Page 24 of And the Best Man Ran Away With the Groom

“Fucking hell!”he growls. “Knock—Jesus. How many times?”

I pause in my step, surprised to find him awake. I usually get nothing but some grumbled nonsense out of him until I literally pull him from bed and he starts swearing at me. But then my eyes adjust to the gloom of the bungalow, and I realise that not only is he awake, but he’s…busy.

“Oh, shit. Sorry.” I shoulddefinitelyleave, but my feet seem planted to the ground, and my eyes are glued to the bed where Xav is lying on his back, wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs. But that’s not what has me transfixed; nope, my stupor has been brought on by the sight of Xav’s dick, which he’s pulled out of his jocks and is now running his hand over. Just like he fisted me last night…

“Right, so I guess you’re going to stay and watch then?” Xavier asks in a strained voice.

“I—uh…” I need to go. I need to give him privacy. But I just can’t move. I’m rooted to the spot.

“Too late,” he grunts out, and the next thing I see is him arching off the bed, his head tossed back with a groan as cum spills from his cock to cover his stomach.

All I can think about when I see the mess is last night and the way Xav seemed to savour the taste of my own jizz as he licked it off his fingers. If you’d asked me this time yesterday, I probably would have screwed my face up at the mere thought of something like that. I mean, it’s one thing to swallow after a head job, but to enjoy the taste of cum so much you’d want to dothat?I doubt I’d have been able to get my head around it. Now, though? Now I’m pretty sure it ranks as one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen…

Has Xav licked Jack’s cum off his fingers? Argh, fuck no—let’s not go there. And it’s not even that I don’t want to be thinking about how the guy who got me off last night probably did the same thing—and no doubt more—with my best mate not too long ago, although that’s definitely part of it; the fact is, for some strange reason, I don’t want to be thinking of Xavier doing that withanybody.

What the hell is going on with me?

“You alright?” Xav asks. “You seem kind of pale.”

I give a sharp shake of my head, brushing the overwhelming thoughts from my head. Snapping my gaze back to the bed, I see Xavier has put his cock away, but is still lying there covered in jizz. “I’m fine. Um…sorry for…” I gesture awkwardly in the direction of the bed. “You know.”

He quirks an eyebrow at me. “I did warn you about knocking.”

My cheeks flame as I try in vain to tamp down my embarrassment. “Yeah, sorry.”

Xavier just shrugs. “No biggie.” He scans his eyes over me, his brows creeping up as he spots the stiffy tenting the front of my boardies. He doesn’t comment though, and I find I’m a little disappointed about that. I’m not sure what I was expecting, but a big part of me definitely wanted him to climb off the bed, stalk over to me, and offer to help me out like he did last night.

“Uh, we have that diving lesson at eight,” I remind him.

“Right,” he says, finally getting up from the bed. “I’ll meet you in ten. Need to shower first.”

I still can’t seem to get my feet to move. The thought of Xavier’s naked body with water falling all around him has me absolutely thrumming with desire.

“What? You want to watch me do that too?” he asks with a smirk.

Yes.I don’t admit that out loud, though. I can tell by his tone the offer isn’t a serious one, so instead I finally manage to get my feet moving and head for the door. “See you at breakfast in ten.”

Once I’m out the door, I make a dash back to my bungalow so I can take care of my little problem. I have a feeling this is going to be a hell of a long day…

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Xavier

If you thought it would be easy to focus on the diving instructor running us through all the safety protocols and procedures after that little interlude with Trent this morning, you’d be dead wrong. Even though Iknowhow important this information is, I just can’t stop my mind from wandering back to that scene in my bungalow earlier: Trent’s gaze fixed on me while I got myself off, his eyes full of hunger, and the unmistakeable tent at the front of his shorts. I mean, I knew after last night that he returned my interest…to an extent.But I definitely wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction to walking in on me practically naked and fisting my dick.

“Ready to go?” Trent asks brightly, giving me a casual pat on the shoulder as though everything is totally normal and he didn’t catch me masturbating this morning.

I shake myself out of my daze and glance around to find the instructor has finished with the safety briefing and everyone is getting ready to jump off the boat.Ah, fuck.

Luckily, I’ve been diving before so I do at least know the basics. I would have liked to have a bit of a refresher though. I decide to just stick close to Trent considering he seems to have soaked in every word the instructor said. I’ll have to make sure I’m actually taking in the scenes around us and not just ogling his arse in the tight wetsuit, though. The last thing I need is to get sucked into another daydream and wander into a cave or ascend too quickly or something stupid like that.

But ss soon as we get under water, I know I don’t need to worry. As amazing as Trent’s arse is, I’m not quite sure it can compare to the breathtaking environment around us. Maybe if it were bare and covered in my cum…

Okay, Xav—dangerously close to daydream territory…

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