"How many instruments do you play?"
They were sitting on Montag's sofa listening to music. Alex had his head on Montag's lap and Montag was brushing his hair gently. Alex's question broke the calmness of the moment. Montag smiled and gave him a little peck on the cheek.
"I play guitar, bass, violin and cello but my favourite is piano. I even earned some awards and went overseas for competitions"
"That's awesome. Why didn't you keep on studying music?"
"My foster mother is a really kind woman and she baked and did a lot of things to raise money to help me with my music but studying formally is on a whole other level. I could get scholarships but I'd still need money for living expenses and I didn't want to bother her with that"
"Do you still keep in contact with her?"
"She texts and calls occasionally, but I'm not good at maintaining relationships. I don't feel comfortable with her because I always thought she saw me as a charity case"
"I don't know her, but most people wouldn't invest so much of their time and effort into just one person. Don't you think that if her goal was to be a good Samaritan and nothing else, she could've chosen to help a group of people and not just you?"
"I know, but that doesn't negate my feelings of unworthiness"
"I'm gonna smack you. You've accomplished so much when every odd was against you and you're basically perfect, I don't know how you can treat yourself so badly"
Montag laughed out loud. Alex's face was red with outrage and he was gesturing fast with his hands. He liked how Alex got offended on his behalf for something that he really didn't care about. He was at peace with his nihilism and his negative outlook in life, but this puppy of a person wanted to be his knight and fight his mind and that amused him greatly.
"You're so pretty when you get pissed. You look as blushed as when you get aroused"
"Don't try to distract me. I'm trying to make you see how magnificent you are"
"But I don't need it, baby. I appreciate that you think such highly of me but I'm too depressed to care"
Alex looked at him and Montag could see the cogs on his brain working. He never thought he'd seen a speechless Alex in his life, it was definitely a sight.
"This is too much for my autistic brain. How can I comfort you if you don't care about being comforted? I mean, this was already difficult because I'm not good with words but now it's like a final boss fight on a video game"
"I don't need to be comforted because I don't feel bad. My past is long past"
"If praise does nothing for you, maybe I should show you how unique you are to me"
"Ooh that sounds interesting"
Alex rolled his eyes and turned his head to kiss him on the abdomen. Montag gasped when he felt Alex's teeth nibbling his skin over his shirt. The speed at which he was getting confident to touch him surprised him. Montag could still remember the little mouse who wouldn't even hold his gaze.
"You smell so nice. You no longer smell like cigarette smoke"
"I haven't smoked in ages; I know you don't like it"
"You're so thoughtful"
Montag jumped when Alex sat up and straddled him to kiss him passionately. They were both wearing sweatpants and he could feel Alex's boner poking his abdomen. He'd been pent up for so long he'd probably end up coming in his pants if his dick was touched. Without hesitating he broke the kiss and took Alex's shirt off. His light brown nipples were hard like marbles and Montag took one in his mouth and pinched the other with his fingers. Alex moaned and thrusted his hips forward.
"I'm so horny and you're so tempting"
He licked his way down Alex's torso, his body arching to allow him access to every inch of skin. Montag got up carrying him to the bed without stopping the assault on his nipples. He fell on the bed, their bodies still intertwined. Alex was moaning non stop hugging him with his legs and rubbing his body against him.
"Please, do something, I feel like I'm burning"
Those desperate words fired him up and Montag wasted no time removing Alex's sweatpants and boxers. His dick was beautiful, the tip glistening with precum. It was twitching, demanding to be touched. Montag licked it base to top and took it in his mouth. Alex jumped from the bed and cried out in pleasure clenching the sheets. Montag took his hands and put them on his head. With a loud pop he released his boner to talk to him.
"If you need to touch something, touch me. Let me know what you like, use me however you want to"
Alex had his gaze fixed on his face and Montag saw his eyes and mouth widen when he said those words. He tugged at his hair demanding for him to return to his sucking duties. Montag chuckled and resumed his blowjob. As soon as his lips made contact with the tip Alex whimpered and held his head still to push his cock fully into his mouth. Montag felt the tears pooling on his eyes at the sudden deepthroating but that didn't stop him from giving his best performance. He held his breath and used his throat to the best of his abilities. Alex thrust his hips one more and ejaculated right against the back of his throat. Montag couldn't stop coughing.
