They peeked out from under the covers only to see-
A man standing in the entrance to the bedroom! Holding a baseball bat!
“What do we have here?”
“Holy shit!”
“Fuck!”
Brooks tried to sit up. Corey tried to hide under the covers. Brooks’s dick slipped out of Corey’s ass in the confused chaos.
Oh no.Kill me now.
How. How! Just his luck. Caught with a dick up his ass. Just like what had happened to Lance and Reece.
Karma had come to bite him in the ass. Or fuck him in the ass, to be exact. This was balancing out their extreme good luck in surviving an avalanche.
“Who the hell are you?” Brooks said.
“The owner of this cabin,” the man said, voice smooth, low and unbothered by Brooks’s aggressive tone.
Wait - Corey recognized that voice.
“Vincent?”
Corey peeked over the edge of the blanket to see, yep, the college librarian standing in the doorway. The puffy jacket and beanie were a shocking contrast to the tight shirts the man usually wore.
Oh. It was so bright. When had the lights turned on?
“Corey? Oh good. Your friends are very worried about you.”
“How do you know us?” Brooks asked, defensive for some reason.
“Brooks!” Corey hissed. “He’s the librarian. From Lance’s…”
“Oh!”
Corey didn’t know if it was better or worse that he’d once seen Vincent’s cock on Lance’s feed.
Vincent disappeared for a couple of seconds, then reappeared with the bat replaced with a tray with two bowls and two steaming mugs. He sat on the edge of the bed and put the tray down between them.
“What’s this?” Corey asked, sitting up a little more, blanket still covering his nipples.
“Based on the mess at the front entrance, I thought you boys could use some warming up. Although it looks like you two took good care of each other already.”
Oh God. Did Vincent know? How did he know!?
“Thanks,” Brooks said, eagerly reaching for the steaming bowl of oatmeal.
“How did you know we were here?” Corey asked, taking a mug of hot chocolate for himself.
“My motion sensors went off. Imagine my surprise when I checked my cameras to see two shadowy shapes stripping in the hall.”
Corey cringed. “I’m sorry! We were caught in an avalanche and ended up near the cabins. We tried so many, and yours was the only one with a window unlocked.”
“So that’s how you got it,” Vincent said, using the same stern tone as when he found a student breaking the rules. “You boys are very lucky.”
Corey and Brooks nodded.
