He made a lost, wet noise when Noah pulled out. He tried to chase it, tongue sticking out to reclaim the shiny cockhead in front of him.
Noah caught his jaw, wiping a trail of spit off his chin. “Hands and knees, baby.”
Benji fumbled to obey. He turned around and braced himself on the carpet. There was a moment where he rubbed the worn fibers, a yellow stain beneath his palm from paint or maybe takeout, and a tide of frustrated grief poured over him at the idea that he was getting kicked out of the place he’d shared with his brother for years. Then Noah pulled his slacks down over his ass and teased his thong aside to expose his hole, and Benji didn’t think about anything but him.
“Please,” Benji pleaded as Noah worked the plug in and out of him, lube sliding down his thighs. “Please, Noah, youhaveto. Youpromised, Ineedit?—”
Noah shushed him, bending over him until his lips were hot at the back of Benji’s neck. “You take what I give you.”
“I know,” Benji said, eyes pricking with tears as Noah pressed the plug insistently against his sweet spot. “I just?—”
Noah cut him off. “Youtakewhat Igiveyou. I’m gonna do whatever I want, and you don’t have to worry about it. Because you know I’m gonna make you feel good. And if I’m not, you know what to say that makes me stop.”
Benji nodded fervently. It took him a second too long to realize that Noah was waiting for a response.
“Oregano,” Benji said hastily. “I know, I’ll say it if I want you to stop.Pleasedon’t stop.”
Noah leaned lower, kissing sweat and tears off his cheek.
“My good boy,” he murmured. Then he pulled the plug out and shoved his cock inside with one smooth motion.
Benji cried out. There was no gag to muffle him this time; they would definitely be getting noise complaints.
Joke’s on you,Benji thought as Noah fucked him faster, dragging even louder cries out of him.I’m already getting kicked out. Wear headphones, assholes.
Then Noah started drilling into his prostate with each pass, and he lost the ability to think in words longer than one syllable. It was impossible with Noah leaning over him, pressing his magnificent chest into Benji’s back. He did this sometimes when Benji was overwhelmed: giving Benji his body weight, all skin-on-skin. It made Benji feel insane. Like he was being coveted, covered,consumed. He’d never been consumed by anything good until Noah. Never thought he’d let anyone close enough to dare. Then Noah came along with his kind smile and his caramel eyes and his stupid, beautiful cock and told Benji he wasn’t going anywhere, thebastard. Benji was never going to recover.
Noah palmed Benji’s cock over his thong. It was a mess, slick with so much precum it was dripping into the carpet. The wet lace dragged against Benji’s oversensitive cock, painful and delicious.
Benji whimpered. His elbows trembled underneath him, ready to give out. Then Noahsqueezed, grinding his cock into his prostate, and Benji was gone. Come shot up his stomach, pooling over his thong and dripping to the carpet. Benji slumped, only stopped from falling on his face by Noah’s careful hands easing him down.
“There you go,” Noah panted, hands returning to Benji’s hips, holding them up in an unrelenting grip. “Just lie there and take it like a good boy.”
“Yeah,” Benji slurred. Each pass of Noah’s cock sent him higher and higher, making his eyes damp with relief. An hour ago, he thought he’d never get this again. That the gala would be the last time, and he didn’t even get to havethat. And now Noah was inside him again, making everything better.
He made a pitiful noise as Noah slipped a finger in alongside his cock, stretching him even further.
“Never been stretched this wide,” Noah panted into the back of his neck. “Huh? Never taken anything like this before. Think I can fit another finger in?”
Benji whined, spreading his legs wider even as his heart jumped with anxiety.CouldNoah fit another finger in? He already felt so impossibly full. Noah was right—he’d never been stretched like this before.
“You’ll be so loose when I’m done with you,” Noah continued. “How many fingers do you think I could fit? Do you think I could fit my whole fist up there when I’m done?”
Benji whimpered, his cock valiantly trying to get hard again. A tear slipped down his cheek. He was crying in earnest the time Noah came in him, half pleasure, half transcendent relief. He fumbled for Noah’s hand, still locked around Benji’s hip.
“Don’t go,” he managed. “Stay.”
Noah stopped, cock softening in Benji’s hole. Then he wrapped his arms around Benji’s torso, hauling him up so Benji was seated comfortably in his lap.
“However long you want me,” Noah said, still inside him. “Nothing’s going to make me leave, baby. I promise. If my shithead brother thinks otherwise, he’s got another thing coming.”
Benji swallowed, his throat thick. He hadn’tliterallymeant for Noah to stay inside him, but now, it was happening, and he couldn’t think of anything better. Noah was holding him so close, his soft cock inside him a comforting reminder of what they’d just done.
Benji let his head drop against Noah’s cheek. He was going to fall asleep, the stress of the evening catching up with him.
“We should let him think he can,” he muttered.
Noah paused. “What?”
