I want to make amends, make up for the stuff up I did. I hope you understand."
Kale smiled, snapped his track pants back over himself, covering up his erection. "Good. If you had done it I would have slung you out of here on your arse and told you never to come sniffing around me again."
Again, Ely was taken aback. He opened his mouth, but no sound eventuated. Finally, after much sorting out of his thoughts, he uttered, "I don't understand."
Kale sat up, grabbing the bottle of Venutian Slim next to him and draining the contents. It was clear he was still aroused, his bulge magnificent. "Sonny told me what happened earlier today when I asked him why he looked down. The dude's a wreck, you know."
"He…he is…he did?"
"Yeah. I set you up, you know." He let out a laugh. "But man, I'm going to have to jack-off now."
"You could have just told me you'd spoken to him."
Kale shook his head. "You kidding? Doing it that way was more fun. Besides, now you know how Sonny felt when you jabbered on about Braden while in his cot. He's a good man, one who'll give you his all if you stopped thinking with your dick for two seconds. Not cool, Ely."
Funny enough, Ely felt relief. "I know. I was a jerk."
"You can say that again."
"Hey, no need to rub it in. I've suffered enough, you know."
Kale smiled. "Go talk to him tomorrow, first thing. I'm sure there's some ground you two can walk on to make amends. He really does have feelings for you."
"And I have feelings for him."
"Good. Now get the fuck out here so I can relieve myself and hit the sack."
Ely leaned over and planted a kiss onto Kale's cheek. "Thanks."
"Hey, I do what I can do."
Ely got up, heading for the door. "I'll see you later, then."
"You're a good bloke, Ely. If things don't work out with you and Sonny, then and only then, we might be able to work something out, share spit and stuff, okay?"
"You got yourself a deal." With that, Ely punched the touch pad, waiting for the door to slide open before he left Kale to his own business. No prizes for guessing what that would be.
Chapter Six
Deep in thought, Ely headed toward his cabin. He now knew Emerson had feelings for him, and for the first time all day a small spark of hope ignited in his mind. He couldn't help but smile, one that would have looked goofy to anyone who would pass him in the corridor, he was certain. But he didn't care. There was a chance he could get Emerson back. If he played his cards right.
Arriving at his cabin, tiredness filling his bones, Ely entered. He was confronted with Braden's mystery man. Again, as naked as the day he was born. This time his dick was semi erect and still wet with lube, all except for the end of his foreskin where he had sprayed the skin seal. Seemed Ely missed the show. In a way he was thankful for that. Seeing Braden fucking on top of copping a sight of Kale's cock, would have been too much for one night.
The man nodded, "Hey, Ely."
"Hey…um, I didn't catch your name yesterday. Who are you again?"
The man smiled, one that sent a shiver through Ely. A naked, smiling man was a welcome sight. "I didn't tell you. Names, Carl."
"Well then, hey there, Carl."
"No worries."
At that moment, Braden emerged from his room. He, too, was naked, his dick also coming off the high the two of them must have experienced moments before Ely entered the cabin. His cheeks were flushed and he had a glow about him. One of unmistakable satisfaction.
"Hi there, Ely," Braden chimed. He was smiling as well, slapping Carl on his buttocks as he passed to get to the kitchenette fridge, grab himself a drink. "I see you met Carl."
"Yeah, sure have." Ely stared as Braden bent over and pulled out two energy drinks, the light from the fridge covered his body in a wonderful orange aura. His buttocks were certainly fine, tight and muscular, just like the rest of him. The view of his balls, red and ripe and hanging deliciously between his legs also added to the attraction. "He's kind of hard to
Kale smiled, snapped his track pants back over himself, covering up his erection. "Good. If you had done it I would have slung you out of here on your arse and told you never to come sniffing around me again."
Again, Ely was taken aback. He opened his mouth, but no sound eventuated. Finally, after much sorting out of his thoughts, he uttered, "I don't understand."
Kale sat up, grabbing the bottle of Venutian Slim next to him and draining the contents. It was clear he was still aroused, his bulge magnificent. "Sonny told me what happened earlier today when I asked him why he looked down. The dude's a wreck, you know."
"He…he is…he did?"
"Yeah. I set you up, you know." He let out a laugh. "But man, I'm going to have to jack-off now."
"You could have just told me you'd spoken to him."
Kale shook his head. "You kidding? Doing it that way was more fun. Besides, now you know how Sonny felt when you jabbered on about Braden while in his cot. He's a good man, one who'll give you his all if you stopped thinking with your dick for two seconds. Not cool, Ely."
Funny enough, Ely felt relief. "I know. I was a jerk."
"You can say that again."
"Hey, no need to rub it in. I've suffered enough, you know."
Kale smiled. "Go talk to him tomorrow, first thing. I'm sure there's some ground you two can walk on to make amends. He really does have feelings for you."
"And I have feelings for him."
"Good. Now get the fuck out here so I can relieve myself and hit the sack."
Ely leaned over and planted a kiss onto Kale's cheek. "Thanks."
"Hey, I do what I can do."
Ely got up, heading for the door. "I'll see you later, then."
"You're a good bloke, Ely. If things don't work out with you and Sonny, then and only then, we might be able to work something out, share spit and stuff, okay?"
"You got yourself a deal." With that, Ely punched the touch pad, waiting for the door to slide open before he left Kale to his own business. No prizes for guessing what that would be.
Chapter Six
Deep in thought, Ely headed toward his cabin. He now knew Emerson had feelings for him, and for the first time all day a small spark of hope ignited in his mind. He couldn't help but smile, one that would have looked goofy to anyone who would pass him in the corridor, he was certain. But he didn't care. There was a chance he could get Emerson back. If he played his cards right.
Arriving at his cabin, tiredness filling his bones, Ely entered. He was confronted with Braden's mystery man. Again, as naked as the day he was born. This time his dick was semi erect and still wet with lube, all except for the end of his foreskin where he had sprayed the skin seal. Seemed Ely missed the show. In a way he was thankful for that. Seeing Braden fucking on top of copping a sight of Kale's cock, would have been too much for one night.
The man nodded, "Hey, Ely."
"Hey…um, I didn't catch your name yesterday. Who are you again?"
The man smiled, one that sent a shiver through Ely. A naked, smiling man was a welcome sight. "I didn't tell you. Names, Carl."
"Well then, hey there, Carl."
"No worries."
At that moment, Braden emerged from his room. He, too, was naked, his dick also coming off the high the two of them must have experienced moments before Ely entered the cabin. His cheeks were flushed and he had a glow about him. One of unmistakable satisfaction.
"Hi there, Ely," Braden chimed. He was smiling as well, slapping Carl on his buttocks as he passed to get to the kitchenette fridge, grab himself a drink. "I see you met Carl."
"Yeah, sure have." Ely stared as Braden bent over and pulled out two energy drinks, the light from the fridge covered his body in a wonderful orange aura. His buttocks were certainly fine, tight and muscular, just like the rest of him. The view of his balls, red and ripe and hanging deliciously between his legs also added to the attraction. "He's kind of hard to
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