Third POV
Ethan was coming back from a meeting that he went to alone, Grayson and Nolan said they wanted to go to the store and pick up some things for a couple videos they needed to record, it wasn't that serious of a meeting, just some final checks on some merch and he could leave
Shutting the door to his car as he locks it, walking up to the front door, a box was sat at the doorstep covered in tape sealing the ends together
Inspecting the box there was no sticker with an address or card or anything, just six blank surfaces
Taking the box inside and setting it on the kitchen counter, grabbing a knife and cutting along the tape that sealed the top of the box, beneath the four flaps was a mound of packing peanuts
Digging around his hand grazed a cold smooth surface, grabbing ahold of the thing he pulls it out and gapes at the lavender cylinder, looking down in the hole left from what he'd just picked up laid a small card and a remote
-Use your fingers first, and don't forget the lube
A blush smears across Ethan's cheeks, reddening at the thought of actually using this thing, well he wasn't, why would he want something so, well anything back there
Ethan takes the remote, two buttons, red and green, assuming it meant off and on, and another simple as black, pressing down he jolts when the counter clatters
Subtle thumps come from the lavender rod, the ball at the end stays put as the rest following jumps around, circling slowly
He presses it again thinking it would stop when it goes faster, once more and even faster, another and it stops, taking a breath he goes for the box to throw everything away, and there goes a thump, seconds pass and another, continuously thumping the counter with seconds to spare wedged between them
Again and the seconds between thumps get smaller, another and everything stops, Ethan stays silent awaiting another jump or flop or whatever, nothing
His hearts pumping with fright thinking what the hell was that, with shaky hands he wraps his fingers around the ball end, pressing the button once again as his hand vibrates lightly, it almost tickles
He turns taking steps to the stairs, is he really going to consider this, he's heard it feels good for everyone, like the vagina to the man, he does want to try it, he is
Running the last couple steps and dashes into his room, closing the door as he strips off his clothes in a rush, the two items laid on the bed, waiting for him as Ethan jumps on the bed, stops as he breaths for a sec, use your fingers first, the card told him, don't forget the lube, he scrambles through his drawer, nothing, did he use it all already?
Running to his bathroom he grabs the lotion, setting it beside him as he lays down, taking some squirts as he rubs them over a couple fingers
He sets his head back, taking a deep breath he lifts his legs into the air, his elbows come up to hold the backs of his knees, his hand comes down, touches the taut rings of muscle, he gasps at the cold
Rubs around the opening, warming up his fingers as his eyes close, pushing in just the tip and his jaw clenches, going by some and the second knuckle is in, he moves in circles, his slippery walls getting grazed by himself
Pushing in further as he releases a breath and a broken whimper, his right leg lurches forward at the intrusion, his prostate gets pushed, pressure gets applied and just barely, not enough, his finger barely reaches his g-spot and he craves for the connection
Pulling out his finger, his hole gapes open and wraps in on itself, clenched
Squirts some more lotion and jerks the toy from tip to the end of the ball handle
Coming back the small beginning was smaller than his finger, not bad, it slipped in, it grew the further he went, stretching beyond his fingers girth, halfway through and his teeth grit, tongue wadded to the roof of his mouth, heart burned
He kept pushing until the ball stopped any more pushing, he feels it jabbing his special spot, he wants to so badly go further, to pull and push until he cries out, but he doesn't think he can get the end any further, his finger slips down, spreading a cheek out as another pushes the ball in, his hand can't do it alone and needs help from another force, halfway and he jabs the finger and his voice breaks from the moan his throat erupts, just like he will soon
He stays like that, it's not enough, it's just sitting there and he can barely reach the end that sticks out of his ass, so fatigued and out of reach, he turns his head and there lies the matching lavender remote, waiting like it knew, patient
He grabs the remote and jams the black button down, his whole body moves, back arches as his head pushes back into the pillow, groaning as his toes curl around the sheets, pressing again and it goes further, jaw hangs open as he begs for air, again and he can't keep his eyes open, he's so close, so ready
He presses the button once more and relaxes his hands as he pulls and tugs at his hair, body squirming with pulses, every few seconds another, and another
One last time and it comes faster, his release is close he can't taste it, drool dribbles off the side of his mouth, stains the pillow with spit
He moans more and more as his ever so hard on pulses just like his intruder, he can't stop yelling, panting and rubbing his hands over his body, the ache of release
"Ethan, Ethan are you ok!"
"Ahh!" Ethan's pure white streams out in six shots, blobs of cum cover Ethan's chest and belly, a small bit sits on his chin
He pants and eyes barely stay open as Nolan and Grayson stand at the door with faces of surprise, "I didn't think you'd actually use it" Grayson blurts out
He walks next to Ethan, combing a hand through his hair as Nolan kneels at the end of Ethan's perspirated body, thighs still shaking as every few seconds he quakes from the interval of pulsing within him
Nolan grabs the end of the lavender stick, two fingers and a thumb pull back as Ethan whines and turns, "shh, we're here" Grayson murmurs as he kisses the top of his sweaty head
Nolan tosses the slicked covered toy back and, "Gray you have to see this..."
Grayson leaves Ethan's side as he steps next to Nolan, lays his stomach on the end of the bed, knees on the floor, just like Nolan
"He's so pink..."
"It's so open, and ready"
"For us"
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