"'Abandoned' is a compliment," grumbled Leighton as he helped Thane push open the door.

      It was off one of its hinges and had fallen in such a way that it was wedged tightly against the door frame.

      As soon as they shoved it aside, a cloud of dust and cobwebs flew in their direction. They quickly threw their arms over their faces to protect their eyes and lungs, then stepped outside to wait for it all to settle before entering again.

      Thane sighed as he looked around the decrepit interior. The table and bed were the only things left standing, but both were covered in layers of dust and mold. A kitchen cabinet stand had fallen, and chairs had been knocked around.

      "It's like a bear tore through here," Leighton remarked as he lifted a broken lid to a busted crate.

      "Probably did," Thane replied. "Let's do our best to air it out and have a place to sleep before the rain turns harder."

      They set about scrubbing the table clean so they could eat and beating the blankets free of dust, bugs, and mold spores.

      "I'll gather some fresh pine needles for the mattress," Leighton told him as he started for the doorway.

      "Take care," Thane called out.

      Leighton turned and smiled at Thane's concern before hurrying out to collect the branches.

      By the time he returned, Thane had the table set with bowls he had found on the floor. He had washed them in a barrel of water he found through a back door to the cottage. Lightning struck almost at the same time as a loud boom of thunder shook the dilapidated building.

      "Just in time," Leighton said as he rushed in.

      His arms were full of a huge stack of pine branches, and Thane hurried to help him. They covered the old straw with the fresh pine and covered it with one of the blankets.

      "There's a tub behind the cottage," Thane told Leighton. "If the rain fills it enough tonight, we can bathe before we head out again."

      Leighton nodded as he sat down to eat. He pulled the food they had saved from the inn out of a bag and spread it out. They finished their meal in silence, and Leighton watched Thane stretch out onto the bed.

      Thane sat up after testing their work on the make-shift mattress and removed his boots. He removed his tunic to cool his skin burning in the heat of the midsummer afternoon. As he began unfastening his trousers, he jumped at the sudden appearance of Leighton's hands over his.  

      "Let me help," Leighton told him as he knelt before him.

      "I have it. Let go," Thane said crossly and tried to push him away.

      He decided as he fell asleep the night before to distance himself from his growing feelings for Leighton. Losing him was already going to be rough. Now that they had crossed the line into something he was still unsure how to label, he feared it would be devastating.

      "Thane," Leighton quietly uttered as he looked up into his eyes. "Let me do this."

      Thane's brow creased in wonder of his need to unfasten his trousers. When Leighton pulled them loose and down his legs, Thane tried to protest.

      "Let me do this, please," Leighton pleaded again.

      Thane was at a loss as to why Leighton was being so insistent upon removing his trousers until his hands slid across Thane's groin and held onto his cock.

      "Leighton," Thane said in an effort to stop him.

      As he was about to pull Leighton's hands away, he watched in shock as Leighton's tongue slid up the length. He loudly gasped and tried to push his mouth away.

      "Don't," he tried to order, but he found it difficult to push him away. "Leighton, you don't have to ... My ... God..."

      Leighton looked up from his attention to Thane's cock to watch his head fall back in a groan of pleasure. He slid his tongue across the top and drew it into his mouth to suck on it.

      "Dammit! Stop!" Thane quickly groaned.

      He grabbed onto the back of Leighton's head to force his mouth away, but instead of pulling at his hair, he found himself shoving Leighton's head down onto him. His hips rocked as Thane sucked him in, then pulled his mouth away, and pushed down again. The hot softness was almost like a woman's pussy, but it made him miss the tightness of Leighton's ass.

      Leighton held the bottom of Thane's cock and stroked it as he sucked the rest deep inside. His tongue stroked it while his teeth gently grazed it, the back of this throat squeezing the head every time it reached that far back.

      Thane gripped Leighton's head with one hand and the tattered blanket with the other. He'd never experienced anything like this. Everything with Leighton had been new and exhilarating, and he was beginning to wish he had cherished their time together sooner.

      "Aaaah!"

      Before Thane could dwell on their ominous situation, Leighton began to suck harder and faster. It sent Thane's mind spiraling out of control. He groaned and grunted as his hips bucked against Leighton's mouth, filling it with the entire length of his cock as it throbbed almost violently. He clenched his teeth as he watched Leighton swallow every bit of the hot semen as it left his shaft.

      "Don't," he breathed, his voice barely stronger than a whimper. "Don't swallow that."

      He fell back onto the bed as his muscles gave out.

      "Too late, precious," Leighton told him as he wiped his mouth. "It isn't so bad. Maybe you can try mine someday."

      Thane was too exhausted to respond and Leighton laughed. He laid beside him and brushed his hand across Thane's cheek as the captain tried to catch his breath.

      "Is that the first time you've had your cock sucked?" he asked.

      "Yes," Thane answered just above a whisper.

      Leighton watched his chest slowly start to calm from the heavy breathing. He looked up at the ceiling as the storm raged outside.

      "I can't believe it isn't leaking," he remarked.

      Thane looked down toward Leighton's crotch to find him still dressed.

      "Leaking?" he wondered, thinking at first he meant pre-cum.

      "The ceiling," Leighton clarified. "Everything else is on its last leg, but the roof is still holding back the floodgates."

      "It's the thick forest canopy and the loose pine branches piled up," Thane remarked as he, too, looked upward. "It won't hold. That's why there's so much mold and water damage inside. We shouldn't stay in here long. It isn't good to breathe all this in."

      "Can we stay for a little longer?" asked Leighton.

      Thane looked over to find him staring at him with pleading.

      "Why?" he wondered, though he could see the reason in the way Leighton began rubbing his cock through his trousers.

      He watched as Leighton stood and undressed, then began to stimulate his cock with his hand. Leighton laid beside Thane and bent his head down for a kiss.

      Without hesitation, Thane brought his hand up to grab the back of Leighton's head to pull him down closer. He slipped in his tongue and they kissed for a while as Leighton stroked his own cock.

      "Are you going to finish that by yourself?" Thane asked as he broke off their kiss.

      He reached down and took over as Leighton held onto Thane's cock to do the same. They kissed again until Thane rose up and turned until he was over Leighton.

      "I need to make you wet," Thane told him. "You need to cum or ... What are you doing?"

      Leighton sucked on his fingers before spitting on them, then reached behind himself to rub it on his hole.

      "Let me do that," Thane told him as he pulled his hand away.

      He kissed him again and then kissed each nipple before moving downward. He spit on his hand and wiped it across the hole, shoving his finger inside to make it wet, too.

      "It's still too dry," he mumbled.

      With a deep breath and a glance at Leighton, he lowered his head and began to lick at the opening.

      "Thane," Leighton gasped.

      He gripped the blanket as he felt Thane's tongue slide in. Just as it was pulled out, he felt Thane's large fingers slowly enter him to spread him open. 

      This time was much easier for both. Thane was slower and more eager to please, and Leighton was no longer unsure of what to do to help himself adjust to the large intrusion.

      "Are you all right?" Thane worried as Leighton's face began to contort in what he thought was pain.

      "It feels so good," Leighton replied. "I think I'm about to cum, but I don't want it to end."

      "Cum for me, little fox," Thane said, shocking Leighton by the apparent term of endearment. "We can do this as often as you want."