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M through R › Mad Max
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
2,773
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Mad Max, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 14
Come morning, for a moment Max wasn’t sure who was in bed with him, as the person was doing something to him he’d never felt before. Not only was Goose laying low in the bed with his mouth working over Max’s swiftly hardening manhood, he had a lubricated finger pressing directly on the man’s prostate, and Max didn’t know what to do.
The feeling was incredible. He didn’t want Goose to stop, but he was more than a little upset at the same time, angry that he had been tricked while he was sleeping.
“You little bastard,” he growled down at hetweetween groans. “Gonna make you pay for this. Make you pay good.”
His hands never moved to strike Goose or push him away, though, and Goose just smiled up at him with his mouth full while his finger worked hard to make Max squirm. He was very much looking forward to being made to pay.
“Fucker, fucker, fucker, fucker,” Max panted, feeling an intense orgasm coming. He was bearing down on the finger, knowing that it was a large part of the unique pleasure he was feeling, and as much as he hated the idea of it, he had to admit to himself that he was loving it too. It waly aly a finger, right? Not a cock, and he HAD considered it already, so was he really THAT mad at Goose? No, not anymore. How could he stay mad when the man knew just what buttons to push to pleasure him? He couldn’t. But he would damn well find something in his house to redden Goose’s ass with later as a punishment they would both enjoy.
The moment Max’s seed entered him, Goose braved a second finger, and Max bucked so hard in response that he almost flipped Goose right off him. “Enough!” he shouted, and Goose quickly pulled them both out while the man’s organ continued jumping within his mouth.
“Damn, Goose,” Max groaned, his hands stretched out in supplication as the orgasm tapered off. “You do that to your other doms?”
“Yes,” Goose said very quietly, wondering if he goi going to be yelled at. “All the guys I know like it once they try it.”
“I’m not all guys.”
“I know, Max. Sorry. Just ….. just wanted you to see. I’d never …. Not more than that. I swear. I wouldn’t even try.”
“Come here.”
Immediately he crawled up Max’s body and settled himself on the man. “Not mad at me?” he asked into the blue eyes staring into his.
“Nahhhhh,” Max smiled. “But I’m serious. I ain’t bottoming for ya …. EVER. Fingers and mouth are it. I won’t bite ya next time you touch.”
Goose laughed. “A little bite I can live with. I like it.” - YES! Gonna taste you everywhere today! -
“Slut,” he murmured and moved his head up just enough to kiss the man’s chin.
“Only for you.”
“Tricky bitch.” And his lips landed on a cheek.
“Works for me.”
“Tease.” And another kiss was placed on the other cheek.
“You love it.”
“Yes, I do,” Max agreed and pulled Goose’s head down to plant a firm kiss right on the man’s lips. The final act of intimacy was being taken, and Max was determined to enjoy it with a man as much or more so than he had enjoyed it with women. Max was a man that really did like to kiss, and he hoped that Goose did too.
Moving right into it, he didn’t give him even a chance to gasp in surprise. Their lips were locked, Max opened his, and his tongue insistently pushed out, demanding entrance that was eagerly given. Jim Goose was a kisser too.
The hand stayed on the back of Goose’s head as they kissed passionately, the other moving down his body to caress the man’s buttocks, and Goose ground his hips down against Max’s, bringing their first bare flesh contact in that area to them both, as their manhoods finally pressed together with no barrier between them.
“Knees,” Max moaned at the delightful new sensations. He couldn’t believe how fast he had hardened already. Goose brought him to life much quicker than anyone had before, and he was burning with the need to join fully with him again. – Next time I’ll let Goose sit on it, do what he wants, but right I goI gotta see myself slamming into that hot ass of his. Gotta see his body jumping while I ram him hard. –
“Max?” Goose whimpered and buried his face into Max’s neck to say what he wanted, what he needed to say before he happily obeyed the man’s command.
“Whaaaat?” the man sighed at feeling Goose kissing his neck. Now that Goose had finally kissed Max’s lips, the man was reasonably sure he was allowed to kiss other places too.
“I want to tell you something,” he breathed into his ear with a roll of his tongue within. “But I’m afraid.”
