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  They soaped and pinched and had a grand old time, but soon Poe was ready for the main event. Hot tub sex. He rinsed them off and shut off the water, his hands slipping on Cam's wet skin. "Come on, honey. Bubbles feel great on your ass when you're having sex."

  "And all this time I thought it was the heat that did it." Cam slipped out of his arms, leaving him to turn the water off while the kid got the hot tub bubbling. Now, that? Was a fine, fine ass.

  Firm and full-packed.

  White.

  High and promising to be tight.

  Poe wandered over and felt that ass up, letting his pinkies press against the dangling balls. Those were nice and heavy, too, just what the doctor ordered. Cam went up on tiptoe, muscles going tight and damn near tumbling himself over into the tub.

  "Oh, someone's sensitive, huh?" His hand flattened out, slid underneath to lift Cam's balls, pressing just enough.

  "Uh..." That was pretty as fuck, watching Cam jerk and rock, a flush starting right at the base of Cam's spine.

  "Oh, yeah." A man could lick that...well, Hell. Why not? His knees thudded on the floor and his lips landed right on that amazing ass, his tongue sliding down to slip through his fingers and taste that hot, wrinkled skin.

  "Oh, sweet Christ." Cam's hips rolled, the sharp cry ringing out and Poe figured maybe Cam was going to do some singing of his own. He tasted, played, letting his tongue rub back and forth. His fingers kept exploring, his thumb pushing at Cam's hole, roaming. Oh, no Home on the Range during fucking. Cam spread for him, pretty ass pushing right back into his face like a ripe peach. Well, except peaches didn't push, but if they did? Man, this ass would be peachy.

  Fuzzy, perky and kinda not...pink. Oh well. It tasted good anyway.

  Cam stood suddenly, stepping away. "I'm gonna. Damn. That just. Lord."

  Huh, it only took a little rimming to get incoherence. Go him. Poe climbed to his feet. "What? You want something else?"

  "You're gonna make me shoot all over the side of the tub."

  That was almost adorable. Almost.

  Poe dragged one finger up between the cheeks of that quarter-bouncing ass. "Yeah? That might be fun. See if I can get you up again." Lord have mercy, those legs parted like a practiced whore's. "You like that too, huh? You like to bottom, Cam? Like to take it hard?" His cock ached, pointing where it wanted to go.

  "Goddamn. The things you say..." It wasn't a yes, but it sure as fuck wasn't a no.

  "What? I say what I mean." He grabbed with both hands, letting his thumbs stretch that sweet ass open. Oh, Jesus Fuck.

  Cam bent right on over, hips rolling. Yeah, pretty man. Just like that.

  "You're something else. I like it. Bold as brass." Goddamn. He slipped both thumbs in a tiny bit.

  "Uhn."

  That was a nice sound and he pushed some, wanting another. He got it too, deep and low. Slick. He needed something slick. Oh, coconut oil. Good hotel. Poe grabbed it and got some on his hands, pushing a finger right inside Cam's body. Mmm. Nice and tight, slick. Goddamn. His cock would fit in there like a hand in a glove.

  Poe walked right up and rubbed, his cock pushing along the crease, his finger moving in and out.

  "Oh, damn." Cam had himself a pretty back, the muscles working under tan skin.

  Cam kissed above one shoulder blade, his tongue tasting soap and clean skin. "You're damned pretty. Don't suppose you've got a rubber?"

  "Yeah. I always do. Just in case, you know?" The kid sounded damn near embarrassed.

  "I do. But I left mine in my jeans. Where’s yours?"

  "That little ditty bag by the sink." Yep. There it was. Four little packets in a row. Bingo.

  Poe smoothed one on before he even walked back to that ass, because damn. Then he got more oil and worked it into Cam, knowing the kid needed to be open to take him. The head of his cock pressed, barely making it in.

  "Oh, fuck. Full." Cam shivered, rocking back a bit, taking another half-inch.

  "Tight." He panted, needing to move, but wanting Cam to take him in on his own. No way was he going to ruin this by hurting the kid.

