Watching Cole strip off his shirt was something of a delight for Max. It had been a good long while since he'd taken the time to really appreciate another male. After having his heart stomped on, he hadn't really thought about being with another guy for a while. He jumped back into a stupid relationship with Liz again that immediately blew up in both their faces, and then he went solo, focusing on himself. Now that he was out on his own for a while, Max realized that there was something about a man that really did it for him. He missed the lean form, the feel of being pressed up against a body that fit his perfectly.
Hissing out a short breath he shook his head. "You said it, not me." He laughed softly. "It's been a while since I've given head, but if that's what you really want, I can do the last shot from the tip of your cock. I bet it'll taste nice and sweet there." Max licked over his lips as he looked up at Cole to gauge his reaction.
Pouring the red shot over the hard ridges of Cole's abs, Max let it sit for a moment. He watched the jello slide along the well formed muscles. "You've got a great body. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to you." Putting all the cards out on the table, Max didn't see a reason why they couldn't be friends with benefits if it was something that Cole desired. Leaning forward, Max slowly ran his tongue along Cole's stomach, working his way upward, lapping and licking at the red substance like he was a kitten with cream until he reached the larger portion that he sucked up cleanly with a loud slurp. He was so tempted to take a detour to Cole's nipple, but he refrained-- for now. "Now that... was fun."
Now that Cole understood the other man's intentions, he took a deep breath. Of course there was that voice in the back of his head that said to throw caution to the wind and enjoy himself, but he was never good at being able to listen to it. Not unless he was sufficiently distracted. "Look, man, I gotta be honest with you," he said. "I haven't been with a man before. And I definitely didn't come over here just thinking you were gonna change that."
"I am having a really good time," he added, not wanting Max to think he was complaining. "I'm willing to try some stuff, but you are gonna have to lead. And I also don't want to ruin our friendship screwing around. I've barely gotten the woman I almost married to stop being pissed at me, I'm not gonna add you to that list because I was thinking with my cock." And he trusted that Max was thinking the same way. That even if he was as attracted as he said, he wasn't just trying to get into Cole's pants.
Leaning back, Max took a couple of deep breaths. He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting from the evening, maybe some fucking around but he didn't realize that Cole hadn't even been with a guy yet. That changed the way they were going to go about this for sure. Max liked Cole well enough that he wanted to get to know him better. He didn't want to screw up their friendship either, but he also was attracted enough to see if there was any chemistry between them.
Still, the last thing he wanted was to end up as some sort of rebound. Chewing over his lip, he reached over and drew his thumb over Cole's cheekbone. "I'm having a good time too, and I don't want to fuck with our friendship either, but if you're just getting out of a relationship I don't know how smart is is for us to go messing around. I don't mind taking the lead, but I don't want to be the rebound." He took a deep breath. It wasn't easy for him to say, but Max knew that he meant it, no matter how tempting the body beneath him was.
"I wouldn't even know about that," Cole admitted. He wasn't a rebound kind of guy anyway, irrespective of what had happened a few months earlier. He could never take anything that involved people's emotions that flippantly. There was too much empathy in him for that, which was probably also the reason that success hadn't gone to his head. He had never experienced hardship himself but he knew a lot of people who had and he felt for them incredibly. "I'm not against doing something with you, but I don't want us to just brush it off in the morning like it wasn't anything."
He paused, folding his arms behind his head as he thought out loud, trying to reach a compromise that didn't completely spoil their fun but also didn't get anyone emotionally hurt. "How about you show me a few things," he suggested. "And we can go out to dinner tomorrow? It doesn't have to be anything serious, but I'd like to at least try to get to know you better in both ways." And it sounded like Max didn't mind his inexperience and that made him feel a lot better. He did have his pride and was afraid of embarrassing himself even though he couldn't stop his curiosity about what this would all feel like.
Even if they only went out once and decided it wasn't a good idea, at least then it would feel like a complete date, and not just screwing around.
A large part of Max's power had to deal with empathy, and the ability to share emotions with other people. It wasn't something he ever did with anyone beyond Liz, and the one man who broke him, but it was an intense connection that could be created between himself and another person. He could have one night stands, and he'd even fucked up a friends with benefits relationship by letting the other person fall for him. That was the last thing he wanted to do. He was far more aware of what he did with people now, and what their understandings of things were because of it.
Watching Cole, Max let him pull away from his hand as he thought. He nodded and agreed that he figured a date would be nice after this. He thought it'd be a really nice thing to do, since he hadn't really gotten out much at all since moving to New York. He felt a lot better about all this with that settled. "That sounds perfect. I'm not sure exactly what you want me to show you, but how about we go slow and see where it leads us. I think I've got a few ideas."
Max had pretty much fallen in love with the guy he'd first been with, and had done it immediately. It had rocked his complete world, and thrown him for a total loop. This was going to go at a much slower pace. Max figured it was only fair that he pull his own shirt off to start with. He had recently taken the time to get back in shape too. He was older than Cole, but didn't mind it. A while ago, he'd let his body become a little softer in the middle, the result of hardwork, but nothing in the gym. He'd been to the gym lately and worked his abs back to the state they were in when he'd been younger. It was nice to show them off again.
Taking his time he moved across the couch and cupped Cole's cheek again, but this time he didn't pause. He leaned in and took the other man's mouth with his own. The best place to start anything was right here. It was a test of chemistry, and a good way to feel out attraction as well. Max had the tendency to nip as he kissed, tugging at a bottom lip here and there before his tongue struck through to twist, tangle and taste.
