What the Lobster Saw
Title: ‘What the Lobster Saw.’
Authors: Abby (cherry_soup888) and Lucy (lucy_locket)
Rating: NC17 SEX, SEX, SEX AND MOUSSE
Warnings/Spoilers: Oh I can’t even…begin to describe…Just erm…slash. And shark metaphors. And bad porn lol.
Characters: Ben/Esai (Esai - Mexican Guy. Or Mexican Gay as Lucy called him.)
Disclaimer: We don’t own Shark Attack 3 Megalodon. We do - the DVD version, we have one each. But the copyright no, no we don’t. We probably should. We could do it awesome. But alas, we are not allowed to direct giant growling sharks. I don’t know why.
Summary: Lobster, Sex, Mousse - in that order. With jazz. As you should all know the film is pretty fucking bad, in a completely awesome and brilliant way - we have REALLY TRIED to mirror this for Lucy’s first ever smut, its as amazing as the film itself. Yet more so. We wrote this together, a few lines each over msn (mostly Lucy coz I made her do fingering, orgasms, the title and the last line lol, it’s about 70% her 30% me.)
A/N from Abby: Okay. So Shark Attack 3 Megalodon is the funniest film I personally, have ever seen. I’ve barely laughed that much ever. Me and Lucy love it and decided Ben (John Barrowman) was blatantly trying to seduce Esai (his little life guard friend in the film.) Hence - smut was born.
Now if you have never seen this film you ARE missing out.
John is fucking brilliant. The shark’s hilarious, the woman is bizarre, uploading has never been so easy, lever action has never been so frequent and the ‘Wave of Death’ has never been so utterly amazing.
Sharks can growl, Ben uses (a by now INFAMOUS) chat up line, boob shots are cut in for seemingly no reason and Mexico is generally THE PLACE TO BE.
So long as Megalodon can’t get you.
A Note from Lucy: First of all, I'm so, so sorry. This is like the worst cliché sex ever. And Abby, it's more like 60-40, hehe. She wrote most of the good sex, and I wrote the boring stuff. Also, I am kind of mortified that we're showing this to people. I haven't written anything in a long time - at least not anything to be read by others - let alone gay porn! So forgive me, haha. Also, I must take credit for the title. Abby can take credit for the good bits of the porn, and reminding me about the forgotten mousse. Also, please note that this is not to be taken seriously, although I hardly think this needs explaining, considering the movie, hehe.
Abby Again: Don’t listen to LUCY, SHE WROTE GOOD SEX.
Word Count: 4004 words, go us!
'Ahhh, this was such a good idea,' said Ben as he ripped off a lobster claw, with innate dignity.
‘You nearly got us into trouble.’ Esai replied playfully. ‘Again.’
Ben grinned wildly and sucked his thumb as Esai glared at him through the candlelit glow.
‘You act like you didn’t enjoy watching me in my skin tight wet suit…’
Esai sucked on the neck of his beer bottle and winked at Ben, mischievously. 'You know I love when your wetsuit comes out to play, Ben.'
‘You just love it when I play.’ Ben sat back and stared at him challengingly and Esai shifted in his chair, their feet brushed under the table and the candle flame flickered.
‘You haven’t played much recently. Too many señoritas.’ Esai scolded, trying not to sound too serious.
Ben looked slightly offended. 'I can't help the fact that women find me attractive, Esai. I mean, have you SEEN my ass?'
Esai raised an eyebrow and cracked a lobster claw loudly.
‘Not enough.’
Ben raised an eyebrow right back, and shifted his thigh closer to Esai's under the table. Esai gulped noisily and his heart rate accelerated.
'You know you only need ask,' said Ben, suggestively.
‘Can you pass the salt?’ Esai asked.
He smirked and Ben reached across the table, his face moved closer and he stopped an inch from his lips and whispered huskily, ‘that’s not what I meant.’
Esai stared into Ben’s eyes for a moment, confused. 'So you won't pass the salt?' he asked.
Ben smiled, one of those bright types of smiles, like the one that had convinced his friend to go looking for the lobsters in the first place.
'No. actually, I had something completely different in mind,' his hand drifted to Esai's thigh, making the other man startle.
‘We haven’t had dessert…’
Ben’s hand moved further up between his legs and Esai’s heart skipped a beat.
‘I thought maybe we could have it after,’ Ben grinned and leaned across the table.
'I brought some chocolate mousse,' said Esai, hoping that Ben didn’t hear the nerves in his voice. He'd never even thought about another man the way he thought about Ben.
‘If you want, we could have it during…’ Ben suggested and Esai refused to look at Ben’s hand as it inched its way closer to his crotch, his hand spread heat across his skin and Ben stared at him and moved in closer.
'You're not uncomfortable with this are you?' asked Ben. He didn't want to ruin anything with his closest friend, after all. He would never force him to do anything he didn't want to do.
'No,' was all Esai said before Ben leaned forward and tentatively kissed him.
Esai’s breath caught in his throat and he pushed his lips harder against Ben’s and moaned as Ben’s hand moved under his shirt and up his chest. Ben smiled against Esai's demanding lips, he'd worried that his friend would freak out a little, but as eager hands worked their way towards his crotch again, he realised he should never have worried. There'd always been this spark between them, unmentioned until now, but always beneath the surface like a shark on the hunt for meat.
‘Ben…’ Esai groaned as Ben pulled him up and ripped his shirt off whilst he kissed him. His hands ran down Ben’s back and settled on his ass and he pulled him in close while Ben kissed down his neck. All fears flew out of Esai's mind, as Ben kissed his lips again and put his tongue in his mouth. He wanted this. He wanted Ben so much that it scared him. They groaned into each others mouths as they caressed each other, the lobster forgotten.
