Chapter 77

“And, too, I look totally sexy in blue,” Jimmy announced, leaning back and spreading his arms wide.

Barry laughed. “You do. But you’d look sexy in whatever color you wore.”

“Oh, please,” Jake groaned. “Don’t encourage him.”

“And red’s totally your color,” Barry told Jake. “Makes you look dangerous and hot.”

“Hey, I thought I was the hot one?” Jimmy protested.

Barry wrapped an arm around Jimmy’s neck and tried to give him a noogy. “Both my cowboys are hot.” Maybe Jimmy edged Jake on the hotness front, but Jake made up for that with his beauty.

Barry caught a glimpse of the mantel clock. “Shit!” he leapt to his feet. “I need to start dinner!”

“Down, boy,” Jake said, pulling Barry onto his lap.

“Jake,” Barry protested.

“We told the hands at lunch that you were taking the afternoon off,” Jimmy said, rubbing Barry’s leg.

“Oh, you did, did you?”

“Yes I did,” Jimmy replied smugly.

“Relax, babe,” Jake said, pulling Barry in even closer and kissing his ear. “You worked your cute little ass off yesterday and you deserve a break. We’ve got masses of leftovers. We told the hands we’d be eating those tonight.”

But Barry still had lots of clean up. He’d already run the dishwasher twice, but there was at least one more load, plus the big stuff he’d need to clean by hand. Ordinarily, he would have gotten on with it after lunch, but Jake had insisted he come with them to choose their tree. And given how fondly Jake was looking over at the lighted tree, Barry knew the afternoon hadn’t been wasted.

Jimmy’s hand slid up Barry’s leg and stopped at his groin. “I want to fuck you right here in front of our tree.” Barry’s rapidly erecting dick was given a squeeze.

“You romantic devil, you,” Barry said, humping up into the contact.

Jimmy grinned.

“This another tree-decorating tradition?” Barry asked.

“Nope.” Jimmy grinned and rubbed his own dick with his free hand. “I’m just horny.”

“But we could make it a tradition,” Jake said, stroking Barry’s chest.

Barry liked the idea of that. Very much. All of their traditions had been created before his time. He was glad they’d get to make some new ones involving him.

Jake started to undo Barry’s shirt buttons while Jimmy worked on Barry’s belt and zipper.

Barry reached out to unfasten Jimmy’s shirt buttons, but the cowboy leaned away. “No, this is just for you.”

“But I love touching and undressing you guys.”

It was true. Barry couldn’t decide which he preferred the most. Undressing, making love with, or snuggling into his men after sex. Thankfully he didn’t have to choose because he got to do all three on a regular basis.

Jimmy moved closer again and smiled as Barry worked his shirt loose before peeling it away.

Barry was then transferred onto Jimmy’s lap and allowed to undress Jake. They didn’t hurry their disrobing, pausing frequently to kiss and caress each other.

Barry was shifted onto the couch. Jimmy sank to his knees to better kiss his way up Barry’s inner thigh. Meanwhile, Jake was sitting next to Barry, licking Barry’s chest. All Barry’s attention fled southward when Jimmy swallowed his dick in one go.

“Oh, God! You two are fucking amazing.” And before either of them could say it, Barry added, “And amazing fuckers.” He widened his legs so Jimmy had better access to his ass.

While his cowboys licked, kissed, and sucked, Barry ran his hands over their chests, arms and eventually their dicks.

“Who do you want to fuck you first?” Jake asked a few minutes later.

Barry panted and fought not to climax. “Don’t care.” He wished they wouldn’t ask him difficult questions when he was too far gone to answer.

“Do you care who you fuck first?” Jimmy asked.

That got Barry’s attention.

“New tradition, remember?” Jake told him.

Barry cupped Jake’s face and became serious.

“Uh oh,” Jimmy said, ceasing his wanking of Barry’s dick.

“I won’t fuck either of you.”

Jake’s face fell.

“I love you, Jake. Same for you, Jimmy. So I’ll be making love to both of you.”

Barry’s insides went all warm and squishy at Jake’s smile. The cowboy moved forward and their lips met.

Jake’s lips were soon replaced by Jimmy’s.

“So, we gonna fuck or what?” Jimmy asked once the kiss ended.

Barry laughed. Jake hit Jimmy upside the head.

“Hey!” Jimmy protested, turning on Jake. “What you do that for?”

“We’re making love, doofus. Didn’t you get the fuckin’ memo?”

Barry laughed again at Jake’s unintended slip. “It’s fine,” he assured Jake. Come here.” He pulled Jimmy closer and kissed the side of the man’s head. “Better now?”

Jimmy’s smile rivaled some of Jake’s better efforts. “Sorry.”

Touching Jimmy’s nose, Barry said, “Need you to promise me that you’ll never change from the fun-loving and sweet guy that you are.”

Jimmy launched himself at Barry. Sniffing, Jimmy said, “God, Barry, you’re so fucking awesome.”

Barry rubbed circles on the man’s back. “Thank you. But I need to be to keep up with the awesomeness of my two cowboys.”

Jimmy withdrew slightly, kissed Barry once again and asked, “So you ready to fuck me?”

Despite the moment of emotion, Barry’s dick hadn’t softened one bit. “Can’t you feel how ready I am?”

“Thought it was a gun in your pocket,” Jimmy said instantly.