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under his feet faded as he started organizing his evening, and
he shook himself. It might be coming to an end, but his
weekend off wasn't over yet.
The camera shutter clicked, over and over, Scott
wandering away and close, taking pictures of everything.
Sexy beast.
He stopped and leaned against a tree, watching the focus
on Scott's face as he took his pictures. His baby loved
working, loved being behind the camera, snapping away,
looking at everything.
They were both a pair of workaholics. Luckily they played
as hard as they worked.
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Grinning, he made his way over to where Scott was
focused on a moss covered trunk, sliding his hands around
the slender waist.
"Mmm. Hey." Scott leaned, ass cuddling into the curve of
his body.
"You really love that, don't you?" It was exciting seeing
Scott in his element.
"Hmm?" Scott smiled, leaning in farther, camera clicking
away.
"Taking pictures. You're very passionate about it. Almost
as passionate as you are about sex with me."
"Almost. I'm better at pictures."
"Mmm ... I don't know. I think you're selling yourself short
in the bed department. It's just more ... private."
"It is that. I can't see you doing public."
"Now, that, baby, is perverted." He gave Scott a wink and
rubbed their hips together.
"Yep. Perverted as hell." Scott stood, turned to step close
to him.
He slid his hand along Scott's ass. "Doing it in the woods is
pretty pervy, too, you know."
"I. Yes. Yeah, it is." He could bind Scott's hands to a
branch, stretch that lean body out for him. Scott's shirt could
double as a rope in a pinch.
He started undoing buttons. "You like pervy, don't you?"
"I. I like you." That was a cop out.
"And you like the things I do to you." He pushed Scott's
shirt off his shoulders, tugging the sleeves down.
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The camera hung on its strap, resting on Scott's belly.
"Yeah. Yeah, I do."
Those pretty nipples were dark red, swollen.
"Yes. You do." He slid his fingers across Scott's right
nipple, moaning as Scott shuddered at the touch.
"Josh. Josh, please. They're sensitive." Yes. Yes, he knew
that.
"And just begging for my touch." He backed off though,
taking Scott's shirt and twirling it into a makeshift rope. "Take
off the camera, baby. I'd hate for it to get ruined.
"That would suck." Scott got the precious Nikon packed
away, not even paying attention to him.
He spent a moment finding the perfect tree. He needed a
solid branch that was only just far enough up off the ground
to stretch Scott out. There. It was perfect. Scott would have
to be on his tip-toes, but Josh didn't see that as a problem at
all.
Scott stood, lithe body twisting, that lovely stomach
rippling under the sun. It made him wish for a camera of his
own, to capture this moment, the stunning beauty.
"Come here." The words came out as little more than a
growl, his voice stolen by need. It did his ego good, the way
Scott moved without thought, heading toward him. He
wrapped his arms around Scott's middle, and nuzzled his
neck, licking at a mark he'd left. "Raise your arms up, baby."
He laughed softly and added, "Reach for the sky."
Scott blinked at him, hands lifting as far as his shoulders.
He chuckled and slid his fingers up along Scott's sides. "You
can do better than that, baby."
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"I. We're outside, Josh." Scott's arms raised a little higher.
"Yeah, we are we mentioned it earlier. About it being
pervy and all." Grinning, he looped the end of his shirt-rope
around Scott's wrists and tugged his arms up higher.
"I. You won't leave me out here, right?" Scott went up on
tiptoe.
"Baby, I'm hurt you asked." Like he would ever leave Scott
tied up anywhere. They were going to have work on the trust
thing.
"I know. I know, it's just. It's weird, being out here like
this."
Tying the shirt around the tree, Josh slid his hands down
along Scott's arms. "This is private property and no one will
be out here, so just relax into it and enjoy the beautiful day."
Scott moved toward his touch, tongue sliding out to wet
the kiss-swollen lips.
"Gorgeous." The word slid from him as he took Scott in.
"Kiss me? Please?" Scott tugged at the shirt a little,
making the branch creak.
"Always so pushy," he noted, nonetheless leaning for a
kiss.
Their lips clung together, Scott moaning low. "I asked
nicely."
"Mmm ... you did. And I believe I kissed you nicely in
return." Nice, full on dirty they were close enough.
"Mmmhmm. Again?"
Josh threw his head back and laughed, and then took Scott
mouth in a kiss that no one could possibly mistake for nice.
Scott opened for him, so well, tongue sliding against his. He
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worked open Scott's jeans, tugging them open enough to
reach his lover's cock. He felt Scott's moan, more than heard
it, the sound rocking through him.
Deepening the kiss, he ran his hands over Scott's back and
grabbed that tight ass, tugging their lower bodies together,
rubbing Scott's cock against his jeans. Scott's muscles
bunched and tensed, rocking them together, driving them
together. His own prick was hard in his jeans, but he didn't
take it out, enjoying the tease, the need denied.
Pushing a hand beneath Scott's jeans, he slid his fingers
along the hot crack. Scott's ass tensed, squeezed his fingers,
a shudder rocking his baby. Yeah. Yeah, that was fine. He
pushed his index finger down, finding that tight little hole. He
circled it, pressed the tip of his finger in as he nipped Scott's
lower lip. Scott opened up to him, mouth and ass, letting him
in, letting him have what he needed.
The birds sang, the sun shone, gentle breezes sliding over
them, but he barely noticed any of it. His entire focus was on
Scott, on how the naked skin felt against his clothed body, on
how the heat of Scott's ass pulled his finger in deeper and
begged for more.
One leg hooked around his hip, Scott swaying dangerously
for a moment before they balanced again. "Josh. I. Please."
He pushed a second finger in with the first, his other hand
wrapping around Scott's cock and tugging. "Come on, then,
baby. Show me how good it is."
"Oh. You. In me." Scott threw his head back, moving
faster, rocking between Josh's hands. Yeah, him in Scott.
There wasn't much better in the world.
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Bending, he wrapped his lips around one of Scott's nipples.
He squeezed with one hand and pushed with the other, the
branch creaking as Scott sawed back and forth.
"I..." Scott's motions grew jerky and wild, hips pumping
furiously.
If Scott could utter even that one word, he wasn't trying
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