Esai gripped Ben’s waist and Ben moved the hands to his belt, encouraged him to undo it and Esai nervously opened his jeans and pushed his fingers into the warm denim.
The groan which escaped Ben's mouth encouraged Esai to delve deeper. His breath caught in his throat when his searching fingers made contact with Ben’s definitely interested cock. Even through the soft material of his underwear, Esai could feel the heat radiating off his friend and it made his head spin.
He needed more.
Ben seemed to sense it and kissed him harder, he thrust his tongue into his mouth and backed him up against the wall, pushing his crotch into Esai’s hand and groaning as he hardened in his fist. Esai’s eyes widened as he palmed him gently, listening to the groans escaping Ben’s mouth and he panted hard. Ben pulled away and looked at him for a second before he slid to his knees and pushed Esai harder against the wall with a hand against his stomach.
'Oh my God!' Esai gasped as Ben unzipped his trousers and pulled them down, leaving him standing there in his underwear. He looked down at Ben with hungry eyes, silently pleading with his friend to do what he simply could not ask aloud. Their eyes made contact, and Ben appeared to get the message, he had Esai's pants down, and his cock in his mouth in the blink of an eye.
Esai groaned loudly and thrust to the back of Ben’s throat, he closed his eyes and gripped Ben’s shoulder tightly as he let his head fall back and surrendered to the feeling of Ben sucking him down hard. His mouth was wet and warm and his lips slid over Esai’s hard flesh repeatedly, Ben hollowed his cheeks and leant up on his knees to take him deeper into his throat as Esai moaned loudly.
'God, Ben!'
Esai groaned again. He'd been sucked off before, but it'd never been like this. Ben sucked cock like he loved it more than anything else in the fucking world.
More than Mexico, even. And there wasn't much Ben loved more than Mexico!
'Ben...Ben,' he groaned as Ben took him even deeper into his throat. He could've come there and then, but he wanted more. It scared him more than anything but he wanted it, he knew he did.
'What do you want?' Ben asked, temporarily replacing his mouth with his hand around Esai's throbbing cock
'I....I' stammered Esai, 'I want you to fuck me.'
Ben grinned and stood up, his fist moving around Esai’s dick. He pulled him slowly as Esai’s hips jerked into the long hard strokes that made his breath shorten.
‘Stop.’ He closed his hand around Ben’s wrist and stopped him from moving. Ben stared at him and Esai leaned down slowly and whispered against his lips, ‘fuck me Ben.’
Ben smiled slowly and kissed him in reply, licked his tongue into Esai’s mouth and pushed against him closer as lust over took them both and they both frantically tore at their clothing. Ben wrenched his mouth away from Esai's and sank to his knees once more, this time pulling his friend down with him. Greedy hands tore at clothing, and anticipatory gasps and moans filled the air, accompanied by the gentle jazz music that Ben had insisted on playing during dinner.
‘Are you sure?’
Ben stared at Esai’s naked body and gave him one last chance to change his mind. He looked gorgeous in the candlelight and Ben’s hands wandered over his chest as he said it. His fingers traced muscle down to his groin and Esai bit his lip when Ben slid his hand between his legs and dropped his head to bite his shoulder.
‘Yes. I want you Ben.’
Esai pulled him down on top of him and dragged Ben’s lips back to his to kiss him hard.
'God, I want you, too,' confessed Ben, pausing their kiss. 'I can't tell you how much I've dreamed about this since we were paired up.'
He started to kiss Esai's neck again, and found his friend's sensitive spot. Esai groaned obscenely as Ben's hot tongue made contact with his ear.
‘Ben!’
Ben flicked his tongue and licked softly and Esai writhed beneath him. The candle light threw up shadows against the wall and the carpet was soft beneath their bodies, Ben linked their fingers together and held Esai’s arms above his head as he continued the torment to his ear slowly, a brush of lips made Esai shudder and his thighs tightened around Ben’s waist. Fingers fumbled with clothing some more until they were both finally naked on the floor of Ben's apartment.
They both gasped at the blazing heat of the skin to skin contact and Ben stretched out on top of his friend, as their tongues met once more in a passionate kiss. Esai allowed his hands to wander across Ben's back, caressing the muscles with the barest hint of fingernail, just enough to make Ben gasp in surprise and arch down into Esai’s body. He pulled his mouth away and tongued across Esai’s jaw as his fingers dragged harder down Ben’s back, encouraged by his desperate kisses and indulgent moans.
Esai gasped as Ben shifted on top of him and let him rub off against him, short thrusts of his cock against Ben’s hot skin and his hips jerked against the floor as Ben bit down on the hollow of his neck and sucked the skin there between his teeth.
'Ben, you're killing me!' gasped Esai. 'Just fucking do it. Please...killing me here.'
He groaned as Ben’s head moved lower and his teeth grazed a nipple.
'Fuck.....fuck me. Do it now.'
All of a sudden, Ben pulled away. Esai sighed sadly at the loss of contact. He physically reacted to the loss of Ben's body heat, reaching out to his friend automatically as he rummaged around in a nearby chest of drawers. After what seemed an age, Ben finally found what he was looking for - a medium sized foil tube, and returned to Esai's side. Esai was too aroused to be embarrassed as his body arched towards Ben's, desperate for some kind of contact. His cock was throbbing in the balmy Mexican night air, he needed to be touched.
Ben was sweet relief when he returned. Blissfully cool hands wrapped around his hot cock, caressed gently, just enough to make him groan loudly, in lust and desperation for more. Ben shushed him and cupped his cheek, thrust his hand into the pocket of his abandoned jeans and he pulled out a condom, ripped the wrapper off with his teeth and passed it to him. Esai took it and sat up slightly, kissed Ben as he rolled it on, his fingers twisted over his erection as he pushed it down and he felt Ben throb in his hand as he picked up the lube and rubbed some over the condom. Ben’s breath was shallow and he watched Esai’s hands work, stroking softly before lying back on the floor and looking up at Ben longingly.
