Three-Way at the Western
Chapter 1: The Tuscany
This guy, this “number” as Burt called them, was better looking than most men Burt approved. Maybe a seven out of ten. Most important, he’d become more lust-filled and insistent by the minute. Drew wished Burt would show up soon. The man had asked questions Drew had heard too often, for one. But mostly, he didn’t want to resist anymore. He wanted to give up his hole. Now, now, now.
“Wouldn’t it be easier to be a prostitute?” the number asked. The man blew smoke toward the yellow lampshade as he ran circles with his fingers between Drew’s naked legs.
“No,” said Drew, wishing he hadn’t promised his boyfriend, Rahim, he would quit smoking, so he could ask for a drag off the cigarette. “This is bigger, and it’s…one guy’s fantasy.” He began se
