Ever since Nick’s two best buds Levi and Jamal became an item, he’s been feeling more and more like a third wheel.
Which is exactly why he suggests a weekend of quality male bonding in the woods.
Little does he know that, thanks to an ’80s-horror-style maniac, the trio of bros are about to become closer than they’d ever imagined.
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Damn, was this mind-blowing.
Henry’s ropework held fast against Levi’s chest as he exhaled slowly. Hopefully, the woodsman would get rid of his visitor out front quickly—because this was exactly the kind of release that he and his bros had been craving from this camping trip.
The thought gave him pause. His bros. He wondered if those two stallions had gotten it on yet.
A smile glowed on his face. Pretending to have been carried off by The Boner Killer to trick his two best buds into fucking each other’s brains out in an attempt to lure the sex-crazed psychopath back was the best idea he’d ever had.
And although there had been that moment when he’d almost believed he might really have been carried off by The Boner Killer, it was clear to see now that it had just been his paranoia getting the best of him. Thank God he’d come to his senses.
Suddenly, a voice outside reached his ears. “All right, Hank, come out with your hands up.”
Levi quirked his head. Hank? There was no Hank here. Maybe the voice meant Henry? But why would…
And then it hit him. He could almost hear the radio bulletin still playing in his head.
He swallowed a gulp. Oh, dear, he thought to himself.
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“So, uh, how do you want to do this?” Sitting in the tent with Jamal, Nick felt his heart pound inside his throat. He’d always fantasized about taking things to the next level with Jamal. Still, the rules of bro code were clear.
Bros were strictly off-limits—no ifs, ands, or buts—or, for that matter, butts.
Was that about to stop them, though? Fuck, no. Now that Nick knew Jamal had been fantasizing about this just as much as—or possibly even more than—he himself, there wasn’t a chance in hell he was going to back down now.
He and Jamal were about to cross over a threshold there’d be no coming back from.
And Nick couldn’t remember a time he’d ever been so excited.
“We’ll figure it out as we go,” Jamal answered. “This is about exploring, right?”
Nick certainly had no objections to that. “Why don’t you show me what you got, then, bro?”
Jamal licked his lips. “You sure don’t need to ask me twice.”
Bjorn Wilde 