Night of the Hodag

Quietly dozing near the shoulder with the bruise was his husband, Adam Hatathli. Adam had really been revved up after the night’s hunt ended with not one, but two creatures bagged and tagged. Adam had been hunting things since he was a child, going on camping trips with his cousins on the Navajo reservation, where he was born and raised, and that hunting spirit stayed with him into adulthood, even though the prey he was hunting now tended to usually be bigger—and more dangerous—than any animal that roamed around the great Navajo Nation. Once the hunted trophies were put away, Adam’s adrenaline was in overdrive, and when that happened, Trent could expect himself to soon be naked with Adam’s body pressed up against him in a feverish rhythm of sexual grunting, moaning and penetration. Adam was gentle in his lovemaking, though. He had not caused the bruise on Trent’s shoulder.

Trent’s attention wandered over to his right side, where Luke Anderson, his other husband, was starting to snore. The six-foot-five-inch Black man looked like a bear in a cave as his beefy, hairy body kept the right side of Trent’s body warm, almost toasty. Luke tended to be the more aggressive partner during sex, although he hadn’t intended to hurt Trent when he pushed him up against the side of the van last night. Trent had twisted into a position inadvertently that caused his shoulder to strike the metal as Luke moved him to press their fuzzy groins together. Once Trent had cried out in pain, though, Luke stopped his advances, saw what he’d done and immediately tended to his lover’s injuries by putting a salve on the shoulder. The pain had quickly subsided once the salve was applied, enabling Luke and Adam to release the remainder of their sexual tension on the willing, eager Trent. The three men had generated sufficient heat to fog up all the windows, which they always did when they were horny.

Trent was the newest one in the relationship. Besides being twenty-three years old, he had only been involved with Luke and Adam for three years. Trent had grown up in Portland, Oregon, and he was a server in an upscale restaurant when he first met the two men, who had been hired to hunt a creature in the wild there. At the time, Luke and Adam had already been married to each other for several years, but when they stopped off for dinner at the restaurant where Trent was working, it was love at first sight. Both men desired Trent, even though they’d never been dissatisfied with each other romantically or sexually. It took about six weeks for Luke and Adam to kill their prey due to its elusive nature, which gave them plenty of time to get to know the young man better.

One night, Trent had taken Luke and Adam to a local bar, and the men eagerly imbibed as they revised their plans for the hunt. Luke and Adam had drank a little too much, so Trent offered his nearby apartment as a place for the men to flop for the night. The three talked in the living room for about an hour when Adam let it slip that he really wanted to fuck Trent. Trent remembered feeling apprehensive, as he knew Adam and Luke were married, and he feared the two men might start to fight with accusations of infidelity flying. The accusations never came. The fight never came. Instead, Luke sidled over to Trent and admitted he also found the young man to be quite enticing and wanted to have a taste—as long as Trent agreed. The young man had never been involved in a three-way before, but his own feelings and desires for the two studs chatting in his apartment could not be ignored. Trent had agreed to take both men to his bed, and it proved to be a night that he would treasure forever as Luke and Adam, who were committed to each other, focused all their energies that night on Trent, tending to his whims and making him feel like the most important person in the room.

Trent had figured at the time that it was going to be a one-time thing, but he soon discovered otherwise, as the men continued to find ways to spend time with him. Trent suspected that part of the reason the hunt took so long was because Luke and Adam were spending more time with him than they were pursuing the mysterious creature. Finally, though, they hunted it down and killed it, and Trent thought they were going to move on. However, they stuck around for an additional two weeks, and at the end of the two weeks, they asked Trent to leave with them. Both Luke and Adam said that their lustful feelings had grown into love, and they were unwilling to leave Trent behind without pursuing more of a relationship. Trent agreed, and he packed his bags that very night and left with them. Six months later, they formalized the arrangement with a commitment ceremony, as they couldn’t legalize it due to Adam and Luke already being married. Since then, the three men had crisscrossed the entire United States—with occasional forays into Mexico and Canada—in the pursuit of prey. Adam and Luke did the heavy work, while Trent handled the technological and business side of things.

Trent heard a gentle moan on his left side as Adam started to stir. Trent smiled. Adam always tended to be the early riser, but he was usually the first to wake, so Trent wasn’t quite sure why he had first achieved consciousness that morning. Still, it felt nice to have someone else sharing the early morning glow with him.

Adam opened his eyes and smiled at the sight of Trent, “Ya’at’eeh, my beautiful husband. Did you sleep well?”

Trent kissed Adam on the forehead. “After what we did last night, it would be greatly disturbing if none of us slept.”

“I know. I just can’t help but feel something primal after we finish a hunt, especially after chasing down a pair of vampires. Vampires can act so animalistic with their fixation on feeding on unsuspecting people’s blood, so it’s not easy to catch them, especially when they have such lightning reflexes.”

“You seemed to move pretty fast yourself, sweetness. One moment, the vampires were darting around you and Luke, and the next, you’re knocking one of them down and wrestling him into submission so Luke could tranquilize him with a poison dart.”

