“So delicious. What we can do to make you feel good?”
“We’re good listeners.” Davy laughs, and Jasper amends his statement. “During sexy times.”
“Tell us,” Davy whispers in my ear.
My thoughts begin to scramble. It’s not that hard. Just tell them to suck your dick, but it’s no good. My dick has already started to deflate. I’m still horny as hell, but I don’t want to be in charge.
Okay then, find a way to salvage this that doesn’t involve telling them your dick is soft.
Oh! Perfect.
“Watching the two of you was so hot, I’m all taken care of,” I say confidently.
“That’s hot.” Jasper looks down. Thankfully, I’m wearing dark jeans and it’s dark in here, so you can’t really tell if there’s a wet spot or not.
“So hot,” Davy agrees and rubs my chest again. Soon Jasper joins, and I’m worried we’re going to have a round two if I don’t get this in check.
Alright, time to be the boss. Just like at work.
“Both of you get cleaned up before you head back out there and make sure you don’t drink too much milk. You’ll get a tummy ache.”
They laugh and kiss me on the cheek before giggling the whole way to the bathroom.
I breathe a sigh of relief and take a moment to collect myself. My balls are tight, but my stubborn dick isn’t interested in the idea of telling those boys what to do.
I need to get out of here and head home for a jerk-off. Maybe I’ll even get out my favorite dildo.
My dick rockets to full hardness.
Seriously? I shake my head.
We could have had two guys suck us off, but you weren’t interested. Now when I mention fucking myself, this happens.
I stand and adjust myself before making my way to the front bar for a drink. I’ll head home in a minute, but I need a cold drink and a minute to calm down.
“What can I get you?”
“Ginger ale.”
The bartender sets it down, and I mutter a thanks. After taking a big drink, I’m feeling a little calmer and my dick is starting to go down.
Something catches the corner of my eye, and I turn to see a gorgeous man walking my way.
He’s got blond hair that’s swiped to the side and slightly mussed. The way the tight denim of his jeans highlight his slim build has my dick hardening again.
His dark blue eyes are focused on me with a shimmer of playfulness, but what really seals the deal for me is the predatory smile on his perfectly pink lips.
I’ll be his prey anytime.
2
LEO
I probably didn’t actually need to come to the bar in order to trick my dad into coming for the Lactin Brotherhood event, but the idea of hooking up was too strong to ignore. So here I am looking hot AF in my tightest jeans and a black tank. Since this isn’t specifically a gay bar, I didn’t want to be too “out there” and attract the wrong kind of attention. Stupid bigot jerks.
Thankfully, my gaydar is rarely wrong, so I haven’t had any close calls.
Speaking of calls, well, text because who calls nowadays.
