Jasper
JASPER
I slumped back against my closed office door and listened as Finn moved about, presumably getting dressed, before I heard the familiar sound of the door closing, leaving me all alone.
My skin tingled, the image of touching his scars seared into my brain. He was covered in the raised white marks, but they were beautiful, glistening in the light like buried jewels.
His skin was so pale and soft looking, despite how toned he appeared, and the image of him pressed against Travis’ body flashed in my mind. Trav’s skin was darker, tanned from the sun, his muscles more defined, giving light and shade to the divots of his abs.
I groaned at the thought of them together in front of me.
What about if I were in the middle of them? How would they look pressed against me? My cock hardened, and I forced my hand under the waistband of my trousers, squeezing my erection, trying to stave off the unfamiliar burning ache I’d only really experienced once. With Travis, before I ran away from him like a coward.
Unsure what was happening, I tugged at my belt and fly, needing more room, the urge to touch myself overwhelming. I pumped my cock in my fist like a man possessed, not realising how close I was until my back arched and cum exploded over my shirt and hand, my legs giving way, forcing me to sink to the floor, breathless and dizzy.
I sat, my cum drying on my skin like a reminder of how fucked up I was. Tears pricked my eyes as emotions flooded through me. I didn’t understand them, I couldn’t explain them, and now they seemed to be affecting my common sense.
Sniffing, I stood, needing to do the one thing I knew would make me feel better.
I needed to dive.