Cole didn't hesitate in returning the kiss, letting himself fall into it with the curiosity he'd had ever since things had started getting flirtatious between them. He wasn't hesitant about his feelings; he was just nervous about making a mistake. He let Max's tongue guide his own, sharing a passionate kiss as his arms slowly tugged the other man into better position so that Max was laying fully on top of him. His hands having to get used to a different sort of body on top of him and around him. There was a thrill in finally experiencing this along with a certain amount of feeling like he was doing something he shouldn't be. Or at least had never thought he'd be.
"What ideas were you talking about?" he asked when they finally had to stop kissing in order to breathe. "Just so I know how far is too far..." But chances were he'd be open to any number of ideas. Full-on sex was unlikely given his total inexperience but there were plenty of other things they could do. As long as they could both agree. And he was trusting Max to show him what felt good.
It'd been a while since he'd been pulled into another man's arms, felt the strength of another man's body against his own. The flat planes that fit so perfectly up against his, such a complete contrast to pulling a soft body next to him. This felt so far superior that it made Max groan into the kiss. One of his legs fell to the side, and the other slid between Cole's, letting them easily rut against one another if they desired.
In fact, when Cole asked, Max pushed his hips forward and then dragged them back slowly letting the grind of his cock, bound up tight in his jeans rub against Cole's neatly pressed slacks. It got a lot better, the less they wore. "I mean, there's things to do with hands, mouths. It's sort of an open bag of what you might be up for. My priority is getting you off tonight. I want you to feel good more than anything. We can probably take this back to the bedroom, give us more space to spread out if you want, lube too if we need it for any reason."
Cole groaned against Max's jaw feeling the half-hard erection rub against him, even through their clothes. It was tantalizing for sure. "Moving is definitely a good idea," he agreed and waited for Max to climb off of him, following the other man to his bedroom. The difference between them couldn't be more obvious in size and style but that was fine. Cole expected plenty of good-natured ribbing if Max ever visited his apartment, which was large and open with plenty of expensive fixtures.
He took the opportunity as he walked into the room to undo his belt and push his slacks off, leaving them piled up by the door. His boxer briefs showing the barest hint of the erection he'd been trying to resist. He settled on the bed and when Max joined him, smiled with a slightly embarrassed laugh. "Normally I am so much more suave about this," he laughed. "Is it always this awkward for you or is it just me?"
It wasn't that Max couldn't don a suit if he needed to. He did wear his sheriff's uniform for plenty of years with its own starched shirts and pressed pants. He'd also grown up in a desert town on the edge of nowhere. Where people were more bound to ask about little green men and illegal immigrants jumping boarders than what the latest numbers were on Wall Street. He was used to wide open spaces. This smaller apartment was more difficult, but at least he had his large bed in front of them.
A bartender's salary wasn't a lot to get by on in NY, even when it was supplimented by his book earnings. He'd made enough to do a little better, but he was saving it for just in case. His place back home was rustic, but it was gorgeous, and showed he had no shortage of funds there. This suit his needs here.
Max had already undone his button and pulled down the fly on his jeans, when he turned to find Cole with his pants in a crumple on the floor. He grinned widely. Looked like this wasn't such a hard sell after all. Max took his time pulling off his jeans, and tossed them in the corner. He'd pull off his black boxer briefs, but he didn't want to put any pressure on Cole yet. His erection was filling out by the second. It wasn't difficult for him, with the visions he had in his head of what sat there waiting for him on his bed.
Moving to stand between Cole's legs, Max ran his fingers over the other man's shoulders, rubbing at them lightly. He moved them up so he could massage Cole's neck and work his way back down and out. "It's normal to be nervous the first time you do anything. You probably have the type of brain that starts to overthink things. That's fine, just don't get lost in it and forget to enjoy the moment." Kneeling between Cole's legs, Max began to kneed along his thighs, working his way closer and closer to where they joined in the middle. He glanced up under his eyelashes and bent over.
Max blew hot air across Cole's clothed sac. He could see the outline just fine. Mouthing against it, Max slipped his fingers back and ran them over Cole's perineum, caressing it as he licked over the boxers upward, working that partial erection into something worth looking at, something worth tasting. Every now and then, he'd flick his eyes upward to make sure that he was being watched, because he wanted Cole to know that he enjoyed this, and would enjoy the next part even more.
Cole was captivated by watching Max go down on him, even if it was just teasing so far. He groaned and closed his eyes feeling the other man's mouth suckling at him, even through the cotton fabric of his underwear. And when those gentle fingers found his tight hole he gasped. He'd long thought about being touched there but never known how it would feel. It sent a pleasant tingle up his spine. But he kept watching Max and would let the other man take this as far as he wanted. In Cole's point of view, Max knew what he was comfortable with whereas anything he got to experience was a bonus. And now that he wasn't needing to hide anything he stopped resisting and his cock began to grow and harden.
"Oh fuck, that feels good," he groaned. "Oh, yeah. Does that feel as good for you? Is it making you hard?" He knew the answer almost certainly but he wanted to hear it. Getting away with the dirty talk made this feel even more illicit and therefore sexy. Just like he knew he really wanted to see what he was causing. The thought of seeing Max's hard, bare cock had him licking his lips.
