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Me inside of him.

Perhaps I should fuck him too.

But not yet. Instead, I watch them writhe from the doorway, reaching into my pants and squeezing my aching dick.

“He’s watching, you like him watching?” Ford says, and Ben groans, almost delirious from being fucked awake.

“Yes. Yes. Yes,” he chants as Ford pushes into him over and over.

“Want him to join?”

“Yes!” Ben cries out, and I feel my heartbeat throb in my neck. It’s pounding so hard that I’m almost lightheaded from it.

“Please. Please,” Ben is begging now, and it’s an impossible request to resist. I push my pajama pants off and walk over to them, holding the base of my dick while I watch them. Ford is propped up on his elbow, his hips snapping back and forth as he works himself in and out of Ben’s ass. I watch his muscles move, watch as his ass clenches with each forward thrust.

And for some reason, some inexplicable reason, I want to try something new.

Something I’ve never thought about until now.

I grab the lube that’s sitting on the side of the bed and snap the cap, watching as Ben’s eyelids flutter open.

“You gonna fuck him?” Ford asks, slamming into Ben and holding him there, his cock stuffed inside of him.

Ben whimpers and I roll my neck, wetting my two fingers with the gel and approaching Ford.

“God, I wanna watch you fuck him for the first ti—,” Ford groans, but then his words are cut off when I reach down and slide my fingers up his crack.

Ford’s lips part and he leans back, meeting my stare.

And then without another word, he arches his hips forward, pressing into Ben a little more to give me better access.

So I do it again, squirt some lube onto my fingers and swipe it up his ass, making Ford’s breathing come out harder, making his already pink cheeks darken.

“Oh fuck. Yes.”

I swirl around his hole, feeling it clench around me, and then slide a finger inside.

Ford lets out a long groan, a pent-up one that seems as if it stems from his abdomen, and Ben gasps, his lips parted, his hand on his cock.

“Is he in you?” Ben asks, his voice throaty and worn. “Is he finger fucking you?”

Ford only nods as I slowly work my finger into him, feeling the warm heat of his body against my skin, feeling the way his muscles loosen and open for me.

I’m in Ford. Inside my best friend.

Ben’s eyes roll back into his head at the mere thought of it. “Oh god. Yes. Yes. I want to watch you two fuck.”

But I’m not ready for that, I’m not even sure I’m ready for this, but my dick is. It’s throbbing, leaking, straining out toward the two of them as I crawl onto the bed and sit on my haunches, twisting my wrist slightly to find that small raised bump inside of him.

And when I do, Ford lets out a slew of cuss words, his hips bucking. Ben gasps and I bite my bottom lip as I feel his wet hole suck me in and out of that tight entrance.

“More. I need more,” Ford grunts, and I add a second finger, spearing him as he continues to fuck Ben speechless. And that’s it, the way the next several minutes pass, Ford fucking into Ben before falling back on my fingers, the two of them groaning and panting while I try to keep my wits about me.

They look so good together, the two of them.

But the three of us are… perfection.

I add a third finger and the stretch makes Ford lose his mind. And so does Ben, the two of them going wild with lust as they start to orgasm, first Ben who pumps his dick almost frantically before unloading onto his chest and then Ford who slams forward and unleashes himself into Ben’s tight ass. I can feel Ford’s hole clench around me, can feel the way he shudders and shakes, and I help draw it out by massaging his prostate the entire time, until he shouts at me to stop.

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