Caught In The Act

Tony flashed a grin at Tamara, winking at her as he turned his attention back to Benji. "If she gets that excited watching you give me a hand job, imagine what she'll do if I do this..."

Catching Benji's lips, Tony manoeuvred him backward until he was bent over the bed. "Nice position babe," he chuckled, knees either side of Benji's waist, pinning him position. "Just right for me to do this," he pulled away, nipping on Benji's lower lip before ripping his t-shirt off, mouth moving to an already-hard nipple

Benji moaned, his head falling back, his hands clutching at Tony’ shoulders. “Tone….”

Tony chuckled, fingers unzipping Benji’s pants as he slid to the floor between his knees. “But this is fun too,” he commented, rolling Benji’s balls in his hands, blowing lightly over the head of his cock.

Gasping, Benji trembled, his grip tightening on Tony’s shoulders. “Fu….” he trailed off as his cock was taken all the way down Tony’s throat. He whimpered as Tony increased suction, his breath coming in short hard pants, eyes sliding closed as Tony’s talented mouth sent shivers down his spine. “Tony…” His eyes shot opened as Tony pulled back, rocking up on his heels and grinning up at him. Benji moaned and grinned back, raising an eyebrow at the sizable bulge and damp patch at the crotch of his boyfriend’s pants. Grabbing his arm, Benji pulled Tony back up to the bed, massaging his erection, kissing him lightly, sucking on his lipring. “You’re such a slut,” he whispered. “I haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already about to come in your pants just from giving me a blowjob.” His tongue forced entry past Tony’s lips, teasing his tongue into responding, then sucking on it until Tony was thrusting against him. “You love it, you little whore. My little whore. My little cock-sucking whore. And you love it.”

Tony shook his head. “I love you,” he corrected Benji, smiling at him, moaning as he pulled himself to his feet. He glanced over his shoulder at Tamara and laughed. “And I’m not the only one enjoying myself here either,” he panted, a tremor of lust shaking him as he watched her.

She slid down the wall, still watching them through hooded eyes, her pants around her ankles, her t-shirt bunched up around her shoulders as she fingered herself furiously, head leaning back against the wall. Her breaths were coming in sharp gasps, every exhalation a moan, whimpering and biting down on her lower lip as one hand strayed up to circle her breasts, rubbing her dark red and achingly hard nipples. Trembling hard and pinching her clit, Tamara slid a third finger into her pussy, a low moan ripped from her throat as she brought herself to climax, hips thrusting into her touch as her back arched, her legs falling farther apart as she slumped to the floor, hands falling to her sides. “Fuck,” she breathed, blushing as she felt two pairs of eyes on her. She looked up, a feral grin on her face as met Benij’s eyes. She licked her lips, watching as both Benji and Tony crawled across the floor to her.

“No, I’d say she’s definitely enjoying herself,” Tony decided, looping an arm around the back of her neck and kissinr har hard, two of his fingers slipping into her pussy. He grinned as she whimpered and thrust her hips against him. “What do you think?” He asked Benji, licking his fingers clean.

Benji moaned and kissed Tony, tasting Tamara’s juices on his lips. “I think I want the both of you. On my bed. Now.”

“You don’t need to tell me twice,” Tony replied, moaning softly at the huskiness of Benji’s voice. He grabbed Tamara’s arm and pulled her to her feet, kissing her before dragging her over to the bed.

Tamara whimpered, curling around Tony on the bed, her hand sliding between them to unzip his pants, her fist curling around his hard cock, smearing his pre-come along his aching length. She cried out when Benji’s cam came down on her ass, leaving a red hand print.

“Not starting without me, I hope?” Benji asked, one eyebrow raised but unable to keep the grin from his lips or the animalistic glint in his eye.

“Never,” Tony promised, sliding out from under Tamara and pulling Benji down, grinding his cock against Benji’s leg, feeling Benji arch against him. “Benj…”

Tamara whimpered at the loss, feeling herself growing even wetter as she watched the two men humping each other and kissing. He fingers drifted down to her pussy and she yelped at another slap from Benji.

“You planning on just watching, or are you gonna come play?” He asked her breathlessly.