“I’m getting another. My boy loves when I drink. What’re you drinking, Whit?” Tyler gets up.
“Rum and cola.”
He nods and walks off.
“So, Whit, where are you from?” Kevin asks.
“The east coast. A job opened up, and let’s just say I’m glad it’s almost a thousand miles from my family.”
“I can understand that.” Mark nods. “What do you do?”
“I’m a banker.” My family’s chosen career.
“Sounds like you really enjoy it,” Kevin adds sarcastically.
“It’s a living.” I shrug, and they laugh. “How about you guys?”
“I’m a lawyer,” Mark tells me.
“Restaurant manager,” Kevin says.
“Do you cook?”
“Fuck no.” Tyler laughs and sets my drink in front of me. “He would burn the whole place down.”
“Fuck you.” Kevin flips him the bird, but he’s smiling.
“He’s the reason we cater in or eat out.” Mark grins.
“Daddy!” A very excited twink in tight booty shorts comes running over and jumps on Tyler. “I missed you today.”
“I missed you too, baby.” He wraps him in a big hug. Three more adorable boys walk up behind him. “I see you brought friends.”
“Uh-huh. This is Davy, Alex, and Jasper.” All three boys are staring at me with hungry interest. I swallow hard. These guys are gorgeous, and I would love nothing more than to get physical with them, but they all want something I can’t provide.
I can provide them milk, but if they’re looking for more, they’ll be disappointed.
“Hey, big daddy,” Jasper purrs and grabs my arm.
“Oh no.” Davy grabs my other arm and tries to pull me toward him. “You always get the good ones. This daddy is mine.”
“I bet he would share.” Jasper looks up at me and bats his short blond lashes.
“I…”
“I can play nice and share,” Davy says and rubs against me.
“Okay, boys,” Tyler says sternly. “Whit just got here and he needs a minute to get to know everyone.”
Both boys pout but move over and start talking with the other guys scattered around the tables.
“Sorry, they can get a little aggressive with fresh meat.” Tyler laughs.
“You better decide soon, though. Boys that small can only do so many feedings in one night,” Kevin tells me.
The idea of their bellies full of my milk is making my dick hard, but I was mostly looking for someone to chest feed, and if my dick got involved, that would be a bonus.
So why am I hesitating?
