Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2005 05:30:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Keith <sag85kt@yahoo.com>
Subject: Maxxed Out Chapter 2: Bedroom Beat-Off

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are all trademark and property of Corday Productions, Inc.  and NBC
Daytime. Furthermore, I do not declare the sexuality of the characters I
choose to write for, nor the actors or actresses that portray them. I am in
no way affiliated with the Days Of Our Lives cast or crew, past or present,
and more than likely, future.

Max's eyes went wide as he stared back at Patrick, who even Max had to
admit had a mesmerizing pair of baby blues like he'd never seen before. The
idea of Patrick watching him made him feel like he was going to come
without even touching his dick, right onto Patrick's sheets. Patrick
finally released him from the pin that was turning Max on to the maximum
and gave the kid's ass a nice slap, "Somebody's speechless,"

Max slowly turned around revealing, if possible, a longer and thicker
hard-on than Patrick had remembered from the shower and that was making
Patrick's grower bloom back to full mast again. Max's smirk was mischievous
and he had a sexy suggestion, "Instead of just watching," He began, "Why
don't you join me for a nice beat-off session, Lockhart?"

Patrick crossed his arms across his chest, ignoring his erection
intentionally, "You just want to see my come this time instead of eating
it, don't you?" Max just shrugged nonchalantly, in the same exact position
he'd been in his bed at the Devereaux place before he'd decided to head
over here, "Maybe......and maybe when one of us comes, the other can use
that load to polish off his own hard-on," That kinky thought made Patrick's
cock pulse and Max smiled, moving to his knees and then down to his stomach
as he brought his hand to stroke Patrick's magnificent mini-me. He licked
his lips, eyeing the meat greedily. Patrick leaned his head back as he felt
Max's hot, teenaged mouth cover his entire length and Lockhart rubbed his
hand over his chiseled chest.

Max didn't suck him long, wanting to leave him wanting more. When he did,
Patrick stared at him, his face softened with lust. He half wondered if
Patrick would, in turn start going down on him, but he just climbed onto
the bed, next to Max, who couldn't help comparing the meat pointing up to
the ceiling. They were both cut at a nice, average length. Patrick's was
about six-and-a-half-inches and thick, while Max's was thinner, at
seven-inches, with a curve that made it look all the more delicious. Before
either had began beating their meat, Max's hand reclaimed Patrick's dick
and stroked it earnestly, having no interest in his own cock as Patrick's
was left there hard and begging for attention. Patrick took Max's new
venture further, taking Max's cock in his hand and gently stroking it.  It
quickly became a race to see who would come first and Max smirked dutifully
as Patrick's rocket began shooting off its come.  "Mmm," He moaned from the
back of his throat, covering his hand in the sticky substance with a few
sexy strokes.

As Patrick came, his hand fell from Max's dick and the Brady stud
remembered his suggestion from earlier and decided to be
adventurous. Removing his hand from Patrick's moist and softening member,
his hand, covered by Patrick's hot load, found his own cock again and began
to stroke himself with Patrick's come as lube. The hot liquid burned
against the sensitive skin and Max loved it. "Talk about a gentle, warming
sensation," He panted as he watched Patrick watch him jerk is cock
mightily. Patrick moved his hand to Max's chest and rubbed his boyish pecs
to egg on his latest boy toy's hot attempt at getting off.

Max spread his legs further, tempting Patrick with his package and staring
at him with an intense gaze. Patrick's return gaze was lustful and Max
could feel how close he was now. Patrick wanted his dick in his mouth and
Max could see that. Lockhart's hands rubbed up and down Max's thighs as his
face inched closer and closer to Max's meat. Max smirked, slapping his cock
against Patrick's mouth. He flicked his tongue out and found the underside
of Max's length, where it was most sensitive. As Max beat it faster,
Patrick found it difficult to avoid the hand that pumped. He waited for the
most opportune moment and when Max paused to play with his balls a little,
he knew it had arrived. His lips wrapped around Max's manhood and his
throat opened completely, taking in every inch of the dick to the point
that Max had to drop his hand away from his balls. He could practically
take his length with his balls down his throat and that was the hottest
thing Max had every experienced. His hands supporting his head back on the
pillows, he bucked his hips and as soon as Patrick's nose was buried in his
bush, he came fast and furious. Patrick was feeling really hot now, after
giving Max a few more sucks, tasting the residue of his own jizz on the
veiny length and now the taste of Max's boy juice was added to the potion
and Patrick licked his lips greedily as his hand found his own dick.

Patrick remembered Max's ass well, from the nice rim job he'd given the
younger guy in the shower a little earlier. His dick was at its prime again
and he wasn't sure if a mere blowjob would cut it, really. I mean, he loved
a blowjob like the next hot stud, but he had to admit that he would love a
piece of that ass. Before Max could come down from his high or acknowledge
what Patrick was doing, he lifted Max's legs up and rested the ankles on
his shoulders. "Time to see how limber you really are, Brady," The lust was
still in his voice, which was groggy from the aftertaste of so much
cum. Max was oblivious to what was going on until he felt a sudden, sharp
pain. He arched his neck and looked at Patrick, who was now entering him
from behind. He was about to protest, because of the pain, when he felt a
wave of pleasure that overtook the feeling of pain by a mile or two, "You
look my ass, Lockhart?" Max asked giving the cock buried within it a tight
squeeze. "Yeah, fuck me, Patty boy. Let me feel those balls slap against my
cheeks,"

Max's dirty talk made Patrick really pound the Brady boy's ass and he knew
it wouldn't be long before he blew his load. He leaned forward, towering
over Max and his hands gripped the racecar stud's shoulders as he brought
himself to an explosive orgasm. As he did, Max wrapped his legs tightly
around Patrick's waist and encircled the stud's torso with his arms; he
brought Lockhart closer and, as Patrick's come drained from his cock and
balls, he planted a hot, wet kiss on his delicious mouth. The sweat that
lined the curves of Patrick's muscles made him all the sexier, Max thought,
as his hands massaged the hot man's pecs lustfully. "Damn, Lockhart," He
said with the tone of an egotist, "That had to be a gallon of special juice
you just wasted on me. You should probably rest up, so you can get a nice
reserve back,"

Patrick chuckled, as he collapsed beside the younger hottie, having pulled
out of the hot ass he'd just fucked. "You are so full of yourself, you know
that?" Patrick said, "Yeah, you're hot, but, hello, this is Salem. Have you
seen the crop of men to choose from? It's endless and believe it or not,
they're all hot and horny for whatever anyone has to offer them," Max
shrugged it off and got up, going into the bathroom. After pulling on his
shorts, he felt a buzzing in one of his pockets and knew it was his cell
phone. He pulled it out and saw that he had a message from his older
brother. He shook his head, remembering the good old days with his brother
with a self-satisfied smile. If only Jennifer knew just how hot her high
school sweetheart was, maybe she'd have married him, instead of
Devereaux. Then again, that would have been such little fun for Frankie,
who sure loved a hot male ass and pair of cock and balls more than any
pussy.