“Stop,” Max ordered and grabbed Goose’s head with both hands to hold him still and look up at him closely. “I think I can take anything now, mate. Don’t be afraid of me. Say it.”
“Promise you won’t walk out? Promise we can talk about it if you want to?”
“Of course. Talk about anything you want.”
With a silent prayer to himself, he poured out his heart. “I love you, Max.”
The man’s hands fell from Goose’s face, and for a moment those blue eyes flickered at the safety of the door, considering running. – Loves me? REALLY loves me? No one has since Mom and Pops. I’m not lovable. I’m a volatile asshole around men who only lives to ride the white line. How can Goose love me? –
“Goose, I ahhh …. ahhh…. I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say anything. I just had to tell you. It’s OK if you don’t feel the same way. I still can’t believe we’re even together like this. I don’t expect you to love me too.”
“But that’s just it!” Max cried and searched the man’s eyes. “I’ve loved you ever since that day I couldn’t find you! Thought you were dead and wanted to die too! Just didn’t think I deserved it back with how I acted for so long about all this. All those months. Didn’t think you wanted me for anything more than friendship and …… and .….”
“Your big fat cock?” Goose smiled. – HE LOVES ME! MAX LOVES ME! - “I’ve been in love with you long before I saw you aroused, mate. I think that’s why I finally took that chance in the motel. Thought I could live without knowing, but I couldn’t ….. Had to know. Had to know if we could have something ….. anything.”
“Thank god you did,” Max growled with desire and rolled them over. “I love ya, Jim Goose. Now get on your bloody hands and knees for me.”
“Yes Sir! Goose cried and moved to comply.
The sun streamed into the room’s windows, the day was warming, and Max gazed down at the person he wanted to spend his life with, share his bed with every night. As soon as he could, he’d get Goose to move in with him. There was no reason not to, and then he’d be able to take care of the man without making him feel uncomfortable. They would take care of each other, working, loving and living. Neither would have to be alone during the long nights.
With a grunt he entered his lover from behind, taking him tenderly but also with a force that hinted at what was to come very soon.
Max was gay. Max was dom. Max was home.
END.
© M.Goss
Come morning, for a moment Max wasn’t sure who was in bed with him, as the person was doing something to him he’d never felt before. Not only was Goose laying low in the bed with his mouth working over Max’s swiftly hardening manhood, he had a lubricated finger pressing directly on the man’s prostate, and Max didn’t know what to do.
The feeling was incredible. He didn’t want Goose to stop, but he was more than a little upset at the same time, angry that he had been tricked while he was sleeping.
“You little bastard,” he growled down at hetweetween groans. “Gonna make you pay for this. Make you pay good.”
His hands never moved to strike Goose or push him away, though, and Goose just smiled up at him with his mouth full while his finger worked hard to make Max squirm. He was very much looking forward to being made to pay.
“Fucker, fucker, fucker, fucker,” Max panted, feeling an intense orgasm coming. He was bearing down on the finger, knowing that it was a large part of the unique pleasure he was feeling, and as much as he hated the idea of it, he had to admit to himself that he was loving it too. It waly aly a finger, right? Not a cock, and he HAD considered it already, so was he really THAT mad at Goose? No, not anymore. How could he stay mad when the man knew just what buttons to push to pleasure him? He couldn’t. But he would damn well find something in his house to redden Goose’s ass with later as a punishment they would both enjoy.
The moment Max’s seed entered him, Goose braved a second finger, and Max bucked so hard in response that he almost flipped Goose right off him. “Enough!” he shouted, and Goose quickly pulled them both out while the man’s organ continued jumping within his mouth.
“Damn, Goose,” Max groaned, his hands stretched out in supplication as the orgasm tapered off. “You do that to your other doms?”
“Yes,” Goose said very quietly, wondering if he goi going to be yelled at. “All the guys I know like it once they try it.”
“I’m not all guys.”
“I know, Max. Sorry. Just ….. just wanted you to see. I’d never …. Not more than that. I swear. I wouldn’t even try.”
“Come here.”
Immediately he crawled up Max’s body and settled himself on the man. “Not mad at me?” he asked into the blue eyes staring into his.
