Guns go Bang Bang!
Who: Bazzer & Kenenth Where: away from the camps near(ish) to the water When: day 24, midday What: gun safety and discreet male bonding
Kenneth had torn Bazzer away from his hides after lunch with little difficulty. He was going to teach the younger man gun safety and hopefully they would get some geese either through setting traps or shooting them. Regardless though, Bazzer agreed that if he and Kenneth were going to be together, do anything, then he needed to know more about guns and more importantly, how not to shoot himself or others, not that Bazzer had any intention of playing with guns. He wasn't too sure about the knives really either.
They had slept together again the night before too, and it felt more normal now. They were both still tense at first, but relaxed and tentatively embraced in the dark where no one could see them. Unlike when Bazzer was with Thorne briefly and there had been less privacy, but more...need. It wasn't that Bazzer didn't want to make out with Kenneth and touch him everywhere, but he knew it was too soon. Too much, too fast. So...he had moved slowly, let Kenneth initiate some things and stop him gently if needed. Kenneth's mouth tasted good though.
During the days though, they barely acknowledged each other, each working on their own tasks without so much as a sly glance at the other. It was hard, but Bazzer managed it, not wanting to make the older man uncomfortable. Right now, this was Bazzer being patient and slow and doing what Kenneth needed. As much as he hated it, he enjoyed it too. It would make when Kenneth felt more comfortable all the much sweeter.
That Kenneth had approached him at all, even under the guise of teaching him gun safety, surprised Bazzer, but he had agreed readily enough once he was content that there was little more he could do with the skins today. They were nearly ready he thought, which was good. They needed them.