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Max

I lay there holding Ruben as tight as he held me. Neither of us was willing to let go even long enough to clean up. We were a mess lying in cum and lube but neither of us cared. “You know we’re going to regret not getting cleaned up,” I said making him laugh.

“Don’t care. I’m happy right where I’m at,” he murmured. His stomach growled loud and long and both of us froze. “I guess we need to get cleaned up eventually.”

“Yeah, like now, or apparently you’re going to starve to death,” I said and stood from the bed. He’d tied the condom off at some point and dropped it over the edge of the bed onto the floor. “We probably need to clean up the bed too.” We were both so focused on fucking neither of us worried about pulling the comforter and blankets back before we were busy going at it. “I’ll order some food while you go get cleaned up.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He kissed me as he walked by, and I watched his toned ass walk out of the room. He popped his head back around the corner. “Join me?”

“Like I could say no. I’ll be right there.” I found my pants and took my phone out. Not sure what to order but knowing we seemed to like the same things so far, I ordered some Chinese food and hurried to where I heard the water running. I hadn’t taken two seconds to even look at Ruben’s house, but what I saw was neat clean and very warm and inviting. I had expected it to be more minimal than it was. The hall was lined with pictures that I planned to ask about but as soon as I was close enough to see him through the shower door he was once again all I could think of.

“Hey, I—” He pushed me against the wall and kissed me hard, dipping his tongue into my mouth while I could only stand there and let him do whatever he wanted. His hands trailed all over me as I stood and watched the wonder in his eyes.

“Your bruises have healed nicely,” he finally whispered into my neck.

“After all that you only notice my bruises?” I asked and spun him around, so he was now against the wall. I repeated what he’d done to me and explored his body. “Do you know how much I’ve wanted to see your body? I mean you can see me anytime at practice, but I had to wait all this time.” He was thinner than me but toned and strong. Where my chest was smooth, his was hairy, and I couldn’t seem to stop running my hands through the soft hair there.

“I noticed more than your bruises. Way more than your bruises,” he said and reached for my dick that was already taking notice. “And I tried not to peek at you at work. I wanted to wait.”

“We waited so long,” I said and licked his nipple.

“So long,” he groaned.

“I ordered us food,” I said and regretted it the moment his eyes opened, and he gripped my hips.

“How long do we have?” he asked and dropped to his knees.

“As long as we need,” I said. The food could wait.

After mutual blow jobs we dried off and he gave me some of his clothes to wear. Soft joggers and a t-shirt that said Cheap Trick. “What is this?” I asked and pulled at the front of the shirt.

“It’s an old band. The shirt was my dad’s. I stole it years ago.”

“Good to know I’m wearing your dad’s shirt.”

“It looks way better on you,” he said as we walked into the living room and turned on the television just as the doorbell rang for food delivery.

“Perfect timing.” I walked to the door and took all the bags from the delivery driver and thanked them. “I might have ordered a little too much.”

“I’m starving,” Ruben said and took one of the bags. “What did you order?”

“Dinner for six. I was still a little stunned from sex,” I admitted.

“Oh, you got egg rolls,” Rube said as he unpacked the bag in his kitchen. “It smells so good, and I don’t think it’s too much. We’re going to need to keep up our strength.” He took a bite of an egg roll before offering it to me.

“Now I wish I ordered more. I want to make sure neither one of us is running on empty later.”

“Later?” Ruben asked as he took out two plates.

“When I’m fucking you.” His eyes widened before he walked over to where I stood and settled his hands on my hips.

“You’d better eat up then because I want you to fuck me hard.” He breathed his words onto my neck, making me shiver and grow hard all at the same time.

“We can skip dinner,” I offered but he knew exactly what he was doing.

“No way. I really am hungry, and we’ve got all night. You have to be to practice at eight which is when I start too. If you want, you can stay here. I mean you don—” I stopped him with my finger on his lips.

“Shh, not a word. We’re going to eat, then fuck, then possibly eat again before fucking again before we finally fall asleep.”

“Can we throw a blowjob in there somewhere?” he asked and bit his lip to stop his smile spreading.

“Maybe,” I said taking one of the plates he’d set out and scooping some rice onto it before adding lemon chicken, and a little of everything else we had.