Chapter 3

So there probably won’t be a repeat performance. That’s a shame.

And it was a shame. But nothing worth dwelling on. He had fucked five different men since his arrival at the resort, and none of them had earned a repeat performance. He hadn’t known their names, either, though all but the man on the beach had been an employee at the resort. Simple, anonymous fucks, without any strings, demands, or words. That had basically been the selling point on the whole vacation, and he hadn’t been disappointed.