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Ben groaned and fisted Trenton's hair in his fist. "Get the fuck out, Wade. I don't like an audience."
"Stage fright? Can't come with someone watching?" Wade sighed. "Fine, but hurry up. That girl is screaming again and I think we need to call Doc. Frank for her."
Trenton growled around Ben's cock.
"Give me five minutes and we'll check on her." Ben glanced over his shoulder.
When the door shut, Trenton eased back but stayed on his knees. "Sorry, I didn't know what else to do."
"Is it improper of me to say I'm not complaining?" Ben took a step back, his cock fully enlarged. "Sorry you had to do that, but I'm glad you think fast." He ran his fist over his length before tucking it back in his pants. "Just to be safe, stay on your knees and I'll stay like this."
Trenton nodded, still tasting Ben against his lips. "Go see about the girl. Get her help if she needs it."
"Not that Frank is any help. He'll stitch up whatever's bothering her and tell them to give her a week off. I checked on her earlier and I think it's more emotional than physical, but I can't know for sure without a full exam. There's no bleeding. Want the truth, I think she saw something that freaked her out."
"Fuck, I hope my team gets their shit together quick. I know it's going to take a few days to plan, to maybe bring in the other team—"
"You have more than one team?" Ben asked.
"You didn't hear that." Trenton reached for the towel. "You want to jack off so you don't walk out with that still hard?" He gestured to Ben's cock which was still thick against his jeans.
"Shit… No, the last thing I want is to jack off in this place, but you're right, I can't walk out like this." He pulled his cock out. "How am I supposed to get off when I'm surrounded by this?"
"You got hard in my mouth, just remember that. You could always force me to—"
"Never. I will never be like them. It's bad enough you had to do what you did." He started to stroke. "I feel dirty just remembering how good your mouth felt or how great your ass looks."
Trenton watched as Ben worked his cock in his fist. "One thing I've learned here is we can't control how our body reacts to things. I've been rock hard upstairs and nothing I do stops it. Doesn't help when they give me those super pills."
"I heard about those. Viagra-type stuff that lasts for hours. Dangerous shit when you can't find a doctor to call if your erection lasts more than four hours." Ben stared at Trenton's mouth as he continued to stroke his cock. "You got a girlfriend at home?"
Trenton shook his head. "Haven't dated seriously for a few years. I fuck around some, both men and women, but there's been no one serious for a while. Thank God. I'd hate to think what they were going through knowing I'm here. You got anyone at home?"
"No, my ex and I broke up about six months ago when he decided he couldn't date someone like me, then I got this job and it made dating a bit hard."
Trenton assumed someone like him meant a cop, but neither of them could say words like that out loud here. "Hopefully, this shit ends for both of us soon."
"Fuck." Ben huffed in frustration. "I can't do this."
"Here." Trenton wrapped his hand around Ben's cock and started to stroke it. "Close your eyes and think about the best sex you ever had. Sometimes it's as simple as having someone else's touch." He slid his finger through the wet precum and used it to coat his hand.
"You don't have to…"
"I offered. Don't go all weird on me. This isn't anything like what the others do. We both want to get out of here alive so we do what we have to so we survive."
"Tighter. Tighten your fist…"
Trenton did and watched as Ben thickened even more, then started to breathe unevenly. "That's it. Imagine yourself coming on my lips." He hated this more than anything, but if Ben walked out of the room aroused it could be deadly for both of them.
"Shit, I'm close."
Trenton grabbed the towel in his free hand and as Ben started to come, he covered the head with the towel to catch the release.
Ben nearly doubled over, bracing one hand on the exam table to keep himself standing as he shuddered through his pleasure.
Trenton dropped the towel and stepped back, moving to the sink to wash his hand off. When he turned around, Ben was still leaning against the exam table. "Give me a minute."
"No problem." Trenton understood. He busied himself looking around the doctor's office, wondering if he should risk a weapon. A day ago, he would have, but now, knowing the team was coming, he thought better of it. Just his luck he'd get himself killed hours before the team raided the place.
