Dakota groaned and shifted his position so the bright morning sunshine fell onto the bare body beside him. He lifted himself to his elbow and studied the pile of naked men spread across the bed he usually shared only with Ayden. The other two were buckle buddies they’d picked up the previous night. His guess would put them a good five years younger than either him or Ayden. They were college hustlers trolling for a cowboy to satisfy the itch they had for rodeo dick. One of them stretched and turned so his smooth, pale ass slid closer to Dakota. He extended his hand to caress the twink’s butt. When the young man whined and wiggled nearer, Dakota decided one night with these two filled any kind of wild-oats-sowing he’d needed.

As he worked his way off the bed, the faint banging of pots and pans in use drifted into the bedroom. Ayden. I should have guessed he’d make breakfast. He’s always such a do-gooder. Then the aroma of fresh coffee and frying bacon reached him, and Dakota’s focus changed to the cooking odors he smelled. He swung his feet onto the plush hotel carpet. With clothes scattered across the room, he decided digging for underwear sounded like something he’d like to avoid. Certain the other two wouldn’t be waking soon, he slipped into the living area buck naked.

He strolled across the white rug to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and enjoy the warmth of the morning sunshine. A few seconds later, he stretched and tugged at his balls as he took in the sight of the giant steel-and-glass buildings surrounding him.

“You better watch who you’re giving a show to. This isn’t Vegas.”

With a chuckle, Dakota slipped behind Ayden, drew him into a tight hug and kissed the side of his neck.

“Morning, babe. How are you? Did you enjoy yourself last night?” Dakota asked as he let his hands slip down Ayden’s chest.

Ayden squirmed in his arms, chuckling as he grabbed Dakota’s wrists and tugged him away. “Stop! You know how ticklish I am.”

Dakota ran his fingers through the thick patch of hair surrounding Ayden’s good bits then pulled his hands higher, exploring Ayden’s chest before planting another kiss. Ayden laughed again as he dodged Dakota’s embrace and went to the small refrigerator they’d stocked when they’d arrived. He waved Dakota toward the full pot of coffee as he checked the fridge. “The coffee’s finished. Get some before our guests come out of their comas.”

Dakota searched the kitchen cabinets, pulled out two white coffee mugs and poured them almost full. He stepped to the icebox and swatted Ayden’s bare ass as his boyfriend picked out a few more things for breakfast.

Ayden snickered and glanced back at Dakota. “You better be careful or your sunny-side eggs will be well done.”

Dakota put a few drops of half-and-half into his mug then finished filling Ayden’s cup with cream and sugar. He set the swirling mixture beside Ayden, put his stout brew on the counter and hoisted himself up beside it. As he took his first sip, Ayden motioned in his direction. “You’re kind of close to where I’m cooking. I’d hate to get bacon grease splattered on your family jewels. I don’t know if you could go without sex long enough for it to heal.”

Dakota studied Ayden while he took a drink of coffee, enjoying the warm sensation as it washed through his system. Once he’d swallowed, he refocused and blew Ayden a kiss. “You’re the one with his willie a few inches from hot grease. Besides, if I get burns, you’ll have to kiss them and make them all better.”

“One of these days someone is going to get more attention than you,” Ayden said with a laugh.

Dakota shook his head. “Nope, not going to happen.” He stole a piece of crisp bacon from the platter and winked as he bit off the end.

Ayden laid another few pieces of thick bacon in the skillet to fry. Then he pushed a loaf of fresh sourdough toward Dakota and pointed to the knives along the tiled backsplash. “Make yourself useful and slice the bread.”

“No problem, boss. But I’m telling you those two aren’t going to be awake for at least a couple of hours.”

Ayden waved a hand toward Dakota. “Just do it.”

Dakota shrugged and carved the bread into Texas-size slices. Once he’d finished, there were several stacks of bread on the cutting board. He knew what Ayden had in mind and coated each slice with a generous amount of butter, first one side then the other. As Ayden cracked a half-dozen eggs into the sizzling hot bacon drippings, Dakota heated a sauté pan and laid slices of buttered bread on its hot surface. In a few minutes, he added a platter of buttered toast to the feast Ayden had created.

They seated themselves at the glass dining table and Dakota wiggled before grinning. “These chairs are gonna leave me with waffle butt.”

Ayden studied Dakota’s bare ass cheek through the glass and grinned. “True. You’re going to have decorations, but it’s still a fine ass.”