While Max hadn't quite reached back as far as Cole's ass quite yet, he'd been massaging the area in between and knew that it was incredibly sensitive for most men. He had plans on taking his time to get back there eventually, and would. They didn't put time restraints on all of this, even if there was work tomorrow. Every now and then, this type of play superseded thoughts of that. Max knew he'd finally gotten Cole to relax when the other let out the long groan.
It gave him a better idea as to what to do when he wanted Cole to let go and forget the hows and whats. Max would learn, given time and he had an feeling that they were going to have time to do this more than once. Already, Max was growing to enjoy where this was taking them. Listening to Cole grow more and more verbal had Max extremely hard in an instant. He dug his fingers into the thighs that he held onto, biting into them tighter until he'd reached the tip of Cole's boxers. He crawled up the other man, and fastened his lips over Cole's nipple, pulling the entire thing back in his mouth to suck on.
Grinding his very hard cock against Cole's hip, Max's teeth tugged on the hard nub in his mouth. "Fuck yeah it does. How hard do I feel to you." Taking Cole's hand, he brought it to his cock and held it there, rubbing it up and down before he reached down and rubbed his own hand over Cole's deliciously hard dick. "I think we're both in the same place." He began to push at his boxer's, rolling them down off his hips to expose exactly how hard he was for the other man. "Now what do you think. Am I hard enough for you?"
The desperate gasp of protest Cole made when Max was no longer between his legs was quickly replaced with the grunts and groans that came with his friend moving upward again and their bodies once again rubbing together. He found he even liked the sounds they made, the rougher and more gutteral groans of almost animalistic pleasure. His guided hand eagerly grasped at Max’s cock when directed, rubbing and squeezing. But that didn’t compare to seeing it for the first time, bare and stiff and wanting his attention. Knowing he had made Max this aroused and knowing only he could get him to cum.
“Fuck, you’re fucking sexy,” he said, reaching out again to lovingly stroke at the other man’s cock and swollen balls. Just enjoying how they felt in his hand. Picturing the white ropes of cum he could eventually coax out of the tip and into his mouth or onto his body. He bet the other man looked beautiful fisting himself and without any hesitation wanted to see it. “Touch yourself for me,” he breathed, stepping back just enough to take his boxers off and let his own rigid erection spring free. “I want to see you leaking onto me.” And he easily began pulling at his own dick so they could masturbate together.
It was honestly one of the most tantalizing things seeing someone like this hard and wanting for the first time. Knowing that Max was the very first male that Cole had ever been with sexually in any way made this even more thrilling. The alien could feel a current of electricity move along his skin, directing the hairs on his arms to vibrate and stand up. It was all he could do to control it while he listened as Cole took over the situation. For someone who had wanted Max to take charge of things, Cole suddenly had a pretty clear picture of what he wanted.
If the entire situation hadn't turned Max on so much, he might have pushed back a little, teased a little more. There was certainly more to come, he knew, but fuck if watching Cole like this didn't make Max want to take himself in hand while he watched the attorney slowly strip down. He gripped his cock, and drew his hand up and down along the shaft, pulling up over the tip few times to pick up the dew like pre-cum to help coat and lubricate every stroke afterward. "Fuck you are hot, aren't you. I love that you are already so hard, and look at that cock. I can't wait to really get my mouth around it, le you fuck my throat. Get over here, let me run my cock down your stomach, and spread some of this on you." He wanted a little bit of pre-come, Max had it.
Cole would say he wasn't at all sure of himself, just going along with the first thing that popped into his head and luckily Max was going along with it. His way of combating his nerves was to not give himself a chance to question what he was doing. Make a decision and go with it, like closing the short distance between the two of them so Max could do what he wanted. Hearing what the other man wanted him to do was certainly adding to the mental images in his head as he moved in front of him dutifully.
"I'm up for trying anything you want as long as you tell me how to do it," he said with a low laugh because he was allowing for the possibility of a screwup somewhere in here. He certainly didn't expect greatness out of either of them since they had never been together before. Maybe if they continued down this path and got to know each other better but this was just meant to be experimenting and enjoying something different for both of them. He would consider it a win if tomorrow he didn't feel a need to apologize and they were able to go to dinner and still enjoy each other's company.
For now, the next move was Max's to make. Cole would put his cock anywhere the other man wanted it.
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."
Cole's hips instinctively jerked forward when he felt his erection pressing against the other cock beside him, and he was watching every move Max made. Surprised but in a good way that the other man was willing to lick his own fluids off Cole's body.
The only protest he made was a low grunt knowing that there was going to be a bruise in the morning. He was incredibly precious with his image because of the high stakes involved for both himself and the firm (and by extension his family), which was why he'd made that half-joking comment the first time Max had tried that. Even though this one was in a much harder to spot location, he didn't want to make this a trend. With his luck, Natalie would have to kick him out of bed again, take notice of it and want to know who he had met as any sibling would. Unless he stayed over here but then he'd have to leave early enough that she didn't come calling. He couldn't even complain because he was just as protective of her, and that feeling he knew Max would understand if they ever started to talk more about their families.
That wasn't on the conversation table now.
"Thank you for the compliment. You're pretty damn good yourself," he commented. "But why am I thinking that's not what you really want to do with your mouth?"
