I fucked him last night’” said the quiet voice over his shoulder. A quick glance around the cafeteria showed that everyone was far more interested in eating than in paying any attention to him. It also seemed to show that there was no one within speaking distance either.
“What?”
“Last night. I. Fucked. Him. You know I’ve wanted to.”
Indeed, he had known that for quite a long time. It had been one of their favourite, and more arousing role-playing fantasies. The idea of the three of them alone in a bedroom together was enough to stir his blood. No clothes. No inhibitions. Three pairs of hands soothing sex heated skin, three eager mouths trying their best to please, three hard quivering cocks each wanting to come deep in one of their compatriots arses. He had to close his eyes to concentrate on willing himself to concentrate on the matter at hand.
“You were away at another meeting, and I just couldn’t hold myself back any longer. He was shocked and overwhelmed at first, but he was also too flattered to turn me away. It was just like we’d always imagined he’d react. So willing to be a part of something and someone who doesn’t notice what he is over who he is.”
Yes, Sean could certainly see that. Had in fact seen that over the last 3 years that Mathew had been teaching; and even before that, through his whole time as a student at the school. If one showed deep feelings towards the boy and not towards his title, he would do most anything for you. Even if all you’d ever shown him was contempt.
“I do wish that you’d been there, though, love,” Joserlin continued. “I kept imagining all the things we’d dreamed up and how good it would feel to play them through. The thought of seeing your lips wrapped around his hard flesh and his head thrown back, eyes closed and moaning your name was more than enough to keep me hard long enough to come three times. As if having that young smooth body to touch and taste wasn’t enough.”
“How did it happen? That the two of you got together, I mean,” Sean asked hoarsely, and quietly, mindful of the other professors sitting not too far away. He was having to work hard to keep his face impassive, masking the niggling hurt he felt at having his lover take someone else to bed.
“Oh, Mathew had had trouble with a couple of his students today, and he’d come to talk to me about them. Of course, after we had that problem aired, we continued chatting, and it soon came out how handsome I thought him, and how I thought he’d grown up to be a wonderful person. He’d started blushing, and so I reached over and laid my hand along his cheek”, at this point Sean noticed an invisible hand tracing a gentle line up and down his jaw, “and leaned in just brushing his lips with my own…” Again the demonstration occurred as well, and Sean had to glare off several confused looks that were being thrown his way.