He lowered his lips to kiss the space between Edgar's mousse-covered pecs, then moved to the left one, licking around it like an ice cream cone. When he reached the peak, he took his time, tongue darting out in quick flicks. Edgar sighed, enjoying the sensation; he was utterly unprepared when Maddi locked onto his nip, sucking like there was no tomorrow.
"Umph!" he raised his head to look just as Maddi switched from sucking to nibbling. "Oh, whoa!" he gasped and grabbed Maddi by the back of the head urging him to continue. Maddi began alternating between gentle nibbles and sharp, quick bites, each time getting small gasps in response.
Finally, he kissed his way over to Edgar's right pec and repeated the process, getting even more of a response from Edgar as the man's arousal grew. When he was done there, he drew a line of mousse down to Edgar's crotch. Edgar smiled in anticipation as Maddi slowly worked his way down. He was again surprised when Maddi upended the bowl, pouring the rest of the vanilla-bean mousse onto his rock-hard cock; laughing as it ran down to cover the man's low-hangers. "What the...!" Edgar exclaimed.
"Lie back and enjoy," Maddi said, spreading Edgar's legs and tongue-bathing his sack.
"Holy fuck!" Edgar gasped as Maddi rolled each testicle in his mouth, raising them out of the way to reach the little bit of mousse that ran beneath. He moved up to Edgar's cock, holding it like an ice cream cone, licking from the base up to the tip, humming as he did so. Edgar gripped the sheets when Maddi swallowed him, burying his nose in Edgar's pubes.
He was about to tell Maddi to stop, that he was on the brink, when Maddi released him. He looked up at Edgar, licking mousse off his lips. "Not yet, sexy," he said. "I want you inside me again."
"Give me a minute, Maddi," Edgar said. "I'm so close, if you breathe on me, I'm gonna blow! You give amazing head!"
"Why, thank you!" Maddi grinned. "They say 'practice makes perfect' and I've always enjoyed my work."
"Practice? Hell, you've raised it to an art form! Edgar laughed. He looked at Maddi and shook his rod suggestively. "Ride?" he asked.
"No, not this time," Maddi replied, stretching out on his stomach beside Edgar. I want you to do me."
"I think I can manage that," Edgar chuckled. He leaned over and kissed Maddi deeply, then shifted such that he straddled Maddi, his slick cock resting on the young man's perfect ass.
Maddi raised his hips slightly, giving Edgar better access to his tight hole. Edgar took his throbbing cock in one hand and spread Maddi's cheeks with the other. The young man gasped as he felt the tip of Edgar's cock rubbing against his muscular ring. "Mmmm... That feels so fucking good, Edgar! Fuck me, please..."
Edgar smiled. "Here it comes, Maddi," he said, popping his mushroom head through Maddi's tight hole. "Oh man, are you tight!"
"Unh!" Maddi moaned as Edgar pulled back a little before pushing in again. He squeezed Edgar's cock with his hot ass and said, "How's that? You like?"
"Hell yeah!" Edgar replied, still gently stroking in and out of Maddi's hole with the first couple inches of his hard-on. "Do you like?"
"Mmm-hmm," Maddi pushed his ass back. "More, please."
Edgar chuckled. "Greedy, aren't you? 'Just the tip' not enough?"
"Fuck no!" Maddi cried in frustration. "I'm so hot for you right now, just ram it in!"
"Your wish is my command," Edgar said and sank down on top of Maddi, driving his rod deep inside the young man's ass in one stroke.
"Ahhhh!" Maddi gasped, "Yeah! Like that! Pound my ass! Fill me up with that big dick!"
Edgar rested his chest against Maddi's back, slowly nibbling on one of his ears. He wrapped his arms around Maddi and began long, deep strokes that ended with his balls slapping Maddi's ass. Maddi reached up to run a hand through Edgar's hair, working the other under his body to grasp his cock. "Oh. Ugh. Just... like... that!" Maddi ground out as Edgar's thrusts sped up.
"Oh fuck! Maddi your ass is so hot, I'm not gonna last much longer!" Edgar panted in Maddi's ear.
"Do it, Edgar!" Maddi moaned. "Give it to me; I'm about to go myself!"
At those words, Edgar lost control, slamming into Maddi faster and harder, urged on by the boy's gasps and moans. He could feel Maddi stroking his own cock, his tight sheath gripping Edgar's pole spasmodically the closer he was to his own orgasm.
