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“You guys are so filthy. I want you to fuck me, just like this.”
“You’re drunk,” I say, and Ben stares at me, those pretty fucking eyes meeting mine.
“You don’t want me sober, so might as well fuck me while I’m wasted.”
Cash and I exchange a look, and I sigh. Yeah, we fucked this up. Didn’t handle it the right way. At all.
But it’s too late now. We have to deal with the consequences.
Cash throws him onto the bed, and Ben bounces, his legs spreading in the process.
“Is that why you went out?” Cash asks, and Ben just leans up, eyeing the two of us.
“Well, you weren’t interested. Had to find a way to entertain myself.”
The way he says it, so bratty, turns me the fuck on. I like this side of Ben. Talking back. Makes me want to do things to his ass that make him cry.
But Cash just looks like he wants to give Ben a lecture.
“Come on,” I suggest. “Let’s just get him off so he can sleep this off.”
Ben nods as he starts stroking his cock through his pants.
“Yes, please. Get me off. I’ve missed you.”
Cash’s stern demeanor cracks a bit, and he sighs. He turns toward me and shakes his head.
“We can’t. Not when he’s like this.”
I peer over at Ben who is pouting.
“We have to do something,” I hiss, and Cash sighs.
“Fine. A shower and then we let him sober up. And if he can manage that, we can fuck him.”
Ben stumbles out of bed, nearly falling on his ass as he runs to the bathroom. We follow along, stripping out of our clothes as we go.
“Hurry,” he says as he tries to get out of his jeans, only ending up with his hand in the toilet instead.
He stares down at it and then looks up at us, his pants pulled down his thighs, his shirt riding up his torso.
He’s never looked hotter.
“I really do need a shower now,” he says and then stands up and attempts to shuck the rest of his clothes, but fails miserably. We have to help him, putting him gently in the shower and then crowding around him.
His hands slap against our skin as he drags his fingers across our chests, his head tilted back, his chest rising and falling as he struggles to breathe.
“It’s been four days,” he slurs. “Four. Days.”
I meet Cash’s eyes, and he nods, falling to his knees and taking Ben’s cock into his mouth, making him moan loudly as I lower my mouth to his.
His hand grasps on to Cash’s hair as the other threads through mine.
I kiss him deeply, my tongue slashing into his mouth until he’s coming, his entire body shaking with the force of it. He slumps against me as Cash stands up, wiping his hand across the back of his mouth.
“I have dildos at the front door,” Ben says, almost asleep. “Lots of dildos.”
I eye Cash, and his lips twitch.
