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It was rare to get a second of privacy while on the show, with cameras in every corner and other players prying your brains open for any information or to talk strategy. As if the outcome of these games was really in the hands of the contestants. So, Eddie took this one moment he had in a stuffy and cramped closet he found as his chance to blow off some steam.
At first his roulette partner had annoyed him, but over the past few hours on set Benny had severely grown on Eddie. Some switch inside him must've totally flipped when Benny had grabbed his tie during the game with Maneki. And that other thing he said about riding bulls. Eddie supposed that was annoying too, and now he had a boner, which was also annoying given his circumstances.
In the closet, Eddie made quick work of unzipping his pants and reaching down his boxers. The warmth of his hand on his hard cock felt amazing, sending a strange shiver of pleasure up through his stomach. As embarrassed as he was to be attracted to a guy like Benny, he wished he was here now to help. Thinking about what he might do made Eddie unbelievably harder, and a small moan escaped his lips as he imagined Benny pressing his own to the tip of his throbbing dick.
“Fuck,” he whispered to himself, stopping what he was doing to listen. Accepting that no one was within earshot, he continued with slightly faster strokes. What he would give to be shoving his cock down Benny’s throat right now. Eddie could feel a hot blush spreading across his face as he envisioned how Benny might look up at him as he choked on his length. Not that it was anything impressive, but Eddie didn't imagine his fellow contestant to be particularly well-versed in sucking dick. He wished he would be, if he ever found out.
With that thought, Eddie thumbed his tip, spreading precum further up his shaft. The wetness similar to that of a mouth or some other eager hole. He couldn’t help but make more noise, whimpering softly not really caring if anyone could hear him at this point. It had been so long since he was able to do something like this. Privacy in prison was much harder to come by. With each stroke Eddie felt himself get closer and closer to the edge of his release, thoughts of the man he just met helping him along the way. God, he was pathetic, slumped against the closet wall, gripping some sort of shelf with one hand to keep him upright as he continued to tug at himself even faster. He wasn’t sure if he had said Benny’s name aloud or just in his head.
A knock on the closet door brought him back to the present. Eddie froze. Who could have seen him? Holding his breath, he slowly zipped his pants back up and wiped a hand on a nearby rag. Handy, but gross.
“Eddie? Next game’s in fifteen!” A familiar voice called out. Too familiar. Eddie listened as footsteps grew closer. “Eddie, you okay?”
He didn’t want to make Benny worry. “Yeah, all good,” he called back. Eddie’s heart was in his stomach and his face flushed as he watched the doorknob turn. He hoped he didn’t look too disheveled. The door opened all the way to reveal none other than the man Eddie was just fantasizing about.
“Eddie?” Benny raised an eyebrow. “You sure you’re okay?”
“Yup!” Eddie smiled and straightened out his shirt. The movement of his hands unfortunately drew Benny’s attention downward, toward the apparent bulge in Eddie’s pants.
“Uh huh,” Benny smirked, moving closer to Eddie so that the two of them were squished together in the closet. Benny gently pulled the door closed once more and the two were blanketed in darkness. “What’re you up to?”
“Just resting before the next game,” Eddie whispered.
“Sure.”
“The dark calms me.”
“I bet it does,” Benny said, moving painfully closer to Eddie. He couldn’t stand it. Benny’s presence alone was enough to make him blush. The feeling of the other man’s thigh brushing against his crotch was almost unbearable. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Eddie could just make out Benny’s face. His eyes were half-lidded and he thought he caught Benny glancing between his eyes, lips, and hips.
“What do you want?” Eddie asked, his voice barely a whisper at this point. He wanted so badly for Benny to just kiss him, grope his chest, tug at his tie. He hoped his desperation wasn’t too obvious, but as Benny leaned ever closer, he feared his voice–or dick–betrayed him. “Benny?”
“Eds,” Benny whispered. His face was now just inches away from Eddie’s, so close that he could feel his breath on his face. “I want whatever you want.” He watched as Benny’s hand sneaked its way up his chest and eventually grabbed onto his tie. What was his thing with ties?
