“Fuck,” he curses under his breath, his free hand flying up to smack the wall. “Yes.”
I slow down my movement, not wanting to finish yet. His admission does nothing to stave that feeling off, though. “Tell me… Have you ever watched another man masturbate before?”
Brows pinching together, he shakes his head.
“Not even in porn?” I arch an eyebrow in question.
His jaw tightens, but he says nothing.
“Say it,” I growl, every inch of my skin on fire.
“God,” he groans. “Yes, okay! I have.”
A smile spreads across my face. “You really are curious, aren’t you?” Finn curses under his breath once again, and I can tell he’s right on the edge. Hand going back around my cock, I pump myself, the dildo in my ass gliding in and out rapidly. “I’m close,” I cry out, white-hot pleasure making me shiver. “You gonna come with me, daddy?”
“Goddamnit,” he growls. Dropping his head forward, he jacks himself faster, harder. “What are you doin’ to me?”
Pride radiates through me, knowing how much I’m affecting him. Knowing he’s about to come because of me. Knowing how frustrated he is by how turned on he is because of me.
“Picture me on my knees in front of you,” I murmur as his eyes fly back to meet mine. “Imagine it’s my hand instead of yours. Imagine my tongue lapping up all that pre-cum dripping from the slit.”
Warmth floods my system, settling low in my spine, and I feel my release creep up. My balls tighten, my cock throbs, and my limbs quiver. I’m so damn close, but I need him to come too.
“Now picture your thick, stiff cock sliding over my hot, wet tongue. The tip touching the back of my throat as you watch my eyes fill up with moisture. Imagine emptying your load downmy tight throat as I spill my seed all over the floor because you letting go makes me come.” I’mright fucking there.So close it nearly steals my breath away. “Come on, daddy. Let go for me. Let me see that big, beautiful cock explode for me. I need it.”
I don’t recognize my own voice. I’m so far gone, it’s like my body is speaking without my brain making any say whatsoever. But it works because, a moment later, Finn lets out the sexiest groan I’ve ever heard as his jaw goes slack. He brings his hand down from the wall, and then thick ropes pulse from his cock as he releases into his palm. The sight of him coming is all it takes to send me over the edge too. Spurt after spurt jets out, covering my stomach as I throw my head back onto the pillow, letting pleasure take over my body. It’s the hardest I’ve come in…I don’t even know how long. It’s overwhelming, gripping every inch of my body, draining me completely.
When I finish and open my eyes, I find Finn still watching me hungrily. His gaze flits from the mess on my stomach up to my face, and I see the exact moment he sobers up. The second the fog clears and realization hits him. I’m not even a little surprised when he yanks his briefs back up with his free hand, turns, and leaves the room without a single word.
Well, shit.
That was fun while it lasted.
Chapter 18
Ash
As somebody who has known I was gay from a very young age and who came from a very supportive family who never made it seem like straightness was the default, I never had to deal with the grappling and coming to terms with my sexuality that a lot of queer folks do. I’m also aware of how privileged I am because of that.
Some people really fight it, some have a hard time accepting it.
Finn Moore is clearlysome people.
It’s been two weeks since the mutual masturbation incident in my room, and neither of us has breathed a word about it since. From the outside looking in, it probably appears like everything is normal, that nothing out of the ordinary and sordid took place between the two of us. At first, it bothered me. It really got under my skin, the way he avoided me. I didn’t want to be the first one to broach the topic, because it’s not me who’s in a relationship, it’s not me who is figuring out—or avoiding—their sexuality. Ifwe’re going to talk about what happened, it needs to come from him.
So, I waited.
And waited some more.
By the time mid-week rolled around, I knew he wasn’t just too busy to discuss it. He was flat out avoiding me. Finn is avoiding this bi-awakening of his and, at this point, I’m avoiding it too. Not just because I’m annoyed by his dismissal, but because it’s clear he’s struggling with it all. It’s not my place or my problem to walk him through coming out of the closet, so I’ve chosen to let it be. If he wants to pretend like it never happened, or like it doesn’t mean he’s any less straight since he didn’t touch me, that’s fine with me.
I need this job more than I need Finn to admit to himself that he’s a queer man. The entire situation is tricky. To be honest, I kind of feel bad for the guy. While I can’t relate to what he’s experiencing, I can empathize with him. He’s lived his entire life thinking he swung one way, only to realize later in life, that may not be the whole truth. I can imagine it’s gotta feel like kind of an identity crisis. And now that everything is said and done, I also am struggling with guilt.
Violet is my sister—my twin sister—and that’s her boyfriend, who she cares about. She’s the one who got me this job, and I repay her by goading her boyfriend into watching me masturbate. I think the hardest part for me is how I’ve always felt toward her for the way she always ended up guys that I liked.
I’m a hypocrite.
Worse than a hypocrite, actually, because I don’t think Violet ever dated those men maliciously. She may not have even known I liked them, and if she did, she probably assumed it wasn’t that serious. And while I don’t think I did what I did with Finnmaliciously,per se, I definitely knew what I was doing. This isn’t just a crush to my sister. This is the man she’s in a relationshipwith, and while, yeah, I don’t think it’s as serious as she wishes it were, that doesn’t make what I did any better.
