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make sure I got everything and grab us a couple bottles of water for the drive. As hot as it is,
we ll be dehydrated before we even make it to the truck.
Josh debated for several seconds as he looked at the phone, then finally decided on
texting. If he didn t hear back from Nick by the time he got home, well, he d deal with it.
Decision made, Josh opened the texting and typed in a short message, sending it to Nick s
number. Surely the guy had texting. Josh grinned, a warm happy feeling spreading through
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him and making him feel as if he could float away when Evan s phone buzzed in his hand
almost immediately.
If its a hot pink one with penguin stickers on it then yes.
Josh s cheeks ached, he was smiling so wide. He tapped back in his reply
That would be the one. U know u like it. FYI its the same colour as my dildo.
TMI, he was sure, but he couldn t make himself delete the last sentence. If it offended
the older man, then maybe Nick would leave him alone and Josh could move on. If it didn t
offend Nick, well then.
Josh tapped send just as Evan came back holding two bottles of water. He took one
look at Josh and shook his head. You ve got that look, the one that says you re being
naughty. I hope you delete those messages, I don t want to know what you two are saying to
each other.
Josh snickered even as he worried he d pushed Nick too far. I might have scared him
off. Told you he isn t gay The phone buzzed again and Josh was almost afraid to look.
Evan must have seen the trepidation in his expression because he moved quickly to Josh s
side and pressed their shoulders together.
You want me to read it for you? Evan sounded curious and reluctant at the same
time. Josh grunted out a no and tipped the phone to an angle he hoped made peeking at the
message impossible for Evan. Okay, okay, I won t look. Let s get out to the truck though
before Justin comes barrelling in here and we get busted. I ve had enough of people being
pissed off to last me a lifetime, haven t you?
Pretty much, Josh agreed as he hobbled after Evan. He kept glancing at the phone,
wondering how one little envelope icon could cause such a range of emotions in him. From
terror to excitement, dread to hope, Josh was covering the broad spectrum. He should have
just read the damn message. Once he was seated and buckled in, Josh took a deep breath and
opened the message. He wasn t quite sure whether it was good or bad.
What are you trying to do to me? When are you coming home? Im tired of camping out in
your parking lot.
Does this make him, like, Switzerland or whatever? Josh asked, thrusting the phone
in front of Evan. Evan hadn t yet put the truck in drive so he took the phone, tugging on it
until Josh let go.
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It depends on what you sent him first oh, Evan grunted, turning that ruddy colour
again. His lips twitched and he snickered before flicking a glance at Josh. Hot pink? Really?
Oh God, please tell me there aren t penguins on it
Josh swallowed the strangled sound that threatened to slip from his throat and
opened his mouth to deny the penguins he loved the cute little things, but that was just&
gross when the phone buzzed again. Evan jerked the phone out of his reach and read the
message, his eyes rounding and his shoulders shaking as he laughed quietly.
Oh Josh, I think he s definitely not Switzerland, Evan said between breathy huffs.
There s nothing neutral about this message. He leered at Josh and handed him the phone.
Josh thought he d melt into his seat when he read Nick s third message.
You cant send me something like that then stop texting!! You make me feel things I don t
understand but Im so fucking hard right now I cant hardly breathe. Get. Home.
Oh, Josh mumbled, his mind blanking as white hot bolts of electricity zinged to his
balls and cock. His ass clenched, that needy part of him already craving the other man.
Oh is right, Evan chuckled, better tell him I m bringing you and would like to
meet him before he drags you upstairs to your place.
Nodding, his mouth dry and his throat tight with the force of his need, Josh texted
Nick back with fingers so unsteady he almost asked Evan to type in the reply for him. He
managed to get somewhat coherent words spelled, a couple of sentences that he hoped made
sense, then he sent the message and waited as Evan pulled the truck around and drove them
away from the ranch.
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Chapter Nine
Penguins. Nick snorted as he rolled the pink phone in his hand. The back of the
phone was covered in overlapping stickers of penguins in various silly poses. Only you,
Josh. God! The bits of pink he could make out served to make his dick impossibly harder.
He couldn t look at it without thinking about Josh s text. Did he really have a pink dildo? Did
Josh use it, shove it between those rounded cheeks and Nick s ass clenched in fear& or
something. He told himself it was fear, anyway. The idea of having something stuck up his
butt was kind of repulsive, but it also set a low boil in his belly, the heat from which spread
out to his chest and down to his balls& and further back.
Shit! Nick swiped at his brow when he felt sweat bead on his skin. His heart was
racing and his dick was so hard he fucking hurt with it. Pressing the heel of his other hand
against his shaft, Nick moaned and closed his eyes. What would Josh look like, naked and on
his hands and knees, his pert ass tipped up as Nick slid the dildo into his eager hole? Nick
whimpered as his mind stuttered its attempt to come up with that image. He didn t know
what a man looked like naked and begging to be fucked, couldn t imagine touching the firm
globes of a man s ass, spreading the taut cheeks and seeing that& that place!
But, God, he wanted to!
Nick gave his dick another hard press, electric spears zipping throughout his body.
He d told himself over and over that he wasn t gay; hell, he wasn t hardly even sexual! The
women he d been with had been few and far between, and when he d had sex with them, it d
only been a desperate need for a break from his own hand that drove him to do so. Nick
pushed at his dick again, his hips jerking up with the rough touch. Okay, so he was sexual or
else he wouldn t jerk off as often as he did, but he usually preferred that to fucking a woman.
It wasn t that he didn t like women, it was just that the sex wasn t worth all the shit that came
after, or before, for that matter. Nick wasn t one to toss out pretty words and false flattery,
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