Anderson started to lightly massage Maxwell's anus, getting it ready for his entry in.

"Oh hell, that feels so damn good..." Maxwell muttered, drool forming on his lips. Anderson was getting excited; the blood was flowing more and more towards his penis.

'Not too fast, dammit. It's Enrico's first time...' Anderson reminded himself, 'I have to make this special.' "Maxwell..." said Anderson, trying to hold in his excitement; "Ah'm going in. But listen' closely. This is a honest tae God, unavoidable fact: the first thrust is gonna hurt like fucking hell." "I don't care! Come on!" snapped Maxwell, he WANTED this; he didn't care. "Ah'm just warning ye, scream into the sheets." Maxwell was quite confused. 'Scream? What did he mean by scr-'

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MOTHER FUCK! MOTHER FUCK!" he screamed. Thankfully, he remembered to scream into the bedsheets, so it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been.

"Dear fucking God, did you just stab it in there?" Maxwell said, a tear trickling down his cheek. "Nae, o' course not!" Anderson answered, "Ah told ye, I got a huge dick. Even if Ah had a normal sized one, it would still hurt like hell. Don't worry; it'll feel much better after a couple o' thrusts. He slowly extracted himself, and went in again. It wasn't nearly as painful this time, but it still hurt quite a bit. After a couple more times; he finally found the right spot.

Sudden pleasure.

"Oh God......." Maxwell whispered, "Again...again!!!" He went in deeper, emitting a small grunt. "Jesus....oh Jesus...." Maxwell moaned. Anderson started to rotate his hips, creating more friction, moving himself deeper and deeper into Maxwell, the thrusts started to get harder and harder. "Eeeee! More! MORE!" screamed Maxwell, starting to moan loudly involuntarily; primal instinct had came in; nothing else mattered. Anderson was too excited to care if they were loud. He grinned, and went faster and faster, the bed rattled and squeaked in response.

"FASTER! FASTER! FASTER!" screamed Maxwell, Clutching the bedsheets, trying to keep himself from falling over. Anderson delved deeper, he himself was drooling and moaning, he felt it coming, he couldn't stop it....He made a final thrust, as deep as he could without hurting Maxwell, and let it all out.

White, hot liquid erupted from the tip of Anderson's penis, in large amounts. The last thrust was pure ecstasy for Maxwell; he released one final moan, and ejaculated all over the bed. Anderson slowly pulled out, still ejaculating.

"Turn over, Maxwell!" Anderson said in excitement. Maxwell was greeted to splatters of semen on his chest and stomach. He giggled, and said: "Why'd you do that?"

"To do this....."

And Anderson proceeded to lick Maxwell's body clean of the splattered semen, slowly sucking it away; causing Maxwell's entire body to shiver in pleasure. He finally finished, and wrapped himself around Maxwell, their naked bodies sandwiched together; their tongues intertwined, sweat from activity before trickled down their bodies. Finally, they calmed down, each ragged breath slowly turned into equilibrium. "Oh God...Alex...you are truly, and honestly...an angel..." Maxwell whispered, nusseling his head into Anderson's chest.

"Ah ain't called Angel Dust for nothin'..." Anderson laughed softly, lightly massaging Maxwell's head, causing Maxwell to sigh, closing his eyes.

"But....why would you want to waste your time on a bitter fuck like me....?" Maxwell asked, his head still lying on Anderson's chest.

Anderson slowly brought Maxwell's head up to his, leaning him against his own. "Like ye said....Ah'm an angel...n' ye needed me. Isn't that what angels do?"

A smile grew across Maxwell's face like he had never experienced before, and buried his head into Anderson's muscled stomach.

"Will you always....be my angel? Will you never give up on some mean, bitter priest like myself?" Maxwell whispered, his arms encircling Anderson, lightly stroking his back. Anderson closed his eyes, and looked down at Maxwell lovingly, tears forming in his eyes.

"Until the day Ah die."

The End