"God, God, God, I'm so sorry. It felt so good"
"Indeed, baby. It was amazing" he kissed him on the nose and smiled at him "that's how it is supposed to go, don't be sorry"
They lay on the bed kissing slowly. Montag felt his dick was about to explode but he didn't want to push Alex. He was willing to wait however long it took for him to feel safe. Surprisingly, Alex slid his right hand past the elastic of Montag's sweatpants and grabbed his dick without hesitation. Montag felt alarms going off in his head, Alex was skilled at giving hand jobs and he didn't feel like coming yet. He stopped him from masturbating him and lifted his hand to his mouth to lick each finger separately.
"You don't want me to touch you?"
The pain in those words made Montag stop and he pulled Alex against him to hug him. He should've thought about his actions better.
"No, sweet, it's not that. I'm just too excited and you're so good at it. I don't want to come on your hand"
Alex hugged him tightly and positioned himself so their dicks were touching. Montag wanted to scream, even over the clothes the stimulation was too much. He felt his sweatpants getting wet from his precum.
"Where do you want to come?"
Montag was sure his head exploded alongside his dick. Images of Alex riding him, moaning under him, with his butt lifted while getting it from the back and his feet on his shoulders while getting it from the front inundated his mind. A soft moan escaped his lips and he took Alex's buttocks and squeezed them.
"I want to come inside you" he whispered in Alex's ear and felt him tremble.
"I want you to do it. Do me"
"Dammit, why do you have to say that?"
Desperately Montag basically ripped his clothes from his body until they were both naked. He kissed Alex deeply, worshipping his mouth and tongue. Slowly he licked his way down his body, stopping to pay attention to his nipples and belly button. Alex was once again hard and leaking and Montag loved to see it. He gave his dick a soft kiss and continued his assault on the rest of his body. Alex's balls begged to be touched and Montag sucked them for a few seconds before licking down ready to give him a rim job.
"I prepped before coming here"
That sentence stopped Montag in his tracks. He was sure Alex didn't mean what he thought he meant. How could this innocent puppy know about anal prep? He sat and looked at Alex waiting for him to continue speaking.
"Elaborate"
"The last time I was here, I got this urge for you to touch my butthole and it confused me so I went home and watched a couple of videos and read some reddit posts"
"The fucking videos" Montag laughed "What did you learned?"
"Apparently some people, including some with female anatomy, enjoy anal, and everywhere I researched it said that if done well it can be a life changing experience. Everything I've experienced so far with you has been life changing and I didn't want this to be the exception. So, I prepared myself because they also said that you have to be well prepped for your first time"
"I never thought I'd be so turned on by someone being so thorough about everything. You are exceptional, baby"
Alex blushed and averted his gaze and Montag kissed him until he felt him relaxing again. He touched him and licked him all over until they were both panting and trembling. Feeling a bit more confident about going all the way, Montag opened Alex's legs and nibbled the skin of his inner thigh until he was facing his butt again. Grabbing his buttocks firmly he buried his face between them and started licking the skin surrounding his asshole. Alex moaned and thrust his hips against his face.
When Montag felt that Alex was relaxed enough to let him touch his butthole, he broke contact to seize the bottle of lube he kept on his nightstand. Covering his fingers with a generous amount he probed the entrance of his body and when they slid in easily, he realised Alex did a great job of readying himself. Montag wasn't surprised, his lover was good at everything.
"Holy shit"
"Shh, baby, relax your body"
Alex panted but obediently relaxed his thighs and butt. Montag felt the fibrous wall of his sphincter and pushed his fingers in slowly until he felt the bump of Alex's prostate. Pressing softly against it, he used his other hand to steady the hips, he knew what was coming.
"What the fuck are you doing? This feels weird, I feel good but also, I feel like going number 2"
"As expected, babe."
"No, it didn't feel like this when I did it"
"Because you probably couldn't find your prostate. Reading and doing are 2 different things. Relax"
The pressure against Montag's fingers was once again reduced and he focused on rubbing the prostate, Alex began moving his ass against Montag's fingers and his dick twitched leaking a lot of precum, the moans coming from his mouth got louder and Montag got the unstoppable urge of fucking him.
"Montag, Montag, I think I'm gonna cum"
"Not without me, I'm putting it in"