About the time Dakota finished filling his plate, there was a crash, followed by a few select profanities from the bedroom. He lifted an eyebrow. “Sounds like our guests are up.”

Another bang followed by a chorus of cursing drifted through the suite.

“Well, they’re working on waking up at least.”

Ayden pushed back his chair but Dakota stopped him. “They think they’re adults. Let them figure out what to do.”

Ayden drew his lips into a thin line but, after listening for a moment, he turned back to the meal. When Dakota snorted, Ayden paused halfway to his mouth with a fork filled with breakfast. “We don’t want the food to get cold.”

“That’s it. I’m worried about the eggs getting cold. Yup, the eggs might get a chill.”

Ayden paused and gave Dakota a glare, which turned into a grin. “Shut up or you can cook for the next month.”

About the time Dakota had finished miming locking his lips and throwing away the key, the first of their overnight guests stumbled into the room. He mimicked a vampire’s reaction when light hit them—at least the way they did in every bad vamp movie Dakota had ever seen. The college kid turned away, yanked up his jeans and buttoned them closed. When he turned back to the pair enjoying their quiet breakfast, he continued to shade his eyes from the morning sun.

“Fuck. Can’t you close the damn curtain? It’s too fucking sunny in here.”

Dakota kept his typical smart-ass comments from coloring his next words as he pointed to the carafe filled with pitch-black liquid. “Ayden’s made coffee. Grab yourself a cup if you’d like. There’s breakfast on the counter too.”

The pause stretched out while Dakota dug into his meal. Then he realized Ayden’s chuckle had grown louder. He slowed to a stop and caught Ayden’s scrutiny.

“What?” Dakota asked.

Ayden cut his eyes toward the half-clothed twenty-something. When Dakota followed Ayden’s gaze, he saw the kid staring at Dakota’s naked body. He let the exhibition go a little longer before calling him on it.

“See anything you like?”

“I think he’s more ready for a breakfast sausage than thick-cut bacon,” Ayden said.

“I see one thing I’d like to get more of,” the college student said.

The last of the words had barely left his mouth when the other half of the pair stumbled in, tugging at the zipper on his jeans. He paused for a moment, taking in the scene. He curled his lips into a grin and winked at his friend. “Kev, why didn’t you wake me?”

Kev had made his way to the kitchenette and filled his plate. As he shoveled food into his mouth, he wagged his fork. “I tried to get your fat ass up. You made weird noises and put the pillow over your head.”

Ayden sighed and finished the last of the food on his plate. As he drained his coffee, he caught Dakota’s eye. “I’ll let the three of you enjoy the rest of breakfast. Eat whatever you want. Check-out time is ten.”

Ayden took his dishes and put them on the kitchen counter, giving Dakota a chance to admire his hot body. When Dakota turned back, it was to glances that reminded him of hungry hens after a fat grasshopper. He had no desire to be the meal for these two, so he put his fork to use and enjoyed the last of his food. Once he’d taken care of his plate, he turned back to the pair, just in time to catch them with their eyes locked on his crotch. He decided a little teasing wouldn’t be out of line. If they were going to stare, he’d give them something to remember.

He smirked as he studied them then seated himself on the counter. He eased his legs farther apart until his goods were displayed across the stone surface. Dakota decided that he’d sat on more comfortable things, but once he saw their faces, he was willing to tolerate some chill to drag these two into their own special brand of cowboy fantasy. They reminded Dakota of his dad’s Blue Heelers begging for leftovers from the table. When he thought about it, they were after meat, the same as the pups. The similarity put a grin on his face.

“Last night was fun. Hope y’all enjoyed it as much as we did.” Dakota teased the hair around his navel until they wiped sweat off their faces and licked their lips. Then he let his hand slip lower until he ran the tips of his fingers through his dark pubic hair. After a few minutes of teasing and when the two victims were seconds from popping in their pants, he stretched his tube of foreskin between his fingers, toyed with it for a moment then jumped to the floor. One of them moaned—Dakota didn’t know which—but he had them at the level he’d wanted.

“Well, boys, I guess it’s about time to clean up and get back to the rodeo. I’ll catch up with Ayden. We’ll see you in a bit.” With a smile straight out of the legends of Coyote, he strolled from the room. By the time he reached the bedroom, the sounds coming from the living room left no doubt what was happening. He opened the door to find Ayden drying himself with a giant towel as thick as the carpet. As he dried between his legs, he glanced at Dakota with a smirk.

