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“And today we have a very special guest… none other than Ludwig’s girlfriend!” Nick’s voice booms from below you, and you push off onto the slide, static electricity snapping as you scoot down.
“Hellooo!” You say a bit awkwardly as you slip into your seat and adjust the microphone in front of you. “Happy to be here.”
“This has been a long time coming! You guys have been together for quite some time now.” Nick says, trying to ease you into the conversation.
“Yeah! I guess Lud’s been holding off on having me on because he doesn’t want me to embarrass him,” you say, smiling. The boys chuckle and Ludwig frowns.
“Hey, that’s not true. I was just trying to keep the ratings from tanking!” He says.
The conversation flows easily, you feel comfortable as you’ve already befriended the boys, so this feels no different than your time spent chatting with them regularly. Eventually, the topic changes to a recent stream on another popular streamer’s channel, in which Ludwig kisses a guy in front of the camera, spawning a slew of clips and online buzz.
“Oh yeah, I saw that one, someone sent it to me. Hot,” you say playfully.
“Does him being a slut bother you at all?” Slime says, looking over at you. You laugh.
“Not really, since he’s straight and all. I’m kind of into it honestly.”
“That’s interesting. His ex hated when he kissed other guys, she made him stop,” Aiden says.
“Oh really,” you say. “Yeah no, it doesn’t bother me.”
“More than not bothering you, you just said you were into it!” Nick says, laughing. You laugh too, a little embarrassed, but committing to the bit.
“To be honest, the hottest thing ever would be watching Ludwig with another guy. Like I would cuck him in a heartbeat,” you say, half-joking, but really, this is something you’ve thought about before, late at night rewatching a clip of Ludwig kissing someone else.
The boys laugh, but you watch Ludwig’s face as he tilts his head and raises his eyebrows, looking like he’s considering it.
“You know, I’m not sure I would mind that.”
Everyone looks over at him.
“Seriously, dude? You would fuck a guy just because your girlfriend’s watching?” Nick says incredulously.
“I mean, it’s not that gay, right? If I’m doing it for my girl?” Ludwig responds.
“It’s still pretty gay,” Slime says.
“But like… it's for her pleasure. That’s like the opposite of gay.”
“Wait, you would really do it?” You interrupt, incredulous.
“Anything for you, babe,” he says, with an overexaggerated lovey expression on his face.
“Yeah right. I totally don’t believe you.”
“What do I gotta do to prove it to you?”
“Make out with Aiden. Right now,” you say. His jaw drops a bit. His eyes whip over to Aiden, who has an amused smile on his face.
“I’m fine with that,” he says.
“But not a little pussy kiss like the one on that stream. I want sloppy makeout. Like I have to be able to see tongue,” you say, as though directing a scene. Ludwig keeps staring at Aiden, looking like there are gears whirring around in his head.
“Fuck it,” he says, standing up from his chair. He walks over to Aiden, who gets up as well, and they meet standing close to each other, both seemingly at a loss for what to do next. Ludwig brings a hand up to Aiden’s jaw, then leans in, eyes fluttering closed. Their lips meet, and for a few awkward moments they bump around clumsily before locking together, jaws widening. You watch, starstruck, as you see their tongues sliding into each other’s mouths, both of them pressing closer together. Aiden’s hand finds its way into Ludwig’s hair, the other slides along his neck. They kiss messily for a few more seconds before Ludwig pulls away, immediately looking over at you.
“Was that to your liking?” he asks. His face is splotched a bit red, but otherwise he seems to be keeping his composure. You sit there speechless for a moment.
“Well. Yes. It was,” you say honestly. Aiden sits back down, a small, sheepish smile on his face. Ludwig walks back to his seat too, and then looks around the rooms like he doesn't know why everyone’s being so quiet.
“Leave it to Ludwig to overcommit to the bit,” says Slime.
“Wha- overcommit? Whaddaya mean? I did exactly what she asked me to!” Ludwig responds, indignant.
“Oh, yeah, gooood boy, is that what you wanna hear? You just do everything she says?” Nick says.
“Pretty much, yeah,” he says. You shrug. Can’t really argue with that.
The rest of the podcast progresses smoothly, a couple jokes made about the kiss but otherwise it gets swept away in the flow of conversation. It stays on your mind, though, and you can’t help but notice Lud’s eyes flitting to you repeatedly, as though looking to communicate something with you.
After the podcast ends, you and Ludwig walk back to your car together, first in silence, but then you bump your shoulder into his. “Soooo… About that kiss…”
“Were you into it?” he says immediately, eager.
“Wow, you really are eager to please, huh?”
“Answer,” he says in a pathetic whine.
“Yes, fuck, I was into it,” you say.
“Really? Like it turned you on?”
“Yes, dumbass. It was hot.”
You reach the car and get in, turning the ignition and getting on the road back home.
“Did you mean what you said? About the genuine cucking thing? Like me watching you with another guy?”
“I keep my word, babe. If you’d be into it, I’d be into it.”
