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“You’re really tight,” Carlos murmured. “Bout pinched my finger off. Be still so I don’t hurt you.”

Troy tried, he did, but he felt so needy and Will was devouring his cock, making those whimpering noises and going at it with so much enthusiasm Troy was having a hard time keeping his grip on the belt.

“You like my belt, don’t you?”

Troy half expected for Carlos to growl out ‘boy’, and his cheeks burned furiously when he realised it would have only turned him on even more if the cowboy had done so. “Please,”

Troy said again, his fingers tightening on the leather as he pumped his hips, sinking his dick in deep and wishing for—
Yes! Oh fuck!

Troy was afraid he screeched, but his ears were ringing and his body was on fire as Carlos pushed his finger into him again. Added to the whole shot of pleasure, Will hummed around his cock and tugged on his balls. Troy jerked between the two men, trying to keep his cock buried and Carlos’ finger deep inside him. Then Carlos crooked his finger and Troy’s head about exploded as cum spurted into Will’s mouth.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Carlos encouraged, pressing his knuckles against Troy’s hole. He bit at his nape again, sending spikes of ecstasy up and down Troy’s spine. Troy couldn’t seem to breathe, couldn’t do anything but shake and moan as his world crashed around him.

Will gulped down Troy’s load, eager still for the man’s taste. It’d been a long drought for Will, especially when it came to a ménage, and
especially,
especially when all the goddamned gay men here seemed to be in monogamous relationships. Geez, just the thought of one of those was enough to make Will shudder. He couldn’t imagine spending the rest of his life with one person. He peered up at Troy, then further up to where Carlos was looking over Troy’s shoulder at him. Almost immediately, Will looked away, because what he was thinking was stupid and too vague to really keep his attention, not when he’d seen the need in Carlos’ dark eyes.

And holy shit, the cowboy hadn’t come yet! Will let Troy’s soft cock go with a slurp then helped Carlos ease the bartender down onto his back. Troy wasn’t exactly unconscious, but he
was
kinda a big pile of floppy, fucked out mess.

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“Awesome,” Will chirped, thinking it had been exactly what the brawny guy needed.

And now…Will looked at Carlos, let his gaze trail down from the man’s handsome, weathered face. God, he wished the man was naked. Will would have loved to see his chest, his lean stomach, the dark trail of hair that had to be there, leading down to the magnificent cock which was stringed with pre-cum. “I can take care of you,” he offered, crawling over Troy before he’d even got the second word out. He didn’t think he could take all of Carlos’

cock in his mouth, but he could still blow Carlos’ mind. Maybe even make him want to do this, the three of them, again. Will was pretty damn sure Troy would want to, unless he wigged out over the whole ass-play part. Will didn’t think he would, much, but it wasn’t like he knew Troy.

“Come on over here,” Carlos rumbled, narrowing his eyes at Will. Carlos pumped his cock a couple of times, drawing another bead of pre-cum to the tip. He hitched his chin at Will. “You hard again? Why am I not surprised.”

Will shrugged and didn’t feel the least bit embarrassed. “So I don’t last long. I make up for it like this.” He thumbed the head of his own cock. “And it’s been a long time. Been in this town a while and couldn’t find any action.” If he didn’t know better—well, he didn’t, but it was a bit paranoid even for him—he’d think the big grouchy cop he’d come on to and Glenn, who he’d also come on to, had warned all the fun guys away. Or maybe even the cop’s boyfriend, the guy who’d knocked Will on his ass for flirting with the cop. Being paranoid was a helluva lot better than thinking he was just unattractive.

Carlos was looking at him questioningly. Will shrugged again. “Some people think I’m abrasive, too forward.”
Too slutty. No need to say so out loud.

Carlos snorted and reached out, shoving his fingers under the belt and pulling so Will had to scramble to keep from toppling over. “They’re idiots,” Carlos said. He brushed the fingers of his other hand over Will’s lips. It burned, his mouth well-used, his lips chapped and no doubt swollen. “Too sore for more?”

“No,” Will answered.
Probably, but fuck it. I’m not passing this chance up.

“It won’t take much.”

