Chapter 18

While he bathed, Cillian felt as if the worries, fear, and humiliation were being washed away with the grime and sweat from the previous few days. He stood in the shallows, the surface just below his hips. He leaned his head back and dumped water over his face, letting it run down his chest and abs. When he opened his eyes, he found Hamel staring at him.

“It’s been a long time, Cillian,” Hamel said with a leer.

“So you wanted to get me out here for your own desires, not to get me cleaned up?” Cillian asked with a matching expression.

“My intentions are entirely honest,” Hamel said, sounding hurt. “Yes, I honestly wanted to see you naked.”

Cillian laughed. He lifted Hamel off his feet and Hamel wrapped his legs around Cillian’s waist. They kissed while Cillian carried him to the edge of the pond and laid him on his back in the warm grass. Hamel gasped and moaned as Cillian thrust his cock inside of him.