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“Takoyaki, Dango, or Yakisoba bun?”
“Er— huh?”
A sultry yet playful voice had rung out from the man standing next to Eddie. Unfortunately— or well mostly fortunately— Eddie was brought out from his deadpan trance when he was asked a question. Ah… Benny’s attempt to expose me to more cultural foods. Eddie thought, however his mind was still onto the younger man standing before him.
Fuck.
Eddie had to admit— he found himself eyeing his…fellow inmate? Does this place even count as a prison? Once again, Eddie’s eyes fell onto the slight jiggle of Benny’s chest as the pseudo redhead barked in laughter. The tightness of the onyx shirt held snugly to Benny’s figure, giving Eddie a view of not only his generous chest, but the curvature of Benny— the way his waist tapered into his hips, the subtle chub of his stomach, and especially the thickness of his thighs.
It was absurd really— why was Benny built like this? Fuck—! It has to be the numerous hours I’ve been awake— must be! Eddie’s thoughts rang loud, his stress was already high enough after being pressed in on by Cupid during the interviews, Benny just simply wasn’t helping.
“Yo, earth to Eds.” Benny nudged Eddie ever so slightly, startling him once again.
“Ah— sorry, uh. Takoyaki?” Eddie replied, his tone nothing short of awkward.
“Aye! Good choice, I gotcha!” Benny flashed a toothy grin before turning over to the stand, paying up for two servings of the Takoyaki. The joy plastered on his face was similar to that of a child in a propeller hat with a giant fucking lolipop underneath a blue sky and a bright, yellow sun. Eddie laughed to himself for a moment, Benny was refreshing from this entire situation, like a good distraction from the whole ‘elimination’ prospect from this sadistic game.
“Mm, say ‘aaaa’ “ Benny reached out his hand, offering the fried octopus to Eddie, attempting to hand feed him. “Is it really necessary to hand feed me, I’m a grown man you kno—“
“Hush! Say ‘aaaa’!” Benny waved the Takoyaki closer to Eddie’s mouth. However, Benny being the fat bitch he is, ate the damn thing before Eddie had a bite!
“Mmmph! Sorry— took tew long…! Better luck next time!”
“…”
“I’m playin, here— have a bite!”
“I don’t want it anymore!” Eddie huffed before stomping away, turning towards a blue bench nearing the corner of the carnival room.
“Wh—wha??? Wait no come back! I was playing! Wait— Eds!!!” Benny scrambled before running after the older man, desperate to give Eddie a bite of Takoyaki. Eddie stopped right by a bench before sitting down on it, tired of Benny’s antics. “Tch, asshole— don’t run from me!” Benny dramatically brought his palm up to his forehead, acting like a woman faint of heartbreak as he leaned back.
“Mm, sit down.” Eddie beckoned, shuffling over on the bench in order to give Benny some more space, however the younger was quick to sit as close as possible, close enough that Eddie could feel Benny’s breath nearing his nape. Fuck, not helping. Eddie silently cursed himself in his head, his brows furrowing ever so slightly.
“Here.” Benny smiled slyly as he handed Eddie the unbitten takoyaki. “Want me to feed it to ya? You just gotta ask!” Benny teased almost immediately once he handed over the octopus.
“You’re just trying to eat more, aren’t you?” Eddie scoffed, rolling his eyes, yet an imperceptible smile laid on his lips.
“Maybeeee, but ‘ey, who said I can’t be a glutton? I did pay for these and well… I don't know when I’m gonna be able to eat one of these again…” Benny’s broad shoulders dropped down as he hunched over out of faux despair, giving Eddie a view of his flexing chest and the slightly onyx colored strands on the back of Benny’s neck. He probably couldn’t have reached back there, however I wonder what he’d look like with his natural hair. Eddie pondered the idea of Benny with his jet black hair— or well what he could assume was jet black. After all, Benny’s eyebrows were pretty dark and— wait— why was Eddie so hyperfixated on Benny’s face— ergh, god get a grip!
Once again, Eddie cursed himself— unfortunately for him, Benny caught his lingering gaze, celadon meeting onyx.
