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“For trusting me. For letting me in. For allowing me this. If this is all I can have, thank you.”
Trent realised Max thought he wouldn’t go any further. He hugged Max to him and decided to lay it on the line regardless of if he was ready. “You trusted me first with your secret about liking me. You let me see you, instead of what you show everyone else. You allowed me to help you when you didn’t want it. I haven’t given this to you, I have given it to both of us.” He paused. “And I have no intention of stopping.” With that, he pulled Max closer and kissed him with everything he had.
He had listened to Logan’s advice and everything felt right and good. If that began to change, he would speak up. But if it didn’t, well let’s say, he was sure he’d enjoy the result.
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Chapter 11
Max
Max couldn’t believe Trent’s words. He honestly hadn’t thought Trent would want to go any further than just playing as they were. He was blown away.
Returning Trent’s kiss, he circled his hips against Trent’s, rubbing their cocks together, unable to stop the moan that sounded. His mind was fuzzy with the lack of oxygen, and he broke away. “Wait, wait. We have to talk practical for a minute.” Max was not going to have sex with Trent until Trent knew exactly what was going to happen. He thought Trent knew about it all, but he couldn’t in all conscience carry on without making certain.
Trent slammed his head back against the pillows as he thrust against Max’s cock. “Why?” he gritted out.
“Because I need to know you know what’s happening.”
Trent took a breath and let it out slowly, looking at Max the whole time. “Okay.”
“Right, so you know how guys have sex right?”
“Bloody hell, Max, of course I do!”
“And you know about the need for lube and stretching before anything else happens, right?” Max petted Trent’s chest to calm him.
“Lube, yes, stretching, um, no,” he admitted, eyes leaving Max’s before returning with a faint blush added to his cheeks.
“Okay.” Max cleared his throat. “Right, well, I’d like you to fuck me,” he said quietly, “if you want to, that is?”
Trent bit his lip, his cheeks reddening more when he nodded.
“All right. I’m going to need to be stretched before you fuck me, all right?” Max decided to be matter of fact about it all so he wouldn’t sound patronising. At least he hoped he wouldn’t. “Either I can do it, or you can do it. What do you want?”
Trent was quiet for a moment before he cleared his throat and said, “Can you do it. But can I watch? For next time.”
Max felt his smile grow as he realised Trent wanted this to continue and not just be a one-time thing. “Sure. Do you have any lube?”
Trent nodded and indicated the bedside table. Max reached across, opened the drawer and took out the half-empty tube.
“Okay, I’m going to turn around and show you how to stretch me.” He chuckled. “I feel like we’ve swapped roles and I’m the teacher.” He turned around so he straddled Trent’s legs backwards. He had never had someone watching him when he’d done this before, so he was out of his comfort zone. Opening the tube, he squirted some lube on his fingers and reached around to his hole, spreading it around.
“Fucking hell, Max,” he heard Trent say.
He pushed the tip of his finger in his ass, bearing down and allowing the intrusion. He’d had this done to him many times and always loved the sensations of something bridging his hole. Closing his eyes at the feeling, he pushed in and out for a few seconds until he could get his whole finger in with no burning. Then, after looking around and seeing Trent’s wide-eyed gaze on his ass, his mouth open and his hand absently stroking his own cock, he pushed two in and did the same, little by little he was able to take the intrusion until his fingers were easily slipping in and out.
Max knew he had to stretch himself a bit further because of the size of Trent’s cock, but his own was so hard he wasn’t sure how much he could take. Suddenly, it was taken out of his control. Trent reached for the lube, and Max heard the tube click open and close before Trent’s hand removed Max’s and replaced it with his own. He felt the cool slippery gel against his hole, and then Trent’s finger pushed inside.
“Ah, god, yes,” Max cried as he pushed back gently, meeting with Trent’s hand. Trent quickly added a second finger, making Max keen with pleasure. Trent pushed his fingers in and out for so long Max thought he’d die from the foreplay of it. “I need it, Trent. Another one.”
“I don’t think…” Trent trailed off. Max looked around and saw the concentration and frown on Trent’s face.
“I’m fine, Trent. Another finger, otherwise, it’ll hurt when you fuck me.” He knew what to say to make Trent obey. There was no way Trent would purposefully hurt Max.
Max moaned when Trent’s fingers left his ass, but they were soon back with a third. The burn was back but with Max bearing down and Trent going slowly, he was able to get all three in. He slowly withdrew and pressed in again, repeating it until the fingers went in easily, and Max pressed backwards in faster motions.
“Fuck, Trent. I’m ready. Please.”
