Two days after drunken incident...
Benson still blushed furiously everytime he saw Mordecai. He was too emberrassed about the fact that he had drunken sex with his male coworker. Benson was also emberrassed about the fact that he actually LIKED it. Mordecai was also emberrassed because he had sex with his male boss. But even though he liked it, he was much more emberrassed for a different reason. Mordecai did not only like the sex, he liked Benson in general. Mordecai remembered the feeling of how right their kiss felt. Maybe Mordecai...had a crush on Benson?
Mordecai tried to shake away the feeling of emberrassment, but it just wouldn't go away. Mordecai even saw the emberrassment in Benson's face, even if the others mistook it as him being frustrated. Benson was usually the same color red when he was frustrated and emberrassed and it was hard to tell the difference. Only Mordecai knew.
Benson sat in 'his' office, aka: Maellard's office, and thought about the incident more in depth. It was hard to concentrate on things other than that. Benson's hand slipped unconciously down to his slot and put a few fingers inside, remembering how good it felt when Mordecai had done it. He circled his fingers inside him and moaned. After a few minutes of playing with his slot, he had an erection (dispenserection lol) and remembered how amazing it felt when Mordecai was inside him. Benson's eyes snapped wide open. "I have to have sex with Mordecai again."
Benson was flushing red. How would he get Mordecai to want to do it again? Slip him alcohol and hope he gets drunk enough? Ask him? T-, wait...ask him! What kind of suggestion was that? Benson couldnt stop thinking about it. Meanwhile, Mordecai was working and remembered every little detail of the incident. Thankfully Rigby decided to slack off without him, otherwise Rigby would bug him about that night.
Speaking of Benson...Mordecai saw Benson walk up to him, apparently something on his mind. Benson was flushing a bright red as he asked to see Mordecai in his office. Mordecai flushed, realizing he might be alone. With Benson. No one else around. Just him and Benson. Together... Mordecai just followed him up to his office. Benson sat on his desk and looked at Mordecai. "So, what do you need Benson," Mordecai asked in curiosity. It baisically wasn't what Benson needed, but rather, what he wanted. "Umm...I-I. I've been thinking about, that night," Benson choked up a little and gulped. "And I was wondering if you would, I mean if you wanted to, umm...do it again?" Benson looked down at the desk, afraid of Mordecai's answer.
Mordecai was actually surprised by Benson's question. Was Benson asking if Mordecai would have sex with him again? Mordecai couldn't believe it. Benson interrupted his thoughts by saying, "I mean...I just, I..." Benson stuttered. Mordecai thought about it for a second and decided 'Oh, what the hell' before Mordecai stepped forward and put himself between Benson's legs and pushed him on his back, pressing him against the desk.
Benson wasn't expecting Mordecai to want to do it, and he sure as hell didn't expect Mordecai to do THIS. Mordecai jerked Benson out of his thoughts by kissing him and grinding their hips together. Benson moaned and wrapped his arms around Mordecai, pulling Mordecai as close as possible. Benson licked Mordecai's lips, asking to be let in. Mordecai opened his mouth and wrestled with Benson's tongue. Playing with each other for dominance.
Benson grinned and ground harder against Mordecai, causing him to gasp and falter. Benson's tongue wrestled Mordecai's tongue and because of the falter, pushed the wrestling over to Mordecai's mouth. Mordecai was a little mad. He didn't want to be beaten. He used the small amount of anger he had and forced the battle outside of their mouths. Benson was surprised but he suddenly stopped the battle by closing his mouth around Mordecai's tongue.
Mordecai was confused, until Benson had started to suck on his tongue. Mordecai realized the battle was taking a break and decided to feel around Benson's body. Mordecai remembered Benson's slot and stuck his fingers in there. Benson sucked harder on Mordecai's tongue when he did it. Mordecai swirled his fingers in there, Benson's slot cover lifing and standing on it's own. Benson panted lightly and grabbed Mordecai's arm.
Benson moaned louder whining out, "Yes Mordecai...ohh...God yes!" and tried to make Mordecai put more fingers in, and Mordecai did. Benson panted and let go of Mordecai's tongue. And threw his head back and moaned louder. Thankfully everyone was outside and couldn't hear them. Benson realized how much pleasure he was getting, while Mordcai barely got any. Benson felt a little bad and pulled Mordecai's hand out. Mordecai just gave him a confused look. Benson grabbed Mordecai's shoulders and switched their positions, sitting Mordecai up onto the desk.
Benson looked down to where Mordecai's erection stood. Benson leaned down and gently pressed his lips against it, feeling Mordecai's body stiffen as his hands clenched and unclenched. Benson smiled and kissed it a few more times before gently licking it. "Benson..." Mordecai moaned. Benson smiled and put the tip in his mouth and sucked. Mordecai could've screamed it felt so good. Instead, he settled with a really loud moan. Benson sucked more and more of Mordecai into his mouth, deepthroating it. Eventually, all of Mordecai was in his mouth.
Mordecai moaned and grabbed the back of Benson's head with both hands. "Oh my God...ah, ah! Benson, I'm going to-" but it was too late, Mordecai came into Benson's mouth. Benson was surprised and his cheeks puffed up with the sticky white goo. Benson pulled away when Mordecai was done. Mordecai looked at Benson and giggled. Benson looked like a chipmunk. Benson looked at his reflection and giggled a little bit too. Benson swallowed as much as he could, the rest dribbling down his chin. Benson commented about how good Mordecai tasted and Mordecai requested a taste. Benson stood up and kissed Mordecai, letting Mordecai lick up whatever was left.
Mordecai smiled, he did taste good. Benson finally stopped and looked at Mordecai. Mordecai smiled and laid Benson down on the desk and Mordecai climbed on top of him. They both sucked in a deep breath and Mordecai thrust in. Benson immediately felt pleasure, mostly because they already did it before, and the fact that he wasn't a normal human.
Mordecai thrust in slowly, picking up the pace. Benson moaned and arched his back into Mordecai. Mordecai heard each others names being said. Thankfully, no one else was around. After a while of this, Mordecai finally came once more. Both employees panted and relaxed against the desk. Benson smiled and hugged Mordecai. "That was amazing."
"I know right," Mordecai agreed. Both of them relaxed for a few more minutes before Mordecai asked if they could take a shower together. "You don't have to ask twice," Benson replied. They both got up and after getting a shower, stayed outside for a while.
Maellard sat down at his desk, ready to discuss something with Benson. Maellard rested his arms on his desk. Maellard's eyes looked curiously at his desk. "Why is my desk all sticky?" Maellard questioned. Benson's face lit up bright red. He forgot to clean the desk.
Crap!