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Ken sighed as he leaned back against the pillows on his bed, eyes closed and letting the blissful sensations course through him as he fucked himself languidly with a dildo. He felt really good, like he was on cloud nine.
It was late in the afternoon and, out of nowhere, he had felt the sudden arousing urge to play with himself. It wasn’t a feeling he got very often. He was dating someone and had a very active sex life—far too active, as his cousin and roommate Paulo tend to complain about—so his boyfriend Josh was usually around to play with him when he felt the itch. It meant Ken never had to resort to some solo fun. But Josh had been out of town for the past four days and Ken suddenly missed him and felt a little needy. He and Josh had a few toys for when they played together, so he had pulled out one of his dildos and some lube and decided to go to town.
Ken was already panting a little after a few minutes of stretching himself open, and when he spread his legs and slid the cool plastic toy inside him, he felt his half–hard cock twitch. It felt much nicer when Josh did it, with his steady hands and that sexy little smirk he got when he really wanted to play, but the toy still felt really good inside him.
He wanted this to last, so he kept his toy inside him and touched himself, pinching his nipples lightly and stroking his abs. He touched his inner thighs, scratching them lightly which made him shiver, and then palmed his pulsing cock until it hardened and started to leak. With the other hand, he trailed his fingers lower until he touched his balls, rolling them in his palm until he couldn’t help rocking his hips at the sensation. Ken finally let his hand drop down between his ass cheeks and gasped when a nudge of his fingers made the dildo sink just a tad deeper.
Damn, he really, really wished Josh was here. Usually Ken would be on his hands and knees for this, giving Josh easy access to his leaking cock and hungry hole, but he wanted to stretch out like this for today, with his trembling thighs splayed open and his toes curling against the sheets.
Ken gripped the edge of the dildo and pulled it out until just the tip remained. He then thrust it inside of himself harshly, making himself hiss at the pleasure–pain. He did it again and again, fucking himself hard. An accidental brush against his prostate made Ken lurch and he groaned at the ceiling, his eyes rolling at the feeling.
“Fuuuuuck, that’s so good,” he panted. It was going to be a bitch to find his prostate again, unlike when Josh did it to him and easily turned him into putty, but Ken was still going to have fun trying.
Breathing heavily, he slathered a bit more lube onto the dildo. He licked his lips and then put it back inside him, twisting it as he pumped it deeper. His other hand gripped the sheets beneath him. After a few pumps, he rolled himself over, going on all fours like he originally preferred, and raised his hips. The way the dildo scraped his insides as he moved made his breath stutter in his chest. He braced himself and reached back, grabbed ahold of the toy, and then fucked it in and out of him.
He moaned, hips jerking back against his hand and back bowing so he could sink the dildo deeper inside him. As he swayed in place, he could feel his cock brushing against sheets and the sensation just made him harder.
Ken suddenly missed his boyfriend a lot. A toy was well and good, but being fucked with something hot and hard and real was soooo much better. But Josh had work and wouldn’t be home in two days, so all Ken could do was entertain himself for now.
(Damn, he should have set up his phone and took a video. Josh would love that. Oh, well.)
Ken propped himself up on one hand and planted his knees firmer. He reached for his cock, jacking himself off. Then suddenly the bed dipped behind him. He let out a shout as he tipped and almost lost his balance. He whipped his head back, eyes wide and panic almost knocking into him, but a familiar hand was suddenly on his waist while the dildo was pushed deeper inside him, managing to grind right into his sweet spot.
“Fuck!” Ken shouted, spots suddenly dancing in front of his eyes. But the touch was familiar and so was that uncanny ability to turn him into mush.
“J–Josh?”
There was a hum. “Thought I’d surprise you by coming home early, but I guess I was the one who got a surprise, huh?”
Ken gasped, both at hearing that voice and at the feeling of the dildo being pulled out oh so slowly from inside him.
“Josh, Joshie,” Ken moaned, sinking against his pillow but keeping his hips up for his boyfriend even with his shaking knees. He still wasn’t sure what was happening, but Josh was here and home and had his hands on Ken. Finally.
He tilted his head back, trying to get a look at Josh. He was still in a leather jacket and had his sunglasses pushed up to his dyed-pink hair. But he looked so handsome and there was a ravenous glint in his eyes as he eyed Ken all over.
Josh kept a firm hold of Ken’s hip, while his other palm smoothed over Ken’s ass, spreading them wider. He stared down at Ken’s hole, which was probably puffy and red and wrapped around the tip of the dildo.
Josh looked like he was going to eat him.
“Does your toy feel good, baby?” he asked. “Does your slutty little hole like it? Is it rubbing you just right inside?”
Ken shuddered, almost drooling onto his pillow. He had already been a little sweaty earlier, but Josh’s presence was sending his temperature into overdrive.
“It–it feels good but–but it’s not you, Joshie.” He rubbed his face against his pillow.
As if in response, Josh just pushed the toy back inside him, so slowly that Ken’s knees began shaking.
“Damn, baby,” Josh hissed. “Look at your little hole. It swallowed the toy right up. I don’t think you need me.”
“No!” Ken whined, hips wriggling against Josh’s tight hold. “W–want your cock, Joshie, please, please.”
There was a curse and Josh’s hands disappeared from his body and even from the bed. Ken almost panicked, but a quick look behind showed him that Josh was taking off his clothes, tossing his sunglasses towards the bedside table, shucking off his leather jacket, and simply unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. He didn’t even take them off, just pushed them down his hips to free his hard cock. He grabbed the lube somewhere on the bed and then climbed behind Ken.
Ken groaned. Oh, fuck, yes.
It was like he said. A toy was all right, but being fucked by his boyfriend was going to be so much better.
