Caelan seemed surprised by Dusty's curiosity. He seemed sure of his answer too, though admitted to not having very high standards. Not that Dusty had either. His biggest criteria was never seeing them again, yet he showed up like clockwork to take Caelan 'fishing'. He snorted at Caelan's lavishing, thinking he was playing it up. Dusty felt he was hardly peak male specimen. Not what you would see in the magazines, but at least he was practical and could get shit done. Caelan was right, though. They likely would have never seen one another again, but loneliness now made them one another's only option.<br/><br/>"Good 'ting pickins slim out heah. Neva been a good sport when it come to competition." He wasn't feeling all that inclined to sharing Caelan in that moment. Jealously sparked at the idea of the young man sleeping with someone else, however irrational it was. It was his fault for bringing it up with Caelan naked atop him, both their dicks hard. His fault for seeing Caelan more than once. His fault for asking how things might have been between them before.<br/><br/>"Woulda fucked you anywhere you'da let me." Dusty grunted as Caelan took hold and repositioned him. "Probably in a rush, so you don't change your mind. Out between da buildings, in da truck like I done, bathroom sink, wouldn't have mattered. Anywhere. Woulda been desperate. Had to get in a real bad state before I went out to da cities lookin'." Dusty would get his fix, return to the swamp, and then the cycle would repeat. He scooted them towards the cabinets. Luckily they didn't have to go far, in search of something to ease the friction that Caelan was teasing him with. His hand knocked over a bit of cooking oil, and since they weren't using a condom, that would work just fine. He unscrewed the cap, dumping a bit into his palm before slicking his cock with it.<br/><br/>"This betta. No reason to cova your mouth. No one to heah you all da way out heah, ova da poundin rain." Caelan could be as loud as he wanted. Dusty craved the noise and the young man's shameless manner of speech as he spoke close to his hear. "No crittas even gonna concern demselve wif what we doin'."