An Unforgettable Summer (Good Guys Don't Date Bad Boys Bonus Story, Patreon Exclusive) - Ch. 2 (Patreon)

Chapter One 

Chapter Two – I Only Have Eyes For You

“You must be so kidding me.”

Jonathan squinted as he looked up at Maddox, standing in the sun, hands on his hips, his swimming trunks hanging low, and giving just a hint of beautiful south of the border delights. He grinned and gave his boyfriend a suggestive once-over. “What?” he asked as he pretended complete innocence, while resting the book he had been reading against his chin.

Maddox pouted. “You didn’t drag me on this trip just so that you can read. And what’s that?” It was his turn to squint while trying to read the title.

“We’re on the French Riviera. I’d say it’s very apropos.”

Maddox groaned. “It’s depressing. That’s what it is.”

“It’s a front,” Jonathan retorted and closed the book. He placed it by his side and pushed himself up.

Maddox watched him carefully. “We’re at the beach.”

Jonathan turned his head to observe their parents who didn’t mind just soaking in the sun while making light conversation. They were at a good distance from them, far enough to not let their words be carried by the slight breeze. “Yes, we are, but my plan,” he said and leaned in, to whisper in Maddox’s ear, “is to make them think that we’re bored out of our minds. Then, I will suggest that maybe we should head over to Greece before them, just because.”

“So, is that why we’re not having fun right now?”

“Exactly. I know for a fact that my mother would never abandon France a moment sooner than needed, so she won’t have anything to say about that.”

“All right,” Maddox admitted, albeit reluctantly. “At least, I thought I’d see you in a pair of cute, tiny speedos.”

Jonathan chuckled, triggering a slight shiver from Maddox. Delighted by the effect he had on his boyfriend, he placed a casual hand on Maddox’s hip. “You’ll get to see me without anything on. How about that?”

“Like you promised,” Maddox whispered back.

“Exactly. And Greece is far enough away from our parents that we won’t feel the eye of Sauron on our backs.”

“Do you think it will work? Our plan to get away?”

“Your mom is already in love with France. I sincerely think that our dads will not argue with their better halves, so I believe we’re set. And I’m going to give this book to my mom. It’s her favorite, and once she gets started on it, she forgets all about other things. You know, like us.”

Decorum was important for the Hamiltons, and that was the main reason he had kept his hands away from Maddox for the first two days of their trip. They even had singles, just so that they didn’t disturb the order of things. Jonathan was well aware that his parents needed to be handled with care to get what he wanted from them. And presenting himself and Maddox as masters of self-restraint was part of that plan.

“Now, watch the master in action,” he told Maddox as he picked up the book and began walking toward his parents.

***

Maddox had little idea about what Jonathan had done to get his mom agree so fast to their going to Greece before the rest of them, but it had worked and that was what mattered. What he had expected somewhat less was for Jonathan to be so on board with a backpacking adventure. Given how in style the Hamiltons loved to travel, selecting only the best hotels and amenities, that was a nice surprise.

But it was so cool to walk by his boyfriend’s side, with backpacks on their backs, and the world as their oyster.

“You’re staring at me,” Jonathan pointed out. “And you are very conspicuously silent.”

“You know I only have eyes for you,” Maddox said and laughed. “I didn’t think you’d agree so fast to rough it.”

“Rough it?”

“You know, I thought we’d go to a swanky hotel the moment we set foot here.”

“Well, that’s going to be later. You can’t go wild backpacking in Greece.”

“Wild, huh? Do you plan on getting really wild?”

“Let’s say that I don’t mind roughing it, as you say, until the sun goes down. After that, I’d rather not have sand stuck in my crack the moment I wake up.”

Maddox burst into laughter. “You said crack.”

“And? You like it when I talk dirty.”

“Yeah, totally. And I also like your crack very much.”

Jonathan gave him a suggestive wink. Oh, fuck, the way his lips quirked into a smile reminded Maddox of the other amazing things Jonathan knew how to do with the same said lips. For guys in their twenties, going several days without any action must count as months, Maddox pondered without feeling too philosophical about the whole thing. His shorts felt really tight when he risked as little as a look in Jonathan’s direction. The French sun had already given his boyfriend a healthy glow, and those amber eyes were calling to him more strongly than ever.

“What are you thinking about?” Jonathan asked and gave him a look as if he knew the answer but wanted to tease him anyway.

