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impossible.
    On the other hand, Jasper knew life would be discovered on other planets before he worked up enough courage to make the first move.
    Though it was him who cracked first on the conversation front. “What are you doing out here?”
    “Protecting the guests from bears.”
    He had Jasper for a moment. “Pretty kind of you to sacrifice yourself on our behalf,” he said.
    “Yeah, well, they would have eaten me first, but now I reckon they’ll go for you and those sandwiches.”
    Jasper smiled. “I miss anything at dinner, apart from food?”
    “Your heroics on the plane.”
    Jasper stopped smiling. “Ah.”
    Calum chuckled. “Apparently, you performed the Hind Lick maneuver. The ranch hands are jealous as hell.”
    Jasper burst out laughing.
    “Wish I’d been there to see it.” Calum rose to his feet and stretched. “I better get back to bed. I have to be up at dawn.” There was a short pause. “You need help to find your way back to your room?”
    “I’m fine, thanks.”
    After Calum disappeared into the ranch, his spurs jingling, Jasper let out a quiet groan. What had that question meant?
    I’ll show you back to your room and say good night?
    I’ll show you back to your room, shove you inside and fuck your brains out?
    Jasper had an overactive and over-optimistic imagination directly linked to his cock. Now he had to sit there, and if necessary freeze to death, until his cock gave up and returned to respectability.
    It wasn’t just the cowboy’s looks, it was the way he spoke, the way he moved, the way he smelled. I want him.
     
     
    Calum closed the door of his room, leaned back against it and exhaled noisily. It wasn’t just Jasper’s looks, it was the way he spoke, the way he moved, the way he smelled. I want him.
    This was going to be a long, frustrating week.
    He threw his hat onto the chair and shucked off his clothes as he made his way to the bed. He hadn’t got his jeans all the way down before he wrapped his hand around his erect cock and began to pump. Kicking his way out of his clothes, Calum knelt by the side of his bed and yanked open his bedside cabinet. He pulled out a sandwich bag, squirted lube inside, then squished up the plastic to spread the gel around. Calum slid his cock into the bag and pushed it between the mattress and the box spring base. To think he’d complained when Vera had ordered him a new bed and he’d lost the one with wooden slats. Calum shuddered with pleasure at the pressure on his cock, the slick feel of the lube, and then leaned over the bed, grabbed the quilt in his fists and thrust his hips back and forth.
    Calum had a hundred-and-one ways to make himself come without the aid of a partner or a hand. He wondered if there was anything he hadn’t tried, wouldn’t try. With his cock trapped in wet, tight heaven, this felt pretty good, not his favorite, but maybe as near to actual fucking as he could get. Then a jolt of awareness hit him that he was fucking his bed and his hips faltered.
    He closed his eyes and tried to think of the last guy he’d fucked, but the face of the Texan faded and it was the uptight Englishman who filled his head. That thin blue tie. Calum wanted to wrap it around Jasper’s wrists, his mouth, his cock— oh fuck, fuck. His breathing speeded up and he shunted his hips faster, pressing his chest down on the bed. His balls ached as if they’d been pumped up like an overfilled water balloon. His cock grew hotter by the second and his nerves hummed with tension.
    Ah Christ, this is fast.
    As if he’d been grabbed by a grizzly bear, orgasm seized him and shook him hard. Calum convulsed and slammed his face into the bed to muffle his cry as his come spurted out in long, hard blasts into…Jasper’s ass. Nice thought.
     
     
    Jasper struggled with the lock on his door until he realized that it didn’t work and he’d obviously not locked it when he’d left. He’d tell someone in the morning, but then would that look as if he