“Holy shit,” Benji said, bouncing his hands against the bed. “This might be even better than yours.”
“I’ll buy you whatever bed you want, baby.” Noah ran his hands over Benji’s jeans, just to hear Benji’s breath hitch. Then he snaked around to undo Benji’s belt, pulling his jeans and boxers down in one go.
Benji moaned softly. His puffy hole twitched around the plug, pink and tantalizing.
Noah’s mouth watered. He swallowed his saliva and ran a finger around Benji’s stretched hole.
“Stay,” he ordered.
Benji’s head dropped down onto the mattress. But when Noah got back from rummaging in his bag, he still hadn’t moved. Even if his legs were trembling in anticipation.
“Good,” Noah praised. “Just like that.”
He eased the plug out slowly, only pausing to fuck it back inside a few times to hear his own come squelch inside him. Benji’s thighs tensed, and he sighed into the sheets.
“Don’t get too excited,” Noah warned him. He placed the plug on the duvet…
…and then picked up the one he’d gotten from his bag. He pressed the lubed end against Benji’s hole, testing the resistance.
Benji jerked. “Fuck! Is that another one?”
Noah shushed him and pressed in. Benji’s back bowed as the tip slipped inside. It got wider as it went, until finally Benji’s hole was straining around the girth.
“Oh shit,” Benji said. “Fuck,Noah. This one’s even bigger than y-you.”
“And you’re taking it so well,” Noah said. He fucked the plug in and out until his come gushed out, dripping down Benji’s balls.
Benji moaned. His cock hung hard and red between his legs, already drooling precum.
“Can I touch myself?” he panted.
“We haven’t even started yet,” Noah said, even though his own cock was pressing hard against his briefs.
After another few slick thrusts, the widest part of the plug slipped in. The rest of it went easily, the flared base settling against Benji’s hole.
Noah kissed Benji’s clothed spine. Then he wiped Benji clean and pulled Benji’s boxers and jeans up, ignoring Benji’s noise of confusion.
“You asshole,” Benji panted as Noah turned him around. “What’s the big idea?”
Noah kissed his nose. “That’s for me to know and for you to find out.”
Benji made a face. He looked genuinely annoyed, and Noah watched him carefully. He didn’t want to push Benji past his limits again.
“Oregano?” he suggested, his tone light on the safeword.
Benji rolled his eyes. “I’m fine. Just impatient.”
Noah relaxed. He pulled Benji closer, squeezing his hips. “Well, good thing I set the pace. Want to go to dinner?”
“I’d rather get railed, but sure.” Benji took one step toward the door and paused. “This isn’t a group thing, right? I’m not having dinner with my baby brother while I’ve got a plug in my ass. It was bad enough on the plane. I couldn’t concentrate on the movie—oh wait, robot butler. Max will have ordered a hundred things from room service by now.”
“A hundred and one,” Noah agreed. “And he’ll have taken the robot apart to see how it works.”
They went to check on Max in his room and found him asleep on his bed, fully clothed, surrounded by plates of pancakes.
Daphne looked up. She was sitting next to Max on the bed, scrolling through her phone.
“We’re going to dinner,” Benji whispered. “You’re not invited. Where’s the robot?”
