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And when all was said and done, when the shit was over, he planned to find Del
again. There were some things in life too good to pass up.
 Come on, then, Del said as he hung up.  Greasy dinner awaits.
 Let me get my jacket, Kyle said.
He walked into the back and grabbed his jacket. The camera came sliding out of
the pocket to land on the floor. Kyle realized that perhaps it wasn t the safest place to
keep it, so he looked around. Del s built in nightstand caught his eye, and he hopped
onto the bed to tuck it safely away.
 Hey, I put my camera in your nightstand, he told Del when he joined him
outside.
 Oh?
 Won t get lost that way.
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Despite Del s dour prediction on the food, their meals were actually pretty good.
Del had the chicken fried steak and potatoes while Kyle settled for pasta. They headed
back to the rig, took turns washing up, then retired
He and Del came together in a clash of excitement. Del grasped Kyle s hardened
cock, encircling it to gently tug up and down, massaging the underside of the
mushroom head, squeezing and pulling. It drove Kyle wild, so he reciprocated, each
man exploring the other thoroughly.
Kyle melted into Del, needing his warmth to banish the cold inside. He felt Del s
heart thudding beneath his hands and took comfort in the steady rhythm. Their mouths
came together and Kyle lost himself to the luxurious silk of Del s kiss. Soon, jerking one
another off wasn t good enough. Kyle needed to feel Del inside him, pounding him into
the sweet oblivion of release.
 Please, Kyle managed to gasp.  Fuck me, Del. Fast. Hard.
 God, I love it when you talk like that.
Kyle leaned over to whisper into Del s ear.  Oh yeah? How about I tell you I want
you to pound my ass so hard that when you come, you see heaven.
 Jesus!
Del grabbed a condom and some lube from the nightstand, then positioned him,
bringing Kyle s legs up to his shoulders and giving him access to stretch Kyle first. First
one finger and then another, loosening the ring of muscle. A moment later, Del s cock
was sliding in, sliding deep. Sliding home. Chest to chest, heart to heart. Kyle explored
every valley and ridge of muscle,
They moved as one, stroking, kissing. Moaning their rapture as they spiraled
higher and higher. Del fell first, flinging back his head with a shout. The sight of him,
head back, chest out, made Kyle s breath catch. Then Del looked down at him with sexy
eyes, pulled out of him and moved until he had sucked Kyle s hard cock deep into his
mouth, maintaining eye contact.
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It didn t take long. The hot mouth, the need in Del s eyes. Kyle climaxed so hard
he saw stars.
They fell asleep in each other s arms.
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Chapter Thirteen
They arrived in Barstow, California, the next night, driving right to the
construction site to deliver the material. According to Del, a large corporation with
multiple jobs being worked in several states had hired him.
The construction site was large, with several miles of land being developed for
commercial use. Del drove toward several buildings set up as temporary stations for
work crews and the bosses, but everything was dark and eerily quiet.
 Are you sure this is where you were told to come? Kyle questioned.
 Yeah. Maybe the foreman fell asleep?
 I don t know, Del. This doesn t feel right.
 Stay here. Let me at least knock on the office buildings. More than likely the
foreman forgot.
 Sure, Kyle replied.
He watched Del check the two visible buildings first, with no success, and then
leave behind them to check others. One minute stretched into two, which stretched into
three. Del did not return.
What if something had happened? There were all types of hidden dangers on a
construction site, especially at night. Kyle opened his door and jumped down.
 Del? he called as he closed the door behind him.  Del!
There was no sound, only a light breeze that ruffled his hair. Kyle zipped up his
jacket, glad of the warmer temperature in Southern California. He walked to where he d
seen Del last, and saw him sprawled on the ground.
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 Del! he called, panicked, and ran to him. Del lay facedown, and as Kyle
examined him, his fingers came away from Del s scalp with blood on them.
 Stand up, Kyle. His uncle s voice sounded behind him.
Kyle felt his blood turn cold. He stood slowly and turned to face his uncle, who
pointed a gun on him.
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