Jasper jerked him hard and fast, his hand moving between us as he watched on, his eyes dark and hooded, his now erect again cock dripping precum.
“Such a pretty little bottom, Twinkle. You might like to pretend you like to be in charge, but what you really want, what you really crave, is someone to ruin you, isn’t it? Ruin you and then take care of you? Isn’t that right?”
Bracing my hand on the table, I almost rutted into him as I lost control.
“Yes.”
I stopped, which paused Jasper’s movements too, and then I moved my hips in staccato pulses that had him almost feral as he begged us not to stop.
“Yes, what? Twinkle.”
His eyes widened as he looked at me, obviously wondering what I wanted.
“Yes, my lord. I want you to ruin me and take care of me.” He reached for Jasper, who leant over, cupping his face and kissing him passionately. Finn responded by working himself up and down my cock like he was made for me, dragging my orgasm to the surface, but I refused to come before he did. Jasper’s hand was still around his cock, but he was otherwise distracted, so I wrapped my fingers over his, and together we worked Finn towards his release.
He cried out, Jasper swallowing the sound, as he came all over his chest and stomach and seconds later, with a loud groan, I emptied inside him, rolling my hips until every last drop was out.
Sweaty, breathless, and spent, I ran my fingers up and down Finn’s legs as I stepped back, but he reached for my hip. “Don’t move. I want to keep you both in there for as long as possible.”
A smile curled my lips because our Twinkle was a needy boy tonight, and I loved seeing this side of him; his vulnerability shone through his usual sass… although I liked that side of him too.
Pulling out, he let out a groan of disappointment, but it didn’t last long because I pushed three fingers inside him, plugging him. He let out a contented sigh. While I pumped my fingers in and out leisurely, I reached for Jasper’s hand. He entwined our fingers, looking as fucked as Finn, his cheeks rosy and his eyes glazed as he stepped in closer.
“You good, Jas?”
He nodded.
“Words, please.”
“Yes, my lord.”
“Why the name?” I asked, knowing he’d started it.
“I used to dream about you sitting on a throne while I kneeled at your side and you let me touch your cock and taste it. Not a blowjob, but just put it in my mouth while you stroked my hair.”
I leant in, kissing him quickly. “And you had no idea you were gay?” I asked quietly, a teasing note in my voice, as Finn’s moans floated around us.
Jasper smiled. “Seems a little obvious now I say it.”
“You want to take care of Twinkle here while I go take a shower?”
“What did you have in mind?”
I leant in and whispered, and when I pulled back, his eyes were wide and he nodded enthusiastically.
“As you wish, my lord.”
THIRTY-ONE
FINN
I woke with a jolt,so close to the edge of an orgasm, I could barely catch my breath.
I was being tortured. It was the only way to describe it, and it was quite possibly the best night of my life.
After being fucked by both Travis and Jasper, I stupidly told them I didn’t want them to let their cum leak out of me. I guess I had a thing for keeping it in. I’d never mentioned it before because, well, the men I’d been with had been dicks, and my wants and wishes never seemed to matter to them. I used plugs to do it before, but I didn’t have one with me, so when the urge got a little much last night, they plugged me with their cocks.
It started when Travis eased out his fingers and Jasper replaced them with his cock, carrying me to bed and only moving to switch positions and spoon me from behind. They cleaned me up, made me drink, checked in on me, all while his cock was inside me.
