(BL)Alpha Made
Chapter 85: Take a pounding (m)

Chapter 85: Take a pounding (m)

Andrew’s breath came in pants as he gripped Maxwell’s ass with his hands. He loved the feeling of the flesh beneath his fingers, and the way that Maxwell made soft noises in the back of his throat as his fingers flexed.

"You can squeeze harder." Maxwell said, his voice breathy. Getting permission, Andrew squeezed his ass a little tighter, and Maxwell chuckled. "Do you like it that much?" Maxwell whispered, and Andrew turned his gaze towards him. He nodded, his expression serious and Maxwell’s expression softened. "What’s wrong, big guy? Hmm? You look so serious right now." Maxwell teased, and Andrew swallowed.

"This just doesn’t feel like enough.I feel like I need more." Andrew admitted, and Maxwell’s eyes widened.

"You aren’t done?" He asked, and Andrew made a face.

"It’s...not normal, is it?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell blinked, before leaning in and pressing kisses against Andrew’s face.

"Baby. You can use my hole whenever you want, within reason. You want to fill me up one more time? Gods, I’m going to be dripping in the seat next to you." Maxwell said, and Andrew gulped. He shifted Maxwell’s hips, hitting him a little deeper inside and Maxwell gasped. "Alright. Do you want to stay in this position?" He asked, and Andrew nodded.

"Is it alright if I take control?" Maxwell chuckled at Andrew’s soft question. Especially since Andrew was looking at Maxwell like a man starved.

"Baby, I think we’re past the stage where you need to ask." Maxwell said, and Andrew watched him for a second before he nodded.

"Lean down so I can kiss you please." Andrew asked, and Maxwell willingly complied. The angle pulled Andrew out of Maxwell’s ass slightly, but he wasn’t concerned. He had plans, and covering Maxwell’s mouth with his was the first step.

Distracted with Maxwell’s mouth and his deep kiss, Andrew took a moment to enjoy the feeling of their tongues entangling before he pulled out of Maxwell almost completely, before shoving his cock deeply inside of him. He swallowed Maxwell’s gasp, a sense of pride inside of him at the sound before Andrew tightened his grip on Maxwell’s ass.

And then he began to pummel Maxwell’s ass with his cock.

The gasp that left Maxwell’s mouth as Andrew set a brutal pace only had Andrew tensing his muscles below him. Maxwell’s hands braced himself against the seat next to Andrew’s head as Andrew slammed his cock into Maxwell’s ass, over and over and over. The sound of Andrew’s balls hitting his ass filled the air in between the soft gasps that left Maxwell’s mouth. Andrew’s focus was on the warm wet hole that clenched around him, and the intoxicating scent that filled his nose.

Andrew was sure Maxwell had no idea how deeply his pheromones affected Andrew. If he did, he would be using them to manipulate him more.

Maxwell was holding on for dear life as Andrew took over the kiss and the sex they were having. He’d given it up willingly, and Andrew took that as a clear sign that he could do whatever he wanted. Andrew knew he was going to bruise Maxwell’s white flesh in his hands, but he couldn’t stop himself from slamming into the tight, wet hole of the man above him.

Maxwell shook every time Andrew’s kiss and thrusts coincided with each other, but he didn’t care. He was busy trying to devour the man from both sides. He wanted Max to think of nothing else but Andrew. He wanted to fill him up until there was no way Maxwell was going to think about anything else but him. Andrew was all that Maxwell would need, and he would make sure to pump him full of his seed any time he wanted.

Maybe he should get Maxwell a butt plug so that every time they had sex he could remain full of his seed until the next time?

Andrew’s thoughts were hazy as he took his pleasure from Maxwell, making sure to hit the spot inside of Maxwell that made him break away from his kiss to gasp. His lips wet, they brushed against Andrew’s collar bone as he writhed with pleasure above him. Maxwell’s breath was fast, breathy, and full of desire.

"Baby, oh shit. Keep going. Oh my god! There. There!" Maxwell was practically screaming, and Andrew forced the man down as he fucked his brains out. Maxwell’s soft cries of pleasure, and his loud ones filled Andrew’s head to a dizzying level. Andrew’s viewpoint narrowed to just Maxwell, and watching his expression as Andrew fucked him.

Maxwell’s face and neck were sweaty, and each bead of sweat that rolled down his skin tempted Andrew. His face was flushed, his lips wet and slightly swollen, and Maxwell’s eyes were glazed with pleasure. His hair was damp, messy, and falling into his face. The way he was looking at Andrew had the man impossibly turned on. Andrew found it hard to contain himself, so he didn’t.

