Good Guys Don't Date Bad Boys Ch. 17

To his relief, Jonathan smiled and kissed him. "Yeah, it would help," he teased.

But he didn't allow him to say another word as he kissed him more, deep and demanding. Maddox didn't mind having Jonathan on top, but he was too keen on his promise to take the guy from behind.

So he grabbed Jonathan's ass cheeks and squeezed them hard. "Doggy style, babe, right now."

"Babe," Jonathan repeated and snickered like a kid. "Oh, I'm such a babe," he said in a false coquettish voice.

"Okay, hunk, should I call you that?"

Jonathan shrugged. "Call me whatever you like." He let go of Maddox so he could place himself on all fours.

"Yeah, babe," Maddox teased him, "let me see you wiggle that ass."

To his surprise, Jonathan threw him a sultry look and began moving his ass in what looked pretty much like twerking.

"What the hell did you learn at your all-boys school? How come you know how to twerk?"

Jonathan laughed and hid his face in the crook of his elbow. Maddox wasted no more time and placed himself behind him, hands on the naughty buttocks challenging his cock to do something already.

"I didn't learn it there, obviously," Jonathan replied in a whisper. "Just on my own."

Maddox snickered. "Your choice of hobbies is something, Hamilton. No wonder you can drive me crazy with one look."

Okay, so that sounded pretty lame, but it was true. It had been enough for Jonathan to look at him, that first time, and Maddox had felt like he needed to know what the dude's deal was all about. And that had quickly turned into an overwhelming attraction that he didn't even struggle to fight anymore. He had gotten the boy where he wanted him, on all fours, presenting his ass, ready to surrender.

The first time had been mind-blowing, but right now, Maddox wanted to make it count and pay attention to everything because Jonathan deserved all of it.

"Are you going to put it in already?" Jonathan stopped his train of thought. His voice was a tiny bit strained, and only then Maddox realized that he had been pressing his thumb inside the pretty hole, teasing it for a while now. He had come so much that there was still plenty of his cum in there.

That was a most satisfying thought. "Just look at your ass swallowing my meat," he said with unhindered wonder in his voice as he began to push inside.

"I can't really look, so stop torturing me," Jonathan complained in a breathless voice. "I thought it would feel smaller the second time," he added. "Or that my ass wouldn't be so tight anymore."

Slipping inside was easier, but otherwise, Jonathan was right. His ass was still deliciously tight, massaging Maddox's cock along its length, and it was pure pleasure just to go in and out and enjoy the friction. With this guy, everything felt like conquering new territories, and Maddox didn't mind being the victor at all. He moved his hands, pressing against the firm ass cheeks, pulling them slightly apart so that he could enjoy that sight more. With satisfaction, he touched the rim of Jonathan's hole, now tenderer and slightly puffy. No wonder there, Jonathan was right that his ass was feeling it and would feel it later, too.

There was no better reward than that. He had put his mark on this person, something that they wouldn't forget forever. And in a way, it was a story of firsts for the both of them. For Jonathan, things were clear. No matter what the Asshole had meant to him, Maddox was his first man, his first proper fuck, and there was no way around it. As for Maddox, it was his first time with a boy, and again, the first time doing it raw, and it felt like it meant more than just the kinkiness of it should have.

Between them, there now existed a sort of intimacy that neither had shared with anyone else before in their lives. No way could this be just a hookup, Maddox decided. He was bent on getting Jonathan on his back, all fours, sides, or whatever, plenty of more times. With low grunts, he pushed himself inside the welcoming hole, making Jonathan gasp and moan with each thrust.

With girls, he had been considerate, not ever going full in, their slim bodies too fragile in his mind to be as hard as he wanted. But Jonathan's muscles were supple under his fingers and hard, and a new sense of satisfaction grew inside him as he realized that, just as Rusty had said, this dude could take it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he groaned as his body slammed hard against the other's. "Jonathan, can you feel me?"

"To the back of my throat," Jonathan said back in a strained voice.

Fuck. He was too rough. He needed to slow down.

"Harder," Jonathan pleaded with him.

He could tell that the other was rubbing his cock, supporting his weight on just one arm. Sweat was pooling at the small of his back, and Maddox was in love with the sight.

"Faster," Jonathan ordered, his voice more urgent.

Maddox dug his fingers into the sturdy hips and began moving with complete abandon. His cock was in fucking anal heaven, enjoying going so deep and fast and hard. He heard Jonathan grunting and moaning and felt the walls of muscles around his cock pulling close, a sign that the other was surely coming from all that hammering.

He couldn't keep from coming now if it killed him. It was the best fuck of his life, without a doubt. He held Jonathan's ass impaled on his cock as he came and came, filling that freaking awesome opening with more of him until he felt like he couldn't go any higher.

His cum came gushing out of Jonathan's ass the moment he let go. "Fuck me," he whispered and laughed.

"Maybe another time," Jonathan teased him and collapsed on his belly.

"Nice try, bottom boy," Maddox teased back and slapped the gorgeous ass in front of him playfully.

Jonathan was breathing hard and said nothing, probably too tired to get into any argument, no matter how superficial. Maddox stretched out by his side and threw a possessive arm over his body.

"Jonathan," he said in a much more serious voice, "that was amazing, for real."

The amber eyes searched his face. "I'm glad you liked it," came the whispered reply.

"What about you?" Maddox asked.

"Do you really need to ask?"

"Yeah, I do."

Jonathan examined him again for any signs of teasing. "I'm at a loss for words. I was expecting to hurt more, to be more uncomfortable, you know? But I guess you know your thing."

His thing. Like in being an experienced fuckboy. Maddox hadn't any idea why that bothered him.

"It's not like I've fucked other dudes before you."

Jonathan scooted closer and kissed him sweetly. "And I'm so happy you haven't."

No matter how clumsy both of them were, that was simply the truth. That they were both happy to be each other's first.

TBC