LX (a touch of NSFW.)

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He's actually knackered when they come home. He's spent a lot of the day in the cafeteria, basically all the time he would usually spend practising, spending that time chatting to whoever he knows who was happening to take a break at that time instead. He's had way too much coffee, he's told his quick story more times than he can count, but at least there's probably not a soul left at the con who doesn't know he's about to have a scan and that he doesn't know anything yet.
"You going to the con again tomorrow?" Todd asks him as he turns on the dishwasher and comes towards the couch. They've had egg fried rice, courtesy of Todd's cooking, which Eddy has to admit was pretty good. You know, for a European cooking it. His mum would probably have spat it out, but that is definitely not something Todd needs to know.
"Think so. It beats sitting here watching someone cook omelettes."
"Right!" Ian interrupts suddenly from over by the TV. He's got his laptop in his hands and is mucking about with cables. "I'm done with this and you all need to watch this."
"Watch what?"
"BTS." Ian says proudly as he plugs a cable into the TV. "I know Eddy has listened to like one song. Todd hasn't. Brett is being a purebred as always and staying away from it. So I'm taking matters into my own hands."
"What, now or later?" Brett quips, and everybody bursts out laughing.
"Yeah, no, that would be someone else's hands. Just watch it for God's sake, will you?"

Oh, God. Oh, this is a bad idea. Eddy knows the effect these videos have had on him before, the others don't, and now what? What if he gets turned on again and there's nothing he can do apart from wait until he has another shameful dream? There's nothing he can say though, of course. The only thing he can do is sit here and wait to see what Ian puts on.
Oh, God, no, it's the chequer board song. And he already knows for sure that he likes it, of course, so he's instantly glad he's wearing jeans for the first time in days.
"Whoa, you weren't kidding." Todd says, his appreciative eyes on the dancing boys. "They are seriously beautiful. Do these guys not have pores?"
"They have foundation on." Brett quips.
Everyone laughs again and Eddy does too, although he's already getting into trouble. It's like when something funny happens during a concert and you're not allowed to laugh, and it only makes it funnier. He's not allowed to get turned on right now, so all he can think about is how beautiful they are, and in his jeans it's already beginning. He's growing, because he can't not look, they would ask why, and he's even started liking this song. His dick swells quickly until it's hard enough that he has to cross his legs to stop his friends from noticing his bulge, should they look at him. He glances right, at Brett, but his eyes are glued to the screen.
"This isn't bad, Ian." he says.
"High praise indeed from Mr. Purebred." Todd jokes back.
The boys on the screen dance provocatively and Eddy could easily moan if he had no self control. He has, though, of course he has. There's only thing he can't seem to control, and that is how hard he is. No amount of raw liver in the world will fix that. But he'll sit here in silence, nobody will notice, Ian will turn it off eventually and he'll live. He will, he promises.

Four songs. Four more songs Ian shows, three of which he hadn't seen before, all of them with gorgeous boys doing pretty dance moves. That's when Todd moves over and kisses Ian so dirtily that Eddy quickly looks away. He doesn't need to see that. He could too easily kiss someone like that right now.
It's Brett, of course, who grins and quips.
"Yeah, yeah, get a room."

It takes forever for the tingles to leave him, for his dick to settle back down. In an alternate universe he would have gone to take a shower, he wouldn't even have given it a second thought, and he would have tugged himself quickly, losing himself in the streaming water, allowing the waves to wash over him.
In this universe all he can do is sit and wait for his excitement to ebb.
In that alternate universe he would also be able talk to someone about this, he could think why these videos have this effect on him through properly. But in the one he's stuck in he has plenty on his mind, thank you very much. He doesn't need anything else. So he will sit here and enjoy the company of his friends, and then he will go to bed and behave like a normal person, and that is that. 


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