“Yeah.” Ben pulled him closer for another kiss, this one drifting along his jaw, skating toward Maddox’s uninjured ear. Licking and sucking the tender skin there, he made Maddox groan.
“Like that?” Ben’s voice was feral. “Love the sounds you make.”
Ben managed to find all the sensitive spots on Maddox’s ear and neck, reducing him to a quivering, gasping pile of icing. This was torture, blissful, maddening torture.
“You’re going to have marks,” Ben warned, not stopping his attack.
“Don’t care,” Maddox ground out.
“This get you hard?” Voice certain, Ben licked one of the tendons in Maddox’s neck. His laugh was a dark, dirty thing. “Oh wait. Can we talk about that now?”
“About what?” Maddox’s words were slurred, sounding as drugged as he felt.
“About how hard you make me. How much I like driving you crazy, knowing this is turning you on too.” Reaching down, he palmed Maddox’s erection through his jeans.
“You can talk about whatever you want as long as you keep kissing me.” Maddox thrust up against Ben’s hand.
“Yeah? This good?” Ben stroked Maddox more deliberately, squeezing before going to his waistband. “Would you be okay with—”
“Ben.” Maddox had to laugh. “I’m not some blushing virgin here. Yeah, I like taking things slow. But you get me turned on enough like this, I can pretty much guarantee I’m okay with you touching my dick.” He punctuated his words by leaning over and trailing his fingers down Ben’s bulge. “Want to keep kissing you while we touch.”
“I like that plan.” Ben kissed him softly as he undid Maddox’s zipper. “Can’t believe we’re really doing this.”
“Hey, that’s supposed to be my line.” Maddox laughed. “But I’m not complaining.”
“No, definitely not complaining.” Pulling Maddox’s cock free, Ben dropped another kiss across his lips. It was almost painfully sweet, Ben’s whisper-soft kisses and gentle touches coupled with a tender expression that Maddox hadn’t been aware Ben was capable of.
Working blindly, he undid Ben’s zipper, tried to snake his hand in to tease and quickly discovered there was no room for that. Freeing Ben’s cock from his pants and boxer briefs, Maddox groaned at the heft of it in his hand. Unlike him, Ben was uncut, and Maddox liked the novelty of foreskin sliding against his palm. He played, jacking him slowly, enjoying the rare sensation of a cock other than his own in his hand.
“How do you like it?” Ben mimicked his movements, stroking Maddox with a steady hand, grip a bit unfamiliar and tighter than Maddox’s own, but hardly unwelcome.
“Like this.” Maddox fluttered his hand over Ben’s cock, fingers loose but movements swift. “Loose but fast.”
“Want it slick?” Dropping Maddox’s dick, Ben raised his palm to Maddox’s mouth.
“Yeah.” Maddox licked and sucked at Ben’s long fingers, more because it was freaking hot, tasting Ben’s skin for the first time. He could hardly believe they were having this conversation, comparing jerk-off strategies, and when Ben returned his slick hand to Maddox’s dick, he groaned.
Ben covered his mouth with his own, swallowing down Maddox’s moan. He owned Maddox’s mouth. There really was no other word for the intensity of the kiss, the way it ramped up from their earlier explorations. Tongue seeking, lips insistent, Ben was fucking Maddox’s mouth every bit as much as he was jacking his cock.
Heck, Maddox was increasingly sure he could come just from the kissing, even if Ben dropped his cock. His hand sped up on Ben’s cock, trying to make him as crazed as Maddox felt, make him feel this heady rush of neediness and want.
“Want you to come,” he whispered when Ben pulled back to gasp against Maddox’s cheek.
“Yeah? You close too?” Ben panted, hand tightening on Maddox’s cock. “Want to shoot at the same time.”
Maddox laughed at that because all his experience had taught him that was a lofty goal, but he was game for trying. “Kiss me.”
“Oh yeah.” Ben resumed his devouring of Maddox’s mouth, no gradual ramp-up this time, just all-out assault on his senses. God, Maddox might never need another beer in his life if he could keep this in his life, stay blissed-out on Ben’s kisses. Orgasm beckoned, a tingle spreading out from his balls, snaking up his spine, but he resisted the pull, wanting to stay in this moment forever.
“That’s it. Ride the edge with me.” Ben growled. “So close. You make me fucking crazy. Love your dick.” Maddox smiled over at him, unable to help himself. Ben was a sex babbler, and it was hot as heck, the dirty stream that seemed to spew from him every time he came up for air. “Come on, Mad. Get there.”
Ben went back to licking and sucking near Maddox’s ear, and Maddox couldn’t keep in the loud moan that escaped. His hips bucked. “Yeah. That. Kiss me right there. Oh fuck.”
Ben sucked hard enough that Maddox knew he hadn’t been lying about marks, but his dick didn’t care, pulsing in Ben’s grip. Keeping from coming wasn’t possible with Ben doing such devious things to his neck. “Gonna...”