MAX
Could we… Should we…
Fuck. Just quit thinking about it.
What will be will be.
Well, almost nothing.
As Max and Channing made their way back home, Max couldn’t help but remember the summers he would spend at his Aunt Dolly’s house.
With both of Max’s parents either working full time or off on a crazy adventure, Max would often find himself spending extended periods of time with his Aunt Dolly at her large country house.
And this meant one thing… dogs.
All of the tail-wagging, fun-loving dogs that Max could handle in fact.
Spending time with the dogs at Bark Buddies immediately took Max back to his youth and helped him to rediscover the sheer joy and freedom he felt when playing with a pack of excitable, loving dogs.
Maybe I need my own pack. Or at least one little pup to look after.
I’m too old to be a lone wolf now.
If only I could settle down, I might just like it…
As Max and Channing arrived at Channing’s apartment, the pair of them were in great spirits. The journey back from Bark Buddies had been full of banter, and to say that it had taken a flirtatious turn would be something of an understatement.
Max had even been willing to forget the fact that Channing drove a dreaded electric car rather than a real, gas guzzling internal combustion engine.
Well, almost…
‘You know, the batteries in electric cars are bad for the environment too…’ Max said, arching his eyebrow and trying to hide how much he loved the slick interior of Channing’s car.
‘Pffft, that’s just anti-electric propaganda!’ Channing said, dismissively and a little too sassily for Max’s liking. ‘I think I’d know if electric cars had any significant environmental impact.’
Max shook his head and laughed.
This boy was begging for a spanking.
It was however good to see Channing standing up for what he believed in though.
Just like it had been great to see Channing so loose and fun-loving at Bark Buddies.
Max had been worried that corporate life had stiffened Channing up beyond repair, but seeing Channing running around and having so much fun with the dogs made it clear that Channing was still very much the same guy who Max had met at college.
Max was feeling on a real high.
It wasn’t just the fun of running around with all the excitable pups that did it either. Max had enjoyed helping the older dogs too, the ones who needed a bit more help and patience in getting from one place to another.
All in all, as far as Max was concerned it had been the perfect afternoon and the kind of memory he would cherish forever.
But now that they were both back in the apartment, there was a certain tension in the air that neither one of them could ignore…
‘Come here,’ Max said, a firm tone in his voice as a nervous Channing stood a few feet away from him in the apartment’s living area. ‘Come here right now.’
Max could feel the adrenalin begin to pump around his body as a suddenly very shy Channing walked over toward him.
Channing looked super-cute. Channing’s blue eyes and blonde hair were the perfect complement to the dimples in his cheeks as he smiled shyly.
‘Are… you… still into… things?’ Channing said, his voice betraying just how nervous he was.
‘Are you?’ Max replied, placing his hands on Channing’s slender waist, and holding it in place.
Channing simply nodded.
‘Same safeword?’ Max said, maintaining eye contact as he felt his cock stiffen inside his jeans.
‘Still the same,’ Channing replied, a subtle smile creeping onto his face. ‘Almonds.’
‘Yup, just as it used to be,’ Max grinned, his body revving up by the moment. ‘Almonds it is.’
Then, in a moment of sheer passion, Max spun Channing around and roughly bent him over the raised corner of the large couch.
‘Time for these to come down,’ Max said, yanking Channing’s jeans and his tight white briefs down too to reveal his perfectly round, spankable butt. ‘And don’t even think of trying to run!’
Max took a moment to drink in the sight of Channing bent over the couch with his lower half on display. It was a gorgeous sight, one that Max hadn’t seen in the flesh for a long time.
‘You sassed me in the car,’ Max growled. ‘Daddy doesn’t appreciate that. Daddy doesn’t appreciate that one single fucking bit.’
‘What are you waiting for!’ Channing said, turning his head and pouting like a brat. ‘Still got the stamina to dish out a spanking in your old age?’
‘Oh don’t worry about that, boy!’ Max laughed, drawing his hand back and landing a thunderously hard spank onto Channing’s petit posterior.
Max felt his dick throb at the sight and sound of Channing’s ass immediately jiggling and reddening from the heat of his spank. It was time for Max to show this boy that he still had what it took to deliver a real butt-blisteringly hot spanking.