“Hah— enjoying the view? I know I know, like I said— ugly guys love to see a piece of me.” Benny paused for just a moment. “Although…” the false redhead trailed off, leaning even closer to Eddie’s ear. “I must say, I think I really like you—daddy.”
Eddie choked.
What?! What does that even mean? And— daddy?! Did he just call me daddy? Eddie short circuited for a moment until he heard Benny cackling right next to him. “Haha! That much of a virgin, old man!?” Benny wiped away the forming tears from his face as he hurled over, grabbing his pectoral.
“Gh— not funny, Benny.” Eddie rolled his eyes, huffing as he laid back further onto the bench. “Pffft— it’s a j—“
“Shut up.” Eddie cut Benny off with a disgruntled voice, a flush surprisingly adamant on his pale face.
“Oh?”
“…”
“Oh.”
Benny’s playful confusion contorted into something more profound— something riskier. A cloying smile tugged at Benny’s lips as his eyes directed solely onto Eddie hunching in on himself. Snickering softly, Benny leaned in almost impossibly close to him, desperate to rile up a reaction. Like a bull fighter waving out his crimson banner.
“I must say, I am curious, Eds— what’s your sex life like?” Benny quizzed Eddie gently, crossing his legs and sliding his hand over the broadness of Eddie’s shoulder. The older man stayed silent, completely and utterly silent.
“In a sorta sense— this whole ‘bull thing’ is real sexy~”
“I’m not a bull.” Eddie grit his teeth as his brows furrowed, beginning to react from the runaway’s teasing.
“You sure? You seem reaaaaaalll easy to rile up, I wonder just what exactly pushes you to your brink… and maybe I wonder just what exactly— turns you on?” Benny continued to tease, dragging his hand up against Eddie’s chest, toying with his tie every moment or so.
Eddie felt his heart pound and a strikingly hot rush to his cock. Why? Even he didn’t know. However, Eddie’s mind was drawn back to the supposed ‘sexiness’ of this ‘Brutal Bull’ title. Is this some kind of fucked up joke? Benny couldn’t be serious, even if he tried his absolute best.
“Just what exactly are you trying to get at?”
“Mm, it’s more like what I’m trying to get in.” Benny retorted with a grin, pearly whites on display.
“I barely know you— what’s making you feel this bold? Didn’t you say I wasn’t your type literally four minutes after meeting me?” Eddie questioned, rightfully so— it was unclear whether or not Benny was just trying to be manipulative, or if he actually wanted this.
“Oh hush, the past is the past, isn’t it?” Benny grew closer, testing the waters in a sense.
“Just what exactly do you want to do?” Eddie cocked his head to the side, brows tense.
“Wanna find out?”
“…Damn right I do.”
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Was Eddie an idiot? Maybe. However, considering his current position behind the private curtains in the bar— he really couldn’t care.
Eddie panted, his brows furrowed as he looked upwards to Benny straddling him. Thick thighs caged his hips in as Benny rolled his hips, grinding obscenely against the older man.
“Hah… I really don’t get it— what’re you doing to me? Old man.” Benny softly whimpered, yet the cocky smile he wore didn’t dare fall from his handsome face.
“I’d greatly appreciate you not calling me old man while you’re about to fuck yourself on me…” Eddie groaned, already internally damning himself. Benny’s eyes were half lidded and glazed over with a certain look of desire— contrary to popular belief, Eddie was no virgin— he knows what lust looks like, however it’s been… some time since he’s last properly made love. Maybe doing it in a weird sex booth within a ‘supposed’ prison isn’t necessarily how Eddie would like to get back into having sex… but who knows when he’d get this chance again— right?
Yea, yea, that’s it— Eddie agreed to this because maybe this will be the last time he’s able to have sex, yea that’s totally it. It’s definitely not because there’s something hypnotic about Benny and it’s definitely not because the younger man had provided an addictive sense of unpredictability that Eddie yearned for. It couldn’t possibly be because Benny was such an unstoppable force that it made Eddie— a man accustomed to the comfort of his own shitty cubicle and late tv night dinners— want to tie him down and see just how he works. To push and press all the buttons on the boy until he burst from overstimulation, or to fill him up with attention and affection until he was stuffed, stuffed up to the brim with evidence of Eddie’s love— a possessive yet intimate sign of adoration and devotion.
