“I can take it,” Benji insisted. His gaze fell to Noah’s cock again, that dazed look creeping back into his face. Sometimes he stopped before a blowjob just to stare at it, eyes half-lidded. Noah loved how reverent Benji looked, how grateful when Noah finally gave him his cock. He almost felt bad that Benji wasn’t getting it right now.
He reached down, giving himself a slow, long stroke. It was like touching an electric wire. He’d spent so long focusing on Benji, he’d almost forgotten his erection, which had flagged slightly as he made Benji watch him prep himself. Anal just wasn’t for him unless hereallywanted to see a pretty boywrecked by his hole. Luckily, Benji was putting on an incredible show.
Benji whined as Noah stroked himself, tongue darting out over his lips as if he wanted to lick up the precum beading on the tip.
“Hungry boy,” Noah murmured. “Is this not enough?”
He ground down, feeling Benji’s softening cock spasm inside him.
Benji jolted. “Fuck! It’s enough, it’senough. But you know how I feel about your cock.”
Noah hummed, remembering how Benji had stared at it while Noah rode him. His baby was so overwhelmed, but still mustered the energy to watch Noah’s cock bounce.
He held up his fingers to Benji’s mouth. Benji’s lips parted, letting Noah slip in and press down on his tongue with his salty fingers.
“When I fuck you with my cock and a dildo at the same time,” Noah started, pressing harder when Benji groaned against his fingers, “Which one do you want in your mouth?”
He removed his fingers. Benji’s tongue sprang out, trying to follow.
“Uh,” he panted when Noah tapped his cheek. “I-I don’t know. Both?”
“I only have one dick, babe.”
Benji made a noise like he was sad about it. Then Noah rolled his hips, and the noise turned pained even as Benji started to stiffen.
Noah slowed. “You okay?”
“Mm-hm.” Benji scrunched his eyes shut, nodding. “Feels weird. Getting hard in the condom.”
“Want me to take it off?”
“No,” Benji laughed. “Holy shit. It’s the only thing keeping me from bursting into full-on tears. I feel like I’m gonna shake out of my skin, sweetheart.”
Noah smiled. Benji didn’t do a lot of nicknames that weren’tdudeorman. He liked that Benji was making the effort.
“Anytime you want to stop,” he reminded him.
Benji rolled his shoulders. “I can take it.”
Noah eyed his cheeks, still tacky with tears. His narrow frame was still trembling. He wasn’t in subspace yet; he was too alert for that. Noah would have to take him further.
He rolled his hips harder, picking up speed when Benji writhed.
“Fuck,” Benji whimpered, voice cracking. “Fuck,fuck,oh mygod?—”
It didn’t take him long to come again. He didn’t even get fully hard before he started begging for it. As soon as Noah gave permission, his back bowed off the bed a second time, and his face creased up in agonized bliss, still trying to watch Noah’s cock bounce. Then he slumped against the bed, eyelids fluttering.
Noah draped himself over him, kissing and stroking. He kept his hips still, not moving as Benji went soft inside him.
“Let’s give you a break,” he told him.
Benji sniffed. “Thought you were testing my limits.”
“I am. And now we’re taking a break.” Noah ran his hands through Benji’s curls, examining his expression. He was still missing that dazed peace he picked up when he was deep under, the all-consuming release he craved. It took him longer, sometimes, when he was too stuck in his own head. Or if Noah didn’t give him enough instructions to focus on.
Benji frowned, looking between them. “You didn’t come.”
“Maybe I want to let you look at my hard cock some more.” Noah grinned, bumping their noses together. “I’ll get mine later.”