Will nodded. He didn’t see how it could, what with the way Carlos had held out so long. And his dick looked painfully hard, his balls were already tight. Will licked his lips, catching Carlos’ fingers. He moaned at the man’s flavour, salty, and something else.

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Something bitter, like spunk. Will’s eyelids fluttered as he bent, but Carlos let go of the belt and stood, pressing a hand down to Will’s shoulder.

“Now.” That was all the cowboy said, and Will eagerly leant forward and licked the dripping slit. He felt the tremor as it shook Carlos all the way to the tip of his dick.

“Open up, I can’t—”

Ah, God, the cowboy was losing it!
It was so fucking hot, after Carlos had maintained such stringent control. Will fisted the base of the man’s dick and sunk down fast, bringing his other hand to his own cock and beating it hard and fast. Carlos moaned, just a bare sound, but it fuelled Will on, made him determined to leave Carlos in as big a puddle of boneless pleasure as Troy.

Carlos grabbed his hair and tugged, and Will bobbed his head faster, swirling his tongue and letting his teeth barely scrape Carlos’ frenulum. The sound the move dragged from the cowboy made Will’s cock swell, and when Carlos shoved in deep, deep enough that Will’s hand smacked his lips, Will came. He almost missed the first jet of spunk when it flooded his mouth, he was so lost in his climax, but the salty hot stuff saturated his tongue, filled his senses, and Will swallowed, pulling hard at Carlos’ dick as more cum spurted out.

Will’s eyes shot open at the sheer volume Carlos was emptying into him, because it kept coming long after Will had stopped, his body wanting to drop to the floor. He locked himself in place and grabbed Carlos’ thigh, steadying himself as Carlos rocked, small movements until his cock gave one last dribble of cum.

Carlos pulled out and sank to his knees, his other hand on Will’s shoulder. Will opened his mouth up to ask when they could do it again, and Carlos slammed his mouth down, kissing away the words and Will’s breath, his strength. He leaned against the cowboy, looping his arms around Carlos’ shoulders, holding on desperately and unwilling to ask himself why that was.

When the kiss ended, Carlos seemed steadier while Will felt utterly boneless. He plopped down beside Troy and turned his head, surprised to find Troy watching him. Will grinned, he had enough energy for that, and Troy’s sluggish smile did funny things to Will’s stomach.

“S’was fucking amazing,” Troy slurred, his gaze moving up, away. Will craned his neck to follow and frowned as he watched Carlos tuck his dick back in his boxers then fasten his pants.

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“Yup,” Carlos muttered, then he looked at them for a moment before easing back onto his heels. “We done here?”

The nice, warm, fluttery sensation in Will’s stomach turned to a ball of ice. “No,” he blurted out. He elbowed Troy in the ribs when the bartender didn’t speak up.

“Do you want us to be done?” Troy asked after grunting and jabbing Will back.

Will glared at Troy. “Ass.”

Carlos snorted and glanced up at the ceiling, his Adam’s apple bobbing a couple of times before he looked at them. “You two, y’all ain’t a couple?”

“No.”

“No,” Will agreed. “Just met this guy right before you came into the bar.”

Carlos seemed to consider it for another minute before answering. “As long as I’m not stepping in the middle of anything, guess we could do it again, if I’m still in town.”

Will was ready to jump up and do a little happy dance at that, but the whole ‘if I’m still in town’ thing kind of put a kibosh on the happy.

“What do you mean? You going somewhere? Just passing through?” God, he hoped not, not for a while at least, until they’d all got their share of fucking out.

Carlos rolled his shoulders and looked past Will. “Depends. I’m looking for Nick Mendiola.”

He felt Troy stiffen beside him. “Why?” There was no missing the suspicion in Troy’s voice. Will wondered, too.

“Because I got some news for him about his momma’s ranch.” Carlos’ expression took on a pinched look. “Thought I was clear of the woman but I couldn’t let her—” He stopped, took a deep breath. “Anyway, that’s Nick’s business. I need to talk to him.”

Troy pushed himself upright and narrowed his eyes at Carlos. “If you know him, why didn’t you just call him?”

