Bewitched At the Pumpkin Patch

Pumpkins and corn mazes

—

can Lawson stick it

out long enough in his hellish holiday job for a
chance to be with Hayden?

College football player Lawson’s funds are

starting to get a little thin for him to make it to the
end of the semester. Finding the flyer to work at
the Pumpkin Patch seems to be the answer to his
empty pockets, until he starts working there. Now
he finds himself stuck in a job from hell. The only
motivation he has is hoping that the pumpkin
artist

—

art major Hayden

—

will notice him before

the season ends.

Can he stick it out long enough to ask Hayden

out? And will Hayden run screaming for the door
when he finds out where he lives?

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Bewitched At the Pumpkin Patch

Holiday Jobs That Don’t Suck

Jackie Nacht

Chapter One

ey asshole, I didn’t mean that one—I want
the big one!”

Lawson stood there, stunned, looking at the

demonic  ten  year  old.  He  gently  laid  down  the
slightly  muddy  pumpkin  while  still  eyeing  the
child  to  make  sure  his  head  wouldn’t  start
spinning with a finale of throwing up pea soup.

He’d begun working here only two weeks ago

after he’d seen the colorful black and orange flyer
in the common area at his college saying the local
pumpkin  patch  needed  extra  hands  before
Halloween.  Since  his  summer  job  funds  were
getting  pretty  thin,  he’d  torn  off  the  number  and
called immediately. A few of his frat brothers and
fellow  teammates  had  come  along,  thinking  it
would be fun for all of them to work together, but
they had made it two days before tucking tail and
running.

At first it seemed like a great idea—the owners

were nice and always offered him a hot cider and

“H

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donut  when  he  went  on  break,  and  the  other
people he worked with were nice too. They were
more  than  willing  to  work  around  his  football
practices  and  games.  His  painful  times  at  work
came  when  a  customer  would  request  help  in
picking  a  pumpkin  out  and  would  need  Lawson
to go in search for one.

Take this kid, for instance. They had been out

here for the last fifteen minutes and his parents sat
up by the barn sipping hot cider while their sweet
adorable child dressed him down over a freaking
pumpkin.

This one is too big. That one is too small. This one is

too long. The stem is too short. It’s not orange enough.
He honestly had heard it all. Who knew it would
be so tough to pick out a fucking pumpkin?

“Hey, douche bag, quit daydreaming! I want

that great big one over there.”

Lawson turned and rolled his eyes making his

way toward said pumpkin that was lying in dark,
gooey mud two inches deep. Luckily the day was
warming up since the morning rain and he could
roll  up  his  sleeves.  Taking  his  time  while  boy
junior  bitched  behind  him,  he  grabbed  his  work
gloves  out  of  his  back  pocket.  Bending  at  the
knees,  he  lifted  the  fifty  pounder  and  began
walking it back toward the kid.

“Is this okay?” Lawson tried to turn it without

getting his clothes covered in mud. It didn’t work.

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The little shit tilted his head as if thinking. “I

guess so, but it’s dirty.”

“We have a hose at the barn. I’ll clean it up for

you.” Lawson tried to put on his best customer
service smile and failed miserably.

“Fine, but if anything is wrong, we’ll have to

come back out and pick another one.”

That would be a cold day in hell, but Lawson

was going to keep his thoughts to himself.

Following the little prince toward the barn, he

veered off to wash the pumpkin. There, leaning
against the side of the barn, was the reason he
didn’t up and quit like his friends did two days in.
With pale blond hair and green eyes, Hayden had
caught Lawson’s attention his first day here.

Hayden worked at the pumpkin patch too,

except  he  didn’t  do  any  of  the  grunt  work  that
Lawson did. Hayden was a freshman at the same
college, an art major, and his job was to paint faces
or  carve  intricate  pictures  into  the  pumpkins.
Every  time  Lawson  had  a  break,  he  would  sit
behind  Hayden  and  watch  his  long  graceful
fingers make strategic strokes until it became this
amazing picture.

People lined up just to have special painting for

their Halloween parties and work places. His
motives for watching Hayden, however, were
completely different. He often sat there wondering
what it would feel like to have those fingers on his

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body. Would they be hot or cold? They definitely
would be callused from the effort he put into his
artwork. Just the thought made his lustful
thoughts go into overdrive.

To top it off, Hayden was super nice. He would

absently talk to Lawson while he painted faces on
the pumpkins for the customers. He would always
lend an encouraging smile when he came back wet
or covered in mud, or when a customer kept him
out searching for the Hope Diamond of pumpkins.
It never failed to cheer him up. So yeah—Lawson
was  majorly  crushing  on  him,  enough  to  confide
in  his  best  friend  Cooper  that  he  wanted  to  date
the guy.

Honestly, Lawson was surprised he hadn’t

asked Hayden out yet. Maybe for the first time he
felt  really  interested  in  someone  and  just  didn’t
know how to approach him on the topic of going
out on a date. He was waiting for an opportunity
that hadn’t come yet. Or it could be that he was a
junior  in  college  and  still  had  little  to  no
experience. Sure, he’d kissed a few guys, but what
with being busy keeping his academic and football
scholarships, he hadn’t had the time to search for
someone. Now that he was interested in someone,
he  was  terrified  of  making  the  first  move.  He
knew  he  needed  to  get  his  ass  in  gear  because
Hayden  was  amazing  and  he  wouldn’t  have
trouble getting dates. It was only a matter of time

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before somebody snatched the freshman up.

Hayden walked over and squatted down next

to him by the hose. “I thought that kid was never
going to pick one. Jeez, I hope he doesn’t want it
painted. He’d probably have me repaint the thing
over and over. Or better yet, want me to make one
looking like it was vomiting the pumpkin insides.
While those are cool near the day of Halloween,
he’d get pissed when it spoiled two weeks before
the big day. He’d definitely come back here and
demand a refund.”

“I just hope he doesn’t notice this small spot on

the bottom here or my ass will be right back out in
the mud.” Lawson began to dry the pumpkin with
a dirty rag.

“That’s just a great way to spend your Friday

night, knee deep in mud. I heard mud is good for
your skin, though, so yours should be spectacular
before the end of this season.” Hayden smiled at
him, showing off the deep dimples in his cheeks.

Tilting his head back, Lawson laughed for the

first  time  today.  “Yeah  and  I  didn’t  have  to  pay
three  hundred  for  the  treatment,  either,  like  my
mom  does.  No,  I  get  off  in  an  hour  and  plan  to
detox  from  the  day  watching  It’s  The  Great

Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.”

