(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 111: Are you sure? (m)

Chapter 111: Are you sure? (m)

Andrew was careful with the smaller man, carrying him in his arms like he was a soft, delicate flower. His hands were firm, but not bruising on the smaller man’s ass. Maxwell was kissing his face and neck, causing Andrew to breathe heavily as he made his way towards the bedroom.

"Maxy, shouldn’t you tell someone you’re taking a break?" Andrew asked, his voice heavy with his desire. He didn’t want to be thinking clearly right now, he wanted to drown in the last remnants of this man’s heat, but someone had to be responsible.

Maxwell grumbled, pissed at being distracted from kissing Andrew’s bare flesh, and Andrew chuckled.

"I also need to grab the condoms. I’m not cumming inside of you right now, and you can’t convince me otherwise. My cock comes inside of you covered." He stated firmly, and Maxwell whimpered.

"You are such a killjoy. I just wanted to feel you pump inside of me." Maxwell was pouting, and even though the image filled Andrew’s mind and made his cock throb, he knew better. He gave Maxwell’s ass a squeeze, and the smaller man gasped.

"I can do that with a condom on. We aren’t out of fake cum. Do you want me to fill you up?" Andrew whispered against Maxwell’s ear. He made sure to include teeth, and felt the smaller man gasp. Maxwell’s pheromones began to fill the room, wrapping around Andrew and his cock with a seductive hold. Andrew grit his teeth. Maxwell’s hold on Andrew’s neck tightened.

"You still have more?" He whispered, licking his lips. Andrew groaned.

"Yes Angel. I have so much left. Did you want to be filled to the brim again? Until it spills out? Do you want me to taste it again?" Maxwell’s nails dug into his neck, and Andrew chuckled at the warning. "How wet are you thinking about being full of cum? What do you think would happen if I pressed down on your stomach while you were full of it? Do you think it would ooze out of you, or come out in a burst? Can you imagine what it’ll look like around my cock as I thrust into you over and over? All that cum covering my cock as I fuck you?" Maxwell’s breath was coming in fast, quick inhales.

"W-Were you convincing me like this during my heat?" He asked, his face pink, his eyes slightly glazed. Andrew’s eyes crinkled up in the corners with his smile. He pressed a kiss against Maxwell’s temple.

"No. You were the one offering ideas Angel. I was just the cock that you used like a toy." Maxwell frowned.

"Liar. I can...I can feel that you said something similar before." Maxwell defended, and Andrew gave him big, brown eyes. Pretending to be innocent.

"Me? I would never do that." He pressed his lips against Maxwell’s temple, keeping them there to hide his smile as he spoke. "I would never take advantage of a horny, needy Maxy to get him to do things he’d never do while sober. Or encourage him to do things he was afraid to do. On a completely different note, you should definitely rub your cock between my pecs again. It was hella hot, and when you splattered my face with cum? God, I was so hard." Andrew kissed his temple as Maxwell trembled in his arms. "Thrusting my fingers and the cum tube into your ass as you thrust your cock against my pecs? I loved watching you take pleasure from me." He whispered, and Maxwell’s nails dug deep against his neck.

"You better put me down on the bed now so I can message Mr. Newman that I’m done for the day and go grab those condoms before I tie you to the bed and you have no choice but to cum in me." Maxwell warned, and Andrew knew he’d met Maxwell’s breaking point. The man was almost out of his heat, but not quite. Andrew should be careful how he seduced him. Maybe.

"I will do as you ask. I am but your humble dick attached to a body until this heat is over." Andrew teased, pushing his luck, and felt Maxwell growl at him. He laughed, moving swiftly towards the bed and gently placing Maxwell down, only to be yanked down by his clawed hands.

Maxwell devoured his mouth in a hot, wet kiss that had Andrew’s head spinning. It was a marking, a declaration of intent. Andrew was going to be devoured by Maxwell, and in a different way then from the regular heat. This was going to be the conscious Maxwell’s style, and Andrew felt a shiver of anticipation run down his spine.

Maxwell released him, Andrew wasn’t able to pull away and Andrew want panting, his cock straining his pants. He yelped when Maxwell’s hand grabbed his erection, squeezing it almost painfully in his pants.

"You’re lucky I love this cock, otherwise I would attempt to put you in a time out. I’m sure if I do some research, I can find something that would prevent you from cumming." Maxwell warned, and Andrew swallowed. It was so cute that he had no idea about this kind of sex, but he was intent on finding out more. It should have felt like a threat, but it didn’t.

Andrew was happy as long as Maxwell was happy. If he didn’t want Andrew to cum as much, then he wouldn’t. But he also was sure that Maxwell wouldn’t actually like that. Leaning forward, Andrew nibbled on Maxwell’s ear.

