Blue Moon: Too Good to Be True (12 page)

Max felt Angel’s sure fingers undo his belt before he heard the telltale sound of his zipper coming down.
This is it…I’m going to get fucked by a man.

Max’s chest heaved erratically but he tried to go with the flow and not overthink it. Ryker told him not to tense up and to stay relaxed…that it would feel fucking amazing
. Mmmmm, oh yeah… right there.

“Take your clothes off. I have to see all of you…now!” Angel’s voice was deep and raw, revealing his waning control.

Max sat up with Angel and they stared into each other’s eyes as they unbuttoned their shirts. The moonlight gleaming down on Angel’s sexy body looked like something Max had seen in a movie
.
This time Max didn’t break the eye contact until he saw the tattoo of a large blue and silver moon on Angel’s chest. He had an overwhelming urge to lick it. His mouth watered and he licked his lips.

“Do it,” Angel growled.

Max leaned forward and ran the flat of his tongue over the flawless image. It was erotic and he loved it. Angel tasted clean and he caught a whiff of expensive cologne, sending a surge of heat straight to his aching cock. His chest was smooth and firm…but even better, he wasn’t hairy. Angel was moaning and whispering Max’s name over and over. It spurred Max on. He wanted to please Angel just as much as Angel was pleasing him.

He was trying to think of what he was supposed to do next when Angel took over. Max was pushed back down onto the bed and urged to lift his hips so Angel could remove his jeans and briefs. Max sat gravely still as he let Angel stare. Max’s cock was blushed deep purple and his lightly dusted balls sat snug between his firm, furry thighs.

Angel climbed off the bed and began to very slowly undo the button on his leather pants. Max was heavy with lust watching Angel pull down his pants and his tight black briefs.

Max let out a gasp.
Holy fuck! He’s hung like a goddamn horse. How the hel is
that getting in my ass? Forget about it!

Angel stalked back onto the bed and up onto his body like a panther after his prey. The look in his eyes made Max feel like he was a wounded deer. Angel put his full weight back on him and kissed him gently. The kiss

said the tempo of the night would be slow and easy.
Yes, slow and easy, that I
can handle.
Max put his fingers into Angel’s hair and massaged his scalp, making him arch into the touch.

“I need to taste you, Max.”

Angel licked a path down Max’s chest. Max settled slightly when Angel rubbed his smooth cheek back and forth on the flesh directly above Max’s heart. He slowly licked the fireman’s crest on Max’s rigid pec and the muscles jumped beneath his tongue. He inched over to pay homage to a brown, pert nipple. Angel swirled the little bud around with his tongue before giving it a quick nip between his teeth. “Mmmm. Fuck.” Max’s back arched off the bed at the delicious sensation. Angel didn’t let up for a second and his tongue danced over to the other neglected nipple. “Fuck! Angel, Oh my God.”

Max’s voice was strained with desire.

Angel worked his way south, never lifting his tongue from Max’s red-hot flesh. Max wasn’t able to catch his breath before Angel’s scorching, sinful mouth was wrapped around the bulbous head of his cock. Max’s eyes rolled in their sockets.

“Oh…my… fucking…God!” Max enunciated each word. This was like nothing he’d ever felt. “So good! Augh, yeah like that…mmmm. Fuck!”

Angel was driving him insane. His mouth was so wet and warm. Max felt like his cock was going to disappear down Angel’s throat, he was deep-throating him so good. All the moaning Angel was doing around his cock told him he was enjoying it just as much as he was.
Damn, I’m gonna shoot faster than a virgin
on her wedding night.

Angel’s moaning and grunting was sending shock waves deep into Max’s balls. He felt Angel slide his hands under his ass and massage his cheeks while pushing Max up into his mouth. It felt like Angel couldn’t get Max’s dick deep enough. Max gave a determined thrust into Angel’s mouth and heard him gag a little. Angel pulled back but didn’t miss a beat, diving into Max balls. He could feel him manipulating his sack to fit the entire thing into his mouth.
He’s trying to fucking kill me…fuck!
“Oh God, Angel. No one’s ever licked my balls like that.”

I think I may be in love.

Angel released one of Max’s nuts with a loud
pop
. “That’s a fucking shame, baby, because your balls taste so fucking good.”

