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Looks like it’s going to be just Toby after all.
“Well, I’m up for it.” Matt grinned. “And I don’t mind if you use my face either. I mean, what’s the difference between this and Scruff or Grindr?” His eyes sparkled. “It sounds like it could be fun. I’ve even got a leather jock somewhere.” His grin widened. “I wanna play at being a submissive. I’ve seen stuff online.”
Sol laughed. Matt was a regular ray of sunshine. “Okay, you’re in.”
“Woo hoo!” Matt fist-pumped the air.
“Count me in too.” Walt bit his lip. “’Scept I vote for keeping my face out of it.”
“That’s fine,” Sol assured him. He glanced at Teague. “What about you?”
Teague stroked his lightly bearded chin. “I agree with Matt. This could be fun. But I’m going with Walt. No faces.”
Matt rubbed his hands together. “That’s great. I get to be the poster boy for this place.”
They all laughed.
Sol peered at Butch, waiting.
Butch rolled his eyes. “Fine. But I’m having a drink first.”
“Dutch courage, huh?”
He snorted. “You know it.”
“When do you want to do this?” Teague asked Sol.
“I’ve thought about that. Tonight, when the guests go to bed? We won’t need daylight—there isn’t any in here anyway, except for what comes in through the door—and Toby says if we need extra lighting, the workmen left some portable ones.”
“As long as we’re not still here at midnight,” Teague declared. “We all need to be up early in the morning, remember?”
“And I’m out of here tomorrow with Paul,” Butch reminded him.
“That’s why tonight is the best bet.”
Matt nodded. “Give me half an hour to get stuff ready for the morning, then I’ll be here—with my jock.” His eyes glittered. “Just so long we’re clear about one thing. I amnotdemonstrating one ofthosefuckers.” He pointed to the open cabinet containing a shelf of dildos, realistic-looking dicks any elephant would have been proud to possess.
Sol howled with laughter. “Your ass will be quite safe, I assure you.”
Matt pursed his lips. “Not sure if I’m relieved or disappointed.”
That raised chuckles from the others.
“Just jeans and boots?” Butch reiterated. Sol nodded, and he sighed. “Okay. Can’t believe I’m agreeing to this, but okay.”
Sol couldn’t believe it either.
He waited until everyone had traipsed out before reaching for his phone.
“Toby? You’ve got half an hour. Be at the barn—and be wearing leather.”
“Oh my God. He said yes?”
“Not just Butch—Matt, Walt, and Teague.” Sol caught Robert’s voice in the background.
“Robert says he’s not coming.” Toby laughed. “I know why, mister. You just don’t want your ranch hands seeing you with a hard-on when you’re watching me in my leather pants.”
“I’m their boss, for God’s sake.”
