingering near his ear as my hands worked his meat from his boxers, Ross coughing as he turned into another road: oblivious.

I leaned down and took the head into my mouth, the salty tip hitting my tongue instantly. I repressed a moan as Max shook gently, his hands loosely gripping the back of my head and working me down. His manhood pushed into my mouth, each vein rubbing against my tongue as I felt precum shoot from his slit, dripping back down and out of the corners of my lips. His eleventh finger was thick in my mouth, my jaw straining to fit it in as he pushed more of it in, his pubes beginning to scratch my eyelids. The burning sensation of his ginger bush felt nice against my tender eyelids as he pulled my head up slightly, pushing me back down again. This motion was repeated four times before Max shook, kicking the back of Ross' chair by mistake.

Warm spurts of Max's seed shot into my throat, coating my tongue and the inside of my cheeks. Dribbles of jizz escaped my lips as he breathed hard, Ross questioning the sudden kick.

"Sorry." Max breathed painfully, his load still shooting into my throat. I slowly pulled up, wiping away any residue with the back of my hand, lapping up the rest of his cum from his fiery pubes. Max's breathing was laboured by the time I was done, slowly pushing his softening dick back into his boxers, doing his zipper up quickly.

"We're here." Ross said weakly.

"Perfect timing." I said happily, a huge smile appearing on my face as we all jumped out of the car. We were walking towards the door when Ross began slightly speeding up, grabbing the door and letting us in. Max stepped in and smiled, running up the stairs quickly. As I walked in, Ross tapped my shoulder, stopping me.

"Hmm?" I ask, stopping in my tracks quickly.

"Nice happy ending you gave Max back there. Damn he has one thick load." Ross winks, stepping in behind me.

"Wh- what?" I ask, pretending to act confused.

"Don't gimme that. You were both so quiet and I have several mirrors on that car. You made him quiver like a girl. If only..." Ross drifted off, smiling at me and patting my shoulder hard. "Good job. Now let's head up." Ross laughed slightly, sprinting up the stairs.

Slowly I began to follow, confusion striking me as I reached the top and saw Ross looking at Max differently. A surge of anger poured through me as I resisted Ross' words in my head. "If only.... what? Hmm?" I mutter angrily as I sit down at my desk, being engulfed by work. Today was gonna be a long day.

(Author- Thanks for hanging in there guys! I've just had one hell of a week. Also just wanna say in case some of you missed it- Max and Ross left SkyMedia and are doing their own channels now.
Ross has a new channel and its linked on his old channel.
Max will be uploading on May 30th so... Yis.
Max, Ross and Tim still live together and they're all still friends at SkyMedia just clearing that up.
Shout out to my friend Tiler for the "eleventh finger" pun. Sick bastard. Anyway Seeya guys! Thanks for reading!)