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comfy Adirondack chairs.

“So, I was thinking,” Micah started.

“Hmm?” Daniel turned his head to look at him, feeling supple and slow. Micah was as heavy-handed with the tequila in his margaritas as he was with the bourbon in his eggnog, and after three glasses, Daniel was the very definition of mellow. “What?”

“You’re spending the night, right?”

“Yep. The pups are with Tabby and the kids.”

“Well,” Micah drawled, playfulness hinting around his mouth, “why don’t we break out the walkie-talkies? I thought you could go upstairs, and I’ll stay down here. Let’s see how long it takes before you beg me to come up.”

Suddenly, Daniel was feeling a lot more alert. He straightened in his chair and shot Micah a grin. “Yeah?”

“I’ve been fantasizing about it since Christmas.” There was more than a hint of playfulness now. “I don’t know how you feel about dirty talk, but—”

“I like it,” Daniel interrupted, breathless and rough. He more than liked it, though he preferred listening to doing the talking.

Micah’s smile grew downright filthy. “Good. I left one of the walkie-talkies on the bedside table. They’re still on the same channel. Go up there, turn it on, and get naked.”

Daniel didn’t have to be told twice.

Stripping down to nothing was easy enough. Waiting for Micah to say something or give him an order, that was the hard part. Well, that and his cock. Anticipation was a heady drug, especially when he knew how amazingly talented Micah was at making his body sing.

Daniel lay on the bed and resisted the urge to touch himself. The sheets smelled like Micah, which turned him on even more. Daniel twisted his head, burying his nose against the pillowcase. He was inhaling the scent of Micah’s coconut-and-lime shampoo when the walkie-talkie crackled and made him jump.

“Are you naked, Danny?”

Micah still sounded playful, but there was heat in his voice, too. Daniel had to swallow before he could answer. “Yeah.”

“Is your cock already hard? Mine is, thinking about you naked in my bed. That’s where you are, right? On my sheets with your thighs spread.” Micah made a soft, appreciative hum. “I know I’ve told you this before, but your body is fucking unreal.”

Daniel’s breath caught. It might be vain of him, but he loved how much Micah appreciated his body. He worked his ass off to keep fit, not out of arrogance but to stay at the top of his game for as long as possible. He couldn’t maintain this level of fitness forever, but for now, well...he was totally willing to let Micah drool over his abs. Come on them, too. “You can say it as many times as you like,” he told Micah before releasing the button on the side of the walkie-talkie.

Micah’s responding laugh was husky and low. “If you don’t mind, I will. You’re so hot, Danny, with or without the abs. You’re my every fantasy come to life, did you know? Your smile, your eyes, the way you look at me. Your forearms, your hands. They feel so good on me, strong and broad, tight around my dick when you jerk me off.”

“Fuck.” A flush of arousal swept over Daniel’s body, from his throat to his chest to his pelvis. He knew his skin would be tinged pink, and he liked the idea of blushing for Micah even when he couldn’t see.

“I keep thinking about how it’ll feel when you fuck me,” Micah continued. “Those powerful thighs, all that stamina. Your fingers gripping my hips, holding me down. Your cock driving me into the mattress. Your body over mine.” He sounded amused when he added, “Over.”

Even hard and horny, Daniel couldn’t help but laugh. He was smiling when he held the walkie-talkie to his mouth to reply. “I like the sound of that. Me over you. Inside you. I’ve been thinking about it, too. Every night.”

“Yeah?” The amusement had left Micah’s tone, and the huskiness was back. “Tell me what you think about.”

Daniel’s fingers crept to his thigh, close but not touching his cock. “How you’ll feel around me. Tight. Warm. Slick with lube. How it’ll look when I watch my dick go in and out.”

“Have you ever fucked someone in the ass before, Danny?”

Daniel’s hips jerked up off the mattress. Jesus Christ. It’d been like five minutes, maybe, and already his cock was throbbing with the need for friction. “Y-Yes.”

Micah didn’t ask who. He knew Daniel had never been with a guy before. Process of elimination and all that.

“Did you like it?”

Daniel reached for his