Chapter 75: A little something to take the edge off (suggestive)

The easiest position for everyone was one where Kellen was on his back. Go figure.

It made the most sense because Kellen was going to need Rhys’ help to use the toys. He only had one hand, after all, and it seemed that Kellen was going to be jerking off Rhys with his toy and Rhys was…going to be using two toys on Kellen.

It did seem a little unfair. Kellen got two while Rhys only got one, but Rhys made sure to let Kellen know that he was okay. He only needed one.

Watching Kellen get off was going to be his other toy.

Kellen confirmed with him that he was alright, he wasn’t trying to placate Kellen or anything silly like that. Rhys confirmed that he wasn’t lying and as long as Kellen was okay, they could move forward.

It was a rather formal way to start whatever they were about to do, but since they couldn’t kiss like normal, it was going to feel a little awkward.

Kellen forgot how cold the lube could be, and since Rhys couldn’t really warm it up for him, it was even more cold. Rhys made sure that the lube covered Kellen’s cock, slid down his balls and reached his anus.

Despite everything, and how Rhys had said that he wasn’t very comfortable with something else penetrating Kellen, the man was a damn expert. He always had been, in Kellen’s eyes. The way he was able to warm Kellen up to the toy, teasing him in just the right way while Kellen’s legs were splayed open and wrapped around Rhys’ own hips. They weren’t at the end of the bed, instead closer to the headboard so that Kellen could angle himself enough to reach Rhys’ cock with his hand.

Er, with Rhys’ toy.

Rhys, in his kindness, had also poured cold lube all over his cock, hissing as his cock bobbed as the liquid touched it. Both men were focused, intent on the other’s body. Kellen wanted to touch Rhys directly, wanted to tease him but knew that the gentle rub of their thighs against each other was all that he was going to be allowed.

Their laboured breaths filled the air, sweat beginning to form on both of their bodies as Rhys grabbed a pillow, shoving it under Kellen’s back so that he had something to rest on. Even in this moment, the other man was caring for him.

It was a crime that Kellen couldn’t mix fluids with the man.

“I’m going to slide this on you.” Kellen whispered into the tense air between them. Rhys nodded, his own gaze focused on the penetrative toy in his hand.

“I’m going to start teasing you with this.” Rhys told him. Kellen nodded as well, anticipation a beat under his skin.

Both men groaned as the other man did something to the other’s body. Rhys was surprisingly able to slide the toy almost to the hilt inside of Kellen, his body still ready and accepting of it, much to the grin of Rhys. While Kellen slid the male masturbator over Rhys’ cock, swallowing it whole. Kellen wasn’t exactly sure what this thing was, but from the way that Rhys’ shoulders twitched and his abs tightened, it had to feel good.

There was a brief moment where Kellen didn’t like the thought of something other than Kellen’s ass giving the other man pleasure, but he pushed that thought away pretty quickly. They were doing this together. Rhys was getting pleasure because Kellen was doing this with him.

Kellen’s thoughts shattered when Rhys pulled the toy slowly out of his ass and then pushed it forward again. It was an uncomfortable feeling, but not unusual.

All normal thoughts shifted when Rhys found what he was looking for, Kellen’s prostate.

The soft, shaky breath that left Kellen’s lips had Rhys grinning in victory.

“Alright sugar, we’re about to get serious. You ready for your own little cock sleeve?” Rhys asked and Kellen furrowed his brows in confusion.

“Cock sleeve?” Kellen repeated, unfamiliar with the term. Rhys chuckled. He held up the second toy in the air, shaking it for emphasis.

“This, Kellen. It’s called a cock sleeve. You knew that, didn’t you?” He asked and Kellen shook his head.

“Male masturbator. That’s what it’s called in stores.” Kellen told him and Rhys’ eyes warmed. He leaned in, hesitating for a moment before he pressed a kiss against his forehead.

“My smart man. Both work. Most call these cock sleeves because, well, it’s a sleeve for your cock. You’d technically be my personal cock sleeve.” Rhys said, his eyes curling up as he pulled his face away from Kellen. Kellen let out a heavy breath.

“Am I? Does that make you my dildo?” Kellen asked, a little irked he was calling him that. He wasn’t a sex toy. However, Rhys lit up.

“I would gladly be your dildo any day.” Rhys told him seriously and Kellen frowned. He wasn’t sure how to take that. Was that a good thing? Kellen wasn’t sure if it was, but…if Rhys liked the idea, Kellen wasn’t exactly opposed.

Rhys shifted the dildo inside of him, gently fucking him with the toy and Kellen’s grip on Rhys’…cock sleeve tightened.