Unsure of what the grunt meant, Max didn't realize it was true protest. Words were needed for those types of things. He was careful with his marks, but he was relishing the evening far more than he thought he would and that was why he took the time to leave a reminder. It was a direct response to the emotions he was feeling-- the more passionate he became, the darker he could be in the bedroom. He had tendencies to blur pain and pleasure at times too, but that was something he'd talk about later if they decided to go further with things.
Chuckling low and deep, Max laved over the mark he'd made, enjoying its presence. "God, you're gorgeous." He muttered under his breath. Slipping between Cole's legs, Max nuzzled against his sac, lapping against it after. Now that he had the opportunity, he could hold Cole thick and hard in his hand. He grinned and licked straight over the tip with the flat of his tongue, then curled it sideways to enjoy the bitter salt that came from the slit down the middle. "Damn, fucking delicious.."
Taking his time, he licked around the head, enjoying the fullness of it before he finally took the whole of it inside his mouth. He sucked and pulled at just the head for a few seconds, and then popped off. Grinning with a mischievous gleam, Max dropped back down, but this time he didn't stop. He opened his mouth and throat up and took almost all of Cole's cock back in one swallow. If it hadn't been so dry, he'd have taken it all, but it takes a little work up to get all the way back. Dropping down again, Max worked down further, and then back, and further again until he was kissing Cole's body each time. He moaned around the shaft, vibrating it with the curl of his lips every single time he came up.
The answering response was a long, deep groan as Cole was startled and mesmerized by what was happening to him. Having Max licking and sucking his cock was thrilling enough. But he hadn't expected at all that the other man could deep throat him so easily with his size and that Max obviously enjoyed taking him all the way in. It was an incredible turn-on and he kept his eyes locked on the head bobbing between his thighs, fighting not to thrust his hips up. With himself buried that deep he didn't want to hurt his partner.
"That's so fucking good, don't fucking stop," he encouraged even though he knew Max had no intention of slowing down. He wanted him to hear the praise and hear how much he was enjoying this. Cole had imagined what it would be like but that didn't compare to the pleasure he was feeling. The fact that Max was so eager to get his mouth all over him made it even better. Being with someone who wasn't anxious at all and who wanted to do seemingly everything to him. He grunted and groaned as he felt his balls heavy with his impending orgasm. He didn't want to cum and end this amazing blowjob so soon but it was so incredibly hard to hold back. He bit his lip, visibly struggling not to unload in Max's mouth.
There had been more that Max had been planning on doing, but he got lost in the sounds that Cole was making. It was difficult to give up an activity that he enjoyed so completely, especially when he was being encouraged the way he was. Max knew that he could bring Cole to the edge, and pull off but this was Cole's first time with a guy and he didn't want to give him any sort of bad experience. Sorting it out in his mind that he was going to finish it this way, Max let go and gave in and opened himself up fully to what he was doing.
Giving head like this was a gift, he'd learned it early on from a guy who got off on fucking Max's throat, and hard. Eventually, Max grew to enjoy the punishing feeling of a bruised throat and a job well done. If he didn't feel a little raw after, then he didn't consider the job done well enough. Cole was large, and so it took concentration -- by the time he had his cock curling around the back of his throat, Max's eyes watered, and he could feel the tip bending slightly with every swallow Max offered.
He had to remember to breathe carefully through his nose. Max's fingers held onto Cole's thighs and encouraged him to thrust forward, eager to have the other enjoy this as much as he wanted to, right up until the very peak of orgasm. Max didn't show a sign of slowing down, or even backing up-- not through any impending warning or anything beyond that. He was going to take it all, and eagerly take anything that Cole was going to give him.
There was a flash of concern that passed across Cole's features seeing the effort that Max was putting in, and worried that he might be hurting him or asking for too much. It was something he definitely planned to ask about later. He would have said something right then except for the insistent press of Max's fingers which encouraged him not to stop. Carefully with some renewed hesitation now, he slowly began to press his hips up and back in the same gentle rhythm he might use when he first entered someone.
He let Max's hands tell him if he wanted faster thrusts, pumping a little more when it didn't seem like enough, until he was grunting and groaning and with a load moan finally reached his peak. He spilled his load of cum down Max's throat and it seemed to take that much longer to finish as if the thrill of finally being with another man had aroused him even more than usual. As he caught his breath and felt himself softening against Max's tongue he finally spoke again. "God, damn, I haven't cum that hard in a long time," he admitted. "Are... are you sure you're okay? You didn't have to push yourself that hard for me."
With his eyes closed, Max missed the flash of concern. He did feel Cole's body tense, and wondered if he'd done something wrong. It only made him focus harder and concentrate further on his efforts to please the other man. Reaching between his legs, he began to massage Cole's balls carefully until it seemed like Cole relaxed and began to thrust upward again. It took a little bit, but Max was ready when he heard that tell-tale catch of breath and felt Cole's hips stutter.
He didn't need any warning at all. Max pulled back a little and was ready for Cole's load when he poured himself down Max's throat. Fuck it was a lot. It felt good to know that Cole really enjoyed what Max did. Pulling back, Max took a few seconds to lick the other man clean, sucking the last remaining drops of cum from the tip of his cock. "You came a hell of a lot. That was fucking amazing, man." Crawling up Cole's side, Max sighed and let out a long shaky breath. He was still rock hard, but there was always a little bit of respite he felt when he got someone else off like that.
