Chapter 10

“Oh, my God. Not you, Storm!”

“It’s true,” Storm said while laying logs and fiddling with the fire. When Storm looked back at Curt, he saw him staring at him. Their eyes met and embraced, a look of pure sin spinning up and out of control as they gazed at each other.

“What now?” Curt finally whispered.

Storm nodded to a makeshift bed over against one rock-hewn wall. “You tired?”

“Well, I hadn’t planned on spendin’ the night, but…”

Suddenly, they were in each other’s arms, the bed empty as their bodies wilted to the ground. With eachof them pulling at the other’s clothes, they finally lay with cock pressing against cock while the fire cast a hellish glow over their naked bodies.