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  Benjamin "Benji" Windsor Twenty-Six Bartender Fuck Me Fuck You

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braydenwalker​:

There was something about the way Benji touched him that had Brayden’s vision going blurry.  He let out a low moan and let his head fall backwards as the other man sucked at him and used his hands to pleasure him at the same time. “Fuck…”  A hand went to grab at Benji’s hair, pulling his head a little closer to his cock.  “Put it in your mouth.”  Brayden’s voice was a low growl as he spoke the order to Benji.  His body was getting hotter and hotter by the minute and he was craving more every passing second. Brayden’s arms went behind his back and he leaned back on them, biting his bottom lip as a little whine escaped him.  “Now.”

There it was. Benji loved little more than to hear others wanting him, but when Brayden grabbed his hair, he was reminded of how much he loved feeling when others wanted him. Brayden wanted to be assertive? Okay, he thought, taking the mental note. He was craving Brayden’s cock now. Leading with his tongue, Benji licked the base of the other’s cock, gradually pushing up until the tip of his tongue met the head of Brayden’s cock. Using a hand, he continued to jerk Brayden off, licking up and swallowing every ounce of precum he could. He then decided it was time for Brayden’s dick to be better acquainted with his mouth. Tongue leading the way, Benji carefully took in the other’s heated member. Starting at the head, he continued to jerk off the base of the firefighter’s cock as he sucked deeper and deeper. Finally, he decided to let go with his hand as he moved to deepthroat the other, not satisfied until he felt the cock hit the back of his throat.

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jack--valentine​:

Jack squinted “Hot? maybe. Stupid? definitely” He said with a light laugh before nodding, pointing to the empty glass in front of him “Uh, yeah, I’ll have a rum and coke?” He asked before pausing, “So how much do you judge people by what they order?”

“Hot and stupid.” He repeated. “I should start a class on branding.” He grabbed the glass, turning over to the bar to grab the bottle of rum. “You know what, Jack. I actually have a story about that.” As the night begins to settle in, Benji is distracted for at least another hour as he and Jack chat at the bar.

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ecloments​:

‘Vodka is always the perfect compliment; doesn’t make it a good one, though.” She counters him, winking as she finishes the rest of her tea. Nora turns on the sink and runs the water over the mug, laughing to herself. If Benji is nothing else, he is funny. “While I don’t disagree, there should be some air of mystery surrounding you. If you give too much of yourself, then what makes you special? Then there isn’t anything left to give.” She shrugs, her hands falling to her hips, resting back against the counter again. “Want to smoke?” She asks, on her tip toes reaching atop the fridge, fishing for the pack she keeps there. 

“Vodka’s just like me. Hard to swallow, always fun, but it’s rarely good for you.” He gestures with his mug as he talks. Listening to him, you could almost swear he’s the most self-assured person you’ve ever heard. He considers Nora’s question, there. It’s an interesting one that Benji has thought through time and time again. “That’s the problem with people. I think, anyways. I feel like so many people go through life feeling like they have to conserve themselves for the right one. Their bodies, hopes, dreams, everything. But what’s really the point of all that? You never really know, anyways. Me? My heart’s public property. I want to experience as many people and fall in love as many times as possible before I die. I’m not running out of myself to give. Not as long as somebody else is willing to— receive.” He can’t help but laugh at his own pun at the end, throwing in a wink. Even when he’s somewhat philosophical, he has to accent himself with that classic Benji-ism. He shakes his head at the pack, instead settling his mug down and presses a kiss to her temple in return for the gesture. “No thanks. Smoking’s one of the few things I do in moderation. Well, like, nicotine smoking anyways.”

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jamiexmills​:

“Really? You think I’m straight?” he didn’t much believe in labels, never really had. He didn’t see any point in changing that now, he was happy in his own skin. Besides, he wasn’t sure it really mattered anymore anyway. He couldn’t pull someone into the life he was living, wouldn’t be fair. Just easier to focus on that point then the others. Well the cats could go either way, but whilst he didn’t smoke weed, he couldn’t exactly pretend he wasn’t where he was because of drugs.

Benji blinked. “Straight?” It was a word that practically didn’t exist in his vernacular. “When did I say that? I just said you didn’t value dick as much as I do.” He shifted, leaning back on his elbows. “Otherwise, you would have got all hot and bothered by how passionate I am on that topic.” He threw Jamie a wink. There he was. Completely back to his safe and normal self.

