Page 101 of Full Body Hit, Part 1

Instead, he sneaked into the bathroom, put his earphones in, and watched every single one like some kind of deprived pervert.

Aunix

Hope you’re having fun sending me these in the middle of the workday

Charlie

Sorry daddy I won’t send you any videos anymore if you don’t like them

Aunix

Your ass is gonna be so fucking red when I get my hands on you, you won’t be able to sit for a week

Charlie

Promises promises…

Auston couldn’t help but laugh at the fucking audacity of the kid, at the way he was gaining enough confidence to tease him.

Not that Auston wouldn’t spank the fuck out of him if he ever did that in real life, but that was half the fun for both of them.

Once, he’d crashed into Chase right after hiding in the bathroom to pant over one of Charlie’s videos. It had been dizzying to suddenly have the Omega so close, clinging to his shirt, looking up all flushed and bright-eyed, Auston with a half-chub in his pants.

They’d jumped apart as if they’d been on fire, Chase hurrying past him and into the toilets.

Auston didn’t know why the contact had affected him so much. He’d had to shake it off as he walked away, like a dog shedding water.

Despite all the mischievousness, Charlie did mostly use the plugs when Auston could jerk off about it, calling him so Auston could listen to his baby lose it, or wait for video after video of Charlie sobbing as the plugs split him apart one after the other.

He wouldn’t be forgetting Charlie using the biggest one any time soon. Would probably be the last thing he thought about before dying, actually, how Charlie’s thighs had trembled wildly. How he’d made so much noise it crackled over the line, high gasps like he couldn’t quite believe what his body was managing to do.

Through it all, Auston had a front fucking seat. The light Charlie had set up made his slick gleam, the plug shining, it was so wet, Charlie trembling as he lowered himself on the widest part of the toy.

“Daddy, Daddy,” he kept whining, and Auston murmured praise the whole way through even though it was a video and Charlie couldn’t even hear him.

Auston resolved that watching Charlie with a delay wasn’t going to work for much longer. Sure, it’d had its charm and titillation at the beginning, but he was getting impatient.

When Auston sent Charlie a copy of his cock, he’d have to watch it live. Would have to be able to speak to Charlie, talk him through it, make him feel what it would be like to really be taken by his Alpha.

The sound his baby made when the biggest plug finally popped in cut through the speakers, a moaned shout, Charlie scrabbling on the sheets of the bed he was clinging to, fucking himself right in front of it, back to the camera so Auston could see everything in detail.

It was a fucking crime that Auston couldn’t touch him, that it wasn’t his fingers doing that to Charlie, four digits curled up so they were almost a fist.

Auston didn’t even tease him, just let his baby rock on the plug like it was a knot and then forcing him to get fucked by it, popping in and out of his hole with an obscene squelching sound that had Auston so hard he was dizzy with it.

“That’s it,” Auston said softly, desperate with the urge to feel that tight grip around his cock, fucking throbbing with the need to touch.

When Charlie did come, it was like an earthquake took him, trembling all over, sobbing into the bed.

Auston wasn’t much better.

Charlie had to lie on his bed a long time after coming and removing the plug. Auston wished he were there to do the cleaning up for him, to cuddle him and keep him safe and warm.

He had to settle for what they had, instead.

“You’re so fucking perfect. That was amazing, baby, I can’t believe you got to the last one so quick.”

Charlie hummed sleepily. “Want Daddy to fuck me. I can’t wait…I think about it all the time.”