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Kai slumped back on the rec room couch, flicking through the TV channels with a huff.
“I don’t know which one it is,” he said.
Cole crossed his arms. “It’s gotta be around there. Try channel 215.”
Kai sighed, scrolling through an endless array of news stations. The Bounty was only equipped with cable TV, and both he and Cole had been hoping to catch an action movie on it.
“What was it on again? Prime Time Max?” Kai asked.
Cole shrugged. “Maybe? That or Prime Network.”
Kai glanced at the clock; it was close to midnight. He figured they’d be heading to bed soon, content with scrolling through the channels in case they chanced upon something else. They’d spent the past two weeks on a wild goose chase across the entirety of Ninjago, and with the mission over, they were finally back on the Bounty and headed home.
It would be a few days before they reached the monastery, and they’d had plenty of time to unwind on the ship. Both he and Cole had been staying up late into the night, watching movies or gaming in the Bounty’s tiny rec room.
Kai paused on a decent-looking adventure movie. “How about this? ‘Fist of Honor’?”
“Nah,” Cole replied, “I wanna find Droid Fighters.”
Kai kept scrolling. He was happy to have Cole to hang out with when everyone else was asleep, and they’d been spending a lot more time together since the mission began.
He glanced over at Cole, one arm thrown back as he reclined on the couch. Kai enjoyed their time alone, free from the pressures of their missions and the demands of the others. Just sitting this close to Cole brought a sense of comfort he rarely felt elsewhere.
“Man, we’ve hit the soap opera channels now,” Cole muttered, watching Kai flip through a series of romance shows. Kai continued until stopping at what appeared to be a porn scene, shot in a large living room and featuring an Asian man and woman. The guy was half-dressed in a delivery outfit, and the woman was naked and kneeling before him.
“Yeah—not the new Droid Fighters movie,” said Cole.
Kai laughed. "Still some great action.” He watched as the woman looked up at her partner, giving him a teasing look before beginning to suck his cock.
“I dunno, the guy looks kinda bored,” Cole remarked, leaning back on the couch. “I’d probably be too. Her acting’s pretty bland.”
“Come on, she’s hot. Look at her tits.” Kai watched as the woman took the guy’s full length into her mouth, wrapping her other hand around the base of his cock. Kai couldn’t deny that some part of him was interested, and he could feel his cheeks warm slightly as the man let out a low moan.
“Yeah, I guess,” Cole muttered. The camera had switched to a close-up of the man’s cock, and Cole coughed slightly, his eyes darting to the remote and back. Kai could feel himself beginning to grow hard, and instinct nagged at him to change the channel before it went any further.
“Uh, we should still find something to watch,” he said unconvincingly.
“...Yeah.”
Neither of them moved. Kai couldn’t help but stare as the woman stroked the guy faster, and a silence fell between them as the video played on.
The woman was playing with one of her breasts on screen, and Kai could feel warmth pooling his cock as he watched. He’d grown more aware of the small space between him and Cole, their shared presence in the room. At any moment he imagined Cole would snap out of it and change the channel himself, but he had remained as unmoving as Kai.
They watched as the man grasped the woman’s hair, the camera again focusing on a closeup of his cock. Kai cleared his throat, attempting to keep his expression blank and forward. He could feel Cole shifting beside him, and there was a part of him that was more focused on the fact that Cole’s breathing had deepened, gotten heavier.
“She’s—hot,” Kai managed, his eyes fixed to the screen. Cole nodded. Kai was then almost fully hard, his cock straining against the front of his boxers. His suit felt warm, and he attempted to open the top slightly without appearing too obvious.
The pair on screen had then moved to the bedroom, groping each other sensually. Kai wondered what was going through Cole’s mind, whether he was just as hard as he was. He was distinctly aware of the warmth of Cole’s body, all the points where they were almost touching.
Kai felt a rush of arousal as Cole shifted beside him, spreading his legs slightly. At once Kai could feel the heaviness of his presence, his thigh closer than before, and he had to fight the urge to look over at him.
The man had pushed the girl down on-screen, spreading her legs and beginning to fuck her. He groaned, and Kai was fixated on the sight of his dick, the sudden thought of what Cole’s might look like.
