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@maxwellmanorsrp
“Mmm- true. We could remedy that. Maybe a proper date with our clothes on sometime? Something casual? Honestly, I just can’t seem to help myself.”
“No pressure on your end, amore,” Max purred. “I’d be sad if it wasn’t something you wanted but I’ll confess quite readily that I do- many times.” Max blushed. “I’m sorry. Come then and just sit closely to me.”
“Hey, I just want you oh yeah to feel good-” Max purred as he started to sink into Max deeper. Before he knew it, he was over half in and didn’t feel compelled to stop. Eric was taking it very well.
“How about amore?” Max purred, letting Eric squeeze his hand. His hand was strong enough to take it. Eric was so good at taking it that Max could imagine asking him to come back many times.
“I didn’t say that, it’s just not on my top ten list of things I’m worried about- even at the moment-” Max admitted.
Ah, a were. That explains it.
“I was trying to keep you from being uncomfortable. I find you attractive but some males aren’t interested or are uncomfortable finding me attractive, so a little levity helps,” Max said, tilting back his head slightly so water could run through his hair. “Attractiveness doesn’t always lead to anything, though,” he said as an afterthought.
“Some people find my scent pleasant,” Max shrugged, not bothered by the idea. He thought it was washing off a little in the water but he knew soap would help. Putting his hand on the soap dispenser, he realized the one nearest to him was out.
“Mmm- yes. It’s quite nice. I have room for my books and a nice view. And soap, which apparently this dispenser does not have.”
“Startling- a revelation- but that might not be a bad thing,” Max replied.
“I’m just trying to figure out what you want to express,” Max smirked. “I teach. This is just me doing what I do best. Bad?” Max quirked his brow. Could Tommy do better description wise?
“Why is that obvious? Some weres like it here, they’ve told me themselves. You’ll have freedom, at some point. Adopted weres are quite free, most of the time. Do you consider yourself a human people or are there human peoples and were peoples to you?”
“I’m not a narcassist. Not at all,” Max teased, purring and loving this so much. Of course he was a narcassist. But it was more fun to deny.
“If I’m lying, I’m dying. You deserve to have someone with flesh and blood sinking deep into your hole and filling you, thrusting for both your satisfactions,” he said softly.
“It’s a good trainer, if that’s what you want-” Max said, watching Gabe look at his cock. His own fingers worked on sliding Gabe out of his own pants, desperately wanting to turn the man around and play with the ass. But he was polite so he didn’t say that right away. He wanted to see what Gabe really wanted.
Max groaned slightly at the fleeting touches on his own cock.
“Well, umm, I don’t have ridges quite like that,” Max said, taking the dildo and comparing them side by side. And I don’t curve up naturally but I can if I’m fucking in the right position. I don’t know- it’s- different-” his brain said. “I don’t feel threatened. Just intrigued. Maybe you should inspect the two a little closer-” he said, smirking and not moving the dildo away from his hardening member.
@Johnathan
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“That sounds- complicated. Why don’t I just fuck you into the mattress once and then see how I feel? Have you been fucked before? You look a little young to have as much experience as I prefer.”
That did not mean he wouldn’t fuck him. Definitely not.
“More fun positions? My, aren’t you adventurous. But how tight are you? How much can you take, hmm?” he asked, one hand moved behind Ryker to squeeze one of his cheeks hard.
“Not if you agree with the definition. An altruist most simply just believes that people deserve simple, good things without questioning it,” Max shrugged.
“You don’t think you’re hot? Well that’s a pity,” Max said, taking the nozzle a couple down from Isaac so they could shower and talk if the other wished. Max had nothing to be ashamed of and honestly they were probably the only two that were going to use the locker room today. “Most atheists are altruists, but definitely not the same thing,” he noted.
“Yeah, definitely. I didn’t want to wait until I got home. Though the water at the Villa is definitely better in terms of consistency,” he said as he turned the spray on and felt the cool rivulets. It wasn’t bad, it just wouldn’t win awards anytime soon.
He got under the spray, enjoying the way it cascaded down his body. He rubbed his hands over his skin, humming just under his breath.
“Oh yes, I’m sure I could pound your hole all day long,” Maxwell purred, letting Ryker kiss his jaw but still not returning the kiss. Not yet. A little longer.
“Did you really want to cuddle or did you just want to get on all fours for me? And be honest now.”
Max chuckled. “You must be an altruist. People don’t care about others, not really.” His shoulder had relaxed enough that he could stand and wind it backwards. It let out a little crack and he sighed with happiness.
“That’s better.” He leaned against his locker, getting out of his socks and shoes. “Only the hot ones. Not really, just joking. You just happen to be in my line of sight. Sorry if I offend,” Max offered in a way of apology before slipping out of his mesh shorts and revealing his thick yet soft cock. He rummaged for his towel so that he could join the man in waiting for hot water and closed his locker with a soft metallic clang.
“That’s true. But unfortunately for you I’m not super tired at the moment. Of course, there are remedies to that- I suppose. If you were to make me a little more tired,” Max smirked. He didn’t return the touch, just watching what the other did.
“Oh no. A narcissist is really just the world’s pushiest bottom. Not so attractive, unfortunately for them,” Max chuckled.
Max took the groan and the leaning as permission and he took the bait- wanting to work out what Gabe desired and how he could give it to him. He was calculating and yet so needy. His hands didn’t stop on the man’s hips, thumbs kneading into the area just above the pubes, hoping to brush the man’s cock without being so deliberate.
“You deserve better than a dildo,” Max whispered. “And I can give it to you- thick and hot and hard. Just the way you like it, I’d imagine.”
“Eleven inches, just shy of your dragon member. Maybe you want to compare? I’m not fully hard yet,” he grinned, he was twitching in at a little over ten but once he was fully grown he’d be thick and eleven thought cut. He didn’t know if the dragon dildo had skin on it or not.
“We could do a side by side maybe?” he said, wiggling his brows.
“One night stands are fine, I’ll admit but regularity is a great thing too. Getting to know what someone really likes rather than just being a mammoth for them once.” Even though Eric couldn’t see it, Max couldn’t stop grinning.
“I know, and I thought about calling you but honestly I’d rather just have you hear. Every now and then. No pressure. Whatever you really want,” Max admitted.
“And he loves that ass you’ve got,” Max complimented, letting his hand glide across the lap. “Please Eric- need you-” Maxwell begged, wanting to pull the man down to his lap and give him the pleasure of angels.
“You like that Eric? Like me inside of you? Mmm- you’re so needy, aren’t you? I like that- ooh- yeah know how to take those fingers don’t you,” Max purred, not really needing an answer unless Eric wanted to give one.
“Fuck- need to be inside you right now-” he confessed, trailing his fingers out of Eric’s hole and replacing his head at the entrance. “You like how big I feel? How hard you’ve gotten me?”
He pushed in slowly, getting the head and the first inch in deftly. “Hold on baby, you can do it-” he said, sliding his hand forward so his fingers intertwined slightly with Eric’s so Eric could grip the hand if need.
“I’m glad. It seems I find you irresistible, even when I’m not tied up,” Max smirked, making sure to nip on the shoulder a little harder than he would with a brand new lover normally.
“You were so hot begging for my cum,” Max purred, the memory of it causing his cock to twitch and his hands to rooam over Tony’s soaped up lower half.
“Do you want to soap me up?” Max asked. “or should I get your back first, handsome?”