Maxim moved up onto his elbow so that he could look at Christopher. “Have you ever…experienced lovemaking before?”
Delicate color bloomed in his cheeks. “No.”
As Maxim had thought.
Hoped?
It seemed he had become a possessive brute where Christopher was concerned, one who could not bear to know that Christopher had previous lovers.
But how could he be anything else when Christopher was so beautiful, he literally took Maxim’s breath away?
To be this young man’s first lover was an honor beyond which Maxim had ever dreamed.
He had every intention of being Christopher’s last lover too because he had no intention of ever being parted from him again, let alone suffering the fires of hell of seeing him with another man.
“Is it something you might wish to do now?” Maxim continued to hesitate.
“Yes,” Christopher answered shyly.
“We do not have to… I do not have to penetrate you here”—he gently stroked Christopher’s bottom—“for us to make love. Some men prefer not to be penetrated anally at all, but to enjoy the other pleasures possible with their lover.”
Christopher moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue before speaking. “Have you ever been penetrated?”
Maxim had never submitted to any man, had always preferred to be the one taking rather than giving. But if Christopher wished to be the one inside him… “Never. But I can show you how to prepare me, if it is something you would like to do.” He would do anything necessary to ensure Christopher’s happiness.
The color deepened in Christopher’s cheeks. “Perhaps another time, when I am less awkward and inexperienced. I should not like to cause discomfort or hurt you.”
Maxim smiled as he gently caressed his cheek. “I trust you do not think me too much of a barbarian, but for this first time, at least, I would be honored to be the one to claim you.”
Christopher smiled. “I do not think you a barbarian at all. How can I when I’m excited to be claimed by you?”
This darling boy filled Maxim’s heart to overflowing with a love he had not realized he was capable of feeling. Deep. Intense. All-consuming. “We will kiss and caress each other before we even attempt anything else,” he murmured huskily. “You must be relaxed and thoroughly prepared to take my cock before I even attempt being inside you.”
Christopher was boneless with desire by the time Maxim, having first assisted him in removing the overlarge shirt, had kissed and caressed him into a state of such intense longing, he felt as if he might explode with pleasure.
Not an inch of his body had been unattended by Maxim, the man’s touch almost reverent as he praised him for the smooth and silky chest Christopher had always believed needed to be firmer and more muscular, and with a growth of manly hair upon it. Maxim’s words of praise and worshipping of him with his lips and hands dispelled any of those previous doubts.
Christopher had drawn in a shaky breath when Maxim moved farther down his body, his fingers tight about Christopher’s slender and erect cock as Maxim licked the release coating the bulbous top. Christopher felt a pulse of his release along that rigid length as Maxim slid the flushed head into the heat of his mouth.
“Not yet.” Maxim raised his head, his fingers tightening about the base of Christopher’s cock to prevent him from ejaculating any further. He held Christopher’s gaze as he lifted each of his legs onto his shoulders. “Tell me if I do anything to hurt you or make you feel uncomfortable,” he murmured before he lowered his face between Christopher’s legs. He felt the hot, rasping sweep of Maxim’s tongue against the sensitive flesh behind his balls.
Further pre-cum pulsed down Christopher’s cock, but that tight grip about the base held him back from the full release aching to be set free.
The firmness of that grip told him that would not happen until Maxim allowed it.
Christopher ceased to think at all and could only groan when, with the fingers of Maxim’s other hand pulling the cheeks of his bottom apart, he felt the sweep of Maxim’s hot and moist tongue against his sensitive rosette.
Not once, not twice, but many times, driving Christopher deeper and deeper into a mindless ecstasy. He gave another groan when he felt that questing tongue push through the now moist and relaxed ring of muscle, igniting sparks of further pleasure. His arousal increased as Maxim continued to thrust his tongue in and out of that channel, loosening the muscle even further, until he was able to ease one finger, and then two, alongside his tongue.
Christopher guessed this was what Maxim had meant by “thoroughly preparing” him to take the other man’s cock.
If penetration by Maxim’s cock was anywhere near as pleasurable as having his tongue and fingers inside him, then he doubted he would have cause to complain.
Minutes later, Maxim lifted his head to look at him. “I believe you are ready for me now.”
Christopher’s cheeks became even hotter at the vulnerability of looking down at Maxim lying between his parted thighs, his own legs draped over the older man’s arms, his bottom in the air.
Maxim’s eyes were hot and glittering, his cheeks flushed, his lips slightly swollen and a darker red.
No doubt from where he had licked and sucked on Christopher’s forbidden rosette.
“Christopher?”
