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“Yes,” I responded before either could question me further. Forcing my eyelids open revealed what I’d expected.
Both men studied me, one with a smile—Albert, the French lover—and his husband with a concerned, arched brow.
“That boy has trouble written all over him,” Hanson declared, and I couldn’t argue. “The way he’s looking at you…”
Not glancing at Sean was a feat I somehow managed to accomplish. “How?” I pushed, needing to know.
“Like he wants to devour you from head to toe and go back for seconds.”
“Thirds,” Albert suggested with a chuckle.
Rarely did I drop an F-bomb, but fuck whispered a few times in my mind at the image painted in my mind from my friends’ words.
“Life is too short,” Albert continued as imaginary Sean licked down my happy trail toward my leaking cock. “I say ride him hard for as long as you can.”
“Albert!” Hanson admonished, his tone incredulous. “He’s our student!”
Only one of the reasons my conscience insisted I keep my distance even though every cell in my body vibrated with the need to attach to his.
Quietness slid over the table, and I rubbed my nape, attempting to tame the hairs Sean’s stare made stand on end. Regardless of why I needed to stay away from Sean, my body ached for a taste of him too.
“I’ll be right back,” I mumbled. The issue inside my slacks needed taking care of so I could sit and visit with my friends without behaving like an immature, lust-filled teenager.
The ruckus of people enjoying a night out faded as the bathroom door closed behind me. Ignoring the man at the urinal, I slipped into a stall and gave myself some privacy. I didn’t bother dropping my pants to my knees, just fished out my hard cock and palmed the throbbing head, grabbing a wad of toilet paper with my free hand.
While the man outside finished up his business, I stroked my length with the pre-cum oozing from my slit, my arousal already on the edge of release. Once allowed full ownership of the bathroom, I focused on my need.
Lips pressed in a thin line and nostrils flaring, I gave in to the fantasy of Sean on his knees, mouth open and waiting, pink tongue wet and hungry for my seed. The vision in my mind consumed my thoughts and senses. Ears ringing and thighs tightening, I ignored the guilt wanting to entwine through my guts like an invasive vine intent on choking out the bit of pleasure I allowed myself.
It wasn’t the first time I’d jerked off while thinking about my student, nor did the quick release surprise me.
Heavy exhales accompanied my ejaculating into the toilet paper, and I clenched my teeth against groans wishing to erupt from my mouth. Sean’s eyes would be darkened by lust, his throat bobbing as he swallowed my cum.
A quiet gasp escaped my lips with the final euphoric spurt from my slit that Sean would lick from his lower lip.
“Whatcha doing in there, Teach?”
Sean’s suggestive question kicked me in the stomach, and I dropped the soiled paper in the toilet and flushed it with my foot. Curses rang in my head as I attempted to calm my racing heart. Cock tucked back inside my boxer briefs and slacks, I unlatched the stall door.
Sunshiny energy radiated from the young man leaning against the wall in a tight shirt that showed off…nipple piercings?
My dick attempted to twitch, and I clenched my jaw, turning away from the knowing look in his eyes.
I pretended to pay him no mind while washing my hands and grabbing a few towels.
He stepped in front of the door as I reached for the handle to escape his presence. My hand fell shy of his abs by a mere foot.
Our gazes connected, an ocean of blue tempting me to dive in beneath the surface and never come up for air.
“You smell like cum.”
I gulped at Sean’s murmur, hating and yet loving the slow curl of his lips.
“What had your dick so hard that you had to jerk off in a bathroom stall? Talking dirty with Professor Martin and his husband? Or was it the sexual tension I feel sliding over my skin like a silken tongue every time we share a room?”
“Mr. Fox…” I attempted a firm tone but failed. His blunt words did strange things to my brain.
Sean stepped closer, and my body refused to back away even though my subconscious demanded I do so. His chest brushed against mine, his head tipping to the side. He leaned in even more, placing his lips near my ear. A hot exhale ghosted warm wetness over my lobe, and I shuddered.