“About how much I want your lips wrapped tightly around my cock,” Maddox admitted without hiding a thing.

Jonathan let out a short sound which went straight to Maddox’s neglected cock. Was that a whimper? A gasp? A moan? At least, both of them felt the same.

“Hey, do you think your folks are going to be pissed at us for taking off like this?” he asked, changing the subject.

They were walking toward a beach and sand was already getting in their sandals. It felt hot and good.

“No. The moment I dropped Tender Is the Night in my mom’s lap, the deal was sealed. I’m sorry about throwing your mom under the bus, though. She’s going to hear an entire lecture on that book, and I’m not sure that was how she imagined this vacation.”

“I overheard them talking about going to Paris, and my mom sounded like really excited. So, I think it’s all good.”

“Did you want to go, too? To Paris?”

“Nah. I mean, we can go another time, just the two of us,” Maddox said. “Our moms are getting along, don’t you think?”

“I think there’s a part of my mom I haven’t seen before since she’s been in your mom’s company. You know, like she found a real friend.”

“That’s what we’re good at,” Maddox boasted. “The Kingsleys know how to be great friends to people.”

“Indeed. I’m not sure how your dad feels about golfing, though. My dad might drag him to all kinds of places.”

“He’s down for any experience. And he’d probably strike a deal and have yours go with him to some soccer game in Italy. Sorry, calcio.”

“You’re picking things up fast.”

“You know me.”

“Yeah, I do,” Jonathan admitted. “Let’s see how you take to this.”

Maddox didn’t have time to ask Jonathan what he meant by that, because what appeared in front of his eyes was enough to explain. “It’s one of those nudie beaches!” he exclaimed.

That wasn’t all. It looked like there were only guys there, some lying on the sand or on sunbeds under parasols, others playing sports, and others frolicking in the water and laughing.

No, not just guys. Some of them extremely good looking guys, by what he could tell from that distance. All naked. What the fuck, he meant to say, but Jonathan’s satisfied grin stopped him in his tracks. Well, well, well, it looked like someone was challenging him to a battle of wits. So, he pretended to be completely unaffected and shrugged. “It’s a total dick soup,” he said with confidence he didn’t exactly feel.

“Come on. Let’s find our little patch of heaven.” Jonathan took him by the elbow and gestured for him to follow.

At least Jonathan didn’t want them to jump into the dick soup directly. That was a relief. That, and the fact that they were at a fair distance from the water and the other tourists, so he wasn’t tempted to stare openly at all those naked butts and bits.

“Wow,” he let out as soon as they stopped. Patch of heaven was, indeed, the right thing to call it.

The place was private and obscured by bushes and some large rocks. They had sand, water, sun. And…

Maddox gawked openly as Jonathan dropped his backpack and began to undress with nonchalance. The t-shirt went first, and Maddox followed his boyfriend’s every move as he got rid of his shorts and underwear, leaving nothing on.

“Well?” Jonathan asked as he turned toward him with his arms open and a challenging grin on his face, all the while walking backward toward the water. “What are you waiting for?”

“Right,” Maddox replied and dropped his backpack, too.

It took him exactly two seconds to be completely naked and race Jonathan to the water. Jonathan laughed and tackled him, so they both ended on the wet sand, a gentle wave crashing against them and surrounding them from all sides for a few moments before it went back again.

“Are you still bored?” Jonathan teased him and then Maddox’s bottom lip which he caught between his teeth.

“Hmm, I think I am still,” Maddox teased back.

They met half-way, their lips molding against each other to fit, and their tongues jumping into the dance, while the waves petted them with their soft touch.

“Wait,” he said breathlessly, “are we going to get arrested if we do some naughty things here?”

“I did my homework. I’d say we can fool around with ease, as long as we make sure that others don’t see us.”

“So glad to have you as my boyfriend, Jonathan Hamilton.”

“Aren’t we getting a bit too formal?”

“Aren’t we getting a bit too cheeky?” To make a point, Maddox planted both hands on Jonathan’s ass cheeks and squeezed them.

Instantly, he was rewarded with a horny gasp. Fuck, he needed to get off, and like ten seconds ago. He maneuvered Jonathan until they were both on their feet and had him follow into the water, until they were at a fair distance from the beach and any stranger walking in their little patch of heaven would be immediately seen.

They continued to kiss, but this time, Jonathan got bolder and snuck one hand between Maddox’s legs. His balls were squeezed until he was forced to hiss, not in pain, though, and his cock was given a long, torturous pull.