“Oh, I get off in an hour too. You want to walk

back to campus together?” Hayden scratched his
chin leaving a bright blue spot of paint that he

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used to color the eyes of the silly faces he drew.

Without even thinking, Lawson reached over

with  his  cold  wet  thumb  and  wiped  the  smudge
from  his  face.  Hayden’s  green  eyes  widened  in
shock.  Maybe  it  was  Lawson’s  fault  that  he’d
never  let  him  know  of  his  interest  or  his  sexual
orientation.  Not a lot of people knew he was gay,
even  though  he  wasn’t  secretive  about  it.  People
just assumed being a tight end and a big guy, that
you were straight.  They were way off base in his
case.

Hayden tilted his head and looked at him like

he  was  trying  to  solve  some  great  mystery.  Why
not  give  him  the  answer?  This  was  the  opening
that  he  had  been  waiting  for  since  meeting  the
pale-haired artist.

“Are you doing anything tonight?” Lawson

queried. If his voice went up an octave, he was
never going to admit to it.

“No, and I don’t even want to think of studying

tonight.  Studying on a Friday night is depressing
and  my  roommate  went  home  for  the  weekend.
Maybe  I’ll  just  order  a  pizza  and  play  some
videogames. I dunno, why?”

“Well, I was thinking you could come over to

the house with me. We can order that pizza and
watch Charlie Brown together.” Lawson almost
cringed as he saw Hayden’s eyebrows rise almost
all the way to his hairline.

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“You want me to come over to your fraternity

house?” Hayden asked in disbelief.

“Well, yeah, it’s not like we torture people there

or anything. I know we have that kind of rap, but
we’re not all bad. It’s a regular house. It even has
couches and tables and things like that.” This was
not  the  first  time  Lawson’s  fraternity  had  to
defend  itself.  Being  the  athletes  on  campus,  they
tended  to  get  a  horrible  reputation  for  being
aggressive  dumb  jocks.  Most  people  on  campus
steered clear of the house.

“Are you sure you want me to come over to

your place? I really don’t fit in there.” Twining his
fingers, Hayden began to look nervous. He also
happened to look completely adorable when
unsure.

“You’re fine. No one will mess with you as my

date. My brothers don’t give a shit.” He knew he
was pressing, but quite honestly Lawson was tired
of dancing around the situation. He wanted to get
to know Hayden better and the only way to do
that was to have one on one time together.

Hayden’s gasp of surprise was drowned out by

the boy junior. “Hurry up, asshole, we haven’t got
all day. I have a Halloween party to get to. Now
get your ass moving!”

Picking up the gourd, Lawson began walking

away before turning and looking at Hayden, who
was smiling ear to ear. “I’ll see you in an hour.”

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Chapter Two

hat in the hell had Hayden been thinking in
agreeing to come over to Lawson’s frat

house? He was going to get his ass beaten as soon
as  he  entered  the  scariest  frat  on  campus.  Art
students did not go within two hundred yards of
the place. He had afternoon classes that were near
this fraternity and walked an extra block out of his
way  just  to  avoid  the  guys  that  sat  out  front  on
their  porch  drinking  and  making  comments  as
everyone walked by.

It was amazing that Lawson even belonged to

the fraternity. Sure, as a football player, he was an
athlete. But the guys he’d seen out front those few
times  did  not  match  the  personality  of  the  guy
walking next to him. Lawson was sweet, and even
though  he  was  a  big  guy  at  two-twenty-five  and
six foot five, he was just a big teddy bear. He had
this amazing brown hair and hazel eyes. Hayden
had  secretly  sketched  a  portrait  of  Lawson  one
day when the work was slow at the patch. Lawson

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always smiled at him with those beautiful full lips
that were slightly asymmetrical, which made the
artist in him completely mesmerized.

Then there were the tan lines from his football

uniform. Hayden never would have seen those if
it hadn’t been for the day  that  Lawson fell in the
mud and had to change his shirt and wash off by
the spigot. Thankfully he worked sitting down, or
he  would  have  been  humiliated  most  of  the
afternoon  trying  to  hide  the  erection  that  his
imagination wouldn’t let abate. He’d waited until
he  got  home  to  sketch  that  picture—it  was  now
tucked away, buried in his pile of sketches under
his  bed.  No  way  did  he  want  his  roommate  to
discover it.

Walking up to the sidewalk to the house,

Hayden mumbled, “This is a bad idea.”

To his surprise, Lawson grabbed his hand.

“Don’t worry. I’m serious—the guys don’t give a
shit, and the ones that do, it’s none of their fucking
business.  Trust  me—if  they  say  anything  to
anybody, it’ll be them that get fucked with, not us.
If you’re worried about being gay and walking in
here,  don’t.  They  knew  I  was  gay  even  before  I
pledged  and  they  picked  me  up  because  they’re
friends  and  teammates.  They  do  not  care  about
who I’m attracted to, but they do have my back. I
know  how  you  feel.  I  didn’t  have  that  in  high
school, but I sure as hell do here.”

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Well, that completely answered Hayden’s

questions. He’d been pretty sure Lawson was gay
when he’d asked him here. He just hadn’t outright
said it like he did now. The other thing it
answered was why Lawson was in the fraternity.
He only hoped Lawson’s friends had his back too.

They walked through very old and crooked

wooden  doors  at  the  front  of  the  house.  Lawson
tucked  a  nice  size  bag  of  donuts  under  his  arm
before opening  it. He didn’t even get a chance to
look around before the smell hit him. So, this was
what  beer  soaked  into  carpet  and  left  for  years
smelled  like.  How  anyone  could  walk  around
without  menthol  salve  under  their  noses  was
beyond him. He had the urge to pull out his hand
sanitizer  and  put  it  under  his  nose  to  see  if  it
would  help  before  he  turned  green  and  keeled
over.

The next thing he noticed was a spiral staircase

in the main foyer that had no banister. Without
thinking he asked, “Where’s the banister?”

“Ugh, I think Paxton needed to get his couch

down to the President’s room after he was elected
and  the  banister  got  in  the  way.”  Lawson  looked
around  like  he  was  actually  seeing  the  complete
wreck of a house for the first time.

“Come on, I told you we had couches, I just

never told you that we sometimes throw them
down the stairs when our stairway makes moving

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around a pain in the ass.” Lawson turned to smile
at him.

There was a lot of commotion coming from the

back of the house. Most of it sounded like laughter
with the sound of silverware clashing with plates.