No. That couldn’t possibly be any of it at all.
Eddie wasn’t seduced by this obnoxious, arrogant, and egregious man— it’s simply the circumstances.
“What’re you thinking about?” Benny’s voice was hushed, an evident flush plastered along his cheeks and chest. “I don’t think I quite like you thinking right now— I want your attention solely on me, can you do that for me?” Benny asked, or more so demanded while he brought his hand up to where Eddie’s tie was.
He wrapped the crimson tie around his knuckles before bringing Eddie in, he leaned down and met the older man with a fiery kiss. The soft plushness of Benny’s lips clashed with the raw, bitten lips of Eddie, the taste of him riling and revving Benny up.
Soft moans and gentle groans could be heard not too far out of the way of the crimson curtains shield, but to be fair— Eddie couldn’t care less about how loud they were. Tasting Benny wild and welcoming on his tongue had sent shivers down his spine. The sheer presence and touch of this younger man had made Eddie want to repent, and by no means was Eddie a religious man, but Benny boiled a feeling inside Eddie that felt nothing short of divine yet sinful. A part of Eddie wanted to shower Benny in nothing but worship and divine belief. However, another part of him wanted to tear Benny apart, bit by devastating bit— Eddie wanted to shred the very clothes off of Benny and tear into his very body. He wanted to taint the very essence of Benny’s soul with his own mark, with his own heart’s desire. It was a possessive and selfish need that Eddie was desperate to fill for whatever reason, perhaps it’s because he’s been met with the threat of coming up at death’s door. He’d die a happy man like this.
“Go on, touch me.”
“Wh—huh?” Eddie quickly snapped out of his lustfully jaded mind and met the eyes looking downwards upon him. “I said,” Benny continued, dragging Eddie’s hand to his chest, bidding him a squeeze. “Touch me. Please.” A needy whine was expressed through Benny’s voice, a seeming desperation hanging heavy within their shared air.
Eddie wasn’t sure why he obeyed so quickly, a certain hesitance had laced his very movement sure, but he felt like a hound behaving for its owner. Or like a bull charging at that flying crimson banner, beckoning him forth to come with all this might. Fuck. Why did he like this? It wasn’t that Benny was full on dominating him, but he was guiding him— demanding what he wants yet still asking through that guise of desperation. Was he being taunted? Is this how it feels to have that banner wave in front of you? Bold, tempting, and viciously hot?
Like molten lava, Benny had sunk his way into Eddie’s head, a hot blur taking over Eddie’s usually sensible fashion. Oh, but Eddie loved it. That teasing, that wanting, that feeling of desiring something so much that you almost can’t handle yourself when faced with it.
Eddie squeezed the pectoral resting within his palm, some sculpted muscle and fat giving at the force of his own hand. Benny was firm, yet soft— strong, yet sultry. It seemed like everything about Benny had just propelled Eddie’s virtual need to consume the very essence of this man— this annoyingly beautiful, ridiculous, charismatic, and non-committal man that had put Eddie under some sort of spell. A spell that made him lose his mind… definitely not because of just how touch-starved Eddie is. Well now, that’d be impossible.
“What did I say about the thinking?”
“Er—what?”
“The thinking— eyes on me, and only me. Okay?” Benny questioned with a lilt of what would seem like possessiveness. He was greedy, oh so greedy, and he wanted Eddie’s sole and undivided attention on him and only him. It gave Benny an exhilarating rush, making him want more and more of the man underneath him whenever he would lay eyes on him. It was like something had clicked— perhaps it was Eddie’s faux stubbornness against being obedient, perhaps it was his flushed reactions to the teasing that Benny had put him through— perhaps it’s because the sheer amount of desperation in Eddie’s eyes sent Benny into a racing high.
The look of expectation, hopelessness, and rage that had lingered on Eddie’s features had drawn Benny in like a moth to flame.
“I want you.”
Eddie’s rasped voice had beckoned forth a force he may have never been ready for. Benny didn’t need any further explanation nor encouragement, for he yanked on the older man’s tie once again and brought Eddie back in for another kiss— this one harsher, passionate, and sickeningly sweet.