"I'm great. No way, I wasn't pushing myself too hard. I love going down like that. The harder, the better. It feels good to me. I like having my throat fucked. I don't know, maybe it sounds weird, but I like the slight punishment of it, and then finally getting my partner off, fuck, there's nothing like it." There's a wide, relaxed grin on Max's face. He can feel himself straining now though. Reaching down, he slowly strokes himself, not worried in the least about anything. "I was gonna eat you out a little, but I got carried away."
Cole briefly wants to ask for a very detailed description of what Max was about to do, but he doesn't because that comment makes him laugh even as he's catching his breath. "I like you when you're carried away then," he admits because what he just experienced felt incredible. And he feels much better knowing that he didn't hurt Max in any way. He's protective as hell even to people he doesn't know, so with his sexual partners he would never want to make them uncomfortable let alone cause pain. He might look like a cocky asshole but he's never been that guy.
His nerves resurface slightly knowing that now it's his turn. That he's going to have to do things he never did before. He shushes those by leaning over for a soft kiss, tasting himself on Max's tongue. Using the movement of their mouths together to calm himself down. "Do you mind if I try?" he asks because he feels like he should in case there's something else Max had in mind for them next. But he wants to taste the other man intimately even if it's not how he brings him to orgasm. All Max has to do is tell him what he wants and Cole will try it.
"I'm happy to get carried away with you any chance I get. I'll be happy to give you as many orgasms as you let me too. I know you gotta work early, but after our date we'll see how we get along cause I think we're pretty compatible in the bedroom." It was true, Max enjoyed the way Cole fit against him. He loved the way he got excited and talked dirty. The filth turned him on and excited him, it got him going in a way he didn't even know he enjoyed before. New things were like that, and this was new and different, and Max wanted more of it. He wanted more of Cole in a lot of ways. There was a whole body to explore in front of him and he wanted to take time to do it.
There was also going to be time to talk about what the both liked in the bedroom. Just because Cole had been with women, that didn't mean he couldn't have preferences. Toys, places he liked touched, kissed, how hard he liked things, Max was eager to get to know the other man in and out of the bedroom. Running his free hand along Cole's side, Max kept the intimacy going by swirling his fingers around and tracing over ribs and then around nipples again. Max didn't want to leave room for things to grow awkward between them. This was supposed to be comfortable and open.
Kissing Cole back, Max licks lightly along the other's mouth, teasing him with his tongue and tugging at Cole's lower lip until it's full and plump. He likes the way Cole explores him, eager to taste himself. "Feel free to try. Take your time and do what you want. Don't push anything, and know that even your tongue licking me will feel amazing, and if not that, your hand. There's no pressure, alright?" That's one thing Max wants to emphasize. He doesn't mind someone learning on him. He's already worked up, and knows that whatever happens will feel amazing.
Cole admired the confidence Max had about himself and about whatever this turned out to be between them. He understood that it was natural since the other man was far more settled in his own sexuality, but it was still encouraging. He was incredibly confident in every other aspect of his life. His work, his family, his friendships were all things he understood well and cared deeply about, which was why the realization that he was attracted to different people was so startling. But based on his reactions to what they were doing, there was really no doubt that he wasn't at least bisexual.
"I got you," he says to let Max know his words are heard and understood before he carefully moves his way further down the bed and settles between the other man's spread thighs. Cole takes a moment to just admire Max's stiff erection up close and know that he caused it before his tongue darts out for a lick, then another and another, until he's gotten used to the taste and wants more. He starts licking all over from the base to the tip, making sure it's wet and glistening before he eases that thick rod into his mouth. There's a muffled groan as he gets used to having a cock between his lips but it's a weighty sensation he enjoys as he starts to slowly bob his head up and down.
Watching Cole slowly begin to explore Max's cock takes him back to when Max first realized that he was interested in a guy. It had been such a startling thing to figure out about himself. He'd watched his brother from early on know that he was bisexual, and then his sister a little later. They'd called it a 'bisexual alien blast'. It made Max laugh when they teased him. He never thought he'd be a part of their little group. Then suddenly a kiss one night turned his life upside down.
The small hesitant licks almost tickle, but still feel good. They're wet and Cole's tongue is warm against his cock. When he reaches the tip and begins to catch the sensitive underside, Max moans. "There you go. That feels good. Mmn. Look at how pretty you got it." He can see what the attorney is doing, and licks his own lips as he watches him. When Cole finally covers Max's cock with his mouth, he has to fight the urge to lift his hips because it feels so fucking good. "Damn. Oh man, you've got a great mouth."
Max folds up one arm behind his head, so he can watch as his cock disappears from view into the other's mouth over and over with each careful bob of his head. The groan only helps, when it vibrates down his shaft. "Fuck yeah." He whispers, and shifts a little, swallowing back a shudder of electricity as it spreads along his skin. He tries to keep it contained to his own body, but a small charge might have leaked across -- feeling like a rush of static, lifting hairs and prickling through Cole's body, a normal response to good sex most of the time. Max doesn't worry too much. It's more about his climaxes that he has to watch.
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Hissing out a short breath he shook his head. "You said it, not me." He laughed softly. "It's been a while since I've given head, but if that's what you really want, I can do the last shot from the tip of your cock. I bet it'll taste nice and sweet there." Max licked over his lips as he looked up at Cole to gauge his reaction.