“I’ll blow you later,” Jonathan promised and turned Maddox so his back was to him. “For now, here’s what I can do for you.”

Maddox let out an appreciative purr and Jonathan continued to move his hand along the length of his hardened shaft. At the same time, he felt Jonathan’s cock finding its way between his butt cheeks. He squeezed them so he could hear Jonathan’s breath quickening. The long elegant cock was now properly caught between his buttocks, and Maddox liked the soft control he could exert over it. Jonathan was doing his cock a world of good by jerking it off with expert moves. He was also kissing Maddox’s neck and shoulder, making short sparks of pleasure burst everywhere.

It was going to be a short ride, but they had time to explore their pleasures and desires. For now, Maddox came with a grunt in Jonathan’s firm grip, and he felt moisture on the small of his back. For the next couple of minutes, they stood like that, breathing hard.

“I did you with my ass,” Maddox bragged.

“Your ass is everything,” Jonathan declared, not at all offended. “I dreamed about it, you know.”

“Really? What was the dream like?”

“It started with you teasing me with it. You know, making a full presentation.”

“Hmm, could you see my balls? Like between my legs?”

“They were in there, somewhere. But your butt was making me go completely crazy.”

“And then?”

Jonathan sucked in a breath and then blew hot air over Maddox’s cheek, making him laugh. “Then, you parked your lovely tushie right on my cock and gave me the ride of my life. Frankly, I have no idea how I didn’t wake up with my sheets all wet.”

Maddox rubbed his ass against Jonathan’s crotch, even though the guy’s cock was in withdrawal. “My ass is that good?”

“Better than good, and you know it, you little imp.”

“Little? What’s so little about me?” Maddox asked, feigning outrage.

“Your ego is definitely not on the little list. I’m going to fuck your brains out, Kingsley, heed my words.”

“Promises, promises,” Maddox teased, although a funny feeling, which he had grown accustomed to since he had met Jonathan, began pooling in his lower belly. Yeah, he enjoyed being fucked. Even more, he enjoyed when Jonathan was domineering, but he didn’t know exactly how often and especially how he was supposed to ask for stuff like that.

Jonathan kissed his temple and turned him so that they were facing each other. He kissed Maddox on his nose, and then his lips again. “I’m mad about you,” he whispered.

And he was a sucker for all these declarations. Damn, now he wanted that swanky hotel so that Jonathan would make good on his promise and fuck him into the mattress until they both had enough.

***

After a while, a few other couples had taken up residence close to their spot, but Jonathan was content that he had managed to have some time completely alone with Maddox and get a bit of relief they both needed so badly. Now, they were lounging on the mats they had brought and were slowly getting baked. Maddox’s skin would become darker, Jonathan realized as he inspected his boyfriend with loving eyes.

Maddox had his eyes closed, so Jonathan could enjoy staring at him for as long as he wanted. His mouth went dry as his eyes rested too long for his own good on Maddox’s sleepy cock. Even in that state of repose, it was an impressive thing. If other people weren’t around, he would so enjoy making a meal out of sucking that cock at length.

He started as a ball hit him in the back. He turned.

“Can I have that back?” A stranger with a beautiful smile asked him, pointing at the ball, although he was only a couple of feet away and could take it himself. He had dark hair and dark eyes, glinting with mischief. By Jonathan’s estimation, he had to be in his late twenties, and by his accent, probably a local. He was obviously proud of his body, groomed but not all shaven, and he held his hands on his hips, his index fingers pointing shamelessly at his manhood, which was, without a doubt, everything to write home about.

Jonathan smiled at the stranger and picked up the ball. “Of course,” he said and got to his feet to give it to him.

“American?” the stranger asked and smiled again, this time more broadly.

“Yes.”

“Damianos,” he said and stretched out one hand, while resting the ball on his hip with the other.

“Jonathan. A pleasure to meet you.”

“A pleasure, indeed,” Damianos drawled while holding Jonathan’s hand in his and staring him in the eyes.

“I’m Maddox.”

Jonathan hadn’t noticed when Maddox had gotten up, too, but he must have done so very quickly. Damianos obviously felt obliged to let go of Jonathan’s hand so that he could shake Maddox’s.

“I’m Jonathan’s boyfriend,” Maddox insisted as he shook Damianos’s hand quite energetically.