"Fuck! Yeah! Ugh! Maddi, I'm going! Take it, baby! Take my load!" Edgar yelled as he pumped his hot cum deep inside Maddi.
"Yeeeaaaahhh!" Maddi practically screamed. "Fuck yes! I'm... coming!" His hole tightened on Edgar's cock sending the other man into further spasms. The harder Edgar thrust into him, the more Maddi came.
Maddi collapsed, pulling his cum-covered hand out from under his body and Edgar slumped over him, both completely spent. The sweat-slicked pair twitched and moaned as occasional jolts of pleasure shot through them.
CHAPTER 16
The bedroom was quiet, the HC having long finished Maddi's playlist. Edgar and Maddi lay, Maddi's left leg across Edgar's right, both men breathing heavily. Two empty mousse bowls lay on their sides on the bed, the spoons lost to the floor. Fingers entwined, they looked at each other, faces flushed, speech not even a remote possibility.
They remained that way for a long while, until Edgar grunted and released Maddi's hand. "I have to piss," he said. Maddi moved his leg and Edgar reluctantly got out of bed.
"I have to go, too," Maddi said, pulling himself out of bed. He headed toward the bedroom door, intent on using the guest bathroom.
"Wait!" Edgar called. "Why don't you join me? Unless you're pee shy," he added.
"Join you?" Maddi questioned.
"Sure," Edgar answered. "Haven't you ever crossed streams?" He fought hard not to make a Ghostbusters reference.
"Uh, no, actually, I haven't," Maddi said. "But there's a first time for everything," he said, cheerily and headed for Edgar's bathroom. "Speaking of sweet asses..." he said, alluding to their earlier conversation, "David wouldn't weep after seeing yours, he'd throw himself off the Pons Aelius into the river Tiber."
Edgar paused mid-step and turned to Maddi. "You know Rome?" he asked.
"Oh sure!" Maddie replied, gently turning Edgar in the direction of the bathroom. "But if we don't go, we'll be discussing the River Maddox."
"Oh, I'd like to discuss the River Maddox someday; I'm given to understand it's very warm. Today isn't that day, though," Edgar said. "You're just full of surprises, Maddox Bristow. A world traveler, too?"
"Guilty as charged on both counts," Maddi said. "The second count is largely due to parents who thought that life was the best classroom. We traveled a lot and my father was my tutor. I love Rome, so much history! And the architecture is amazing. Speaking of surprises, 'discussing the River Maddox?' Care to elaborate?"
At this point, the box covering the toilet was gone and they stood side-by-side in front of the bowl. True to his word, Maddi began going immediately, his sigh showing the relief he felt. Edgar wasn't far behind; the two streams joined like branches of a river flowing to the sea.
"Well," Edgar started, "I just meant that there are many pleasures of the flesh that can be fun when explored. However, I feel it fair to point out that I do draw the line at scat, blood and extreme pain. Some things just don't turn me on; admittedly, there aren't many, but you get the idea. Of course, I'm very respectful of people's limits and not so committed to any particular fetish that I can't be happy without it," he finished speaking as both he and Maddi finished relieving their bladders. A couple quick shakes later and the two were at the sink.
"I have to admit, I'm intrigued," Maddi said. "I'm definitely open to that particular exploration. I'm also quite open to a quick shower. I'm sticky all over and not just from the usual suspect."
"Sounds good to me," Edgar said. "Both the exploration and the shower. I'm sticky and itchy and the two don't make for a good night's sleep."
"Works for me," Maddi said. He turned and hugged Edgar, their naked bodies temporarily stuck together by dessert and the aftermath of hot sex. Whe
n they finally separated, Edgar was the first to enter the shower, Maddi close behind.
"So David would kill himself over my ass?" Edgar asked Maddi as the jets came to life, spraying them with hot water.
"Indeed, he would," Maddi said. "And rightly so, if I may say so."
"You may and thank you," Edgar replied, soaking his hair. "If that's the case, I can't imagine what he'd do over yours, but it'd be a whole lot more than just weeping. Not only is it amazingly hot, but it's the sweetest ass I've ever eaten and no, not just because of the mousse."
"Thank you, you're a gentleman and an excellent lover," Maddi said. "Well, I suppose if the poor thing wasn't going to weep, and only commits suicide over your ass, then I can only guess that he might kill Michelangelo for not making his more like mine. If, of course, that's not too conceited."
"Not at all," Edgar answered, lathering Maddi's chest and moving down his torso. "It can't be conceited if it's true and I say it's axiomatic."
