30. Finn
THIRTY
FINN
I was showered and in my robe when the professor and Travis got back. I’d forgone underwear because, well, the pair of them barely wore any clothes, and if I was being honest, I was so turned on I could barely cope with anything rubbing against my cock.
Waking up wrapped between them both this morning had caused me to dream about fucking them for most of the day. And I did mean them . While I was initially attracted to Jasper, something about Travis was growing on me and my cock was very interested in getting to know him better. I knew he probably wasn’t interested. In fact, he’d made that very clear, but that didn’t stop me thinking about them both wanting me and being caught in a marine biologist sandwich.
They brought takeout home with them, but I just picked at mine, pushing it around the plate while I watched them chat like the old friends they were. In the end, I found it impossible to eat because who wants to eat dinner with a hard on.
“Penny for them, little one?” Jasper asked. I liked his nickname for me. It was better than Twinkle , I scoffed to myself.
“I’m fine. I promise,” I added, in case they were worried this was more Bobby-related sadness, and although I was still sad, their actions last night had helped.
“You’re not eating. You always eat,” he added, wiping his hands on his napkin before throwing it down next to his plate.
“I’m not hungry,” I said as I stood, regretting it instantly as my erection was almost sticking through the gap in my robe. I adjusted myself as best I could, using my plate to shield my ‘situation’ from them.
“We won’t make you come on the boat if that’s what you’re worried about. You can fly back to England. To be honest, I thought you’d want to come, and I didn’t want you to think I’d sent you off so I could spend time with Trav alone.”
I ran my tongue over my teeth. I’d not thought about that. A week alone on a boat while I sat back in my house on my own.
Nope, still not going.
“I know. It’s not that.”
Jasper stood and walked towards me. “Then what is it?”
He stepped around the counter and my hands went in front of my cock, trying to tame it back into submission, but having Jasper this close made it more needy.
His eyes dropped, and he bit down on his lip. “Oh.”
“It’s fine. Just ignore it.” I batted my hand through the air. “Normally, I’d use a vibrator or a plug, but I didn’t bring any. I didn’t fancy my suitcases being searched at customs and them being pulled out by some fat, homophobic security guard. It’s fine. All fine. I’m just feeling needy. I just need… do you know what? I’m going to bed. I’ve embarrassed myself enough already.”
Jasper wrapped his hand around my wrist, the contact making my whole body light up like fireworks night.
“What do you need?”
“Nothing.” Jasper fixed his gaze, his expression demanding my truth. “Fine, something inside me. Someone inside me.”
His eyes lit up. “I need a condom.”
I shook my head. “No. God, I want your cum dripping out of me. I want to feel thoroughly fucked, used, I want to feel you for days. I’m tested. Clean. I know you are too.”
I turned to Travis, knowing I’d find him grinning like an idiot. “Shut up. Sometimes I like to be bossy, and sometimes, I like to be a needy bottom. I’m a complex creature.”
Travis nodded before winking. “That I can see. I’m clean too, in case you’re wondering.”
My eyelids fluttered closed as my body ached for them.
“Wait,” Jasper groaned. “I have no idea what I’m doing,” he whispered, looking almost nervous.
All this talk was making my embarrassment levels soar and my cock soften. “I know. It’s fine. Just forget it.”
“No, I’m not a quitter.” I couldn’t help but smile as he leant in and kissed me, sliding his tongue over mine as his hand dipped under my robe, cupping my cock.
“Fuck, Professor.”
“Can I help?” Travis’ deep voice and warm breath against my ear made me jump, but his hand around the back of my neck grounded me.
“With what?”
“I know what I’m doing, Twinkle. Do you want me to fuck you and make it feel better?”