“Do you mind if I shower really quickly?”

Bentley took a seat at Kit’s desk and swirled around until he was facing him. Kit began to undo his tie and then removed the handcuffs and baton from his waist. Bentley wanted to stay quiet enough so that maybe Kit would forget he was there and he’d keep undressing. It didn’t work, though. Kit only smirked at him just as he began to undo his policeman jumper. 

“Earth to my beautiful boyfriend,” he said. “Shower. Me. Five minutes. Is that okay?”

“Is that an invitation?” Bentley asked.

Kit winked. “There’s enough space for two…” he stepped out of the romper and was left in nothing but his briefs.

Bentley’s eyes dropped to the bulge in his underwear and he felt his own cock harden. Kit turned away and grabbed his things, disappearing into the bathroom.

“I’ll be out in five,” he called out.

Bentley  stopped staring and looked away. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, then reached into his Deadpool costume pouch for his cell phone.

“Anything to take my mind off of my naked, wet boyfriend in the shower right now,” Bentley said to himself. He decided he’d post the picture the UCLA student took of him and Kit in front of his brand-new car to social media first. It took no time at all for people to like the photo, comment, and share. Bentley added a comment himself, tagging Victor Davidson in the photo. Fuck it. If the judge wanted to make his life hell, Bentley wanted to be a petty little asshole.

He went over to Instagram and posted it as well, but when he went back to his feed, one of Kit’s recent photos popped up. It was Kit in his policeman romper; cap on, shades on, and baton resting on his shoulder. He had his bottom lip between his teeth and the photo automatically had Bentley’s dick hard. He took a deep breath and liked the image before nosily looking through the comments. Of course, people were calling him things like “hot,” and “daddy,” and telling him he looked amazing. Bentley was happy that there were more positive remarks than hateful ones, but he couldn’t help but focus on just how many guys were thirsting for his boyfriend. One comment in particular was from a dude named Sean, and said, “Nice, Kit. You are so sexy. We were in the same English class this semester before I dropped it. I regret that so much now. See you around.”

Bentley didn’t know why he was so pissed, but he literally hated Sean. Wasn’t it clear that Kit was in a relationship? Why would a guy leave a comment like that, and would Bentley be wrong for finding him and kicking his ass?

Probably.

He shook his head and decided to leave a comment while Kit showered.

BMXBenny: Spoiler Alert: he’s even sexier when he takes the costume off #XO

He was insanely proud of himself as he placed his phone on Kit’s desk and stood to his feet, stepping out of the Deadpool costume until he was left in nothing but his boxers. He considered going into the bathroom and maybe helping Kit finish up, but he told himself to behave. Maybe Kit would be in the mood to get dirty all over again when he came out.

Bentley plopped down on the bed and smiled.

It wasn’t much longer before Kit joined him again. Kit had damp hair and a towel wrapped around his waist. He made his way over to his cell phone and began typing, probably not even noticing that Bentley was gawking at him like a starving lion staring at a herd of zebra.

??

Kit made sure to send Noah a text kindly reminding him that he was promised the dorm tonight. It worked out because Noah was enjoying Halloween festivities around campus, but Kit couldn’t be too safe. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen tonight, and being walked in on was not on his agenda.

“Take that off,” Bentley told him.

Kit turned around and smiled at him. “Take what off? This?” He played at the knot in his towel and did a teasing dance back and forth before running a hand through his damp hair. “Hmm. Nah.”

Bentley smirked. His eyes were dark, and he had a hand resting over the slit in his boxers.

“Would you like me to put a movie on?” Kit asked.

Bentley looked Kit in the eyes before shaking his head no. “What I want is for you to lose the towel and get over here.”

Kit bit his lip. He considered it for a moment and then countered, “Maybe if you lose your boxers, I’ll lose the towel.”

Bentley smiled as he stared back at Kit.

“You know you want to, Williams.”

Bentley must have. He lifted his hips off the bed and slowly slid his underwear down by the waistband. Kit  watched Bentley toss them away, and stared at Bentley’s long cock already hard and slightly curved upwards. The sight made him breathe in sharply. 

Bentley sat forward and reached out, placing his hands on the back of Kit’s thighs and urging him to approach. Kit kept his eyes on Bentley as the towel dropped from his waist. Bentley’s face barely changed as he took him in.