“Angel, you’re killing me baby…augh! You’re gonna make me come so fucking hard…fuck…mmmm, yeah baby…your mouth feels so good on my dick…make me come, Angel…please!”

Max had never been so vocal with a lover, but then he’d never been tossed headfirst into the throes of passion, either. It was driving him up a wall and back down the other side. Angel released Max’s wet sack and licked the thick vein underneath his cock all the way up to the blushing head of his dick. Angel got a nice grip under the bend of Max’s legs and pushed his knees up to his ears.

“Angel…w-what the fuck?” Max stammered, unsure of where his man was going with this position. Max felt completely exposed…and slightly embarrassed. He felt Angel’s long tongue go down the length of his cock, over his balls, onto the übersensitive skin under them, and even further down.
Oh fuck…no he is not about to do, what I think he’s abou—
“Fuuuucckkk!” Max’s strained shout cut off his thoughts when Angel took his thick tongue and began lapping his hole. Max didn’t know which felt better, the blow job or this. Both sensations were pushing Max over the edge faster than he wanted. He didn’t know having that done to his body would feel so good, and he didn’t want Angel to ever stop. It was erotic, it was nasty, it was sexy, and it was so fucking wonderful. “Oh Angel, don’t stop…more please.”

“I knew you would like that honey. Just lie back and enjoy it baby, I’m not gonna stop until you’re screaming. I’m going to give you everything you need.”

Max trusted Angel and would give him what he needed, even if he didn’t know what the hell it was.

I knew he would taste fucking delicious, damn…he tasted like the best fucking candy.

I’m gonna eat him raw, until he begs me to fuck him. I need for him to know what he’s

been missing his entire life.
Max was going crazy beneath him. He had a death grip on Angel’s arms and was babbling incoherently. His man’s dick was a deep purple and he knew he needed to come, but every time Max got close Angel would pull back…driving Max insane with need.
He’s not coming until I
fucking tel him to, he will know who his body belongs to by the end of night.
Angel could feel Max trying to grind his ass on his mouth, needing some penetration into his fluttering hole.
So sexy.
His hole was nice and relaxed now, and it was time to let Max experience the wonders of a good ass-fucking.

Angel shifted upward and laved his tongue around Max’s sack, distracting him while he sucked his thumb into his mouth to make it moist. As Angel took Max’s dick back into the warm abyss of his mouth, he took his thumb and massaged around Max’s hole. It fluttered and tightened at the touch.

Fucking beautiful!
He sucked harder on his cock, and pushed his thumb past the outer ring. Angel looked at Max’s face and saw nothing but pure ecstasy, so he pushed a little deeper. Max squirmed but started to rotate his hips on Angel’s thumb. “Yeah, love…that’s it…take what you need…so damn beautiful.” Angel whispered to his man, loving that he was making him become unhinged. Angel pushed all the way in and paused, letting Max get used to the intrusion.
So tight…fuck!…I’m going to shoot as soon as I get inside
him…he’s so fucking hot inside.

Angel rose up to reach over to his nightstand.

“Oh God, Angel…please don’t stop!” Max pleaded.

“Never, love.” Angel swooped down and captured Max’s begging mouth in a hard kiss.

“God, I need you. I need you right fucking now.” Max gasped for breath and moaned his pleas into Angel’s mouth.

“I know baby. Shhh. I got you.” Angel pulled out a condom, lube, and a six-inch dildo, which made Max’s eyes widen. To Angel’s surprise, Max didn’t question it. Angel got back to work. He put some lube on two fingers and rubbed them together to make them warm. Angel dove in enveloping Max’s cock in his mouth again. He felt Max’s hole relax, and Angel used the opportunity to take one long digit and easily glide it in to the knuckle.

“Mmmm…” Max voiced, his hips rising up.

“Does that feel good, darlin’? Tell me you want more.” Angel rotated his finger deep into Max’s warm cavern and pumped it in and out at a deliciously slow pace.

“More…please, Angel…give me more… I want to feel you…I need you now.”

“Shhh, patience baby, don’t worry…I’m going to give you everything you want.”

Angel began to push in a second finger and met some resistance, feeling Max’s body tense. He doubled his efforts on Max’s cock. He wouldn’t force his way into Max’s body. He wanted Max’s first time to be earth shattering.

He wanted it to be something he could scream from the rooftops, that he was gay and in love.

