Orlando’s brother drove to the trailer park, one arm around the woman’s shoulder as she leaned on him, kissing his cheek, his ear, and doing God-knows-what to him out of his view. They parked near the trailer and Orlando climbed out of the car deliberately slow, seeing his brother take the woman inside without a backwards glance. Orlando stood still, holding the bag of food he kept from the restaurant. A light turned on inside the trailer, and soon more squealing and giggling became audible. The mobile home was so small, Orlando would be able to hear every moan, every creak of the bed, and of course, the place would nearly rock off the foundations as his macho brother gave the woman a pounding with his hips. It happened so often, at times Orlando felt as if he were the one getting fucked by his sibling. He knew every grunt, every cooing whisper, and his every trick simply because he heard it every night. He backed up, looked around the dark, and then headed to the old abandoned trailer, hoping his friends had not already left for another spot. Standing at the rear by the loose wooden board covering a window, Orlando pulled it back and peeked in. Inside the space, lit by a candle, were the two young men, naked and making love. Orlando’s eyes lit up in delight. He kept quiet and could see Austin’s muscular back as he fucked Woody doggie style. It wasn’t a battering, it wasn’t like two feral wolves, it was delicious and sensual. His cock grew thick and he licked his lips in longing. With the bag of food against his chest, Orlando rested his cheek on his arm and became the voyeur in this beautiful scene. Seeing Austin’s back muscles ripple, his perfect tight ass tense with each thrust, Orlando had dreamed of participating in an act like this all his life. He could tell Austin came, see his body tense with the rush and then relax. When Woody rolled over, he immediately spotted Orlando and reacted. Austin spun around and showed his teeth, like a wild cat. It was such a turn on to see Austin completely nude, his cock still erect from his body, that Orlando did nothing but lick his lips in longing. “Are you spying on us?” Austin asked. “Brought food. Good food.” Orlando held up the bag. Woody waved him in excitedly as Austin stood and removed the condom, appearing slightly more modest now. Orlando placed the bag in first, then shimmied inside and stood near the bed. “I can smell the food.” Woody inhaled. “What did you bring?” “Get dressed.” Austin threw Woody’s clothing at him. Woody covered his crotch with the blanket. “How’s your leg?” Orlando removed the wrapped tortillas in the candlelight, placing them on the top of the blanket near Woody. “Good. Getting better.” Woody picked up one of the wraps and peeled it back, biting it. “Mm.” Orlando watched Austin wash his cock with bottled water and soft soap. When Austin caught him staring, Orlando looked aside shyly. “You like cock?” Woody asked, his eyebrows arched high over his blue eyes. “Yes.” Orlando had never admitted that to a soul. ~ Austin couldn’t believe what he had just heard. He finished washing himself and folded the towel onto the counter near the sink. While Orlando stared directly at him, Austin tugged on his soft length, not as a tease, but to adjust himself after making love. He located his briefs and stepped into them, next his pants. Since the mobile home had no electricity, and that meant no heat or cooling system, they were vulnerable to the boiling hot days and cold nights. At the moment, nearing midnight, it was cool inside the trailer. The single candle flickered from their movement and gave off shadowy light. Orlando handed Austin one of the wraps. He stood next to him, deliberately making his crotch eye level with Orlando’s mouth. After glancing at Woody, who was eating, watching the two of them intensely, Austin touched Orlando’s short dark hair. Like a cat, Orlando leaned into the caress, closing his eyes. “Don’t touch him.” Austin was surprised at the annoyance coming from Woody. The anger radiating from Woody’s eyes which reflected the candle’s flame, made him appear mean. Orlando shifted over, as if he didn’t want to cause any problems between them. Austin sat down on the bed, peeled the paper away from one of the wraps and began to eat it. “No refrigerator here. So you’ll have to take back what we don’t eat.” “I can do that.” Orlando looked nervous. “If you want, I can get you a cooler and some ice to keep here.” “We’re not staying long.” This time it was Woody who was testy and obviously jealous. “Okay. Just offered.” Orlando rubbed his hands over his legs. “I should probably go.” Austin gave Woody a reproving look and waited as Orlando crawled out of the window. Seeing Orlando left too much food, and in the trailer, it would just rot, after taking two more tortillas out, he picked up the bag and said to Woody, “Stay put.” Woody didn’t look pleased. “Drink more vodka.” Austin pointed to the bottle. He climbed out of the back window and noticed Orlando was still lingering nearby. After a glance behind him, Austin brought him the bag. “You have to take these. I hate seeing food go bad.” Orlando nodded and took the bag. Austin escorted Orlando further away from the abandoned trailer, keeping his eye on it in case Woody followed or peeked out. Behind the trunk of a peeling birch, Austin held onto Orlando’s arm and met his eyes. “Thanks.” “No problem. I told you guys. I’ll make sure you’re not hungry. But if you go somewhere I can’t feed you…” He shrugged. “How often to the cops come through here? You know, checking on the abandoned homes?” “I never see them in here unless someone calls. But I work most nights.” A dog barked so they both turned to look. It wasn’t aimed at them and they disregarded it. Austin pressed Orlando against the tree, using one hand he cupped his face. Orlando appeared weak in the knees by the advance. “You ever been with a man?” Orlando shook his head, not meeting his eyes. Chills washed over Austin at taking his virginity. He smoothed his fingers down Orlando’s neck to his chest. Orlando let the food bag slip from his hand and immediately surrendered.
