They did, and the sight of Joshua kneeling over Van’s head, that pink plug base winking at Benji from Joshua’s crease, sent a bolt of pleasure straight to his groin. He pumped his hips, fucking his own fist, because that was fucking hot. It was like watching Choose Your Own Adventure porn. They fumbled a bit to get a good rhythm going. Then Van tapped the plug base, and Joshua’s entire body jolted.
“Again,” Benji said.
Van tapped a second time, and then applied constant pressure, angling it. Joshua shouted something, his back arching, thrusting hard into Van’s throat. He froze in place, Van swallowing his load. Benji squeezed the base of his own dick, staving off a fast-approaching orgasm, because yeah, that was fucking intense. Van helped Joshua ease onto his side, then sat up and wiped his mouth.
“Didn’t mean to come so soon,” Joshua said, voice slurred. “Christ, that felt good.”
“If you liked feeling a plug against your prostate,” Van said, “wait until I get a vibrating massager up your ass.”
Joshua’s eager whine matched Benji’s. Holy fuck, watching Van take Joshua apart was becoming his favorite thing in the world. The sound pulled Van’s attention back to Benji, and Van said, “Goddamn, I want to kiss you so much right now.”
Benji grinned; he wanted that too. “Show me.”
Van took that need out on Joshua’s mouth, pinching his nipples and tongue-fucking him until Joshua’s dick started toswell again. He clung to Van, rutting against his thigh, making out in an intense, if unhurried, way.
They are so beautiful together.
“Mmmm,” Van purred. “Wanna fuck you so bad.”
“Hell yes,” Joshua said.
He smacked an exposed ass cheek. “Hands and knees.”
They untangled themselves. Joshua knelt with his left side facing the tablet. Van tilted his hips a bit more so Benji had a good view of Joshua’s ass. He played with the plug, pulling and pushing, angling it to drive Joshua crazy. The widest end came out a little, and then disappeared again. Joshua made addictive sounds that were less than a growl, but more intense than a grunt. Begging sounds.
Van worked him hard again with the plug, until Joshua started begging Van to just fucking fuck him already. Benji stroked his own cock harder as Van finally removed the plug, slipped a condom on, and then shoved his way inside. Joshua yelled. Benji worked himself faster, chasing his own orgasm while Van fucked Joshua senseless.
Benji came first, trapping the mess inside of his boxers, and his shout seemed to remind his boyfriends that they were being watched. Van looked at the tablet, right into Benji’s eyes, and he held eye contact while his hips continued snapping. Driving into Joshua at a furious pace. Benji couldn’t blink, let alone look away, and then he understood the question Van was silently asking him.
“Make him come,” Benji said.
Van reached beneath Joshua to stroke him; Joshua erupted seconds later, streaking the coverlet beneath him. With unsteady limbs, Joshua turned around, stripped off the condom, and swallowed Van’s cock. Van jerked once, twice, and then shouted as he came down Joshua’s throat.
Benji watched them touch and hug and kiss with a sharp pang of envy, kept apart from them by distance and time. He wanted to reach into the phone and cuddle with his boyfriends, but he couldn’t, so he drew on the memory of being in bed, sandwiched between them. Being so safe and wanted.
As much as he’d anticipated and enjoyed getting off with them, now he felt somewhat . . . empty. Drained. In the past, he’d had the option of touching and joining in, and now all he could do was observe.
I should let them go. Let them be free to do whatever they want, whenever they want.
Except he loved them both too much to give them up.
“Benji?” Joshua asked. His worried face had overtaken the screen. “You okay?”
“Processing everything.” Benji touched the pixels on his phone. “I want to be there with you two so much.”
“Us too. We’ll be together again soon. The anniversary party will be here before you know it.”
“I hope so.” He needed to climb back out of the dumps, so he cranked up a grin and said, “That was fucking hot, by the way. Watching you two.”
“It was pretty hot doing it on camera.” Joshua scooted back so Van could get into the shot. “Added to the intensity of everything.”
“You were both amazing,” Van said. “Next time I see you in person, Ben, I plan on kissing you for a solid hour.”
Benji’s belly rippled with anticipation. “What if the next time you see me is in a public place?” Like the anniversary party venue.
“I’ll improvise.”
“I can’t wait.”
