It's not so much about the speed, but the rhythm at least not at this point anyhow. Max continues to concentrate on the feeling of the heat that pools around him from Cole's mouth and the feeling of his lips as they press against his wide shaft. He can feel the press of Cole's tongue as it slides up and down his dick. It's really damn good for Cole's first blow job. It's hard for Max to stay silent. He was never very good at keeping his mouth shut.

"Fuck yes, feels so damn good Cole. Shit, you're good at this." His hips arch a little the more he gets into it. He doesn't push, but lets himself fully relax into the way the other moves with his cock. All at once he can feel his orgasm rising. He pulls both his hands down to the back of Cole's head, loosely holding onto his hair. "Fuck, oh fuck. That's it. Fuck. Gonna come, if you don't want it in your mouth.." He starts to pant to give Cole enough time to decide where he wants it. The lights flicker once in his apartment as he works against his own control.