“I want one of these in the cabin,” he announced. Nate laughed and slid deeper, and Zeeb rolled his eyes back. “Aw fuck, you’re gonna be ticklin’ my tonsils any second now.”
“Want me to stop?” Nate stilled, his hand on Zeeb’s shaft.
“Don’t you fuckin’dare,” Zeeb growled. “Wanna feel you come inside me.”
Nate’s eyes shone. “That won’t be long.” He thrust once more, and Zeeb widened his eyes.
“Yeah, keep doin’ that,” he said breathlessly. “All the fuckin’ way home. An’ go faster, all right?”
Nate worked Zeeb’s cock, his hips pumping, the swing swaying back and forth in constant motion. “Zeeb…” he moaned, stiffening.
Fuck, Zeeb could feel it pulsing, filling him, a sensation he wanted to enjoy again and again. “Aw, Nate,nowyou’ve gone ‘n’ done it,” he said with a shiver.
“Done what?”
“Can’t make my mind up which lane I like best.”
Nate laughed, his cock buried up to the hilt in Zeeb’s body, his hand a blur on Zeeb’s dick. “Your turn.”
Zeeb stared at Nate in wonder, lost in the sight of him, his flushed cheeks, his bright eyes, the tinge of red staining his chest and neck. “Such a beautiful man.”
Myman.
That single thought was enough to send him over the edge.
Zeeb creamed Nate’s fingers, his body jolted by wave after wave of pleasure, and all the while he and Nate were joined, connected….
When he was finally spent, he let out a long whoosh of air. “Holy fuck.”
Nate withdrew and came to stand beside him, bending low once more to kiss him. “That was….” Another kiss.
Zeeb put his hand on Nate’s nape and pulled him in for a deeper kiss.
Words were useless. He let his lips do all the talking. They were more eloquent than he could ever be.
Somewhere, a phone buzzed, and Zeeb froze.
“I hope that isn’t a signal to get our asses outta here.”
“Want me to check?”
He shook his head. “They can wait.”
Zeeb had a man to hold and kiss some more.
Then he made a mental note to look into getting a sling for the house.
Can’t wait to get Nate in it too.
Chapter Fifty-Three
August 22, 2024
Nate hadno idea what had woken him before dawn, but getting back to sleep proved impossible.
He knew why. His head was full of Zeeb.
So many thoughts, so many recollections, colliding at breakneck speed. Sure, sex featured heavily in them, but after the last three days that was hardly surprising.