Just So You Know (boyxboy)

two

[ Max ]

With lips cherry red and sweet with fruit punch mixed with alcohol, I tried to draw back from my state of lust that had overcome me. Nate had pulled me over him, forcing me to straddle him, his right hand holding my back, his left hand wound itself into my hair.

I moaned as our erections rubbed through the barriers; his boxer-briefs and my jeans.

"Take them off." He tugged at my belt.
In the back of my mind, I knew this was completely wrong. Nate and I had a completely platonic relationship and what was happening here and now...wasn't platonic at all. But thinking clearly wasn't in my mind's eye at all this moment.

Right here, right now was.

Nathan grinned as he groped my crotch, forcing me to inhale a deep breath. "Take them off." He urged again.

And this time, I did. I undid my belt and my jeans, slipping them around my ankles and off.

"Those too." He went for boxer-briefs.

"Nathan—"

There was no use arguing with a drunk Nate or with a sober Nate.

Or any kinda Nate for that matter.

He went for my underwear again. "C'mon, Maxey," He whispered seductively.

My body shivered and I felt them come down, my hands hurried to cover my semi-hard cock.

"Don't hide your body from me, Maxey." He brushed his hand over my thigh.

I gulped, moving my hands away. Nathan took them into his and set them on his chest. His heart thumped under his skin and beat under my palm. Nate almost looked and sounded sober but I knew him better than that. I wouldn't be sitting over him, cock out if he was sober. Then again, I never thought I'd be put in this position while he was drunk, either.

But here I was.

Here he was.

Here we were.

"You're really warm." Nate caressed my thigh.

"So are you." His heart still beat rapidly.

I leaned my face down close to his, my lips barely even making contact with his. Nathan cupped my face and kissed me properly.

"Do you even know what's going on?" I whispered.

"Of course I do." He insisted.

Liar.

Alcohol was heavy on his breath but the fruit punch made it bearable. He swept his tongue across my bottom lip and the passion just seemed to grow. Up until that point, I was an everything virgin.

He kissed my neck, straight over my jugular and I wanted him to take me right there.

"Nathan," I hissed as his lips tantalized my over sensitive skin.

"Maxwell," His fingers traced down my spine and down to my ass.

I sucked in a breath, never again would I say these words. Never again would I be so selfish. "I want you."

Nate took a second to comprehend but grinned, the alcohol most likely delaying his reactions.

"Wait, what are you doing?" I asked as I watched him put two fingers in his mouth, he pulled them back out so that they were covered in saliva.

I had been laying with my back on the bed, my arms supporting me but allowing Nathan access. "Just trust me, Maxwell." The first finger rubbed against my hole and I quivered, the new sensation making me almost uncomfortable.