Lexie decides to explore his sexuality with his homies. Join him on his adventure to become Homiesexual.
Kai and Toby have been gone for awhile, Lexie ponders, standing up from his seat. He was hoping a night out with his mates would help him get over the One That Got Away. Or she didn’t get away, she just demoted him to a friend from friends-who-fuck because she noticed the strings forming in their no-strings-attached arrangement.
It was fine. He still loved her as a friend first, and respected her sexuality. Sure, he took it personally for a second, but then he realised, it’s not about him. The two agreed to take some time apart for Lexie to get over his crush so they could be friends properly this time, without the sex. It wasn’t until she’d skipped out of his daily life that he realised how much of his time she’d taken up since he graduated.
So here he was, at his brother’s bar, abandoned by the friends who were meant to be keeping him company. Sighing, he makes his way to the bathroom. Maybe washing his face will clear his mind of the negative thoughts.
“Uh~”
A moan echoes through the room as he slips through the door. Oh fuck, he curses, taking a step to leave when a voice stops him.
“Come on, principessa,” the man says, voice low, “I can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me.”
Is that…Toby?
“Cum—” the other voice chokes out, sound being cut off by a high-pitched whine as the sound of skin-on-skin gets louder. “Pleasepleaseplease, want to cum, want you to wreck me, please.”
Blood rushes to Lexie’s cock. He’s never…reacted this way to men before. It wasn’t a problem, simply a new development. Well, maybe it was a problem when the people that were making his cock throb were his best mates. Fuck, how am I going to face them after this?
“How do you want it, baby?”, Toby responds, barely audible over the muffled sobs coming from Kai.
“Hard, sir. Fuck me hard.”
Sir? That got Lexie twitching. He palmed at his crotch, rubbing himself through his jeans.
A hum sounds from the stall. “Okay, princess, you’re going to be a good little whore and keep your hands right here,” the stall door shakes with a loud smack as Lexie notices Kai’s feet being spread apart under the stall. He could picture it so clearly, picture how Kai’s bent forward, only keeping himself up with his hands as Toby slams into him. His cock leaks at the thought.
“Yes, sir, I’ll be good, please~”, Kai whines.
“That’s what I like to hear. Hold on tight, Loverboy.”
And with that, Toby starts thrusting again. It’s loud and fast, a jackhammer of slapping skin and choked sobs. Holy shit, Lexie thinks, leaning against the door to the bathroom to make sure no one entered and found him with his hands slipping into his pants. His leaking cock twitches the second he wraps his hand around himself, mimicking the rhythm Toby sets as he strokes his length.
“Yesyesyesyesyesyes~”, Kai cries as the stall door shakes, voice shaking with each slam of Toby’s hips. “Please.”
“Please what, baby?”, Toby groans, words thick in the air. Kai chokes out another moan. A slap echoes through the room. “Tell me.”
“Ahh~, please let me cum, please sir, I’m so close,” Kai sings, words slurring together. Please, Lexie agrees, feeling the coil in the pit of his stomach tightening. He lifts his other hand, covering the tip of his length. “Please Toby, sir, I want to cum, I want to—”
“Cum for me, principessa,” Toby moans, “show me what a good boy you are.”
Lexie tenses, releasing into his hand at the praise. The praise that wasn’t directed at him. At the thought of Kai’s cock in his mouth as Toby slams into his boyfriend, at being used to get his best friend off. At being a good boy.
Tremors run through his spine as he milks himself dry, listening as Kai continues to whine and cry. The thrusting doesn’t stop, it’s relentless. Kai doesn’t complain—of course he doesn’t, he’s the good boy here—simply taking all Toby gives him.
“I’m going to fill this pretty hole,” Toby grunts. All he gets in response is a desperate sob. “You’re doing so good, princess, such a good whore for me.”
“For you,” Kai pants in agreement as Toby’s moans join Kai’s, pounding into his lover until he cries out. A moment later, the sound is muffled as Kai whines loudly. Lexie wants to know, needs to know where Toby’s mouth is, how he silences himself. “My love…”
“Fuck,” Toby curses, panting. There’s some shuffling behind the stall door and then soft laughter. Lexie can make out a few whispers, ones he’s more used to from the two. Words of adoration, the sound of sweet kisses and giggles. It makes shame burn down his shaky spine. What the fuck did I just do?
Looking down at his hand, coated in the evidence of the awful person he was, he flinches, moving to grab a hand-towel as silently as he can. When he hears the pair getting dressed, he slips inside one of the free stalls, disposing of the towel and sitting down on the toilet. He had to wait for them to leave or they’d know. They’d know and they’d hate him.
Fuck, what do I do?, he wonders, placing his head against his closed fists. There was so much to think about. Did he like men? Did he only like these two men? He knew he liked women, that wasn’t up for debate but…is it just sexual with men? So many things to consider, and the only reference he has is listening to his friend’s banging. And holy shit, the kink talk? That opened a door he didn’t even know how to enter.
“I love you so much,” Toby whispers over the sounds of a zipper and belt being done up. The echoes of a kiss follow the confession.
“I love you too, beautiful. So much.”
Lexie sighs silently. Guess he’d have to figure this out on his own. It’s not like his friends would want to help him explore his sexuality when they’re so sickeningly in love.
Or would they…
Part two coming soon!