Chapter 64

Judging by the sounds of sucking and the occasional gagging noise coming from the bedroom, Jimmy and Jake were busy pleasuring each other. After flushing and washing his hands, Barry groped his way back into the bedroom, then went back to turn on the light. He left the door open a few inches to allow sufficient illumination to view his men.

Jimmy and Jake were rolling on the bed. First Jimmy was on top, then Jake. Each man had a finger up the other’s ass. Barry carefully approached the writhing mass of cowboy suction.

“Oh, God, you two are so fucking hot,” Barry groaned, kneeling on the carpet to get a closer view of Jake taking all of Jimmy’s length down his throat.

Eventually the men settled on their sides—lips still around dicks. Barry got into bed behind Jake and began to caress as much skin as he could comfortably reach. Even though he was hard almost to the point of pain, Barry derived more pleasure from touching his cowboys than he would jerking himself off. Besides, he didn’t want to be the first to come.

Within a few minutes, Barry felt Jimmy stiffen and knew his blue cowboy was climaxing. This was confirmed when Jake pulled off Jimmy’s dick, a triumphal smile on his flushed face. The two must have been holding another competition to see who could get the other off the quickest. Barry wondered if this meant that Jake would get to top Jimmy. He didn’t have to wait long to find out.

“On your back,” Jake said, kissing Jimmy’s inner thigh.

Jimmy huffed out a protest, but Barry could tell it was purely for show.

Once Jimmy assumed the requested position, Barry leaned over the man and kissed his suck-swollen lips. “Love you, my hot handsome cowboy.”

Jimmy’s smile was every bit as knee-tremblingly expressive as Jake’s. “Love you, too, darlin’.”

Jimmy’s arms came up to pull Barry down for a second and longer kiss.

“Hey, what about me?” Jake asked, standing at the foot of the bed.

Barry was inserting himself into this session of Jimmy-and-Jake time more than he should, but whatever he gave to one cowboy he knew he had to give equally to the other. Getting out of the bed, Barry pulled Jake into a hug and a deep kiss. Barry could taste Jimmy in Jake’s mouth when his and Jake’s tongues rubbed against each other.

“Hey, ass waiting to be claimed down here,” Jimmy protested.

“Aww, is Widdle Jimmy feeling left out?” Jake asked, rubbing Jimmy’s legs.

“Nothing widdle about this,” Jimmy said, waving his half-hard dick at Jake and Barry.

Jake rolled his eyes, then rubbed his jaw. “You’re telling me.” Turning to Barry, he asked, “You sure you don’t want to join in?”

Barry shook his head. “I’ll be fine. I’ll watch, touch, and kiss from the sidelines.”

That earned him another, albeit briefer, kiss from his red cowboy. Before Jimmy could complain at being short-changed, Barry got on the bed and cupped his blue cowboy’s face in his hands. As Jake stretched Jimmy’s ass, Barry and Jimmy had a surprisingly romantic few minutes of kissing, caressing, and generally just loving on each other.

“Brace yourself, pardner, I’m a-comin’ in,” Jake told Jimmy before lifting Jimmy’s legs and resting them on his shoulders.

Barry folded a pillow and put it under the small of Jimmy’s back.

“Thanks, darlin’,” Jimmy said, smiling up at Barry.

The next few minutes proved just how well Jake could multitask. His lips and mouth were devouring Barry’s face, his right hand was stroking Barry’s cock. Jake’s left hand was wrapped around Jimmy’s dick, and his own dick was steadily nailing Jimmy’s ass.

In among Jimmy’s moans of pleasure, he pleaded for some attention from Barry, who broke away from Jake’s ministrations to oblige. Good as Jake was, Barry knew it was only right the red cowboy put all his efforts into making love to Jimmy.

Jimmy’s mouth and hands soon replaced Jake’s, and Barry was again fully satisfied at both ends.

“Can’t hold out much longer,” Jake panted. “Want me to come inside you or…”

“Mark me,” Jimmy said. “Gonna blow myself in a minute.”

A few seconds later Jake pulled out, jerked off a couple of times and hosed Jimmy’s chest with his seed. Jimmy shuddered and came, his semen mixing with Jake’s.

“Barry,” Jimmy panted.

Barry didn’t need telling twice before his contribution was added to Jimmy’s chest.

“God, that’s so hot,” Barry said, watching Jake mixing their come.

Jake’s actions bordered on the ceremonial when he anointed first Barry’s and then his own chest with what he called JBJ Juice.

“We should market it,” Jimmy said, still on his back, legs resting on Jake’s shoulders. “Guaranteed to make hair grow on your chest.”

Barry shook his head, then let out a jaw-splitting yawn.

“Tired, babe?” Jake asked, lowering Jimmy’s legs to the bed.

Barry nodded, rubbed at his eyes then glanced at the clock—5:06. They’d been making love for the best part of an hour.

They each used the bathroom to clean up before piling back in the bed, Barry restored to his natural place, sandwiched between his cowboys.

* * * *

As they taxied down the runway at Liberty International prior to take off, the three of them discussed what had been their favorite part of the vacation.

Barry went first and said he’d enjoyed introducing his lovers to his family. Jimmy said he’d liked the carriage ride in Central Park.

Barry turned to the window seat. “Jake?”

“I liked a lot of things, but one thing was better than anything else.”

“Oh?” Barry asked.

“Watching you…us receive those three awards,” Jake said quietly.

“Yeah,” Jimmy admitted. “Didn’t want to say that, but to have you honored like that…Made me real proud.”

“Thanks,” Barry said quietly.

“You glad to be going home?” Jimmy asked, patting Barry’s knee.

Barry nodded. “More than I thought I would. What about you?”

Jimmy grinned. “Now I’ve seen what’s out there, I want to see more of it.”

“Me, too,” Jake admitted.

“My globetrotting cowboys,” Barry said, pleased they hadn’t been put off by their strange and new experiences.

“Guess we’ll have to help Barry write that Pony Express game so we can go back to England for the awards,” Jimmy said.

Barry chuckled. “You’re presupposing it’ll be nominated.”

“Together there’s nothing us three can’t do,” Jimmy insisted, taking Barry’s hand.

“Damn straight,” Jake echoed, taking Barry’s other hand.

The plane soared into the air. Barry and his two all-conquering cowboys were going home.