"I can't find a logical means of refuting your argument," Maddi said, jokingly. "As much as I'm enjoying it, you'd better let me take over with the washing unless you want to go again."
Edgar's cock twitched at the mere suggestion. "Are you serious?" he asked Maddi.
Maddi's response was grabbing his swelling cock and wagging it at Edgar. "I can, can you?" he asked.
"In a heartbeat," Edgar answered, feeling his cock lengthen and harden. He poked it at Maddi's stomach to prove the point.
Maddi grinned lasciviously and took hold of Edgar's soaped up erection. Edgar gasped as Maddi's hand gripped him firmly and slid up and down his now fully hard cock. "Then let's rinse of this soap and put these," he grabbed his own rock hard cock, "to good use. I believe I remember you saying that you wanted to be ridden hard and put away wet?" The gleam in Maddi's eyes and the tone of his voice, in addition to his continued manipulation of Edgar's cock made the taller man gasp again and squirm free of Maddi's grip.
"You're so fucking on, man! I almost went just now, thinking about your cock pounding up my hole; let's get to it!" Edgar panted.
Maddi quickly released his hold on his own cock, closing his eyes and moaning. "I just about blew, myself," he said. "Not here, though. I want you spread-eagle on your stomach when I fuck you."
The two men rinsed off quickly, their throbbing cocks bouncing with every movement. As the exited the shower, Maddi moved to grab a towel and Edgar stopped him. "Un uh," he said, starting for the bedroom with Maddi firmly in tow. "The sheets need changed from all the mousse; a little water sure the hell isn't gonna hurt 'em and I want your fuckin' cock in me now!"
"Fine by me," Maddi replied and suddenly Edgar found himself being propelled forcefully toward the bed. His entire body thrilled at this and a long rope of pre-cum descended from his drooling cock to the carpet below. "Now get up there and spread those fuckin' legs, man! I'm rammin' this dick home!"
Edgar moaned and quickly complied, reaching back and spreading his muscular cheeks, exposing his tight, pink hole for Maddi's assault. Maddi slapped his hard cock against Edgar's ass and said, "Are you ready for this? You want my fuckin' dick up your ass, man?"
Feeling Maddi poking and rubbing the slick head of his cock against his ass and hearing him take charge caused Edgar to groan into sheets. "Yeah, man! Fuck me, fuck me now!"
There was a sharp crack as Maddi smacked Edgar's cheeks with both hands. "You better hope you're ready, cause here it comes!" Maddi growled, leaning into Edgar's spread cheeks. Both men cried out as Edgar's tight hole snapped around Maddi's hard-on. "We're not playing 'just the tip' this time," Maddi hissed and sank his cock to the hilt in Edgar's ass. Edgar bucked back against the anal assault, grinding himself against Maddi's hips and whimpering.
Maddi slapped his ass again and began pistoning in and out of Edgar hard and fast. Each inward thrust brought a gasp from Edgar. "You like that, huh? You like being fucked hard? Take my cock," he said and smacked Edgar's ass again. "Tighten up that hole! Milk my fuckin' dick!" Edgar thrilled at how rough and verbal Maddi was as a top and squeezed his muscles, doing as ordered.
"Fuck yeah!" Maddi yelled. "You wanna take my load up your ass or down your throat?"
"Ungh! Up... Ahhh! My... Ohh! Ass!" Edgar panted.
"Get ready, then, 'cause I'm close!"
"Me, too," Edgar moaned, his fist a blur on his cock.
"You go first," Maddi ordered. "I want to feel your ass clench on my cock while you shoot."
Edgar couldn't speak as his orgasm hit. He bucked hard against Maddi's cock, his ass spasming around the hard invader, as he shot string after string of hot jizz on the sheets.
"Aw, fuuuuck!" Maddi gasped as he blew his huge wad up Edgar's ass. He kept pounding even after he was done shooting as Edgar whimpered and panted beneath him. Finally, he let himself fall forward onto Edgars back.
CHAPTER 17
After they both came, Maddi stayed atop Edgar, still-hard cock buried deep in Edgar's ass. Edgar loved the feeling of being filled; he also enjoyed being covered by Maddi's body. Once their breathing steadied, he said, "Damn, Maddi; you really can give as good as you get! That was an awesome fuck!"
"I aim to please, Edgar," Maddi replied. "You're a damn good bottom, too. So friggin' tight," at this, Edgar clenched his ass, squeezing the last drops of cum out of Maddi's now softening cock.