“Did you want to go in and eat with the guys,

or go upstairs and I can order a pizza?” Lawson
tried to look around the corner, no doubt trying to
see what the loud crash was. It sounded like metal
chairs were being thrown around.

“I’ll take the pizza, thank you.” There was no

way he was going to go in there, with some guys
weighing over a hundred pounds more than he,
and eat the Friday night mystery meat.

Thanks…but no.

He honestly believed what Lawson had said—

that  no  one  would  give  him  shit  for  being  gay—
but he had always been intimidated by huge guys.
Being  five  foot  seven  did  that  to  you.  It  was
Lawson’s  kind  and  gentle  nature  day  in  and  day
out  that  had  made  Hayden  comfortable  around
him.

Lawson smiled back at him. “I have the number

upstairs, come on.”

He kept hold of Hayden’s hand until they made

it up the stairs with no banister and down a
hallway littered with holes in the drywall. Jeez,
this made Animal House look like a Martha Stewart
home.

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They rounded a corner and Lawson opened the

door  in  the  corner  of  one  particularly  holey
hallway. The room was massive and very tidy.  It
actually  smelled  nice  in  here.  Two  beds  on
opposite  walls  stood  on  lofts  with  desks,  chairs
and  laptops  underneath  them.  A  flat  screen  was
mounted on the wall on the opposite side from the
beds so you could  lie  down and watch  TV  at the
same  time.  On  the  door  were  wooden  Greek
letters OX, standing for Omega Xi. There weren’t
any  posters  but  there  were  two  large  windows
that brought in the last rays of daylight.

“Wow, when I first walked in here, I…I

expected…” Hayden stammered.

Lawson burst out laughing. “What did you

expect? Rats nibbling on crumbs on the floor? Old
sweaty gym clothes? Nah, Coop and I are much
cleaner than that. You met Cooper at work. He
lasted for all of two days before he quit.”

This room was like a parallel dimension

compared to the rest of the house. He wasn’t sure
what to expect next—a frat brother to come in
with fresh cut roses?

“Come in and sit down. What do you like on

your pizza?”

Hayden sat down in one of the desk chairs. At

this  angle  he  noticed  a  peg  board  on  the  wall
covered  in  pictures.  Some  of  the  people  he
recognized  as  Lawson’s  fraternity  brothers.  A  lot

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of  the  pictures  were  of  them  with  their  arms
around  each  other  smiling  at  the  camera  while
holding  beers  in  their  hands.  There  was  a
particularly goofy one that made Hayden smile—a
close  up  of  Lawson  and  Cooper  with  bloodshot
eyes,  hugging  each  other  and  laughing  while
sticking their tongues out. Clearly there had been
drinking involved, but they looked like they were
having a blast.

Since coming to school in the fall, he’d never

had trouble making  friends with his fellow  dorm
mates,  but  he  didn’t  have  a  friendship  that
showed  so  clearly  in  these  pictures.  Hayden  had
always assumed that when you joined a fraternity
you seemed to be buying your friends. Looking at
the pictures, he realized his assumptions couldn’t
be further from the truth. These guys were  close,
closer than any friends he had ever made.

Lawson tapped him on the shoulder to get his

attention. “Hey, what do you like on your pizza?”

“Get anything you want. I usually get just plain

cheese, and I can pick the toppings off.”

Lawson made a face. “We’ll take an extra-large

cheese  pizza  and  bread  sticks.  Yeah,  delivery  to
OX  house.  Uh  huh…yeah,  I’ll  stand  on  the
sidewalk and wait for the driver. He doesn’t have
to come in again.”

Lawson rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue

out, making Hayden laugh. He hung up the phone

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while shaking his head. “Jeez, is everyone afraid
of coming in here?”

“Well, yeah, your house looks like a cross

between Animal House and Addams Family. It’s a
creepy combination.” Hayden shuddered to
emphasize his point.

“It’s not that bad. Just needs a little TLC.”

Lawson sat down on an old, comfy brown couch.
It was then Hayden finally  got  his first  chance to
just look at Lawson since they’d got off work. His
shirt  had  a  few  spots  of  mud  on  it  and  his  jeans
had seen some action in the field, leaving the cuffs
completely  covered  in  grime.  Hayden  wished  it
would have made him look worse, except the dirt
made him sexier…dammit.

“You didn’t have to order cheese just because of

me, you know.”

“I know that, and I also can tell you—being a

cheese lover myself—that  picking off the topping
does  two  things.  The  first  is  half  the  cheese  is
removed  by  being  stuck  to  the  toppings  and  the
second is the grease from the toppings makes the
cheese taste funny.” Lawson tilted his head at him
as if expecting him to argue.

What Lawson said was exactly true

—

Hayden

just never wanted to seem difficult. “Thanks.
When did they say it was going to be delivered?”

“Fifteen minutes. We have time. So, tell me—”

Lawson was cut off by a knocking on his door.

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A freaking huge head poked into the room.

“Oh, sorry to interrupt, man.”

The guy looked around before spotting the bag

of donuts that Lawson had carried home. “Are
you going to eat those? Those aren’t promised to
that fucker Cooper, are they?”

Lawson shook his head, laughing. “No, he’s as

sick of them as I am by now. Have at ‘em, man.”

The offensive lineman grabbed the greasy

brown paper bag with one hand while holding his
gut with the other. “Thanks, man. You know I
gotta watch my figure and all. Carry on.”

As the door closed the guy bellowed out, “I got

the donuts, fuckers. Now don’t be bugging
Lawson! He’s got company.”

Hayden went wide eyed as the sound of

footfalls and crashing ensued in the hallway.
There would be nothing left of those poor donuts
by the time those guys got finished fighting for
them.

Lawson shrugged. “Usually I walk in and

throw  them  in  the  middle  of  the  dining  room
table,  but  since  they  broke  a  table  and  chairs  a
couple  days  ago,  our  house  mother  thought  it
would be best for them to hunt me down and do a
first come, first served. Don’t think that’s panning
out either.”

Jesus, this place had a house mother? Who in

the hell would want to live in this house? It was a

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biohazard. It took a special woman to live with
this crew—a woman who was a glutton for
punishment.

Another knock on the door—this time a quiet

one. Cooper poked his head in, his face lighting up
when  he  spotted  Hayden.  “Hi,  Hayden.”  Cooper
looked  over  at  Lawson.  “About  time  you  sacked
up  and  brought  him  over.  Thought  Jackson  was
screwing with all of us.”

Lawson moaned putting his head in his hands.

“Jesus, Coop, embarrassing much?”

