Frightened

Alex shivered when Montag's tongue touched his dick. No other feeling compared to the pleasure taking over his body in that precise moment. Everything felt new, he didn't know what sensations were before that. His skin was buzzing. He was aware of the beating of his heart on every inch of his body. Every worry left his head, all the tiredness vanished and the only thing he could touch was Montag, the only scent he could smell, the only air he could breathe.

"You're leaking, it's so sexy" Montag's low, whispery voice ignited his desire

"Everything is sexy to you"

"Everything you do is"

Another languid lick and then Montag's lips engulfed the head of his cock sucking him softly and he flinched, the warm wetness was too much for his overactive senses. Montag sucked his whole dick into his mouth, Alex could feel his throat closing on the tip. Something was building inside him, a tingling feeling concentrating on his balls. He grabbed Montag's head and pushed him away slowly, until a popping sound marked his release.

"Something's happening, I feel like peeing"

"You're gonna come, baby. That's it. Pretty common for your first time"

"I don't want to; I don't want this to end" He sat and touched Montag's cheek with the tip of his fingers "What if I'm dreaming?"

Montag chuckled and crawled over his body until their noses touched. Alex could see every streak of green in his irises, his lips swollen and wet, his forehead sweaty and his hair ruffled. He was so beautiful.

"You have no filter and that's so refreshing" Montag brushed his lips softly on his forehead and talked against his skin "This isn't our last time. Don't torture yourself and enjoy"

After another soft kiss Montag returned to lick his cock. One of his arms was stretched, his hand playing with his nipple and the other was playing with his balls squeezing them gently. Once again, he started sucking, progressively getting faster until Alex felt the tingling sensation reaching its peak. He threw his head back and closed his eyes as sparks of white floated in his vision, he no longer felt his legs, all his body trembling and the most intense feeling of pleasure overcoming his being. He tried to get Montag to release him but ended up coming in his mouth. Montag swallowed and smiled mischievously.

"I didn't want to cum in your mouth"

"It's less messy this way and I also don't mind" he grabbed the back of his head and dragged it to kiss him.

Alex hugged him by the neck and they rolled on the bed kissing. His skin felt hot and uncomfortable to the touch, every sensation multiplied by a million but he wasn't going to reject Montag's touch. Their tongues danced and their hands explored, little fires growing everywhere he touched him. Alex nibbled on his lips and freed his mouth to catch his breath.

"I think I could get addicted to this"

Montag laughed out loud and gave him a little peck on the nose before removing his underwear. Effortlessly, he picked him up and carried him to the bathroom. Alex was grateful because he wasn't sure his legs could support him. Montag left him seated on the toilet while he turned on the faucet and filled his tiny tub with warm water. The steam surrounded them and again, Montag picked him up and carried him to the tub.

"You're going to have to sit on my thighs because this is too small to sit face to face" his soft voice was like a caress against his neck and Alex felt goosebumps.

He nodded eagerly and after being left on the water he moved to let Montag enter and then sat on his thighs. He felt Montag's boner against his butt burning his skin with his hot touch. Montag took the washcloth and the bottle of body wash squeezing it on the cloth and began rubbing Alex's shoulders and back. He wanted to focus on the feeling of comfort and ease that came with taking a bath together, but he couldn't stop thinking about the hot rod digging on his back.

"Montag" His voice was rough and he cleared his throat "You're still hard"

"Don't think about it, let me take care of you"

"How can I not think about it when it is poking me?"

Alex wiggled his butt and Montag hissed and dropped the washcloth to hold the edge of the tub so tightly his knuckles turned white. Alex froze and rubbed his hand softly; he could swear his erection got bigger.

"Babe" Montag croaked "We need to get clean and you need to sleep. If we keep this up, you'll get hard again and then we won't rest"

Shocked, Alex hadn't noticed his cock was getting hard again. Montag was right, they both needed some rest. His body felt weak and the hot water was making him sleepy. He also didn't want to do something against Montag's wishes, fearful of him leaving.

They finished their bath and once more, Montag carried him to the bed. Alex felt spoiled and appreciated. They hugged, Montag spooning him being careful not to touch him with his hard on. Alex sighed and feeling satisfied, drifted to sleep.

The bright summer sun woke Alex up the next morning. He forgot to close the blinds and the light filled his entire room. He stretched his hand to reach for Montag but he wasn't next to him. Alex blinked and focused on the sounds; he could hear someone speaking softly. He got up, it took him a couple of seconds to notice his nakedness. Blushing, he took a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and put them on.

He walked out of his room and saw Montag standing in front of the cat tree, he had a finger raised to Nandor's face, scolding him about something, while the cat looked at him and yawned uninterested. Minutes later he decided that was the perfect moment to clean his asshole and started grooming himself. Montag opened his mouth in outrage.

"How dare you?" the indignation in his voice was hilarious

"He's the king of this apartment"

At the sound of Alex's voice, Montag turned to look at him, his face lit up with a smile when he saw him and Alex felt the floor shaking and his breath leaving his body. The morning light favored him, making him look angelic with those big green eyes and long hair.

"Good morning, I was reprimanding him because he took off with a slice of ham I was going to use for your breakfast sandwich"

Alex approached him and hugged him tightly kissing him on the cheek. He wanted to touch him, to never let him go, to brand him with his touch so he'd never leave him. He wished to replace every lover Montag had before so every time he looked at his body, he thought of no one but him.

Those feelings scared Alex. He always thought he was incapable of experiencing romantic and sexual feelings. He was convinced he was going to live the rest of his life in the company of cats and up until that moment he was happy with that idea. But Montag changed everything. He was capable of feeling and he felt so intensely it was frightening.

"You don't need to cook for me" his voice was muffled against his chest

"But I like taking care of you, it's something I don't get to experience everyday" Montag kissed him softly on the lips "I want to help you so that you can focus on making your dreams come true"

Alex wondered how Montag expected him to not fall in love if he said and did stuff like this. His behavior went beyond basic kindness and the fact that everything he did for him was catered to his desires and was so carefully planned and executed was wildly romantic. He wanted to ask him if he behaved like this with everyone he had sex with, but the answer frightened him.

What if I'm nothing special and he's just a really nice dude?

Montag released him and went to the kitchen to continue cooking. Alex couldn't take his eyes off of him. He was probably delusional but he didn't know how he was going to let him go when Montag eventually decided it was over.