Damianos’s eyes lit up at that declaration. “You two make quite the couple. How about a little game?”

Another man, slenderer and younger than Damianos, approached them. He had blond streaks in his hair, which he wore shoulder-length, and striking blue eyes. He let his eyes wander over Jonathan and Maddox for a bit and then asked Damianos something in Greek.

Damianos took him by the shoulders and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “They are the guys who we’re about to beat next at volleyball.” His confident smile made Jonathan shake his head in mirth.

However, that seemed to rouse the competitive streak in Maddox. “Beach volleyball? Ha, you guys are toast.”

Damianos seemed a bit unsure of what Maddox meant, but only for a moment. “Ah, of course, Americans love winning more than anything.”

“Yeah,” Maddox said aggressively. “Because we always win.”

Damianos laughed good-naturedly and pushed his partner toward them slightly. “This is Theo. His English is not so good, so forgive him if he’s not talking much.”

Jonathan could read a slight reluctance in the way Theo shook his hand. Unlike Damianos, he didn’t keep his hand in his long, and he did give him a look that wasn’t the friendliest.

“Let’s play,” he suggested with a shrug.

***

For fuck’s sake, these dudes were good. It wasn’t like Maddox was some pro volleyball player, and he hadn’t actually played a serious game of volleyball ever, but how hard could it be?

Apparently, harder than he thought. Not to mention, the fact they were all naked didn’t help. He grunted as Damianos high-fived his partner and then grinned at Maddox like he fucking owned the place.

Other couples were watching their game, so it was like a public humiliation kind of thing. Maddox felt as if grinding his teeth wasn’t enough.

Jonathan took him by the shoulders to explain some strategy. Unlike him, his boyfriend took defeat a lot easier. But Maddox couldn’t stand Damianos’s arrogance. The guy was so fucking full of himself. Plus, he was eyeing Jonathan with shameless interest. While brushing against each other, Maddox could swear he had seen Damianos almost touching Jonathan’s butt. That meant that he needed to win this shit.

“I can’t exactly focus with all these swinging dicks around,” he complained.

“Unfortunately, these are the circumstances,” Jonathan said with a small laugh.

“How can you laugh?” Maddox moaned. “They’re crushing us.”

“They know the game. I don’t know about you, but for me it’s the first time I’m playing beach volleyball. Let’s just have some fun.”

That was a bit of a relief. After all, he wasn’t the only one who didn’t know how to play.

“Are you ready, American boys?” Damianos taunted them, and then again he let his eyes wander in the most appreciative way all over Jonathan.

“Ready,” he said as loudly as he could.

Not that it served much. As fast as he moved, Damianos and his boyfriend knew how to coordinate with each other.

Jonathan was the first to admit they had lost. He offered Damianos his hand. “Thank you for the game. You won, fair and square.”

Maddox stepped closer to his boyfriend when he saw that Damianos didn’t plan on letting go of Jonathan’s hand. It wasn’t like he could cause a scene without looking like a douchebag, so he only tried to pull Jonathan closer. Damianos looked like he didn’t know how to take a hint. “Do you know what you Americans love just as much as winning?”

“You tell us,” Maddox said with a sour grimace.

Damianos winked at him. “Winners.”

Was his hearing playing tricks on him, or was it the guy’s accent? He couldn’t say if he meant to say ‘winners’ or ‘wieners’. Either way, he didn’t like where this was going.

“We played without a stake,” Damianos said. “But we had a good time, right?”

“Speak for yourself,” Maddox mumbled under his breath.

Damianos didn’t hear him or just chose to ignore him. “We can have a good time in other ways, too.” He moved closer to Jonathan and touched his shoulder lightly.

Maddox pulled Jonathan back possessively. “Another time, maybe. And we can play something different. Something you’re not good at.”

Damianos laughed and immediately removed his hand from Jonathan. “Of course. Nice to meet you two. See you later? There will be parties on the beach in the evening.”

“We’re beat,” Maddox replied.

Damianos nodded and smiled pleasantly. Then he winked at Maddox. “Have fun your own way, then. Just keep your boyfriend close, Maddox. A lot of guys might like to think he’s available.”

Maddox’s grip on Jonathan’s shoulder increased. “I don’t need the reminder, trust me.”

“Good. It looks like you’re a fighter. But perhaps, your boyfriend prefers a champion?”

Maddox felt his jaw hurting while staring at Damianos’s confident smile.