  "Uh-huh." That pretty back flushed rosy, muscles fluttering around him. Goddamn.

  Gritting his teeth, Poe started moving finally, his cock on fire, his whole body like the rock he dug through to find oil or ore. His hips snapped, pushing him in with short, sharp thrusts. Cam pushed back toward him, finally, blessedly riding his cock.

  "Goddamn." That was it. That was the thing. Poe squeezed in over and over. God, yeah. More.

  Cam groaned, shifted against him and then a sharp cry sounded. "There!"

  Score. He'd found the sweet spot. Poe pounded it, really letting Cam have it. Sweat ran on his chest and belly, on Cam's back, and Poe leaned over the kid, rubbing skin on skin. Cam gave it up so pretty, humping back against him, fucking hot noises pouring from the kid like he was the center of the world.

  Poe tried to make it last, but he knew he couldn't much longer, so he grabbed Cam's swinging cock and started stroking, pushing in and in and trying to keep his eyes open. His hand got humped, like Cam was a naughty puppy, that prick leaving wet kisses on his palm. Then spunk poured right over his fingers, that tight ass milking his cock absolutely perfectly. Poe came with a shout, his head spinning, his muscles like frozen rope. Fuck. Fuckity fuck. He already looked forward to the next time.

  They panted, caught their breath, then Cam shifted and he slipped right out of heaven. It didn't take much, just a nudge and a step after that and they were neck deep in the hot tub. They cozied right up. Poe grinned, floating and happy as a pig in shit. "Well, hey there."

  "Hey." Cam's head rolled on his neck, the kid all boneless. Yep. He was so going to do that again.

  As soon as he could.

  Chapter Two

  Jesus fucking Christ.

  He hadn't been fucked like that since...

  Well, never.

  The bubbles were going like mad, tickling his toes, his muscles fucking melted. Man, go to Mexico to try and get a professor to cough up money or resources, end up with a thick, fat cock and a tanned son of a bitch grinning at you. He could appreciate that. Cameron looked over at Mr. Tanned and Incredibly Forward and grinned. "Man, every place should have a hot tub."

  Poe nodded enthusiastically. "You bet. And they should all have mini bars and chocolates on the pillows, you know?"

  "Mmmhmm." Uhn. Chocolate. He was a fan. He let one foot drag up along Poe's leg, toes pulling the little hairs.

  "Woo. Watch it. Gonna strip me bald." The man had a smile that would light up a stadium.

  "Nah, you don't look like the waxed and bare type." He'd met some of those.

  "God, no. When you're on a North Atlantic rig? You need all the hair you can get." Grinning wider, Poe reached down and stroked his foot.

  His toes curled, his cock throbbing. "I've never been in the Atlantic. I'm a Gulf boy."

  "Ah. Well, let me tell you. It's cold like I've never experienced anywhere else. I guess I need someone hot as you to warm me up, huh?"

  "Flattery will get you nowhere." He laughed, slapping the water and sending over a little splash.

  "You think?" Poe moved closer, those eyes bright and full of mischief. "I bet it could get me all kinds of places."

  "Not a chance..." He fought his grin with all he had. He was supposed to be planning, working, not...

  Ah, fuck it. All work and no play made Cam a dull boy.

  "Your mouth says no, but the rest of you is saying something else. I think I'll go with the majority vote." That man was a horn dog.

  "Democracy at work, huh?" He let himself scootch over, his legs sliding against Poe's. The man was all hard muscles.

  "You bet." Big hands landed on his hip and shoulder, Poe pulling him up on those strong thighs. "I'm all for the whole electoral process. I think we need to see what this constituent thinks." Cam jumped as Poe's fingers slipped down to wrap around his cock.

  "Are you sure he's a registered voter?" He slid his fingers up along Poe's arms, thighs going tight as Poe started doing this rubbing-tugging-pulling thing.

  "You bet. Card-carrying." Poe's thumb worked up the underside of his cock, rubbing like crazy.

  "Oh..." He arched, grinning like a newborn fool as every fucking nerve in his body went zing.