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paloma-espadas​:

Paloma saw her opportunity and took it, mostly because she was bored and the guy that she followed out to the balcony at Tingle was good looking. She purposefully bumped into him, but he didn’t have to know that as she played it off innocently, and it seemed to have worked because he asked if she wanted a cigarette from the pack she’d caused him to drop. “No thanks, need to keep these teeth white so the lads and lassies are still willing to kiss me. Maybe it’s my way of getting you to ask for my name? It’s Paloma, by the way.” 

“I thought that’s what fluoride and Crest white strips were for.” He offered the other a grin. If nothing else, he held true to his brand. He was all smiles. Besides, how could he not be? His first thought upon looking at Paloma was simply, wow. “I’m not smart enough to pull off that strategy. I figured I’d just call you beautiful and keep it at that.”  He offered his free hand. “Benji, by the way.”

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It wasn’t like Brayden to let anyone else take charge in the bedroom.  He’d always been a little more dominant than his partners so Benji’s aggressiveness was a new challenge.  He watched as the cat bolted from the room and couldn’t help but chuckle, making a mental note to try and pet that cat later when this was over.  He watched Benji taking a hit from the vape and shook his head.  “No, I’m all good.”  The last thing Brayden needed in his life was to let himself partake in any kind of drugs again.  He’d destroyed his life once and he knew his limits now.

Brayden leaned back on the pillows, opening his legs and reaching a hand between them to stroke himself as he watched Benji across the room tugging on his own length.  He really did have a gorgeous body and Brayden was enjoying the view.  “I can handle you just fine.  You think you’re the first hot bartender I’ve screwed?”  He smirked and held up a finer, beckoning him with a ‘come here’ motion.  “I have news for you sweetheart, I don’t know if you’re ready for me.”

Benji nodded neutrally at Brayden’s rejection of the offer. He learned to tread carefully as he never wanted to shame somebody for turning down drugs, but he always made it a point to share. Instead, he took another puff before setting the pen down. Benji couldn’t help but close his eyes for a second and enjoy the feeling kicked in. Suddenly, everything seemed more sensitive. Everything seemed so vibrant. Opening his eyes, he strolled confidently over to Brayden on the bed. “Cute. Well, I’ll be the best bartender you’ll fuck.”

He swiftly dropped to his knees and grabbed Brayden by the ankles, pulling him closer until the other’s feet were firmly planted on the ground. “You don’t?” The bartender leaned in, his palm reuniting with Brayden’s cock as he grasped it, replacing the other’s hand. He began to tug on it again, pressing kisses on Brayden’s knee, then moving up to his thighs. “Only one way to find out.” His face moved closer to Brayden’s crotch and he began to lick the other’s balls, engulfing one in his mouth as he jerked the firefighter off faster and faster. Benji savored every second of the foreplay. The only thing he cared about at this moment in time was preparing Brayden. He wanted to pleasure the other until he was begging Benji to fuck.

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Benji was attentive and Brayden liked that.  He knew what he wanted and he knew that Benji was going to be willing to give him whatever that was.  It was clear the other man wanted him just as badly.  He could feel it when their bodies were pressed together, the denim against his legs not doing much to mask the throbbing underneath them.  Brayden palmed at his crotch through his jeans, reluctantly being pulled away as the other man led him into his bedroom.

He had to admit that the way Benji was holding his hand was almost more intimate than the way he’d been touching his cock.  The softness of the way his thumb caressed Brayden’s hand spoke more about Benji than his words or his aggressive actions did to him. Standing in front of Benji as he practically tore the clothes from his body left Brayden to admire everything he was about to enjoy and he slipped out of his own boxer briefs as well.  “Wow, shut up.” He laughed and shoved Benji onto the bed on his back, slowly crawling on top of him. His large hand wrapped around Benji’s erection and stroked him slowly.  “You thought I was gonna let you fuck me with this huge thing?”  He smirked and pressed a kiss into Benji’s neck.  “No.  You’re gonna take me instead.”

“You know what’s the best way to make me shut up—” The answer would have to wait. Instead, Benji found himself back on the bed, the firefighter over him. When Brayden’s hands grabbed Benji’s cock, the bartender couldn’t help himself. He started thrusting his hips upwards, fucking himself in Brayden’s hands. It was practically instinctual for him. “You think you can handle fucking me?”

