no better time than now
kinktober prompt: edgeplay | steddie + gareth | explicit
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When Gareth sees he has a snapchat video from Steve as he's walking out of his office to go to an all staff meeting, he doesn't think anything of it.
Why would he?
Steve's not the one who routinely sends him lewd or sometimes nude pictures of himself.
That would be Eddie - the menace who somehow conned Gareth into joining his harem of men.
That's a bit dramatic, but he thinks having a minimum of four paramours he's fucking is kind of excessive. But he digresses.
Steve is definitely the tamer one of the two, but that's not to say he isn't into all the same stuff as Eddie. Gareth sometimes joins in on their little romance, fucking himself on Steve's cock while Eddie looks on and tells him how fast to go. Or sometimes Eddie fucks Steve as Steve is sucking Gareth's dick, both of their eyes on him.
So he knows how Steve is separate from Eddie and he knows how they are together.
The point is, Steve sending him a video during the work day is usually some story about something Eddie did, so he doesn't think twice about opening it as he's walking down the hall, earbuds plugged into his phone already from a previous call, but not in his ears, the wires bunched up in his hand.
Gareth's face flushes red so fast his head spins and he immediately turns on his heel and walks directly back to his office, closing the door behind him.
Because he's looking at a video of Steve's mouth wrapped around Eddie's cock, his eyes all hazy with pleasure as he looks at the camera.
He presses a hand down on his cock, as if that'll stop it from getting hard as he watches the series of videos of Steve sucking Eddie off.
The last video ends with Steve pulling off Eddie's cock, a line of spit lingering between his mouth and the tip of Eddie's dick.
Gareth stands there with his back to the door, his hand pressing on his dick, wondering what he did in a past life to deserve this.
In the middle of a work day???????? he puts in the chat, waiting for a response.
His phone pings several times in a row as the next set of videos comes in.
He closes his eyes and debates just leaving his phone here in his office and walking to his meeting. It's what he should do.
He should leave and go to the meeting.
But the temptation is too strong. He opens his eyes and presses the purple square because he has no self control and he's already a little half-hard.
The video starts with the front facing camera on Eddie and he's saying something so Gareth quickly shoves his earbuds in his ears as he turns the volume up, walking over to his chair to sit down.
"Sorry, Gare. Steve has been so impatient this afternoon. We're working on his patience and he needs an audience for all his good work. Jeff and Grant got these too, so at least you're not alone," Eddie says, a twinkle in his eyes.
The sound of sucking in the background makes Gareth's jaw clench.
The camera flips around onto Steve, laying on his stomach on their bed, one hand on Eddie's dick, stroking it gently, as he sucks one of Eddie's balls into his mouth. His eyes are closed and he looks so fucking content slobbering all over Eddie's balls.
The video ends and Gareth feels lightheaded.
He opens up his text thread with Grant and Jeff and texts them if you plan on getting anything productive done today, do not open the snapchat videos from Steve.
From Jeff, he gets the message: too late 😔
Grant says thanks for the heads up. we can all watch it together on my phone later if you want?
Gareth texts them back: I am definitely taking you up on that Freak. And: Jeff, I cannot believe you saw it and let me open it at work.
It JUST happened. I'm also compromised here is Jeff's reply.
He's about to send something back when a slurry of pings and notifications tell him that Eddie's sent them more videos. Because it's obviously not Steve sending these videos. He's going to kill that man one day.
He opens up Slack and messages his boss that he's suddenly not feeling well and has to miss the meeting. The thumbs up on his message he receives is more than enough, so he gets up and locks his door.
He sits back down and opens up the snapchat video and the camera is still on Steve, who's back to sucking Eddie down his throat. With the noises in his ear - the loud slurps, Eddie's soft moans - it feels like he's there, almost. Like he's in the room with them, watching as Steve's gentle mouth on his cock pulls noises from Eddie's throat.
Eddie reaches down with the hand not holding the phone and taps Steve's hand on his hip. Steve pulls his mouth off him with a loud pop.
