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his eyes, face raised to the rafters, and lifted his hands. He hummed and more bald men joined him, creating a circle, their hands linking them together. They reminded him of those cut-out paper dolls he’d made at school, except these ones had dangling dicks and bollocks.
    Adam quietly knelt behind Dane. “This is so weird,” he whispered into his ear.
    Dane turned his head to speak over his shoulder. “Damn right it is. Who would have thought crap like this went on, eh? Maybe it’s some country ritual or other.”
    “Maybe, but I’d sure as shit feel uncomfortable having my cock on show in front of so many men.”
    Dane snorted, and Adam’s gut clenched. Had he been too loud?
    They didn’t appear to have heard him, each man emitting the same hum as the first. It sounded like bees, a whole swarm of the fuckers, the noise thick and buzzing, going through Adam’s skin until goosebumps sprouted all over him. A sensation squirmed in his ears, as though the very bees he’d thought of were crawling around inside, and he swallowed to make it go away.
    The men swayed, and Adam was drawn to look at their cocks, soft and swaying along with the bodies they were attached to. Muscles in the men’s legs undulated beneath their skin. The humming grew louder, and Adam was sure he heard a pained whimper, muffled by the strange buzz. He cocked his head to glance at Dane, checking if it was him, but his lover’s eyes were wide as he soaked in the scene. He didn’t appear upset at all, just fascinated.
    “Did you hear that?” Adam whispered.
    “What?” Dane asked.
    “That whimper.”
    “No.”
    It came again, louder this time.
    “There. You heard it then, yeah?” Adam willed Dane to say he had.
    “Nope.”
    “Help me!”
    “Who the fuck said that?” Adam whispered, his voice hoarse. Tension spread into his body, and he blinked as though it would help establish the owner of that voice.
    “Who said what?” Dane frowned, gaze still riveted ahead.
    “Help me. Someone just said it.”
    “I didn’t hear it.” Dan lifted a finger. “Would you look at the size of that man’s dick? The one right opposite. Can you imagine it hard? Jesus!”
    “They’re going to hurt me…”
    “Oh, fuck. Please tell me you heard that, Dane.”
    “I just told you I didn’t.”
    “Not that! Someone said something else. That the men are going to hurt them.”
    Dane pursed his lips and looked directly at Adam. “Oh, behave your fucking self, man. You’re hearing things.” He laughed quietly.
    “I’m not. I heard it. Maybe you would have as well if you weren’t so busy ogling cock.”
    “Get you. Jealous much?”
    Dane wasn’t usually such an arsehole. Maybe the cold had got to him, or maybe the sight of so many dicks in one place, but Adam didn’t like the way this conversation could go if he pursued it. So he remained silent, knowing damn well he’d heard that voice—a man—as if he’d spoken right beside him.
    Just to make sure he hadn’t, Adam glanced about, seeing nothing but darkness beyond the barn door. He stood, the urge to investigate strong.
    Dane stared up at him. “What are you doing?”
    “I’m going to see if anyone else is out here.”
    “Not on your own, you aren’t.”
    Adam walked towards the right-hand outside corner of the barn, realising with some surprise he wasn’t afraid. That voice had come from a frightened person, and courage had settled inside Adam, pushing his own worry aside. It felt strange not to cower away from confrontation or the unknown, but he acknowledged that he might be getting better now, that Lower Repton had been a good choice.
    Apart from what was going on tonight.
    He heard Dane following—maybe that helped with the courage a bit—and rounded the corner. More of the same field greeted him, although what he’d expected he didn’t know. Well, he did, if he was honest.
    He thought he’d find whoever that voice belonged to. Some bloke huddled against the barn, waiting for