Eddie allowed his hands to move freely, groping Benny’s body atop of him. His hips, his thighs, his chest, his waist, his nape, his ass— Eddie had made a mental map of the feeling of Benny’s body, and as if he was hypnotized, he slid his broad hand under his onyx shirt. Benny moaned lewdly when he felt the warmth of Eddie’s strong hands begin to rub and grope his bare body.
It was electrifying how Eddie’s hands had felt like they were on fire. Benny bent and twisted into the sculpting of Eddie’s hands like he was a malleable piece, his figure shuddering from the touch. “More…” Benny panted, dragging one of Eddie’s hands to his face, nuzzling into his palm. “Patience, sweet thing…” Eddie assured Benny before he leaned forward, meeting Benny back into a kiss.
Eddie beckoned Benny to raise his arms in order to take off his shirt, but stubbornly, Benny’s hand stayed wrapped around Eddie’s tie. “Need you to work with me, darlin’.” Eddie reasoned through desperate breaths, he wasn’t sure where the pet name came from, but he knew that it hit a home run when he saw Benny’s face. Mouth agape, cheeks flushed, and a stuttering moan was all it took for Eddie to understand that Benny liked it, a lot at that.
“Holy shit, you’re really playing into this ‘daddy’ stuff ain’t ya? Can’t say I’m against it— fuck it’s hot.” Benny bit his lip before grabbing the bottom hem of his shirt and lifting it up, exposing his entire upper-body. “Calling you ‘darling’ is something only fathers do now?” Eddie questioned, unamused by Benny’s rather stupid comments.
“Mmm nah, I meant it more like— ‘I’m an older guy and I’m here to take care of you’ sorta thang, you know? Don’t think too much into it— it’s sexy, all that matters.” Benny chuckled with a harsh grind downwards onto Eddie. The older man sucked in through his teeth as his hands gripped Benny’s hips tight, tempted to leave bruises along the canvas of his body.
“You’re ridiculous.” Eddie grunted, nuzzling his face further into the curve of Benny’s bare shoulder, breathing in his scent. “Am I really? I couldn’t have guessed.” Benny mocked as he yanked Eddie’s tie upward towards him, rocking his hips just enough to torture the man under him. Benny glittered kisses all over Eddie’s face before trying to brush Eddie’s bangs out of his face, however a quick slap on his ass had stopped him.
“Aye! What’s that for???”
“Nothing…” Eddie mumbled before toying with Benny’s belt, fiddling with the latch. However, his hands were far too shaky to be precise— his immediate response? Brute strength.
RRRRRIIIIIIP!
“…”
“…”
“Uhm.”
“Eds, what the actual fuck.”
Benny couldn’t decide whether or not he was insanely turned on or sad that his belt had been quite frankly— torn apart.
“I— I don’t know why I did that…” Eddie’s face turned beet red, both out of humiliation and embarrassment of his impulsivity.
“My question is— how the fuck did you rip through leather.”
“That’s a good question…whatever.” Eddie shook his head before pulling on his own belt. “Ah-ah, let me handle this— brute.” Benny shoved Eddie’s hand from his belt and began undoing it himself. “Mind if I?” Benny gestured to unbuttoning Eddie’s suit pants.
“Go ahead.” Eddie allowed himself to relax as Benny worked on tugging his pants down, whistling when he saw Eddie’s cock prominent and hard against his boxers.
“Aww, just black? So boring.” Benny rolled his eyes playfully, before rubbing his palm firmly against Eddie’s cock.
“Hngh— whad’ya want? Hearts? Fuck…” Eddie groaned deeply, gnawing down on his bottom lip. “Mayyyybe, I’m more interested in this, though.” Benny teased whilst adding more pressure into his hand. Eddie cursed under his breath as his head rocked back into the leather booth behind him. Benny chuckled softly before he toyed with the band of Eddie’s boxers, but Eddie quickly shoved his hand away.
“Hm? Don’t wanna do this?” Benny asked genuinely, leaning back just to give Eddie some room to breathe.
