Chapter 91

While Jake greased him up, Barry explored Jimmy’s chest, shoulders, and face. The cowboy was solid, built, and so fucking sexy.

“Ready, babe?” Jake asked, lining himself up.

Barry had been ready for the past couple of minutes but had enjoyed Jake’s fingers up his ass and Jimmy’s tongue in his mouth too much to want to stop them.

“Wait a minute,” Jimmy said. “Want to change around.”

“No.” Barry closed his eyes.

“What’re you doing?” Jake asked.

His cowboys had managed to go all day without any major arguments, Barry hoped they weren’t about to start now.

He became aware of two things almost at the same time. Jimmy engulfed Barry’s cock and something wet brushed his lips. He opened his eyes and got a close-up view of Jimmy’s hard dick.

Barry kissed then licked the leaking cock head. “Best gift I’ve received today,” he said just before going down on the huge tube of flesh.

“You ain’t received anything yet,” Jake said, breaching Barry’s back door and pushing himself forward in one slow, continuous thrust.

Jake’s long dick and Barry’s ass had become best of friends over the past four plus months, so Jake’s entry was smooth and without pain. The two of them fit so naturally together. The only other thing Barry ever wanted up his ass was Jimmy’s fatter if slightly less lengthy dick. And as he was currently sucking on said fatter, if slightly less lengthy dick, Barry’s cup of joy was in serious danger of overflowing.

“Oh, God, your naked ass feels so good,” Jake moaned once he’d settled into a steady rhythm. “Okay for you, babe?” Jake asked.

Mouth otherwise occupied, Barry lifted a hand and gave Jake a thumbs up. That was his Jake, always concerned for Barry’s comfort. How he loved his red cowboy.

Jimmy chose that moment to turn up the motor a notch on his velvet blender. What that man could do with his mouth and tongue was little short of pure heaven. How he loved his blue cowboy.

For endless minutes Barry was loved upon in ways he had never even dreamed of before he’d met these two remarkable men. Four hands and two mouths caressed all they could reach of Barry’s body. And despite the multiple sensations washing over and through him, Barry returned his pleasure by touching his men back. Jimmy and Jake’s muscles were a testament to the hard physical labor they performed on a daily basis.

By unspoken agreement, the men’s actions were more about loving one another than getting off. More a case of enjoying the journey rather than wanting to get there. But eventually Jake was approaching his destination. Before climaxing, Jake always let out a small whimper. Barry waited, and right on cue the whimper came, and so did Jake.

Barry shuddered at the thought that for the first time he was being filled with Jake’s life-giving seed. If his biology were different…What amazing dads Jimmy and Jake would make.

“Squelchy,” Jake said, slowly pulling out. “You okay?” He kissed Barry’s left shoulder.

Barry pulled off Jimmy’s dick. Wiping his mouth, he said, “Awesome.”

He squeezed his ass muscles. Could he feel a difference? Could he feel Jake’s cum? It had probably been pumped into him so high up it’d take a while to run down.

“Do you need a minute before…?” Jimmy asked, caressing Barry’s hip. “Or do you want me to suck a load out of you first?”

Jimmy had done his best to do just that the past few minutes, and Barry was proud of himself for successfully resisting. “It’s okay, I’ll cum when you do.”

Thanks to Jake’s prior stretching, Jimmy’s entry was a smooth one.

Barry cupped Jimmy’s cheeks. The knowledge he was only the second person Jimmy had made love to was so incredible a gift it brought tears to his eyes.

“Have I told you today just how special you are?”

Jimmy blushed, then his usual bravado took over. “Nope, was wondering when you were going to get around to it.”

Jake snorted.

Over his shoulder, Barry said, “And I’m sure I’ve told you today how beautiful you are.”

“You did,” Jimmy said before Jake could say anything. “And he is. We’re both real lucky to have him.”

This was a rare moment of tenderness from Jimmy, Barry was waiting for the other shoe—or cowboy boot—to drop.

“Thanks. Both of you,” Jake said. “But I’m the lucky one. Two wonderful men to love me. I’m the luckiest cowboy in the country.”

“No, babe,” Jimmy panted. “I’m the lucky one. Lucky to have two fine men with two fine asses.”

As Jimmy increased the power and speed of his strokes, Barry knew he was the lucky one. Within a few seconds however, all rational thought fled. Jake’s tongue licked at Barry’s dick head before lips that should have been declared illegal wrapped themselves around Barry’s pole.

Barry was lost in a maelstrom of sensations, sounds and erotic visuals. His cowboys might not know their way around a kitchen, but sandwiched between them, Barry was in no doubt they knew their way around his body.

“Not gonna last much longer,” Jimmy told them.

Barry hadn’t learned Jimmy’s signals as easily as Jake’s regarding when he was close to climax. But then with Jimmy’s more frequent announcements, Barry didn’t have to.

Pulling off Barry’s dick, Jake said, “Shoot it, babe. Fire that big load up Barry’s ass.”

And Jake could get with the vocals when he wanted, too. But fortunately he soon put his mouth back on Barry’s dick and redoubled his efforts to suck the cum out of Barry’s balls. Jesus, those lips. Barry bet they could coax a confession out of a hardened criminal.

Barry closed his eyes and fireworks exploded behind his closed lids. Someone was yelling praises to the Almighty, Barry only dimly becoming aware it was him.

His climax was so overwhelming he’d missed hearing and feeling Jimmy’s own summit of the mountain. Although once his blue cowboy had pulled out, Barry could sure feel the gaping void that had once been his asshole.

They lay for some time just coming down from their highs, breathing and heart rates returning to normal. A few lazy kisses were exchanged, but for the most part they were content to just doze in post-coital bliss.

Eventually what had gone in was starting to run out, and Barry needed to clean up.

Sensing this, Jake asked, “Bathroom, babe?”

Barry nodded, slid down the bed, and lowered his legs to the floor. His earlier sleepiness washed over him again and he rubbed at his face. But before he could stand, Jake picked him up.

“Huh?” Barry yawned.

“Said we’d carry you, remember?”

Barry shook his head but was too tired to argue.

The frigid temperatures in the hallway soon woke him up however. The toilet seat, when Jake set him down on it, felt like a block of ice.

Clean up was brief and Barry scuttled back to the relative warmth of the bed.

* * * *

Barry didn’t always manage it, but he liked to be the last one each night to fall asleep. It gave him the opportunity to think over the day just gone and the one ahead. This time his mind wandered more widely. Yet again he marveled at how lucky he was that Jimmy and Jake had taken him into their bed and their hearts. He’d heard about other three-way gay relationships but knew they were rarely successful. Again Barry was lucky, he seemed to just slot right in. He fulfilled a need within himself to provide care and comfort. But it wasn’t all one-way. Jimmy and Jake had a need to comfort and care for another person, and Barry felt himself privileged to be that person.

He couldn’t imagine any other life for himself now. The Double J was his home, Jimmy and Jake were his lovers, and the hands his friends. His dream life was made complete by the addition of Rex and Shadow. Yes, he was so lucky.

“Lucky doesn’t even come close,” Barry whispered.

Jimmy snuffled and Barry rubbed his arm. The cowboy settled and resumed his regular breathing

What would his future hold? Would the virtual ranch game be a financial success? Would he and Shadow compete in the local rodeos? Would he…Barry sighed and decided to let the future take care of itself. He still had a lot of the present to enjoy.

Barry closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep, safely sandwiched between his cowboys.