"Are you sure? You seem to like my cum, Angel. You poured out all of the condoms and licked them clean like a man starved. Do you really want me to cum less? Or do you want me to shoot into your mouth every time?" It was clear from his reaction that Maxwell did not remember that little detail.

He sucked in, and Andrew could feel that he was growing embarrassed. He chuckled. Maxwell smacked his chest.

"Why are you laughing? That’s-That’s so d-disgusting!" Maxwell was putting up a good fight, but Andrew could smell him. He knew that instead of finding it disgusting, Maxwell had gotten harder and wetter. He liked the idea. Andrew’s grin grew mischievous and he stepped back, looking over Maxwell with knowing eyes.

With a measured motion, he grabbed Maxwell’s hand on his cock, making him squeeze harder. He licked his lips. "I could cum right now. Are you hungry Maxy? I can feed you. I promise it’ll be thick. Just for you." Maxwell’s eyes went wide, before his gaze darted down to Andrew’s cock. He licked his lips, and it was clear he was tempted.

"Y-You’re the one trying to make me be responsible." Maxwell said, his tone weak. He wasn’t as harsh as he intended to be, and Andrew couldn’t help but feel victorious.

"I’ll be quick, I promise. Anytime you have your hands or lips on me, I’m always fast." Andrew promised, his cock throbbing. "I bet if you licked my tip, and then wrapped your lips around my cock I’d cum right away. Do you want to test it out?" Andrew asked sweetly, and watched as Maxwell’s chest rose and fell quickly.

"You are some kind of witch." He muttered, his other hand moving to the edge of Andrew’s pants. Andrew watched him with rapt attention, letting the man work his pants down and over his cock. He wasn’t wearing underwear. None of the underwear in the house fit him anymore, and Maxwell seemed surprised to see Andrew’s cock right away.

Then he glanced up at Andrew with those blue eyes of his and smirked.

"Going commando Andrew? What a dirty man you are. Were you anticipating this?" He asked with a chuckle, and Andrew moved his hand so that Maxwell had free reign of his cock. He clasped on his hands behind his back, holding back from thrusting his cock towards him. This was Maxwell’s time. He was not going to force these new feelings onto him. Not right now.

"It wasn’t something I was planning for, but I had hope." Maxwell threw his head back and laughed.

"Come closer Baby." Maxwell ordered, and Andrew did as he said. He shifted closer until his feet were flush with the edge of the bed, and Maxwell couldn’t look anywhere but his cock. Maxwell blew a breath over it, and Andrew watched as his cock throbbed. Maxwell laughed. "You weren’t lying. Did you become a quick shot while I wasn’t watching?" Maxwell murmured, and Andrew groaned.

"No, you were watching. The whole time." Andrew told him, and Maxwell laughed.

"Well then, I have to take responsibility. I am feeling a little hungry, now that you mention it." Maxwell stared at Andrew’s cock lovingly, and Andrew tightened his grip on his hands. Fuck.

Maxwell didn’t kiss his cock, didn’t even lick it, he just swallowed it as far as he could go. Andrew couldn’t stop the noise that left his mouth as Maxwell made eye contact with him, his eyes smiling. Andrew shivered, feeling his balls draw up and knew he was a goner. Maxwell pulled back, licking his lips, and smiled up at him.

"You did get bigger, Baby. Now give me that cum you promised." He ordered, and Andrew wasn’t able to resist him. Maxwell swirled his tongue around the head of his cock, making eye contact the whole time, and Andrew whimpered. Maxwell knew what that meant, and he swallowed Andrew’s cock as far as he could take it as Andrew’s thighs clenched as he came. Maxwell’s hands fondled his balls, and Andrew trembled.

"Fuck. Max." He exclaimed, trembling as the man milked more out of him until he was shivering. Maxwell pulled away, licking his lips and wiping at the corners of his mouth like a gentleman.

"My, that was quite the load, like you said Andrew. What a good, and quick meal. Now, go grab the condoms. I haven’t ridden you in a while as myself, and I want to watch you cum as your cock fills me." Andrew chuckled.

"And what about the fake cum? Do you want that too?" Maxwell’s eyes narrowed, even as his cheeks warmed.

"After. I want to watch you cum first. I feel like you’ve seen me cum an unfair amount, and I want what’s due to me." Maxwell stated firmly, and Andrew laughed. Leaning in, he pressed a kiss against his lips. It was supposed to be chaste, but Maxwell wouldn’t allow it.

Andrew was fighting his urge to take him to the bed once Maxwell pulled away, condoms be damned.

"A-Anything you want, Angel." He whispered against Maxwell’s lips. Both men were almost at their breaking point. Maxwell stared into Andrew’s eyes, before his gaze softened and he pressed a soft, warm kiss against his lips. Andrew’s heart trembled. Fuck. He wanted to be with this man forever.