Page 123 of The Forever Vault

“You mean…doggy style!” Luke teased, before losing his balance. I knocked over my water in an attempt to catch him.

“Kelly, I’m sorry. We had a spill. Can we get these guys some waters?”

“I see they’re having a good time,” Ezra observed. “My backpack here?”

“Yeah, right here.” I pulled it off the floor, where Luke dropped it when we sat down.

“Excellent. I’m going to go change, and then I’ll come back and help you with…them.” He gestured vaguely at the three stools next to mine where it sounded like they were still talking about sex.

“Damn!”

I turned to see what Kelly was admiring. It was Colton and Zeph. Once they made their way over to me, Kelly leaned in and asked, “How are all of your friends so incredibly hot? Y’all need to get on my stage."

“I don’t know about the stage, but if you’ve got a back room, you can get on something of mine,” Colton said, grabbing his dick through his jock.

“Didn’t you guys get all your fucks out already?” Luke asked.

No no no.

I watched as Kelly came out from behind the bar. “I can take a quick break.” But when Kelly saw that Zeph was following them, he stopped.

Colton explained, “Package deal, barkeep. Both holes filled at the same time if you're still up for it.”

“Fuck, that sounds good to me.”

I watched them disappear the way Ezra had gone, and had to admit, the idea of Kelly getting spitroasted certainly hardened my dick.

“I want you to fuck me tonight until I forget my name,” Luke said into my ear, before grabbing at my crotch.

Declan and Ty were busy making out. The bar’s owner had just taken a fuck break. If Luke wanted to fondle me in public, I wasn’t about to stop him.

“I can do that.”

“Maybe we can come back here one day and fuck on the street?”

“You’d like that?”

Luke nodded. “I’ve thought about having an audience a lot.”

I wondered what other kinks tipsy Luke might reveal. “Any other fantasies?”

“I don’t want anyone else to fuck me, but I think it would be hot if the guys that were watching us fuck came all over me.”

Well, that sounded hot. “We can try that some day.”

“Yeah? I didn’t think you’d go for it.”

“Your hand is still holding the evidence that indicates I would indeed go for it.”

“So fucking hard! With strangers or the guys?”

“Likely strangers,” I answered, “but maybe if I’m drunk enough, the guys?”

“Fuck, we need to get to the hotel. Now!”

I tossed three twenties on the bar and let Luke drag me back out onto Folsom Street. I noticed the men staring at our pushed-out shorts immediately, but luckily, no one got handsy.

“Hey, wait up, bros!”