Chapter 3

Kendall opened his eyes. They both went still for a few seconds, quiet in the cold, their breath mingling in the cooler’s frigid air. And then the compressor kicked on, with its throaty steel bellow and the fans blew colder air over them. They shivered.

Kendall smiled. “I’m freezing and burning at the same time. Byron, please.” He arched upwards once more.

Byron put his right hand on Kendall’s chest, feeling the other man’s heart thump steadily. He stroked his left index finger against Kendall’s anus, teasing, just rubbing around the outside even as Kendall gasped. He eased his finger inwards, past the band of muscle, feeling Kendall push back against him with a groan. Steven felt some slick lube leftover from their morning fuck, it was enough to let him slide his finger all the way up, then back down with no strain. He leaned down and pumped Kendall’s cock with his right hand. “And now, that hot spell I promised you.”