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He had just wanted to ask Aleix for some eggs. He hadn't felt like going to the store and potentially encountering someone else he knew, truthfully, he also just wanted to see Aleix and their houses where so close together, that taking the little path behind their houses that was trampled down so much by frequent use was just the easiest way.
And neither of them had ever minded to see the other randomly appear in their garden. Maverick knew where the spare key to the garden gate was hidden which, combined with the tall hedge lining the entirety of Aleix's property, made the entire garden shut away from prying eyes.
Which made sense, considering that Aleix's home had a big sliding door that went to his garden and well, just a whole glass front. You could see the entire living room from the garden, especially when it was almost dark outside and the lights inside were on.
Maverick casually strolled through Aleix's garden, knowing that the turned on light meant, that the older man was home. As he got closer to the house, he saw two figures on the couch. But they weren't sitting across from eachother, not even next to eachother, no, one was sitting on top of eachother, looking at eachother and they were moving weirdly.
Maverick was still too far away to make out what actually was going on, but he stopped dead in his tracks next to one of the bushes, as he realised what was going on. When he realised that it was Jorge bouncing on Aleix's dick, back arched so hard, it made Jorge's ass look so perfectly round, that Maverick could feel his dick spring to attention.
He knew he should turn back, know that he shouldn't watch, but Aleix's hands sat so possessive on Jorge's hips, moving Jorge up and down to meet his thrusts. Something about the possessiveness, mixed with Jorge's enthusiasm did wonders for Mav and he was half hard already.
Maverick stepped half behind the bush and while it was admittedly not the best hiding spot, he banked on the fact that both of them would sure be too occupied with other things. He started to palm himself through his jeans, little sparks of pleasure surging through his body.
Jorge and Aleix had just started to make out again, slowing the thrusts, rather Aleix was fully bottomed out and Jorge circled his hips. It was so hot to Maverick, how fragile Jorge looked in Aleix's hands, the height difference was certainly doing things to him that Maverick wasn't quite ready to admit was the question how he would look on Aleix's lap, only a few centimeters taller than Jorge himself.
Maverick sneaked his hand into his pants, feeling how he was already leaking in his pants and he couldn't afford to have the wet spot on his trousers when he would eventually make the walk of shame back home.
He freed himself from the trousers making sure they didn't drop further than his knees, so that he at least maybe could try to pull them up quickly, when they should look in his direction. He spit in his palm, slightly wincing at how dirty this all felt. And it was. He was standing in the garden of one of his close friends and watched him fuck his coworker and also kind of friend? Maverick wasn't quite sure where he and Jorge stood to eachother and it started to dawn on him that it might be, because he was jealous of him.
Though how that he was seeing how good Jorge was working that dick, he wasn't sure anymore of whom he was jealous.
He started to give himself some experimental pumps, spit mixing with precum and making the sliding bearable, though Maverick had thought those days were over for him. He hadn't jerked off that raw since he was a teenager. But with what he was seeing he couldn't help himself. It was just to hot what he was seeing, how Jorge had dropped his head against Aleix's shoulder, panting heavily, when Aleix started to fuck back up into him, hitting all the right spots inside of him.
Maverick quicked the pace of his hand to the pace of Aleix thrusts, throwing his head back in pleasure, before focusing back on the scene going on in the house.
Jorge was whispering into Aleix's ear, his face distorted in pleasure, probably he was just babbling nonsense, looking like he was too far gone to really speak coherently. Who could blame him with Aleix under him.
Maverick would kill to have the terrace door open just slightly open so that the noises could carry out. He could see Aleix's adam's apple bop as he responded, voice probably raspy, at least that was what Maverick imagined.
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"Don't look", Jorge moaned into Aleix's shoulder, the side that was pointing away from the garden. "But Mav is standing in the garden watching us."
"Yeah?", Alex asked, trying to keep the smirk off of his face. "You like that? That he sees that you're mine?"
"I don't mind it", Jorge moaned, leaning his head against Aleix's shoulder, "but he really seems to enjoy what he sees judging by the fact, that he's jerking off to us right now."
Aleix laughed lowly. "Wouldn't have taken him for the type of it. Pity for you that he won't join us isn't it? I'm sure he would stuff your mouth real good and put you to work while I take you from behind."
Jorge choked on his spit, always incredibly aroused when Aleix brought up the idea of sharing him, whoring him out to one of their friends for a quick fuck. "Fuck Aleix please."
"Let's give Mav a real good show than, so he'll join us next time."
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Maverick was trying to imagine what the conversation could be like, what they'd say. Then, all of the sudden, Aleix got up, carrying Jorge like it was nothing, pressing his back up into the sliding door, fucking into him relentlessly.
Maverick was quick to shuffle behind the bush completely begging that Aleix hadn't seen him. The thrill of it made Maverick's dick throb and he only didn't come right then, because he squeezed the base of his dick so hard, he physically couldn't.
He breathed in and out slowly, trying to get it under control again. When he finally felt like it was okay again, he risked another look around the bush. Aleix was seemingly only concerned with littering Jorge's throat, neck and shoulders in kisses, while he held him up against the glass and fucked him with so much passion.
He certainly had no eye for his garden and Maverick felt safe enough to resume looking on like he had done before. With each thrust, he could now see every muscle in Aleix's body ripple, from the calves, to the abs, to his arms, which were holding Jorge secure.
He once again matched his pace to Aleix thrusts, until he was so close, he could basically already feel the sweet release washing over him.
Aleix too, was evidently close, brows furrowed, holding Jorge against the glass with only one arm anymore, a display of strength that made both his and Jorge's head spin, while the other arm reached between Jorge's and his body, to jerk the younger man quickly to his thrusts, making Jorge moan and throw his head to the side, his closed eyes the only thing keeping them from making eye contact and the fucked out expression on Jorge's face what all it took to tip Maverick over the edge, coming into one of Aleix's plants.
Post nut clarity hit Maverick like a brick wall. What the fuck did he just do? This was not okay, this was so not okay. You didn't spy on your friends like that.
He quickly got out some tissues from his pocket, cleaning his hand and what else needed it, before giving Aleix and Jorge a last look, both panting heavily, obvious that they too had just come together.
Maverick quickly retracted back to the garden gate, moving through the shadows to avoid being seen at every cost. He quickly shut it behind himself, acting casual, like he had not just been touching himself in his teammate and close friend's garden. Like he really went to get some eggs, but Aleix had none either.
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Only when Aleix was sure that Jorge was bathed, rehydrated and well cared for, rolled in a blanket like a burrito in his arms, he took out his phone to sent a text.
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You could have joined us you know
Maverick blushed deep red. Trying to play cool, Maverick typed back.
Is that an offer?
It is, what ever you want it to be
Well then it is an offer
Glad that we are on the same page. Jorge would look so hot with his lips wrapped around you ;)
Maverick groaned. How was he already half hard again?