Kai’s pants had grown uncomfortably tight, and his cock was almost aching to be touched. He squeezed his thighs together slightly, grunting softly at the brush of fabric.
At this, Cole looked over to him.
"You're… hard?"
“I mean—yeah,” Kai said, his cheeks burning. “It’s a hot girl.”
Kai turned back to the screen. He could still feel Cole’s eyes on him, and it was the feeling of Cole there that truthfully turned him on the most.
Slowly, Kai rested a hand on his own thigh, trailing it down to cup at the base of his cock. He glanced over, and Cole’s arm had made its way to his, his fingers resting over his clothed erection.
Kai’s heart was racing. A part of him was still in a sort of shock, wondering if they were really doing this, but the other was too far gone to care.
Cole swallowed. “Are we…?”
“…Maybe.”
Cole’s breathing had gotten heavier still, and Kai couldn’t help but look as his hand began to move.
The outline of his cock was visible as it pressed against his pants, its shape thick and defined. Kai’s breath almost caught at the sight, his gaze lingering before snapping back to the screen. He was almost achingly hard now, and the thought of seeing Cole bare sent a fresh rush of arousal through him.
Slowly, he palmed himself, exhaling at the touch. His hand slid gently along his clothed cock, and Cole’s did the same, brushing and adjusting himself through the fabric.
On screen, the man was fucking the woman from behind, their soft moans filling the room. Kai could feel Cole’s eyes on him, and his breath trembled slightly as he reached down and freed himself from his pants.
Cole grunted and pushed his boxers down in turn, taking himself in hand. Kai flushed, unable to look away as Cole thumbed the tip.
Cole’s cock was bigger than his, thick and full in his palm. The head was a deep pink, shining and wet as it strained in his hand.
Kai swallowed, forcing his eyes forward. He could feel his heart racing as he began to stroke himself, brushing his tip with a small rush of pleasure.
Cole moved beside him, his palm sliding slowly along his own cock. Kai could hear his breath catch slightly, and a fresh heat seemed to rise on his skin, urging him on. All he could think of was the warmth of Cole’s body beside him, his strong, calloused hands as he worked himself.
Kai whimpered, glancing at Cole again, and suddenly he was picturing Cole’s fingers around him instead, the rough heat of his palm drawn thick against him.
Kai stroked himself faster, his mind clouded with warmth. The man on screen was thrusting harder into the woman, moaning louder, and Kai made a noise in his throat as his hips raised slightly.
“…Pretty vocal yourself, huh?” Cole muttered.
“Shut up,” Kai breathed. He couldn’t deny that he was sensitive, and he gasped softly as he felt himself nearing his edge. Cole spread his legs wider, and Kai shuddered, their thighs just barely brushing.
Cole was stroking himself faster, pushing slightly into his hand, and Kai groaned at the sight. He’d dropped any pretense of watching the porn, aware only of the shifts of the couch as they moved, the heat of their skin mere inches apart.
“Fuck,” Kai whispered. His other hand moved to cup the underside of his cock, and he could feel his pleasure gathering fast, tensed at the verge of release. Cole groaned, meeting his eyes, and with a brush of their shoulders the need to come was too much. Kai whimpered as he was thrown over the edge, his pleasure cresting as he spilled onto his hand. He was burning, desperate and feverish as Cole gasped softly at his side.
He watched as Cole came beside him, shuddering hard with his release. Kai was mesmerized by the way his hips bucked, wondering how Cole would feel beneath him, pushing into him instead. He groaned softly, continuing to stroke himself until he was completely spent.
Slowly, the pleasure began to subside. Kai exhaled, his heart racing as their panting still filled the room. At some point, Kai became aware of the sweat streaking his neck, the wetness of his hand as it dripped with release.
Cole was still watching him, flushed and waiting for him to speak. Kai blinked before shutting the TV off, drawing his pants up with his free hand.
Out of the thousand things going through his mind, he was utterly lost on what to say.
“Um. I’m just gonna—” He managed to get up, gesturing to the bathroom.
“…Yeah,” Cole replied.
Kai backed to the door, his cheeks burning. He nearly walked into the wall on his way out.