Lily snorts out a laugh. “I mean… There are people who go to the swamp on purpose. Tourists. You can pretend you’re on vacation!”
I shudder at the thought. I’ve lived in the city all of my life, and the only times I’ve gone out into the woods have been to help bury a body or two. That was enough. I’d rather not have to traipse through muck or deal with bugs and leeches and alligators.
“Vacations are luxury hotels and nightlife, not rolling around in the mud and coming back with tick and mosquito bites,” I grumble.
“Aww, is poor Knives scared of a little mud and a few bugs?” she mocks.
“No, I just don’t see the point.” I sigh and point to the monitor. “That’s not a swamp, at least. That looks more like a highway.”
“A highway that runs right along the bayou,” Lily says helpfully. “Poor baby.” She waves a hand at me. “I need to get to work, and you’re distracting me with all the doom and gloom. Go on. Go find someone else to fuck, Knives. Get him out of your system before you get stuck with him.”
Somebody else to fuck. That might not be a bad idea, especially if I’m going to be working with Maddox closely in the future. I can’t just drag him into a supply closet and fuck him every time.
I should not be doing it at all.
What I need is a distraction. Somebody else to scratch this itch.
I pull up the hook-up app on my phone and start swiping through profiles. There’s a cute twink in the area who wants to fuck right now, please, daddy!!, and while I’m not into Daddy kink, I don’t mind going along with it if it means an easy fuck.
Lily elbows me. “That was your hint to get out of here.”
“I’m going to!” I hold up my phone. “Do you think he can handle me?”
She leers at me. “Yes, Daddy! Go show him a good time.”
“Yep.” I get up, but I pause at the door. “You’ll let me know as soon as you’ve found anything, right?”
Her expression is deadpan as she says, “I’ll let Maddox know. Just ask him.”
I sneer at her. “Don’t even joke about that.”
Laughing, she turns the monitor back toward her, starting to tap at the keys. “Just did, Romeo. Now get the fuck out of here. I know my company is great and all, but you’ll just have to suffer without it.”
I shake my head, but I close the door behind me. After telling the twink to expect me, I make my way to his apartment.
When he opens the door, he’s wearing a bathrobe and a big grin. “Ooh, you are just as big as your photo made you look, Daddy.”
I grunt at him and get closer, crowding him. “Yeah? You like big men, little boy?”
“Very much,” he croons, pressing up against me as he shuts the door behind me. “And I like what I see.” He takes a step back, then drops the bathrobe, revealing a thin, completely shaved body that I realize I’m in no way attracted to. “Do you like what you see?” he asks coyly.
Compared to Maddox, who’s broad-shouldered and fit, the twink is small and skinny. I could probably easily snap him in two. If I grab his wrist, it would probably break from even the slightest bit of force.
But I’m here for a reason, and being attracted to him isn’t important. As long as he’s got a tight hole, he’ll do.
“Yep,” I say, grabbing his ass and squeezing. “But maybe you should show me the rest of the goods first. I gotta make sure your little hole can handle me.”
He grins at me then turns, bending over and presenting his ass to me. He uses his hands to spread his ass cheeks. “Oh yeah. It can handle even you, Daddy.”
He’s gone so far as to shave his hole and balls. That’s a lot of dedication. Maddox isn’t as hairy as I am, but he’s got a decent amount of body hair. I like how he looks with it, and I can’t imagine him completely shaved.
Fuck, I’m not supposed to be thinking about Maddox right now.
I fondle the twink’s balls and push against his hole. “I’m not sure. We’ll probably need a lot of lube.”
More lube than I’d used with Maddox, that’s for sure. I’m not out to completely obliterate some stranger’s ass.
All of this makes me remember the other thing I need. I reach into my pocket, my hand closing around a condom.