“You like me sitting like this, remember?”
“Only after my near-death experience. I’m good now.”
“Shush. Take the hug. Jas can feed you pizza, and you can let us take care of you.”
“I hate you both,” I mumbled, hiding how good I felt in his hold.
JASPER
I heldout another slice of pizza and made aeroplane noises. “Open wide,” Travis added, taking hold of an exacerbated Finn’s chin and forcing his mouth open. He took and bite, chewing and swallowing, before saying, “Oh, my god, you two are the most annoying men on the planet.”
Travis wrapped his hands around Finn’s chest, hugging him tight. “But we’re handsome, so it’s not all bad.”
I chuckled, offering more pizza to Finn, but he glared at me. To be fair, I’d force-fed him at least the last three slices after the three he’d eaten himself, trying to cheer him up, so I think he probably was full by now.
Watching Trav and him was interesting. There had been so much animosity when Trav first arrived, but as his anger dissipated, the Travis I knew and loved was coming back into existence.
The Travis I love.
I focused on that word. Love.Did I love him?I had felt something for him for a really long time, but was it love or just a strong friendship? If I loved him, how did I feel about Finn? I was newly out, overrun with emotions I didn’t understand and apparently, I thought with my dick a lot more these days. I was horny ninety-five per cent of the time; I was constantly getting hard and I couldn’t stop thinking about having one… or both… of these men inside me.
Is that how other people feel all the time?It was a wonder anything got done in the world, and I could kind of understand my younger brother’s obsession with sex.
“Thank you,” Finn mumbled, pulling my attention back to him. “For this. I guess it’s helped.” His lips curled into a small smile. “Despite how annoying the dark lord here is.”
I chewed the inside of my cheek to hide my laugh.
“But if you want to leave, I totally get it. I’ve monopolised your evening, and I’m sure you’re sick of hugging me by now, Travis.”
Travis wriggled in his seat as if he was settling in for the night. “Actually, Twinkle, extensive periods of hugging is perfection. Mr. Grumpy Pants over here hated physical contact of any kind.”
“Probably because you touching me made me hard.” Travis’ eyes widened as my words settled. So much of our interaction, especially over the last couple of years, suddenly making total sense.
“You want me to stroke your hair like old times?” There was no teasing in his voice; his face serious. “Although it won’t be the same without the long hair.”
I pointed at Finn as I unfastened the buttons on my shirt, taking it off before stepping out of my trousers, leaving me in just my underwear.
“Blame him.”
“I suggested a tidy up. You went for the full chop.”
I climbed on the bed, placing my head on Trav’s thigh and taking hold of Finn’s hand.
“You said I looked like the man from Castaway.”
Travis spluttered out a laugh that had me rolling over to look up at him.
“You did a bit,” he remarked, and I stuck out my tongue. His hand lifted, his fingers skimming over the stubble on my chin because shaving every day was way too much effort. “I guess you look okay like this.”
Rolling my eyes and shaking my head, I turned back over and we watched TV until, at some point, we all fell asleep.
TWENTY-NINE
FINN
I woke up feeling wonderful,but when I opened my eyes, I panicked, finding myself wrapped around Travis, practically lying on top of him, my hand down Jasper’s boxer shorts, gripping onto his cock like a comforter.
“Shit,” I whispered, easing out my hand and trying to push myself up without anyone noticing, but both of them spoke at once.