Jason has one rule when it comes to holidays -- work his shift behind the bar and then find a willing body to distract himself with. One night is long enough to satisfy his needs and still walk away with his heart intact. It has worked out fine for most of his adult life, but this Easter, he's trying something new. He's leaving the city to visit his friend Aiden, who recently moved in with his boyfriend in the middle of nowhere, but one unfortunate incident leaves Jason without a place to sleep.<br><br>Tom doesn't just not do relationships, he rarely does hook-ups, either, and never too close to home. Living on his own without attachments is easier than having the whole town knowing about him. As the holiday approaches, his lonely house grows even quieter than normal -- at least until his friend Tristan dumps an arrogant bartender in his lap.<br><br>As soon as Jason lays eyes on the gruff lumberjack whose home he'll be sharing, he knows who'll warm his bed for the weekend and help chase away any pending holiday gloom. Too bad Tom doesn't want to get with the program. As much as he wants to let Jason close, he won't risk outing himself for a weekend fling. Will Jason trust Tom not to break his heart if he stays longer than a couple of days? Will Tom value their relationship higher than the town gossip?

The Egg Hunt

He could almost feel Jason’s fingers digging into his thighs and urging him on. He gripped his throbbing cock harder, thrusting into his fist more desperately than he had in a long time. Chills raced through his body as he bit back a groan. He pictured Jason’s blue eyes blazing with need, imagined the tight embrace of his body. He would slowly work his cock inside the welcoming heat as he pumped Jason’s dick. He wanted to hear the moans, wanted to see sweat pearling on his skin.


The first sparkles hit, and Tom sped up even more, grabbing his balls as his groans filled his room. He didn’t have the energy to prolong it. Pleasure came in waves, more intense for each time they washed over him. His cock grew thicker, ached, and pulsated, then the explosion came. Straining muscles spasming, heat crashing. The first wet shot hit his stomach as he moaned. He shuddered and sighed but tried to at least keep the volume down a little.


Chapter 16