Page 37 of Candy Hearts
“No. I’m ready.”
The plug was not an easy fit. The bulb was a stretch, but Benji had played with it enough to know how to take it. His stomach was fluttery with anticipation, and if he clenched, the heavy plug would rub against his prostate.
“What does this button do?” William asked, touching the raised button on the base of the plug.
“Press it.”
William did. A faint vibrating noise filled the room. The sensation sent shivery pleasure up Benji’s spine, and his knees immediately went weak and shaky.
“It’s called the Rimmy,” Benji said. “There are tiny nodules that rotate around the neck to simulate getting rimmed. It’s fabulous. Almost as amazing as actually getting rimmed.”
“Fuck. Okay. That’s really sexy. Knowing you’re feeling that right now.”
They traded places—William on his back and Benji kneeling between his legs.
“Do you want to take your glasses off?” Benji asked him.
William’s eyes were wide and full of intensity. He shook his head. “Want to be able to see you.”
It went quickly from there, William ordering Benji to work two fingers in. Then three. At last, William said, “Get in me, sweetheart. Go slow. It’s been awhile.”
“How long is awhile?” Benji asked. He gripped the back of William’s thighs and pushed them toward his chest. The nylon of Benji’s stockings rubbed the back of William’s legs, which Benji enjoyed. He wiggled to feel it more.
“Ah, over a year?”
“Since you’ve fucked yourself or since you’ve been fucked by someone else.”
“Myself.”
Benji positioned himself at William’s entrance. “How long since you’ve been fucked by someone else?”
William’s head dropped back, exposing the long line of his neck. He had a small tuft of hair below the base of his throat that Benji was definitely going to lick soon. Benji loved a nice hairy chest.
“Three years?” William said, like he wasn’t sure. “Her name was Evangelina. Can’t remember the exact date. Need me to find the calendar, or are you gonna fuck me?”
Benji was nothing if not obliging. He was going to be the best valentine ever.
William made the most fantastic noise as Benji pushed in. A rumbly mix between a moan, a growl, and a sigh. It was loud. The combination of the plug in Benji’s ass, the cock ring lifting his balls and hardening him, and the tight squeeze of William’s hole caused Benji to make an equally needy sound.
If they weren’t careful, they’d wake Wren and Robin, and their secret fake valentines gig would be up.
Benji smothered his next noise in William’s calf. William’s eyes were closed and his brow furrowed. He looked to be in pain, but his gorgeous cock was rock hard, the head peeking through foreskin.
“You good, William?”
William nodded and gasped as that last barrier inside him seemed to ease, and Benji bottomed out.
Once they both recovered from how wonderful it felt, William gritted out, “Put your hands on the headboard. Stretch out over me.”
Their difference in height allowed Benji to reach the headboard by curling William’s lower half slightly off the bed. The candlelight from the side table closest to them painted William’s pale skin in gold. Rose petals were rumpled under their bodies.
Benji stared straight down into William’s eyes and moved in him. With him. William curled his fingers into the garter belt and held on.
“How does it feel to fuck me while wearing something lacy? You like it?” William asked.
His questions slammed Benji’s awareness back into his body. He’d been floating on general nice sensations, but suddenly, he was overwhelmed by the way the garters pulled at his stockings each time he thrust. The lace wrapping his torso was slightly scratchy against his skin. The nylon of the thigh-highs shifted against the soles of his feet.
“I feel sexy.”
