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Sunlight streamed through a crack in the curtains sending a shaft of brilliant light across the otherwise darkened bedroom. All was silent except for the gentle snoring of an elderly pug in a doggy bed under a desk. Two figures were outlined beneath the sheets of the bed, their bodies pressed tightly against each other as one held the other close to their chest. The sheets were pulled up so high that all that could be seen of the bed’s occupants were a tuft of sandy hair at the top, the little spoon, and a pair of large feet at the bottom, the big spoon. If the larger of the two minded having their feet out, it was clearly something they had learned to live with. They shifted their weight slightly as they nuzzled against their partner’s neck, and with a stretch of their leg they slid a foot between their partner’s legs. A soft sound of exertion accompanied the stretch, followed by a satisfied sigh as the leg relaxed. Hearing this, the pug woke up suddenly and sneezed, startling herself a second time in the process, before immediately settling back down and resuming her snoring. A quarter of an hour later a phone on the bedside table started to dance with vibrations as a soft but persistent melody grew increasingly louder. One groan from the bed was met by a second. The arm of the person closest reached out, pulling themselves away from their partner’s chest in the process. A heavy arm tensed around them and pulled them close, accompanied by unintelligible sounds of protest. The sandy hair vanished from sight as the little spoon wriggled down out of the big spoon’s grasp and made a half-hearted lunge for the phone. Just as the emerging hand grabbed the phone it was yanked back under the sheets. The melody was now quite loud and provided a duet for the giggles of pleasure as the phone’s owner was disciplined with kisses.
Joshua Lancaster silenced his phone with a shaky hand, fighting for the required concentration and coordination against the skilled lips and hands of his boyfriend.
“There! It’s off. I promise.” He managed between giggles. The kissing and tickling immediately stopped. “Hey, that’s not your cue to stop,” he teased.
“It’s Barbara’s cue to freak out though,” came the weary reply. Elias Gregory pushed back the sheets from his face and chest, both flushed red, and tried to extract his arm from underneath his lover as gracefully as possibly. Barbara had risen again, waddled out from under the desk, and was now making her best attempt at barking up a storm at the occupants of the bed. She was rewarded, as always, by being scooped up into the bed and being lavished with praise and attention by her owners. Or at least one of them, on this occasion it was only Elias making a fuss of her while Joshua remained under the sheets. After snuffling his shrouded form to make sure he definitely didn’t want to join in, she rolled over to allow Elias to rub her belly.
“You watching porn under there? You know we shouldn’t do that in front of Barbara, I don’t want her getting unrealistic ideas about sex.” In response Joshua made a display of frantically pumping his arm, fist near his crotch, and affecting an out of breath voice.
“What? Never? Unhh, yeah. So close!” he panted before breaking into giggles again as the sheets were unceremoniously stripped away leaving him on full display. Elias’ bearded chin rested on Joshua’s shoulder and made a show of leering at his exposed crotch. He whistled appreciatively.
“You know I can never resist seeing you put on a show.” His voice was throaty as he planted a chain of little kisses down Joshua’s arm.
Joshua’s mind flashed back to the previous month when he and Elias had started to take part in what Elias liked to call their ‘live shows.’ It started one evening with a flirty discussion over a few glasses of wine after work for Elias, after class for Joshua.
“I’m serious, the idea of living with someone where we can both be super casual about these things is a serious dream of mine,” Elias had declared. Joshua was teasing that sometimes Elias came home so late he was tempted to start without him. To which Elias replied frankly that if he came from work and caught Joshua masturbating he’d be more than happy to watch.
“Just watch? You mean you wouldn’t be overcome with desire, leap onto the bed, and ravish me?” Joshua feigned a hurt look while rubbing his foot against Elias’ calf under the table.
“Well, I mean there’s always been something about watching a guy that really appeals. It’s something about glimpsing a normally private moment, one where the guy,” he nodded pointedly at Joshua, “knows exactly what he needs to do to pleasure himself as fully as he needs.” He paused, a little breathless, and tried to gauge his partner’s reaction. Joshua could feel that his face was a little flushed, perhaps from the wine, perhaps from arousal. It was certainly a thrill to be talking so candidly about their fantasies. They’d been together for a year, living together for three months, so while they’d worked their way through a lot of their kinks, just the idea of a casual domestic chat about such things was new to them.
