This is just pure filth... that said, enjoy ;)
It had been a joke at first. He'd pulled his phone out during a break in filming. Link wasn't used to being so close to Rhett anymore, especially not with limited crew to remind him to censor himself, it was nice to be honest.
He had found the closet open store and made a fast purchase. They had driven separately today so this worked in his favor. When filming wrapped they both agreed to head to the "creative" house to work on projects. Link had told Rhett he had to pick up something on his way there and that he would be a bit late.
Now sitting in the car driving to the house he has a death grip on the steering wheel. A discreet black sack sitting in the passenger seat with a single item sitting inside it. The closer he gets to the house the more he questions this idea. But before he can talk himself out of it completely he's in the driveway and Rhett is standing in the doorway drinking out of a mug.
Link's stomach does a pleased little flip at the sight. Sometimes he could convince himself this was real, that he came home every day to see that, that he alone got to see him so relaxed. But that wasn't their reality. Of course he loves his wife and the agreement allowed for moments like this, but the "what if..." still lives in his mind.
Grabbing the bag he gets out of the car and walks to greet the man with a smile. "When I holler for you come to the nap room." Without another word he makes his way inside.
The undressing process was faster than he'd wanted it to be. He had hoped to take longer so he could convince himself to not go through with it. Except the girls had given him their blessings to make a move a year ago and somehow Link was still putting it off. The whole being apart thing had only made him regret that more. So now he thinks maybe isn't the time to be a coward.
He's done this before, a familiar feeling of a soft quilt against naked skin as he lays on his back. In a weird twist of fate he was wearing a plug today. Something he had taken to enjoying wearing. Sliding it out gently he moans. No turning back now. He fumbles for the bag and pulls out the clear glass dildo and a small bottle of lube he had grabbed as an after thought.
Getting the toy coated enough to slide easily he flips onto his belly. Moving to all fours he brings it behind him and pushes it in slowly. A long, loud moan falls from his lips. Quickly he begins to fuck himself on it.
After a few long thrusts he gains courage. "Rhett!" He yells as loud as he can trying his best for it not to sound like a moan. Within seconds the door is opening and there's a deep intake of breath. He knows he must make quite the scene. Ass in the air, face smothered in the pillows, and a long dildo buried in his ass. He had purposefully faced himself twords the door.
"Link?" The word is a breathless question. One that sounds too close to being a full on moan. "What are you doing?" Rhett seems to add that for the sake of not focusing on Link moving the dildo in and out of himself with lazy movements. He smirks into the blanket and pushes up to look at Rhett over his shoulder. "Proving dildos can be fragile." With that he slowly pushes in deeper and let's the absolutely wreaked moan fall from him.
Rhett shifts his weight, eyes darkening into pools of lust, but staying in the doorway. They've never talked about it. This thing that seems to be between them. Link had brought it up to Christy, who brought it up to Jessie, then together they gave Link the blessing to move forward if Rhett wanted it. It's at this point panic starts to sink in. What if Rhett didn't want this. He certainly looked like he did.
"I need a verbal confirmation you are okay with this or else I'm gonna stop this little show and we'll pretend it never happened." He gives Rhett as stern of a look as someone with a dildo up their ass mid thrust can. Rhett's eyes drink in the sight a little longer before, "No, don't stop. I've waited for a year for you to do something, anything, I ain't letting you back out of this now Bo." His voice drops lower bringing out just a little more of his accent with his arousal.
Eyes snapping up to Rhett he takes in a breath. "You knew?" Confusion swims in his head. "Jessie gave me small details about half a month ago. She said one of us needed to do something before they locked us in a closet together." He laughs at that and walks over to sit on the bed. "Now how about we stop talking and see how much that dildo can handle?" Link moans out and nods frantically in agreement.