  "Yep. I can vote in the primaries..." Poe stroked hard on a downswing. "I can vote in the main elections..." Then the man pushed against his slit on the way up. Jesus.

  Cam’s head rolled on his neck and he damn near lost control. "Run-offs?" Go him, for thinking of something clever.

  "Huh?" Oh, now who was losing the thread? Poe stared down at the bubbling water, watching his own hand appear and disappear, pure hunger on his face.

  Cam started humping, ass aching, water making it stretch, making it last.

  "So fucking pretty. I knew if I sat on the beach long enough..." The words trailed off as Poe swarmed closer to him, cupping his head with the other hand to pull him up for a kiss. Fuck, that was way hotter than getting grilled by your thesis committee.

  Cam dove right into the kiss, tongue sliding against Poe's, fucking those swollen lips. Poe hummed for him, holding him tight and giving him complete focus. Like nothing else existed. Period. God, it was addictive. He sorta felt guilty, because he was so caught up that he couldn't touch back, couldn't make Poe feel as good as he did. But just sort of. Mostly he just wanted more. Not that Poe seemed to mind. The man was all about giving, touching him all over the place, the one hand moving on his cock, stroking, pulling, demanding. Cam gave it up, too, belly sliding against Poe's, their skin slick as anything.

  "Sweet." The word vibrated against his mouth, Poe nipping at his lower lip. It stung enough to be good, to make him gasp and rub harder.

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bsp; Shit, he was never going to last. Cam rolled his hips, Poe's thumb nudging the slit enough to shove him over the edge.

  "Oh, yeah." Man, that voice got all rough and hot when he came, Poe's eyes never leaving him, watching him like nothing going.

  "Damn..." He moaned into Poe's mouth, bones gone rubber, brains wanting to dribble out his ears.

  "Mmmhmm. Man, I like the way you come, honey. Balls out, all in." Poe was sexy as Hell. He really was. That voice that only got hotter and hotter? Oh, yeah.

  Cam scooted, ass rubbing on Poe's thighs, belly rubbing against Poe's cock. Bucking, Poe rubbed right back against him, hips rolling under the water. That cock all but burned against him, so hard that it slapped a little even against the resistance of the water. He slid one hand down, fingers wrapping tight around Poe's prick. "Sit up on the edge, man. I'll suck you off."

  "Oh, God, yeah." Muscles bunched and pulled under Poe's skin as the man heaved up out of the tub. Now he could see as well as feel, and it was mouth watering.

  "You're built like a brick house." He leaned in, tongue sliding over the tip of Poe's prick. His hands slid up along those long legs, spreading Poe open.

  Arms braced on the edge of the tub, Poe leaned back for him, pushing up with his hips. "Good, man. Oh, fuck, that's good."

  Cam loved this -- the heat and the pleasure, the way Poe's cock pushed into his throat. All of it. Hell, he even liked the way Poe's hands cupped his head, guiding him up and down. Not pushing hard or anything, but showing him what Poe liked. They got a rhythm going -- Poe pushing deep in him, his throat squeezing the tip of Poe's prick. The greatest noises came from Poe's throat, deep, guttural sounds that spurred him on, made him suck harder. He could taste the heat and bitter salt of Poe's skin, his pre-come. Yes.

  He rolled Poe's balls, pushing enough for Poe to feel it, enough that it would ache.

  "Fuck!" That was all it took. Poe came for him, wet heat sliding down his throat as Poe's cock throbbed in his mouth. Jesus, the man was strong.

  He cleaned the heavy cock off, then let himself float back, blinking nice and slow. Dude, two orgasms, hot water, rum -- he was toasted.

  A soft chuckle sounded before hard hands pulled him up out of the water. "No drowning, man. We need you alive and kicking."

  "You think?" He was all wobbly-headed.

  "Uh-huh." His ass landed hard on the side of the tub, the water making him too slick to hold on to, maybe. Something. Working it out required thought. "Besides, there's a bed."

  "I could nap, man. You melted me." This guy didn't seem to be the axe-murdering kind.