“Well,” Joshua took a deep, shaky breath, “I mean it’s certainly something that could be arranged.” He took his glasses off to better show his suggestive wink, realised he couldn’t see Elias’ reaction, and poked himself in the eye trying to hurriedly put them back on. Elias kissed it better for him, assuring that while he wasn’t the medical professional in the relationship he was sure this would be the right treatment. Recovering as smoothly as he could, Joshua’s tipsy brain tried to make an innuendo about medicine that needed to be administered orally, but he got the giggles before he even finished the thought.
A week later, after getting an apologetic text from Elias explaining that meetings had run over and he’d be back late, Joshua decided to take matters into his own hands. Of course immediately after thinking this he sniggered to himself and made a mental note to use that joke again later when Elias got home. He took Barbara out for a walk around the nearby park, partly to tire her out so he’d have time alone, and partly to formulate the perfect scenario. They’d finished a lap of the pond, Barbara having stopped for a brief conference with a goose, when the perfect idea suddenly came to Joshua. In his first year at medical school he’d been away from his family for the first time and feeling lonely. A package had arrived at his dorm, the note from his brothers explaining that they’d each chipped in to buy him something to ease the loneliness. He’d opened the package with suspicion and was only a little surprised to see that it was what the glossy packaging described as “a pocketful of pleasure for the discerning gentleman.” He was, however, shocked that instead of a cheap novelty blow-up doll, they’d clearly spent a significant amount on what seemed to be a sophisticated motorised masturbator. That gift had gotten him through his first two years at medical school, albeit at the cost of him nearly missing a few classes and spending far more time alone in his room than he’d planned. It really was amazing, it had more features than he fully understood, but he had rapidly worked his way through all of the modes and memorised how to make the necessary setting changes without looking at the device. Then, in his third year, he met Elias and the rest was history. Elias’ sex drive was literally on par with that of a battery operated sex machine and combined with the fact the Elias gave better post-coital cuddles, the toy was soon relegated to an old shoe box under the bed. Tonight though, he would bring it out of retirement.
Elias winced as he checked his watch, he had arrived home nearly three quarters of an hour later than he’d said he would. He took a deep breath and readied himself to apologise profusely to Joshua. He opened the door and stepped into the darkened hallway of the apartment, momentarily puzzled as to why he couldn’t hear the padding paws and excited wheezing of Barbara coming down the hall. As he flipped on the lights and dropped his keys in the bowl near the door, a hand-written note jammed in the mirror frame caught his attention.
“Barbara is with Mrs Jennings. I’m in the lounge awaiting ravishment. Don’t be too long, you’ve got competition tonight…”
“You do know Mrs Jennings is allergic to dogs, right?” Elias called out as he walked to the end of the hall where soft light was showing from the edges of the door to the lounge. “I just think we should consider that next time you need me to ravish-” He stopped mid-sentence in the now open doorway. Joshua was naked, which was always a lovely sight, stretched out across the faux-leather corner sofa and writhing in ecstasy. He was flushed from head to toe and his skin was slick with sweat, his floppy hair stuck to his forehead. One arm came up to grip the edge of the sofa with a vice-like hand, knuckles white, the other was holding a whirring black cylindrical device to his crotch as he ground his hips into it with frenetic abandon. Its smooth black surface had a rubberised band, presumably to help with sweaty hands, Elias noted. From the sounds of it there were quite a lot of internal workings, each moving in different directions and at different speeds, it was clearly quite effective at its job.
“Who… unhh… says it’ll be… aahh… you… doing th- unfff… the… ohhh…” Joshua’s witty retort was lost before completion. He’d clearly been battling some intense sensations throughout but at the end, in time with a shift in the machine’s whirring sounds, he’d completely lost it. His eyes rolled back in his head, his mouth hung open, his breath reduced to desperate gasps. Elias’ cock was rigid, his hand reached into his pocket and started to stroke it slowly, he wanted to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible.
"Well well, what's going on here?" Elias sat down in the armchair opposite Joshua, the angle allowing him to see the full length of his body and every shudder than ran its length. He sat patiently and waited for Joshua's body to stop convulsing. The sounds of the device slowed and Joshua seemed to regain a fragment of awareness, his eyelids fluttered and he saw Elias watching intently. His already flushed face became redder still despite the smile, a sight that made Elias' cock twitch under his fingers.
"Thought I'd take matters… own ha- ohhh…" Elias noted that a strap ran from the base of the cylinder and looped around Joshua's balls. The strap was flexing tighter and looser now, tugging on his balls in the exact same technique Joshua had taught him to use on him.
