“Where did you find the DJ, Brad?” asked Barry.
“He works with me and is a DJ on a part-time basis, much like I do massaging.”
Michael thought of all the young men who worked with Brad and then wondered if perhaps Brad and the young man went back further.
A car was heard coming up the driveway, so Barry went to see who it was. The car parked outside the front door to the house and out climbed Mitch and Mark, both already naked.
“Good evening,” said Barry, welcoming the young men.
“Evening. Are you the butler?” asked Mitch, striding up to Barry and grabbing his crotch in his firm hand. “Nice!” He squeezed Barry’s balls, but the older man never flinched. “I like a man who has balls!”
“And you are?”
“I’m Mitch, and this is my friend, Mark.”
Mitch let go of Barry’s balls.
“Please do c
