Oscar (bxb)

29.

They moved onto the couch, stumbling as they made their way to it. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. They were bare now, no barrier between their bodies and they were making full use of this.

Maxie allowed for Oscar to fall back onto the couch and settle comfortably as he climbed over him. He wanted to explore him thoroughly, touch and kiss and lick everywhere he'd been thinking about. His hand wrapped around Oscar's member, hard and thick and ready with wanting. He stroked him as his lips teased the boy's chest. He kissed the other's nipple, as had been done to him the first night they'd acted upon their feelings. He wanted to seduce a reaction from the other. What he earned was a soft sound of approval. He bit gently teasing him.

He tore back eventually and made his way down the boy's body. He continued to stroke but couldn't resist. He'd been wanting to take him in his mouth for quite some time and he looked so delicious like that, with him sat back there, arms around the back of the couch.

Maxie brought his tongue to the head and licked, wanting to savor the first taste before he wrapped his lips around it and tightened his mouth, sucking. He was slow at first, testing how much he could take till his throat relaxed and he took more, picking up the pace and allowing the tension to build.

His eyes lifted, making their way up the male's tan, toned body and to those eyes of his staring back at him. That face. Frustration, pent up, hot, sexual frustration was loosening from his body and the satisfaction of it all was in his stare.

"Yes... like that," he encouraged, guiding Maxie's head with a confident hold on the back of his head.

He couldn't help but let his own hand reach for himself.

This was a kind of heated moment he never thought was achievable, the kind you read and heard about. He didn't know that it could be like this. Oscar was opening his mind to all sorts of possibilities and this newfound revelation allowed for confidence to relax his body and to ease his mind. He was eager for more and more.

He didn't think he could ever do this with such ease but with his body soothed and without any discomfort, he found he was capable of so much more. He wondered how much more, how far he could take this.

He pulled out and climbed up further to sit on Oscar's thighs.

He made himself comfortable and Oscar adjusted to this new position, pulling him in by his back to get them closer. Oscar's hand found its place on Maxie's ass again and made a tight squeeze.

"No rush tonight, I just want you to feel good," Oscar said in a low, warm tone, his lips brushing against Maxie's jaw.

"I want you to fuck me tonight."

Words like that had never ever once escaped his mouth. They were unnatural to him, a language he could not pronounce. Tonight he was fluent. That was exactly what he wanted. He wasn't scared about how much it would hurt or what consequences there might be, he just really wanted to feel every single bit of it.

He wasn't scared of the intensity tonight.

"Hey there..." Oscar said, kissing him lightly. "Go slower..." His hand stroked the boy on his lap gently now. "Trust me tonight and I'll make you feel so good. I promise."

Maxie had a hand on himself, stroking slowly as their bodies rocked ever so slightly against each other, but he let Oscar replace his hand with his own, grabbing both their members and pleasuring them both with the added friction of each other. It was intimately mutual and it was hot.

"Are you relaxed?" Oscar whispered to him.

Maxie was on a high, an exciting buzz rushing through him that fizzed in his body but Oscar's kisses were bringing him down slowly. "Yeah..."