“Please don’t stop,” Connor asked, grabbing handfuls of Max’s coatto pull him closer.
Max smiled a soft, slow smile, leaning in again and brushing hislips over Connor’s, rubbing their noses together. His tongue darted out totaste Connor’s lips, making him gasp.
This was nice. This was so nice that Connor had already forgottenall about Dominique, and stabbing himself in the finger.
Connor gasped for breath as Max pulled back, his heart pounding.He wasn’t sure if this meant Max had figured out what he wanted, but he didn’tcare right now. Not as long as Max was there, with him, close and warm andgorgeous as ever.
He jumped in surprise as Max’s hands moved to his belt, lookingdown as Max tugged it open.
“This okay?” Max asked, his voice thick with arousal, but unsure.
Connor put his hand on top of Max’s, squeezing gently. “Can we goto the bedroom?” he asked.
Maybe that was too much. Maybe he should have just taken whateverhe could get.
“Umm.” Max stepped back a half-pace, taking a deep breath thatmade his shoulders rise and fall dramatically.
He looked at Connor, and then down the hall to where the bedroomwas, and then back at Connor again.
“Yeah,” he said after an agonizing moment. “Yeah, we could… dothat.”
His cheeks were flushed deep crimson, so he obviously didn’t hatethe thought.
A grin spread across Connor’s face. He darted in to peck Max onthe lips, then gave him a gentle shove away.
“Go get undressed,” he murmured. “I want you naked when I getthere.”
Max swallowed visibly, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. Henodded, then stumbled back a step, turning and heading for the bedroom.
Connor licked his lips as he watched him go. Max seemed ready formore, and Connor wanted whatever he was willing to give.
He headed to the bathroom, willing to push his luck a little. Iflube and condoms scared Max off, he’d dial it back, but…
Connor got the feeling theybothwanted this.
He followed Max into the bedroom, swinging the door closed behindthem. Max had gotten as far as taking off his coat and t-shirt, his pantshanging open, about to be pushed down.
Max paused as Connor entered the room, looking at the tube oflubricant and condom wrapper in his hand. He glanced up at Connor’s face, thenback at his hands.
“You can say no,” Connor said gently. “The condom is for you, thelube is for me.”
Max nodded, slowly at first, but then more eagerly.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice rough. He cleared his throat, noddingagain. “I want… I… I’m not saying no,” he said eventually.
Connor tossed the lube on the bed, closing the gap between him andMax in two strides and reaching out to him, hooking his underwear with histhumbs and then pushing them and his pants down in one movement.
He glanced down, smirking to himself at Max’s half-hard cock, andthen looking back up to peck him on the lips.
“Pants and socks off. Make yourself comfortable on the bed,” heinstructed.
Max nodded again, kicking his pants away and hopping on one leg totake each of his socks off. Connor watched him with a tiny smile, dropping hisown pants. He’d put on jeans for Max’s benefit, but his feet were still bare.
The mattress creaked as Max made himself comfortable on it,propping himself up on pillows.
“Put this on,” Connor said, tossing him the condom so it landed inthe middle of his chest. “You know how, right?”
“I practiced on a banana once in school,” Max said. “I’ve got thegeneral idea.”