Benji was quick then, grappling the other as he slid out of reach, jumping off the bed. “Okay. But only because even my dick has to take a break from all the fucking.” He tossed a wink at Brayden, still on the bed. Startled by all the commotion, the white blur from before bolted from under the bed and out to the bedroom. “There she goes.” Benji muttered, spinning around to close his bedroom door. Grabbing his own dick, he gave himself a couple of tugs with one hand as he picked up a small vape pen from his dresser, giving it a long drag. He held it up so Brayden could see. “Weed. Want a hit?” He asked, a mischievous smile draped across his face.

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braydenwalker​:

His heart was racing in his chest as Benji’s lips finally found his own.  It had been way too long since anyone had shown Brayden affection.  He was getting used to being alone, but a little physical contact was exactly what he needed to stay sane enough to keep everything together.  He couldn’t feed his addictions the same way he used to, so he was finding other ways now, and Benji just might be his newest one.  

He kissed him back, hands finding Benji’s waist as he did, the temperature in the room seeming to skyrocket. Strong hands were on his body, working his pants open and finally touching him.  Brayden had been waiting all night for this and he groaned as he felt Benji’s hand tugging at his length.  “You already know how much I want it.  You can feel how much I want it.” His words were littered with little moans and breathy sighs as lips and hands tortured him.  “So quit teasing me.”

Satisfied with the admission, Benji sneered against Brayden’s skin. He quickly placed another kiss on that spot before speaking again. “I like to hear it too, babe. I’m greedy like that.” He gave Brayden’s cock a tight squeeze when he said it, followed by a slow pull. He felt more and more smug as the other’s member grew in his hand. It was harder now, hotter now. That’s what he wanted. Hard and hot. 

Benji let go of the back of Brayden’s neck. Instead, the his right arm snaked around the other’s waist, and Benji pressed his body tightly to the other’s. He did it all while keeping a locked grip on Brayden’s cock, tugging on it slower and slower as his thumb circled the head. Benji wanted Brayden to feel every inch of his exposed chest on the other. Benji wanted Brayden to feel his own cock, hard and throbbing through his rough jeans on the other’s crotch. After a moment, Benji managed to wrestle himself off the firefighter, but not before placing a light peck on Brayden’s lips. “Let’s fuck in my room first.” It took serious willpower for Benji to release the firefighter’s cock, but he pulled his hand back up. He knew he didn’t have to wait long for a reunion. Instead, he jerked his head over to the open door and reached for Brayden’s hand now, pulling the other inside.

Like the living room, the bedroom was a dark obsidian. Golden stars in the shape of spheres dotted the walls as an accent, depicting numerous constellations. Benji’s thumb ran circles over the back of Brayden’s hand as he held it for a second. These fleeting moments showed a softer side to Benji. Thoughtful, intentional, and caring; a calm before the storm. The bartender looked back, his eyes meeting the firefighter’s and he dropped his hand then. Benji quickly undid his belt in a single motion before dropping his jeans. His stiff cock poked out of his boxer briefs, slightly dripping precum. Benji looked down at it, smiling. He was goofy again. It was hard to predict how he reacted now. From confident, to caring, to goofy. How would he react next? How quickly would he change? “Is it everything you dreamed of?” He laughed at that and moved to take off the boxer briefs, fully exposing himself to Brayden. “So. You want to fuck me, or am I fucking you?”

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orion--boyd​:

He looked around to make sure they hadn’t become a spectacle. Maybe if he was in drag, he wouldn’t care. He’d be clapping and egging Benji on. “You really want to come over and help build a chicken coop with me?” He laughed, shaking his head. “I didn’t say you’re performing with me! I know you’ll try to steal the spotlight from me. Dancing around half naked. I don’t even do that… usually.” He grinned.

“Of course! It’ll give us time to talk about the number we’re gonna do.” Benji leaned in closer, nodding his head as a response to Orion shaking his. “No fucking way. I can’t outshine you! Even if I’m the biggest hottie in Edens. If anybody is giving the basic white twunk more attention than the fucking drag queen, the poppers have already rotted their brains.”

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braydenwalker​:

“Well it’s easy to stick to me.”  Brayden smiled and watched the cat as it spun circles around him before hopping back up on the couch to Benji.  He knew he was easy to like and get along with, Brayden never seemed to have trouble making friends so he wasn’t worried about this night ruining any future friendship they could have. “So I’m not worried about my friendship with Phantom staying strong.”

Eyes locked on Benji as his hand grabbed the back of his neck.  He bit his bottom lip as the other spoke and Brayden found himself grinning.  He leaned forward a little and pressed his lips to Benji’s neck, trailing them up to his ear before whispering, “Then show me.”