“Just telling it like it is.” Cooper walked in with

a  cocky  gait  looking  over  at  Hayden  smiling.  He
opened up a  closet and pulled out a  hoodie with
the  fraternity  letters  on  it.  Hayden  had  to  admit,
Cooper was good looking in his own right. He had
extremely  dark  brown  hair  that  was  just  a  shade
from being black. His eyes were a bright blue that
stood  out  on  a  face  that  probably  had  never
frowned.  When  he’d  worked  at  the  pumpkin
patch, he’d laughed even when he got frustrated.
He was  just as big  as  Lawson, too. Hayden often
heard  them  talking  about  how  they  were  both
tight ends for the college team and would go over
plays while they took breaks by the house.

Lawson got up and walked over to his desk.

“Hey, do me a favor, will ya? Can you go and get
our pizza and breadsticks for us when the delivery
guy comes? He won’t come in again.”

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“Probably because the last time he came in was

right  after  we  won  our  game.  Celebration  was
pretty  heavy  that  night,  my  friend.  Don’t  worry,
I’ll  wait  outside  and  get  it  for  you.  Nosy  sons  of
bitches are waiting out in the hallway to get a look
at your boy over there.” Cooper reached over with
a  slap  to  the  desk  and  grabbed  the  money  from
Lawson and walked out.

Lawson slowly closed the door behind his

friend and leaned against it. Hayden had no idea
what to think. This was not what he’d expected
when walking into this house.

Lawson had a blush on his tan cheeks. “Sorry

about  that.  They  mean  well—they  just  can  be  a
bit…much at times. I brought you over here to get
to  know  you,  and  so  far  it’s  been  an  epic  fail.”
Lawson  brushed  his  dark  hair  back  from  his
forehead and blew out a breath.

Hayden thought he looked absolutely adorable

looking frustrated because he had friends who
were on the meddlesome side. What a pleasant
problem that was.

“Don’t worry about it. I actually think that I’m

getting to know quite a bit about you just by being
here. I didn’t expect your fraternity brothers to be
so  nice.”  Hayden  began  to  swivel  side  to  side  in
the  desk  chair,  keeping  his  gaze  on  Lawson  still
standing by the door.

Ooh, his fingers were itching to paint him.

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Lawson  would  be  the  perfect  model  for  his  class
next semester when they would have live models.
The thought of his other classmates seeing Lawson
nude,  though,  shut  down  that  thought
immediately.  He  didn’t  want  anyone  to  see
Lawson that way…well, except for him.

“Don’t let them fool you. They can be real

assholes  to  a  lot  of  people  on  campus.  Our
reputation  is  there  for  a  reason,  but  a  lot  of  it’s
over  the  top.  Cooper  spilled  that  I  was  finally
interested  in  someone  at  AC  a  couple  weeks  ago
and some of the guys have been dogging me about
it.”

“AC?” Hayden hadn’t a clue what he was

talking about.

“All Chapter meetings. It’s a weekly fraternity

meeting  and  we  talk  about  fraternity  stuff  but
sometimes  it  gets  a  little  off  topic.  Actually,  our
meetings  seem  to  be  more  off  topic  than  on.”
Lawson  walked  back  over  and  sat  down  at  his
spot  on  the  couch.  He  slowly  stretched  his  long,
thick legs, making Hayden want to straddle them.

Focusing, Hayden asked, “So they don’t mind

about you being gay?”

Lawson laughed. “Most don’t and the ones that

do don’t say anything cause they’ll get their asses
beat by Cooper. He doesn’t tolerate that shit and
most of the people in the house are of the same
mind. I know a lot of people don’t have it easy like

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me, being an athlete and all, but it helps being big
and having bigger friends.”

“It must be nice having a group of guys like

that. I didn’t know the world of athletics was so
accepting.” Hayden flipped the chair so he could
straddle it and lean his chin on the backrest.

“Really, most places aren’t. Athletics seemed to

be  one  of  the  lagging  places  for  acceptance,  but
with organizations like You Can Play Project and
Athlete  Ally,  people  are  being  educated.  Really,
our  team  is  light  years  ahead  of  most  sports
organizations. We’re a family, and that’s what it’s
all  about  at  the  end  of  the  day.  That’s  what’s
important.  Actually,  the  coach  here  heavily
recruited  me  and  when  I  told  him  I  was  gay,  he
said, So what? You’re one of the best tight ends in the
country  and  a  hell  of  leader.  I’m  not  saying  that  to
brag,  I’m  just  saying  that  to  let  you  know  the
whole  organization  is  accepting  and  our  team  is
really tight because of it. Do you mind if I rinse off
really  fast?  This  mud  is  starting  to  get  itchy.”
Lawson  stood  up  and  went  to  a  stack  of  milk
crates,  pulling  out  a  grey  T-shirt  and  navy  fleece
pants.

If he was going to strip right here, Hayden

wasn’t  sure  what  he  might  do.  After  weeks  of
looking  at  the  man,  it  might  reduce  him  to
climbing  the guy like  a  spider monkey. Knowing
that he might actually have a chance with the guy

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was making his body respond with all systems go.

“Sure, go ahead,” Hayden croaked out then

coughed trying to cover up his hoarse voice. Why
didn’t he just ask Lawson if he can join while he’s
at it? Oh God, now why did he have to think that?
Luckily the back of the chair was hiding his
growing erection.

The lopsided grin Lawson gave him as he

walked out verified that the man knew where his
brain was at. Oh well, if Lawson invited him there
and then took a shower, he wasn’t responsible for
his brain going straight into the gutter.

Leaning back, he began doing slow turns in the

chair while looking at the ceiling, a failed attempt
at trying to get his mind off of what Lawson was
doing at that very moment.

It wasn’t even a few minutes later when the

door opened.

“Whoa, that was fast… Oh!” Hayden jerked in

the chair as he looked up and saw Cooper walking
through the door with the pizza and breadsticks.

Cooper sat them on the desk next to him.

“Sorry,  man,  didn’t  mean  to  scare  you.  The  guy
didn’t even get out of his car to give me these. He
barely slowed down. The fucker made me jog by
his  car  as  we  exchanged  pizza  and  cash.  You
would think  this house had the black plague. Oh
well,  we  reap  what  we  sow,  I  guess.”  Cooper
chuckled.

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He wasn’t so sure their reputation was blown a

little out of proportion. So far, everyone was being
really nice to him. Or maybe he was seeing the
inner workings of a close family?