“Quite the opposite.” Eddie’s grip on Benny’s hips soon grew tighter as he nearly toppled Benny over. The younger man had felt as if his entire world got turned upside down for a moment as Eddie pushed him down onto the booth, his legs still wrapped around Eddie’s hips as the older man hovered over him.
Eddie’s face had almost entirely changed, a much darker look to his expression was stark. “You wanna keep teasing me?” Eddie sounded as if he was threatening Benny almost with just how much of an underlying growl there was beneath his tone. However, it wasn’t unfair to call Eddie’s statement a threat—especially in Benny’s eyes; Eddie was threatening him with a good time.
Eddie leaned down, nearly bending Benny in half with his legs being hiked up to his shoulders.
“Say ‘red’ if you need me to stop, ‘yellow’ to slow down.” Was all Eddie said.
“Wai— wha-?”
With no more patience, Eddie unbuttoned and unzipped Benny’s torn up jeans; only to be met with a ‘Lucky You’ tag stuck onto the flap of Benny’s pants. Lucky me, I guess. Eddie laughed to himself before yanking down Benny’s pants nearly all the way off, moving back so that he could take off Benny’s shoes and the rest of what was left to take off his jeans.
“Er— whaddya doing? Hey, be gentle with me! I’m fragile you know~” Benny pouted, his glossy bottom lip protruding slightly as he pretended to frown. “What’s with the switch? Thought I was gonna lead-“
“Hush. Lay all the way down.” Eddie ordered, a singe of impatience scorching his tone.
Benny let out an exasperated sigh before rolling his eyes, his brows furrowed. Eddie ignored Benny’s expression of defiance before he nuzzled his face into Benny’s pelvis. “Mmmph—! H-hey…” Benny spluttered at the sudden heat around his clothed cock. Eddie brought his hands from Benny’s hips to the band of Benny’s boxers, his fingers shaking subtly before pulling his underwear off. Benny was clean shaven with an exception of a well trimmed triangle angling down towards his cock. He was of decent size, average if anything, and his tip was a baby pink— precum pearling onto it.
Eddie took no longer than a single moment to wrap his lips around the tip of Benny’s cock. “Hngh—oh! Fuck!” Benny arched his back high off of the booth he laid upon, his moan receiving a pinch from Eddie’s hand placed onto his hips. Eddie looked up towards the disheveled man who laid bare within his hands, Benny— the arrogant and taunting man— finally under him, falling apart entirely. It felt good, wonderful even. Eddie hummed, the vibrations making Benny go insane, the legs hiked over Eddie’s shoulders began to shake as the older man began to suck him off earnestly.
Benny felt like he was on cloud nine with how much immense pleasure that had coursed through his very veins, his body shook rather quickly and his hands were wrapped up in Eddie’s onyx locks, tugging at whatever he could find. “Fuckfuckfuck—! Eds…!” Benny’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt shocks of pure unadulterated pleasure twist from inside him, something tight coiling within his abdomen.
He was close— so so close, his thighs squeezed Eddie’s face tight as the older man had brought Benny to his climax. Like a volcano erupting, Benny felt nothing but the scorching fire of sinful pleasure overflowing his senses, his orgasm so hot and intense it bordered slight pain. He’s never cum like this before— this quickly either. Never felt it while his ex-girlfriend rode him, or when Bones would fuck him rough and hard in the backseat of his precious sports car, or even on his own experimental moments where he got desperate, Benny has never came just as hard as he did now. Benny didn’t even realize he was crying, or borderline screaming for that matter.
The younger man had looked up, realization dawning on him like the bright sun over the horizon. There was Eddie, the overwhelmed, loser old man who had just given him the blowjob of his life.
What the fuck.
“You’re lucky no one is in here, you were being pretty loud. Shut up, would you?” Eddie simply talked to Benny like they were just having an average conversation out on the bar, whiskey in hand with the same indifferent yet slightly annoyed expression he usually had. However, there was something different— his lips were red and puffy, his voice was hoarser than before, and his eyes were lidded with just the smallest of hints of lust and want. “What… what was that..?” Benny was dumbfounded, entirely discombobulated if you will— maybe the dawning realization was still taking a moment to resurge from the prison under the horizon.
“A blow job? Did you actually think I was a virgin?” Eddie’s brows furrowed, his lips pursing just the slightest as he cocked his head to the side.