They stayed in the same position for a few seconds, trying to calm their uneven breathing.
'You've never....' Ben almost whispered, his voice drifting off into nothing as Esai blushed and turned his eyes away.
'You have...' Esai started to ask. Ben just nodded. 'Will it hurt?' Esai mumbled, still unable to look his friend in the eyes as he spoke.
Ben slowly stroked a hand down his body until it came to rest on the inside of his thigh. He leant down and kissed him thoroughly, his mouth hot and wet and Esai tangled his fingers in the back of his hair and closed his eyes as Ben spread lube over his fingers and reached down.
‘I’ll go slow.’
Esai nodded and Ben kissed him again.
Ben was true to his word. His fingers were gentle. Despite this, Esai struggled to conquer his nerves as Ben stretched him further. Was he really about to do this? He'd never even thought of doing this with another man before meeting Ben. His head was drowning, trying to keep up with the pleasure Ben was giving him; deep, wet kisses to his mouth, neck and jaw, intended to distract him from the pain of the initial breach.
Esai groaned and Ben cupped his cheek and pushed his fingers in and out slower. Ben watched him as he twisted them and brushed over his prostate, grinning as Esai arched into him and thrust down on the fingers.
The feeling of Ben inside him and the pleasure he created as he fingered him more confidently made him gasp and he relaxed as Ben added a third, kissed his neck and murmured against his skin. Esai shuddered as Ben removed his fingers, knowing what was about to come. Ben seemed to sense his friend's apprehension, and placed a hand gently over Esai's heart, feeling it flutter under his fingers.
'I'll be gentle,' he murmured into Esai's ear, he smiled as his friend groaned at the sensation of hot breath on his ear. 'I wouldn't hurt you, you know that.'
Their eyes met, loving but clouded by lust, as Ben pushed inside, as slowly as his barely restrained lust allowed. Esai moaned as Ben's cock inched inside of him, so slow, and so fucking hot he could hardly bear it. It hurt a little at first, but Ben gave him some time to stretch around him and become used to the strange feeling. It was strange, the sensation of being so thoroughly filled threatened to overwhelm him. But Ben's butterfly soft touches kept him grounded, and focused on the act alone. Deciding that Esai was relaxed enough, Ben stared down at him and pulled out, thrust back in and buried his head in Esai’s neck as he set up a slow rhythm that left them both gasping.
Esai shifted and tried to relax more and Ben kissed him softly as he rolled his hips. Esai’s head fell back and he gripped Ben’s hips, pulled him in harder and groaned as he filled him. Esai lay his head back on the floor as Ben continued to thrust into him, he thought about the image they must make, screwing on the apartment floor like horny teenagers. He was amazed by how good it felt...how fucking good it felt when Ben hit that certain spot. Why hadn't he done this years ago?
Esai raised his head again, and thrust his tongue back into Ben's panting mouth, swallowing his friends moans of pleasure. Ben thrust in deeper and Esai’s nails dragged down Ben’s back, raked across his flesh and dug in painfully as they rocked together faster. He kissed him again to stifle a cry, wet and frantic lips pushing together as he lifted his hips to urge Ben inside him harder.
Esai could feel the pleasure building and building from deep inside. He wrapped his legs around Ben's hips, silently signalling that he was getting close. Then his lips drifted to Ben's neck, nuzzling the warm flesh. In a haze of inspiration and passion, he grazed the skin between shoulder and neck with his teeth, and dug them in a little. He wanted to mark Ben, something only he knew would be there, a brand of their passion. Ben hissed a little at first, but his quick breaths soon turned to moans as Esai latched onto him like a shark.
Ben groaned and bent over him closer, he hooked his arms around Esai’s shoulders and pushed him into the carpet, crying out as Esai bit his neck with those sharp teeth before wrenching his mouth back to Ben’s and kissing him hard. They panted and grunted and Ben closed his fist around his cock and stroked him, his hand tight and warm and enveloping Esai’s throbbing erection.
The pleasure was so intense that it was almost painful, and Esai knew that he couldn't last much longer. He could feel his orgasm creeping up on him.
'Going to......going to come,' he panted and growled as Ben hit his prostate again. Oh, God! Ben's fist tightened on Esai's dick.
'Me....too,' gasped Ben, as he thrust harder and harder. It was so fucking good that he could barely form words.
The noises that filled the air were positively obscene, but neither of the men had the awareness to remember that the window was wide open, and they weren't making any attempts to be quiet. All they could think about was each other, and the fucking amazing, bone-melting pleasure of this moment. Esai came first, with a dark moan that Ben could feel through his cock.
'Fuck!'
Esai almost screamed as the pleasure washed over him. His eyes were clenched shut as if he couldn't bear to open them.
'Oh, shit!'
Ben gasped as his cock was tortured by the unbelievable pressure of his friend contracting around him. He came, hard and loud, thrusting gently through it and when the wave of pleasure stopped, they continued to rock together, utterly exhausted.
Esai finally let his legs drop from Ben’s waist and Ben rested on him for a second before he pulled out of him slowly. Esai murmured quietly and Ben kissed him as he eased himself out, stroked his cheek and bent his head to kiss and lick sweat from Esai’s neck.
Esai finally allowed himself to open his eyes and look up a Ben. He flushed a little when he saw that Ben was covered in his come. Ben just grinned and licked his own fingers, which were also covered in his friend's come.
'S'good,' smiled Ben as he leaned down to kiss Esai, who startled a little at the first taste of himself on Ben's tongue.
