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Heath flipped it over and over within his fingers. “I should get the first shot since I’m a guest, right?”

“I don’t remember that being one of the resort’s policies,” Dayne answered dryly. “We could play rock-paper-scissors to figure it out.”

Heath snorted. “I’m game if you are.”

Jesus.Here they were, two grown men naked in the middle of the woods playing rock, paper, scissors to see who got the first shot at fucking the other.

After three rounds, they finally had a winner.

“You won fair and square.” Luckily, Heath didn’t sound at all disappointed.

“I’m wondering if we should add this game to the resort’s events…”

Another snort exploded from Heath and he set aside the condom he was holding. “You could have a weekly game night. Add in strip poker and naked Twister.”

“Now that’s an idea!”

Heath shook his head. “I was kidding.”

“I know, but offering a game night for the guests might be fun. Okay, do we really want to have a conversation right now? We’re both naked. We’re both hard.” Obviously.

Heath raked his gaze over Dayne, making his cock twitch. “You look great in clothes, but I have to say, I prefer you naked and hard. Despite that piercing and ridiculous tattoo.”

“Ditto. On the naked and hard part, anyway.” Dayne pointed toward a large rock that came up to about their waists. “Plant your hands on that and bend over.”

With his teeth, he ripped open one of the lube packets and approached, taking in every inch of Heath he could see in the bent over position. “Has it been a while?”

Heath glanced over his shoulder, his eyes flicking from Dayne’s face to the open pack of lube in his hand. “Depends what you consider a while. For you, it might be a few days.”

That was true. “How long has it been since you’ve caught instead of batted?”

“Since I haven’t had a chance to date much lately, that answer is, unfortunately, a while.”

“That means I might be busting your ass, too. We’ll go slow.”

“And you?”

“You don’t need to go slow with me,” Dayne flat out told him.

“Why am I not surprised?” Amusement colored Heath’s tone.

Dayne shrugged and gave him his most innocent look.

Heath snort-laughed and, with a shake of his head, turned back to face the rock and adjusted his stance and hand placement.

Dayne ripped open the condom, rolled it on, generously covered himself with lube, then stepped up behind Heath. He spread the man’s cheeks apart, dripped more lube on Heath’s exposed hole and squeezed the rest on two of his own fingers.

“Ready?” Dayne whispered. He sure as hell was.

“I think you’ll need more lube.”

“I plan on it, but I want to work some inside first. I know what I’m doing, so let me do it. I want this to be good for both of us.” If it was, he hoped for a repeat performance. With Cara involved next time.

He inserted his slick middle finger into Heath and plunged it in and out a few times before adding his index finger. He then scissored them to see how tightHeath might be.

Heath didn’t tense at all, but instead rocked his hips back and forth while releasing a groaned, “Fuck me.”

Dayne would be happy to oblige. He slipped his fingers free and pressed the blunt end of his latex-covered cock to Heath’s opening. He should ask him again if he was ready, but Heath clearly knew what came next in this scenario.