Pressed tightly against Jimmy, all Barry could do was hold on tight. Jake’s pounding rubbed Barry’s dick against Jimmy’s sweaty crotch and Barry was launched, yet again, over the edge. What with Jake’s battering of his arse and Jimmy’s claiming of his mouth, Barry was in heaven. Here he was, sandwiched between two masculine men as they used both his holes, giving Barry more pleasure than he’d ever known.
Jake let out a deep groan, followed by several whimpers as he emptied himself in the rubber buried deep inside Barry’s arse.
Behind him, Jake’s body began to relax. Barry then felt a couple of kisses to his right ear before Jake slowly pulled out.
“God, I shot fucking quarts,” Jake said to the squishing accompaniment of the condom being removed.
Sensing Jimmy was about to speak, Barry put a hand over the cowboys mouth. “Don’t spoil it with an argument about who came the most. Please.”
Barry felt Jimmy smile so removed his hand.