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Ben. Here in this motherfucking house.
Ford’s cock drops from my mouth, the two of us just staring at him. Ford’s hand is still in my hair and one of my hands is still on his ass. I don’t know what the fuck to do. I just told him that I wanted to be exclusive, and here I am sucking Ford’s cock.
I swear to god, only Ford could get me into this kind of shit.
“I’m—” Ben stutters, and I can see his cheeks reddening. “I’m—I—”
Neither of us moves, the air thickening between us as Ben just stumbles over his words, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. He looks damn good, tired, but still hot as fuck. His eyes are a little wild and so is his hair, and his shirt is a little too tight on his lithe body.
He looks like a piece of candy.
“Ben,” Ford says, his words a little raspy.
He wets his lips, and my eyes drop to his groin where his cock is pressed out from his pants.
“I—” He shakes his head, taking a step back and then pausing. He looks as if he’s warring with himself and then comes to a decision in seconds.
He takes a step forward.
My heart rate picks up as his eyes swivel from me on my knees to Ford standing before me.
“Again,” he says lowly and my entire body flames. I feel like I’m going to combust. What is it about this guy that gets me going like this? I have no fucking clue.
“Again?” Ford asks dumbly, and Ben swallows.
“Again.”
I know what he wants. I know what he wants to see.
And deep down, I want it too. I want it with the two of them.
I turn my head and engulf Ford. He lets out a gasp, his chin falling to his chest as I hollow out my cheeks. My hands grab on to his ass, pulling him into me over and over again, gagging when he moves too far down my throat, but I don’t let up. I’m doing this for Ben now. Doing this for him. So he can see me on my knees.
Ford is moaning loudly now, his hand grasping my hair roughly. We’re a cacophony of sounds of need and lust.
“Shit. Shit.Stop,” Ben says suddenly.
The urgency in his voice has me pulling off of Ford, my chin wet, my eyes glazed over. Glancing up, I see Ford’s chest heaving, his cheeks pink, and then I turn to see Ben standing right beside us. His hand is cupping his cock through his jeans.
He looks so fucking hot that I want to grab him and draw him down with me, want to press my lips to his, but I don’t.
He wouldn’t want that. He’s made that clear. But then again, here he is. I don’t fucking understand. My mind is too muddled.
Suddenly, he drops to his knees.
“What—” I begin but he just grabs on to Ford’s cock and brings it to his mouth. He spreads those pouty lips, and I watch as he engulfs that big dick expertly, like he does with me. Oh shit. Watching him do this makes my cock leak. Ford gasps, his free hand moving into Ben’s hair, now touching both of us as he thrusts his hips forward.
“Fuck, Ben,” he moans as I watch Ben’s mouth stretch over his hard length over and over. He takes him so good. So damn good. Fuck, I like watching this more than I thought I would. I love the way Ben grips his own cock, squeezing it, as if he needs to come. Reaching out, I move his hand away and run my palm over his hard length through his jeans. Ben whines and arches his hips forward, trying to fuck my hand.
I want him naked, want him sprawled out. I want to stick his cock in my mouth, want to watch as Ford fucks him.
Oh god.
Ben suddenly pops off Ford’s cock, leaving my best friend reeling.
“Take it out,” Ben says.
I stare at him, not understanding what he wants. I can’t understand English right now. I just see his lips moving and want my dick in his mouth.
