Andrew was proud to admit that he was pleasantly wrong.
Maxwell had far more stamina as a top then Andrew would have given him credit for. He should have known not to doubt Maxwell, and he should have remembered from the last time that he had done so, but it was quite a while ago. Maxwell was also not the type to ever let anything get in his way, including his own body.
Was it so fucking hot to see how much pleasure Maxwell found from being inside of Andrew? To see him panting, sweating, holding onto Andrew's thighs and waist as he shook, trembled, and thrust his cock in and out of Andrew's ass? Andrew could barely control himself as he watched the man. Andrew was salivating just watching the man find pleasure in him.
