Murphy is walking around Zona with a secret. He's never been big on using sex toys before. He thinks it's...not the right way to properly please someone. However, it didn't take too much convincing when his boot camp suggested it. "Might be fun," he suggested. Murphy was on the fence about using a vibrator, but the first time they used it in the bedroom, he loved it.
So, it was Teller's idea. Life at Zona was getting a bit repetitive, so he decided to spice it up a bit. "Murphy."
"Hmm?"
"I wanna try something. If you're really not I to it, we don't have to do it, but just hear me out," Teller says. Murphy has a feeling that this isn't going to be good. Teller pulls out a red vibrator and places it on his desk. It's an odd shape. Different from the first one they used. Murphy goes wide-eyed. "I wanted to try something new."
"You just have that in your office drawers?" Murphy asks. Teller shrugs, a bit fatigued from all the work he's been doing.
"I want you to wear this for an entire day."
"Are you joking?"
"Nope. I wanna see how long you last before you crack," Teller says a little more maliciously than he intended. Murphy gulps in fear. Teller lets out an amused breath. Of course, you don't have to wear it, but... it might be fun," Teller suggests. Murphy crosses his arms but drops them, only to shove his fidgety fingers into the front pockets of his jeans.
"What do I get out of this? If you're having your fun by watching me walk around all day wearing that. What do I get?"
"I'll fuck you for as long as you want." Murphy's ears perk up at this.
"For as long as I want? Anywhere?"
"As long as it isn't for the public eye, alright."
"You don't know what you just agreed to," Murphy says with a devilish grin on his face. "I think I do." Murphy turns around to get himself ready in the bathroom but stops when he hears his name. "Oh, and Murphy."
Murphy furrows his brow in confusion when a small device is pulled out of Teller's cost pocket. "Here." Teller hands him the vibe. Murphy takes it and rushes into the bathroom to prepare himself for an entire day of tom-fuckery.
Murphy pulls down his pants and underwear. His eyes travel to the sink. There's a small tube of lube on it. 'That son-of-a-bitch,' Murphy thinks. He knew. Putting some lube on the plug, he takes a deep breath before shoving it in slowly. It's big, so there's some adjusting to do. Murphy furrows his brow as it stretches him. 'Fuck,' he thinks. When it's all the way in, he lets out a sigh of relief. 'Getting adjusted to this thing will take some time,' he thinks. He pulls back up his boxers and pants before leaving the bathroom. Teller is still at his desk. He turns in his chair to look at Murphy. "Did it fit okay?" Teller asks.
"Bit...big," he says softly. 'Walking feels weird. How weird is everything else gonna feel?'
Teller smiles. "Oh, there's something I forgot to mention."
'What now?' Murphy thinks.
"It vibrates." Teller proves his point by turning it onto the lowest setting. Murphy flinches his body around at the soft vibrations in his ass. Teller turns it off. "What the hell? Why didn't you tell me that—that it vibrates?" Murphy softens his voice after raising it. "That's half the fun. I'll be around, so sometimes it'll go off without warning." He winks. "Other times, it'll be nothing because I'm not near you."
"Great..."
"Please give it a try. I promise it'll be fun. My wife and U-"
"I don't want to know what you and your wife did—"
"Murphy! There you are." A brunette-haired lady walks into the room. Murphy's heart races in his chest. "Oh, Sama—that." Teller presses the button. "What do you need, darling?" Murphy asks, trying his best to keep his composure. "Oh, the others wanted me to find you to see if you wanted to play some tennis?" she asks with big, flirty eyes. Teller smirks when Murphy turns back to look at him. It's like his pants are on fire by the way he's fidgeting. "Uh—well, I don't think—that too—day is a good day for this," Murphy forces out.
"Are you alright?—Yes, it is! The weather's perfect. Come on!" she happily says before waving goodbye to the doctor. She drags him out the door, and Teller turns it off. 'This is gonna be fun,' he thinks. On the other hand, Murphy feels a bit relieved but more freaked out. He's already starting to feel aroused.