"So that's where you learned that!" he chuckled, leaning forward to get a closer look as Joshua's balls throbbed at the machine's mercy. Not that the machine had mercy, Elias pondered, perhaps that's adding something to the scene? He'd always been aroused by the sight of a guy pleasuring himself, but the idea of the guy being helplessly pleasured was a whole new idea. This was a brand new experience for him at least, Joshua appeared to be something of an expert in how to use this device. He’d let the pleasure build, his breathing shortening, his toes curling, his stomach clenching, and then with a deft movement of his fingers he’d ease off. His self-control was outstanding, though Elias had learned that already from the teasing foreplay Joshua always begged for. Elias was engaged in his own struggle for self-control as well, a battle on two fronts. First and foremost keeping his teasing fingers slow enough that he didn’t shoot his load in his work clothes, second to resist the urge to reach out with his other hand to offer some hands on encouragement.
As if reading his mind, Joshua’s fingers put the device back to its lowest setting for a breather. He took a moment to catch his breath and then opened his eyes. Elias was sitting across from him, his face a mask of concentration, one hand clearly fumbling in his pocket. Joshua grinned and licked his lips.
“See anything you like?” he asked with a wink. Elias was speechless, his free hand rubbing his cheek before it began to reach out towards Joshua’s nipple. “Uh-uh mister. You were late to the party and now you have to just sit and watch.” Joshua used his free hand to push Elias’ aside and then wag a finger at him. He was enjoying Elias’ look of frustration mixed with pleasure so much that he forgot the rest mode was on a strict timer. “You just have to sit back and enjoy the sh- ohhhh… hnnngh…” With rest mode over the device reverted back to the last setting; the ball straps tightened in a firm grip as inside the cylinder the rotating beads sped up to maximum and the suction became a long continuous pull on his shaft. He was almost doubled up in ecstasy, it took all of his control to breath and stretch back out. He knew that he couldn’t last long on this setting so he had to be ready to turn it down, but allowing himself a few more moments to enjoy it though was too tempting. Knowing Elias was right there helpless to watch was such a thrill, one that he’d not anticipated having such an intense reaction on his own arousal. He felt so exposed and vulnerable but rather than wanting to hide he realised it was allowing him to really let himself go. Knowing that the man watching was someone he trusted helped him to feel safe enough to let it all out. He let himself slip a little deeper into the sensations, after all he’d started an hour ago thinking that Elias would have interrupted him much sooner, instead he’d been edging himself senseless for so long his brain was getting scrambled. His fingers were heavy as they moved into position above the button combination to ease things down a little, just as he was about to press them he must have shifted his weight a little without realising because he the device was now completely flush against his body and the suction causing the ridge of his bellend to ripple. He felt his control slipping away rapidly and knew that he was powerless to resist the powerful orgasm that was building.
Elias was so close and couldn’t bear to remove his hand from his pocket, but he was able to hold it still. The grip on his shaft was almost unbearable and his cock was flexing rapidly as it strained for more stimulation. Joshua was once again lost in the throes of pleasure, his hips were grinding upwards as he tried to increase what sounded like a very slowly mounting motor speed. His eyes rolled back unfocused, and from his throat a guttural groan began to emerge. The animalistic sound took on a frustrated grunt as both hands wrapped around the black toy and held it steady while Joshua rammed his hips up into it. The ferocity of his fucking was electric and Elias began to whimper quietly, his own arousal approaching breaking point. His breathing was shallow and he leaned closer, not to see more - Joshua was absolutely exposed to him - but to feel the heat radiating off him. The grunts rapidly devolved into moans as Joshua's back arched, his balls tight, his shaft pumping what Elias could only imagine must be a thick, creamy load into his toy. This was all he needed to topple over the edge into his own orgasm. Practically hands free, his fingers merely resting on his shaft, his cock jerked as he felt hot, ecstatic waves of jizz surge into his underwear. He felt the sticky goo on his fingertips as he sank back into the armchair to savour the moment fully. Together they lay unspeaking, their laboured breathing slowly settling, their senses gradually returning to them.
When Elias opened his eyes he saw Joshua smiling at him.
"So good of you to join me," he bit his lower lip, "I hope you don't mind that I started without you."
"Not at all," Elias growled, "clearly I should work late more often."
"Don't you dare! As much fun as this is," Joshua gestured to the sex toy that was still running, "you're my still my favourite." His eyelids fluttered and his breath caught as the speed rose and fell into slower, gentler waves. Elias watched in fascination.
"Are you okay keeping that thing on?"