“I-” Eddie tried to speak but only a small squeaky moan came out. Benny smirked, baring his teeth like a wolf about to devour a rabbit. The thought of him sinking those teeth into Eddie’s neck excited him.
“What?” Benny cooed. “Use your words.” Eddie felt his dick throb. He didn’t think he could form any words at this point, Benny was already overwhelming him so much.
“Please,” he eventually whispered. “Just kiss me or something.” Benny didn’t have to think twice, with a tug on Eddie’s tie, the two locked into a messy kiss inside the darkness and privacy of the closet. Although, Eddie questioned the true level of privacy after he had been discovered. Nevertheless, he let himself get lost in the kiss and Benny’s strong embrace. Benny’s free hand was now exploring the back of Eddie’s head and soon made its way down to his waist.
“Not sure we have much time, Eds,” Benny mumbled into Eddie’s lips. He knew he was right, they probably only had about ten minutes until the next game where they would both be forced to risk their lives once more. All the more reason to enjoy this moment as much as he could.
“Screw that,” Eddie said, bringing his hand to cup Benny’s growing boner. He palmed him gently, earning a small moan from the other man.
“Fuck,” Benny whispered before kissing Eddie even harder. Kissing back, Eddie did the best he could to unzip Benny’s jeans. After a few seconds of struggling, Benny’s cock was free and in Eddie’s hand. He began to stroke slowly up and down, every once in a while teasing the head of his cock. Still locked in the kiss, Benny pushed at the small of Eddie’s back so that their hips were close enough for their dicks to touch. Eddie let out another soft moan and bit into Benny’s bottom lip as he stroked both of their lengths together. Precum from the both of them mixed in his hand, making the job much smoother.
“Damn you’re good at that, Eds,” Benny breathed. Eddie just chuckled, too focused on the pleasure to reply. Suddenly, Benny’s hand slipped further down and underneath Eddie’s slacks to squeeze his ass.
“Fuck,” Eddie hissed, picking up the pace in response to Benny’s advancement. He was getting dangerously close, precum spilling from his tip. Benny was completely pressing him up against the wall now, leaning into the crook of Eddie’s neck where he left sloppy kisses and small bites. Suddenly Eddie was thankful for the turtleneck the costume crew had given him.
He couldn’t help it anymore, needing more friction Eddie began bucking his hips into his hand. Benny soon followed, thrusting ever faster against Eddie’s own cock and fingers.
“I knew you liked me,” Benny whispered between soft moans. Eddie scoffed.
“Fuck you.”
“You’re already doing that, babe.” Eddie just thrusted harder and stroked faster until he was afraid he’d come any second. “Eddie,” Benny whimpered. “You’re almost too good.”
“Uhh, thanks, I guess.”
“Fuck, you’re gonna make me come. You’re just so- ugh- cute.”
Eddie had no idea why that was what finally sent him over the edge, but before he knew it thick strings of cum spluttered from his tip and into his hand. The sight must’ve been something special for Benny because he came soon after, shooting his load onto Eddie’s stomach.
Still chasing the high, Eddie slowed down his strokes, breathing deeply. He reached up with his free hand to rub Benny’s back as he calmed down.
“That was uhh, really good,” Eddie said, still catching his breath.
“Yeah.” Benny stood back upright but kept a hand at Eddie’s waist. “Shit,” he said, looking at the mess he made of Eddie’s shirt. He looked down to see for himself a huge splotch of the other man’s cum.
“It’s fine, I’ll just sneak to the restroom,” he said, wiping what he could off with a mystery rag from one of the nearby shelves.
“I’ll come help,” Benny offered. “Although, it was your fault, being so good at jerking a man off.”
“Watch it,” Eddie raised a warning hand.
“Do it, daddy,” Benny teased. Eddie just shoved his middle finger in Benny’s face.
“We’re back on in five!” One of the production team members called from the main area.
Eddie and Benny exchanged a glance.
“Just in time.”