“Yeah, I guess that’s good. I wouldn’t want you to be too into it, you know? I think I’d get jealous.”
“Wait, so do you want me to enjoy it or not?”
“I want you to like it a little bit but be really embarrassed about how much you like it and then get more turned on by how embarrassed you are and how I’m watching the whole thing,” you say mischievously. You look over at him, half expecting him to be giggling, but he’s looking straight ahead seriously, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.
“Do you like that idea?” you say, your voice low. He squirms in his seat next to you.
“Yeah, I do,” he says.
“Okay,” you say, keeping your voice casual. “Good to know, good to know.”
“I think Aiden would be down,” he blurts out. “He’s totally always been into me. He would jump at the excuse to fuck me.”
“Okay, well maybe talk to him about it. But no funny business behind my back, I have to be there for that.”
“Babe, I’m not actually gay, remember? I’m just doing this for you.”
“Right, okay, good.”
Some time passes, and after an apparently extremely awkward conversation between Ludwig and Aiden, the three of you find yourselves in your bedroom, the two boys crouching on the bed while you sit on a nearby armchair that was subjected to numerous cuck chair jokes immediately.
The boys looked nervous, and you felt a thrum of excitement in your chest. This was gonna be good.
“Okay, can you tell us what to do?” Ludwig says, voice quieter than usual.
“How about you start with taking your shirt off,” you say, getting straight to business. He blushes a bit.
“Really? Straight to that?” but reaches down to pull the hem of his shirt up. He looks up shyly at Aiden. “Well, you too, asshole.” Aiden follows suit.
“Now kiss, like last time. You can go slower this time, though,” you say. They lean in, lips touching more naturally this time, and start kissing, a little slower than on the podcast. You see Aiden’s tongue sneak into Ludwig’s mouth, and see Lud’s eyes squeeze tighter shut at the feel of it. You hear him gasp, and your heart speeds up in response. Was this really all for your reaction, or was he getting some kind of pleasure from this? It seemed to be the latter. The boys crawl closer together, legs tangling up on the bedspread and long arms going around each other’s bare backs and necks. You sit there, taking in the sight and the lewd sound of their lips smacking together. You let them keep at it for a bit, taking close note of the tiny bucking motions Ludwig makes with his hips, or the high, breathy noises that keep escaping from his mouth, before deciding to say something.
“Are you hard, Lud? Can you show us?”
He unfolds his legs from where they’ve been tangled up with Aiden’s, revealing a bulge in his sweatpants, his face glowing red in embarrassment. You feel a jolt of arousal at the sight.
“Okay, can you touch yourself for us now?” you say. You see his eyebrows go up in surprise, face getting even redder. He slides a shaky hand over the front of his sweatpants, squeezing himself through the fabric. He lets out a shaky moan.
“Okay, back to kissing now,” you direct. The boy's lips meet again, Aiden, now cognizant of Ludwig’s hard-on, leans forward to press his pelvis against Ludwig’s. He lets out a choked moan into Aiden’s mouth. You watch as they grind against each other, each chasing their own pleasure from their trapped dicks. Ludwig runs a shaky hand up Aiden’s arm, resting close to his neck.
“Aiden? Can you take him out?” you say. Aiden complies, reaching his hand behind Ludwig’s waistband to pull out his dick, hard and flushed as his face. Aiden takes a few tentative strokes, lip between his teeth and clearly into this. You watch as Ludwig, now leaning back on his elbows, looks back and forth between Aiden’s hand on his dick and you, eyebrows furrowed.
“Fuck,” he moans.
“Can you suck him off, Aiden?” you ask.
“Oh God…” Ludwig says weakly as Aiden leans down, eagerly taking him into his mouth. He squeezes his eyes shut, hand going to the back of Aiden’s head, gripping his hair. “Aiden, fuck…” You watch in awe, taking in every detail of Ludwig’s neck arched back in pleasure, of his fingers clenching against Aiden’s head. Ludwig’s head leans up, and he looks at you for the first time since Aiden got his mouth on his dick, and he immediately moans, sputtering gibberish before shutting his eyes again, curling up and moaning loudly as he comes down Aiden’s throat. Aiden gets up and coughs a bit, not expecting it.
“Fuck Aiden sorry, I didn’t think I was gonna come so soon,” Ludwig says, voice still whiny from his orgasm.
“Ha, me neither,” Aiden says. Ludwig looks back over at you, clearly desperate to see your reaction.
“Wow. That was really hot,” you say honestly. “Definitely very hot.” Ludwig pulls back on his underwear and sweatpants, then his shirt over his head. Aiden gets dressed and leaves with some awkward goodbyes, and then you’re left alone again with Ludwig.
“So... what did you think about that?” you ask him right away.
“I liked it. I mean obviously I liked it, I came in like five seconds. But I think I liked it mostly because it was what you wanted, and I knew that you were watching me and enjoying it.”
“You are one sick freak,” you say.