“This is all mine, huh?”

Kit climbed onto the bed and sat in Bentley’s lap. He wrapped his arms around Bentley’s shoulders, and Bentley slid him forward with a grip on his ass.

“All yours.”

“If you want a movie, that’s fine with me.” Bentley dropped his eyes down Kit’s body. “I personally won’t be watching. I’m focused on you right now.”

Kit let his fingers play in Bentley’s hair as he answered. “What do you have in mind?”

Bentley massaged over Kit’s thighs; his hands moving dangerously close to touching his dick. At this point, Kit wanted him to touch it. They’d been doing the teasing for a while now. He was so ready for more.

“I can probably show you a lot better than I can tell you,” Bentley answered.

Without warning, he stood up, and Kit rushed to tighten his legs around Bentley’s waist just so he wouldn’t fall backwards and embarrass himself. Bentley laughed as he held him up.

“Relax. I got you.”

Kit noted the way Bentley effortlessly held him up as he nodded. “I’m good.”

“Yeah.” Bentley smirked. He laid Kit on the bed and kissed his lips softly.

Kit chased his lips, almost embarrassed by how desperate he felt in that moment.

“Turn onto your stomach,” Bentley instructed. His voice was much softer now.

Kit looked at him for a moment before deciding to play along. He wondered how nervous Bentley was, because he was nervous, too. More excited than anything else, but there were definitely nerves.

He turned onto his stomach and grabbed for an extra pillow, propping himself up higher. The first thing he felt was Bentley’s wet lips on his left shoulder. He then felt the bed sink as Bentley climbed up and over him, and one kiss followed the other slowly across his back. Kit closed his eyes and enjoyed it. Everything about this was perfect – the pace, the feel of Bentley’s soft lips, the way he moved lower until he began to suck a spot at the middle of Kit’s lower back. God. It took everything for Kit not to start rubbing his cock against his comforter.

But then, Bentley began to kiss even lower. His lips met the curve of Kit’s ass. He cupped Kit’s right cheek with one hand, playfully squeezing and rubbing it as he kissed up and down the left cheek. Kit could only assume where this was going. He’d never been eaten out before, but he’d wondered what rimming felt like. Was he about to find out?

He glanced over his shoulder and saw Bentley switch focus from one ass cheek to the next. Biting teasingly, he began to suck and nibble on the right side. His hands spread Kit’s cheeks apart before looking up at him and licking his lips.

“May I?” Bentley asked; his eyes curious and bright.

Kit stared at him and nodded fervently. “Go right ahead.”

Bentley gave a small smile in response. He looked down and massaged Kit’s ass before placing the lightest kiss against the rim. Kit closed his eyes and faced forward.

Please don’t let me cum from this alone, he thought.

??

Kit’s asshole was so fucking tight.

Bentley looked at it before placing another soft kiss. He noticed this time that Kit thrust against the mattress in a way he probably thought was subtle, and it told him that this must’ve felt good. He was only getting started.

He let a finger tease around the hole, curiously gauging Kit’s reaction. Kit’s breathing hitched. He arched his back. Bentley took note of how sensitive he was. As Kit looked back at him impatiently, Bentley wet his lips and lowered his face between his ass cheeks. His first lick was slow and vertical. The second lick was circular and even slower. He kissed the pucker next, and that was followed by a third lick that was quicker and horizontal. Kit responded positively, clutching his fingers in the sheets as his face hit the pillow.

His breathy-moan went straight to Bentley’s cock.

Gripping each half of Kit’s ass, Bentley lowered his face and buried his tongue deeper. The reaction he got only encouraged him even more as his boyfriend arched his ass higher and pushed back against Bentley’s face. Bentley began to move his tongue around, trying to stretch the hole. He flicked it in and out, then moved in deeper, and just as Kit began to moan his name, Bentley licked a line straight down to Kit’s nuts.

“Oh fuck,” Kit gasped. He stayed there with his hands in the sheets as Bentley teased his hole with one finger; his lips sucking softly on Kit’s nuts. There was a part of Bentley that wanted to continue moving slow like this just so he could experience every sound, every taste, and every movement as it happened, but then he also wanted to know what it felt like to have Kit’s cock hitting the back of his throat as Kit told him to take it. And as Bentley circled Kit’s asshole with the tip of his middle finger, he couldn’t help but imagine how good it’d feel to fuck him right now.