“Maddox is my only weakness,” Jonathan intervened graciously. “Let’s go, Ace.”

Ugh, the use of his nickname was a cue that he must have done something that required teasing and not necessarily the pleasant kind. An unsettling thought crossed his mind. What if Jonathan wanted to fool around with these guys? He didn’t, though. Did that make him some country bumpkin?

***

Jonathan could sense the dark clouds circling Maddox’s head even without asking, but he truly wanted to clear the skies. At first, he had thought of just teasing his boyfriend a little over behaving so possessively in public – something he enjoyed to bits – but now it looked like something was really on Maddox’s mind, troubling him. They were on the way to the hotel, and Jonathan wanted nothing more than to soak in the bathtub, preferably with a horny boyfriend by his side, not one who looked like all his ships had sunk to the bottom of the beautiful Aegean Sea.

“Hey,” he whispered softly. “What’s wrong?”

For a couple of seconds, it looked like Maddox was in no mood to share. But, in the end, he relented. “Did you want to, you know, play with those dudes?”

“Play? No way. They wiped the floor with us.” The look Maddox gave him assured him that it was better not to joke about it. “We were getting hit on. They understood that we weren’t interested.”

“You were getting hit on,” Maddox said, somewhat accusingly. “And are you sure they understood? That Damianos dude was drooling all over you.”

“He asked me if we wanted to switch. I told him ‘no’.”

“To switch? Like in swingers?”

“Something like that. It’s not that uncommon.”

“Would you have liked that?” Maddox’s question came out quietly.

Jonathan stopped and cupped Maddox’s cheeks. “No. But I love how focused you can be at times. I thought I would have to fight half the beach to get you out of there.”

“What?”

Jonathan smiled and kissed the lovely pouty lips. “You were so adorably pissed that we were getting thrashed that you failed to notice the fan club getting organized in your honor right there, only a few feet away from us.”

“No way, they must have been looking at you.”

“Right, because I’m the one with the perfect bubble butt everyone couldn’t stop talking about.”

“You have a bubble butt.”

“No, you. And they clearly said ‘the one with the gray eyes’.”

Maddox seemed to admit the truth, although quite reluctantly. “That Damianos dude looked good, the fucker.”

“So? Do you remember what you told me earlier today? The same thing is true for me.”

“What was that?”

“I only have eyes for you.” Jonathan caressed Maddox’s cheeks and kissed him again. “But it looks like someone is very much in need of reassurance. Let’s just get to the hotel and I’ll show you.”

***

Maddox didn’t know what to think of how Jonathan pushed him toward the bed, making him stumble and fall onto it. Then, his boyfriend was on him like a relentless force of nature, forcing his legs open and making their bodies crash together.

They were naked and barely out of the shower, and Maddox would have thought that they would eat something, but it looked like Jonathan had completely other plans. He still felt a bit unsettled and hadn’t told Jonathan everything, like he must have looked like some backward idiot who wasn’t sophisticated enough to admit that sometimes people liked to switch partners to spice things up.

Jonathan now had his head buried in his crotch, taking his cock in his mouth and sucking it to the hilt. He groaned and forgot why he had been so pissed all afternoon. Jonathan was doing even more than usual, his tongue going lower and touching his balls.

“Fuck me,” he let out a moan.

Jonathan pulled away. “Yes, that’s exactly my intention.” He moved up again, and grabbed Maddox by the neck in a playful but firm manner. Then he pushed his tongue inside Maddox’s mouth, penetrating it with vigor and no trace of shame. Fuck, it felt good to be wanted like that. Maddox had no idea if there was anything that compared to it, and before Jonathan, he would have thought it was only his role to want the other person that way.

Jonathan was equally firm as he pushed his hand between Maddox’s legs and lower. “I’m going to fuck you,” he whispered.

Maddox only moaned as Jonathan’s fingers teased his entrance, and then he watched as his boyfriend grabbed what he needed and squeezed some in his palm.

“Forgive me if I’m going in a bit hard,” Jonathan whispered against his lips again.

Maddox was of no mind to argue against that. It was, after all, what he wanted and wanted badly. He shivered as Jonathan hurried to open him up, and his entire body was eager to do exactly that. He spread his legs to allow more access, and the hooded look in Jonathan’s eyes assured him that his efforts were appreciated.

As good as his word, Jonathan went at it fast and hard, sinking his length in Maddox’s butt in one fell swoop. He gasped in surprise, but while the stretch was real, it was just what he needed.

