Chapter 12
Outside in the car park, Barry gave each of the hands a hug and thanked them once again for their gifts.
After the men had piled into Liam’s truck and driven off, Jake turned to Barry. “So want to kiss you.”
The intensity in Jake’s stare caused Barry to swallow. He nodded. “Me, too.”
“Me three,” Jimmy put in. “You’re so fuckin’ gorgeous. I had to fight to not put my hands all over you in there,” Jake told him.
In reality, both Jimmy and Jake had touched Barry under the table whenever their hands weren’t otherwise occupied with glasses or silverware. But the touches had been more about comfort and gentle reminders that he belonged to them, rather than attempts to get and keep him hard.
“This has been the best night of my life,” Barry said.
“And your night isn’t over yet
