Alex sighed and smiled. He wanted to kick his feet and giggle but Montag was asleep next to him and he didn't want to wake him. Montag looked so peaceful and angelic, his face relaxed, his lips slightly parted. He came to have lunch together but then fell asleep after having sex. Well, oral sex. He clutched the pillow resisting the urge to roll around. He was always judging Andrea for her obsessive behavior about Julian, she was always talking about him and always wanted to be with him and now he knew why she behaved like that.
He should've seen the feelings coming. No one had ever ruffled his feathers like Montag, no one pissed him as much or as easily, maybe that exasperation was a warning sign from his heart. Alex felt like a teenager falling so easily for someone. How could one fall in love with someone who's basically unknown? He didn't know Montag's favorite color, his favorite song or movie.
And yet, it was as if his body and his heart had known him for years. Montag could touch him anywhere and he would crave that contact, he didn't feel judged when talking about his issues, they could spend hours just sitting together. Hell, he even fell asleep on Montag's thighs. He couldn't do any of that with his sister and she was his best friend. He felt complete.
"You're awake"
"I just woke up, I'm hungry" He got up "I'll order something for the both of us"
"Come back to bed and let me cuddle with you. I'll cook for us in a minute"
Alex didn't need to be convinced. He climbed back into bed and Montag spooned him. The feeling of his embrace was unmatched, he smelled deliciously and his body was so warm. He felt like he could relax every muscle in his body.
"You smell so good" he squeezed Montag's arms "There's a few studies around the relaxing effects of scents and some are particularly about partners' scents"
"That's nice. I also like how you smell, like honey and oats" Montag kissed his nape. His voice was deep and soft "Are we partners?"
Alex was so glad Montag couldn't see his face and how red he was. He nodded fast and Montag nibbled on his ear. He felt his hands wandering his chest hugging him tighter, his nails brushing his nipples. Alex gasped and Montag bit him on the shoulder. He turned his face to look at him and Montag took advantage of the movement to kiss him.
The soft moans coming from Montag's throat were like music to his ears and Alex moved to hug him, Montag pinned him to the bed with his crotch against his own. When their dicks touched Alex felt electricity traveling through his body and sucked hard on Montag's lower lip.
"I like it when you kiss me"
"Do you? What else do you like?"
"Earlier when you let me cum on your throat, I thought I was going to die, it felt so good"
"You're naughty and lucky, I also enjoyed that. Your dick pulsing on my mouth was so hot"
The feeling of Montag's wet tongue on his neck and ear was distracting, Alex didn't understand how he could carry on with the conversation without stopping his assault on his body. It felt like Montag's hands touched everything, Alex couldn't focus on what to do, he just wanted the pleasure to take over his body. Montag slid himself down his body kissing and nibbling on his skin. He took his hands and intertwined their fingers and Alex felt his limbs weakening. He couldn't find the words for the things he wanted to say, how Montag's touch changed him, how he wished they could stay like this forever. Montag bit his belly hard pulling him out of his thoughts.
"Ouch, why did you do that?"
"You're distracted. Focus on me" Montag pouted "You're hurting my feelings"
Alex burst out laughing and untangled their hands to grab Montag's face. His lips were red from kissing and his eyes looked clear and bright. He was smiling and his smile reached his eyes. He was gorgeous, all sharp lines and soft skin. Ales brushed his thumbs on his lower lip and Montag licked him.
"You're so silly, but you're also sexy so I'm gonna let it slide"
"Thank you, almighty Alex"
Montag pushed himself up and crawled over his body to kiss him languidly and slow. His tongue playing with his lips without entering his mouth, his teeth nibbling gently. Alex wished that Montag had clothes on so he could pull him closer.
"I like you so much"
The words left Alex's mouth and he immediately covered it with his hands while blushing. Montag took hus hands and uncovered his lips to keep on kissing him. This time the kiss was deeper, more sensual, their tongues entwined as Alex's embarrassment evaporated.
"I like you too, babe"
Montag kissed him once again, his hot breath bathing Alex's face. He grabbed Alex's thighs and wrapped them around his waist. Alex could feel his boner touching his dick, both of their precums moistening their skins. Alex felt his butthole twitching which made him break the kiss.
"I-I want to stop" he pushed Montag by the shoulders
"Is something wrong?"
Alex thought about discussing it with Montag but the embarrassment won. He was experiencing things he never felt before and he didn't know how to react to them. Being ignorant about his own body frustrated him a lot.
"No, I'm just hungry, I think I'm getting distracted by it" Alex knew he couldn't lie but he hoped it was believable
"Fuck, I'm an asshole. You're so hot I just couldn't stop"
Montag got up and walked towards his closet to grab a towel and some clothes. Alex watched his back and his butt as he walked slowly. He was perfect in every way, his long black hair, narrow waist and muscular buttocks begging to be squeezed. Alex felt like a stalker obsessing over everything he did. When Montag turned to walk back, he had to look away, his dick, still semi-hard swaying softly making his mouth water.
I'm going crazy
"Is the towel to cover yourself?"
"No, go take a shower while I cook us something"
Montag kissed the tip of his nose, gave him the towel and clothes and pushed him towards the bathroom. Alex entered and was immediately hit by Montag's scent. The bathroom was small, typical of a loft in New York, there was no tub, only a shower, the toilet and the sink, and everything was neatly organized. He stood for several minutes bathing in the citrusy scent. He was so horny he didn't know if he could leave the bathroom without sporting a noticeable hard on.
Stepping into the shower was torture. Everything smelled like Montag. Alex looked at his dick, throbbing and leaking, He took it in his hand and stroked it softly. He'd never masturbated before but if he wanted to look presentable, he had to do something to appease his desire.
Repeating the movements he used on Montag earlier, Alex caressed his cock with his right hand focusing on the tip, with his other hand he went to grab his balls but his fingertips brushed his butthole and he shivered. Without altering the rhythm on his erection, he continued exploring his butt. He felt so embarrassed but at least he was alone in his endeavor. The idea of having Montag there terrified him. He was always so kind and understanding of his limitations, but Alex didn't want to rely on him too much, he was afraid his inexperience would scare him away.
A couple of minutes later Alex realized water wasn't going to be an effective lubricant for the conquest of his butthole and chose to focus on masturbating. After ejaculating against the wall, he finished his shower and put on the clothes Montag lent him. The smell of the clothes almost made him hard again but he controlled his body and walked out to be welcomed by the heavenly smell of butter.