"Mmhmm, it's on a rest cycle. I've actually milked myself a few times before," he blushed. "Back in my misspent youth." Elias rose from his seat and slowly removed his tie. He leaned forward and took Joshua's hands in his, kissing them before gently binding them with his tie. Joshua's breathing shallowed, they'd played with bondage before and he knew that it could lead to some erotically charged scenarios between them. He trembled with anticipation as the tie was secured to the standing lamp beside the sofa.
"Will you be okay keeping this on while I take a shower?" Elias nodded to the cylinder.
"Sure, it's still on the lowest setting," Joshua beamed earnestly. Elias reached down and turned it up to the highest setting, Joshua groaned.
"Don't move." Elias left the room and after a few minutes Joshua heard the shower turn on.
Elias shut the water off and stepped out into the steam filled air of the small bathroom. After drying himself off with a thick, fluffy, white towel, he slipped naked into the bedroom. He took the grey shorts and muscle tee out from under his pillow, and had a long stretch. He pulled the shorts on and up, remembering the time when they were a looser fit - now they hugged his thick thighs and left nothing to the imagination around his ass and crotch. Looking in the mirror he patted his little hairy belly proudly and then brought the muscle tee down over it. The cut out sides allowed the cool evening breeze coming in through the windows to reach his torso and he savoured the experience. It was interrupted, however, by his work phone signalling an incoming message, so with a sigh he checked the display. It was the new intern he was supervising, working late as usual and wanting to check some details of an account. Knowing this would be easier done over the phone rather than a series of text messages, he unlocked his phone and said “Okay, Google. Call intern Gary.” As the call connected and he waited for Gary to answer, Elias strolled to open the bedroom and glance down the hall. The living room door was still wide open and while Joshua was out of sight his moans of pleasure carried softly up the hall. Elias was grinning widely when Gary answered, the younger man apologising profusely for the interruption but could he please confirm a couple of important details?
“It's okay,” Elias reassured, “I can spare a few minutes. What's the problem?” As he listened to Gary recount the situation he'd landed himself in, Elias began to pad down the hall.
When Joshua noticed Elias had returned it was only dimly at first as the device’s expert technique had thoroughly consumed most of his awareness. Beyond the excruciatingly ecstatic waves of pleasure flowing through his cock he understood that Elias was in his pyjamas, the ones that Joshua loved to see him in, and… he was on the phone?!
“Don't worry, mate,” Elias was saying, “it's easily done. I've made that mistake a few times myself.” He wagged his eyebrows at Joshua and stuck out his tongue. Joshua felt a nagging sensation that he should do something, maybe try to compose himself, but before the thought could fully emerge from the sea of pleasure it was swept away. The device whirred as it began polishing the head of his cock and Joshua let out a long, low guttural moan as he sank back into the sofa.
“That sound? Nothing to worry about, Gary. Just reset the settings on the page you're on now, and then reload the account details.” Elias’ voice was composed but his hand was sliding through the open side of his shirt to roll his nipple between thumb and forefinger. He cleared his throat and then, the immediate work crisis over, started asking Gary a few follow up questions to check in on him. He nodded and made affirmative noises in response to the answers, all the while watching Joshua writhe. The writhing suddenly stopped, however, when the device's attention overcame Joshua's stamina and once again he was bucking his hips as a second load was forced from his overstimulated cock. This one louder than before, the moans of pleasure mixing with cries of as his sensitive member was still being worked over.
“What? No, Gary I am not watching a porno” Elias chided. “If you must know I'm sitting in my shorts and vest, watching my boyfriend, naked and being milked senseless by some kind of wanking machine.” For a brief moment the silence was palpable, even Joshua, whose mind was reeling from the second orgasm of the evening and anticipating the inevitably of a third, locked eyes with Elias. Elias laughed heartily down the receiver and reached out to stoke Joshua's flank, watching the flesh quiver as his lover bit his lip to stay quiet.
“You can believe whatever you want to believe, Gary. And if need be we can discuss it in our next meeting” he added cryptically. Elias began to wrap the call up, whilst tracing his fingertips down Joshua's side, over his curves and across his tummy. Joshua's eyes rolled back in his head and, just moments before Elias ended his call, exhaled a moan of pure bliss. Elias knelt beside the sofa and for the rest of the evening, and by his count three more orgasms, he lent his hands to assist Joshua’s pleasure. By the time the device's battery had depleted its charge, Joshua was drenched in sweat, quivering softly, and utterly exhausted.
Elias fetched a clean towel, and released him from the device, taking extra care as he slid it off Joshua's now deep red shaft. He towelled his dozing lover down, again being careful with the swollen glans and frenulum of his cock. When he was done he kissed Joshua to wake him, gently lifted him to his feet, and together they made their way to bed.
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