It's hard to say yes, when Cole's got his hand around Max's very hard, very needy cock. It might have been easier if Cole hadn't already started. With a sigh, Max leans in and presses his forehead to Cole's shoulder. "You don't have to take your time. I will be quick." He mutters, groaning at the way he's being stroked. It feels good, and he's gone for a long time without having another male's heavy fingers wrapped so firmly around him. There's a huge difference between someone who knows how to hold a cock, and a female's delicate touch.
Licking his lips, Max moves his hips to thrust into Cole's hand, helping him along so that it doesn't take as long. He knows the other man is exhausted. The last thing he really wants to focus on is breakfast right now. He kinda makes a grumbling sound, mind completely focused on getting off. Max always gets up with the sun. It's a part of who he is. It's not about owing anything, it's about enjoying company, but he'll get to that in a minute. First, he's getting closer to that point of no return. "Keep going, I'm getting closer."
Cole can't get any clearer direction than that, and he accelerates the movement of his hand to match the speed of Max's thrusts. It only vaguely occurs to him to watch where he's angled so they don't create a huge mess that they have to sleep in. But it's a bit late to bring that up and he's too tired to move anyway so he just keeps going, not even saying anything anymore, just breathing heavily and waiting for that moment when Max reaches his peak and they can appreciate the afterglow together.
With Cole's wrist moving quicker, it's not too much longer before Max is panting and feeling that tightness in his balls telling him that he's going to come. He lifts his head and quickly reaches behind him for several Kleenex from a box he keeps next to the bed. They're always useful to have around.
"Fuck. Oh fuck, here it comes.." He grunts, and ejaculates directly into the white tissues. It would have made a huge mess otherwise, and while Max doesn't care about changing sheets he knows they're both tired-- especially Cole. Otherwise, he'd suggest a shower and something more relaxing. He can always save that for next time. When they finally do fuck, it's going to be a bigger experience and Max will take the time for aftercare then. It's always a nice thing to do for a partner.
He leans over and kisses Cole softly. "Thank you for helping me out. I know you were tired. I'll set the alarm, but I'll probably be up anyhow. Always up when the sun is. Habit, you know."
"Don't mention it. Just do whatever works for you.." But Cole is already starting to not enunciate as the fatigue is getting harder and harder to fight against. Once Max has finished cleaning himself up and moves into whatever position he's comfortable in, Cole grabs a handful of the blankets and does his best to make himself comfortable too. He didn't see this night coming at all and eventually it will hit him what he's jsut done and how their relationship has changed. But not right now, as he drifts off peacefully until the sun and/or an alarm clock tells him otherwise.
Hearing Cole say it that way sounds pretty flippant after what they just did together. Max then has to remind himself that this was merely a thing between friends and he can't expect anything more than that. Well, they did have a date planned, but that was it. Maybe he was a little too sentimental to do one night stands anymore he thought. Then he laughed, nah. He was probably tired, and needed some good rest. It had been a while since he'd had a night like that.
"Sleep well, Cole." He muttered, and then pulled the pillow under his head and moved up near the other man. He didn't get too close because it wasn't like that yet and they might get too hot during the night. He didn't know what Cole's thoughts were on that anyways. It was his turn to fall asleep shortly after Cole did.
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Licking his lips, Max moves his hips to thrust into Cole's hand, helping him along so that it doesn't take as long. He knows the other man is exhausted. The last thing he really wants to focus on is breakfast right now. He kinda makes a grumbling sound, mind completely focused on getting off. Max always gets up with the sun. It's a part of who he is. It's not about owing anything, it's about enjoying company, but he'll get to that in a minute. First, he's getting closer to that point of no return. "Keep going, I'm getting closer."
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"Fuck. Oh fuck, here it comes.." He grunts, and ejaculates directly into the white tissues. It would have made a huge mess otherwise, and while Max doesn't care about changing sheets he knows they're both tired-- especially Cole. Otherwise, he'd suggest a shower and something more relaxing. He can always save that for next time. When they finally do fuck, it's going to be a bigger experience and Max will take the time for aftercare then. It's always a nice thing to do for a partner.
He leans over and kisses Cole softly. "Thank you for helping me out. I know you were tired. I'll set the alarm, but I'll probably be up anyhow. Always up when the sun is. Habit, you know."
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"Sleep well, Cole." He muttered, and then pulled the pillow under his head and moved up near the other man. He didn't get too close because it wasn't like that yet and they might get too hot during the night. He didn't know what Cole's thoughts were on that anyways. It was his turn to fall asleep shortly after Cole did.