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Calum sucked gently on Jasper’s neck and then kissed his way back up to his forehead. At the same time, he pushed Jasper’s legs apart with his knee, shifting over until he lay on top, steel-hard cocks pressing against each other.

For the briefest moment, Jasper caught sight of Calum’s blue eyes staring into his, before Calum tilted his head and moved in for a kiss. They started slow and gentle but excitement pushed them into hot and greedy. Calum’s tongue stabbed his mouth in an imitation of sex then Jasper did the same to him. Hands all over each other, groaning and laughing, they rolled around in the grass, each trying to pin the other down. Neither wanted to win. Neither wanted to lose.

They shed their clothes as they wrestled in a clumsy, tangled mess. Kisses shifted from soft to rough and back again. Hands stroked and then fingers tightened. Fists flew though punches were held. They laughed and groaned. Jasper wanted to kiss every scar on Calum’s body, wanted Calum to kiss every inch of his. They pinned each other down, threw each other off and panted their way to painful arousal. This was play-fighting at its most arousing and Jasper’s heart beat so loud it almost deafened him.

Finally, they lay buck naked on their backs, chests heaving, cocks bobbing, pre-come glistening. Jasper wanted to fuck, wanted to be fucked.
Who goes first?
Calum stretched out a hand and dragged his jeans closer. From his back pocket he pulled out a string of condoms, a small bottle of lube and a quarter.

“We’re going to toss for it?” Jasper panted.

“You have a better idea?”

“Yeah, you go first.”

Jasper saw a flash of relief on Calum’s face and knew he’d made the right decision. Calum slipped a leg over Jasper’s hip and straddled him.

“You’ll be the one the bear grabs,” Jasper said. “This way I get some warning.”

Calum laughed.

Maybe that wasn’t so funny. Jasper gulped.

Note to self: Keep a look out for bears and pissed-off dads.

Chapter Eight

Calum took a quick look round to check for bears or a pissed-off father storming out of the trees before he leaned down and licked the salty dip at the junction of Jasper’s neck and shoulder. Jasper moaned. Had he guessed how much Calum needed to be on top? Was that why he’d foregone the coin toss or did he really not care who went first? Maybe he’d seen the coin and knew Calum was going to fix it.

He’ll still want to fuck you at some point,
warned his brain.

But Calum would deal with that when he came to it. For now, he was exactly where he wanted to be. He ran his teeth along the hard ridge of Jasper’s collarbone, making the dude beneath him draw in his breath in a long hiss, which brought a smile to Calum’s face. He laved the rounded contours of Jasper’s pecs and teased the tight, dark nipples with his teeth. While Jasper panted and groaned beneath him, Calum’s arousal kicked off like a bronco. Every sound Jasper made was echoed by one from him. He wanted to crawl under this guy’s skin, get inside him, meld with him.

Jasper’s hands were doing some exploring of their own, fingers of one hand trailing ribbons of fire down Calum’s back while his others threaded Calum’s hair then stroked his ears and neck. All the while, Calum continued his journey south. He trailed his tongue down the center of Jasper’s chest and circled his navel over and over, chuckling as the skin there fluttered at his touch. He dipped his tongue inside, rhythmically pushing the wet tip into the shallow salty space, feeling his pulse climb as Jasper’s cock brushed his nipple.

With half of his brain shouting,
Get inside him and fuck him hard and fast
, Calum struggled to listen to the sensible half telling him to go slow. He danced his thumbs over Jasper’s firm abs, let his fingers slide into the creases of his groin and licked the head of his cock.

Jasper let out a ragged cry. “Oh shhh…it.”

Calum pushed Jasper’s knees up and spread his legs. Once he was sure Jasper would keep them there, he tucked down, ignoring the rough ground beneath him and sucked the tight sac holding Jasper’s balls.

“Bloody hell.” Jasper wrapped his hand around the base of his cock.

He wasn’t the only one struggling for control. Calum’s nuts were drawn up tight, threatening to blow. He shifted his attention from one ball to the other while above his nose, Jasper’s fingers clenched tighter around his shaft.

“Oh fuck, fuuuuck.” Jasper’s legs trembled as his breathing grew noisier. “Enough, enough.”

