Chapter Eleven
Madden
Madden was dying for a cold beer, but all he got was the cold part. He was still not allowed to drink and he had already suffered Adryan’s nagging about his arm, he didn’t need to add the I-told-you-so’s about his concussion too. So instead of beer, he had soda.
‘You could try alcohol free beer,’ Adryan suggested when he joined him at the table, but it was plain by the smirk on his face that he was just trying to provoke him.
‘I’d rather cross a sea of Legos barefoot,’ he snapped back, taking a sip of his drink.
‘At least the food is good. Here, try the wings.’ Adryan offered him a piece of chicken, his fingers gleaming with the oils from the food, and Madden wondered if it would be unseemly for him to bite the food out of Adryan’s hands and lick his fingers in the process.
Deciding it would likely turn too many heads, he put his drink down and reached for the chicken, all while Adryan licked his own fingers, his blue eyes intense as they didn’t look away from Madden.
Madden swallowed. Was he imagining it or Adryan was doing this… what? Flirting? This was more than flirting. Ever since Madden had said those words, he could swear Adryan was going out of his way to touch him or graze against him.
Like when they were queueing for food, Adryan had bumped into someone in front and stumbled, which made him back into Madden. Adryan’s ass had pressed for such a short time against his crotch and he had audibly gasped.
Audibly.
He hadn’t blushed that hard since Eric Pearson had kissed him after class, in tenth grade.
Adryan had turned to him, dragging against his chest as much as he possibly could, and had watched him with those big, blue eyes of his, licking his lips. That jerk.
His eyes followed those same lips now, mottled with barbeque sauce, as Adryan brought the glass up to them.
‘How come you’re not drinking?’ Madden asked, for something to say.
Adryan’s gaze became intense. Or maybe he dreamt it, because it was gone when he blinked.
‘I didn’t want to rub it in your face.’
Madden nodded, not sure where to take the conversation, but Adryan hadn’t finished.
‘The beer, that is,’ he said. ‘There are other things I definitely want to rub in your face.’
Madden started.
‘What?’
Adryan’s grin grew in proportion to Madden’s confusion and his incipient erection. What did he just say?
‘You have sauce on your lips,’ Adryan said, ignoring Madden’s utter bewilderment.
He stretched an arm across the table, and reached for his face, long fingers resting on the edge of Madden’s jaw.
The pad of Adryan’s thumb came to wipe the corner of his mouth, which should have done the job, but it was clearly not thorough enough for Adryan, because his thumb kept going, pressing against his bottom lip.
Madden let a short puff of air out of his mouth, and Adryan pushed his thumb through the gap ever so slightly, the flesh tasting sweet and salty against his tongue.
Madden’s temperature rose like a mercury thermometer left under the sun, ready to explode.
His face tense with want, he grabbed Adryan’s hand and held it half an inch away from his own lips, fighting the temptation to lick that thumb from the base to the tip.
His fingers dug hard into Adryan’s arm, but the other man never complained, and only held his gaze, a playful glint in the back of his eyes.
Unable to let go, or move on, he looked Adryan straight in the eye and said, ‘Let’s go.’ His voice was a grunt more than any reasonable human sound. Adryan’s eyes widened, the corners of his mouth curling up.
Never letting go of Adryan’s hand, he stood up and dragged him off the chair. He didn’t care that the other man stumbled, he wouldn’t let him fall anyway. Madden pulled him out of the tent, and down the street, into the grocery store’s parking lot where they had left the car.
There was still enough sunlight to see, but, thanks to the party, there was no one around, and when they got to the car, Madden swung Adryan around and slammed him against the car.
‘You’re provoking me on purpose,’ he said, his voice low.
‘I might,’ Adryan replied playfully.
Madden didn’t know what to say to that, but the thought didn’t occupy him for long, because Adryan pulled him by the collar and pressed his lips hard against Madden’s mouth.
Fuck, that felt good. Nothing had happened yet, but even that contact was like fresh water in the desert.
Madden dragged his teeth along Adryan’s lips, drinking in the whimper from the other man, his hand pushing around Adryan’s waist. Adryan wrapped his hands around Madden’s neck and pressed his body to him as his lips allowed him access.
Adryan’s tongue was as hungry as his own and they licked and sucked at each other, the rubbing between their bodies waking up every part of them.
Madden pulled away first and with one swift movement of his hand, he turned Adryan around.
