Tucker's neck and sucked hard on the spot below his ear, smiling to himself as Tucker thrust his hips up, brushing his hard cock against Billy's. He knew his love bite would leave a mark when he popped off and saw the red spot. Billy gave Tucker a rakish grin then strolled into the bathroom, shutting the door before pulling out his dick and coming into his hand. He heard his bedroom door slam and then Tucker's slam. The poor guy was probably jacking himself too or maybe he'd come in his pants.
Billy smiled at his reflection, glad that it seemed as if he had a shot with the man he'd slowly fallen for over the last year. He'd do everything and anything to be with Tucker. It had been hard being so patient this last year, but he could keep it up because now the promise of love was larger than ever. He had a real shot at a relationship with the man of his dreams.
Chapter Six
It was near midnight and they still hadn't decided anything. Grant stared at the floor, unsure if this decision should even be made. Arguments for accepting the mission sounded valid until one of the guys brought up a counter point. They'd argued back and forth, getting closer to making a decision then having it blown out of the water by a few words.
"I'm going to bed. We're arguing the same point over and over again. Let's reconvene in the morning. Duff, when do they need the decision?"
"They want it at nine hundred hours." Duff picked up his coffee cup and took Tucker's also. The rest of the guys began clearing their plates and mugs, cleaning as they wound down.
" Let's wake at five and meet at five thirty." Grant cleared his spot, his brain buzzing with all the information they'd covered today.
"Sounds good to me." Marshal said.
"Anyone have any objections?" James asked.
Grant waited a beat for anyone to voice any objections but everyone seemed fine with the time. "Okay, I'll see you all in the morning." When he'd first come to the ranch, it had only been he, Craig, Duff, Marshal, and Clark. Clark left after a year, saying he couldn’t go out on another mission. Everyone had understood. Then the number of operations they were requested for grew and they brought in a few other guys. Zander and Billy were great additions. Only one man came for just one night, Ray, but he wanted nothing to do with them and wasn't a good fit, not like Roger. When Roger had shown up, it was like he and the rest of the group were an instant hit.
Grant stumbled to his room, and welcomed sleep, wanting to lose himself in the mindless oblivion. This is why he liked the ranch work. Days like this were full of stress, leaving them all at odds. The days of hanging out, riding horses, and playing cowboy cleansed his soul. It made days like today easier when he had to hear about the crap like McKay littering the world.
Roger caught up to him before he entered his bedroom. "Hey, Grant, can I talk to you for a few minutes?"
"Sure."
"Let me change and I'll be right over. I kind of need to clean up a bit after our conversation."
Grant chuckled, "I know. I was going to take a quick shower. Give me five minutes."
Roger nodded. "Same here. I'll come in if you're still in the shower."
" Sounds good."
During their discussions today, Roger hadn't really joined in until after their dinner break. It seemed as though he was insecure at first, then once he got going he brought up valid points. Grant had flopped back and forth on what they should do more than once.
When he finished with his shower he pulled on his shorts and opened his door, finding his bedroom empty. He wished Roger were there, sitting on his bed. His balls squeezed and he cursed. He didn't need any attraction to anyone, not so soon after Craig. His man would be back. When Craig walked out, he'd left things unfinished. At best, the man had just quit on him and their relationship, but there was still something there, at least he hoped there was.
A soft knock sounded on his door. "Come in," he called
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