Halfway
It was the hair that drove Benji crazy. Half-blonde, half-black, split perfectly down the middle. It was a lot like him. Happy and bright when he got his way, dark and suffocating when he didn’t.Benji wondered what he was like in bed.The idea had been rolling through his head for a long time. He couldn’t look at Paul without thinking it. Paul had just broken up with his long-time girlfriend and was in one of his dark, suffocating, depressive moods. Every time Benji tried to talk to him, Paul just shut him up either verbally or with a rude punch to the arm. Benji only bit his lip and let him. He’d come crawling to him for comfort sooner or later. And Benji knew just how he’d give it to him.One stormy day, they were alone in a hotel room, while the others were out watching a movie. Benji didn’t like the genre of the film and Paul didn’t like going out anymore. That was fine with Benji. Paul had been sitting on the couch for the past hour, staring at nothing. He sighed once, twice before shifting uncomfortably.Benji had been staring at him the whole time he’d been staring at nothing. He kept licking his lips, mouthing words at him, waiting for him to notice. “Paul,” he said finally, his voice quiet.“Fuck off, Benji,” Paul replied, turning to look at him. Their eyes met. Benji was surprised by what he saw there. It wasn’t tears like he had expected. It was something else…“You okay, man?”“Why would I be okay? The girl I’ve loved for the past two years dumped me. For another girl.” Benji didn’t know that. He started to say something, but Paul held a hand up and quieted him. “That’s not the problem. I feel like an asshole for leading her on for so long.” Benji was confused.“What’re you saying, man?” he asked, his thumb absently stroking his lip ring.Paul said nothing, but got up and walked over to Benji. Leaning back in the chair Benji allowed Paul to sit on one arm rest, leaning over so that one arm on the other arm rest held him up. Benji had no escape. “I’m saying… If she hadn’t left me for another woman, I would’ve left her for another man.” Benji’s eyes widened in surprise. He hadn’t expected this. He had been planning on Paul being broken hearted, and Benji would’ve shown him love from another man wasn’t a bad thing. Now here Paul was—hitting on him. At least, he thought Paul was hitting on him. “Benji, you know I love you like a brother,” Paul said quietly, his eyes never leaving Benji’s. “Let me love you as more.”Benji swallowed, blinking several times as Paul reached up with his free hand and ran it over Benji’s short blonde-and-black leopard print hair. His hand found Benji’s ear and he ran his finger along the outside edge of it. A tingle went down Benji’s spine. “Paul,” he gasped, his eyes drawn toward the bass player’s hair. That hair…he wanted to tangle his fingers in it and never let go. So he did just that. He reached up and grabbed onto Paul’s hair, close to the scalp and pulled him to him, their lips immediately finding each other. Paul relaxed his arm and fell down into Benji’s lap softly. Paul bit down softly on Benji’s lower lip and Benji admitted he liked that. Then he started biting harder. Eventually he drew blood. “Ow, what the hell,” he muttered, stopping the kiss.“Sorry,” Paul apologized, not meaning it at all. He licked Benji’s blood off his own lips. He shifted in the chair so that he was face to face with the other man.“You know, it’s kinda funny you would say you love me like a brother…” Benji whispered, nibbling on Paul’s ear as his hand found its way to Paul’s fly.“Why is that?” Paul asked, lightly pinching Benji’s protruding nipples.“Because I love him like a brother and more,” Joel said, standing in the doorway. Both Benji and Paul jumped in surprise.“Joel, how long have you been standing there?” Benji asked. Paul could feel Benji’s erection pushing into his backside. Joel walked into the room, halfway closing the door behind him. “Let me guess… Long enough.” Joel grinned, removing his hat and revealing a head of extremely messy hair. “I was just about to tell Paul, about, you know.”“Us?” Joel said, and Paul could tell by the way he said that one word that there was something besides brotherly love between the twins. Joel walked around behind the chair and put his hands on Benji’s shoulders, placing a soft kiss on his twin’s lips when Benji tipped his head back. “I guess you and Paul are busy right now,” Joel said, stating the obvious.“Don’t go, Joel,” Paul pleaded, halfway raising himself from Benji’s lap. Joel squinted his eyes at Paul, then smirked. “Joel…I need this. I need both of you. Now.”“Isn’t he forceful?” Benji sighed, nuzzling up to Paul’s neck. “God, I love it when you take charge.” Paul did then jump up out of chair, pulling Benji to his feet. He grabbed Joel’s hand as well. “Where we going, Paulie?” Benji asked, his cock aching. He had been hoping Paul would’ve allowed him to release, but he would have to wait a bit longer. “How was the movie, Joel?” Benji asked as Paul headed for the bedroom. He made it clear he wanted the other two to follow him.“We left halfway through. It sucked…hard.”“Like me?” Benji joked, winking. Joel wrapped an arm around his twin and pulled him in for a kiss. Benji could tell from the taste on his lips and his tongue that Joel had gone to a bar after he’d left the movie. They’d only made it halfway across the bedroom before they started groping each other as Paul sat on the edge of the bed, watching them, stroking himself. He couldn’t take it anymore. He stood and walked over to them, falling down on his knees next to Benji. “How hard do you suck?” Benji giggled, as Joel started to make yet another hickey on his neck.“Pull down your pants and I’ll show you,” Paul said, licking his lips. Benji did as he was told. Paul immediately took most of Benji’s length into his mouth and Benji’s head rolled back in ecstasy. Joel continued his work, slowly walking around Benji until he stood directly behind him. Paul had shifted on his knees so that he was directly in front of Benji. He could tell Benji was nearing his peak. He raked his teeth up the shaft once before standing himself and removing his pants and underwear. Standing on his tiptoes, he lowered himself onto Benji’s hard member, allowing himself to adjust to the size of it. He put a hand against the wall to support himself. He felt Benji’s fingernails scratching lines down his back.Joel pushed into Benji and Benji pushed deeper into Paul. He moaned as Benji made contact with his prostate. Benji now had his hands in Paul’s hair again, and he tugged back and Joel started pushing in and pulling out of him. Paul caught onto their rhythm and pushed back against Benji as Joel pushed into him. “Joel, get your ass up here,” Paul groaned. After only a moment’s hesitation, Joel did as he was told. He pulled out of Benji and fell to his knees in front of Paul, watching the sweat trickle down his face and down the neck of his shirt from his position on the floor. “Smile like a doughnut for me, Joel.”It took Joel a minute to catch onto what he was saying. Then he voraciously latched onto Paul’s erection, his tongue swirling, his head bobbing up and down. Paul was halfway to the floor now, his legs without the strength to keep him on his feet. Benji was still loving him from behind, his teeth biting down on Paul’s shoulder. Everything hurt so much, but it felt so very good. Joel swallowed as Paul came in his mouth, his throat muscles contracting as Paul almost pulled the hair from his scalp. Benji came inside of Paul half a minute later and the three of them, sweaty and exhausted, fell to the floor in a heap.“That was all right,” Paul said, finally breaking the silence. “Could’ve been better.” He rolled over and kissed Benji once on the lips, then Joel.“That’s it? We’re done?” Benji asked, upset. He had been wanting so much more from Paul.“I’m only halfway done. Which rooms are Chris and Billy staying in?”
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