2 years ago on March 18, 2012

Reunited // @Maxxie 

kingmaxxie:

Maxxie couldn’t help rolling his eyes as he slid onto his knees. He didn’t like being teased when he was this horny, but it was Tony. “Piss off, ‘course I can handle it.” The blonde glanced up at the other boy devilishly as his fingers fumbled with the belt buckle. And if he didn’t hate belt buckles before he certainly did now. The cold metal against the rough movements of his fingers was slippery and unyielding to his touch. A stream of mumbled words of victory slipped from his lips as the belt came undone and in a few clear moments the blonde popped the button open and slid the zipper down.

The shorter stared hungrily as the pair of jeans slid down his thighs, revealing the pair of boxer briefs and everything Tony’s was offering to him. “Fucking hell Tony,” he laughed out, he’d always had the suspicion that Tony was large in that area and that was a big reason that contributed to why girls practically threw their clothes off in public for him but this was a pleasant surprise. Pulling his bottom lip between his teeth Maxxie dragged his fingers up along the pale thighs, stopping at the waistband of his boxer briefs in silent question. 

"Alright, prove it, mate." Tony still had a twinge of guilt for taking advantage of a drunken friend. He decided that if Maxxie still had the mental capacity to undo his belt, he’d let everything proceed as planned. He smirked as the blonde played with the belt for what seemed like ages before finally ripping the jeans open. His eyebrows shot upwards in astonishment. For someone who was seemingly completely plastered, Maxxie still carried his basic motor skills over. Tony was going to be pissed if he didn’t get a good blowjob, though. Drunkenness was no excuse.

Maxxie had seemed shocked at what he saw. It only fueled his smirk even more. Tony looked down at the shirtless male and couldn’t believe what was about to happen. His mate, one of his best mates, was practically offering himself for the taking. Tony rationalized this in his head that Maxxie wanted this prior to being drunk. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have wanted it this badly in his drunken stupor. Tony’s briefs started to tent at the boy’s rubbing, which stopped just short of the waistband. “Well? It’s not going to suck itself.” Tony placed his thumbs under the waistband and pulled down, revealing himself in his entirety for the other boy.



2 years ago on March 17, 2012

Reunited // @Maxxie 

kingmaxxie:

Maxxie raised his shoulders, the movement lacking enthusiasm. “It was a good idea at the time Tone,” he replied honestly, because it was a good idea at the time, and flicked his tongue over his lips to moisten them. The blonde gripped his fingers around the hem of his shirt and tugged it off his body clumsily, grunting when it got stuck on his head before throwing it away. “Too many clothes,” the shorter supplied with another lift of his shoulders and ran his hands absently over his now exposed chest.

Tony was good at manipulating people, he used sex as a form of power and manipulation but this was Maxxie, and Maxxie was the one that held all the cards in this game and this game was one he’d been dying to play. “‘M gonna gay you Anthony Stonem.” Maxxie felt the corners of his lips tug with a smirk as he shifted closer to the brunette. As far as he knew this was Tony’s only other encounter with another male and he was determined to make it something to remember-if only on his friend’s part. The blonde looked down at the twin pair of smirking lips questioningly, excitement bubbling inside his stomach.

A twinge of guilt suddenly panged at Tony’s heart. Maxxie was obviously inebriated beyond any legal driving limit and wasn’t his usual self. However, it had been a while since Tony was able to blow some steam with someone else, so this opportunity wasn’t one that was always readily available from Maxxie. Tony wasn’t gay, but he couldn’t deny the fact that the blonde was extremely attractive. The dancer’s build, the hair, the soft skin, the eyes. He had gotten to blow Maxxie in Russia and he knew that the boy had no reason to be ashamed of what he was packing below the belt.

Tony stood up from the edge of the bed, slowly lifting his shirt to expose his stomach, then his chest… then dropped the fabric back down. Even though Maxxie was drunk, Tony had every right to tease the other boy. “You said in your text you’d blow me first.” The brunette smirked down at Maxxie. He was in control, just how he liked it. “If you think you can handle it this drunk, then be my guest.”



2 years ago on March 17, 2012

Reunited // @Maxxie 

kingmaxxie:

Maxxie hadn’t planned on getting drunk-he never did-but he eventually found the bottle previously full bottle of vodka he’d stashed under his bed lying empty next to him. The blonde stumbled out of his room and towards the front door with one hand pressed against the wall to balance himself. Maxxie hadn’t seen Tony in a few years and seeing him standing at the door-still tall and handsome. He guessed he was still handsome as he couldn’t see much of anything in the dark. “Yeah Tone ts’me,” he slurred his reply, happiness evident in his voice. Maxxie reached out blindly, making a few failed attempts at grabbing the other’s hand before he settled for clasping his fingers around the fabric of his shirt and dragged him into his room. He had enough sense left in him to lock the door, not so much for his own piece of mind as Tony’s.

Maxxie knew the brunette wasn’t gay, it was just an experiment in Russia, but if Tony was going to let him do this he didn’t want  him worrying about people walking in on them. The blonde padded back over to the bed and fell on it clumsily before looking at Tony properly for the first time. His hair was still cut the same-before the accident anyway, he was still as tall and his eyes were still the same glorious blue that could make him drown. “You ‘aven’t changed much,” he mumbled, flicking his eyes over the delightful way Tony’s jeans fitted. 

Tony couldn’t help but smirk at Maxxie’s failed attempts at grabbing his hand. He had even held it out for the other to easily snatch, yet apparently the blonde had had a bit too much to drink. The taller boy let himself get dragged into his friend’s bedroom by his shirttails, watching the other do a mixture between crashing and sitting on the bed. Tony’s eyes scanned the room, looking for anything that stood out. Even after two years, the bedroom seemed to maintain the same neatness Maxxie prided himself in… All except for the empty liquor bottle that stood out like a sore thumb. It was a shame he didn’t have any left for himself; he could have used some spirits to make this even more of a thrill ride.

"Of course not, mate. One Tony, always Tony," the boy stated, smirking down at the boy. He could feel the other’s eyes on him. Since he was drunk, Maxxie had obviously made no effort to conceal his hungry eyes. Tony kicked off his shoes and sat on the edge of the bed. "You’re still the same Maxwell, too. Except for the alcohol. What’s with the drinking, mate?"



2 years ago on March 17, 2012

Reunited // @Maxxie 

Even though a year or so has passed since his Bristol years, Tony Stonem still new the streets like the back of his hand. He walked down the sidewalk towards the Oliver household, mildly entertaining himself by kicking a pebble with every other step. Years ago on a school trip, Tony had managed to woo Maxxie into getting physical. The boy didn’t refer to himself as gay. No, he had only wanted to experiment. Tony Stonem was not the kind of boy to admit that he hasn’t done everything. However, when Maxxie had revealed that he wasn’t good at it, then Tony stopped. He could check another accomplishment off his list, even if he wasn’t good at it.

Regardless, Maxxie was fun. Besides Sid, the blonde was probably the closest friend he had, seeing as though he helped him tremendously after hospitalization. Drunk or sober, Tony liked spending time with him. The brunette finally made his way onto Maxxie’s doorstep and swung the door open. Ringing the doorbell would only wake the parents if they were home, and Tony knew the family well enough that he could come and go at his own disposal. “Maxxie?” he whispered into the silent home.



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