“And we can sic Eliza and June on them,” Hank playfully added, a smile once again quirking his lips.
“Absolutely we can. Do that, and then sit back and watch the show.” He pulled Hank in for a long, slow, sweetly gentle kiss. “No Sir and boy tonight, okay? Just us.”
Hank tipped his head forward, forehead-to-forehead with Maddox. It was something they seemed to do a lot, sometimes just standing there for a minute or two like that, taking quiet comfort from each other. It wasn’t…uncomfortable. It wasn’t weird. It felt normal, easy, like nothing was required except being present in the moment and accepting what was.
“What if IwantSir and boy?” Hank asked.
Maddox nuzzled noses with him. “Does that comfort you?”
“Yeah,” he softly said. “It does.”
Maddox turned them so he could sit on the bed. He put Hank on his knees on the floor, between his thighs, cradling his head against him and massaging his scalp for him. A soft moan escaped Hank and it was like he nearly melted into Maddox’s lap.
He smiled, holding him, loving this.
All his fantasies made real.
His life made complete, when he hadn’t realized before how much was missing.
“My good boy,” he said, rubbing Hank’s scalp. “I promise I’ll take such good care of you.”
“Thank you, Sir.” Hell, Hank even sounded like he was in subspace.
Maddox’s heart raced at the feel of Hank actually nuzzling his forehead against his thigh.
Tenderly.
Lovingly.
No, this wasn’t a man reluctantly going along with the events.
This was a man willingly all-in, and Maddox believed him when he said he was in this for real.
For life.
If I’ve got this kind of rapport with him now, how great will it be when we can scene?
After a few minutes, Maddox prompted Hank to stand and tugged his shirttails free of his shorts, pulling it off him, followed by Hank’s shorts and briefs.
The man was fucking gorgeous, there was no two ways about it. Not perfection built in a gym, either. His body was from real, hard, honest work on a daily basis.
“All those times I stood up for you,” Maddox teased, “and now, here you are, the fucking badass.”
Hank looked a little bashful. “You’ll never know how much I appreciated it back then. I could always count on you when I couldn’t count on anyone else. Why did you do that?”
“Because I’ve always loved you, buddy. I wasn’t going to let anyone hurt you.”
Sitting on the edge of the bed put Maddox at the perfect position to have a little fun. Hank’s cock wasn’t fully erect, but he definitely had healthy interest going on. Maddox playfully smiled up at him before pulling him close and teasing him, kissing his way down his treasure trail, nuzzling his lips around the base of his cock but not licking it.
That definitely got Hank’s interest. His cock finished stiffening, his hands settling on Maddox’s shoulders as Maddox leaned in and left a love bite just above his pubes. Hank softly moaned again, his fingers digging into Maddox’s shoulders. “Fuuuck…”
Maddox smiled up at him. “Oh, I plan on leaving all sorts of sneaky marks on you tonight.” He stood and peeled his own shirt off, quickly followed by his shorts and briefs. Pulling Hank’s body against him, feeling the firm warmth of his muscles and skin pressed along his, Maddox knew he was in…
Heaven.
Something else Maddox had stocked up on was lube, because at the rate they were going, they were going to be using a lot.
They’d probably be going through a lot of condoms at some point, too, although Maddox still wanted both of them to get tested, just to be sure. And he wasn’t going to step things up to anal yet, anyway.