Pouring the red shot over the hard ridges of Cole's abs, Max let it sit for a moment. He watched the jello slide along the well formed muscles. "You've got a great body. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to you." Putting all the cards out on the table, Max didn't see a reason why they couldn't be friends with benefits if it was something that Cole desired. Leaning forward, Max slowly ran his tongue along Cole's stomach, working his way upward, lapping and licking at the red substance like he was a kitten with cream until he reached the larger portion that he sucked up cleanly with a loud slurp. He was so tempted to take a detour to Cole's nipple, but he refrained-- for now. "Now that... was fun."
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"I am having a really good time," he added, not wanting Max to think he was complaining. "I'm willing to try some stuff, but you are gonna have to lead. And I also don't want to ruin our friendship screwing around. I've barely gotten the woman I almost married to stop being pissed at me, I'm not gonna add you to that list because I was thinking with my cock." And he trusted that Max was thinking the same way. That even if he was as attracted as he said, he wasn't just trying to get into Cole's pants.
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Still, the last thing he wanted was to end up as some sort of rebound. Chewing over his lip, he reached over and drew his thumb over Cole's cheekbone. "I'm having a good time too, and I don't want to fuck with our friendship either, but if you're just getting out of a relationship I don't know how smart is is for us to go messing around. I don't mind taking the lead, but I don't want to be the rebound." He took a deep breath. It wasn't easy for him to say, but Max knew that he meant it, no matter how tempting the body beneath him was.
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He paused, folding his arms behind his head as he thought out loud, trying to reach a compromise that didn't completely spoil their fun but also didn't get anyone emotionally hurt. "How about you show me a few things," he suggested. "And we can go out to dinner tomorrow? It doesn't have to be anything serious, but I'd like to at least try to get to know you better in both ways." And it sounded like Max didn't mind his inexperience and that made him feel a lot better. He did have his pride and was afraid of embarrassing himself even though he couldn't stop his curiosity about what this would all feel like.
Even if they only went out once and decided it wasn't a good idea, at least then it would feel like a complete date, and not just screwing around.
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Watching Cole, Max let him pull away from his hand as he thought. He nodded and agreed that he figured a date would be nice after this. He thought it'd be a really nice thing to do, since he hadn't really gotten out much at all since moving to New York. He felt a lot better about all this with that settled. "That sounds perfect. I'm not sure exactly what you want me to show you, but how about we go slow and see where it leads us. I think I've got a few ideas."
Max had pretty much fallen in love with the guy he'd first been with, and had done it immediately. It had rocked his complete world, and thrown him for a total loop. This was going to go at a much slower pace. Max figured it was only fair that he pull his own shirt off to start with. He had recently taken the time to get back in shape too. He was older than Cole, but didn't mind it. A while ago, he'd let his body become a little softer in the middle, the result of hardwork, but nothing in the gym. He'd been to the gym lately and worked his abs back to the state they were in when he'd been younger. It was nice to show them off again.
Taking his time he moved across the couch and cupped Cole's cheek again, but this time he didn't pause. He leaned in and took the other man's mouth with his own. The best place to start anything was right here. It was a test of chemistry, and a good way to feel out attraction as well. Max had the tendency to nip as he kissed, tugging at a bottom lip here and there before his tongue struck through to twist, tangle and taste.
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"What ideas were you talking about?" he asked when they finally had to stop kissing in order to breathe. "Just so I know how far is too far..." But chances were he'd be open to any number of ideas. Full-on sex was unlikely given his total inexperience but there were plenty of other things they could do. As long as they could both agree. And he was trusting Max to show him what felt good.
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In fact, when Cole asked, Max pushed his hips forward and then dragged them back slowly letting the grind of his cock, bound up tight in his jeans rub against Cole's neatly pressed slacks. It got a lot better, the less they wore. "I mean, there's things to do with hands, mouths. It's sort of an open bag of what you might be up for. My priority is getting you off tonight. I want you to feel good more than anything. We can probably take this back to the bedroom, give us more space to spread out if you want, lube too if we need it for any reason."
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He took the opportunity as he walked into the room to undo his belt and push his slacks off, leaving them piled up by the door. His boxer briefs showing the barest hint of the erection he'd been trying to resist. He settled on the bed and when Max joined him, smiled with a slightly embarrassed laugh. "Normally I am so much more suave about this," he laughed. "Is it always this awkward for you or is it just me?"
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A bartender's salary wasn't a lot to get by on in NY, even when it was supplimented by his book earnings. He'd made enough to do a little better, but he was saving it for just in case. His place back home was rustic, but it was gorgeous, and showed he had no shortage of funds there. This suit his needs here.
Max had already undone his button and pulled down the fly on his jeans, when he turned to find Cole with his pants in a crumple on the floor. He grinned widely. Looked like this wasn't such a hard sell after all. Max took his time pulling off his jeans, and tossed them in the corner. He'd pull off his black boxer briefs, but he didn't want to put any pressure on Cole yet. His erection was filling out by the second. It wasn't difficult for him, with the visions he had in his head of what sat there waiting for him on his bed.
Moving to stand between Cole's legs, Max ran his fingers over the other man's shoulders, rubbing at them lightly. He moved them up so he could massage Cole's neck and work his way back down and out. "It's normal to be nervous the first time you do anything. You probably have the type of brain that starts to overthink things. That's fine, just don't get lost in it and forget to enjoy the moment." Kneeling between Cole's legs, Max began to kneed along his thighs, working his way closer and closer to where they joined in the middle. He glanced up under his eyelashes and bent over.