“Patience.” Ironically, Benji had little. When it came to sex, however, he was a little wiser. These were the moments he truly appreciated, after all. As his fingers slid down Brayden’s chest, they found themselves at the head of the other’s trousers. With his right hand, Benji held the back of Brayden’s head firmly as he leaned in. His lips were like magnets seeking Brayden’s, but he wasted no time in deepening the kiss with his tongue. He moved fast, deliberately, and surprisingly skillfully. While it was well documented that Benji was the opposite of graceful, when it came to sex, he could certainly raise some doubt about it. After all, Benji genuinely felt like it was one of the few things he was truly good at.

Benji’s left hand worked at undoing Brayden’s belt, carelessly tossing them aside. The bartender’s lips served as a blatant distraction so that his left hand could slip down Brayden’s pants now, taking a firm grip on his cock. Benji gave it a few slow tugs before breaking their kiss. He looked excited now, his lips tracking their way down and across Brayden’s jaw, planting short kisses as he moved along. “Tell me how much you want it.”

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braydenwalker​:

His place was nice, Brayden had to admit.  He didn’t really peg Benji as someone to have any kind of real aesthetic going so he was a little surprised.  His eyes lit up when he saw the cat and he immediately bent down to pet the little black animal.  “Well hello new friend.”  He said to the cat, barely evening noticing that Benji was undressing in front of him.  He ran a hand down the cat’s spine and grinned happily.  “I hope you know that Phantom and I are now friends so you are stuck with me now.”  

Brayden lifted his head to see Benji shirtless and smiled as he stood up.  He took a step towards the man and put strong hands on his shoulders.  “This is more like it.”  He lifted a hand to Benji’s cheek and ran his thumb over the scruff there slowly before reaching down to lift his own shirt over his head and drop it on the floor beside him.

The bartender softened with how Brayden interacted with his cat. It wasn’t a huge feat to win over Phantom. He was basically like a dog in cat’s clothing. Still, Benji couldn’t help but bear an affinity to anyone who showed love to his fur son. “It’s a little hard to stick to me.” Benji admitted, a little too honestly and turned his attention to Phantom, who mewed louder and started running circles around Brayden before jumping on the couch and turning to Benji. He scratched the cat under the chin as it tried to rub its temple against his knuckles.

The cat darted when Brayden stepped closer, touching Benji’s cheek. That was it. The way to Benji’s heart was physical attention. It really was that simple. Finding a new energy, Benji leaped over the couch, his hand clasping the back of Brayden’s neck. “You haven’t even seen the best part.” The way he said it was so cocky, more arrogant than even his default. His other hand slowly trailed down the firefighter’s chest, fingers intentionally skiing through each distinct curve of muscle. 

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itssaintben​:

location: Amber Valley who: open — @edtstarter​

Calls hadn’t come in all day. The local fire department was awfully quiet and all of the crew were starting to get antsy, including Ben. There was only so much they could do for busywork at the station and Captain Valentine had started delegating jobs like dusting in between the air vents, so when the alarms went off nearly everyone jumped off their seats to make their way out as quickly as possible.

Edens was a small town so it only took about four minutes to get to the scene in Amber Valley. Ben made his way out and looked up. They were in a cul de sac and there was only one person there in need of help, even though there were several onlookers with their phones out and recording. “How does anyone get stuck so high up in a tree… upside down?” He sighed.

“Well, normally—” Benji started, exclaiming down to Ben as he hung upside down from the tree. Both of his legs were hugging a large branch, and both of his feet were firmly tied together, the thick rope expertly knotted to the branch. “I like to just get normal high. But I’ll give you the rundown when you cut me down, hot stuff.” Even when he was at the mercy of a tree and a gaggle of onlookers, Benji couldn’t help but to play it up. Tossing waves and winks to the recording audience every now and again.

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orion--boyd​:

Orion nodded. “Not from my own hands, but I’m in the process of building a chicken coop so I’m being extra careful with all the wood. But I’ve had to help remove huge splinters from other people while on the job.” He picked up his drink, about to take a sip before realizing Benji was about to actually do it. “W-Wait! Hey!” He laughed, face going red as he held out his hands. “I was joking! I know you’re hot, now put your shirt back on!” He looked around nervously, his laugh sheepish as he shifted in his seat. “You’re such an idiot!” He kept laughing.