Cooper went on, “Anyway, it is good to see you

here.  He’s  been  talking  about  you  non-stop  since
he started working. I think he would have quit by
now if you hadn’t been working there. I couldn’t
stand it there. When those kids went all Children of
the  Corn  on  me  in  the  corn  maze,  my  ass  was
hightailing  it out  of  there.  Lawson  told  me about
the school field trip last week and how they tried
to stuff him and turn him into a scarecrow when
the  teacher  wasn’t  looking…  Scary  shit,  my  man.
He’s still having night terrors from that one.”

Hayden busted out laughing. “You should have

seen his face when he walked up to the front. He
had this wild look and there was hay sticking out
of his clothes. There was a kid on each of his legs
and arms. He was walking like Frankenstein’s
monster himself.”

The door opened up and, good lord, Lawson

came in with just these baggy sweats on that hung
so low, you could see the exactly where his happy
trail went. Hayden couldn’t help the hitch in his
breath or keep from staring at that little drop that
was rolling down the crease of his abs before it
soaked into the fabric at the waistband.

Clearing his throat, Cooper broke the moment,

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“Well I’ll let you two have some time to
yourselves. I’ll be down in Miller’s room playing
Madden.”

The silence was deafening after Cooper closed

the door behind him. Hayden had the decency to
stare Lawson in the face this time. He knew he’d
been caught looking, but seeing the arousal in
Lawson’s eyes, he could have cared less. Maybe
that was what they needed

—

to lay all their cards

out and see where this went.

It looked as though Lawson was going to say

something then changed his mind altogether.
“Come on over to the couch. I’ll put the movie in
and then we can eat while we watch it.”

Hayden was good at weaseling things out of

people.  He  also  knew  how  to  time  it  well,  and
right  now  was  not  the  time  to  go  fast.  Clearly,
Lawson  was  interested,  so  there  was  no  need  to
rush things.

Grabbing the pizza and breadsticks, Hayden

took them over to the couch  with a small scuffed
up wooden table in front of it. He laid them out as
Lawson  brought  the  remote  over.  To  the  side  of
the  couch  was  a  small  apartment  refrigerator.
Lawson pulled out two waters and handed one to
Hayden.

“Is this okay? If you want a Coke or something

else, I can go hunt one down for you.”

“No, this is good, thanks.”

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Hayden ate in silence as he watched the cartoon

that he hadn’t seen since he was a little boy.

Looking over at Lawson smiling at the screen

made his stomach do a little flip that had nothing
to do with the pizza. Good lord, he was falling fast
for the guy. Every once in a while he would feel
Lawson’s bare arm brush up against him, sending
shivers running throughout his whole body. The
guy still hadn’t put on a shirt. What was he trying
to do to him?

Before he could even blink, it seemed, the food

was gone and the movie was over. Hayden didn’t
really want to leave.

“Hey, you want to stay and watch another one?

I mean if you want to hang out here for a while…”
Lawson trailed off.

“Sure, I’d like that.” It was as if Lawson had

read his thoughts.

Lawson cleaned up and turned off the lights.

He put another movie in and came over to sit next
to  him.  The  only  light  on  in  the  room  now  was
coming  from  the  TV,  giving  Lawson’s  profile  a
soft glow.

Hayden must have drawn Lawson’s attention,

because he looked over at him in the darkness. His
eyes  searched  for  something  before  he  slowly
leaned  in  and  kissed  him.  The  kiss  started  out
innocent  enough

—

then, hungering for more,

Hayden opened his mouth, thrusting his tongue

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into Lawson’s. Moaning, Lawson began to shift
position and before Hayden could get his
bearings, he was lying underneath Lawson on the
couch.

The sounds of the movie disappeared and all

Hayden could hear was the sound of their
combined moaning. Hayden wasn’t even sure
who began rubbing up against the other first, but
the friction was delicious.

Lawson pulled away to looked down at him

while framing his face with his large hands. “You
okay with this?”

Breathing heavily, Hayden replied, “Yeah, I’m

good. I’m real good with this.”

Hayden waited for the kissing to start back up.

What he didn’t expect was for Lawson to get up.
Poor guy—those sweats weren’t holding anything
back.

Rubbing his hair, Lawson looked over at him.

“Uh…” Then he began pacing.

What in the…?
“Do you want to stay over? I mean, I got a pair

of sweats for you to sleep in…which we will sleep.
It’s just…” Lawson blew out a breath.

From the looks of things, Lawson was freaking

the hell out. Hayden had zilch experience…but
maybe so did Lawson.

“They’ll be huge, but yeah, I’ll take the sweats

and I’ll stay over. And we don’t have to rush

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anything. It’s not like one of us is moving to
another country tomorrow or something.”
Hayden stood up and walked over to Lawson.

Rubbing his face, Lawson moaned, “I’m being

so lame.”

Hayden grabbed both of his hands. “You’re not.

Now come on and show me to those sweats.”

Silently, Lawson pulled out the sweats and

handed them over to him. He quickly disrobed,
leaving him in only his boxer briefs until he put on
the parachutes…uh, sweats.

Grabbing Hayden’s hand, Lawson climbed into

one of the beds in the room. They didn’t talk as
Lawson went to work tucking them both in.

Phew…this was going to be a long night. In the

darkness they just held each other. Hayden could
have sworn at one point he felt a small brush of
lips to his forehead. It was also going to be one of
the best nights he ever had. It was the first time he
had ever been held by a guy, and being held by
Lawson felt strangely right.

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Chapter Three

awson was beginning to regret agreeing to
work today. He’d had an early game and his

body felt like a train wreck. The defensive line had
been  merciless  against  him,  but  they  managed  to
eke out a win. At the beginning of the season, the
coach  had  decided  to  change  the  whole  offense,
making  both  him  and  Coop  pass  catchers.  So
basically, they were used as third and fourth wide
receivers as well as their role as tight ends. Coop
and he loved the fact that the coach used them in
so  many  different  formations.  It  usually  wasn’t
until  after  the  game  that  he  felt  the  effects  of  all
those plays.

Bruising was beginning to appear on his

shoulders and arms from the several tackles he’d
received  when  carrying  the  ball.  There  was  a
decent  size  bruise  on  his  hip,  too,  from  one  play
where  he’d  had  to  run  down  field  and  dive  to
catch the ball. Therefore, having to carry the last of
the  massive  pumpkins  was  beginning  to  take  its

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toll. Customers were in a rush and he was
dragging ass.

Looking over at Hayden, Lawson could see he

wasn’t  faring  too  much  better.  The  guy  was
covered  in  paint  and  pumpkin  guts.  He  looked
frustrated as he worked furiously, painting a face
while  the  customer  stood  behind  him  putting  in
her two cents.

