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Cash stares at me for a minute. “Just like that?”
“Yeah, well, I mean, he invited me up. And I went. He’d been tempting me for weeks.”
“Did you feel guilty after?” Cash asks, and I nod.
“Of course I did. He’s Dean’s son. But fuck, he’s hot.”
Cash nods and then says, “He sucked my cock after we’d both been drinking. I didn’t even know I wanted him until he had me down his throat.”
I run a hand through my hair and sigh. “Fuck, he’s so irresistible.”
“I know.”
We shift on our feet, not quite sure what to do now, when we hear a rustling in the bedroom.
Ben appears in the hallway, his hair sideways, a crease down his forehead from the pillow.
His eyes slide from us to the bag on the table, and his cheeks flush.
“Oh shit.”
“Yeah,” I say, picking up the huge dildo and pointing it at him. “And we plan on using them too. Our cocks not good enough?”
I ask it in a teasing voice but he takes it much too seriously. He shakes his head.
“No. No, I just…”
He strides forward and grabs on to the duffle bag before turning around and disappearing back into the bedroom. Of course, we follow, crowding him in the bathroom as he brushes his teeth. The bag is at his feet, and I can’t help but eye it.
“I feel like death,” he murmurs, and Cash and I smirk as we move to scrub at our teeth as well.
“Maybe next time,” Cash says, spitting out his toothpaste. “Don’t go to a mobster’s house and drink all his wine.”
Ben flushes and then rinses out his mouth, moving to the shower and turning it on.
“I can do what I want,” he says sassily as he strips out of his clothes.
He bends down, shifting through the bag and pulling out a suction cup dildo and a Fleshlight.
“You’re not the boss of me. I don’t need you.”
We watch as he angrily sticks the dildo to the wall of the shower and then fumbles with the lube we left on the shelf.
“I think he’s mad,” I whisper to Cash, who just glowers at me.
“No shit.” Then he turns to Ben and says roughly, “You have five minutes and then we’re coming in.”
He rolls his eyes as he slides his fingers up inside of him.
“I don’t need five minutes.”
He removes his fingers and then bends slightly and slides back onto the dildo with a gasp, his cock jumping. When he’s firmly pressed against the wall, he slides the Fleshlight over his cock as he stares at us.
He’s teasing us. I know it. And Cash is losing his patience.
“Fuck this,” Cash says, but I stop him, grabbing on to his neck and holding him in place.
“Give him his time.”
