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“Ugh!”

I couldn’t help but laugh at Luke’s disappointed groan. Imagine a best friend that noticed you were gone, and cared enough to follow you out of the bar. The nerve!

“Where are you-” I saw Ty’s eyes stare at the tents in our shorts for a few seconds. “Oh shit, you two were probably going to mess around, huh?”

“That was the plan,” I admitted.

“I wish I could say the same.”

“Hey, I can do a lot to you in that cage, Ty,” Declan said. A loud slap punctuated the air. “Might redden that ass a bit. Make you beg for release.”

“Fuck, that’s hot. Cam. Hotel. Now!”

Declan chuckled. “Have fun you two. Looks like I need to remind my little Ty who’s in charge in the bedroom. Text ya later.”

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Lucas

We did not get any texts later.

Well, Cam silenced our phones.

When I begged to be fucked, Cam took it pretty seriously. When we first moved in together, we fucked four, five times a week or more, and it was intense. Sometimes even twice a day. Four years later, the intensity was the same, but the frequency had declined. Without even discussing it, we both knew it to be true, so any time we did fuck now, it was like the Olympics of sex.

Don’t get me wrong. There were morning quickies and soapy shower handjobs and plenty of highway semen swallowed, but there was something about a dick entering a butthole. It was sacred, and we wanted to give our partner the ride of their life, every time. It was probably the competitive streak in us.

So, it wasn’t a surprise that in order to wake us, Colton had to almost break down the door. Sounded like it anyway. I finally opened the door between our rooms.

“What?” I yelled angrily, naked and likely covered in dried cum. I lost track of how many loads were exchanged last night, but I knew it smelled like the dorm room set of Sketchy Sex in here.

“God damn, Lucas. You dirty fuckin’ dog, you.”

I rolled my eyes and turned to look for a bathrobe, but all I could find was a pair of briefs. Jock briefs, of course, so my ass was still exposed. “What’s up? I see you found your way back last night.”

“Always do.”

“Cam! We have company.”

He might’ve wrecked my ass last night, but that takes a lot of work. It appeared I wore him out.

“Zeph and I have to go. Back to Texas. Daddy’s in the hospital.”

Cam sat bolt upright at that, and threw back the covers. Even with a massive case of bedhead, a few hickies all over his neck and torso, and his soft dick bouncing between his legs as he joined us, he looked like Adonis come to life.

Might be an idea for a photoshoot in there somewhere.

At this point, I don’t even know why I put on briefs, though it felt a little imbalanced since Colton and Zeph were fully clothed. Cam, still completely naked, grabbed Colton by the shoulders, and said, “Repeat that. Your dad. Is he going to be okay?”

“Dadgum, Cam! How much semen did you swallow last night?”

Cam took a step back. “Sorry.”

“Daddy’s alright as far as Beau will tell me. Mom can’t talk to me though without sheddin’ tears, so maybe Beau’s just bein’ optimistic?”

“I wish I could come with you.”

“That’s sweet, Cam Cam, but even I’d choose the Olympics over Daddy.”