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Chapter 20

Elijah Grant

Public play was pretty hot to me. Not really a surprise when I made a living off masturbating online for hundreds of people watching me. I was a horny guy, and I liked to have my fun, even if there were a few people just on the other side of the shower walls. The risk of getting caught made encounters like these exponentially more fun.

“Look at how hard you are,” Benji said over the sound of the shower. He knelt in front of me, holding my thick dick in both his hands, admiring it as if he’d just dug up a chunk of solid gold.

I gave him a hungry grin and pushed forward, urging him to take me into his mouth. I thought I was good with my lips, but Benji’s blowjobs were on an entirely different level. The way he swirled his tongue and swallowed me down to the base sent me directly past “Go” and straight to jail.

He licked the tip, sending a shudder down my spine, straight to my toes. He had one hand between his legs, casually stroking his hard cock. The view from up here was mesmerizing. I loved looking down to see him holding me in one hand and himself in the other. His balls hung heavy and low, ready to be drained onto the shower floor.

Yeah, I fucking loved being gay. I loved getting off with another man— especially one this hot, with absolutely explosive chemistry.

That was the silver lining to this whole “being stalked” bullshit I was dealing with. Yes, my anxiety was at an all-time high, but gah damn did I enjoy spending all my time with this steamy detective and having him protect me with that huge hammer he carried around with him in his pants.

“Suck it, baby.” I pushed my cock down Benji’s hungry throat, my hands pushing on the back of his head. I shut my eyes and relaxed against the shower wall. Every sliver of tension in my body evaporated as Benji deep-throated me, warm water from the shower falling on my side. Someone walked past our stall, sandals slapping against the floor. I heard the shower next to ours turn on.

My cock throbbed in Benji’s mouth. I looked down and locked eyes with the devilishly handsome detective, his mouth full of dick.

“That’s it,” I said, keeping my voice low. I started to thrust, fucking into his mouth. He jerked himself off faster. His lips were wrapped around my shaft, moving up and down, his tongue swirling and sliding. He didn’t hold back, using one hand to cup my tightening balls as he blew me.

He pulled off for air, leaving my body already craving for more. I helped him back onto his feet and crushed my mouth against his, wanting to taste myself on his tongue.

Salty, sweet, manly.

Our cocks rubbed together as the kiss deepened. A blazing hot inferno roared through me. I reached around and grabbed his ass in my hands, kneading his muscles, spreading him open. He groaned against my mouth as I trailed a finger over his hole. “I need you inside me,” he said, pushing back on my finger.

“Yeah? Show me,” I said, pressing down against his hole.

He licked his lips, relaxed his body, dropped his head back as my finger slid inside. I leaned in and kissed his neck, licking at the sensitive skin as I fingered him. His cock throbbed against mine.

Pleasure fried every circuit in my brain. All thoughts and logic slipped down the drain, replaced by a singular thing: dick.

Dick, dick, dick.

I needed to sink my dick inside him, had to feel his body stretching around mine. My finger wasn’t enough. I had to fuck him.

“Turn around,” I said, sliding my finger out of him. He smiled at me as he turned. I grabbed his hips and swapped places with him so that he faced the wall of the shower. He braced himself against the black tiles and arched his back, pushing his ass back.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy,” I said, admiring the curves of his huge, hairy ass. I reached under and massaged his balls. “Your balls feel so full.”

“Empty them out for me,” he said. I wasn’t sure if we were being too loud, but I didn’t care. Let the guy next to us get a show.

“Let me get a taste of you first.” I slowly dropped to my knees, rubbing Benji’s thighs and ass before I spread his cheeks. His hole looked delicious. I leaned in and licked him, up and down, burying my face in his ass. His entire body quivered as my tongue worked him. Feeling him react to me like this drove me absolutely fucking wild. I half expected him to completely melt and slip down the drain.

“Fuck yeah,” he said, pushing back onto my face. “That’s it. Fuck yes, tongue my hole.”

His wish was my command. I ate his ass like it was my last meal on this earth. I wanted his hole nice and warmed up, ready to take my cock without any pain. Being a good top was definitely a skill not everyone possessed.

Thankfully, for Benji, I possessed it.

I got back up, my knees popping loudly as I straightened my legs. My cock jutted out in the air, throbbing, aching to be buried inside Benji.

“Ready for me?” I asked, grabbing his hips and lining myself up with his hole.

He glanced over his shoulder, flames crackling in his dark eyes. “Yes, give it to me.”

I spit on my cock, rubbing it up and down my shaft. The stream of water from the showerhead was hitting my back now. Benji wiggled his ass, thick and juicy. I pushed forward, the head of my cock slipping inside him without too much resistance.

He sucked in a breath and bit down on a knuckle. I leaned forward and nipped at his earlobe. “That good?”