One step at a time, Bentley told himself. He sucked both of Kit’s nuts into his mouth from behind and Kit full on began to grind against his bed.

“I have lube!”

Bentley opened his eyes. He breathed in slowly through his nose before pulling back, Kit’s nuts leaving his mouth with a pop. He raised both eyebrows and tried to figure out if what he’d heard was what he’d actually heard.

Kit glanced back at him; his damp hair awry on his head.

“What was that?” Bentley asked.

Kit licked his lips. “Lube. Some non-profit organization was on street corners giving away free lube and condoms when I was in Downtown LA with Eva from the fashion club. She took all the condoms, but I grabbed a few packs of lube and stashed it in my drawer.”

Bentley got up on his knees and nodded. “Do you want… should we –”

“If you want,” Kit finished.

Bentley licked his lips. “I want to finger you. …If that’s cool?”

Kit slowly began to smile at him. “Okay. As long as you take it slowly.”

“I promise.” Bentley stood up and looked over to Kit’s things. “Which drawer?”

“The top one. Left corner.” He turned over onto his back.

Bentley looked him over before turning to find the lube. It was in a foil packet with Lifestyle branded on the front. He pulled it out the drawer and remembered what he’d studied and what he’d seen on the pornos he’d watched.

1. Slick up the finger generously.
2. Stretch him nice and slow.
3. Look for the magic spot. 

“Did you find it?” Kit asked.

Bentley walked back over to the bed with two packs. He smiled at Kit, leaning in to kiss him before ripping open the packet. “I got it, beautiful.”

Kit nodded.

“Make sure you talk to me and tell me what feels good.” Bentley knelt back and poured some onto his fingers. He smoothed it over before pushing Kit’s legs apart.

“Okay.” Kit nodded some more.

Bentley lowered his finger to Kit’s entrance. He tried to pretend that his hand wasn’t shaking as he did so, because that wasn’t sexy. Confidence was sexy. He was too afraid of fucking this up to be confident right now.

His index finger lingered over Kit’s hole for a second too long before he got his bearings and began to push in. Kit’s eyes slowly opened and rolled back as Bentley began to push it forward more and more.

“How does that feel?” Bentley questioned.

Kit nodded. “A little tight. Not uncomfortable, though. I can take more.”

“You sure?”

“I am.”

Bentley looked at him as he moved his finger farther past the second bend. He waited a moment before going even deeper, and then began to slide out. As he did so, Kit gasped.

Bentley froze. “Shit. Are you okay?”

Kit nodded hard. “Yeah. You um… when you pulled back, it felt good. Really good.”

Bentley pushed his finger in again, watching Kit’s cock twitch as he did. He then arched his finger up a little and began to pull it out. Kit’s eyes rolled back and let out a slow breath.

“Oh, fuck. Bentley. Baby…”

Bentley smirked to himself. Something about the way Kit said his name made him feel like the most powerful man in the world. He played with Kit’s hole a little before sliding in the second finger. But now, he lowered himself to the bed and watched himself fingering his boyfriend. He watched himself sliding them in and out, and the way Kit’s hole squeezed tightly around them. One day, that was going to be his cock deep in Kit’s ass. Bentley could barely wait.

Kit was going crazy, writhing on the bed, telling Bentley when it felt really good and directing him to the spot he needed to massage. Bentley listened, though sometimes he enjoyed avoiding that spot and watching Kit fuck himself down onto his fingers and try to take control. Right when Kit was really becoming lost in what they were doing and totally distracted by the pleasure coursing through him, Bentley took the opportunity to lower his lips to the tip of Kit’s leaking cock. It earned him an “Oh my God!” shout that the neighbors would likely applaud him for.

Bentley sucked on the tip as he caressed the upper wall inside Kit. He pulled back and smiled. “I might cum from the noises you’re making alone.”

Kit looked like he wanted to say something smart in return, but he could only lay there helplessly. He reached down and returned Bentley’s mouth to his cock, urging him to go a little lower.

Bentley obliged.

Sucking a cock wasn’t as scary as he’d made it in his mind. There was part of him that was up for any challenge, but then there was the part that had seen the pictures Kit sent him and knew how thick he was, and that he was a grower. Bentley relaxed as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of Kit, sucking his cock to the same rhythm. He had his free hand stroking around the base, and his mouth and tongue moving up and down the rest.

