Ficlet - Bunk Mates
Bunk Mates
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There’s what a man can do, and what a man can’t do. And this was far beyond what Jack could do any longer.
It wasn’t sharing his bunk that was the issue. The lack of space just made for more pleasant positions to wake up in. Such as now, pressed tightly against Will’s back, his needs making themselves firmly known. No, that was not the problem.
It was the brown eyes staring him in the face that was the matter. It was bad enough to have to share his bunk. He was NOT going to share anything else. One of them had to go.
“Will, she’s doing it again.”
A sleepy “Mffmp,” was followed by a large hand covering Jack’s and tucking it close.
Grinning into the nape of Will’s neck, Jack stretched and threw one leg over his partner’s, while freeing his hand and allowing it to meander down the length of Will’s chest and lower, finding his cock as hard as his own.
A nudge on the shoulder stopped him in mid stroke. Another, more persistent this time, made it perfectly clear.
“She’s jealous. It’s got to be that,” Jack groused, as he was once again poked. “Does it every bloody time.” He turned and growled, “Go away!”
His only answer was brown eyes woefully staring back.
“Fine! I’ll just be over there, in case you decide to tell her, once and for all, I don’t share.”
Jack pushed the intruding presence aside, and grabbing the blanket, wrapped it around his waist as he stalked off in search of some rum. God knows he needed some.
The sound of stifled laughter made him whirl, losing the blanket in the process. “Whut?” His eyes narrowed. “Are you laughing at me?”
Will, who was suddenly remarkably awake, sat up, scooting so his back was against the bulkhead. Wiping his eyes he started to reply, only to break down again in howls of mirth.
“Damn it, Will! You’d try the patience of Job!” Jack pointed at the other bed mate and said as sternly as he could under the circumstances, him standing there naked with his cock at half mast and his dearly beloved laughing fit to burst.
“Either she goes, or I go.”
Chuckling, Will turned and said in mock seriousness, “Looks like you’re going to have to find a new place to bunk, Caprice.”
Caprice just nibbled the pillow.
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Part of the ongoing saga of Caprice the goat. Previous installments can be found here.
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