“Er— well, sorta??? I don’t know, you don’t give “oh hey, im gonna suck the literal soul out of you and look hella hot after” sorta vibes!” Benny exclaimed, his tone still far too loud considering the only privacy they had was the velveteen crimson curtain that hung around the booth.
“Mm, don’t judge a book by its cov—“
“Shut up, and come fuck me.”
Eddie’s teasing had quickly come to a halt as Benny yanked him once again by his tie, and wrapped his bare legs around the older man. Benny had readied himself to start grinding on Eddie’s clothed cock— or at least he had planned too before Eddie decided otherwise.
Benny was flipped. Entirely onto his stomach, ass up, face down.
“Wha— hey— stop manhandling me!” Benny was shocked by the sheer force that was Eddie’s audacity. “Stop being so easy to manhandle— remember, tell me if you need me to stop.” Eddie, once again seemed too nonchalant for his own good, but truth be told, his demeanor was threatening to fall apart. His cock throbbed torturously within his trousers, and he so desperately needed friction— but preparation comes first, and entirely first.
Eddie, shamefully, had remembered Bones tossing him a bottle of lube from the first aid kit— either as a gag gift or as a shitty way of flirting. Good thing he kept it, water-based and entirely safe for skin— prepping Benny would be safe.
“Freak— don’t tell me you brought lube with you.”
“You think they’d let me keep my ‘ultra-safe for skin, water-based’ tub of lube that I just so happen to have on me constantly?” Eddie simply sighed in slight disbelief.
“Hey— you never know what’s up with fuckers in here, ‘Kay? The host certainly looks like a freak.”
“Shut up.” Eddie rolled his eyes once again, popping open the lid to the bottle. His hands were shaky, his nerves slightly on fire. The older man had poured the lube over two of his fingers before bringing them to Benny’s ass, gently coating the rim of his hole with lubricant. Benny hissed, biting a suspiciously clean pillow that laid on the booth before he began issuing it as his own muffle.
“You know— I never agreed to bottom, hngh—yea? You usually ask, mmm fuck— a guy!” Benny groaned loudly at the feeling of one of Eddie’s fingers starting to slide into him, the drag beginning to become torturous. Benny was about to holler out in discontent before his prostate was prodded by Eddie’s fingertip.
“Assho—ough~!” Benny could’ve sworn he saw stars for just a moment.
“Found it.” Eddie smiled, almost proud of himself. By no means is Eddie naturally dominant— but if he was offered and or given the chance to humble a cocky asshole like Benny, you bet your sweet ass he’s taking that opportunity.
“Are you truly against your position currently?” An almost mocking voice had come from Eddie as he added another finger inside Benny. Shivers ran up Benny’s spine as his back bowed in from the pleasure, he whined as his prostate was toyed with by Eddie’s fingers.
“Hah..ngh!” forming a sentence seemed like almost too hard of a task for Benny to conceive at the moment, after all it was like his nerves were as sensitive as sensors. Benny truly began questioning just how experienced Eddie was in bed, the older man certainly didn’t look it– that side bang definitely did not provide support for a counter argument either. However, any questions or quite frankly any thinking was beyond rough with the shocks of pleasure flurrying through his body, Benny could feel Eddie’s overwhelming warmth from behind him as he stretched him further out.
“Good.. good, you’re doing so good.” Eddie’s voice was full of admiration and want, lust seeping through his tone like honey poured into chamomile. Goodness, the praise almost felt degrading, like Benny was someone who could melt into the strong broad base of Eddie’s hands. Benny didn’t deserve to be treated so delicately, not in his opinion anyways– but the older man had seen it differently. For whatever reason, Eddie had wanted to hold him close, keep him home towards the warmth– ah, but who was he kidding? Like Benny of all people would and could ever willingly choose to settle down? Especially with someone like Eddie? Shit, that’s even if they manage to get out of this hellhole together– after all, there’s only one winner yea? And if–
“S–Stop.” Benny whimpered from his position underneath Eddie. “T-T–Too hard, I’m gonna cum again…!” Eddie had quickly realized his pace had increased dramatically as he began overthinking once again. Benny’s hole had flexed around Eddie’s fingers nicely, his rim stretched out enough that Eddie could slip in another finger— considering his size, Benny would probably need it. “Sorry, bear with me here.” Eddie sorrowfully said before he was about to pull his fingers out to give Benny a well rested break from the stimulation, however he was not expecting the younger man to sit up quickly and shove Eddie down once he did.
