Page 16 of Hot Pucking Summer

I smile. "Me, too. We'll figure it out, yeah? All the details of how it works to make sure everyone gets what they want."

"Of course."

"I don't ever want to lose you, Draper. I love you too much."

"You won't." His eyes slide to Cloyce. "We've got the most precious guy in the world over there. We have to make this work."

"I agree."

We hug then shuffle over to Cloyce. "Is that you, Cloyce?" I ask, grinning. "Didn't recognize you there with your clothes on. Or without a couple of dicks stuffing your holes."

Draper smacks me across the chest as Cloyce laughs. "As long as that's not all I am to you."

"Never, baby." I lower myself onto the blanket next to him. "I realize this is all brand-new and we have so much to learn about each other, but you already mean so much to me."

He smiles bashfully. "You already mean so much to me, too."

Draper clears his throat. "Feeling a little left out over here."

We both laugh. "Aw, poor baby," Cloyce teases.

"Actually." Draper sits up and reaches for Cloyce's hands. "You've just inspired me to do something."

"Start bathing regularly?" I offer.

"Can you please jab him in the stomach for me, baby?" Draper asks Cloyce who obliges with the tiniest elbow bump.

"This has been the wildest weekend of my life," Draper begins, staring into Cloyce's eyes, and I have the good sense to keep my mouth shut and let Draper have this moment. "But it could have been a disaster if we didn't stop and talk about things. And there's something I've been meaning to tell you for a while now, Cloyce, but I've been too scared or dumb to do it."

He takes a breath, and I lean back, giving him some space, suspecting I know what he's going to say.

"I love you, Cloyce."

Cloyce's mouth twitches for a moment before he says, "I love you, too."

"You do?" Draper looks surprised. "The only reason I ask is because I was afraid it might be too soon."

"It's been eight months," Cloyce reminds him.

"I know, but long-distance relationships skew time."

"True. But no, I'm absolutely certain. I love you, Draper Fassmacher."

Draper cradles Cloyce's face. "And I love you, too, Cloyce Delgaty."

The guys kiss, and my heart explodes with happiness. My cock reacts, too, the longer the kiss goes on.

They break apart, and Cloyce turns to look at me. He shifts his weight, hesitation flickering in his eyes.

"It's okay," I say, taking his other hand. "I don't expect you to say it to me, obviously."

He holds my gaze, his eyes steady and sincere. "It's too early. But I meant what I said, I've developed real feelings real fast for you. You do mean a lot to me."

"I know, baby."

I lean in and kiss him. After a few moments, I feel Draper's warm breath fan across my face, and he joins in, our tonguestangling and exploring this exciting new sensation, the promise of something new. Something real. Something lasting.

Crickets chirp in the distance, and the gentle lapping of the lake fills the warm summer night air. It’s one of those nights that feels endless, like time has slowed just for us.

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