“Takes lots of practice when you’re both wearing ’em,” Jake said, picking Barry’s hat up and handing it back to him.
Barry hoped they’d get in lots of practice.
Jimmy moved behind Barry to rub his shoulders. Barry could also feel something big and hard rubbing along his arse trench.
“Please, guys, ride me. I need it,” Barry moaned.
“And you’ll get it,” Jimmy promised.
Because of his mental turmoil, Barry hadn’t wanted to have sex with his cowboys the previous evening. So he had some catching up to do. And he intended to get himself so far in credit he probably wouldn’t be able to climb into the saddle for a few days. He hoped Shadow would understand.
“Who says you’re going first?” Jake wanted to know.
“Boys. Please don’t spoil it,” Barry pleaded. “You’re both gonna get some…a lot, but one of you will have to wait a little bit.”
“Who do you want first?” Jake asked, caressing Barry’s cheek.