Page 17 of Treehouse Whispers
Smirking, Jamie pulled at his trousers, prompting Benji to lift his hips, pulling away long enough to rip them off, taking his socks with it. Returning to his position, Jamie’s fingers stroked around the waistband of Benji’s boxers as his lips teased the skin just above, the soft rubbing making goosebumps appear.
“God, Jamie! Take them off already!” Benji screamed his frustration. Surprisingly, he had never been a wallflower in bed with anyone, but Jamie seemed to bring out his impatient side.
Jamie chuckled, nosed Benji’s cock then appeared to have had enough. He lifted them over Benji’s hard cock, pulling them down and off until Benji was naked in front of his best friend, and although Benji should’ve been nervous, he wasn’t. Benji put his hands under Jamie’s face and pulled him up his body so he could kiss him. He cradled his body between his now bent legs, and the friction of Jamie’s jeans rubbing against his cock had him leaking. Benji pushed Jamie away gently.
“I want you naked. Now!” Benji said.
“You’re such a bossy bottom,” Jamie replied, eyes twinkling and a smile twitching the corner of his lips. “I love it!” He lifted off Benji and quickly shucked his clothes until he was as naked as Benji was. He slowly crawled over Benji, barely any skin caressing until their heads were once again level, and Jamie was braced on his hands. “Happy now?”
“Not yet, but I will be,” Benji said and reached up, wrapping his arms around Jamie’s back and pulling him down on top of him. Jamie wasn’t expecting it, his arms buckled, and he landed harder than expected, the air rushing out of Benji’s lungs. “Oof! You’re heavier than you look.” He sniggered.
Jamie joined him, pushing off slightly by leaning on his forearms. “That was your fault,” he said with mock seriousness.
“Don’t care. I have you where I want you now.”
“And what are you going to do with me now you have me?” Jamie asked.
“Make you ravish me.”
“Oh, really? You’re going to make me?” Jamie teased.
“Yep.”
“And how are you going to do that?”
Benji leaned up and whispered in Jamie’s ear, “Fuck me, sweetheart. Please!”
Benji felt a shiver go through Jamie’s body before he pulled back and glared at Benji. “Fuck!” Jamie crashed their mouths together as their hands roamed whatever skin they could find. Benji had asked for this, but he could hardly think, which was the intention. When Benji thought, he worried and bought trouble where there wasn’t any, and he didn’t want to worry because there wasn’t anything wrong with what they were doing.
Pulling away from the kisses, Jamie nudged at Benji, indicating he wanted him to move up the bed, and Benji got comfortable on the pillows. Jamie leaned over to the bedside table, opened a drawer and retrieved something. Lube.
Seeing Benji’s smile, Jamie smirked as he rose to his knees. “Spread your legs, Benji. Let me get you ready.”
“God, yes, please!” As he moved his legs, he tried to stop the whimper but couldn’t. “Please!”
“Shh, it’s okay. I’ll take care of you, Benji,” Jamie crooned.
The click of the bottle had Benji closing his eyes and biting his lip. His cock was hard as steel and weeping precome onto his stomach.
“You ready?” Jamie whispered.
Benji nodded, opening his eyes to show Jamie the truth.
Jamie leered, and Benji felt fingers begin to probe around his ass, first pressing gently and smearing the lube around in circles, soon after, pressing harder and seeking entry. As the first finger entered slowly and tenderly, Benji bore down, and it slipped further in. Jamie pushed it back and forth along his passage, allowing Benji the chance to get used to the sensation. Something Benji was appreciative of because although he had had sex many times, it had been a while. Jamie kept up the pressure, pushing further and further in with the one finger. When Benji started pressing back, asking for more, Jamie replied by adding a second finger.
“Oh!” The burn arrived with the unaccustomed stretch of his hole, but Benji breathed through it until a hand wrapped around his cock and began stroking in a slow tempo. His fixation moved from his ass to his cock, and his eyes fluttered when pleasure streaked through him with every pull. He breathed out, hoping to calm enough to withhold his orgasm until Jamie was inside him; Benji knew he had to get through another finger at least, though.
His eyes flew open when a wet heat engulfed his cock while another finger breached his hole. “Fuck!” Benji couldn’t decide if the burn was pleasurable or not because Jamie was sucking hard on his cock, there was no way of telling where the sensation originated. All he knew was he was going to come if Jamie didn’t stop.
“Jamie! Fuck, stop!” Immediately Jamie paused in his movements, apart from lifting his head, leaving the cool air to caress Benji’s cock.
“Are you alright? Did I hurt you? What’s wrong?” Jamie’s questions bombarded him, so Benji placed his hand over his mouth.
“I’m fine. I was close. I don’t want to come without you inside me,” Benji said, watching as the tension drained out of Jamie.
“Shit. I thought I’d hurt you.”
“Far from it. Although if you don’t fuck me soon, I’ll be starting without you.”