  "I could stand to sleep some, too. Then food." Poe pulled at him again, getting him going toward the bed.

  "Uh-huh. Food is cool..." He tumbled into the sheets, managing to scoot over enough to share.

  "I like food." Crowding right up against him, Poe pulled him in with one arm, yanking the covers over them with the other hand. Oh. Warm.

  He snuggled in, asleep before he remembered he really wasn't a cuddly guy.

  ***

  "No, I need to cancel, man. Oh, Hell, you don't need me, you've got Freeman and Deuce. Yeah, yeah." Poe paced, talking into his little cell phone and watching Cam sleep. He was ducking out of the oil job in Godforsaken Alaska in favor of hitching onto Cam's project, whatever it was.

  It had to be better than freezing his ass off on an oil rig for four months. Hell, if he had access to Cam's hot ass, it was infinitely better than anything since maybe Max.

  "Okay. Yeah, you can call me. If I can get a signal, I'll be happy to give you all the expert advice you need."

  He finally got off the phone with the drill manager and sighed, tossing the little cell aside. He stretched, pondering the hot tub again. They'd worked hard the night before. Cam had a love bite right above one nipple, and there was another one on the kid's jaw. Yum. Maybe they ought to play in bed. Grinning, Poe backed off a few steps and took a running leap, landing a cannonball right in the middle of the bed.

  That was a great oof. Cam's hands reached up, wrapped around his arms and held on, the kid's eyes wild. "Hey."

  "Hey!" Still bouncing, he leaned down for a kiss, pushing at Cam's lips until they opened and let him in. Woo.

  Man, that was one warm man, all that soft skin like a furnace. Poe touched everywhere he could, his hands skating over Cam's body, savoring the feel of the man. Lord, that was a fine body, not squat and square like his, lean and sweet and good.

  "You're fucking good at mornings, huh?" Cam started nibbling and licking. He did love him an oral man, yessir.

  "Oh, I like them all. Especially if I have someone to play with. You think we can get pancakes in Mexico? I can say panqueque in Spanish."

  "Uh-huh. Room service. We're on the department budget." Teeth scraped along his nipple, stinging a little.

  "Man, you gotta like that." That was living. As slow as shit was in Mexico, they could order now and then get busy. The food would never arrive before they were done.

  "Grab the menu." He got another nibble, then Cam moved down on his belly, nuzzling and licking away.

  Like he was gonna concentrate with that mouth on him. Still, Poe put on his game face and grabbed the book by the bed. "Oh. Eggs. Orange juice. Pancakes. Some kind of weird meat I can't pronounce. Sounds good..." He picked up the phone and placed the order.

  "Mmmhmm. Coffee. Don't forget the coffee." Fuck, Cam was focused.

  "Co...huh? What? Oh, the drink stuff..." Oh, man, when his cock disappeared into that hot mouth he almost lost it. Good morning, Mexico! He added coffee to the order, muttered their room number and hung up before he lost it completely.

  "Mmmhmm." Those hands spread him wide, fingers on his nuts, tugging so that he felt it.

  Poe let his thighs fall open as wide as they could go, pushing up into Cam's lips, letting his whole length slide in and out. Wet as a summer rain, hot as Louisiana in July, the man made him moan and wiggle, happy as a dog with two tails.

  Shit, he did love himself a man that enjoyed a nice blowjob. And Lord knew it looked like Cam was one of those, humming and groaning around his prick, sucking hard enough to start a leaf-blower.

  The least he could do was help, so he stretched out and arched up and filled Cam's mouth over and over. His prick throbbed, his balls tingled, and Poe urged Cam on with some choice and filthy, words. Cam's hands slid under his ass, pulling him in deeper and -- goddamn -- his cock slid into Cam's throat, the muscles squeezing tight.

  "Shit!" His whole body shook, his nipples like little rocks, his balls like bigger ones...hard and tight. Yeah. More. Come on.

  One finger tapped his hole, pushing.

  "Fuck!" Poe bucked, coming hard, his balls emptying out. His belly felt like it was trying to meet his spine, he bent so hard.