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“Well, if you could keep those displays of affection away from guests, that would be much appreciated.”

Ben’s shoulders stiffen and he leans into me, nuzzling at my neck.

Her eyes move to him, but he ignores her, his hand resting on my chest, stoking the fire within me.

“So we shouldn’t suck each other’s fingers in public?” Ford asks, lifting my hand to his mouth and licking up my thumb.

My mom’s cheeks flush and she huffs, moving away from us quickly.

Ford chuckles as he watches her leave, dropping my hand and grabbing the drink the bartender has set on the counter. He slurps half of it down in one gulp before nodding toward the house.

“Let’s go show Ben your old room. Maybe give your mom a chance to cool her jets.”

“Oh, yes, I’d love to see that,” Ben whispers and is the first to move toward the house, his hand in mine as he nearly pulls me through the backdoor. People are still mingling inside, but they go unnoticed as we move up the stairs to the second floor.

“This house is so ridiculously big. I can’t believe you grew up here,” Ben says as we make our way down a long hallway. “Like this place even has wings.”

“Yeah, it’s dumb,” I mutter, and Ford chuckles behind us.

“It’s fucking cool. Too bad the people that own it are dicks.”

Ford jogs ahead and then pushes open the door to my old room. Not that it resembles where I lived as a child. As soon as I moved out for college, my mom redid it. Now instead of posters lining the black walls and a rumpled queen bed in the corner of the room, the walls are a boring beige and the bed features a white comforter that’s never been used.

“Erased you pretty fast,” Ford says and then flops backward on the bed, sprawling out.

“Yeah. Don’t much care now. It was a nice thought that maybe they’d forget about me altogether.”

“Pfft, you’re unforgettable,” Ford says, and Ben crawls up next to Ford, kicking off his shoes and lying down next to him.

“Maybe we should break this room in,” Ben suggests, and I stare at the two of them, looking delectable all dressed up and sprawled out for me. Probably shouldn’t fuck them both with a party downstairs, but I still want to.

“You know we don’t always have to fuck, Benjamin,” Ford teases. “I’d be good with a heavy make-out session and just holding you.”

Ben flushes and then swallows. “I know, but I kind of want it. I want you both. Always. But especially here, in his old room.”

Ford eyes me, and I tilt my chin down slightly, giving Ford the permission he wants.

He leans over toward Ben, his hand sliding up his side as their tongues visibly tangle. Ben’s hand drags down Ford’s chest straight to his groin, squeezing Ford’s hardening cock.

Wordlessly, I move to the door and lock it, wanting to desecrate this room, to leave evidence of our tryst, but not wanting anyone to watch.

God, I hope someone brought lube.

Just as I think it, Ford reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a handful of lube packets and some kind of sex toy.

“What is that?”

He waggles his eyebrows at me. “A vibrating cock sleeve.”

I let out a loud laugh, and Ford just smirks at me as Ben kisses his way across his neck.

“Had to be prepared for you horny fuckers,” he says as he yanks at his tie, loosening it. His hair is mussed and he looks so fucking hot that my dick aches. Ben’s hips are grinding against Ford’s leg, his breath coming out in short pants. The sight of the two of them makes heat flood my body. I feel like I’m combusting, like my entire body is going to ignite and explode.

The two of them continue to make out, their clothes slowly being peeled away until they’re only clad in their boxers, their shirts opened, their ties hanging loosely around their necks. They looked good in the suits, but they look even better utterly wrecked.

I quickly shed my jacket, shoes, and pants, and stepping in front of Ben, I hook my fingers in his boxers, yanking them down and exposing him to me. His cock springs out and smacks against his abdomen. My hand wraps around his dick, stroking it as I rip open a lube packet with my teeth.

Ben sees it and starts groaning loudly as I liberally coat him in the liquid, letting it drip across his balls and down his crack.

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