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Ben hummed acknowledgement around the tip of Lucas' cock. Lucas bit his lip and tried
not to picture what Ben was doing. It didn't work. When he realized that resistance was futile he
lifted his arm off his eyes and looked down. The sight that met his eyes was one he planned on
using for masturbatory material in the future.
"Suck it," he whispered as he watched Ben gently mouth around the crown of his cock
and down the vein running along the underside. "Please."
Ben's pink tongue slipped out and swirled across the head of his cock as though it were a
lollipop. Lucas moaned helplessly before he shoved a fist between his lips to muffle himself.
"Shhh," Ben teased. He reached up and scraped his fingernails up the inside of Lucas'
right thigh. Lucas gasped. His leg twitched. "You don't want an audience, do you?"
Lucas shook his head wildly. "I'll be quiet," he panted. "Please don't stop."
"How could I stop when I have this delightful treat to feast on?" Ben dipped down and
licked a stripe up Lucas' cock, ending with a flick of his tongue against the slit to collect the
precum that had beaded there. "Mmm, and it's nice and creamy too."
Afraid to make a sound, Lucas bit his lips to silence himself as he watched Ben press
kisses to each of his balls.
"Shit," he whispered. He couldn't hold back a whimper as Ben laved the orbs with his
tongue.
"Ready for more?" Ben asked. He blew lightly across Lucas' scrotum, cooling the skin
he'd just licked.
"Yes!"
Grinning, Ben bent down and kissed the head of Lucas' cock. Then as Lucas watched, he
parted his thick lips and sucked Lucas' cock between them. Lucas gasped and thrust up into Ben's
mouth, unable to help himself. He expected the other man to gag or immediately back off as
Lucas' ex-girlfriend and countless other female lovers had done in reaction to his eagerness. But
Ben merely extended his throat and took Lucas down to the root.
"Holy--" Lucas' hips lifted up off the cushions as Ben swallowed around him, using his
throat muscles to massage and squeeze his cock. "Oh, my god... Ben..."
He'd seen countless porn stars do such a thing but had never experienced it. The sensation
was mind-blowing. He thrust up again and again and Ben took him easily, hungrily, as if he
knew exactly how incredible it felt, which Lucas realized absently he did. Then Lucas cried out
as Ben cupped his balls and used the tips of his fingers to stroke his perineum. When his longest
finger grazed the wrinkled skin surrounding Lucas' entrance, Lucas feared he would cum on the
spot.
He wanted Ben to touch him there. He wanted to know what it felt like when someone
who didn't hate him -- like Tyler -- touched him so intimately. Lucas tilted his hips, trying to
guide Ben's fingers. Ben's eyes lifted to him and Lucas whimpered.
"Oh, my god, when you look at me..." Lucas trailed off, so turned on he was unable to
speak coherently.
Ben swallowed him down again and circled the tip of his middle finger around Lucas'
hole. Lucas' legs flew wide apart. He thought, I want to get fucked.
He heard a door open and shut somewhere in the cottage. No, not somewhere -- he knew
exactly which bedroom door had opened.
Tyler's upper body appeared over the back of the sofa. His gray eyes were wide as they
moved from Ben bobbing over Lucas' groin to Lucas' reddening face.
"Shit," Lucas choked out but he couldn't bring himself to tell Ben to stop. "Tyler -- fuck
off!"
Ben looked up at Tyler in surprise and Lucas could tell he was about to pull off.
"No!" he pleaded, reaching for Ben's head. "Don't stop!"
"No, don't stop," Tyler murmured with a restraint that shocked Lucas. Absent were the
snark and jealousy. In their place was something equally as dark but with a sensuous edge to it.
Tyler narrowed his eyes as he watched Ben hesitantly continue to fellate Lucas. Tyler reached up
and massaged his bare chest, his fingers absently rubbing over a pink nipple. "Yeah," he
murmured, almost to himself. "Don't stop, Ben. You always were a good cocksucker."
The tone of his voice kept Lucas silent. When Tyler ran his tongue across his lips as if he
imagined himself in Ben's place, Lucas completely lost the ability to speak. He moaned instead
as Ben went down on him with renewed enthusiasm. He didn't know if Ben was turned on by
having an audience or if he was trying to prove something to Tyler who'd insulted his skills on
the beach, but Lucas didn't care. He was receiving the best blowjob of his life and Tyler was
there to watch it happen.
In the back of his mind Lucas thought he should hate to have Tyler watch him at such a
vulnerable moment. But as Tyler's eyes met his, full of heat and hunger, Lucas decided he loved
having Tyler as a witness. Lucas relaxed back into the cushions. He let his head loll back though
he kept his eyes on Tyler. He allowed himself to moan a little louder -- not faking it, but simply
not holding back. When Tyler groaned in response, Lucas felt triumphant.
"You could've been in my place," Lucas panted as he stared up at Tyler, "but Ben
wouldn't touch you if you begged him to."
He felt Ben's eyes flick up to him but Lucas couldn't look away from Tyler's darkening
face.
"If he's smart he'll never touch you again," Lucas went on. "He --- mmmh, god, Ben --
he's seen you for what you, are Tyler."
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