“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?”
JASPER
I stepped back,interested in what was unfolding.
“I don’t need a pity fuck.”
Travis laughed, rocking his hips against Finn’s arse. “Does this feel like a pity hard on? You’re annoyingly likeable, Twinkle. What can I say? You’ve grown on me.”
“Yeah, right.”
“Can I?” Trav asked, and Finn turned.
“Can you what?”
“Kiss you?”
“I guess, but be warned, I’m picky about how I’m kiss?—”
Travis didn’t let him finish, bringing his lips down on Finn’s and kissing him hard as he wrapped his hand around Finn’s throat.
My cock hardened as I watched them make out and when I couldn’t watch anymore, worried I was about to come before we even got started, I dashed to Finn’s room and took the lube from his bedside drawer.
When I got back, they broke away from each other, breathless. “You were saying, Twinkle?”
Finn shook his head. “Nothing. I was saying nothing.”
“Lie on the dining table.”