'You okay?' asked Ben, touching Esai's cheek, affectionately.
‘Mmmm…’
Esai caught Ben’s hand and slowly took a finger into his mouth, he sucked it, swept his tongue around and bit it lightly as Ben watched before he released it and kissed him again. ‘I’m fantastic.’
'Hey!' grinned Ben, 'not as fantastic as me, I'll have you know!' He lay down on the floor, next to Esai, still a little out of breath.
'Oh yeah?' asked Esai, raising an eyebrow.
'Definitely,' Ben turned his head to nibble on his friend's ear. 'It has to be sampled to be believed. You'll never go back, I'll tell you that.'
Esai sighed happily as Ben licked and kissed behind his ear. His legs ached and his pulse was still beating hard.
‘Why would I want to?’
Ben grinned and kissed him again, his tongue lightly parted his lips and slowly explored his mouth as their breathing returned to normal.
'Maybe next time you can do me,' Ben whispered into Esai's mouth.
Esai was speechless for a moment as his brain processed this, then smiled and said, 'deal. Should I provide the lobster next time?'
Ben grinned and thought about making a joke about wetsuits again but Esai’s hand was wandering down his chest and he was speaking again.
'You realise the window's open,' Esai said, nodding over to the window and noting the half eaten lobster abandoned on the table. Ben followed his gaze and laughed, warmly.
'Half the resort probably just heard us,' Esai laughed. It was impossible not to, Ben's laugh was wonderfully infectious.
'Well we gave them a fucking good show,' said Ben, still laughing.
'Better than those chicas singing down at the club?' asked Esai, eyebrow raised.
'Esai, the sharks'd put on a better show than those chicas at the club.' quipped Ben, causing them both to collapse into laughter again, not that they really stopped in the first place.
Esai sat up and reached for his clothes. 'I should go,' he said, still chuckling. 'I have to report for work early tomorrow. I have a feeling that asshole Ruiz will know we were slacking today. And it's always me that gets the blame.'
'You need to be more charming,' Ben winked, suggestively.
'Are you suggesting I flirt with Mr. Ruiz?' asked Esai as he pulled himself to his feet and started to get dressed.
Ben put his arms behind his head and watched as Esai pulled his jeans on slowly. ‘I’m suggesting you just flirt more in general. Preferably with me, rather than Ruiz.’
‘I think we’re past flirting.’ He raised an eyebrow and Ben grinned and pulled him back down to the floor. Esai laughed again as he stumbled into his arms and landed heavily on top of him. He kissed him as Ben laughed back and dragged Esai’s legs back around his waist to make him straddle him.
'Ben,' Esai said, drawing back from their kiss. 'I really do have to go, you know.'
'No you don't,' purred Ben, moving his hands to rest on Esai's denim clad ass. 'You wanna stay, finish the lobster I caught for you, and go for another round. Do me, right?'
'As much as it pains me, and believe me, it does,' Esai said, as he craftily put pressure on Ben's balls with his free hand. Ben gasped, making Esai grin, widely. 'You and that lobster have probably already gotten me in trouble. So I have. To. Go.'
'You tease,' said Ben in mock annoyance, shamelessly rubbing against his friend. Esai gathered all of his self restraint in order to pull himself away from Ben's grip, and off the floor. Esai laughed openly at Ben's little pout.
How was it possible for someone to look so fucking sexy while pouting, naked on the floor? Actually, Esai thought, it was probably the sexiest thing he'd ever seen in his life.
Esai pulled on his t-shirt and suddenly remembered something. He smiled to himself as he crossed the room to Ben's small kitchenette and retrieved the chocolate mousse he'd brought for dessert from the fridge.
'What are you doing?' asked Ben warily, as Esai approached him with the bowl.
'We forgot dessert,' said Esai, suggestively. 'I made this especially, you know.'
'You made this?' asked Ben, he sure hadn't guessed his friend was good in the kitchen. This new piece of information had infinitely sexy possibilities, Ben decided.
Of course, when you were Ben Carpenter, most things had infinitely sexy possibilities.
Esai finally stopped sucking his finger, and dipped it into the bowl again. This time though, he smeared the sticky mouse on Ben's naked chest. He chuckled at Ben's gasped protest about the sudden cold.
'What are you doing?' Ben asked again.
'Leaving you something to remember me by,' said Esai as he smeared even more of the mousse onto the body of his friend turned lover.
'No...no chance of me forgetting you, Esai,' Ben said, wincing still at the cold.
Esai smiled at Ben's response. He knew he'd have trouble sleeping tonight, thanks to the image of Ben naked on the floor, covered with chocolate mousse.
That was enough to keep anyone awake.
He decided that Ben had enough to remember him by, and returned the bowl to the fridge. Before he left though, he returned to Ben and kissed him, sharing the taste of the mousse with him.
'You're an impossible man, Esai,' muttered Ben, through the kiss.
'Says the master,' replied Esai. 'I'll see you tomorrow morning, bright and early.' He pulled away from Ben and headed for the door. 'Remember my coffee,' said Esai, trying his hardest to sound normal, not like he was physically shaking with the effort of leaving Ben like this, naked and chocolatey.
'Have I ever forgotten your coffee?' asked Ben, grinning.
When he reached the safety of the doorway, Esai turned back, resting his shoulder on the frame to steady himself. 'Goodnight Ben,' Esai said softly, smiling at Ben, who was making no effort to get up.
'I knew that lobster was a good idea,' said Ben, playfully. 'Stroke of genius if I do say so, myself.'
'Now I've had first hand experience with your stroking technique, I can agree with that,' said Esai as he opened the door and walked out, closing it softly behind him.
On the floor, Ben laughed loudly and happily. He really was a fucking genius.
