Dave reluctantly got to his feet, pulling Joey up as well. They ran through the rain and the storm to their cabin laughing as they got inside and tumbled onto Joeyâs bunk.
âOh, we are so sleeping in yours when weâre done. Mines going to be soaked.â Joey rolled them over so he was on top, reaching for the button of Daveâs jeans.
âYou wonât hear any complaints from me. With the power out, itâs going to get cold tonight.â Dave stripped off his shirt and tugged at Joeyâs pulling it over his head.
Joey kissed him and got up to open the locker. âYouâre okay with this?â he asked, shucking his pants and underwear...