Cowboy Sandwich

Barry Logan’s day starts out shitty and continues to go down the crapper. His car breaks down in the Middle of Nowhere, Colorado. The only mechanic for miles is out of town, forcing Barry to hole up and await his return. Bored and hungry, Barry goes to the town’s only bar in search of food and entertainment. The former is almost inedible, but his interest in the latter is piqued when two specimens of cowboy perfection walk in. Barry has always had a thing for cowboys, and he’s been on a mission to get up close and personal with as many as possible before flying home to England. Having two cowboys at the same time would be a new experience, and one Barry is eager to try. So when the two men leave the bar, Barry follows in hot pursuit. He overhears them arguing about whose turn it is to bottom that night. Without thinking, Barry offers his services. Jimmy Pierce and Jake Wilson drive Barry back to the Double J ranch for a night of wild passion he won’t forget. The next morning, Barry wakes in an empty bed to a beeping smoke alarm. It seems the ranch cook quit the night before, leaving Jimmy, Jake, and their three ranch hands to fend for themselves. Barry immediately takes charge. His cooking meets with everyone’s approval, and he agrees to stay on both in the kitchen and in Jimmy’s and Jake’s bed. The two cowboys are physically demonstrative, both with each other as well as with Barry, who finds himself falling fast for both of them. It’s like a dream come true -- Barry has two men and a job he loves. But petty jealousies, rivalries, and miscommunications threaten to shatter the dream, and when Barry’s scheming ex shows up, things get even worse. Sandwiched between two cowboy lovers, has Barry bitten off more than he can chew?

Drew Hunt · LGBT+

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91 Chs

Chapter 18

“You’re a good man, Barry.” Jake patted Barry’s shoulder. “You did real good.”

Barry wasn’t so sure.

“Come on, bud, we need to get this food inside.”

* * * *

As Barry put away the groceries, he quizzed Jake on exactly what his duties were, what time meals were expected to be served, and which were his half days off.

“Because there’re only essential chores done on the ranch at weekends, you can take off Saturday and Sunday afternoons and evenings. You can take another half day during the week. It’s up to you which.”

That seemed reasonable to Barry. “So what do you guys eat when the cook isn’t working?”

“We cook for ourselves.”

Barry snorted. “Not in my kitchen you don’t.” Odd that he already thought of the space as his.

“There’s a small kitchen over in the bunkhouse. But usually we get takeout, TV dinners, or maybe go into town. Although there isn’t much for us there. No gay bars of course.”

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