END
A/N: Sorry for all the author notes…
Abby and Lucy xxx
Authors: Abby (cherry_soup888) and Lucy (lucy_locket)
Rating: NC17 SEX, SEX, SEX AND MOUSSE
Warnings/Spoilers: Oh I can’t even…begin to describe…Just erm…slash. And shark metaphors. And bad porn lol.
Characters: Ben/Esai (Esai - Mexican Guy. Or Mexican Gay as Lucy called him.)
Disclaimer: We don’t own Shark Attack 3 Megalodon. We do - the DVD version, we have one each. But the copyright no, no we don’t. We probably should. We could do it awesome. But alas, we are not allowed to direct giant growling sharks. I don’t know why.
Summary: Lobster, Sex, Mousse - in that order. With jazz. As you should all know the film is pretty fucking bad, in a completely awesome and brilliant way - we have REALLY TRIED to mirror this for Lucy’s first ever smut, its as amazing as the film itself. Yet more so. We wrote this together, a few lines each over msn (mostly Lucy coz I made her do fingering, orgasms, the title and the last line lol, it’s about 70% her 30% me.)
A/N from Abby: Okay. So Shark Attack 3 Megalodon is the funniest film I personally, have ever seen. I’ve barely laughed that much ever. Me and Lucy love it and decided Ben (John Barrowman) was blatantly trying to seduce Esai (his little life guard friend in the film.) Hence - smut was born.
Now if you have never seen this film you ARE missing out.
John is fucking brilliant. The shark’s hilarious, the woman is bizarre, uploading has never been so easy, lever action has never been so frequent and the ‘Wave of Death’ has never been so utterly amazing.
Sharks can growl, Ben uses (a by now INFAMOUS) chat up line, boob shots are cut in for seemingly no reason and Mexico is generally THE PLACE TO BE.
So long as Megalodon can’t get you.
A Note from Lucy: First of all, I'm so, so sorry. This is like the worst cliché sex ever. And Abby, it's more like 60-40, hehe. She wrote most of the good sex, and I wrote the boring stuff. Also, I am kind of mortified that we're showing this to people. I haven't written anything in a long time - at least not anything to be read by others - let alone gay porn! So forgive me, haha. Also, I must take credit for the title. Abby can take credit for the good bits of the porn, and reminding me about the forgotten mousse. Also, please note that this is not to be taken seriously, although I hardly think this needs explaining, considering the movie, hehe.
Abby Again: Don’t listen to LUCY, SHE WROTE GOOD SEX.
Word Count: 4004 words, go us!
'Ahhh, this was such a good idea,' said Ben as he ripped off a lobster claw, with innate dignity.
‘You nearly got us into trouble.’ Esai replied playfully. ‘Again.’
Ben grinned wildly and sucked his thumb as Esai glared at him through the candlelit glow.
‘You act like you didn’t enjoy watching me in my skin tight wet suit…’
Esai sucked on the neck of his beer bottle and winked at Ben, mischievously. 'You know I love when your wetsuit comes out to play, Ben.'
‘You just love it when I play.’ Ben sat back and stared at him challengingly and Esai shifted in his chair, their feet brushed under the table and the candle flame flickered.
‘You haven’t played much recently. Too many señoritas.’ Esai scolded, trying not to sound too serious.
Ben looked slightly offended. 'I can't help the fact that women find me attractive, Esai. I mean, have you SEEN my ass?'
Esai raised an eyebrow and cracked a lobster claw loudly.
‘Not enough.’
Ben raised an eyebrow right back, and shifted his thigh closer to Esai's under the table. Esai gulped noisily and his heart rate accelerated.
'You know you only need ask,' said Ben, suggestively.
‘Can you pass the salt?’ Esai asked.
He smirked and Ben reached across the table, his face moved closer and he stopped an inch from his lips and whispered huskily, ‘that’s not what I meant.’
Esai stared into Ben’s eyes for a moment, confused. 'So you won't pass the salt?' he asked.
Ben smiled, one of those bright types of smiles, like the one that had convinced his friend to go looking for the lobsters in the first place.
'No. actually, I had something completely different in mind,' his hand drifted to Esai's thigh, making the other man startle.
‘We haven’t had dessert…’
Ben’s hand moved further up between his legs and Esai’s heart skipped a beat.
‘I thought maybe we could have it after,’ Ben grinned and leaned across the table.
'I brought some chocolate mousse,' said Esai, hoping that Ben didn’t hear the nerves in his voice. He'd never even thought about another man the way he thought about Ben.
‘If you want, we could have it during…’ Ben suggested and Esai refused to look at Ben’s hand as it inched its way closer to his crotch, his hand spread heat across his skin and Ben stared at him and moved in closer.
'You're not uncomfortable with this are you?' asked Ben. He didn't want to ruin anything with his closest friend, after all. He would never force him to do anything he didn't want to do.
'No,' was all Esai said before Ben leaned forward and tentatively kissed him.
Esai’s breath caught in his throat and he pushed his lips harder against Ben’s and moaned as Ben’s hand moved under his shirt and up his chest. Ben smiled against Esai's demanding lips, he'd worried that his friend would freak out a little, but as eager hands worked their way towards his crotch again, he realised he should never have worried. There'd always been this spark between them, unmentioned until now, but always beneath the surface like a shark on the hunt for meat.
‘Ben…’ Esai groaned as Ben pulled him up and ripped his shirt off whilst he kissed him. His hands ran down Ben’s back and settled on his ass and he pulled him in close while Ben kissed down his neck. All fears flew out of Esai's mind, as Ben kissed his lips again and put his tongue in his mouth. He wanted this. He wanted Ben so much that it scared him. They groaned into each others mouths as they caressed each other, the lobster forgotten.