“Nahhhhh,” Max smiled. “But I’m serious. I ain’t bottoming for ya …. EVER. Fingers and mouth are it. I won’t bite ya next time you touch.”
Goose laughed. “A little bite I can live with. I like it.” - YES! Gonna taste you everywhere today! -
“Slut,” he murmured and moved his head up just enough to kiss the man’s chin.
“Only for you.”
“Tricky bitch.” And his lips landed on a cheek.
“Works for me.”
“Tease.” And another kiss was placed on the other cheek.
“You love it.”
“Yes, I do,” Max agreed and pulled Goose’s head down to plant a firm kiss right on the man’s lips. The final act of intimacy was being taken, and Max was determined to enjoy it with a man as much or more so than he had enjoyed it with women. Max was a man that really did like to kiss, and he hoped that Goose did too.
Moving right into it, he didn’t give him even a chance to gasp in surprise. Their lips were locked, Max opened his, and his tongue insistently pushed out, demanding entrance that was eagerly given. Jim Goose was a kisser too.
The hand stayed on the back of Goose’s head as they kissed passionately, the other moving down his body to caress the man’s buttocks, and Goose ground his hips down against Max’s, bringing their first bare flesh contact in that area to them both, as their manhoods finally pressed together with no barrier between them.
“Knees,” Max moaned at the delightful new sensations. He couldn’t believe how fast he had hardened already. Goose brought him to life much quicker than anyone had before, and he was burning with the need to join fully with him again. – Next time I’ll let Goose sit on it, do what he wants, but right I goI gotta see myself slamming into that hot ass of his. Gotta see his body jumping while I ram him hard. –
“Max?” Goose whimpered and buried his face into Max’s neck to say what he wanted, what he needed to say before he happily obeyed the man’s command.
“Whaaaat?” the man sighed at feeling Goose kissing his neck. Now that Goose had finally kissed Max’s lips, the man was reasonably sure he was allowed to kiss other places too.
“I want to tell you something,” he breathed into his ear with a roll of his tongue within. “But I’m afraid.”
“Stop,” Max ordered and grabbed Goose’s head with both hands to hold him still and look up at him closely. “I think I can take anything now, mate. Don’t be afraid of me. Say it.”
“Promise you won’t walk out? Promise we can talk about it if you want to?”
“Of course. Talk about anything you want.”
With a silent prayer to himself, he poured out his heart. “I love you, Max.”
The man’s hands fell from Goose’s face, and for a moment those blue eyes flickered at the safety of the door, considering running. – Loves me? REALLY loves me? No one has since Mom and Pops. I’m not lovable. I’m a volatile asshole around men who only lives to ride the white line. How can Goose love me? –
“Goose, I ahhh …. ahhh…. I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say anything. I just had to tell you. It’s OK if you don’t feel the same way. I still can’t believe we’re even together like this. I don’t expect you to love me too.”
“But that’s just it!” Max cried and searched the man’s eyes. “I’ve loved you ever since that day I couldn’t find you! Thought you were dead and wanted to die too! Just didn’t think I deserved it back with how I acted for so long about all this. All those months. Didn’t think you wanted me for anything more than friendship and …… and .….”
“Your big fat cock?” Goose smiled. – HE LOVES ME! MAX LOVES ME! - “I’ve been in love with you long before I saw you aroused, mate. I think that’s why I finally took that chance in the motel. Thought I could live without knowing, but I couldn’t ….. Had to know. Had to know if we could have something ….. anything.”
“Thank god you did,” Max growled with desire and rolled them over. “I love ya, Jim Goose. Now get on your bloody hands and knees for me.”
“Yes Sir! Goose cried and moved to comply.
The sun streamed into the room’s windows, the day was warming, and Max gazed down at the person he wanted to spend his life with, share his bed with every night. As soon as he could, he’d get Goose to move in with him. There was no reason not to, and then he’d be able to take care of the man without making him feel uncomfortable. They would take care of each other, working, loving and living. Neither would have to be alone during the long nights.
With a grunt he entered his lover from behind, taking him tenderly but also with a force that hinted at what was to come very soon.
Max was gay. Max was dom. Max was home.
END.
© M.Goss