“Mmm, taking too long– I wanna ride you.” Benny’s face was flushed with a crimson tinge as he went back to straddling Eddie. “You still need to be stretched out more– it’ll hurt–” Eddie tried to reason before he was silenced with a gloved finger across his lips.
“Shut it, I like feeling the stretch anyway–let’s take these off yea? I’ve handled it big, I promise.” Benny’s confidence was at an all time high– or was it his arrogance, eh, why’s it matter? Benny would be sobbing as he was split on his cock anyway. The younger man had finally gotten to take Eddie’s boxers off, to be fair Benny didn’t exactly know what he was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t Eddie’s cock springing up to his naval, reaching dangerously far.
“...fuck.” Benny was barely able to gasp out a simple curse before his eyes were drawn to the pearling bit of precum coming from the tip of Eddie’s cock. “I told you.” Eddie’s tone still remained neutral with the exception of a slight lilt of amusement in his voice.
“Tch, I can handle this. Don’t look down on me.” Benny quickly snapped his jaw up and furrowed his brows, clearing up his throat. “Can’t– you’re above me, yea? I’m lookin’ up at ‘cha.”
Eddie couldn’t be any closer to just exactly where he wanted to be. After sucking in a deep breath, Benny had readied himself, leaning up and over, he lined Eddie’s cock to his stretched out hole. “F–fuck..” He’d cursed underneath his breath once again, the feeling of Eddie’s dick pressing into him was going to make him lose his mind. “Take it easy– don’t rush, you got this.” Eddie didn’t want to boss Benny around nor overwhelm him– so instead of guiding Benny’s hips, he chose some words of encouragement in order to further Benny’s effort into this.
The younger man focused, calming himself down he bullied his own rim into submission and had swallowed the tip of Eddie’s cock with a hiss. Eddie groaned almost obscenely after feeling the tightness of Benny wrapped around him, the heat was overwhelmingly amazing, it bordered pain with just how tight of a vice Benny was. Benny whined whorishly whilst he tried to force himself further down onto Eddie’s thick cock, his hips stuttering as a response to the sudden stretch of his hole. “B-big… so big…so… so good..” Benny could admit he had a small masochistic side, but he really couldn’t defend himself now– the slight sting from the sheer stretch had him seeing stars. The feeling clashed so jarringly against the immense pleasure of Eddie’s cock grinding against his prostate.
Eddie himself wasn’t doing much better, his hands no longer residing by his sides but had gripped Benny tight by his hips in either an attempt to push Benny further onto him or to stop him from rushing down. “Hah….hngh– g-gimme a sec..” Benny had to pace himself slower before he came right on the spot. He was still beyond sensitive and his body felt like there were shots of lightning shooting through his very veins. But he loved it– the pain, the overwhelming pleasure, the sight Eddie flushed and struggling beneath him– all of it was simply beyond amazing.
Eddie’s tie had become undone from Benny tugging on it continuously, and as one final tease, Benny wrapped his hand around Eddie’s tie, brought the older man in for a passionate kiss, and slammed himself down onto him, taking the rest of Eddie inside whilst whining into his mouth. Eddie had kissed back sloppily, the sudden feeling of his cock being encapsulated by scorching and shuddering heat had nearly made him cum immediately. Thank whatever deity was up there that gave him decent stamina, it’d be beyond embarrassing if he had cum just from Benny taking him till his hilt. Benny drew back from Eddie with a string of saliva from in between both of their lips, he then leaned back, letting go of Eddie’s tie to place both his hands onto Eddie’s thighs. With a tilt of his pelvis, Benny had begun slowly moving his hips upwards, dragging Eddie’s thick cock along his walls, the tip of it prodding against his prostate sinfully. He felt full, so obnoxiously full it felt like he had reached his breaking point, a series of whorish moans had poured from in between his lips, his eyes rolled back and he shuddered with every drag. Benny fought his hardest not to cum yet, but his cock was currently leaking with pre as his pace increased.