Man, he wished he could go back to a couple

weeks  ago.  After  he’d  pulled  his  freak  out,  they
had  moved  into  the  friendship  zone.  Lawson
loved that Hayden had been over to the fraternity
house, but just as a friend—it was frustrating to no
end.  They  had  come  into  a  comfortable  habit  of
studying together and playing games every night.

Sure, they talked a lot about various things,

from football to art, their majors and even life after
graduation.  Lawson  realized  that  they  were  two
very  different  people,  but  they  seemed  to  enrich
each other. Hayden was very patient and sweet—
hell, he’d made half the fraternity fall in love with
them. They fit each other exactly…which was why
he  did  not  want  to  be  friends  with  the  guy.
Lawson  wanted  much,  much  more.  He  had  just
been too chicken-shit to make the first move since
that night a couple weeks ago.

Tonight was the fraternity Halloween date

party, and Lawson was determined to take
Hayden as his date, dammit—not as a friend. Now

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he just needed to ask him. Talk about being last
minute. Cooper had told him he’d better ask him
and bring his ass to the party or he was going to
take Hayden himself. There was no way that was
going to happen.

He walked over to Hayden after seeing him

hand  off  the  still  slightly  wet  pumpkin  to  the
impatient  lady  who  scrutinized  the  poor  thing.
Lawson  was  surprised  she  didn’t  pull  out  a
magnifying glass out of her handbag. He felt like
yelling, It’s a pumpkin, lady, not a Matisse painting!

Poor Hayden looked like he had been the one

who’d played in the game today and not him. His
hands were shaky as he wiped the sweat from his
brow. Come to think of it, Lawson was pretty sure
he hadn’t seen Hayden eat all day and it was
nearing nine o’clock.

He walked up next to Hayden with a caramel

apple for him. “You doing all right?”

Taking a huge bite of the gooey apple, Hayden

shook his head. “I’m so glad that  after tomorrow
this  will  be  over.  This  day  has  been  ruthless.  I’m
going to need a vacation from a holiday job. How
are  you  doing?  You’ve  got  to  be  sore  after  your
game.  And  I  saw  that  big  one  finally  sold.  Who
would pay three hundred bucks for a pumpkin?”

Blushing in embarrassment Lawson replied,

“Two fifty. I broke the sucker’s stem loading it up
and the customers flipped.”

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Hayden’s green eyes filled with moisture before

he burst out laughing. “How’d the owners take
it?”

Lawson shrugged, “Not too bad, really. I think

they’re just glad to get anything for it since
Halloween is tomorrow.”

“True.” Smiling, Hayden began to rub the paint

off his fingers with a rag.

“Hey…you busy tonight?” Okay, why couldn’t

he just blurt it out?

Hayden’s smile slid from his face. “Uh…no. I

was going to study or something. Maybe go to the
art room and do some work.”

Shit, Lawson felt like a jerk. Clearly, Hayden

had  known  about  the  party  for  the  last  couple
weeks since the brothers had been talking about it.
The  girlfriends  had  been  going  crazy  trying  to
coordinate  costumes  with  their  guy.  Looking  at
the hurt in Hayden’s eyes, he knew he had heard
all  the  talk  the  last  few  weeks.  Lawson  knew  he
needed to get his act together or  he was going to
lose him.

Clearing his throat, he said, “I’d really like it if

you would go with me to the Halloween party at
the frat house tonight.”

Hayden looked down while picking the paint

under his fingernails. “Sure, I can hang out with
you tonight.”

Scratching the back of his head, Lawson bravely

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clarified,  “No,  this  isn’t  to  hang  out.  Hayden.  I
want  you  to  go  as  my  date.  I  know  we’ve  been
in…limbo  lately,  but  I  want  to  start  dating  you.
Honestly,  I’m  a  complete  rookie  at  this  and
fumbling my way through it—badly, I might add.
I  don’t  want  to  be  with  you  just  as  friends
anymore.”

There, he’d said it. If he was rejected, it would

hurt like hell, but it was better than how he’d felt
the last two weeks, chumming around with the
guy he was really growing to care about. He knew
he’d built the wall between them, and this was his
way of trying to bring it crashing down.

Hayden’s entire face lit up. “Really?”
“Yeah, really. I want more, Hayden.”
Jumping up, Hayden came over and hugged

him. “Thank God. I thought I’d scared you away. I
was okay being your friend but…yeah. I want this,
too.”

That was the best news Lawson had heard in

weeks. “Well, the party starts in an hour, but we
can be late. I need a shower bad and unless you
want to go looking like Avatar, you might want to
wash off the blue paint off.”

Snickering, Hayden nuzzled his face into

Lawson’s  neck.  “Yeah,  sounds  like  a  plan.  I’m
scared  to  go  home  and  look  in  the  mirror.  I
painted  so  many  faces  I  may  be  sporting  black
triangle eyes and nose.”

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Leaning back, Lawson scrutinized Hayden’s

face. “What? Those aren’t supposed to be there?”

Hayden playfully smacked his shoulder. “Shut

up. It was surprisingly hot today and I had to keep
wiping my face. Fine, let me go get cleaned up and
scrounge up a costume and I’ll meet you at the
house in an hour.”

Lawson was shaking his head before Hayden

even finished speaking. “No, I’ll come get you in
an hour. This is a date and I’m picking up my
date.”

Gifting him with a smile, Hayden replied,

“Perfect.”

Lawson walked into his frat house and was

immediately  deafened  by  the  music.  By  the  time
they’d  finished  work  and  got  cleaned  up,  it  was
nearing eleven. Most of the guys were already on
their way to being lights out drunk.

Cooper, the shit, had a costume laid out for him

when he got back to his room—a tight, black mesh
tank  with  black  boxer  briefs.  The  costume  was
topped  off  with  black  paratrooper  boots  and
massive black wings.

He’d felt absolutely ridiculous until he picked

up Hayden and saw him as his complete opposite,
in  all  white.  The  only  two  differences  were  that
Hayden  had  these  crazy  looking  white  leather
boots  that  went  to  his  knees  and  a  slightly  off-

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kilter  white  marabou  halo  hung  from  his  head.
There  was  no  way  anyone  would  see  them  as
anything  other  than  a  couple.  Lawson  was  so
grateful he walked into the liquor store wings and
all just to buy Coop a twelve pack in glass bottles
to show his appreciation.

Leaning in, so he could be heard over the

music, Lawson asked, “You want anything to
drink?”