Adryan’s arms went to rest on the car’s roof and Madden reached for one of his hands.
Their fingers interlaced against the warm gray metal, Madden pressed his cock into Adryan’s ass and ran his tongue along the side of Adryan’s neck.
‘God, Maddy,’ Adryan moaned, letting his head fall back against Madden’s shoulder.
‘I want to fuck you right here.’
‘Well, there is an idea,’ Adryan said, a shaky chuckle following. ‘But there… aaah… Maddy, there are cameras in the parking lot.’
Madden froze.
‘What? Where?’ He looked around frantically, ready to throw a stone at something.
Adryan pointed with a gesture of his head.
Madden stared at the black globes as if he could get them to short circuit with his anger alone.
‘Hold on, someone at work will be able to hack into the system and disconnect them,’ he said, not moving a millimeter away from Adryan’s body.
Adryan turned around, dragging his ass against Madden’s cock, a shiver running through his body. Adryan laughed.
‘Or we could go back to the hotel,’ he said, a smirk on his lips.
Madden didn’t seem to register what had been said at first.
‘Yes! I have a room in town. You’re a genius,’ he said, kissing Adryan hard.
Ah, damn, if they didn’t leave now, he thought, he would really plow into Adryan in the parking, and fuck the cameras.
The mood changed in the car, though his excitement remained at a high. Adryan’s hand wandering to the top of his thigh every time he got a chance didn’t help. Or helped a lot.
The few minutes it took to reach the hotel gave him too much time to think though, and his thoughts turned to nerves.
His legs bouncing, he watched the buildings go by, unable to focus his thoughts.
There was a difference between fantasizing and reality.
Most of his previous hookups and even the few relationships he had had in the past felt like fantasies, quick, insubstantial, but he had an ominous feeling that this thing with Adryan would be a lot more like reality.
A lot more like substance. He had known him his entire life, how could it be otherwise?
But he was surprised to find it didn’t scare him. It’s just that it might raise expectations and he wasn’t sure how to meet them.
‘You okay?’ Adryan asked, as he stopped the car.
Madden turned to face Adryan, and was met by golden skin, messy hair and bright blue eyes, and his nerves were forgotten.
‘Yeah,’ he replied, sounding far more confident than he had been a moment ago.
Adryan leaned over and kissed him. Not the hungry gestures from before, but slow, hard, deep. A hand diving through his hair, fingers long and gentle.
That was never going to be enough.
‘Come on,’ Madden said, urgency building once more.
They held hands in a silence that thrummed around them like an electrical charge, and didn’t say a word through the corridors or in the lift.
Even as they stepped out onto the carpeted hall outside his room.
The door was as far as he was able to make it and he was kissing Adryan against it before he had managed to get the keycard out of his pocket.
‘Listen,’ Adryan said, speaking in pants, between kisses. ‘What’s your preference?’
Madden, fumbling with the card because he wasn’t looking what he was doing, was too busy buried in Adryan’s neck to answer. What was he even asking?
‘Maddy… oh, that feels good,’ Adryan said.
Madden dragged his tongue against his throat again.
‘Maddy, what…’
‘I am flexible, Ry, but not today. Today I need to fuck you in every possible way. I don’t know…’ Madden didn’t know how to put it across. He didn’t know how to explain this turmoil inside him.
‘What?’
‘I don’t know that I’ll be able to hold back,’ he said, frowning, and hoping that wouldn’t put Adryan off.
Adryan frowned back.
‘I’ll break your other arm if you hold back, you jerk.’
Madden blinked in surprise for a moment, and then the key miraculously slid into its slot, and the beep gave them the green light to enter.
The door swung open, and they stumbled in, kissing, Adryan’s hands running all over his body, his fingers hot under his T-shirt.
A thumb ran over his nipple and Madden grunted into Adryan’s mouth.
‘Sit,’ Adryan ordered, pushing him until he fell on the bed.
‘Ry,’ Madden grunted, as Adryan took a step back.
He watched, fascinated, as Adryan kicked off his shoes, pulling his T-shirt over his head.
His belt came next, it fell, a heavy thud against the carpet.
His cargo pants rode low on his hips now, so fucking sexy.
But those came off too, and everything that was under, leaving Adryan bare in front of him, skin blushed on his chest and neck, his cock standing for him.
His body was so beautiful it took Madden’s breath away.