“Oh!” Benji exclaimed at the thought. “You should get me to help you. I love chickens. And not just for dinner. Plus, you can remove all the splinters I end up getting with your doctor brain. It’s a win-win.” Flashing the other a slicker version of his usual smile, he nodded firmly. “Thank you. Jeez, the things I have to do to get attention nowadays...” He jokingly muttered as he managed to dress himself back up. “Yeah, but I’m gonna be an idiot in your next number.”

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yvessainttyler​:

This guy gives Hollis a really bad taste in her mouth, and she isn’t going to let him come out the trophy winner of this exchange. Sure, he may be clever with his words, but Hollis graduated cum laude (it should’ve been magna, but she had one bitch physics professor) and she can use his words right back at him. “I take it that since you’re a self-professed bad team player that your bedroom trophy plays were performed a little one-sided?”

Benji did his best to hold back a groan. He was face to face with his worst nightmare. Somebody he perceived as taking themselves too serious. Benji and serious mixed as well as oil and water. Maybe worse. Growing up in private schools, however, had prepared him well, he thought. The best way to combat seriousness was with ridiculousness, and Benji was no stranger to playing dumb. “Hm?” Was what he managed instead of the groan, considering Hollis. “Are you talking about jerking off? Yeah, I’m not too good there. I prefer blowies.”

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jamiexmills​:

It was a different side of the man, a far more interesting one if he was honest. “Not really. Love for a world that was fair and we all got our basic rights. Yeah, excess of money does ruin everything, that I won’t argue about. But money itself, for those who need it… it’s a lifesaver” that he knew too well. An ideal world sounded nice, but he had been taught that life wasn’t ideal, it was a shit hole, and he was stuck in it. “Who am I to talk, I live in Kings Park” but that was to protect his daughter, everything was to protect her. “You know, you are far hotter when you’re passionate about something”.

Benji didn’t feel like the other got where he was coming from. Excess wasn’t the issue, he thought. Just a symptom. However, there was something about being serious and looking reality in the face that bothered him. It was one of the few things that truly made him uncomfortable. Instead, he popped his grin a little wider. “I’m passionate about plenty. You just don’t value dick, my cats and weed as much as I do.”

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valcntinagarcia​:

                       VALENTINA couldn’t hold back her laugh, shaking her head softly at his words, “All that cough medicine just made me high,” Val answered, biting back a smile. “But if petty theft is the look you wanna be goin’ for, then sure thing,” She continued, ignoring the irony that went through her own mind at the mention of legality. Then again, that was something she’d continue to hold close to her own chest, another laugh spilling from her lips as he added to the list, “By a shark? You got some fucked up thoughts going on in that head of yours,” Val added, shaking her head softly. She was quiet at his answer, arching an eyebrow, “You know– that didn’t even answer my question at all.”

“...And? I get high every time I’m sick. Great way to pass the time.” Benji shook his head. “The look I’m going for is casual bad boy. Rate my aesthetic.” He adjusted his plain black T-shirt, tossing her a wink.  He was always goofy, but goofier still when it came to Valentina. “You don’t think sharks are a cool way to die from? It’s like I’m the damsel in a James Bond movie and the villain threw me in their shark tank. Imagine how tight the gravestone would be.” The bartender simply shrugged, he wasn’t one for playing it cool “Got lost in your beauty again. What was the question?”

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emmivalentine​:

“Oh, I love that!” Emmi beamed with that little giggle that most people associated with her. She was just glad that she wouldn’t have to be warding herself off any ghostly possessions. Benji was fun, she liked him the moment that they’d met, and even when he threatened to terrify her she still couldn’t help but smile. She knew he had that effect on people, she didn’t know not one person who didn’t like him. She laughed again because she did like things like that. Her body bounced up and smacked down thanks to the seat belt that trapped her in when he hit a curb. Her hands shot out to hold on to whatever she could find as the sudden turns continued before they were driving in between the lines again. “I feel like I would be blushing at that comment if I wasn’t suddenly afraid for my life!” She was staring at him with doe eyes. “I can’t believe you passed your driver’s test.” A pause. “You do have your license, right?”

Emmi never failed to make Benji smile. Granted, that wasn’t much of a feat in itself, but the other was particularly good at it. “Good. See, last week I was at Taco Bell, this guy just left his food out in the open. I figured, hey, this would make for a great picnic for me and Emmi.” He bit down on his lip. His teasing was particularly pronounced with Emmi. Was he joking or not? Only time could tell. “Wait, you have to take a test to drive one of these things?”