“Holy. That…That feels so good.” Kellen breathed, wiggling his hips. Rhys watched him, his eyes eerie.

“I’m glad. Are you ready?” He asked again and Kellen nodded.

“I just need to keep pace with you, right?” Kellen asked, gesturing with his chin towards the male masturbator that he had on Rhys’ cock. Rhys nodded.

“Of course, my love.” Rhys told him and Kellen nodded. Kellen tried to prepare himself for what it would feel like on his cock, but words choked him as the wet, slimy, slightly cold thing wrapped around his cock.

It had suction, it had…weird shapes inside and it hugged his cock in a way that Kellen had never experienced. He thought he would have cum then and there. It was clear from the way that Rhys was watching him that he expected him to do it, too.

His eyes were narrow, his chest rising and falling as he breathed, his stomach taunt.

“You like that, Kellen?” He asked, his voice low, sultry. Kellen let out a soft moan.

“Oh god, Rhys. What is that thing?” Kellen asked, baffled, confused, his injured arm wanting to slam out onto the sheets just to hold onto something, anything. He felt unstable.

“That’s a cock sleeve, sugar. You like it? I might have intentionally given you the more…stimulating one.” Rhys said, his lips curling up slightly in a teasing smile while Kellen gave him a helpless look. “You look like you’re enjoying it. Can you move your hand for me, love? I want to feel good with you too.” There was no way that Kellen would be able to turn down the other man’s earnest question.

Not when he wanted the man over him, whimpering and spilling his seed.

Kellen tensed his jaw, trying to pull himself together slightly so that he could at least accomplish his goal. When Rhys pulled his hand up, Kellen did the same. The gentle motion on Kellen’s cock felt intense and overwhelming, but he could tell that Rhys wasn’t unaffected.

Rhys’ own jaw was tense, his breathing rough as the two men quickened their paces. Kellen kept up with Rhys’ hand, keeping pace with the other man until Rhys began to get his second hand involved.

Rhys began to thrust the dildo inside of Kellen, teasing all of his soft spots. Kellen’s body was a damn fiddle in his hands. A putty that he could easily manipulate. There was no way that Kellen wasn’t going to come undone ahead of Rhys with the other man’s skilled knowledge of Kellen’s body.

Kellen let out a cry, his body jerking and twitching as he came, filling up the toy and making it somehow more sticky and slick as Rhys continued to milk his orgasm. Kellen somehow managed to keep moving his own hand. Probably through sheer determination and that was how Rhys came only a few seconds later.

The man’s body shuddered, hunching over Kellen as his hips jerked. A low, guttural sound coming from his lips that fed Kellen’s soul. It was good to hear him make that noise.

It was damn music to Kellen’s ears.

Huffing, the two men wound down from their first joint orgasm. Neither man was covered in the other’s cum, just their own, which was the one thing that they were trying to do with this exercise.

“How are you doing, sugar?” Rhys asked, the edge taken off. The beast that looked at him seemed slightly satiated and Kellen was glad to see it. However, he could tell that Rhys wanted more. Kellen wanted more too.

“Good, but that wasn’t enough.” Kellen told him. He watched as the man’s nostrils flared and a slow smile touched his lips.

“I love you.” He told him and Kellen gave a soft chuckle.

“I know, but you shouldn’t say you love me because of that.” Kellen protested and Rhys chuckled.

“Why? I think it’s sweet that we match each other’s libido.” Rhys told him, before he paused and then pouted. “Wait, you didn’t say you loved me back.” He accused and Kellen felt his face break into a wide smile. He had wondered if Rhys would catch that.

“I love you too.” Kellen told him warmly. Rhys huffed, leaning forward to press a kiss against Kellen’s forehead again and then flinched. “What?” Kellen asked and Rhys was licking his lips.

“Your sweat tastes a little bitter. Can’t kiss your forehead for the moment.” He sounded absolutely dejected about that fact. Kellen couldn’t blame him.

“It’s okay. We can shower together after.” Kellen told him. Rhys perked up. His gaze turned back to their cocks between them, his hand squeezing the cock sleeve on Kellen’s cock.

“You are so clever, Kellen. I wish I could do this to you myself.” Rhys whispered and Kellen felt his body clench on the toy inside of him, his hips moving into the toy on his cock. He felt the same, but voicing it again wouldn’t change their circumstances. At least they could do this together now.

“Touch me, baby.” Kellen whispered. He watched as Rhys’ eyes flared to life. Kellen and Rhys’ second orgasm followed shortly after.

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