Max blew hot air across Cole's clothed sac. He could see the outline just fine. Mouthing against it, Max slipped his fingers back and ran them over Cole's perineum, caressing it as he licked over the boxers upward, working that partial erection into something worth looking at, something worth tasting. Every now and then, he'd flick his eyes upward to make sure that he was being watched, because he wanted Cole to know that he enjoyed this, and would enjoy the next part even more.
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"Oh fuck, that feels good," he groaned. "Oh, yeah. Does that feel as good for you? Is it making you hard?" He knew the answer almost certainly but he wanted to hear it. Getting away with the dirty talk made this feel even more illicit and therefore sexy. Just like he knew he really wanted to see what he was causing. The thought of seeing Max's hard, bare cock had him licking his lips.
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It gave him a better idea as to what to do when he wanted Cole to let go and forget the hows and whats. Max would learn, given time and he had an feeling that they were going to have time to do this more than once. Already, Max was growing to enjoy where this was taking them. Listening to Cole grow more and more verbal had Max extremely hard in an instant. He dug his fingers into the thighs that he held onto, biting into them tighter until he'd reached the tip of Cole's boxers. He crawled up the other man, and fastened his lips over Cole's nipple, pulling the entire thing back in his mouth to suck on.
Grinding his very hard cock against Cole's hip, Max's teeth tugged on the hard nub in his mouth. "Fuck yeah it does. How hard do I feel to you." Taking Cole's hand, he brought it to his cock and held it there, rubbing it up and down before he reached down and rubbed his own hand over Cole's deliciously hard dick. "I think we're both in the same place." He began to push at his boxer's, rolling them down off his hips to expose exactly how hard he was for the other man. "Now what do you think. Am I hard enough for you?"
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“Fuck, you’re fucking sexy,” he said, reaching out again to lovingly stroke at the other man’s cock and swollen balls. Just enjoying how they felt in his hand. Picturing the white ropes of cum he could eventually coax out of the tip and into his mouth or onto his body. He bet the other man looked beautiful fisting himself and without any hesitation wanted to see it. “Touch yourself for me,” he breathed, stepping back just enough to take his boxers off and let his own rigid erection spring free. “I want to see you leaking onto me.” And he easily began pulling at his own dick so they could masturbate together.
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If the entire situation hadn't turned Max on so much, he might have pushed back a little, teased a little more. There was certainly more to come, he knew, but fuck if watching Cole like this didn't make Max want to take himself in hand while he watched the attorney slowly strip down. He gripped his cock, and drew his hand up and down along the shaft, pulling up over the tip few times to pick up the dew like pre-cum to help coat and lubricate every stroke afterward. "Fuck you are hot, aren't you. I love that you are already so hard, and look at that cock. I can't wait to really get my mouth around it, le you fuck my throat. Get over here, let me run my cock down your stomach, and spread some of this on you." He wanted a little bit of pre-come, Max had it.
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"I'm up for trying anything you want as long as you tell me how to do it," he said with a low laugh because he was allowing for the possibility of a screwup somewhere in here. He certainly didn't expect greatness out of either of them since they had never been together before. Maybe if they continued down this path and got to know each other better but this was just meant to be experimenting and enjoying something different for both of them. He would consider it a win if tomorrow he didn't feel a need to apologize and they were able to go to dinner and still enjoy each other's company.
For now, the next move was Max's to make. Cole would put his cock anywhere the other man wanted it.
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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."
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The only protest he made was a low grunt knowing that there was going to be a bruise in the morning. He was incredibly precious with his image because of the high stakes involved for both himself and the firm (and by extension his family), which was why he'd made that half-joking comment the first time Max had tried that. Even though this one was in a much harder to spot location, he didn't want to make this a trend. With his luck, Natalie would have to kick him out of bed again, take notice of it and want to know who he had met as any sibling would. Unless he stayed over here but then he'd have to leave early enough that she didn't come calling. He couldn't even complain because he was just as protective of her, and that feeling he knew Max would understand if they ever started to talk more about their families.
That wasn't on the conversation table now.
"Thank you for the compliment. You're pretty damn good yourself," he commented. "But why am I thinking that's not what you really want to do with your mouth?"
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Chuckling low and deep, Max laved over the mark he'd made, enjoying its presence. "God, you're gorgeous." He muttered under his breath. Slipping between Cole's legs, Max nuzzled against his sac, lapping against it after. Now that he had the opportunity, he could hold Cole thick and hard in his hand. He grinned and licked straight over the tip with the flat of his tongue, then curled it sideways to enjoy the bitter salt that came from the slit down the middle. "Damn, fucking delicious.."
Taking his time, he licked around the head, enjoying the fullness of it before he finally took the whole of it inside his mouth. He sucked and pulled at just the head for a few seconds, and then popped off. Grinning with a mischievous gleam, Max dropped back down, but this time he didn't stop. He opened his mouth and throat up and took almost all of Cole's cock back in one swallow. If it hadn't been so dry, he'd have taken it all, but it takes a little work up to get all the way back. Dropping down again, Max worked down further, and then back, and further again until he was kissing Cole's body each time. He moaned around the shaft, vibrating it with the curl of his lips every single time he came up.
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"That's so fucking good, don't fucking stop," he encouraged even though he knew Max had no intention of slowing down. He wanted him to hear the praise and hear how much he was enjoying this. Cole had imagined what it would be like but that didn't compare to the pleasure he was feeling. The fact that Max was so eager to get his mouth all over him made it even better. Being with someone who wasn't anxious at all and who wanted to do seemingly everything to him. He grunted and groaned as he felt his balls heavy with his impending orgasm. He didn't want to cum and end this amazing blowjob so soon but it was so incredibly hard to hold back. He bit his lip, visibly struggling not to unload in Max's mouth.