"Shiiit!" Maddi gasped. "That felt so fucking good! Keep it up and we're never gonna get any sleep."
"Seriously?" Edgar asked, somewhat surprised.
"The last time you asked that is what got us here, handsome. Face it, I'm 19; essentially, I am one big hard-on just waiting to happen. Yes, given a little time, I could drill you again. Want me to prove it?"
Edgar was silent. Part of him was tired and just wanted to sleep, Maddi in his arms. The other part was extremely tempted to tease Maddi into fucking him again. When it came to sex, that part typically won and this time was no exception. He clenched hard and bucked his ass and Maddi responded with a moan, rearing up in almost a cobra pose, his hands on Edgar's upper back. He ground his hips against Edgar's ass, causing Edgar to grunt and groan.
Maddi moved so that he straddled Edgar and grabbed the man's left ass cheek in a firm grip, slapping the right one a few times. The crack of the slaps joined the thunder of the storm raging outside and minutes later, Maddi's cock began to harden again, signaling the start of a storm of lust inside.
Edgar began rhythmically squeezing Maddi's cock in his cum-filled ass. Maddi growled deep in his throat and started grinding his hips against Edgar. "Yeah, that's it," he said. "Milk it like that, baby." Maddi's cock was fully hard again and he eased out of Edgar's tight ass until just the head was still inside it. He slowly rocked back and forth, massaging the walls of Edgar's ass with half the length of his hard-on.
"Mmmmmm..." Edgar moaned. "That's so good."
"I'm glad you like it," Maddi growled in Edgar's ear, sinking himself deep in Edgar's tight ass. He stretched out atop Edgar and began thrusting deep and hard, his balls slapping Edgar's with every thrust, grinding Edgar's cock into the mattress.
Edgar gasped each time Maddi's cock hit home deep in his ass. The friction on his own hard-on was the perfect amount to drive him toward another orgasm. Maddi's pace quickened, his thrusts and breathing both harder. Edgar was teetering on the brink when Maddi rose up, grabbed his hips and pulled him into a kneeling position. The change brought Edgar back from the edge, but allowed Maddi freedom to thrust even harder.
"Ungh, damn it!" Maddi cried out, pounding even faster. Edgar moved to jerk himself off, but Maddi beat him to it, giving him a reach-around in perfect time to his thrusts. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Maddi hollered as his orgasm hit. Edgar added his own gasps as Maddi's hand took him over the edge. His load, smaller than before, added to the puddle beneath him.
Afterward, Maddi pulled out of Edgar's well-fucked ass and collapsed backward on the bed, panting and covered in sweat. Edgar fell forward, unable to support his own weight. He lay t
here in a puddle of cum, his whole body tingling with pleasure. Neither spoke for some time. Edgar, with a wicked grin that Maddi couldn't see, asked, "Again?" and slowly wiggled his sweat-slick ass.
"For real?" Maddi said. "I may be a walking hard-on, but even I have limits. Unfortunately. Believe me, Edgar, it's not for lack of want."
"I know," Edgar replied. "Same here. I was just teasing you. The spirit may be willing, but the flesh just can't manage it."
Maddi laughed. "However, when we wake up..." he left the implication hanging. "On second thought, it's my turn next. I want that fucking rod hard and fast, just like I gave it to you."
Much to Edgar's surprise, his cock twitched at the thought of riding Maddi hard. Maybe the flesh wasn't completely down for the count after all. Then, as the endorphins started to fade and he began coming down from cumming hard, he felt the full-body exhaustion of one who'd had very satisfying sex. It seemed the spirit was joining the flesh in its surrender to sleep.
"I look forward to it, Maddi," he said. "Now, however, I think we need to clean up and get some sleep. I can barely keep my eyes open."
"Me, too," Maddi responded. "I need at least a quick rinse in the shower."
"My thoughts exactly," Edgar agreed. "I need to change the sheets, too. The bed is big, but so is the wet spot."
"Agreed," Maddi said. "Tell you what, I'll go load the dishwasher while you change the sheets; it's only fair. Then we don't have to face it in the morning. But first, that shower."
"You've got a deal," Edgar said. "Since you're settling into my kitchen so well, does that mean you're cooking breakfast tomorrow?" he teased.
Maddi laughed and said, "Not a chance! I'm a great assistant and clean-up guy, but I can't cook to save my life. If you want underdone eggs and overdone bacon with coffee so bad it'll strip the enamel off your teeth, then I'm your man. If you actually want edible food, someone else had better cook."
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