“I learned from a young age that I needed to be quick if I wanted to survive. I didn’t have the looks that other Navajo boys had. In fact, the boys used to call me ‘ugly scrub brush’ and felt that the only way to deal with me was to beat me up. I wasn’t very strong at that time, so I had to learn to be fast in order to not look like one big bruise.”

“I know how that goes. I remember having poor eyesight when I was a kid, so I always had to wear glasses—big, thick glasses that made me look like such a nerd. Thank God for contact lenses, though. I can look sexy today instead of like some super nerd.”

Adam ran a hand across Trent’s face and smiled. “And you definitely look sexy, especially after an amazing night like we had. Well, I don’t know about you, but I am starving. I could go for some bacon and eggs. How about you?”

“What about…” Instead of saying Luke’s name, Trent simply pointed to him.

Adam sidled to another part of the van and started looking for the clothes he’d discarded when the horny aggressiveness started. “Well, I’ve got to do something about the growling deep inside me. Either we eat, or I can go for a run while we wait for the night owl to rise from his slumber.”

“A run sounds good. Mind if I join you?”

“Having a beautiful husband chase me—not going to say no to that.”

Trent moved over toward the front seats of the van, where his duffel bag was sitting. He fished out a pair of gym shorts and a ratty, old, gray T-shirt that said: “I love men. Ask me how.” While Adam was much faster in the running department compared to Trent, Adam would take it slow whenever Trent came along because it was precious time together as sweethearts. While Trent was an equal partner in the loving, committed relationship that the three men shared, he often felt like the third wheel when it came to making a living because Adam and Luke better possessed the skills to physically capture supernatural prey. Often, when Adam and Luke were hunting, Trent was sitting in the van, fixing a broken gadget or looking at the monitors so he could better assist his husbands to find creatures. Trent didn’t have the keen marksmanship or the body strength that his lovely studs had, but he tried, and he knew keeping himself in shape was the ideal way to keep from being the hostage or liability.

Adam was now dressed in a pair of black gym shorts, opting not to wear a shirt in an obvious attempt to show off his proud pecs. “So, sleepyhead, are we going to run, or did I wear you out last night?”

Trent rolled his eyes. “Oh, please. You were so exhausted after bagging those vampires, I thought I was making love to a sock puppet.”

“What about me?” Luke mumbled as he slowly rolled to his left side and opened those big, beautiful blue eyes. “Was I just another sock puppet to you?”

Trent giggled as Luke’s beefy forearm reached out in search of touch. “Not at all. You were a big teddy bear.”

“Mmmmmm. A big teddy bear that rammed your ass like a Roman battalion storming a castle gate. So where are you two fine men slipping off to?”

Adam knelt down and kissed Luke on the cheek. “Trent and I were just going to go on a run before breakfast. Care to join us?”

Luke looked under the blanket and groaned. “Tempting, but it appears I’ve got some morning wood that requires some attention. Unless one of you wants to stay behind and help me with it…”

Trent chuckled as he also knelt and delivered his own kiss to Luke. “I take it we didn’t satisfy you sufficiently last night.”

“Oh, last night was great, but as they say, that was last night. You know my sex drive tends to be more aggressive than the average dude’s. I’m young, I’m virile, and I obviously have a lot of energy to burn, if it takes two men being in my bed to satisfy my appetite.”

Trent sighed as he caressed Luke’s face with the back of his hand. He turned to Adam. “You okay with making your run solo? I should probably stay behind and help Luke… chop his wood.”

Adam rolled his eyes. “You know, if all your sexual energy could be converted to strength or agility, you’d be better able to go out on hunts with us more often.”

Trent took his shirt off and slipped under the blanket with Luke. “Well, yes, but then who would be around when you guys returned and bragged about your adventures? Besides, you know I always slow you down when we run together. Go. Run like the wind.”

“Oh, I will.” Adam then grumbled under his breath, “Sock puppet, indeed.”

As Adam slammed the back door to the van shut, Trent slipped back out of his shorts and tossed them aside as Luke positioned himself on top. Luke looked like he’d just won a night with the most beautiful man alive, and he wanted to cherish every moment. Even though Luke was a brusque, macho and occasionally rude man out in public, once you got him under the covers, he could be as gentle as any lover you could ask for. Trent was fascinated how Luke could turn it on and off like changing gears with a vehicle.

Luke touched the shoulder on Trent that he’d hurt last night. “How is this doing? Do you need to apply some more salve? Are you in any pain?”

Trent’s hands brushed up against Luke’s nipples, which were standing at full attention. “No pain, baby. Just pleasure. You know I can’t resist being with my steaming cup of cocoa.”

Luke opened his mouth to reply, but before he could, the back door opened again, and Adam poked his head in.

“Guys? We forgot to put up the protective shielding around the cage, and our vampires? Well, they’re now able to fit in a shoebox.”

“Fuck!” Luke spat as he rolled off of Trent and grabbed the jeans he’d worn last night.

Trent also started putting his clothes back on, knowing that Luke was pissed. Luke was supposed to get a bounty of five thousand dollars each for bringing the vampires back alive. The bounty was only twenty-five hundred total if they were brought back dead. Losing money tended to be a sexual turn-off for Luke.