“Did you get them amped?”

Dakota put his finger to his lips, signaling Ayden to silence. It didn’t take long for a symphony of moans and the slap of taut skin to fill the rooms. They listened for a few moments before Dakota grinned. “Sounds like something—or somebody—got them all worked up.”

Ayden tossed the towel into the bathroom, wrapped his fist around Dakota’s cock and squeezed. “Oh yeah. I can’t imagine what has them so excited.” He released Dakota, aimed him toward the bathroom and swatted him on the butt. “Go wash off your crusty junk. By the time you’re done, the two in the other room will be finished.”

A guttural moan filled the suite.

“Or they may be done sooner. But get your ass in gear. We’ve spent enough time with this pair.”

Dakota gave Ayden a tender kiss then strolled into the bathroom, making certain to work his butt so Ayden got a nice display. As he turned on the shower, he felt a presence in there with him. Dakota turned toward the door as he tested the temperature of the water with his hand. Ayden trailed into the shower behind him. With the spray from multiple heads hitting them from all sides, he ran his hands over the wet hair covering Dakota’s chest. When Ayden dug his nails into Dakota’s sensitive nipples, sparks of pleasure flooded his body.

He growled at Ayden. “You’re getting something started.”

“Which was my intent. It wasn’t just the youngsters who got excited by the sight of your cock at breakfast.”

“The calf roping doesn’t start for hours. I wouldn’t mind some fun before checkout.”

Ayden sank to his knees and grabbed Dakota’s butt before taking his hardening shaft between his lips. The heat of Ayden’s mouth enveloped Dakota’s dick as he took his boyfriend’s hair in his hands and thrust. Ayden’s tight throat drove Dakota toward his orgasm. The warm spray from a handful of shower nozzles only added to the experience.

“I’m close, and it’s a big fucking load. You better pull off…”

When Ayden showed no sign of slowing, Dakota twisted his fingers through the wet ringlets covering Ayden’s head and started a face fucking that left both of them groaning in appreciation.

The oh-so-familiar pleasure built in his crotch. As the intensity grew, Dakota’s cock throbbed from Ayden’s attention. It didn’t take much before the first tidal wave of orgasm crashed over him. A low groan came from his lips as he unloaded into Ayden’s throat. Once the last ripple of ecstasy had ebbed, Dakota helped Ayden to his feet and shared a scorching kiss. As he intertwined their tongues, Dakota enjoyed the delightful tastes. But as they held each other, Ayden’s hard shaft slid across Dakota’s stomach.

Without a word, Dakota squatted in front of Ayden and appreciated the sight before him. Ayden’s dark brown hair was repeated in the groomed strip running between his pecs to the bush from which his rigid cock jutted. Dakota wrapped his hand around Ayden’s dick and tugged back his ample foreskin. After a few slow strokes, he slid close and slipped his tongue into Ayden’s hood.

The tastes and scents he found inside had become a favorite treat each time they made love. He explored Ayden’s cock for several satisfying minutes before shifting his attention. He moved to the twin goose eggs Ayden carried for a set of balls. As he cradled them in his hand, Dakota pulled their sac lower until a bass rumble came from Ayden.

A few seconds later, Ayden groaned, “Damn, that’s excellent. I love when you tease my balls.”

Dakota sucked one in. As he coated it with spit, Ayden trembled and Dakota knew he had pushed too far.

“Ah, fuck. I’m coming!”

The shaking grew as Ayden grabbed Dakota’s shorn head. A cry of pleasure marked the beginning of Ayden’s climax. Dakota quickly swallowed Ayden’s dick just as cum flooded his mouth until it dribbled from the corner. He took the last volleys and savored the bittersweet taste. When Ayden gave a final sigh, his softening cock slipped from between Dakota’s lips.

He stood, held Ayden tight and gave him a lingering kiss before tugging them back under the warm spray. They rinsed and were soon using the last of the plush towels to dry themselves. As he slipped on a pair of deep red boxer briefs, voices from the other room drifted over to them. He glanced toward Ayden with a chuckle. “I think the bunnies are done. We need to get packed and back to the rodeo grounds.”

Ayden nodded in agreement as he pulled clothes from the suitcase.