In one graceful movement, Adryan straddled his lap and wrapped his arms around his neck, and Madden’s cock spasmed against his jeans.
Madden stretched up to kiss Adryan. His mouth was so hot, his breath burned him, and he wanted more, so much more. His hand ran down the naked back and his fingers dug into the flesh of Adryan’s ass. Madden felt him shiver against his chest.
Abandoning his lips, Madden trailed kisses down Adryan’s jaw, and behind his ear, his tongue exploring the pale column of flesh, down and over his chest, until he could wrap his tongue around a nipple.
He pressed it flat against it, licked it, bit it, feeling every single reaction, every single wave of pleasure running through Adryan, his moans filling the room.
‘I want to see how hard you are now,’ Adryan said, his voice low and soft.
He slid off his lap and came to kneel between his legs, looking up at him with blue intensity, and Madden’s entire body twitched. Wasn’t it just what he had imagined?
Adryan’s fingers came to undo his belt buckle and the button in his jeans, helping him out of them.
‘I guess I found the weapon of mass destruction,’ Adryan said, now staring at his erection.
Madden covered his face with his hand, blushing like a rookie, but didn’t have time to feel embarrassed as Adryan’s breath grazed his cock, lips pressing to the tip.
They parted for him, and Adryan took the tip in his mouth.
Madden let out a loud sigh of contentment.
Adryan’s wet tongue twirled around the head, short spasms of pleasure running through him.
Adryan began to move in and out, taking more of his length, his tongue dragging against his cock.
‘Look up at me when you suck me off,’ Madden demanded, running a hand through Adryan’s blond strands, pushing them off his face to better see it.
Adryan obeyed, a hand on the base of his shaft while his mouth took the rest in.
‘Fuck, you’re so damn hot.’ Cheeks impossibly red, this was the most erotic thing Madden had seen, both in real life and fantasy.
Madden’s fingers tightened into Adryan’s hair, trying to let Adryan continue, but Adryan came off him, his hand making up for his mouth’s absence.
‘I thought you weren’t going to hold back,’ Adryan said with a smirk on his lips.
Blood boiled inside him and his fingers tightened harder, pulling Adryan’s head back. His lips parted, a flash of satisfaction in the man’s blue eyes.
‘Fuck, you like provoking me, don’t you?’
Adryan didn’t answer and the beginning of a smirk curled his mouth but Madden wouldn’t give him a chance.
Guiding his head, he pushed it against his cock.
Adryan didn’t need more instruction and opened his mouth, taking him in as Madden stood up.
Holding him steady, he looked straight into Adryan’s eyes as he fucked his mouth.
He watched, enthralled, as Adryan moved to touch himself.
Madden pulled him off. ‘Don’t you dare jerk off. When you come, it’ll be because I make you, do you understand?’
Adryan didn’t answer, but brought both his hands to Madden’s thighs, pressing against his balls, pleasure building so hard it would break Madden in two.
He couldn’t get enough of Adryan’s eyes, of Adryan’s blushed skin, of Adryan’s mouth.
Pleasure coiled inside him. He fought the urge to close his eyes, to bend over.
He wanted to stare down into those eyes as he came.
‘You better swallow me,’ he grunted.
Adryan continued taking him, his hands still caressing wherever he could reach. Even as he went faster, Adryan adjusted the speed of his hands to him, and when his orgasm attacked him in waves and he emptied himself in the other man’s mouth, Adryan’s eyes remained on him.
Panting, he took an unsteady step back, eyes never leaving Adryan. They held each other’s gaze as Adryan licked at his lips, wiping his chin with the back of his hand, sitting back on his heels.
Still in the haze of his orgasm, he watched Adryan. Beautiful Adryan, on his knees, hard as a rock for him.
Madden made his way to the cupboard,.
‘Bend over the table,’ he said, turning away for a moment.
He pulled his bags out and fumbled inside for the condoms and lube. When he turned back, Adryan had done exactly what he was asked. Ass up, his thigh muscles tensed and looked so fucking delicious.
Madden approached Adryan from behind and leaned over his body, licking from the base of his back to the tip of his ears, nibbling at it as he rubbed himself against the seam of Adryan’s ass.
‘How are you hard already?’ Adryan asked, a hint of fear in his tone that Madden couldn’t pretend to hate.
‘I’m Madden Price,’ he said, a smirk on his lips as he opened a condom with his teeth. ‘There isn’t a fucking thing I can’t do.’