How do you feel about Mike accidentally ending up watching Chris and Josh and being all conflicted in his pants?

yesss yess. It probably happened at a party with Mike being a little drunk and walking through the wrong door on his search for the bathroom.

He’d first just blink and stare because he can’t comprehend what’s happening and then he’s like “Awww guys what the hell? Emily’s been looking for you and you’re…”

And he’s trailing off, just staring as Chris and Josh frott on the bed; their pants are down only to mid-thigh like they’ve been too impatient to get them off all the way, and he can only see little glimpses of their cocks; Chris’ pink and surprisingly fat, Josh’s light brown and slim; slipping away from their needy, desperate grind against each other to let Mike have a little peek at them.

The worst – best? nono absolute worst – thing is, they aren’t even bothered by him. Josh has the gall to lift his hand and lazily flutter it at him to go away, but he doesn’t dislodge himself from licking into Chris’ mouth and Chris doesn’t seem to mind enough to extract himself, either.

Like Mike is no stranger to sex; he’s had a few lady’s in his apartment; but he’d also never would’ve just kept going if somebody else was to barge in on them. It hadn’t been that good.

And he can’t quite make out what is supposed to be so good about rubbing cocks together, and he figures it probably isn’t that good and Josh and Chris are just freaks (like usual); but he can’t make himself go away. Just stands there and keeps staring, listening to the wet sound of their kissing, interspersed with little, low moans; and then the surprisingly wet sound of their grinding. Little smacking sounds that drive heat into his face.

He doesn’t even realize he’s getting closer to have a better look and when he does, he thinks he just wanted to satiate his curiosity.

The space between their bellies is an absolute mess; sticky with both their pre-cum and the cocks sliding through it. Josh has a dark, surprisingly bushy happy trail and it is smeared with it as well.

He’s just in the process of noticing how their foreskin rolls down every now and then with just the right twist of their hips, exposing glistening dark heady, when he realizes how tight his pants have become.

Which is when Mike hastily retreats because he’s a doofus.