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Darby stared at Colby’s hand and reached for him, too, separating the distance of any broken moments they shared in another time. He squeezed and released, pulled and tugged. The first shot of cum sprayed against the headboard. Colby fell against the bed, and Donovan smirked. “Give it to him,” he said.

Nate had plenty to offer. He held fast to Colby’s hips and dragged him to the edge of the bed. Donovan followed suit, and they fucked and fucked until their lovers were begging and provoking their release with vocal encouragement.

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But neither found their fill in the men bottoming for them. What they desired right then was something Colby and Darby wouldn’t understand. They needed one another, and the fulfillment they sought was only attainable in each other’s arms.

* * * *

Nate sat with his back against the headboard. With splayed legs, he patted his hard-on, and Donovan rolled the condom over him.

Colby and Darby slept next to them. Nate and Donovan waited for them to fall into a deep sleep.

Realizing the noise they’d soon make would shake the dead, Nate kissed Colby’s ear and whispered, “I love you.”

No one heard his sentiments, not even Colby, but Nate planned to tell him later. Maybe when time was on their side, he would let him know he’d always loved him and had never stopped searching for him even after their parting of ways.

He returned his focus to Donovan who muttered, “Give me everything you’ve got. Don’t hold back.”

Fingering his bottom with the clear lubricant, Donovan towered over Nate’s cock, and Nate cried out upon first impalement, “Yeah, baby. This is what I need. Your ass is so fucking tight.”

Donovan sat erect, and once Nate discovered the snug fit, he plunged forward, placing his hands on Donovan’s back and humping his ass like he’d never find relief. If he found the end sooner than he might like, he wasn’t sliding out or moving away. Hell no, this kind of sex wasn’t one a man deserted in a hurry.

Reaching around his body, Nate ran his thumbs over Donovan’s pointed nipples. Rolling, rolling, rolling, he made sure he stimulated the man, assurance found when Donovan’s grunts and groans drove him to the brink of an orgasm, a powerful release he didn’t want to experience.

Withdrawing two or three inches, Nate bit out, “Get up.”

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Once on his knees, Nate eyed Donovan's ass. He had a round bottom, a tight hole, and a dick Nate would never get tired of seeing.

Donovan's cock lured him. Nate reached for him and pumped, hovering over his back as he thrust in between his cheeks once again.

“Come!” Donovan shouted, covering Nate’s hand with his own and taking over, then working for his own hot release.

Beads of sweat poured off of Nate, and he continued fucking.

“Hell yeah!” he yelled.

Oh, yes, he was coming. The beginning of the orgasm burned his balls before the river of cum flooded into his shaft and spurted into the rain gear covering his cock. Harder and harder, the jet of his release flowed from his body.

Again, he fell against Donovan’s back when Donovan started humping forward. He took Donovan’s cock in hand and squeezed tight, releasing the agony of pent-up sexual frustration, continuing to fill the condom with his own orgasm while Donovan found the essence of his.

“Shit, Nate!” he screamed, collapsing onto the mattress.

Nate fell with him. His hand locked tightly around Donovan’s sticky penis, the cum gluing his fingers together and the vibrations of the man pulsing under his grip gathering more and more momentum.

Nate kept coming.

“God, you feel good,” Nate said, taking a ragged breath.

Donovan flipped over on his back. He reached up, and with the pad of his thumb, rubbed the texture of Nate’s bottom lip.

Nate tried to kiss him then, and Donovan stared at him, a peculiar longing in his eyes, and Nate found recognition. In those unspoken moments, Nate understood what Donovan wanted to say.

Gasping, Nate roughly cupped his neck and pulled him forward.

His spent cock rubbed his groin, and the aggravation of a full condom reminded him of time they could carelessly waste if they didn’t take precautions.

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Slipping his hand between their bodies, Nate took the kiss he intended to savor. The smell of sex surrounded them, and the sweaty body under him reminded him that yes, in fact, he was and always had been a man’s man. Regardless of what he felt for Karen, he craved a man’s arms around him, a hard body to stroke. Karen had been an exception, possibly a well manipulated diversion.

His tongue glided across Donovan’s, and he deepened the kiss when Donovan responded by moaning into his mouth, sucking on his tongue, and dueling for control. “Get cleaned up and come back to bed,” he whispered into his mouth.

Nate smiled. “Haven’t had enough?”

“Never enough,” he promised.

Nate slid away from him. Darby stirred when he left the king size bed, and Colby continued to snore. What soldiers they all were. Two were sleeping soundly, and the other two were fucking out their feelings, trying to decipher what they meant to one another.

Standing in the bathroom, Nate studied his reflection in the mirror over the porcelain sink. He gripped the cold stone and looked closer.

Sure enough, he thought, he saw the changes.

Nate looked into the eyes of a man who never knew how to love, but now loved. He recognized the wrinkles across his forehead, though far too premature, and yet the lines of a rougher time creasing over his brow only made him thankful for what he now enjoyed.

Donovan slipped into the bathroom, and Nate glanced up at the reflection behind him. With his cock in hand, Donovan gripped the base. The hard round tip pressed through the clear condom, and the shape alone lured him.

Nate reached for him. He took Donovan's cock in hand and pulled back and forth, working him almost with as much aggression as he used when he wanted him to come. Heavy lids shielded his eyes then, and Donovan said, “I want to love you, Nate. God help me, I want to love you.”

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Nate gripped the sink and dropped his head, arching his back and rolling his hips forward and back in preparation. He closed his eyes and said, “Then, love me. Do it now because we have no guarantees of what we face tomorrow.”