"What's the lesson here today, sweetheart?" Eddie asks.
Steve lets out a sigh and says, "That I can't always have your come when I want it."
Gareth has to clench his hand, his nails digging into the palm of his hand, so that he doesn't groan out loud at that.
"You're impatient," Eddie's voice says. "It's so much better when you work for it, right honey?"
Steve isn't glaring up at the camera like Gareth would be if Eddie used that condescending tone of voice with him - he's looking up reverently, even though Gareth can tell he's a little frustrated.
He types in the chat How long has it been? because Steve getting frustrated is a sign that it's probably been going on for far longer than Gareth would have the patience for.
The next video, Eddie tells Steve, "Gareth wants to know how long it's been."
Steve looks up and drags his mouth off Eddie's cock. He says, "It's been hours," with a whine.
Eddie laughs behind the camera. "It's been one hour tops."
Has Steve come? he asks them after the video ends.
"No, he hasn't come yet either. He's being so good today," Eddie says, stroking a hand through Steve's hair as he sucks hard on his dick, hollowing his cheeks. "He's just been between my legs, sucking me until I say stop and then biting me when he gets frustrated."
Eddie's voice is so fucking fond as he says that, laughing and petting Steve's hair.
Gareth can see the bite marks. Eddie's thighs are littered in red and purple marks from Steve's mouth on him.
"You wanna show him how nicely you ask for-" Eddie starts to ask and the video cuts off.
Gareth reaches down to adjust his dick in his pants.
The next video starts with Steve saying, "Can I bite you please?" with his mouth hovering above Eddie's thigh.
"Why do you wanna bite me?" Eddie asks.
"Because this is hard!" he says, annoyance seeping into his voice.
"It is hard, baby," Eddie says with a laugh, using his hand to tap tap tap his hard cock against Steve's cheek.
Steve pouts up at the camera.
Jesus fucking christ. They're ridiculous.
But Gareth is sweating, and his dick is straining against his slacks.
He can't jerk off at work.
He can't jerk off at work, right?
Everyone, the entire staff, is at the meeting in the conference room on the first floor, so it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to whip his cock out here and jerk off to this, would it?
There's the off chance that someone might leave the meeting to go to the bathroom, but would they venture up to the third floor for a bathroom break? He doesn't think so.
He weighs the options in his head as he waits for the next set of videos to come.
The worst scenario is that someone might hear him, but he's really good at being quiet - years of sharing a wall with the living room of his house and then years of sneaking off to the bathroom to jerk off in college with just the door separating him and his roommate has taught him how to be near silent when he comes.
He thinks he could do it.
He could watch and listen to what's probably the end of Eddie and Steve's "lesson" and jerk himself off slowly, like he's a part of it too, like the lesson in patience is for him too.
Fuck, that's probably part of the reason why Eddie sent it to him. He's also too impatient sometimes, and Eddie makes sure to punish him for it.
The next set of videos comes through and he unzips his pants, decision made, and gets his cock out. He grabs the box of tissues on his desk and slides it closer.
Eddie's hand is in Steve's hair as Steve sucks a mark into his thigh, biting and pulling the blood under his skin to the surface. Steve pulls back and presses a kiss to the new mark.
"Good boy. You wanna get on your knees and show your boys how good you are for me, not coming this entire time?"
Steve eagerly nods and pulls himself up between Eddie's legs, tucking his knees under him. His cock is hard and red and dripping.
He strokes it slowly, angling it up so Gareth can see the cock ring around the base of his cock.
Gareth thinks he needs one of those right about now. He strokes his cock as he watches Steve stroking himself, spreading the precome down his cock until his cock is shining with it.
He probably isn't going to last very long despite just starting, between the need that's coursing through his veins and the fact that he's doing this in his fucking office.
Steve shudders as he speeds up a little, the slide slick as he humps up into his hand a little. He fists his cock for another few moments before pulling his hand away. He's breathing heavily as his cock twitches and more precome drips from the tip.
