Page 71 of Worthy

″No,” he growls.

″Good, I wasn’t going to.” I nuzzle his neck as I resume stroking him over his shorts.

″What if someone comes in?” His eyes dart to the entrance.

I reach over to the door and twist the lock. “They won’t.”

I’m expecting that little gesture to help Maddox relax, and I guess it does, if the way he claws at my shorts is any indication.

“Take my dick out,” he grunts as he works mine free.

“You gonna fuck me up against the wall?” I wrap my hand around his length and give it a firm tug.”

“Not today.” He urges me to stand straight with a gentle push to my chest. “You’re gonna want to see this.”

The last time Madd said that I had the pleasure of watching him jerk us both off, so when he swats my hand away from his cock I don’t protest. I just stand there and watch, awed, as he presses the tip of his crown to mine and covers it with his foreskin.

I was not aware such a thing was possible, and now that I’m witnessing it… There aren’t words for how erotic it is.

With just his thin little layer of skin covering me it looks like we’re sharing a foot long dick, and though I can’tseewhere I end and he begins, I canfeelit, and that tiny bit of friction right on my slit is nothing short of heavenly. It’s literally the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt, right up until Madd starts stroking us, and I feel his silky smooth skin rubbing over my crown.

“Holy shit,” I gasp, bracing my hands against the wall on either side of his head to keep myself upright. “You’ve been holding out on me.”

“Not holding out, just waiting for the perfect moment to blow your mind.”

“What makes this the perfect moment?” My eyes try to roll back in my head as Madd’s hand shuttles over our cocks, but I force them to stay locked on the hedonistic display before me.

“You were bragging about how well you can work my body, so I had to show you you’re not the only one who’s been paying attention.”

“I…aaah” I’m so blissed out I can’t even form a response.

One of my most favorite things in the world is having someone else play with my dick. Stroking it, sucking it, riding it… I fucking love watching other people use it. I love when that person is Maddox above all else. But having him work my cockwhileit’s blanketed by his foreskin is like reaching enlightenment.

I feel the pressure of his hand, just like always, but there’s an added softness, a silky glide that’s new and different and utterly sublime. It takes all my restraint to keep my hips from pumping into his hand, and based on the way Madd’s biting his lower lip as his fist travels over us, I’m not the only one on the verge of losing his shit.

Chests heaving, nostrils flaring, we’re both desperate and frenzied, a chorus of grunts and moans echoing in the cavernous room around us as the rhythmic slapping of skin on skin drives us toward release.

“Jesus fucking... I can’t hold back. I can’t.” My voice comes out like a whimper as my balls draw up tight and I explode, the wet heat of my cum out from under his foreskin. Madd milks me for every last drop, the squelch of my release as it’s spread over our shafts a filthy symphony that sends him careening over the edge mere seconds after me.

“I’ll forgive you for holding out on me if we do that again. Soon,” I pant against his neck.

“Define soon.”

“Tomorrow. Pretty sure you emptied me out til at least then.” I kiss his neck, tasting the salty tang of sweat we just worked up.

“Deal,” he grumbles just as the door rattles.

I stand to my full height and lock eyes with Madd, whose expression is the epitome of caught in the act. “Bathroom is all the way in the back,” I tell him as a loud knock reverberates around us.

Madd rushes off while I tuck my spent cock away and open the door for Beck.

″Sorry man, didn’t realize that it was locked.” I open the door so he can step inside.

He gives me a skeptical once over before handing me my keys. “Thanks again for the truck. I left it in the public lot. Where is everyone?” He tries to peek around me, but I don’t think he saw Maddox racing to the bathroom.

″Ryder’s. We’re headed there now if you want to come with us.” I pocket the keys.

″Maybe I’ll stop by later. I still have some cleanup to finish.” He jerks his thumb over his shoulder and starts to turn toward the door.

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