“He most likely saves some of the fat when he kills animals for meat and uses it to make the soap,” Lex explained, taking the gray square and holding it up to his nostrils. Wallis seemed to know what Lex needed before the tall brunette could say anything, and he followed willingly as Wallis led him outside. The opportunity to bathe and wash his clothes put Lex in a good, easy mood. Feeling the scum slough away from him left him feeling more refreshed than he had experienced in months, and it wasn't a hassle to reward Wallis when the tattooed man came to him, offering to scrub his backside.<i>If only Mason could be gentle like this, maybe fucking him wouldn't feel like such a chore</i>, Lex thought, bending sweetly to Wallis' will. He didn't protest when the muscular man's hands began to roam, nor when Wallis pressed him against the barn and slipped his engorged cock inside of him. Fucking Wallis was never particularly passionate, but it still felt good and Wallis was careful to avoid the fresh bruising on Lex's side. After Wallis came inside of him, he was polite enough to take Lex's cock into his fist and jack him off to completion, not minding when the model ejaculated onto his stomach. It wasn't love, it was hardly even lust, but both men left the well satisfied, Lex strolling back into the farm house only in his mostly-dried jeans.<br/><br/>He was happy to see Forest when the young man returned. Lex had stayed close to Wallis for the majority of the day, Mason mostly just sulked and seemed uninterested in being chummy with their host. Fine enough as far as Lex was concerned. He was more than willing to talk Forest up regardless of how miffed Mason became.<br/><br/>“You gonna teach us all about hunting and gathering too, mate?” Lex asked, grinning as he stared at Forest's stained lips. “Glad you managed to save some for us. Making jam is easy, assuming you have any sugar left. If not, we can figure something out. I used to bake with my mum all the time when I was a kid. Can make bread from scratch, too, though I've never done it without a proper oven. We'll have to experiment, you and me. You interested?” He smiled, noting the way Forest's eyes settled on his body before politely looking away.<br/><br/>“Sit down, mate, you look stiff,” Lex offered, taking Forest's hand and guiding him to a chair. “After a long day with your eyes to the ground, I'm sure you're worn out, eh?” He positioned himself behind Forest, hands settling on the farm boy's broad shoulders. “I didn't learn this from my mum,” he joked, slipping his fingers beneath the collar of Forest's shirt so he could begin to work at the tight muscles. His eyes quickly darted to Mason, daring him to make a scene. Perhaps Lex would be punished for this later but in the moment he couldn't bring himself to care.<br/><br/>“That well of yours was like an oasis in a barren desert,” he laughed. “Wallis and I got to fancy ourselves up and enjoy the feeling of not having a hundred layers of dirt on our skin. Thank you for that. I'd forgotten how good it felt to be clean.”<br/><br/>Despite Lex's otherwise delicate features and tight body, his fingers were strong. He found the knots in Forest's shoulders and neck, working at them gently at first. “How's that feel?” he asked, wanting Forest to like it, wanting to see Mason seethe. “I can go harder, if you like.”