The vibrations came on all at once. With a gasp, Gage clenched around the plug, but it only made the sensation more intense. The low rumble ran through his groin and up his spine, stopping at his lower back, and the more he clenched, the higher the prickling points of pleasure climbed.

“Aaron,” Gage uttered. He worked his hips desperately, pushing himself against Aaron’s cock as the plug fucked him from the inside. “A-Aaron…”

Aaron didn’t respond with words. Instead, he rubbed his cock against the base of the plug, forcing it in deeper as the vibrations buzzed through Gage. Too hooked on pleasure to do anything else, Gage squeezed the plug and let the sensations rush through him, but as he did, the plug pushed against Gage’s prostate and forced a cry from deep in his stomach. The force of it rattled Gage’s lungs and left him panting for breath, but didn’t stop him from redoubling his efforts. A need had risen in him, all-consuming and inescapable.

He needed to come.

He needed to shoot onto the dining room table.

“Oh, f-fuck…” Words were increasingly a struggle, the way the plug rocked inside of him and the incredible way Aaron slid his cock back and forth along the base of the toy overclocking Gage’s mind. Whenever he clenched, the plug slotted right against his prostate, and in the moment, chasing that feeling was more important than anything else. Gage’s balls drew upward, and his groin tightened. Orgasm approached.

And then, something changed.

Aaron’s finger curled around the string of his thong, pulling it aside, and he nudged the plug.

A frustrated cry parted from Gage’s lips, and he looked over his shoulder desperately, hoping to get Aaron to stop. The way he’d moved the plug changed the way it pushed against Gage’s body, and the pleasure lessened. But when Gage saw the hunger in Aaron’s eyes, he knew better than to complain—and when Aaron’s cock nudged against the side of the plug, fighting it for dominance over Gage’s hole, Gage understood all too well that Aaron didn’t mean to deprive him of anything.

Aaron was going to give him more.

The C-shaped base of the plug was long and thin, allowing the head of Aaron’s cock to nudge under its side and push against his already stretched hole. Gage turned his head so his cheek rested on the table and focused on his breathing, sure that if he didn’t, his field of vision would be eaten up by black spots. He’d never taken two dicks before—he’d only ever been with Aaron, and he’d never been particularly interested in stuffing himself with toys… but a toy and Aaron’s cock?

He wanted it.

He wanted it more than he’d ever dreamed he could.

“Yes!” Gage panted. Trembling, he held his ass as steady as he could. The strength had left his thighs, and he had to struggle to keep himself elevated. “Baby… baby, yes!”

The pressure was incredible. Gage squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his jaw, struggling to keep himself loose as Aaron attempted to push his way into his already crowded hole. It was no use. His body was too tense, and the plug filled him too much. There was no more space left for Aaron.

Gage opened his mouth to apologize, but as he uttered the first syllable, the vibrations inside him amplified. He cried out in sudden shock, and as he did, Aaron jammed himself inside, stretching Gage beyond what he imagined possible. The lube from the plug had left his body slippery, but there was no saving him from the stuffed feeling as Aaron’s cock pushed against the plug and stretched him open.

He was full. He was so full.

And he was going to come all over Aaron’s cock.

Now that Aaron was inside of him, the plug was forced against his walls. The increased speed of its vibrations webbed through his body, into his groin, his balls, his cock, then along his spine, through his ribs… Gage lived for its buzz and tasted its chill on the tip of his tongue. His throat was dry from every strained breath he took.

But still, he wanted more.

As Aaron thrust inside him, working his hips at a frenzied pace, Gage cried in utter delight and fucked himself against Aaron’s cock as the plug buzzed for both of them. If Aaron knotted him, then what? He’d be too full. He’d burst. He couldn’t handle being stretched like that, could he?

With the plug vibrating inside of him, its sensations sweeping though his entire body…

Tears of shameful, desperate need slid down Gage’s cheeks, and he fucked back against Aaron harder than ever.

He wanted it.

He wanted to know what it felt like so badly.

For every jerk of his hips, and every one of Aaron’s thrusts that pushed him forward, the pearls draped across his thighs clicked together. Along Aaron’s stomach and chest, each rounded bead pushed between him and the table brought tactile stimulation Gage was learning to crave. Whenever the pearls rolled beneath him, they exposed a new, cool surface to his skin, forcing Gage’s attention onto how swelteringly hot he was.

Stuffed full of two cocks, one screwing his brains out and the other sending vibrations through his prostate, how could he not be?

Not even heat made him this hot.

Heat.

Gage’s cheeks burned. He kept working his hips, but the idea stuck with him.

He was due to go into heat soon—in another week, most likely. But now that Aaron was back, what if it arrived early? He wouldn’t be the first whose heat had been induced by a new sexual relationship. What if…

The vibration sped up, and Gage gasped and bucked back against Aaron, no longer caught up in his thoughts. All that mattered was that Aaron go deeper, harder, faster… and that the vibrations never stopped. Never. Gage couldn’t imagine being empty. Not now.

“Knot me.” The plea emerged before he had time to rethink it. “Knot me, Aaron. F-Fuck, knot me!”

Was it his imagination, or had Aaron picked up the pace? The rapid buzz that shook him from the inside made it hard to tell. All Gage knew was that each new wave of pleasure was almost debilitating, and it came on so much quicker than it had before.

“Please!” It was strange to hear his own voice without recollection of having spoken. “Aaron, please!”

The pearls clicked against the table. They brushed along his thighs. Aaron thrust into him more fiercely than before, and then…

Gage closed his eyes and buried his face against his arms. The pressure inside him expanded.

Aaron was coming, and his knot was stretching Gage out.

“F-Ff…” Vaguely, Gage understood the choked sound came from him. The plug pushed itself more firmly against his prostate, and pleasure exploded behind his eyes. The world went black. All he knew was that he had to come—he couldn’t hold it back any longer.

Aaron was pumping him full of cum, pushing the vibrating plug against the very spot it needed to be in while his knot stretched Gage to the extreme.

The darkness behind Gage’s eyelids spun. He kept coming.

And coming.

The last thing he recalled before the world slipped away from him was the weight of Aaron’s body on him as he slouched forward.

Lost in ecstasy, Gage slumped onto the table and remembered no more.