Gareth's cock twitches in sympathy.
He gets back on his stomach between Eddie's thighs and Eddie says, "Open your mouth sweetheart."
Steve opens his mouth and Eddie's cock thrusts inside. The choking noise as he hits the back of Steve's throat is so loud, but the video cuts off a second later.
This is torture, seeing these little snippets and not having the real thing. He loves watching them together. He never really knew he was into voyeurism until meeting them. He didn't know he was into a lot of things before he met them actually.
And being so far away from them, seeing these videos that end abruptly, having them talking and moaning in his ears- it's not enough. He wishes he was with them right now - between them, watching them, anything.
He sets his phone on his desk and leans forward in his chair so he can see it and so that when he comes, he won't get any of it on his clothes. The chair mat beneath him is much easier to clean than his pants if he accidentally gets any on it.
Eddie's thrusting comes to a stop as Gareth opens the next video a minute later.
"You've been so good. Do you think you deserve it now?" Eddie asks and Steve nods slowly, pulling back to nuzzle into the crease of his hip. "I think so too. Go ahead, sweetheart."
Fuck. Gareth starts stroking himself faster, tightening his fist around the head of his cock on every stroke.
Steve sticks his tongue out and licks a stripe up Eddie's cock before sucking the head into his mouth. He uses his right hand to stroke Eddie's cock fast and tight, licking around the head, tonguing the frenulum.
"Fuck, Stevie," Eddie says, his voice strained. He thrusts up into his grip, and into the warmth of Steve's mouth.
Gareth grips himself tighter, knowing Eddie's going to come soon.
Steve takes his hand off Eddie cock and opens his mouth wider, relaxing his jaw as Eddie thrusts up into his mouth roughly again.
Gareth can hear the way Eddie's cock fucks into Steve's throat. Eddie's guttural moans are loud in his ear as he chases his orgasm in Steve's mouth.
Gareth speeds up his hand in time with Eddie's thrusts, his breathing getting heavier. He almost can't bite back the groan that forms in his throat when the video cuts off. His phone pings almost immediately with more videos, so he doesn't even have to slow his hand down before he's seeing them again.
Eddie continues to use Steve's throat like a fleshlight and Gareth's balls draw up as he watches on.
Eddie moans loudly as he comes, the first spurt probably going directly down Steve's throat. He pulls back and jerks himself through it, his come pulsing out over Steve's tongue, on his lips, on his chin.
Gareth shudders, looking at Steve's face, and he comes hard as Steve's tongue darts out to lap at the head of Eddie's cock, digging into the slit like he wants more. Another glob of come spurts out onto his tongue.
Gareth cups the head of his cock in one hand as he comes, stroking himself through it silently. He pants through it as the video ends, shivers running through him.
He leans forward and puts his head on his desk as he comes down.
He can't believe he just did that.
He picks up his phone and sends them a snapchat of his hand still coated in come, the text across the screen reading I hope you're fucking happy.
He cleans himself up, but still feels so dirty afterwards.
He's lucky he only has another couple hours of work and no more meetings today. There's no way he could sit in front of any of his coworkers and look them in the eye knowing that a wad of tissues coated in his come is sitting in his trash can, buried between random flyers.
He's also lucky his boss thinks he's sick, because that means she's probably not going to be beating down his door after the meeting ends. He opens the window in his office to air it out
He gets a snap back from Eddie a couple minutes later, a picture this time.
It's Steve, on his back, come streaked up his chest, coating his chest hair. He looks so fucking blissed out, his cheeks red as he smiles at the camera. Gareth's heart pangs in his chest. He can't wait to see them later.
There's no text on the screen, but he knows they'll probably make fun of him for jerking off at work later. Or at least Eddie will. He's such a menace.
He opens up his text thread with just Jeff and sends Do you wanna get Steve and Eddie back tomorrow for making us horny at work?
I thought you'd never ask is Jeff's immediate reply.