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Giving head like this was a gift, he'd learned it early on from a guy who got off on fucking Max's throat, and hard. Eventually, Max grew to enjoy the punishing feeling of a bruised throat and a job well done. If he didn't feel a little raw after, then he didn't consider the job done well enough. Cole was large, and so it took concentration -- by the time he had his cock curling around the back of his throat, Max's eyes watered, and he could feel the tip bending slightly with every swallow Max offered.
He had to remember to breathe carefully through his nose. Max's fingers held onto Cole's thighs and encouraged him to thrust forward, eager to have the other enjoy this as much as he wanted to, right up until the very peak of orgasm. Max didn't show a sign of slowing down, or even backing up-- not through any impending warning or anything beyond that. He was going to take it all, and eagerly take anything that Cole was going to give him.
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He let Max's hands tell him if he wanted faster thrusts, pumping a little more when it didn't seem like enough, until he was grunting and groaning and with a load moan finally reached his peak. He spilled his load of cum down Max's throat and it seemed to take that much longer to finish as if the thrill of finally being with another man had aroused him even more than usual. As he caught his breath and felt himself softening against Max's tongue he finally spoke again. "God, damn, I haven't cum that hard in a long time," he admitted. "Are... are you sure you're okay? You didn't have to push yourself that hard for me."
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He didn't need any warning at all. Max pulled back a little and was ready for Cole's load when he poured himself down Max's throat. Fuck it was a lot. It felt good to know that Cole really enjoyed what Max did. Pulling back, Max took a few seconds to lick the other man clean, sucking the last remaining drops of cum from the tip of his cock. "You came a hell of a lot. That was fucking amazing, man." Crawling up Cole's side, Max sighed and let out a long shaky breath. He was still rock hard, but there was always a little bit of respite he felt when he got someone else off like that.
"I'm great. No way, I wasn't pushing myself too hard. I love going down like that. The harder, the better. It feels good to me. I like having my throat fucked. I don't know, maybe it sounds weird, but I like the slight punishment of it, and then finally getting my partner off, fuck, there's nothing like it." There's a wide, relaxed grin on Max's face. He can feel himself straining now though. Reaching down, he slowly strokes himself, not worried in the least about anything. "I was gonna eat you out a little, but I got carried away."
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His nerves resurface slightly knowing that now it's his turn. That he's going to have to do things he never did before. He shushes those by leaning over for a soft kiss, tasting himself on Max's tongue. Using the movement of their mouths together to calm himself down. "Do you mind if I try?" he asks because he feels like he should in case there's something else Max had in mind for them next. But he wants to taste the other man intimately even if it's not how he brings him to orgasm. All Max has to do is tell him what he wants and Cole will try it.
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There was also going to be time to talk about what the both liked in the bedroom. Just because Cole had been with women, that didn't mean he couldn't have preferences. Toys, places he liked touched, kissed, how hard he liked things, Max was eager to get to know the other man in and out of the bedroom. Running his free hand along Cole's side, Max kept the intimacy going by swirling his fingers around and tracing over ribs and then around nipples again. Max didn't want to leave room for things to grow awkward between them. This was supposed to be comfortable and open.
Kissing Cole back, Max licks lightly along the other's mouth, teasing him with his tongue and tugging at Cole's lower lip until it's full and plump. He likes the way Cole explores him, eager to taste himself. "Feel free to try. Take your time and do what you want. Don't push anything, and know that even your tongue licking me will feel amazing, and if not that, your hand. There's no pressure, alright?" That's one thing Max wants to emphasize. He doesn't mind someone learning on him. He's already worked up, and knows that whatever happens will feel amazing.
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"I got you," he says to let Max know his words are heard and understood before he carefully moves his way further down the bed and settles between the other man's spread thighs. Cole takes a moment to just admire Max's stiff erection up close and know that he caused it before his tongue darts out for a lick, then another and another, until he's gotten used to the taste and wants more. He starts licking all over from the base to the tip, making sure it's wet and glistening before he eases that thick rod into his mouth. There's a muffled groan as he gets used to having a cock between his lips but it's a weighty sensation he enjoys as he starts to slowly bob his head up and down.
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The small hesitant licks almost tickle, but still feel good. They're wet and Cole's tongue is warm against his cock. When he reaches the tip and begins to catch the sensitive underside, Max moans. "There you go. That feels good. Mmn. Look at how pretty you got it." He can see what the attorney is doing, and licks his own lips as he watches him. When Cole finally covers Max's cock with his mouth, he has to fight the urge to lift his hips because it feels so fucking good. "Damn. Oh man, you've got a great mouth."
Max folds up one arm behind his head, so he can watch as his cock disappears from view into the other's mouth over and over with each careful bob of his head. The groan only helps, when it vibrates down his shaft. "Fuck yeah." He whispers, and shifts a little, swallowing back a shudder of electricity as it spreads along his skin. He tries to keep it contained to his own body, but a small charge might have leaked across -- feeling like a rush of static, lifting hairs and prickling through Cole's body, a normal response to good sex most of the time. Max doesn't worry too much. It's more about his climaxes that he has to watch.
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