“Relax, baby…let me in…yeah…that’s it…let me have you.” Angel coaxed him in his deep calm voice, noticing Max responded immediately. He pushed both fingers all the way in and scissored them slightly, stretching Max slowly. Angel’s dick was soaking the bed with so much precome he was hoping Max wouldn’t think he’d already come himself. He wanted inside so bad, but he knew if he rushed it, it could scare Max off. Having gay sex for the first time can be either blissfully good or painfully disastrous. He refused to let Max experience the latter.

“More…please…feels so good…keep going…. fuck!” Max’s body jerked so hard he almost gagged Angel again. “Fuck…shit…do that again Angel…please.”

Bingo. That’s what I needed to hit.
Angel grasped the base of Max’s dick to keep him from coming as he worked a third finger into Max. Every other turn he brushed over his prostate. He saw exactly when the feeling turned from discomfort to full-blown pleasure. Angel continued to stretch Max’s ass until he felt Max start to rock on his fingers. He brushed over his prostate again and again, loving hearing Max shouting out his name.

It was time. Angel pumped the base of Max’s cock and gave his blushing head vice-like suction in his mouth. He scissored Max’s hole stretching him

good, while brushing his prostate over and over, feeling Max gearing up to come.
That’s it, love. Come in my mouth and let me taste what now belongs to me.

“Fuck…Angel…I’m coming, I’m coming….auuuggghhh! Gaawwdd!”

Max shouted as his back arched off the bed, pushing his dick deeper into Angel’s mouth, shooting his load down his throat. Ropes of thick, hot come coated his mouth and gushed in faster than Angel could swallow. A multitude of flavors burst inside of his mouth. Max kept coming…it was never ending. Angel replaced his fingers with the dildo and pumped his ass good while Max was soaring.

Max’s shouting rang out through the darkened room. Then Angel couldn’t hold it any longer. Max’s body was responding so beautifully to him that his orgasm ripped through his body like a knife, catching him completely off guard. He pulled his mouth off Max’s cock and buried his face into that thick thatch of hair at the base of his man’s dick and grunted out his orgasm loud and deep, vibrating Max’s cock as well. Angel humped his dick on the mattress, letting his seed soak through the midnight-blue duvet. Max stopped spurting and was panting hard, making Angel’s head rise and fall with the motion.
That’s never happened, I came just because he looked so fucking sexy when he
came. Fuck!

They lay motionless for ten minutes before Angel pulled himself up to Max’s face. He kissed his neck and rubbed the whiskers on his chin over Max’s cheek.

“You taste so good, love,” Angel moaned into Max’s ear.

“Let me taste, Angel.”

“Mmmm, yes.” Angel thrust his tongue deep into Max’s mouth and pushed in all the flavors that he’d just enjoyed.

Max kissed Angel back with a fever he hadn’t shown yet, obviously enjoying the taste of his essence on Angel’s tongue. Their kisses became aggressive, the soft caresses more urgent, and their semierect cocks hardening to the point of madness…again.

“Will you let me make love to you, baby?” Angel’s used his sex-ridden voice.

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Max halted his grinding and stared into Angel’s beautiful face. He knew there was something still missing, even after the most intense orgasm he’d ever experienced, Max knew there was an even greater, almost spiritual way to connect with this man. The question Max had to answer was: was he ready for the connection? He only had to think for a few seconds before coming to his conclusion.

Yes, I am. He is the one for me. He is looking at me the same way I’m looking at
him. I know he loves me already…because I’m in love with him!
Max was suddenly smiling like an idiot at his heart’s revelation.

“Does that mean yes?” Angel purred seductively.

Max brought his legs up to wrap around Angel’s narrow waist. He let Angel’s hair wrap him in a dark cocoon as it cascaded around his face, and he placed both hands on Angel’s cheeks and kissed him gently and slowly, trying desperately to pour his heart and soul into the kiss.

“Angel, I need you to make love to me more than I need my next breath.

It will be my first time making love…do you understand what I’m saying?”

He looked deep into Angel’s eyes, revealing his vulnerability.

“I think I get it, love.”

“Do you trust me, Angel?” He took one calloused thumb and tucked one side of Angel’s hair behind his ear, then stroked his cheek tenderly. His eyes were shining with unshed tears. Max was astonished at how alive he felt for the first time in his life.

“Yes,” Angel replied without hesitation, and with a determination that left Max no room for doubt.