Calum released him and, using his palms to spread Jasper’s cheeks, he trailed his tongue down the dark line separating the balls and on to the ultrasensitive strip of flesh beyond. He wanted to play there, show Jasper how good he could make this feel with the slightest of pressure changes, but inside his head, his need to come rose like magma trapped under a volcano. One swipe of his tongue over Jasper’s pucker and Jasper drew up like a bow.

“Christ. Jesus. God. If I see a bear…I’m not telling you until I’ve come,” Jasper blurted.

Calum laughed into his butt, blew on his puckered hole, and Jasper shuddered. Spreading his palms on the underside of Jasper’s thighs to keep his body open, Calum buried his face between Jasper’s butt cheeks. He fluttered his tongue over the taut entrance and sucked, licked and teased the ring of muscle until he felt Jasper begin to relax.

“Okay?” Calum lifted his head to ask.

“Don’t interrupt. I’m just doing some complicated mental arithmetic. One plus one equals…ah damn.”

Calum smiled, said, “Two,” and slipped his tongue into Jasper’s anus.

“Oh fu…ck. Two? Are you sure?” Jasper pulled at his hair.

No way was Calum stopping. He reached blindly for the lube and condoms and dragged them close as he kissed and licked and fucked Jasper with his tongue. Calum flipped off the top of the lube one-handed and spilt it onto his palm. He replaced his tongue with a finger and pulled up to look at Jasper’s face as he pushed the digit in and out of his ass.

Jasper writhed beneath him.

Calum’s cock was blood-red at the crest. It looked thicker than he’d ever seen it.

“Fuck me,” Jasper whispered. “Please.”

Calum fumbled with the condom but eventually got it on.
Way to look smooth.
More lube in his hand, though most went on the grass, and he rubbed it over his aching shaft. A loud moan from Jasper, and Calum glanced up to see Jasper’s gaze fixed on his fingers. Taking a tight hold at the root, he lined the head of his dick against the entrance to Jasper’s body and pressed until he felt the muscle barrier give way. Calum stared into Jasper’s face as he pushed deeper, noting the reaction to everything he did, the way Jasper sucked in a breath, the flutter of his thick eyelashes, the wince, the sigh and finally the smile that curved his lips.

“Oh God that feels good.” Jasper groaned. “You can use your cock instead of your finger now.”

Calum snorted and, pulling Jasper’s legs into the crook of his arms, he thrust hard to bury himself balls deep.

“Fuuuuck,” Jasper gasped.

“Serves you right for joking at a critical point.”

Jasper stared straight at him and laughed. “You were taking too long.”

Now Calum’s heart ached as badly as his balls. He’d never laughed and joked when he had sex. His partners, the few he’d had, only cared enough that he got them off after he’d fucked them and then they were gone. There was no cuddling, no sleeping together, no fun. It was just sex. Good sex, but nothing more.

This was.

Calum’s heart ached. He stared down at Jasper and slowly withdrew his cock, dragging it through nerve-rich tissue while Jasper gazed up at him through hooded eyes. Rolling his hips, Calum thrust back into Jasper’s anus. He kept his strokes slow and smooth, amazed he’d not come the moment he felt the clasp of Jasper’s muscles, further amazed he’d not immediately driven himself to oblivion in some super-fast shunting motion.

Jasper pumped his cock in time with Calum’s thrusts, and Calum’s gaze dropped to Jasper’s hand. The guy had managed to get hold of the lube and his cock glistened in the sunlight like some magic totem. Jasper’s fingers squeezed the tip and then he twisted his fist as he dragged it down. Watching him bring himself off had Calum gulping. He began to move faster as pressure mounted in his head. The long, deep thrusts had Jasper gasping more loudly, his breathy cries ricocheting around Calum’s head.

Calum slipped onto another plane as pleasure coursed through him, every muscle, every cell filled with ice and fire. Not even a bear could stop him now. He was pistoning into Jasper, the squelch of sweat-slick bodies, the sound of Jasper’s ragged breathing, every grunt and groan propelling Calum to completion.

“Calum.” Jasper closed his eyes as he groaned his name and Calum’s balls drew up tight.