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“You’re in love with both of us,” Colby said the next morning when Nate joined him at the island fruit and juice bar. Boasting the island’s best breakfast, the resort only offered a continental style buffet, but the fruits and juices were fresh and unmatched when compared to store bought items found back home. The man across the table appealed to him far more than the foods piled high on their small plates.

Nate tossed his cloth napkin in his lap in the nick of time. Colby looked good enough to fuck over coffee, and after a few too many romps with Donovan throughout the night, he still maintained a rise in his pants.

Sipping his juice, Colby said, “I hope you tell me something resembling the truth. I want to hear it from you.”

Nate cleared his throat, looked around the dining room and then pointed toward the men’s room. “I just remembered I didn’t wash my hands. I’ll be right back.”

He stood up, made a scene by pointing to the sizeable bulge in his pants and said, “I hope I don’t have to take care of this by myself.”

A few minutes later, Colby slipped into the bathroom, too, locked the door behind him and dropped to his knees.

“Hell yes,” Nate said, fisting his dick and placing the tip to Colby’s lips.

Licking up and down the shaft, Colby mumbled, “Love me like the devil you are, Nate.”

Nate held Colby's head in between his palms. “You’re the sexiest man alive,” he said.

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“But,” Colby said, flinching, “you love Donovan.”

“I love you,” he stated flatly, watching the light return to Colby’s eyes. “I’m in love with you, Colby Carrington.”

“You love me?”

“Yes,” he said, still stiff, turned on even further after revealing the truth and wanting desperately to love the daylights right out of him then.

“But you and Donovan had sex all night long,” he complained. “I mean, I know we always said we could mess around with other guys, but come on. You—”

“You’re right, we fucked like crazy. None of it changes how I feel about you,” he assured Colby, yanking him forward and kissing him hard on the mouth, fighting against tight lips in order to force his way into the heart of a heated kiss.

When Colby accepted the kiss, he whimpered out a sigh, and then he caressed Nate’s cheek with his knuckles. “Don’t die on me today, Nate,” he said. “Please, please, please, don’t die out there today.”

A loud knock came at the door then. Nate stuffed his cock back in his slacks and cursed. “Damn it to hell. What do you want?”

Colby reached for his gun, and Nate slid his hand down his leg and grabbed his hunting knife.

“Someone there?” Colby called out.

“Get out here now, soldiers.”

“Fuck my life,” Nate said, squeezing his eyes shut. “It’s Shoemaker.”

Colby grabbed his arm, pressed his fingers to his lips and then pointed to an open window barely big enough for a man the size of Nate to squeeze through.

After grabbing onto a thin bar across the back of the restroom, they each flipped over the rod and kicked their way through the window, finding the ground beneath them soft enough for a suitable landing. Then, they ran like hell.

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* * * *

Darby knew when he saw them approaching. He didn’t need the order, but Nate delivered it anyway. “Get to the porch, hands behind your back. Help me out here,” he said, grabbing weapons and sticking them everywhere clothing concealed.

“He’s here,” Colby said, tossing Donovan his bag of weaponry and finding his own in a nearby storage cabinet.

Darby went outside, took his place and stared back inside. “I don’t like this,” he reminded them.

Donovan grabbed Nate by the forearm, and Darby saw his fingers caress the underside of Nate's arm. “Don’t let anything happen to him.”

Nate nodded and then stuck a clip in the butt of a gun and joined him on the porch. “Everything in place, little soldier boy?” he asked, winking at Colby.

“I’ve got your back, but don’t do anything stupid.”

Nate smiled, dropped in between Darby’s legs and patted his cock. Immediately, Darby’s senses came alive, and the knowledge slapped him in the face.

“What the fuck are you going to do?” he asked, studying Nate and hoping it wasn’t precisely what he assumed.

“I’m going to blow you straight out of the mind they claim you lost a long time ago. You don’t care, do you?”

“Yes,” he said.

Nate patted his cock, and his fingers pinched what they gripped through material. “I doubt it, sweetheart,” he replied, unzipping him.

“He will kill you first,” Darby warned.

“Well, at least I’ll die with his son’s cock down my throat,” Nate said, with a diabolical edge in his voice, the restraint there but not quite detectable over his amusement.

“Don’t do this, Nate,” Darby said. “My father will kill you.”

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“So you’ve said, and he might, but first he’s going to show his face,” he said, pulling his dick from his pants.

“It’s broad daylight, for crying out loud!”

“Are you modest, Darby?” Colby asked, moving inside and hiding in the shadows, right behind the open door.

Donovan stepped inside, too. Darby wanted to see Donovan, but with him out of sight, he imagined Nate felt more secure. Nate was the type of ISO who thought ahead, leaving nothing to chance, and he might fear Darby couldn’t maintain his focus with Donovan overseeing.

Working his hands around Darby's cock, Nate kissed the tip. “Ask your fellow if I give good head.”

Darby felt the blood rush to his balls. Nate Francisco gave Donovan head?

“Yeah, he does.” He heard Donovan’s reply from the inside.

“He’s about the best at sucking dick.”

Darby’s hand went to his penis. “What don’t you understand? He will kill you!”

“And I’m counting on him trying,” Nate said excitedly. In and out of his hand, Darby's erection was stout without much stimulation, and Nate seemed pleased. “I didn’t have to work too hard now, did I?”

“No,” he said, twisting his mouth.

“What’s wrong, sugar?” he asked, a louder pitch evident in his voice.

“He’s here,” Donovan hissed. “I can feel him.”

“You can probably smell him,” Darby said, leaning his head back and remembering how his father always smelled of rich aftershave and expensive whiskey.

“Keep your hands behind your back,” Nate advised. “Just let me take you.”

“Nate, I don’t think I—”

Nate’s lips parted, and his head fell to Darby’s lap.

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