“Yes, please. What do you have?” Hayden

shouted back.

“Come on and let’s go take a look.” Walking

over to  the  corner  where  the  bar  was,  he  spotted
Coop looking at the two of them while talking to a
couple  of  fall  pledges—one  dressed  up  as  a  hot
dog and the other one a bun. It was Coop’s job as a
pledge trainer to make sure pledges did their jobs
during the parties. Sometimes it sucked for Coop
because  he  never  was  able  to  enjoy  a  party.
Somehow,  that  never  brought  him  down  and  he
was smiling he watched them approaching.

“Well, well, well…if it isn’t the good angel and

fallen angel. Great costumes, if I do say so
myself.” Coop tilted his head back while finishing
off one of the bottles Lawson had bought him.

Hayden walked up to Coop and, going up on

his toes, gave him a big hug. He began whispering
in Coop’s ear, making twin dimples pop out on his
cheeks as he looked at Lawson. Coop gave

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Hayden a hard squeeze before kissing him on the
temple and pushing him back toward Lawson.

“What are you guys drinking?” Coop shouted.
Lawson leaned forward. “What’ve you got?”
Going under the rickety bar, Coop came up

with  a  pitcher  filled  with  red  liquid.  “Grange
made  this  for  the  two  of  you  since  you  brought
him  all  those  donuts  this  month.  It’s  his  special
concoction  with  rum  and  a  little  juice.  Tread
lightly, gentlemen, or you will be paying tribute to
the porcelain god.”

Coop filled two glasses and handed them over

to  Hayden  and  Lawson.  Lawson  took  a  tentative
sip  and  almost  moaned  at  how  good  it  tasted.
Dangerous—you  could  suck  this  stuff  down  and
be wasted before you knew it.

Grabbing Hayden’s free hand, he guided him to

the  open  floor  where  everyone  was  dancing.  He
wrapped  his  arm  around  Hayden  and  began
moving  to  the  music.  Hayden  looked  a  little
panicked at first and then gulped his drink down
as though for liquid courage. Lawson noticed him
looking  around  as  if  worried  anyone  would  say
anything to two guys dancing together. He knew
if he looked hard enough, Hayden would see they
weren’t alone.

“Don’t worry about it.” Lawson took their

empty cups and threw them toward a very full
garbage can in the corner.

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With both his hands free, he grabbed onto

Hayden’s  waist  while  they  both  danced  in  the
middle of the crowded room. They received a few
strange  looks  from  outsiders  but  no  one  said
anything. Smart people, if they wanted to continue
partying  and  not  be  physically  thrown  from  the
premises.

Coop came out from behind the bar and began

dancing by them. It was then that Lawson noticed
that  he  had  on  a  cowboy  outfit,  complete  with
chaps…minus  the  jeans.  The  only  thing  covering
his  goods  was  a  jock  strap,  which  left  him  bare-
assed. Evidently  it was community property, too,
since  it  was  rose  colored  with  a  few  handprints
visible.  Apparently,  it  didn’t  bother  him  since  he
soon got a none-too-gentle smack from a girl and
laughed it off like it was no big deal.

There was a guy dressed up in a monkey suit

with  his  girlfriend  as  a  banana.  Then  there  were
the  stereotypical  witches  and  vampires,  although
one of his frat brothers bathed himself in glitter to
become  a  “modern”  vampire.  Lawson  hoped  the
guy slept with his eyes open tonight.

There were groups of friends who’d dressed as

Trekkies, the Village People, and one group that
was the scariest of all—Teletubbies. Of course there
were girls who dressed in barely there costumes,
and a few guys who came in a black shirt and said
they were vampires, but tonight wasn’t a costume

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contest. People were there to have fun and party.

After a couple songs, the alcohol finally began

taking  effect.  Lawson  was  doing  more  rubbing
against  Hayden  than  actual  dancing.  Hayden’s
eyes  began  to  droop  in  arousal  as  he  leaned  his
head back. The younger guy was definitely giving
as well as he was getting.

To Lawson’s utter shock, Hayden suddenly

grabbed  him  by  the  back  of  the  head  and  began
kissing  him  for  everyone  to  see.  The  entire  party
faded as Lawson thrust his tongue into Hayden’s
mouth.  Their  tongues  dueled  while  they  moved
impossibly  closer  and  began  to  blindly  explore
each  other’s  body.  Lawson  slid  his  hands  into
Hayden’s briefs, grabbing a handful of each cheek.

“Whoa, guys—hate to interrupt but you might

want to take this upstairs before the clothes come
flying off,” Coop’s voice came through the lust-
induced fog.

Without thinking about it, Lawson grabbed

Hayden’s hands and high-tailed it out of the room,
making  a beeline for the stairs. There were a few
hoots and hollers along the way but Lawson had
only  one  goal  in  mind—get  Hayden  alone  and
naked.  There  was  no  lagging  on  Hayden’s  part.
He was shoving into Lawson’s wings to make him
move faster up the stairs.

There were a few people who blocked the top

but moved quickly out of the way when they saw

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Lawson come barreling their way. He led Hayden
into his room and turned the lock to make sure no
one stumbled in.

Black and white wings went flying to the

corners  of  the  room  and  mesh  shirts  were  tossed
onto  the  back  of  the  couch.  They  began  kissing
again  while  they  clumsily  tried  to  take  off  each
other’s  briefs  while  still  having  their  boots  on.
Didn’t  quite  work  so  they  had  to  break  away,
laughing breathlessly while they each took care of
their own.

Finally, they were standing naked in front of

each  other,  breathing  heavily  with  pupils  blown.
Hayden’s  face  was  flushed  and  his  hair  was
disheveled.  Lawson  walked  over  to  his  desk
where he had stashed the lube and condoms he’d
bought a couple weeks ago after bringing Hayden
home for the first time. He turned around to see a
clear view of Hayden’s ass as he climbed into his
bed.

Following quickly, Lawson climbed the ladder

only to stop short as he watched Hayden lazily
stroking himself. His jaw must have dropped all
the way to the comforter at the sight.

“Care to join me, or are you gonna stay on that

ladder all night?” Hayden smirked at him while
continuing to pleasure himself.

Crawling to him on his hand and knees,

Lawson dropped the supplies by Hayden’s head

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and leaned down to kiss him. He began to make a
slow trek down Hayden’s body with light kisses,
going  for  the  destination  that  had  been  in  his
fantasies  for  the  past  month.  Grabbing  Hayden’s
cock  with  one  hand  to  steady  it,  he  gave  the
underside  a  long  slow  lick  that  had  Hayden
shivering.

