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Hugo was a simple man. He liked younger guys with big dicks. (And at his age, they only seemed to get younger and younger with each passing day.) Luckily, this island had plenty of them, and they all seemed eager for a shot in bed with the marine. Tonight it was Eoin who joined him.

Grant wouldn't consider himself promiscuous, but the longer he stayed here, the more free he felt to enjoy casual sex. (Even for a nominal sex worker like himself, this was a new level of activity for him.) He couldn't help being a hot-blooded, virile man who needed release...

But he usually remembered going to bed with someone the night before, and he must have been drunk as hell last night to wake up with someone he couldn't immediately place. Seemed like it was Sage, or else things would get awkward real fast...

Rex did have a thing for a forthright, honest man who made no effort hiding what they wanted. He'd always been that way himself, to a degree, and it was a quality he came to expect from the people in his life. Not even in a sexual way, necessarily, but it did make that a lot easier for him.

Carlo felt at ease with Renato. Their shared European roots, at the very least, helped give them a more direct link than with some of the others. The Italian even spoke fluent Spanish which made communication even easier —he really was an Angeleno after all— and better yet, it meant he could indulge himself some dirty talk in the other man's Mother tongue.

"SI, papi... qué rico—"

His strokes are methodical, but not languid. A real personal trainer through and through. He's used to fucking people with an expectation of luck bestowed upon them as well, and it's not a passive experience. It needs to be intentional. And if he's gonna have sex with Renato, why not throw in a bonus for him? Friends help friends get lucky, literally and figuratively.

Hugo didn't have much experience with men like Jabari. Mostly a thing of generational difference. But he considered himself open-minded and willing to try a new experience. As long as Jabari could give it to him the way he wanted, then hell, what was the problem? And he knew Jabari could really give it to him, if his imposing physical frame were any indication.

People didn't just wanna fuck Carlo because he had a way of bestowing luck to others, but the thing was that sexual transmission produced the fastest, most effective results. So this naturally made him a hot commodity on the island. So many fights were won through luck, and if he could give it to them with his dick...

His lucky cock would have to just persevere.

But he did like Alvin enough for this to not feel like a chore. He was set for a big battle the next morning, and it was decided he needed to take a ride on the Carlo Express to maximize his chances of victory...