Josh had many ideas of how his surprise homecoming would go, and while this was definitely not on the list, he couldn’t say he didn’t like it. Because sneaking in to see his boyfriend, only to see him masturbating in bed and looking so sexy and desperate was definitely something he would never get tired of seeing.
The sight of Ken when Josh walked in was definitely a vision: on all fours, trembling prettily and stuffed so full.
“More,” Ken gasped, demanding and whiny as Josh fucked the thick and unforgiving dildo in and out of him. He rubbed his face against the pillow he was hiding his face in and hitched his hips up higher as if to follow Josh’s hand. “More, more, please, Josh.”
Josh clicked his tongue against his teeth, the tone chiding. “Greedy, such a greedy boy. But here, you know I’ll always give you everything you ask for.”
He reached for the lube and sent a trickle of it down the crack of Ken’s ass and over the dildo. He tossed the bottle to the side and wet his fingers in the mess before sliding two of his fingers inside Ken alongside the dildo.
“That’s so good, Joshie,” Ken slurred. He moaned long and low and deep, and his thighs were actually shaking. “Ahh–ahh–fuck that feels so good.”
Josh alternated between the dildo and his fingers, slowly working to stretch Ken open. He bit his lip as noises kept spilling out of Ken, practically singing for Josh. He leaned over the man, pressing a kiss to his back and then his cheek.
“So pretty, baby, so good,” Josh cooed softly into his ear. “Look at you taking the toy and my fingers so well in your slutty little hole.”
Josh thrust into Ken a few more times, before leaning back to pour even more lube across his fingers and Ken’s hole. He was sure the sheets were going to be thoroughly soaked, but he didn’t care. His boyfriend was being so cute and they’d been apart for days. He couldn’t resist indulging him.
After stretching Ken a little while more and testing the give of Ken’s pretty hole, Josh pulled everything out of him, toy and fingers. The squelch of the lube was so loud, but Ken’s needy whine was louder. Josh could see Ken’s hole clenching on nothing, red and hungry, hot and probably so sensitive.
“Joshie,” Ken sighed, rocking backwards, sounding all dreamy and ready and willing.
“I got you, baby,” Josh said. He slicked himself up and with one hand on Ken’s hip, he slid his hard cock right inside him.
Ken groaned and Josh hissed. He fucking loved this feeling, loved his boyfriend’s greedy hole and how it always welcomed him in. But before either of them could really get their bearings, Josh took the dildo and then pressed the blunt head of the toy against Ken’s rim, easing the warm and wet silicone next to himself. It seemed like Ken was moaning nonstop and his entire body was visibly trembling. It had the added effect of making his insides flutter sweetly around Josh’s cock and Josh had to take deep breaths to cool his head.
“Ah–ah–ah—” Ken gasped. His hands were clawing at the sheets, making the fabric creak. His cock was leaking on the bed and he was drooling and sweaty all over.
“Your hole looked so hungry, so here’s your toy and my cock together,” Josh cooed.
Ken had descended into a babbling mess, a mix of curses, moans and Josh’s name as his hole kept clenching and spasming around Josh’s cock. Josh positioned his hips, made sure the toy was snug and wasn’t going anywhere, and then held Ken tightly by the hips. The first time he snapped his hips hard, Ken let out a shout that was so loud Josh knew the neighbors (or Paulo) could probably hear them (again).
But he ignored that and started a punishing pace, pushing Ken up the bed with each thrust. At one point, Ken curled an arm and pressed his hand against the headboard just so that he didn’t brain himself on it. Sometimes he would try to push back, but his body was so pliant and welcoming beneath Josh’s hands and hips and the two cocks inside of him.
“How does that feel, baby? Is this what you wanted?”
Ken nodded, mewling and trembling and clenching down around Josh’s cock and the toy together.
“So good, so good, Joshie,” he hiccuped. “It hurts so good.”
“Fuck,” Josh said, his own voice breathless. He stared at where Ken was taking two cocks at the same time. He touched his rim, which was hot and wet to the touch. When he shifted his hips, Ken arched his back and sobbed his name, as if that was the only word he could remember, like there was no space in his head and mind and body except Josh.
Eventually, it was the cacophony of sounds that really got to Josh–Ken’s sweet moans, the squelch of lube, the creak of the bed, and the wet sound of his balls slapping against Ken’s ass. But just when Josh thought he was going to blow his load first, Ken let out a shout at a particularly good angle and came untouched across the bed, cum streaking the sheets below him and his stomach. He immediately slumped forward, panting wetly into his damp pillow, limbs shaking from the pleasure.
Josh growled and grabbed the toy, taking it out and tossing it aside. He immediately flipped Ken on his back and his boyfriend looked so blissed out and was so pliant that he only sighed when Josh wrapped his thighs around his waist and then sank his cock back in.
Ken let out hiccuping sounds with each deep thrust. “Joshie, c–come in me, please,” he begged. “ The toy was s–so good, b–but not as good as you, used it c–cause you weren’t here.”
Josh cursed and fucked himself in even deeper, and when Ken reached out and cupped his cheek with one hand, he immediately came, eyes fluttering shut, hips straining as he buried himself as deep as he could, pushing his release inside his boyfriend.
After an eternity, Josh sank into Ken’s welcoming arms. They laid there, panting and exhausted, but Josh tilted his head up so he could kiss Ken, sweet and sticky and long the way they both loved it.
“Welcome home,” Ken murmured sleepily against his lips.
Josh chuckled. It had been a long trip home, but given recent happenings, he knew he was going to be on clean up duty. He didn’t mind. He got one hell of a welcome home present anyway.
“Thank you, baby. Get some sleep. We can talk later.”