“Fuck, that feels good,” Hayden moaned.
Giving the head a few more licks, Lawson

began  to  take  the  entire  length  into  his  mouth.
Hayden jerked when he made it all the way to the
base and began pulling on his hair. He bobbed for
a  few  more  seconds  before  reluctantly  pulling
away.  They  were  both  getting  close,  and  Lawson
wanted to come inside Hayden.

Lawson kissed his way back up and they

collided  in  a  hungry  kiss.  Both  their  cheeks  were
flushed.  He  slowly  lowered  his  body,  meeting
Hayden  skin  for  heated  skin.  He  couldn’t
withhold the hiss as their  bare cocks aligned and
began to rub up against each other. Hayden let out
a  deep-throated  moan  while  digging  his  short
nails  into  Lawson’s  back.  The  tips  of  their  cocks
began  to  leak  copiously,  making  it  so  they  could
slide without friction.

Lawson sat up on his knees, knowing that if

they continued, they wouldn’t last more than a
couple more minutes. He reached over to grab the
lube, uncapped it and put a small dollop onto the

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tips of his fingers.

“Spread your legs, Hayden. I’m going to try

and stretch you. I don’t want to hurt you our first
time.” Lawson had read and looked enough on the
internet to know that if he didn’t take care of his
boy, Hayden would not enjoy a single second of
this. His main priority was to take care of Hayden.

Slowly spreading his legs, Hayden murmured,

“Okay, I trust you.”

“Be prepared—the lube is cold.” Lawson began

to circle Hayden’s hole with the lube. Hayden’s
breath hitched when he slowly inserted a finger.

“You okay?”
“I’m good. It burns a tiny bit, but keep going.”

Hayden grabbed the backs of his knees, giving
Lawson more room to add a second finger before
scissoring them. Two quickly became three and
soon Hayden was trembling beneath him.

“Hurry up, I’m about to shoot!” Hayden

shouted.

Grabbing the foil packet, Lawson felt his hands

shaking  as  he  unwrapped  the  condom.  Nerves
were  making  him  tremble  and  his  teeth  chatter a
little.  Jesus,  calm  the  fuck  down  already.  Rolling  on
the  rubber,  he  quickly  aligned  his  cock  with
Hayden’s entrance.

“You ready, Hayden?” Lawson waited before

Hayden gave a silent nod.

Hayden’s green eyes met his. This was going to

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be their first time and the moment was more than
a  little  sobering.  He  leaned  down  and  kissed
Hayden  while  slowly  guiding  his  cock  in.
Hayden’s  channel  was  hot,  tight  and  felt
absolutely incredible.

“Lawson…hold still for a sec. It burns a little,”

Hayden gasped out while putting a death grip
onto his shoulders.

“We go as slow as you need, unless you want

me to stop altogether.” Maybe they should have
done more prep before just going to bed together.
They’d definitely skipped a lot of steps.

“No, I want this. I’ve wanted to be with you

since we first met. This is right—we just need to
go slow.” Hayden blew out a big breath trying to
relax.

“Okay, “Lawson whispered. He began to kiss

Hayden slowly, watching meticulously for any
signs of discomfort. It was several minutes before
he was finally fully sheathed inside him.

“I’m doing great. You can move when you’re

ready.”

Lawson began a slow glide in and out and

before long discovered that both of them were
very vocal. Thank God the music in the house was
still too loud, otherwise the entire fraternity would
know exactly what they were up to. They were not
quiet lovers.

The pace picked up as Hayden dug his fingers

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into the small of his back. Lawson began to thrust
in and out harder. His thrusting became erratic as
he  came  closer  and  closer  to  climax.  Reaching
down,  he  grabbed  Hayden’s  shaft  and  within  a
couple  strokes  Hayden  was  coming  all  over  his
hand,  stomach,  chest—some  even  reached  the
bottom of his chin. That was all he needed to see
to take him over the edge. With a loud shout, he
came into the condom while kissing and grabbing
Hayden’s hair roughly.

They were both sweaty and sticky but

continued  to  kiss  even  in  the  aftermath.  Lawson
rolled  off  of  Hayden  but  took  him  with  him.
Hayden  pulled  back  and  gifted  him  with  a
completely  blissed  out  smile.  His  blond  hair  was
sticking  up  everywhere.  He  tried  to  smooth  it
down  and  then  noticed  the  sticky  wetness.  He
must have accidently gotten cum in Hayden’s hair
when he’d grabbed it moments earlier.

“I think we’re going to need a shower. I got

cum in your hair,” Lawson softly chuckled.

“Let’s wait until the party winds down. I don’t

want  to  walk  down  the  crowded  hall  with  my
pale, naked ass for all to see. Let’s not even go into
all  the  commentary  we  would  get  from  your  frat
brothers.”  Hayden  finished  kissing  the  tip  of  his
nose.

Smirking, Lawson said, “Okay, but they’re

going to eventually see your naked ass anyway.”

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Furrowing his brow in confusion, Hayden

asked, “When’s that?”

“When you pledge in the winter. You don’t

think you’re going to be here night and day with
me  and  not  get  sucked  into  pledging?  The  guys
love  you  and  Coop  will  be  your  pledge  trainer.
He’s  already  scheming  on  what  to  do  with  you,”
he said while rubbing Hayden’s back.

“What makes you think I want to pledge?”

Hayden gave him a very cute but defiant face.

“How else am I going to get you to room with

me  the  next  couple  years?  I  red-shirted  my
freshman year, so even though I’m a junior, you’re
stuck rooming with me the next two. Maybe I can
talk to Paxton and we can get a king in one of the
rooms?”  Lawson  was  planning  long-term,  but  so
the  hell  what?  He’d  fallen  for  Hayden  and  was
planning on keeping him.

Hayden rolled over and grabbed his arm so that

they were spooning. “You’d better, because you
are the worst bed hog ever.”

Lawson squeezed Hayden. He was so happy

he’d stuck it out at the pumpkin patch. Maybe
they could work there together again next year…

Or maybe not.

About the Author

Jackie Nacht is happily married to her husband for
over  nine  years.  She  is  currently  a  stay  at  home
mom  whose  days  are  spent  playing  blocks,
dinosaurs,  and  taking  her  little  ones  to  the  park.
At night, she is typically curled up reading a book
or on her laptop writing, while her feet are tucked
under her hubby to keep them warm.

Please contact her at:

www.jackienacht.com

Jackie.nacht@yahoo.com

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