Esai gripped Ben’s waist and Ben moved the hands to his belt, encouraged him to undo it and Esai nervously opened his jeans and pushed his fingers into the warm denim.
The groan which escaped Ben's mouth encouraged Esai to delve deeper. His breath caught in his throat when his searching fingers made contact with Ben’s definitely interested cock. Even through the soft material of his underwear, Esai could feel the heat radiating off his friend and it made his head spin.
He needed more.
Ben seemed to sense it and kissed him harder, he thrust his tongue into his mouth and backed him up against the wall, pushing his crotch into Esai’s hand and groaning as he hardened in his fist. Esai’s eyes widened as he palmed him gently, listening to the groans escaping Ben’s mouth and he panted hard. Ben pulled away and looked at him for a second before he slid to his knees and pushed Esai harder against the wall with a hand against his stomach.
'Oh my God!' Esai gasped as Ben unzipped his trousers and pulled them down, leaving him standing there in his underwear. He looked down at Ben with hungry eyes, silently pleading with his friend to do what he simply could not ask aloud. Their eyes made contact, and Ben appeared to get the message, he had Esai's pants down, and his cock in his mouth in the blink of an eye.
Esai groaned loudly and thrust to the back of Ben’s throat, he closed his eyes and gripped Ben’s shoulder tightly as he let his head fall back and surrendered to the feeling of Ben sucking him down hard. His mouth was wet and warm and his lips slid over Esai’s hard flesh repeatedly, Ben hollowed his cheeks and leant up on his knees to take him deeper into his throat as Esai moaned loudly.
'God, Ben!'
Esai groaned again. He'd been sucked off before, but it'd never been like this. Ben sucked cock like he loved it more than anything else in the fucking world.
More than Mexico, even. And there wasn't much Ben loved more than Mexico!
'Ben...Ben,' he groaned as Ben took him even deeper into his throat. He could've come there and then, but he wanted more. It scared him more than anything but he wanted it, he knew he did.
'What do you want?' Ben asked, temporarily replacing his mouth with his hand around Esai's throbbing cock
'I....I' stammered Esai, 'I want you to fuck me.'
Ben grinned and stood up, his fist moving around Esai’s dick. He pulled him slowly as Esai’s hips jerked into the long hard strokes that made his breath shorten.
‘Stop.’ He closed his hand around Ben’s wrist and stopped him from moving. Ben stared at him and Esai leaned down slowly and whispered against his lips, ‘fuck me Ben.’
Ben smiled slowly and kissed him in reply, licked his tongue into Esai’s mouth and pushed against him closer as lust over took them both and they both frantically tore at their clothing. Ben wrenched his mouth away from Esai's and sank to his knees once more, this time pulling his friend down with him. Greedy hands tore at clothing, and anticipatory gasps and moans filled the air, accompanied by the gentle jazz music that Ben had insisted on playing during dinner.
‘Are you sure?’
Ben stared at Esai’s naked body and gave him one last chance to change his mind. He looked gorgeous in the candlelight and Ben’s hands wandered over his chest as he said it. His fingers traced muscle down to his groin and Esai bit his lip when Ben slid his hand between his legs and dropped his head to bite his shoulder.
‘Yes. I want you Ben.’
Esai pulled him down on top of him and dragged Ben’s lips back to his to kiss him hard.
'God, I want you, too,' confessed Ben, pausing their kiss. 'I can't tell you how much I've dreamed about this since we were paired up.'
He started to kiss Esai's neck again, and found his friend's sensitive spot. Esai groaned obscenely as Ben's hot tongue made contact with his ear.
‘Ben!’
Ben flicked his tongue and licked softly and Esai writhed beneath him. The candle light threw up shadows against the wall and the carpet was soft beneath their bodies, Ben linked their fingers together and held Esai’s arms above his head as he continued the torment to his ear slowly, a brush of lips made Esai shudder and his thighs tightened around Ben’s waist. Fingers fumbled with clothing some more until they were both finally naked on the floor of Ben's apartment.
They both gasped at the blazing heat of the skin to skin contact and Ben stretched out on top of his friend, as their tongues met once more in a passionate kiss. Esai allowed his hands to wander across Ben's back, caressing the muscles with the barest hint of fingernail, just enough to make Ben gasp in surprise and arch down into Esai’s body. He pulled his mouth away and tongued across Esai’s jaw as his fingers dragged harder down Ben’s back, encouraged by his desperate kisses and indulgent moans.
Esai gasped as Ben shifted on top of him and let him rub off against him, short thrusts of his cock against Ben’s hot skin and his hips jerked against the floor as Ben bit down on the hollow of his neck and sucked the skin there between his teeth.
'Ben, you're killing me!' gasped Esai. 'Just fucking do it. Please...killing me here.'
He groaned as Ben’s head moved lower and his teeth grazed a nipple.
'Fuck.....fuck me. Do it now.'
All of a sudden, Ben pulled away. Esai sighed sadly at the loss of contact. He physically reacted to the loss of Ben's body heat, reaching out to his friend automatically as he rummaged around in a nearby chest of drawers. After what seemed an age, Ben finally found what he was looking for - a medium sized foil tube, and returned to Esai's side. Esai was too aroused to be embarrassed as his body arched towards Ben's, desperate for some kind of contact. His cock was throbbing in the balmy Mexican night air, he needed to be touched.
Ben was sweet relief when he returned. Blissfully cool hands wrapped around his hot cock, caressed gently, just enough to make him groan loudly, in lust and desperation for more. Ben shushed him and cupped his cheek, thrust his hand into the pocket of his abandoned jeans and he pulled out a condom, ripped the wrapper off with his teeth and passed it to him. Esai took it and sat up slightly, kissed Ben as he rolled it on, his fingers twisted over his erection as he pushed it down and he felt Ben throb in his hand as he picked up the lube and rubbed some over the condom. Ben’s breath was shallow and he watched Esai’s hands work, stroking softly before lying back on the floor and looking up at Ben longingly.