His thrusts became harder, heavier, and Maxwell was nearly sobbing with pleasure as Andrew took and took and took. Andrew hardly noticed that Maxwell’s cum coated his chest as he trembled and shook around him. Andrew only noticed because of the way he fluttered on Andrew’s cock. His muscles contracting in light, feathery touches that had Andrew devouring Maxwell’s mouth with his own.

"Baby, be gentle. I just came." Maxwell begged, and Andrew shook his head.

"You can come for me more." Andrew told him through clenched teeth, and watched as Maxwell shuddered.

"Holy shit. Kiss me." Maxwell ordered and Andrew did just that.

Eventually, Andrew was getting close, and Maxwell could tell. Gripping him tighter inside, Maxwell squeezed and begged the man who fucked him to cum. Andrew could tell that Maxwell was getting exhausted, and he was getting close. Andrew wanted to fill him up. Fill up the man who meant everything to him with his thick cum. Maxwell deserved it. He earned this cum.

And Andrew wanted to give it to him.

Shuddering, he gave a few last powerful thrusts into Maxwell before pouring his cum inside of him. Maxwell’s shocked, broken off gasp filled his ears and Andrew released his ass to grab his cock, pumping it until Maxwell’s body shook and his cum covered Andrew’s chest.

Both of them were breathing heavily, and Andrew could feel the pounding of his heart in his ears. The feel of the blood pumping through his veins, and the way that Maxwell clutched onto his cock from inside.

Groaning, Andrew pressed his head back against the seat, staring up at the roof of the car. He was a little embarrassed to meet Maxwell’s gaze after his behaviour. He felt like he’d punished Maxwell instead of the other way around.

"Wow." Maxwell said, and Andrew flinched. "That was...so fucking hot." Andrew blinked at Maxwell’s words before raising his head slightly to meet the vibrant blue gaze above him. "I don’t think I can even walk. You really did a number on me." Maxwell said with a giggle, and Andrew wasn’t sure how he was supposed to respond.

"You aren’t...mad? I hurt you." Andrew said and Maxwell rolled his eyes.

"Having your hands bruising my ass is hot as hell, and it isn’t your fault that I bruise easily. If others could see it easily I’m sure I’d show it off." He bent forward until his nose almost touched Andrew’s. "On the topic of showing it off, when we are working together at the company I fully expect to be covered in hickies, Dr. Knox." Andrew was surprised by how easily he brushed it off. And how serious he was about his words.

"But...isn’t that...childish?" Andrew asked and watched as Maxwell’s expression darkened.

"Childish? Are you calling me a child?" Maxwell asked, and a shiver went down Andrew’s spine.

"Uh-" Maxwell pressed a peck against his lips with a grin.

"Then you can call me that, since I want it. I want you to leave your mark on me. Don’t worry, I’m also surprised by this. I used to hate that kind of thing, but for some reason, when it comes to you? I’m the complete opposite. I want everyone to know that you belong to me, and I belong to you. So I better be fucking covered in hickies when you start working in the same building as me. And all of your lunches belong to me." Maxwell laid down the law, while Andrew felt his cum leak out of Maxwell’s asshole while his dick was still inside.

"O-Of course, Max. Should we...head home now?" Andrew asked softly, and Maxwell nodded.

"Yeah. There isn’t much else we can do out here. Oh, I’m so excited to feel what this is like. Take your cock out slowly. I want to get the full experience." He said, and Andrew wondered what the hell that meant.

Doing as he was told, Andrew slowly withdrew himself from Maxwell, worried that he’d hurt him in some way as Maxwell let out a deep, guttural groan.

"Are you okay?" Andrew asked, and Maxwell nodded, his eyes flickering closed.

"You really fucking filled me up, didn’t you?" Maxwell said, and Andrew felt his face heat in embarrassment.

"I-I didn’t realise I could cum that much. And that many times in a row." Andrew admitted, and Maxwell opened his eyes, a fever in them. He wrapped his hand around the back of Andrew’s neck and pulled him close, kissing him with all tongue and teeth. It was an intense kiss, and Andrew could already feel himself hardening again.

"Hot. As. Fuck. I was right to be worried. I absolutely could get addicted to this. Can you help me pull up my pants? My legs are shaking." Andrew did just that, and even helped Maxwell back into his seat.

Andrew’s seat?

That was a different story.

Andrew had destroyed the part of the seat that adjusted how far forward it moved and how the seat could move forward and backward. So Andrew had to drive back to their house with the seat all the way back. Maxwell was giggling the whole way back, a bright smile on his face. The smile helped it feel worth the embarrassment of the whole situation. Andrew was a sucker for it.