Falling In Love With My FWB ( M×M )

The Morning After

Scott's P O V :

"Mmhhh..."

I heard Max's soft moan and his large hands on my chest. Our legs entangled and his warm breath hitting my face. Opening my eyes, I saw his handsome, sleepy face which looked otherworldly. His disheveled hair added more charm to his looks and I felt blood rushing into the lower part of my body.

"Fuckk.."

"This is not the right time to get hard."

As my hardness increased, I tried to lift his arm from my result, but my efforts were in vain. In fact, he pulled me closer to him and I felt his body warmth radiating into mine.

"Don't worry, I'm hard too."

He whispered, and a sudden chill ran down my spine, making my whole body shudder. My cheeks hit up, and I felt too ashamed to look at him.

However, Max being completely shameless forced me to look at him. His face had a playful smirk as if he could see right through my naughty thoughts, and his gaze became more pervert.

Without saying anything, he took my hand and led it all the way, sliding down to his crotch. My hand rested on his semi-erect boner and more blood rushed into my lower half.

"Touch me."

His voice, even though a whisper, did not feel like he was making any sort of request. In fact, his tone was commanding and full of authority. His eyes sparkled and the smirk deepened. Unable to resist myself from his charm, I grabbed his boner and he gasped.

My hands slowly started to carress his boner, feeling the softness of his skin. His loosely hanging balls started to tighten under my touch.

A few seconds later, I felt his underwear start to dampen. I smirked seeing the effect I had on him. I could clearly feel his length and girth hiding under the underwear and I wanted to take them off from his body. Resolving my thoughts, I slid lower and pulled down his underwear, freeing little Max.

"Fuck." Max whispered and I smacked my lips at the sight.

Last night's thoughts came crashing down, and I intend to return the favor. I gently picked up little Max and gave it a light smooch. The scent engulfed my nose and something strange was happening inside me. Remembering tids and bits from last night, I started slowly with smooches and kisses while my hand continued to move.

His fully erected boner looked red and plump after a few kisses and I saw his precum glistening and sparkling. Without delaying, I took the head in my mouth and started sucking it slowly. It was my first time giving someone a head, so I was feeling a little conscious about my performance.

Sensing my doubts, Max held my face and started to guide me in a rhythmic manner. Each time I tried to go a bit deeper and released an audible sound. My saliva acted like some sort of lube and I continued blowing him.

His occasional curses and loud pants gave me enough confidence to carry on, and I did find the task to be tedious at all.

My own body started to react, and I felt my boner pressing against my pajamas. I could feel with each passing second my erection increasing in an alarming way, and I was afraid if my boner would tear apart my pajamas.

Nonetheless, the entire room was filled with sloppy sounds as I continued with my actions. His hand still guiding me and his voice reminding me to mind my teeth.

His gasps and pants became heavier than before. I realized he was close to his orgasm.

"Oh..."

"Oh... hh.."

"Fuckk.

"Ohh.. fuckkk.. I'm coming."

His incoherent moans became consistent and I fastened my actions. I took him all the way deep and felt him throbbing inside my throat as he had his release. A thick coat of c*m covered the back of my throat and I felt salty all over my mouth. I was too tired to get up so I rested there for a while with his boner inside my mouth and my face directly on his crotch. His subtle pubic hair did not seem to irritate my cheek as I inhaled his scent and realized I had already sullied my pajamas.

Max's P O V :

Fuck

It was great. Everything was great. At first, I had my doubts, but the way Scott treated me in the morning I was absolutely sure about him. Unlike a few people I met who only wanted to screw as many people as they wanted, Scott seemed different. At least he seemed like he would be loyal to his partner physically. After giving me the present in the morning, he seemed exhausted, so I let him rest more. The sight of Scott's face covered with saliva and c*m made me hard once more, and I stepped into the bathroom to relive myself. After that, I finished my business and took a shower because I knew how exactly I smelled. A faint blush appeared on my face as I saw Scott sleeping soundly on the bed and I got out of the room.

Stepping into the kitchen, it took me a while to get used to an unfamiliar place, but I figured things out. I wanted to show off by making him something and I decided on sandwiches along with scrambled eggs and some freshly squeezed juice.

I carefully cut out the sides of the bread and then started to chop the onions and tomatoes. Once the vegetables were chopped, I put on the pan and greased it with butter. Adjusting the heat, I cracked an egg and watched as the white part of the egg started to shimmer. A pinch of salt with black pepper powder and my egg was ready to be filled between breads.

After preparing four sandwiches, I turned on the griller. While the sandwiches were being grilled, I started to beat the eggs nice and fluffy to make scrambled eggs.

A few minutes later, a delicious smell wafted into the air, and I was pleased with myself seeing the end results. Then I focused my attention on peeling the oranges. The sound of the juicer echoed in the air and minutes later the orange juice was ready. Placing everything on the dining table, I headed to the room to call Scott, only to see him leaning on a wall and looking at me intently.

"f**k, you are the best."

A genuine smile on his face as he complemented me and I offered him a sheepish smile. We both took our seats and I watched as he took the first bite. His eyes closed and his mouth full as he chewed, and I gulped, seeing his Adam's apple moving up and down.

"This is delicious."

A smile broke out, and I focused on my plate. After breakfast, Scott offered to wash the dishes and I agreed. We both went out for a short walk and returned in a while.

Scott put on a nice horror movie and we both made ourselves comfortable on the couch. Throughout the movie, his hands were all over me, but I did not mind that one bit. We ordered pizza for lunch and had a feast.

In the afternoon, I realized my good time with Scott was near its end. I had to go back home and Scott was reluctant to let me leave. My clothes were already washed and dried, so I changed into my clothes and said goodbye. Just before I could go out, he pulled me towards his, and I fell into his embrace. Our lips crashed against each other and we both savored the kiss. Both breathless and panting, I said goodbye and I took my leave. My mind was filled with memories of Scott and something crazy happening inside my heart.

With a heavy heart, I reached my home and was about to open the door when I saw someone engulfed in feiry romance and my feet rooted to the ground.