“Mhmm,” he said, arching his back even more, allowing me better access. I leaned back and watched my cock disappear in Benji’s ass. The intense heat that wrapped around me was enough to turn me into a pile of ash. I shut my eyes and stilled, relishing in the sensation of his tight walls gripping my cock.

“Fuck, Benji, you’re so goddamn tight.”

“And you’re so big.”

“Perfect combo.”

Benji pushed himself back, taking me all the way down to my balls. I groaned and rutted my hips. “It’s like we were made for each other,” Benji said, bracing himself on the wall with his forearm and using his free hand to jerk off.

“I have to agree,” I said. And I really did agree. I couldn’t explain it, but Benji truly did feel like he had fallen into my life by a generous dealing from the hand of fate. It was like the universe knew I was in for some difficult times, so she sent Benji along to soften the blows. I felt connected to this man in ways I hadn’t felt connected to anyone before.

And I wanted to show him just how connected to him I wanted to be.

I pulled back before thrusting forward again. Water splashed against me as I started to pick up the pace, fucking Benji harder and harder. The music and sounds of the shower were likely loud enough to cover the sound of skin slapping against skin, but if it wasn’t, then, well… I didn’t really care. I just wanted to keep fucking Benji, keep feeling this immense pleasure, keep giving him the same.

“Fuck, Benji, baby, fuuuuck , I’m so close,” I said in what could barely be described as a whisper.

“Me too.”

“You want it? Want me to come inside you?”

“Yes, Eli, please. Fill me up, please, Eli.”

The pleading was enough to push me over the edge. I plummeted into a world where only bliss existed. I rocked my hips forward and buried myself inside him. My entire body convulsed as I emptied my balls, giving him everything he had asked for. He gasped underneath me, his body twitching as his own orgasm shot through him.

We stayed as one for a few moments, catching our breaths. I embraced him, holding him tight, smiling against his neck as my cock softened inside him. “That was intense. Insane. I’m, like, holy shit. I can’t even speak.”

“My ass is that good, huh?” Benji asked.

I slowly (and sadly) pulled out of him. Benji turned around to face me. He placed a hand on my flushed chest, rubbing his thumb around my still-sensitive nipple. A shiver spread through my body, my cock continuing to drip.

“Your ass is fucking heaven,” I said. “But so is the rest of your body. You’re so… perfect. Shit, sorry, that’s weird, isn’t it?”

“Not at all. I’m just surprised you think that. I never really considered my body as perfect .”

“Well, it is,” I said, holding his hips and pulling him against me for a kiss. “Detective.”

He chuckled against my lips. “Should we get clean? Before we get kicked out.”

“Yeah, I think we should.” I kissed him again, then one more time. I couldn’t get enough of him. “Turn around. I’ll scrub your back.”

“You sure you’re not just telling me that so you can fuck me again?”

“Don’t give me any ideas,” I said.

* * *

“Well, don’t you look like a pig in shit,” Fran said as I walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. She surprised me. I thought she had been off running errands.

“Huh?”

“Pig. Shit. Happy… or is it mud? I don’t know. You just look like you won the lotto.” She arched a thin eyebrow. “Did you? Because I have a Venmo account now. I had to make one for bingo club. Apparently, Cheyanne stopped using cash years ago. Something about being allergic to the paper, which I think is bullshit.”

“Who’s Cheyanne?”

“She’s the one who buys us all the drinks. Anyway, I had no idea sending—and receiving —money was so easy. Who woulda thunk?”

I chuckled at that. “Welcome to the future.” I spread my hands across the air and looked up at the ceiling.

“Love it here.” Fran went back to reading whatever she had on her phone before looking back up. “Oh! Before I forget, I don’t want you to see the footage later and be surprised, but I had to go into your room earlier. I was looking for the remote. Thought you might have taken it by accident.”

“Did I?”

“Nope,” she said with a laugh. “It was in my room the entire time.”

“And you’re calling me the remote thief. Wow.”

“Sorry, sorry. I need to be taking my vitamins. This brain of mine is getting flimsy.”

“And by vitamins?—”

“I mean weed. Yes. Nature’s green boost.”

I smiled at her and started toward my room. “Let me know if you want to smoke and watch some silly movies later. I’m just going to go online for a bit, and then I’ll be free.”

Fran gave me a nod and a thumbs-up. I went to my room and closed the door. I could hear her do the same, likely going to her room for a nap. I wasn’t sure if she did that out of respect for me or if it was just a coincidence. She’d often disappear whenever I streamed, even though I made sure to not be loud or obvious in any way.

…Maybe she was sneaking off to watch me?

That made me chuckle. What a gag it would have been if she was actually Nomad. Now, that would have been a complete and utter shock.