He snapped his attention back to the man who had declared his love for him, and whom Christopher loved in return. “Is all of this…normal?” He moistened his lips, dry from drawing deep and ragged breaths as his arousal deepened.
Maxim smiled gently at what he perceived to be Christopher’s embarrassment. “Anything we choose to do together is normal. But if you are asking if I have ever been this intimate with anyone other than you, then the answer is no.” He saw relief lift the frown from Christopher’s brow. Maxim’s past sexual encounters had always been with men as experienced as he was himself, and he’d felt no inclination to make love to them. “But we can stop now, if you would rather not go any further?”
“No! No,” Christopher repeated desperately. “I wish to belong to you completely, Maxim,” he pleaded.
Once again, Maxim felt that rush of emotion filling him inside. “And I wish to belong to you completely too,” he acknowledged gruffly as he sat to remove his drawers before moving on the bed to lie at his lover’s side. He kissed Christopher on the lips before continuing. “I believe this will be more comfortable for you if you are on top of me. That way, you can control the depth and speed of penetration,” he explained when Christopher looked confused. “I would also prefer not to put my full weight on top of you and possibly hurt your back in the process.”
“You will need to instruct me on what to do.”
“It will be my honor to do so.”
Maxim rose onto his knees to lean over and take a salve from the drawer in his bedside cabinet. Not the same healing salve he’d used on Christopher’s back these last five days and nights, but one which he put on his palm when he felt the urge to stroke his own cock to completion. The ointment prevented any painful friction.
He was aware of Christopher watching him intently as he first laved his cock in the salve before taking another huge dollop of it onto his fingers and massaging it first into Christopher’s loosened rosette and then into the channel itself.
Once he’d completed the task to his satisfaction and helped Christopher up onto his knees, Maxim lay down on his back on the bed so that his lover could straddle his hips. This new position allowed Maxim to clasp hold of Christopher’s bottom cheeks and pull them apart so that his cock could slide along the crack of Christopher’s arse.
“Take your time,” he encouraged huskily.
Red-faced, Christopher moved onto his knees before resting a hand on Maxim’s chest as he looked over his shoulders to take Maxim’s cock in hand and begin guiding it into that ring of moist and loosened muscle. He slowly lowered himself onto that thickness.
“Easy,” Maxim warned softly after Christopher gave a gasp at the stretching necessary for the penetration of Maxim’s cock. No matter how much one prepared a partner, that first stretch was always the hardest. “It will get easier,” he assured.
Christopher had taken only the bulbous head of Maxim’s cock inside him, and already he felt full. Full, and so very happy that he and Maxim were joined in this intimate way.
“Your cock is as beautiful as the rest of you,” Maxim admired as he once again took Christopher’s cock in hand. “So long and slender,” he approved as he began to stroke along that length.
The pleasure of that caress coursed through every part of Christopher, drawing his balls up tight and somehow making it easier for him to ease down on the length of Maxim’s shaft until the cheeks of his bottom rested against Maxim’s hairier balls.
“God…” Maxim groaned his pleasure.
“So full,” Christopher murmured achingly.
“There’s no rush to move,” Maxim assured huskily. “I could happily stay inside you like this forever.”
Christopher leaned down to kiss the other man, slowly, emotionally.
They remained together like that for several long minutes until Christopher, having ended the kiss, was further emboldened by the euphoria he could see in Maxim’s expression. Their gazes locked, Christopher placed his hands upon Maxim’s chest and used that leverage to begin moving up the long length of his lover’s fat cock before slowly lowering himself again.
Sparks of unimagined ecstasy shot through every part of Christopher’s body with each stroke of Maxim’s cock. That pleasure and their locked gazes became all that existed as Christopher quickened Maxim’s penetration of him.
Finally, Maxim, as aroused as he was, grasped hold of one of Christopher’s hips and began to thrust up into him hard and deep, the fingers of his other hand curled about Christopher’s cock as he pumped it in the same rhythm.
“May I come inside you, love?” Maxim pleaded.
“God, yes.” Christopher could imagine nothing more erotic than having Maxim’s seed inside him, and to then feel it dripping down his thighs once Maxim had withdrawn.
Maxim slightly shifted the angle of his thrusts, his cock seeming to swell and hit something inside Christopher that caused him to cry out as lights exploded inside his head, and without warning, his cock pulsed out his hot release. He fell forward until his head rested against the heat of Maxim’s chest, the wetness of his release between them.
Seconds later, he felt Maxim’s movements stutter slightly before hot bursts of his seed began to coat Christopher’s insides.
“Dear God, I love you,” Maxim groaned, his arms moving about Christopher to hold him close as his cock continued to spasm and pulse out his release.