Chapter 56

On second thought, he’d probably enjoy it. Jack snorted and turned away.

A volley ball game was going on, the participants dressed in shorts and tank tops. A couple of young men wearing swim thongs—the front pouches unlined, Jack couldn’t help noticing—tossed a Frisbee back and forth.

All eyes were drawn toward his lover. The volley ball went out of bounds. An innocent bystander was hit in the head by the Frisbee.

“I don’t like all these guys gawking at you,” Jack groused.

“Who?”

“These…these…”

“Gym bunnies?” Tom had told him about gym bunnies, guys with lots of muscles and bubble butts so firm a quarter could be bounced off them. “They’re just looking. You can’t tell me it doesn’t give you a charge knowing that you’re the one I’m with now.”

“Well…Yeah. But…”

“You know I don’t play with them anymore, Jack.”

“Yeah, I know…” But Tom had taken so many of them to his bed. Jack scowled. He didn’t like feeling jealous.