“I’m not going to last much longer,” Kit said. He was already shaking.

“It’s alright.” Bentley spread those two fingers as much as he could as he massaged Kit’s prostate. “I’ve been thinking about making you cum every fucking night the past couple weeks.” He watched Kit as he licked playfully up and down his cock. Kit stared back; legs still shaking.

“Then make me cum,” Kit whined.

Bentley moved his fingers faster. He moved his hand away from Kit’s dick and began to blow him as deep as he could. It was clear that he was a little too overzealous at first – Kit wasn’t expecting him to start sucking him that deep and instinctively thrust up into Bentley’s wet mouth. Bentley gagged and pulled off to cough, his eyes a little wet.

“Fuck, fuck…” Kit tried to sit up to apologize, but with Bentley still continuing to finger him, he only ended up collapsing back against the bed. “Oh shit, Benny. Oh my God. Don’t stop.”

Bentley caught his breath and went right back to blowing him, sucking softly on the tip and then sinking lower. Kit’s entire body tensed. He thrust both hands into Bentley’s hair and pulled, almost like he wanted to warn that he was about to cum without verbally doing so, but Bentley didn’t stop. He only sucked harder.

That was all it took. Kit cried out and turned his face into the pillow. His legs continued to shake as he came long and hard into Bentley’s accepting mouth. Bentley kept fingering him as he swallowed until Kit reached down to still him. He slid his hand back slowly, then pulled off of Kit’s cock slowly. With a smile, he leaned back on his knees and licked his lips.

Kit took one of the deepest breaths ever. 

Bentley laughed. He laid down beside Kit and licked playfully over the shell of his ear. “You liked that, Kit?”

Kit automatically began to blush. He turned to Bentley and smiled softly. “You’re amazing. That… was amazing. It was my first time being rimmed, and fingered by someone else.”

Bentley looked Kit in the eyes. “Then let me do it again.”

Kit laughed. He looked up at the ceiling. “Give me a minute to get hard again. Maybe after we get some food in our system. And after I blow you…”

Bentley smiled at that. “Yeah? Alright. I mean, that’s cool with me. If you want to. I don’t want you to feel like you have to or anything, because I didn’t blow you so you’d blow me, I just really wanted to –”

Kit shut him up with a hard kiss on his mouth. Bentley opened his eyes when Kit pulled away.

“I would not do anything I didn’t want to do,” Kit said.

Bentley nodded. “Okay. Good. I’ll order something. Chinese okay with you?”

Kit rolled over to face him. “We can order Chinese. But first…” he licked his lips. “Let me repay the favor.”

Bentley’s eyes narrowed and grew darker. He licked his lips. “Yeah?”

“If you’ll let me,” Kit sang.

Bentley lay there completely still, ready for whatever was about to happen to him. He’d always wondered what it’d be like to get head from Kit as opposed to how girls did it in the past. Would a guy sucking his cock feel better because a guy knew what he’d like? Would a guy be rougher because it was in his nature? Bentley was about to find out… at least he hoped. The way Kit was looking up at him was enough to make him cum before he even started.

Kit had this sneaky look in his eyes as he smiled down at Bentley. He began to rock back and forth on top of him with a smile. “So, may I?”

Bentley licked his lips. “Fuck, yes. I mean yes.” He sat up and held Kit tightly in his lap, kissing him deeper than they had all day. Bentley pulled away and began to suck on Kit’s neck. He squeezed Kit’s ass, thrusting up against it as Kit play-rode him. Fuck, just having Kit pretending as he rocked his hips on top of him was fucking sexy. Just as Bentley began to enjoy it, Kit pushed him back down against the tiny dorm room bed.

“You know my favorite thing about your cock?” Kit asked.

Bentley felt his eyes get wide as he considered the question. He watched as Kit reached down to stroke him and had to bite down on his lip. “Tell me.”

“The curve,” Kit answered. He continued to jerk it up and down as slowly as possible. Bentley began to lift his hips and thrust into Kit’s fist. He was tired of the teasing.

“I’m a little self-conscious about the curve,” Bentley admitted. He continued to thrust up. “I know it’s not that bad, but you know. It’s noticeable.”