After getting changed into his tennis clothes, he meets Samantha, Dennis, and Emma on the court. "Glad you could join us, Murphy," Dennis says, patting Murphy on the shoulder. Murphy just nods frantically. "Me too," Emma says, winking at him. "Shall we?" Murphy suggests, gesturing to the court in front of them. Samantha lets out a cheer before walking in. They all do. Murphy shuts the door. He preys on whatever divine thing out there that he'll make it through the day. "Murphy! Come over! We've gotta get this thing started," Emma whines. Murphy walks over to them and stands next to Samantha.
Emma serves, and Samantha hits it. Emma hits it, and Murphy hits it back to her. The faster movement made the thing inside of him hit a good spot. He sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth as he waits for the ball to come back. Dennis hits it, and Samantha receives it. Emma fails to hit the ball, and it bounces away. Samantha cheers. "Yes! Got one," she happily says. Murphy just nods. Dennis serves, and Murphy hits the ball as he quickly jumps into the air. When he lands, he has to clench his hole tightly. 'Don't slip out! Holy fuck, don't do that dumbass. Oh my god... I can't continue like this,' Murphy thinks in a bit of a panic. Emma hit the ball, and Murphy missed it. Emma and Dennis cheer. "Awe, darn," Samantha says before going to get the ball. She hands it to him to serve, but he tells her to do it. She gives him a look before serving the ball.
Dennis misses the serve. Samantha cheers. She goes to high-give Murphy, but he seems a bit out of it. "Are you alright?" she asks.
"Yeah, fine. Just, work up in a bad position last night," he lies. Samantha nods sympathetically. "I get it. Sleeping can be hard sometimes," she says. Murphy nods, not bothering to say anything.
When their match is over, he gets dragged off by Nathan and Cortney. They bring him to a party the founder has set up. He can't leave. He's drinking and talking to people when he feels the plug go off. His toes curl in his shoes, and he frantically looks around. "Something wrong?" Cortney asks, holding a glass of champagne. Murphy shakes his head before excusing himself. The vibrations get more intense the more he walks around the house. This is when he decides just to go home. Screw walking around. He gets outside, and a car pulls up.
"Where would you like to go, Mr. Murphy?" The car asks. He lets out a groan. "Home."
"I'm sorry. I didn't quite catch that. Could you repeat that again?"
"Home," he says sternly.
"Alright, taking you home."
Murphy palms his crotch the whole ride. Once he's home, he can—The vibrations stop. That doesn't stop Murphy from rubbing himself through his pants. Once he's there, he quickly disappears home—well, the house they've let him call his home. He strips off all of his jacket and kicks off his shoes. The vibrations turn back on, and he hears a knock on his door. He yanks the front door open to find Teller standing there with the remote in his hand. "Why'd you leave so soon?"
Murphy was going to yell at him, "You b—ah." But he can't get his words out. The vibrations turn up to the point where they're pulsating inside of him. "I can't wait any longer," Murphy pants.I guess I've had my fun for today," Teller says.
"Fuck me," Murphy moans out. "Will do." Teller shuts the door with his foot, and Murphy leads him up to the bedroom, where they're out of their clothes within seconds.
Teller mounts Murphy and turns the vibe up by one. He touches it before gripping and thrusting it in and out of Murphy. Murphy is grinding his hips on the silicone toy as it pulsates inside of him. It doesn't take long for Murphy to cum all over his chest. He lays there panting as the vibrator is turned off. "Ready for round two?" Teller asks. Murphy nods frantically. Teller takes off the vibrator and slides himself into Murphy. Murphy lets out a groan as the feeling of being full returns. "Just—fuck—please just start," Murphy begs. Teller licks his lips as he grabs Murphy's hips. He thrusts into the man, leaving him moaning and begging for more. "Faster," Murphy moans out. Teller picks him the speed after lifting up Murphy's hips to fuck him this way. His toes curl, and his penis is bouncing with each thrust. He hasn't been fucked like this since his late twenties.
Murphy cums for a second time as his body shudders with pleasure. His hole clenches around Teller's dick as he tries to come down from his high. Teller cums inside. They both lay their panting. "Fuck," Murphy groans. Teller lets out a tired chuckle. "Was it as fun as you thought it was going to be?" Teller asks. "Something like that," Murphy mumbles.