They stayed in the same position for a few seconds, trying to calm their uneven breathing.
'You've never....' Ben almost whispered, his voice drifting off into nothing as Esai blushed and turned his eyes away.
'You have...' Esai started to ask. Ben just nodded. 'Will it hurt?' Esai mumbled, still unable to look his friend in the eyes as he spoke.
Ben slowly stroked a hand down his body until it came to rest on the inside of his thigh. He leant down and kissed him thoroughly, his mouth hot and wet and Esai tangled his fingers in the back of his hair and closed his eyes as Ben spread lube over his fingers and reached down.
‘I’ll go slow.’
Esai nodded and Ben kissed him again.
Ben was true to his word. His fingers were gentle. Despite this, Esai struggled to conquer his nerves as Ben stretched him further. Was he really about to do this? He'd never even thought of doing this with another man before meeting Ben. His head was drowning, trying to keep up with the pleasure Ben was giving him; deep, wet kisses to his mouth, neck and jaw, intended to distract him from the pain of the initial breach.
Esai groaned and Ben cupped his cheek and pushed his fingers in and out slower. Ben watched him as he twisted them and brushed over his prostate, grinning as Esai arched into him and thrust down on the fingers.
The feeling of Ben inside him and the pleasure he created as he fingered him more confidently made him gasp and he relaxed as Ben added a third, kissed his neck and murmured against his skin. Esai shuddered as Ben removed his fingers, knowing what was about to come. Ben seemed to sense his friend's apprehension, and placed a hand gently over Esai's heart, feeling it flutter under his fingers.
'I'll be gentle,' he murmured into Esai's ear, he smiled as his friend groaned at the sensation of hot breath on his ear. 'I wouldn't hurt you, you know that.'
Their eyes met, loving but clouded by lust, as Ben pushed inside, as slowly as his barely restrained lust allowed. Esai moaned as Ben's cock inched inside of him, so slow, and so fucking hot he could hardly bear it. It hurt a little at first, but Ben gave him some time to stretch around him and become used to the strange feeling. It was strange, the sensation of being so thoroughly filled threatened to overwhelm him. But Ben's butterfly soft touches kept him grounded, and focused on the act alone. Deciding that Esai was relaxed enough, Ben stared down at him and pulled out, thrust back in and buried his head in Esai’s neck as he set up a slow rhythm that left them both gasping.
Esai shifted and tried to relax more and Ben kissed him softly as he rolled his hips. Esai’s head fell back and he gripped Ben’s hips, pulled him in harder and groaned as he filled him. Esai lay his head back on the floor as Ben continued to thrust into him, he thought about the image they must make, screwing on the apartment floor like horny teenagers. He was amazed by how good it felt...how fucking good it felt when Ben hit that certain spot. Why hadn't he done this years ago?
Esai raised his head again, and thrust his tongue back into Ben's panting mouth, swallowing his friends moans of pleasure. Ben thrust in deeper and Esai’s nails dragged down Ben’s back, raked across his flesh and dug in painfully as they rocked together faster. He kissed him again to stifle a cry, wet and frantic lips pushing together as he lifted his hips to urge Ben inside him harder.
Esai could feel the pleasure building and building from deep inside. He wrapped his legs around Ben's hips, silently signalling that he was getting close. Then his lips drifted to Ben's neck, nuzzling the warm flesh. In a haze of inspiration and passion, he grazed the skin between shoulder and neck with his teeth, and dug them in a little. He wanted to mark Ben, something only he knew would be there, a brand of their passion. Ben hissed a little at first, but his quick breaths soon turned to moans as Esai latched onto him like a shark.
Ben groaned and bent over him closer, he hooked his arms around Esai’s shoulders and pushed him into the carpet, crying out as Esai bit his neck with those sharp teeth before wrenching his mouth back to Ben’s and kissing him hard. They panted and grunted and Ben closed his fist around his cock and stroked him, his hand tight and warm and enveloping Esai’s throbbing erection.
The pleasure was so intense that it was almost painful, and Esai knew that he couldn't last much longer. He could feel his orgasm creeping up on him.
'Going to......going to come,' he panted and growled as Ben hit his prostate again. Oh, God! Ben's fist tightened on Esai's dick.
'Me....too,' gasped Ben, as he thrust harder and harder. It was so fucking good that he could barely form words.
The noises that filled the air were positively obscene, but neither of the men had the awareness to remember that the window was wide open, and they weren't making any attempts to be quiet. All they could think about was each other, and the fucking amazing, bone-melting pleasure of this moment. Esai came first, with a dark moan that Ben could feel through his cock.
'Fuck!'
Esai almost screamed as the pleasure washed over him. His eyes were clenched shut as if he couldn't bear to open them.
'Oh, shit!'
Ben gasped as his cock was tortured by the unbelievable pressure of his friend contracting around him. He came, hard and loud, thrusting gently through it and when the wave of pleasure stopped, they continued to rock together, utterly exhausted.
Esai finally let his legs drop from Ben’s waist and Ben rested on him for a second before he pulled out of him slowly. Esai murmured quietly and Ben kissed him as he eased himself out, stroked his cheek and bent his head to kiss and lick sweat from Esai’s neck.
Esai finally allowed himself to open his eyes and look up a Ben. He flushed a little when he saw that Ben was covered in his come. Ben just grinned and licked his own fingers, which were also covered in his friend's come.
'S'good,' smiled Ben as he leaned down to kiss Esai, who startled a little at the first taste of himself on Ben's tongue.
'You okay?' asked Ben, touching Esai's cheek, affectionately.