Kit smiled at him as he lowered himself. “I just know it’ll feel amazing when you fuck me. Not that I’m rushing that… it’s just something I’ve thought about.”

Bentley tightened his fists. This was the exact reason he didn’t buy any condoms or lube. He knew if he did, they’d probably be breaking shit all over the room as they banged each other’s lights out. 

Kit was biting across Bentley’s clavicle. They were light and barely there; enough just to tease him. He then sucked spots down the center of Bentley’s chest as he continued to stroke him.

“It’s so thick,” Kit whispered. He looked up at Bentley through his lashes and smiled. “You’re so much bigger than my… ex. But I’m up for the challenge.”

Bentley wanted to answer, but he was so far gone right now. Just watching Kit lick down his chest and suck across his V-line was enough to make him lose his fucking mind. He exhaled as Kit began to lick around his cock like a lollipop, remembering that Kit mentioned it being a fantasy of his. Bentley didn’t move his eyes away from the beautiful sight. He folded both hands beneath his head and relaxed. This wasn’t going to last long at all.

“Do you want me to suck this dick, Benny?” Kit asked. He wore a slight smirk as he licked teasingly around Bentley’s head.

Bentley moved one hand from beneath his head and grabbed the base of his cock. He held his dick to Kit’s smiling lips, rubbing the tip of it along the bottom one. “Put your mouth on it, Kit.”

Kit did as he was instructed, lowering his mouth over the tip and sucking. Bentley let go and returned his hand beneath his head. He cursed, watching Kit suck teasingly around the head.

“Go lower,” he said.

Kit pulled off entirely and began to lick him again. Bentley smirked.

“You’re a fucking tease.”

“Me?” Kit asked. He smiled, stretching his mouth around Bentley’s width and sunk as low as he could. It took a minute, but eventually he’d relaxed his throat enough to massage Bentley’s cock with the back of it. Bentley tensed; his eyes rolling back as Kit deepthroated him. Kit pulled off to take a deep breath.

“That was so fucking good,” Bentley moaned.

It was really fucking good. They’d been at it for maybe a minute and it was already the best head he’d gotten.

Kit licked his lips and did it again, deepthroating Bentley as he rubbed up and down his thighs. Bentley moved his hands to Kit’s hair and stroked it back, slowly beginning to thrust up. He made sure his movements weren’t too rough, and Kit had a smirk in his eyes as he looked up at him – mouth full of cock.

Maybe he liked it.

Bentley moved slowly at first, giving Kit a chance to get used to his movements. But after a minute, he let go of a deep breath and began to thrust faster. Kit’s eyes were closed tightly. He breathed in through his nose and relaxed himself. Bentley’s hands locked in Kit’s hair and he full on began to snap up into his mouth. He hoped Kit could tell how close he was by the noises he was making. Kit’s nails dug into his thighs and he kept his mouth stretched around Bentley’s cock, patiently awaiting his load. Bentley was turned on by the sight of Kit’s lips stretched around him, getting redder and redder. He cursed as he came, clenching and unclenching, holding the back of Kit’s head in place until he’d milked him dry. When he collapsed against the bed, he was a complete, sweaty mess. Kit swallowed around him and pulled back – hair a wreck, face red, looking completely sexy despite all of that.

It was the sexiest thing Bentley had ever done.

“Wow.” He shook his head. “That was… I’ve never felt anything like that. I lasted five minutes, right?”

“Four tops,” Kit joked. He laid down beside Bentley and stretched.

Bentley chuckled, still trying to catch his breath. “To be fair, I was ready to nut the second you started licking my dick, but I held off. You should be proud of me.” 

Kit licked his lips and rolled over so they could cuddle. Bentley pulled him in even closer. “You know, you taste sweet. I like it.”

Bentley smirked. “I told you. It’s the pineapples.”

Kit laughed. “I’ll incorporate more into my diet.”

“You taste really good, too.” Bentley kissed his jaw and sighed. “I think we should eat before we pass out.”

“We probably should.” Kit kissed his chin and sighed too. “I’ll have what you have. Just wake me up when it gets here…”

Bentley kissed him once more before getting up. He went over to the desk for his phone. “I doubt you’ll be able to sleep while I suck your cock again.”

Kit smiled.