Carlos’ pinched expression went flat and the look he gave Troy made it clear Troy had overstepped some boundary. “Because I wanted to talk to him face to face. You gonna help me do so or not?”

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Carlos pulled his truck over to the shoulder of the road leading to the ranch Nick worked on. How he’d missed the damned turn off, repeatedly, was beyond him. Even though it was dark now, the way to the ranch seemed simple enough and now Carlos worried about his inability to find his way earlier. Maybe the Montana sun had fried his mental navigation system. He was a little nervous—he didn’t know if it was from the upcoming conversation he needed to have with Nick or if it was because of the two men he’d left behind at The Xxchange. Troy hadn’t seemed to take Carlos’ refusal to share Nick’s personal business well.

Carlos sighed and leaned his head against the headrest. Maybe it wasn’t the refusal itself, so much as the way Carlos had pretty much told him to mind his own business. But he didn’t know Troy or Will, and Carlos had never been a particularly smooth talker, tending to be gruff because…well, because it was just the way he was.

Still, he could have said something, tried to talk to Troy. Will had been hyper and chatty as could be, though upon reflection Carlos wondered if the guy hadn’t been a bit nervous himself. For all he knew, though, Will always babbled like that. Carlos didn’t quite know how to handle babbling.

Should he just steer clear of Will and Troy? Fucking, yeah, he could do fucking, but he felt a hard pull towards the two men he’d left at the club. Maybe he should have made actual plans with them instead of leaving with a casual, “Might see ya around sometime.”

But damn it, his brain had still been half-mush from the sex, and the urge to talk to Nick and get his unpleasant business over with had driven Carlos out of The Xxchange like an arrow released from a compound bow.

And okay, he might have been a little freaked out by the desire to stay and talk to Troy and Will, to get to know them on a level that would have led to a different type of intimacy—

one he probably wouldn’t be around to maintain.

So he’d left, like an idiot, he thought now.
At least I know where to find Troy. And maybe,
where Troy is, Will won’t be far away.

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Carlos sat up straighter and steered the truck back onto the road. His eagerness to get the talk with Nick over was poking at him. Within fifteen minutes, Carlos was pulling up to the ranch, the main house well maintained, at least it looked like it was under the porch’s light. It was his experience that ranchers took care of the ranch itself first then their own house second, so he figured the place was likely doing well.

A tall, curly-haired blond man stepped out onto the porch as Carlos shut off his truck.

The porch light reflected off the man’s pale hair, but other than that, Carlos couldn’t really make out his features before the blond had turned away. He was damned big, though, much like the man who stepped out behind him. Carlos’ stomach lurched and he chided himself for being a wuss when he saw Nick. He recognised the man’s shape, the way he held himself, even before Nick moved into the light so Carlos could really see him. Nick waved and Carlos swallowed down his discomfort as he unbuckled. He opened the compartment between his and the passenger’s seat and took out the papers he’d stashed there. This just wasn’t going to be pleasant.

Nick and the blond met him between the truck and porch. Carlos was a little surprised when Nick reached for him, embracing him in a one-armed hug and damn near crunching his bones. The blond guy grinned at him and Carlos blinked. Either the man was really pretty or else the dim lighting made him appear so.

“Carlos!” Nick thumped him on the back. “What brings you all the way down here?

Have you been looking for work all this time since you quit working for Mama? You should have said so—”

“No,” Carlos said, cutting Nick off with a wave of the papers. “She begged me to come back, and I did.” Once he’d found out what kind of shitty shape the Mossy Glenn was in, Carlos hadn’t felt like he’d had any choice. Of course, if he’d known the true depth of the troubles Nick’s mom Antonia had got the ranch into, Carlos might have stayed at his job on a neighbouring ranch.

Nick’s eyes widened. “Mama
begged
you?” He took a sharp breath then exhaled as he glanced at the blond. “I can’t imagine my mama begging anyone for anything. How bad is it?”

Carlos looked from Nick to the blond. Was this Nick’s brother or lover? The light from the porch wasn’t strong enough for him to really pick out details. As if he knew the reason for Carlos’ hesitancy, Nick took a half-step back and gripped the blond man’s upper arm.

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