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
Max was loving every second of the spanking, and judging by Channing’s howls of delighted pain, so was he. Max knew that Channing would use his safeword if he needed to, so felt happy to up the ante and deliver even harder spanks to Channing’s glowing butt.
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
THWACK!
There was a huge amount of trust between the two of them, and Max was pleasantly surprised to see that Channing hadn’t gone soft. He was still able to submit his ass for some serious punishment.
‘Six more!’ Max roared, adjusting Channing’s position to ensure that both of his throbbing butt cheeks were perfectly presented. ‘And I want you to thank me after each one!’
‘Yes, sir!’ Channing cried out, the first of the final six spanks landing on his booty with unerring accuracy and power. ‘Awwwww! Thank you!’
The final spanks landed and Max immediately saw to it that Channing’s butt was slathered with cooling cream.
‘I should have known you’d have a supply of cream nearby,’ Max chuckled, gently massaging the expensive cream into Channing’s sore bottom. ‘Always organized. Always prepared, right?’
Channing smiled and turned to face Max.
With his briefs still down by his ankles, Channing’s dick was standing to attention only a few inches from Max. The sight of it standing tall and proud was too much for Max to resist.
‘I think it’s time I got myself reacquainted,’ Max smiled, dropping to his knees and taking Channing’s cock in his hands.
‘Oh, God!’ Channing said, excitement in his voice. ‘Don’t expect me to last too long…’
Max smiled and began to work his cream-covered hands up and down Channing’s shaft. It was as long and thick as Max remembered, and it wasn’t long before Max was putting his lips over the head, swallowing the full length in one attempt.
Max’s mind was clear, totally free from any thoughts or worries.
Totally present in the moment, Max’s sole goal was to bring pleasure to Channing. And as Max sucked and slurped on Channing’s dick, he gently pulled down on Channing’s heavy, full balls.
It wasn’t long before Max felt Channing’s muscles contract and his entire body stiffen. The sensation of Channing’s cum shooting deep into Max’s mouth was one of pure satisfaction.
The sound of Channing moaning and unself-consciously enjoying the moment was a delight for Max to hear too.
‘Your turn,’ Channing said, stepping back from Max and immediately setting to work on pulling Max’s heavy, hard dick out from his jeans. ‘Let’s see if I can get you off even quicker.’
Max didn’t even bother to respond.
The feeling of Channing’s smooth, perfectly plump lips on his dick was enough to push him to the point of no return almost immediately. As Channing bobbed his mouth up and down on Max’s cock, Max didn’t try to hold back.
‘Fuck. You’ve haven’t… lost… it…’ Max grunted, shooting his load into Channing’s thirsty mouth. ‘Jesus. That was good.’
Channing made sure to suck Max to complete satisfaction, using his hands to ensure that he had milked Max for every single drop of his hot seed.
As the two college friends dropped down onto the couch on very unsteady legs, it was clear that the pair of them had every inch the same level of attraction for one another as they had since the first time their eyes met all those years ago.
Max pulled Channing in close and the pair of them cuddled together.
It felt warm. It felt safe and secure.
As far as Max was concerned, it felt just perfect.
His life may have been in a mess in so many other ways, but Max was beginning to wonder whether Channing might be the solution.
Max never felt so secure and loved with other guys.
That wasn’t even the fault of these guys either, it was Max who would always put up some kind of barrier or defense mechanism.
But being around Channing was different. As he felt Channing’s breathing slow down and saw his eyes slowly shut, Max wanted this perfect moment to last forever.
This boy is the real deal.
Channing is everything I could ever wish for.
But do I truly deserve Channing? Can I really be a good enough Daddy for him?
Max didn’t spend too much time contemplating things because he was just as wiped out as Channing was. It was time for the pair of them to take a very well-earned nap on the large, comfortable couch.
Max hadn’t been staying with Channing for long. But if every day could involve a visit to Bark Buddies followed by some rough and tumble fun back at Channing’s place, then Max could definitely see himself sticking around for a whole lot longer too.
Max might even have finally started feeling ready to commit to something more permanent. The only question remaining was whether Channing still wanted this too?