“Eds…Eds– fuck, Eddie..!” Benny let Eddie’s full name slip out without a moment of hesitancy through the pleasure, he did however silently pray that Eddie was too fucked out to care nor remember it. Oh, but he couldn’t have been more wrong– Eddie’s sole focus was on Benny and entirely Benny. He caught the small sparkle of tears forming within the corners of Benny’s eyes, he gazed at the sight of Benny’s chest bouncing with every slam he took down onto Eddie, and he focused on the feeling of Benny’s hips placed into his hands. Eddie groaned loudly as Benny sped up his pace, he could feel himself grow closer and closer, however a small part of him wanted Benny to wreck himself onto him first before he had the sweet release.
Eddie brought one of his hands to Benny’s cock, he then began stroking him to the pace that Benny had fucked himself on. “Guh– fuck! Oh, fuck, wait– hah…!” Benny nearly lost his pace for a moment, his breath became uneven and his thighs began shaking as his face contorted into a new expression through the ecstasy. “E-Eddie, I’m gonna–mmngh… cum..!”
“Come on… hah, you can do it– you’re doing so good-fuck, keep going..” Eddie stared at Benny as he shut his eyes and delivered on last bounce before cumming with a loud moan. Benny’s walls clamped down and milked out all that Eddie’s cock had, cum coating his insides in white. As Eddie came with a loud groan, Benny’s cum had landed onto Eddie’s chest, some of it even spilling on his face. It was a mess, he was a mess– but it was their mess. A very guilty-pleasureful mess that they shared, as Eddie’s cock pumped Benny full of cum he took this time as an opportunity to bring Benny close and give him an embrace after the intensity of their orgasm. He could hear Benny’s heartbeat pounding loudly, and he could hear his breath stuttering, still recovering for just a moment.
“That…that was good… really..good.” Benny leaned over towards Eddie’s shoulder and relaxed his body for a moment, breathing in his scent. “Mmm, it was. Are you okay?”
“Oh, yea– more than, if anything. I really should say thank you for… dealing with this stupid idea of mine.” Benny huffed out a laugh. “Nah, no problem– however uh, we have a lot to clean up– and I think the design team might just kill us.”
“...”
“...”
“Eds.”
“Hm?”
“Is that a fucking camera?”
“Wha– where?!”
Eddie turned around towards the direction that Benny was facing only to be met with a small red light peeking through the curtains. The same red light you’d find on a camera.
Shit.
“Ah, relax– these don’t actually work anyway!” A hauntingly familiar voice came from behind the curtain before an even more hauntingly familiar face showed up from in between the crimson curtains.
“I was gonna intrude earlier but… you guys seemed like you were having fun– and I know how obnoxious Benny can get in bed, yea?”
White head of hair wrapped up in a half-up half-down, black eyeliner outlining piercing onyx eyes, and tanned skin kissed with moles– it was Bones. The clown faced devil himself, Benny thought, dreading the very image of Bones watching Benny and Eddie fuck in the booth. Eddie was beyond mortified by the fact that his cock was still very much snuggled inside Benny, cum beginning to pool from where they connected.
“You guys look stupid just staring at me, by the way. You can’t just be loud as shit in a public bar– remember when me and you got kicked out of that shitty gas station for being too loud in the bathroom, Benny?”
“Oh my fucking god– can you leave?!” Benny’s face was redder than a beet as he swatted away the intruding man. “Aww, no second round?”
“OUT!” A pillow came flying for Bones’ face before he retreated away from the two into the booth, leaving without a third warning.
“Douchebag.” Benny muttered to himself before facing Eddie. The older man could barely conceal the smile growing wide upon his handsome face. “What’s so funny, huh?”
“Ah… nothing, nothing…”
“Don’t make me hit you too!”
“Can’t make any promises.” Eddie chuckled before a pillow was also tossed at him, although this time there was no chance of him dodging it.
“Idiot, now hurry up and get outta me.”
“As you wish.”
Eddie didn't get out of him until twenty minutes later.
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