This round went to the big man.
“In fact, Corbin, you should take notes on this too. One day, you’re going to be back to being lusty, and you might learn how to have a holiday on a beach—which is a gay resort. What do you think gay men are talking about while here? The weather?”
Yeah, he got it.
“Fine. You have made your point, Dad. You have shown me the error of my ways. Don’t sneak up on a Fed when he is on vacation.”
Finally.
Something sank in.
“At least he doesn’t have a gun to shoot you,” Will stated.
Oh, and Ethan was amused, and when in Puerto Rico, play along.
“Oh, he’s armed and dangerous. I’m sitting on his gun,” he stated. “I’ve test-fired it a few times today already. It’s back to being loaded.”
Corbin gasped.
“Not you too. You’re the good one.”
That amused Ethan.
“Corbin, I have zero inclination to be good around a resort of people who do not know me. Hell. After the performance that just went on where you’re sitting, I have zeroinclination to behave around you. This is vacation Ethan. He’s a whore.”
That made Gene slap him on the nearly bare ass.
Corbin just stared in horror.
“It’s worse than seeing your parents fuck. Now, I have to see my faux-parents get their kink on and talk dirty.”
Gene snickered.
“Pretty much. We have no reason to not be loud, proud, and out of control. No one here will ever see us again—but you.”
Corbin touched something wet on the lounge chair, and hoped toGODit was bird shit. The other option was grosser—to him.
Ethan was curious.
“Where’s your room?” he asked Will, ignoring Corbin staring at him in horror. “And how long did it take you to find us?”
Corbin shook his head.
“I see just enough time for someone to sully up the good one.”
Oh, Ethan wasn’t being good on vacation.
Hell.
No.
He planned on being very bad, and the wetness from Gene’s banana hammock told him all he needed to know. The games were on, but not the kind Corbin would want to play.
“Should you cover up?” Corbin asked.
That was funny.
The look of horror told the tale.
