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Hot And Naked
Viggo stretched out on the couch and pushed buttons on the remote. The fan was pointed directly at him, but it was still hot. Goddamn fucking heat wave. The sweat was just pouring off him.
What on earth had possessed him to think that a rustic cabin was a good idea in the middle of August?
The knock at his door was a surprise, but Viggo had only told two people where he was going, and Astin had his wife down for their break.
"Come on in, Orlando," Viggo called.
Orlando walked in and started to greet Viggo when he stuttered to a stop when he saw the older man sprawled on the couch, naked as the day he was born. "Sorry…I…"
"Nah. It's okay. I mean, it's not like you haven't seen me naked before, right? It's just too fucking hot to wear clothes.
Viggo gave Orlando twenty minutes until he was naked too.
Orlando sat in a chair and stared at the television. Viggo kept catching Orlando's eyes dart to him and then look quickly at the wall
Smirking, Viggo smoothed his hand down his chest and let it rest on his stomach. The sweat was starting to bead on Orlando's brow. He knew the heat was really oppressive outside the fan. "Want something to drink?"
"That sounds great." He sounded relieved. "What do you have?"
"There's beer in the fridge, and I think I brought a few Cokes."
"Great. Want something?"
Viggo let his gaze travel up and down Orlando's body. "Another beer for now."
Orlando nodded and got up. Viggo watched his ass wiggle towards the kitchen.
~*~
A few beers and a couple of hours later, Viggo was pretty tipsy. He blamed the dehydration for his too-soon buzz.
Orlando had lost his shirt and pants, and was down to only his boxers. Viggo stared at him when he wasn't paying attention.
"Does that fan move or anything?" Orlando looked over at the fan, still trying to keep his eyes off Viggo.
"You could come share it with me," Viggo said in his most suggestive voice.
Orlando finally looked over. His gaze wandered up and down Viggo's body. Viggo felt his cock start to swell and he closed his eyes. He didn't hear Orlando move, but he did feel his hands on his arms.
"Won't that just make us hotter?"
Viggo opened his eyes. Orlando's face was close to his own. "I really don't care."
A huge grin broke out on Orlando's face. "Me either."
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