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Freo was working. Or at least trying to, with Kaelix’s Zelda livestream playing in the background. Then the familiar whining started.
“Please, I would do anything for this. Pleeeaaase?”
Kaelix was whining about winning a poll or something. Freo didn’t really care. The only thought in his head was “he doesn’t whine like this in bed with us”.
He swallowed hard at the thought. Kaelix, who could barely breathe as he asked—begged—for practically anything. Touches. Kisses. To have someone or to be taken while the others made him beg even more or denied him completely.
Freo got distracted from work and glanced at the screen. Kaelix’s face was way too close to the camera.
Freo sighed, feeling his thoughts make him hard.
Work would have to wait for the next hour.
He took off his headphones so Kaelix’s voice could fill the room, then headed for the bed. Falling onto his back, he immediately shoved down his pants and underwear, leaving himself in only a long T-shirt.
Freo still had work to do, so he wanted this done quickly.
He closed his eyes and slid one hand from his neck down to his nipples beneath the shirt, then lower. Touching his bare thigh, the inside of it, then back up again, lifting the shirt to brush over his lower stomach.
He took a deep breath, raising his other hand to pinch his nipples, letting out a quiet moan.
He could hear Kaelix laughing, and the noise from the kitchen where Zeal and Seible were.
He pinched harder, trying not to moan again. His other hand squeezed his inner thigh before reaching back, spreading himself open with his own fingers.
That only made him harder.
He squeezed some lube into his palm and spread it over his cock. He inhaled sharply, mesmerized by the sight of his slick fingers wrapping around himself, and almost didn’t hear footsteps approaching his room.
“Freo, dinner?” Zeal called loudly as he opened the door.
He froze the moment he saw Freo on the bed, legs spread. A slow smirk appeared on his face.
“Oh. Bad timing, I guess.”
Freo let out a pained groan at being caught like this, already knowing Zeal would never let him forget it.
Zeal stepped closer, glancing at the monitor where Kaelix’s stream was still playing. He sat on the edge of the bed and touched Freo’s bare leg, then slid higher along his inner thigh while Freo just closed his eyes.
“Miss our boy?” Zeal purred, moving his hand slowly higher to replace Freo’s.
“Yeah...” Freo let him move his hand away, biting down on his own fingers. “He was whining. You know how he does that all the time... I was just thinking about how he really whines...”
“Oh?” Zeal stroked him slowly, listening to the small noises he made. “And what would you like him to whine about? Something specific?”
“Mmgh...” Freo moaned when Zeal’s fingers brushed over the head of his cock. “I didn’t think about it. I’m good with anything—”
Zeal squeezed a little harder and bit down on Freo’s shoulder, making him gasp.
“Okay... maybe whine for me to let him suck my cock.”
Zeal smiled wider and left soft kisses along Freo’s neck.
“Want me or Seible to do it instead?” he whispered, fully aware his voice didn’t affect Freo the way it affected Kaelix.
Freo shook his head.
“You know it’s not about sucking...” He moaned loudly when Zeal bit his neck again. “I just want him to desperately want it.”
“You didn’t call me?!” Seible asked loudly from the doorway.
“Speak of the devil,” Zeal chuckled without even looking back. “Freo was missing our sunflower boy. Care to join? ”
Seible didn’t answer. He just leapt onto the bed, climbed over Freo, and kissed him immediately, tongues meeting at once.
“I love it too when he whines,” Zeal continued casually, still focused on Freo. “Especially when he doesn’t even know what he wants exactly...”
Freo moaned into Seible’s mouth, imagining it.
“When he’s so overwhelmed, so worked up, so... him. Needy and messy…”
“Oh, I can see it,” Seible said as he broke the kiss, lowering his mouth to Freo’s neck while tugging his shirt up to bare his chest. “I like how much he loves it when we touch him after he’s just come.”
He ran his hands over Freo’s chest, then leaned down to suck at one nipple.
“He gets so loud. Especially after that.” His tongue flicked over sensitive skin. “But he loves it, doesn’t he? Wants us to make him come again and stop at the same time.”
Freo moaned, arching his back and rolling his hips slightly as he grabbed a fistful of Seible’s hair at the nape of his neck.
“He’s right. You’re freaks,” he gasped, only to moan again when Seible bit lightly at his chest.
“Wasn’t it you who decided to jerk off to his livestream?” Zeal smiled, stroking faster now.
“I wanted to keep that my secret,” Freo panted. “And you two have probably already thought about texting him this. Maybe even right now while he is streaming.”
Zeal and Seible exchanged matching smiles.
“You know us too well,” Zeal laughed, pressing a kiss to Freo’s thigh as his hand sped up again.
Freo bit down on his finger, unable to moan anymore, only panting hard, which told them both he was close.
“Think about him, yeah?” Zeal leaned close to Freo’s ear, voice dropping to a whisper. “Maybe about him wanting you to come in his mouth...”
Freo’s grip in Seible’s hair tightened hard enough to make Seible groan.
“Yeah,” Zeal murmured. “Sounds perfect. Him wanting to be filled by you... Dirty thing to think about, isn’t it?”
“Zeal...” Freo breathed out.
Zeal only smiled wider, knowing exactly what that tone meant.
“Think about his eyes... full of tears from wanting to love you as much as you deserve...” Zeal brushed his thumb over the head of Freo’s cock. “Looking up at you from down there, wanting to feel everything... and when your hand is in his hair—oh, he loves that so much...”
Freo didn’t reply. He only opened his mouth in a silent moan, and Zeal and Seible both knew he was as close as he could get.
“Right in his mouth, just like he wants to...”
Freo gasped, throwing his head back as he came. Seible pulled away just in time, narrowly avoiding getting any of it in his hair. Zeal leaned closer, moving his hand away from Freo’s cock as he kissed along his neck and shoulder. Seible moved in too, pressing kisses over Freo’s flushed face as he wrapped an arm around his waist, now sticky with cum.
“You won’t tell him,” Freo said after a minute of silence.
“Nooo, whyyy?” Seible sat up, looking down at him.
“We won’t, Seible,” Zeal said, though the smirk was obvious in his voice. “Or Kaelix will stop whining on streams.”
Freo groaned and covered his face with one hand, too tired to even respond.