‘Mmmm…’
Esai caught Ben’s hand and slowly took a finger into his mouth, he sucked it, swept his tongue around and bit it lightly as Ben watched before he released it and kissed him again. ‘I’m fantastic.’
'Hey!' grinned Ben, 'not as fantastic as me, I'll have you know!' He lay down on the floor, next to Esai, still a little out of breath.
'Oh yeah?' asked Esai, raising an eyebrow.
'Definitely,' Ben turned his head to nibble on his friend's ear. 'It has to be sampled to be believed. You'll never go back, I'll tell you that.'
Esai sighed happily as Ben licked and kissed behind his ear. His legs ached and his pulse was still beating hard.
‘Why would I want to?’
Ben grinned and kissed him again, his tongue lightly parted his lips and slowly explored his mouth as their breathing returned to normal.
'Maybe next time you can do me,' Ben whispered into Esai's mouth.
Esai was speechless for a moment as his brain processed this, then smiled and said, 'deal. Should I provide the lobster next time?'
Ben grinned and thought about making a joke about wetsuits again but Esai’s hand was wandering down his chest and he was speaking again.
'You realise the window's open,' Esai said, nodding over to the window and noting the half eaten lobster abandoned on the table. Ben followed his gaze and laughed, warmly.
'Half the resort probably just heard us,' Esai laughed. It was impossible not to, Ben's laugh was wonderfully infectious.
'Well we gave them a fucking good show,' said Ben, still laughing.
'Better than those chicas singing down at the club?' asked Esai, eyebrow raised.
'Esai, the sharks'd put on a better show than those chicas at the club.' quipped Ben, causing them both to collapse into laughter again, not that they really stopped in the first place.
Esai sat up and reached for his clothes. 'I should go,' he said, still chuckling. 'I have to report for work early tomorrow. I have a feeling that asshole Ruiz will know we were slacking today. And it's always me that gets the blame.'
'You need to be more charming,' Ben winked, suggestively.
'Are you suggesting I flirt with Mr. Ruiz?' asked Esai as he pulled himself to his feet and started to get dressed.
Ben put his arms behind his head and watched as Esai pulled his jeans on slowly. ‘I’m suggesting you just flirt more in general. Preferably with me, rather than Ruiz.’
‘I think we’re past flirting.’ He raised an eyebrow and Ben grinned and pulled him back down to the floor. Esai laughed again as he stumbled into his arms and landed heavily on top of him. He kissed him as Ben laughed back and dragged Esai’s legs back around his waist to make him straddle him.
'Ben,' Esai said, drawing back from their kiss. 'I really do have to go, you know.'
'No you don't,' purred Ben, moving his hands to rest on Esai's denim clad ass. 'You wanna stay, finish the lobster I caught for you, and go for another round. Do me, right?'
'As much as it pains me, and believe me, it does,' Esai said, as he craftily put pressure on Ben's balls with his free hand. Ben gasped, making Esai grin, widely. 'You and that lobster have probably already gotten me in trouble. So I have. To. Go.'
'You tease,' said Ben in mock annoyance, shamelessly rubbing against his friend. Esai gathered all of his self restraint in order to pull himself away from Ben's grip, and off the floor. Esai laughed openly at Ben's little pout.
How was it possible for someone to look so fucking sexy while pouting, naked on the floor? Actually, Esai thought, it was probably the sexiest thing he'd ever seen in his life.
Esai pulled on his t-shirt and suddenly remembered something. He smiled to himself as he crossed the room to Ben's small kitchenette and retrieved the chocolate mousse he'd brought for dessert from the fridge.
'What are you doing?' asked Ben warily, as Esai approached him with the bowl.
'We forgot dessert,' said Esai, suggestively. 'I made this especially, you know.'
'You made this?' asked Ben, he sure hadn't guessed his friend was good in the kitchen. This new piece of information had infinitely sexy possibilities, Ben decided.
Of course, when you were Ben Carpenter, most things had infinitely sexy possibilities.
Esai finally stopped sucking his finger, and dipped it into the bowl again. This time though, he smeared the sticky mouse on Ben's naked chest. He chuckled at Ben's gasped protest about the sudden cold.
'What are you doing?' Ben asked again.
'Leaving you something to remember me by,' said Esai as he smeared even more of the mousse onto the body of his friend turned lover.
'No...no chance of me forgetting you, Esai,' Ben said, wincing still at the cold.
Esai smiled at Ben's response. He knew he'd have trouble sleeping tonight, thanks to the image of Ben naked on the floor, covered with chocolate mousse.
That was enough to keep anyone awake.
He decided that Ben had enough to remember him by, and returned the bowl to the fridge. Before he left though, he returned to Ben and kissed him, sharing the taste of the mousse with him.
'You're an impossible man, Esai,' muttered Ben, through the kiss.
'Says the master,' replied Esai. 'I'll see you tomorrow morning, bright and early.' He pulled away from Ben and headed for the door. 'Remember my coffee,' said Esai, trying his hardest to sound normal, not like he was physically shaking with the effort of leaving Ben like this, naked and chocolatey.
'Have I ever forgotten your coffee?' asked Ben, grinning.
When he reached the safety of the doorway, Esai turned back, resting his shoulder on the frame to steady himself. 'Goodnight Ben,' Esai said softly, smiling at Ben, who was making no effort to get up.
'I knew that lobster was a good idea,' said Ben, playfully. 'Stroke of genius if I do say so, myself.'
'Now I've had first hand experience with your stroking technique, I can agree with that,' said Esai as he opened the door and walked out, closing it softly behind him.
On the floor, Ben laughed loudly and happily. He really was a fucking genius.
END
A/N: Sorry for all the author notes…
Abby and Lucy xxx