“Wanna try something, Barry admitted.
It took some maneuvering and more than a little stretching, but finally Barry’s arse was filled.
“Can you suit up one-handed?” Barry asked Jake.
“You sure about this?” Jimmy asked.
Barry needed to feel as connected as possible to his cowboys. It was the only way he could truly feel a part of them. Nodding, he said, “Wanna try it. Don’t know if it’ll work though.”
Jimmy kissed Barry. “You gotta tell us to stop if it hurts. Never want to hurt you.”
Barry returned the kiss.
“The rubbers are in the drawer, and…” They were at the end of the bed.
“No problem,” Jimmy said, carrying Barry around the side of the bed, Jake, fingers still in place, going with them.
Barry had to employ every skill he’d learned as a bottom to try and keep his arse open as Jake’s dick sought entry. There was pain, and more than once Jimmy and Jake threatened to stop, but through clenched teeth Barry told them to keep on going.