“Don’t you wish this could be forever?” Brendan asked, echoing Adam’s thoughts from earlier in the day.
Adam didn’t say anything. He just buried his face in Brendan’s chest and held him close.
* * * *
Adam opened his eyes. It was nearly dark. Brendan was spooned behind him breathing deeply and evenly. He could feel his half-hard cock pressed against his ass. It felt good. Suddenly he realized where he was. And, it wasn’t in their big log frame bed at home. He was lying out on the ground, probably miles from the ranch. Adam heard a yip. He panicked.
Adam rolled over and shook his sleeping partner. “Brendan, wake up…wake up!”
Brendan sat up, “What? What’s wrong?”
“It’s almost dark. Do you know the way back to the ranch at night?”
“No,” Brendan said casually, “Why?”
“No? What do you mean no?!” Adam shouted.
Brendan laughed.
“What the fuck’s wrong with you, man?! We’re out in the middle of nowhere and the wolves are howling and it’s getting dark and…”