Going with the flow was certainly working for them, no matter how sure either of them felt. It was the way Cole had let go and gotten into it that made it so fucking sexy to Max. He loved hearing what the other man thought about in the moment. It turned up the electricity all around them when Max could hear how much Cole enjoyed his cock, and the thought of his seed trickled along Cole's body. It made Max want the other man that much more when he began to think about it too. "This works for me..." Max licked his lips and knelt over Cole's body.

Still casually stroking himself, he watched Cole and then leaned back some so that he could hold their cocks together and stroke them both, working himself up more. If he was going to get some pre going, he wanted to be good and worked up. Max knew how to pull himself up to the edge and right back if he needed to. He'd spent too much time learning how to edge. It was one of his favorite kinks. "Fuck, you feel so damn good." Watching himself get excited, Max moved forward and ran his cock over Cole's stomach, leaving a smear of his cum behind. It was only a taste of what was going to happen later, but it was a good show of exactly how fucking excited and ready Cole could make him.

"Fuck, I'm so hard for you. That's what you wanted, right?" Licking his lips. He wanted to give Cole a chance to breathe, but not in the way he'd think. Leaning over, Max ran his tongue over the mess he'd made and lapped it all up slowly, humming his pleasure as he did. He then ran his tongue in a long stripe over the ridge of Cole's hipbone, sucking up skin at the edge of it. This time Max left a mark that he knew would last. He wanted Cole to be able to look at it in the mirror and remember what they did here. He wanted Cole to think of him, and this. "You taste so fucking good, all of you."