“Bedroom.” Despite assurances of Van’s roommate being out for hours yet, he’d never be able to relax with the front door right there.
They moved as a unit, somehow managed not to trip, while hands continued to caress Benji’s body, awakening nerves and getting his dick to sit up and take notice. The bedroom door shut with a slam, probably kicked, because yeah, four hands, still on him. Then Joshua stopped touching, but only long enough to whisk his own shirt off and drop it on the floor. Van did the same. Everyone ceased contact for the sixty seconds it took to get shoes and socks off, because that was practical.
Nervous, turned on, and incredibly curious how things would proceed, Benji submitted to whatever they had in mind with this blow job. They knew he’d speak up if he didn’t like something. Joshua and Van looked at each other, communicating silently with their eyes, and that was crazy sexy to watch. As if they shared a sexual wavelength that allowed them to follow the same flow and work in tandem.
With gentle hands, they eased Benji onto the bed, spread in the middle on his back, still fully clothed. His hard cock pressed against his zipper with eager awareness, and he really wanted some pressure there. Instead, two mouths began licking the sides of his neck, his ears, and cheeks. Van nipped at his chin, before sucking a mark on the side of his neck that made Benji shiver with delight. Joshua kissed him on the mouth, tongue thrusting inside to lick and stroke.
Every kiss with Joshua was like coming home, so familiar and wonderful and perfectly them. Every kiss with Van was a new adventure. Together they worked to drive Benji nuts, still stroking his chest and abdomen with their hands. Keeping him keenly aware of where they weren’t touching him yet.
This isn’t just a blow job. They’re seducing me.
The thought helped him relax into their tender, loving care. When they carefully removed his shirt, baring a thin, pale torso, he didn’t hide his face from Van’s lustful gaze. He let him look his fill, which only seemed fair, since Benji had seen Van’s entire package more than once. Joshua tickled over his ribs, then ran his fingers through the thin trail of hair below Benji’s navel.
Benji had been watching Joshua, so the shock of teeth lightly biting his right nipple made him yelp and jerk his hips. “Fuck, do that again.”
Van grinned, then bit the same nipple, a light touch he soothed with his tongue. Joshua seemed to think that was fun, so he did the same to Benji’s left nipple, and Benji nearly shot out of his skin at the dual sensations. Two mouths on him, direct stimulation to one of his few very sensitive erogenous zones. He thrashed and moaned under the onslaught, his cock painfully hard in his constricting jeans, but he couldn’t get his thoughts together enough to figure out how to free it. He fisted the coverlet and let them play beautiful music on his body.
“Fuck, the sounds you make,” Van said on a whispered breath. “Listen to him, Joshua.”
“He loves getting his nips bitten.” Joshua slid farther down the bed and groped Benji’s erection.
Benji thrust against his hand, desperate for more friction. “Please.”
“Hmm?”
“Touch me.”
“We are touching you.”
With a grunt of frustration that wasn’t helped by Van’s continuous sucking on his nipple, Benji snapped, “Touch my dick.” Surprise jolted through him at the tone of voice he’d used. He’d tossed orders at Van and Joshua while they were in bed together, but he never got this controlling in bed with Joshua.
It was kind of awesome, because Joshua worked his fly and zipper, and then his hand was inside Benji’s briefs, jacking him lightly. The simple contact made Benji moan and thrust, needing more, but Joshua was in no hurry.
Van released Benji’s nipple to nuzzle at his ear. “Can I see you?”
Benji had to think a moment before he realized what Van was asking. With a shaky breath, he shoved his jeans and briefs down his hips, baring his erection to Van. Exposing himself to another man for the first time. The familiar embarrassment hit, but it was also tempered by affection and trust, so Benji grabbed hold of those feelings and kept them close. It allowed him to take Van’s hand with trembling fingers and place it below Joshua’s on his cock. Van held him with an equally shaky touch, his eyes wide and filled with wonderment. And something that looked scarily like love.
I have two different hands on my dick. Holy shit.
They took him apart one step at a time.
Joshua’s mouth was on him first, sucking and licking the length of his cock while Van fondled his balls. Inhibitions and fear fell away under the onslaught of sensation and pleasure rocketing through him, curling his toes and making it impossible to stay quiet. Joshua pulled off to suck on his balls, so Van took over stroking him with his hand. He never looked away from Benji’s face, studying every expression and emotion. The attention should have been awkward, but it wasn’t.
Benji tried to put his consent into his eyes, because he’d lost the ability to form words. Van tilted his head, eyebrows dipping, and then leaned in to kiss him. A hard press of lips that made Benji whine. Van pulled back and asked, “May I?”
Hell yes!“Guh.”
“That’s a yes?”
“Yes.”Yay, a word!
“Fuck, yeah,” Joshua said.
Benji raised his head as high as he could, needing to see. Van moved lower to first share a kiss with Joshua. Watching them make out hovering inches over his spit-wet cock was one of the most erotic things Benji had ever seen. They separated with a wet smack. Joshua moved up Benji’s body to torture his nipple again, while Van slowly—so fucking slowly!—lowered his mouth to Benji’s cock.
He licked a stripe up the length from root to tip, a feather-light touch that made Benji growl, because he needed more, damn it. More pressure, more intensity. Van ran the tip of his tongue across his slit, and Benji’s head fell back to the mattress on a long moan. Joshua stretched up to kiss him, tongue leisurely licking into Benji’s mouth, while Van swallowed him down.
Joshua’s hands were everywhere—his chest, his belly, his throat, touching and stroking while kissing him senseless, and all the while Van was trying to suck Benji’s brains out throughhis dick. It was too much and not enough, and his balls drew tight, warning him.
