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grateful for the loose, long fit of his jacket, for it covered the state of
    his erection when Rom’s firm hand dusted off Lon’s backside.
    To make matters worse, while Rom was righting Lon, Wod had gathered the
    strewn harness bits. He stood beside Lon and Rom, dark eyes gone stony as he
    watched Rom put Lon to rights. “Here you go.”
    Lon took the straps of leather from Wod quickly, avoiding any contact. “Thank
    you.” He nodded his head at both reindeer as he backed from them. “Thank you.
    Good night.” He spun before he could blindly collide with anything or anyone else
    and this time succeeded in fleeing the room.

    8
    Jet Mykles

    Chapter Two

    “No.”
    Behind the shiny translucent dildo he held before him, Bok’s emerald eyes
    widened under soaring lime green eyebrows. “No?”
    “No.” Lon put out a hand to firmly push Bok’s wrist down and away. Then, for
    good measure, he wrapped his fingers around his best friend’s arm and drew him
    inside the cabin. “And get in here before someone sees you with that thing.”
    Bok’s expressive face fell as he passed by Lon. He pouted at the six-inch dildo
    in its snug plastic wrapping. “But it’s the exact color of his hair.”
    After making reasonably sure that no one in the other cabins along the quiet
    path had seen, Lon closed his front door. Then Bok’s words struck him. “His hair?”
    Beaming, Bok held the sex toy up to him again, using both hands this time.
    “Rom’s hair.”
    Lon’s eyes went wide, and he blinked, first at the dildo, then at his friend’s
    bright green eyes, then at the dildo. “What?”
    Although the smile was childlike, Lon knew well enough that Bok’s intentions
    were anything but innocent. “I thought maybe you’d like to give it to him. As a gift.”
    Lon didn’t know whether to be appalled or amused. It must have showed on
    his face, because it made Bok giggle. Which made Lon frown. “I am not giving him a
    dildo as a gift.”
    Bok’s grin twisted to show some of his unsavory intent. “It would make him
    notice you.”

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    Grumbling, Lon brushed past him into the room proper. “I don’t want him to
    notice me like that .”
    Unrepentant, Bok followed Lon through the small main room into the
    bedroom. “I thought you were hot for his rod?”
    Lon stopped and spun so quickly that Bok ran into him. Since Bok was half
    again as wide as Lon, they both stumbled. Before Bok could fully right himself, Lon
    thwapped him over the head. “Don’t be crude.”
    “Ow.” Bok rubbed at his head, mussing the fine lime green silk of his hair.
    “Why not? Not being crude isn’t getting you anywhere.”
    Lon grimaced at him but couldn’t find words of protest. So he settled for a
    “humph!” before turning back into his bedroom.
    Bok followed, as Lon knew he would. “No matter what you say, I’m leaving this
    here.” He dropped the dildo onto Lon’s neatly made bed. The sky blue stood out
    against the pastels in the multicolored patchwork quilt. “In case you change your
    mind.”
    Lon sat at his desk, putting his back to the bed, his friend, and the toy. “I
    won’t.”
    Bok sighed as he lowered his bulk into the reading chair beside Lon’s desk.
    Lon bent his head over his writing and tried to ignore his friend. He knew it
    wouldn’t last. Bok couldn’t sit still for that long. “Whatcha writing?”
    Lon grumbled and pushed frustrated fingers through the pale gold hair that
    was just long enough to gather on the table beside his letter. “Nothing much. I’ve
    been trying to write him a letter.”
    Bok rolled his eyes and sank back in the plush chair. “The dildo’s better. More
    direct.”
    Lon glared at him. “No.”
    “I’m telling you. The toy would work. Works for me.”

    10
    Jet Mykles

    The trouble for Lon was that Bok would know. He got girls all the time. He
    and his coworkers spent most of their time at computers, finding appropriate toys
    for the millions of human