074a50a5-6717-4074-afd7-3ef0b380f481 Out - Plot & Excerpts
The operation was ruined all because of some nosey tourist. Didn't anyone respect signs warning people away? He'd almost choked when he saw that cute bottom boy walking up the path. Fuck, his dick had gone tight just thinking of the afternoon he'd seen the guy and his partner on the beach. The man was even better looking up close. He didn't top much, but he'd have no trouble doing that guy. He grumbled as he packed the tent away. Unlike military operations, he wasn't allowed to leave anything behind. He stowed his equipment and slung his pack over his shoulders. He sighed and set the pack down, moving to do more reconnaissance on Wylans. The man was asleep again. They weren't getting what they needed anyway. He pulled out his phone and called Wild Bluff, waiting to speak to Duff, his boss. "Duff here." "It's little bird, I've had a hitch." Why he still spoke in code was a mystery to him. It wasn't like anyone was listening and Duff had said his real name, but habit was habit. "What type?" Duff asked.
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