Jasper’s hand jerked harder and faster at his cock and Calum’s simmering orgasm approached the boil. He wanted Jasper to come first but wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold on. He pushed harder at Jasper’s legs, forcing his butt higher and then canted his hips to change the angle of entry.

“Jesus.” Jasper sucked in a breath and opened his eyes.

A creamy jet spurted from Jasper’s cock and landed close to his throat. Then as he splattered his stomach in ropes of come, Calum’s cock jerked in the hold of Jasper’s body. Orgasm boiled over to race through him, surging along veins, swelling at the back of his head before careening down his spine to ignite his balls. He exploded into Jasper with such force that it stole the air from his lungs. Over and over his cock jerked and released his load. Only as Jasper pulled him down for a kiss did Calum remember he needed to breathe.

When he regained enough awareness to register he had Jasper pinned awkwardly beneath him, Calum eased his semi-hard cock free and slumped at Jasper’s side. When he felt fingers wrap around his and hold tight, the lump in Calum’s throat threatened to choke him.
How am I going to let this guy go?

How am I going to let this guy go?
Jasper’s heart hammered in his chest. This was turning out to be the best holiday he’d ever had and he didn’t want it to end. He couldn’t believe he was lying naked in a wood, come smeared all over his chest, next to a guy who could give him a hard-on by simply smiling.

Calum leaned up on one elbow and grinned. “I think we frightened away the bear.” He put a finger in the come on Jasper’s stomach and smeared it in circles. “Worried that you’re messy?”

“No.”

“Liar.”

Jasper shrugged. “I was planning to wipe myself down on your shirt.”

Calum laughed. “I can do better than that. Come on.” He pulled off the condom, set it aside and then pushed himself to his feet.

“What about our clothes?”

“Leave them. They’re not going anywhere.”

As Jasper followed Calum through the trees, the sound of running water grew louder. They emerged from the stand of aspens at the foot of a rocky crag. Fifteen feet above their heads a waterfall poured into a plunge pool. Jasper pushed back his anxiety about wandering around naked and took in the view. Powder-blue skies stretching as far as the eye could see, shimmering aspens all around and this sparkling stream, falling to rush and ripple over rocks. Not to mention the lean, tanned male body that fulfilled all Jasper’s fantasies, scars included.

Calum clambered down to the pool.

“It looks cold,” Jasper said.

“It’s not.”

Before Jasper could shout a warning about depth or hidden rocks or piranhas, Calum took a flying leap and dive-bombed the water, sending spray arching into the air. For a moment, the sun shining on the water droplets created a rainbow and Jasper’s eyes widened.

Calum surfaced and shook water from his gold-streaked hair. He swam to the opposite side of the pool and turned to look at Jasper. “Join me.”

Jasper thought of the treasure at the end of a rainbow, looked at Calum’s shining face and jumped.

He came up swearing, nipples hard as bullets, his cock and balls fleeing for warmer climes. “For fuck’s sake. It’s bloody freezing.” Jasper swam across the pool to Calum’s side and gaped as he reached him. “What the hell? The water’s warm here. That’s impossible.” He frowned. “Unless you p—”

Calum splashed him. “No, I fucking didn’t. I’ll show you why one half’s warm.”

He pulled himself out onto a flat rock, giving Jasper a mouthwatering view of his butt and then clambered up several boulders before he disappeared. Jasper followed. When he reached the top, he found Calum sitting in another pool of water surrounded by rocks. Jasper slid in beside him and let out a deep sigh.

“Warm enough for you?” Calum asked.

“Hot spring?”

“Yep. It bubbles up here and flows into the plunge pool someplace below the surface.”

Jasper leaned back against the warm rock and tilted his face to the sun. “It’s perfect.”

Calum’s thumb brushed his lips. “You’re perfect.”

Eyes open again, warmed inside as well as out, Jasper smiled.

“We have about ten minutes before the bus tour arrives,” Calum said.

“What?” Jasper reared up.

Calum chuckled and pulled him down. “I’m joking. Far as I’m aware, no one knows about this. There’s hot springs all over Wyoming, but this one’s off the beaten track.”