Jonathan kissed him hard and then moved his mouth along Maddox’s jaw until he reached his ear. “Do you really think I’d like to fuck someone else, when I can have you under me like this?”

“Maybe you want a champion,” Maddox mumbled, as his ass still struggled to accept all of Jonathan’s cock.

Jonathan wasn’t moving yet, allowing him to adjust, which was good but also a little bit frustrating. He wanted more, and he wanted it now. “And you are. You’re taking my cock like a champion right now, Maddox.”

“You’re just making fun of me,” he complained.

Jonathan sighed. “And I wanted to go easy on you. Have it your way. But don’t complain about your ass later, okay?”

What would he complain about? He didn’t have time to finish that thought. Jonathan pulled away slightly and then bottomed out with all his force inside Maddox’s ass. That was something he felt to the base of his spine. His ass pulsed in empathy, eager for more, just like the rest of him. Jonathan caught the moans falling off his lips, kissing him with tongue and plenty of madness, while he began to move amply and slam hard inside him. It was too torturously slow at first, but Maddox could feel every hammering move with all his body.

And then, Jonathan began going at it for real. Maddox didn’t care that some other people might be able to hear them. He groaned and moaned and gasped and shivered while Jonathan fucked him hard. It was so pleasant that it blew his mind. It had been his secret wish for Jonathan to go all hard on him like this, but this was beyond his wildest dreams.

His butt was sending all the right signals to his cock. He didn’t even have to touch it. Between the frustrations endured during the last few days and the jealous fit he had been prey to all afternoon, he came like a hose, blasting words of praise for Jonathan, his cock, and the way he fucked.

Jonathan allowed him to breathe and kissed him for a while, but then, he turned him, making him face the bed and grabbed his ass. Maddox looked over his shoulder only to see his boyfriend looking at his ass with an intense expression on his face. Jonathan used his ass to pull it over his cock over and over, using him like he was some toy. His wildest fantasies hadn’t gone this far; in them, Jonathan was, as usual, too polite to go all in.

But this wasn’t the case. What was going on right now was a lot better, a lot harder, and a lot more arousing. “Make me take it, babe,” he found himself begging.

Jonathan offered him a pleased smile, and his eyes glinted. “Do you want me to use you?”

“Yes, fuck, do that.”

“Do you want me to use this lovely ass of yours to get off?”

“Fuck, don’t ask, just do it.”

Jonathan chuckled and slowed down, only to hear him beg for more. But the slowing down did funny things, because Maddox felt his cock getting impossibly hard again, and this time, when Jonathan slammed into him and took him fast, fucking him into the mattress, when he came for a second time, he wasn’t even surprised anymore.

***

Maddox was a beautiful mess, all sweaty, spread on the bed, and already at his fourth orgasm. The cum on his belly was both fresh and partially dried. Jonathan was rubbing his own cock fast, while taking in that amazing view.

“Can’t my ass do it for you anymore?” Maddox slurred the words.

“I like looking at you, all messed up like this,” Jonathan said. “I’ll come inside you.”

Maddox smiled, his eyes half closed. Hopefully, this little marathon was enough to convince Maddox that Jonathan wasn’t interested in any other guys. He hurried to dive inside Maddox’s hot ass as the pressure built. A couple of moves and he was finished. For a moment, he thought he was losing consciousness as the force of his own climax hit him. It had to be some kind of record, how long he kept on coming, Maddox’s ass squeezing him tightly, draining him of everything.

He rolled out from Maddox eventually and lay there, completely spent. “I like you being jealous,” he mumbled with his last drops of strength. “But just know that you don’t have to be. I love you to pieces.”

“You sure did make a mess out of me,” Maddox joked and laughed, but it was clear as day that he was drifting off. “Hey, do you think that guy’s cock was bigger than mine?”

“Oh, Maddox,” Jonathan said with a resigned sigh. “Just give me an hour and I’ll fuck you again.”

***

Wow. The expression ‘out like a light’ was more than fitting for this situation. Jonathan was even snoring. Maddox turned on one side to look at him. He was so beautiful like that. They were both sweaty and sticky, and the sheets were probably unusable, but he didn’t have the heart to wake Jonathan and get him to the shower.

Plus, he was completely wrecked. His boyfriend had made sure of that. Yeah, no one would get hurt if they slept a little.

TBC

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