Connor chuckled, pulling his t-shirt off over his head.
“You’re practically an expert,” he said, climbing onto the bed andgrabbing the lube he’d thrown there earlier. He stroked Max’s cock on the waypast, making a soft sound of approval.
“Before we go any further, do you need a minute to think aboutthis?” Connor asked, knowing that he was maybe shooting himself in the foot bydoing so.
He didn’t want to push Max into anything he wasn’t ready for,though. Max obviously hadn’t had a lot of time to figure himself out, and hedidn’t need anyone pressuring him into doing this before he was ready.
Before Connor could worrytoomuch, Max shook his head.
“I want this,” he said softly. “I want… you.”
Connor swallowed. “You’ve got me.”
He wasn’t sure Max knew how seriously he meant that. He wasn’tsure Max evenwantedto know.
But he did mean it. More than he’d ever expected to.
Connor flicked the lube open, pouring a generous bead onto hisfingers and warming it between them. He didn’t want to take long to do this, somore lube was definitely better.
Max stared up at him, his eyes dark, his fingers playing nervouslywith the sheets beside his hips. Nervousness was fine. He’d get over it quicklyenough, and he looked more like he wanted to keep going than like he wanted tostop.
Connor gasped as he pressed a finger inside himself, biting downon his lip. He couldn’t say he hadn’t done this in a while, but he hadn’t doneit in front of anyone else for a long time.
Having Max watch him was good, though. Connor could see lust inhis eyes, feel his body heating up under him, his thick cock brushing againsthim as he rocked back onto his own finger, shoving a second one in as soon ashe could.
Connor’s stomach clenched, arousal making him feel tight and hot,his thighs tensing around Max’s waist, knees digging into his sides.
This was good. He couldn’twaitto feel Max inside him, towatch him gasp and moan at all the new experiences he was about to have.
Connor curled his free hand around Max’s shoulder, leaning down tokiss him, humming into his mouth. Max was a fast learner, his kisses gettingmore confident every time. His personality was starting to come out in the wayhe moved his lips, the way his tongue darted out to taste, shy but curious,needy but holding back.
Connor didn’t want him holding back. He was going to get Max tolet go, whatever it took.
“Having fun yet?” he murmured against Max’s lips, sliding hisfingers out and shuffling back just a little way, lining Max’s cock up againsthim.
Max nodded eagerly, his cheeks flushed and his eyes glazed. Hischest was heaving with every breath, his body coiled tight with nervoustension.
Connor was going to fix that.
“Scared?” he asked, keeping his tone soft. He lowered himself justa little so Max’s cock rubbed against him, then angled his hips so the head waspressed up against his hole.
Max swallowed, but didn’t say anything.
“Don’t be,” Connor soothed. “Trust me, this feels amazing.”
Connor watched Max’s eyes widen as he pushed back, lowering hisweight so Max’s cock slid inside him. He closed his eyes to savor the feeling,a low groan rumbling in his chest at the perfect, satisfying stretch, theweight and warmth of Max’s cock inside him.
He felt sogood.
Connor sighed happily as he rested his weight on Max’s hips, Max’scock inside him as far as it could go. He opened his eyes, looking down to seeMax panting with his mouth open, fingers curled tight in the bedsheets belowhim.
“Okay?” Connor asked, wriggling as his body adjusted to the sizeand shape of Max’s cock. He could already feel it touching everywhere he wantedit to, his own cock leaking precome in response to how good Max felt.
He just needed to be sure Max didn’t want to stop before he couldreally start enjoying himself.
“I’m okay,” Max gritted out, his voice already wrecked. The soundwent straight to Connor’s cock, a jolt of pleasure that made him want to giveup on easing Max into this and ride him hard and fast.
Not this time. Max needed something gentler, and he’d get it.
