Cowboy Sandwich Book 2: Second Helpings by Drew Hunt

Author:Drew Hunt [Hunt, Drew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781611527056
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2014-11-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Back in their hotel room, Barry was trying to get his men to take a shower, but Jimmy and Jake were more interested in extolling the wonders of virtual reality.

"We should so make Ranch-O-Rama VR!" Jimmy enthused.

Barry shook his head. "Have you any idea how much such a setup would cost?"

"So?" Jake challenged.

"So, people with a plain old smart phone or tablet and a few bucks in their pocket can play our game. Sure, the VR kit will get cheaper as time goes on, but it's still an emerging technology and very expensive to invest in at the moment."

Jimmy and Jake argued the point for a while longer, but eventually saw Barry's point.

"Gordon's game was a lot of fun though," Jimmy said.

"Especially as I whupped your ass at it," Jake told him.

"That was because Barry surprised me and--"

"Shower!" Barry told them.

"You go in first," Jimmy said.

"Okay, but be ready to follow me in afterward," Barry insisted, starting to disrobe. "We don't have a whole lot of time."

* * * *

Barry shut off the shower and couldn't hear anything from the bedroom. Rarely were his men quiet. Silence usually meant they were either asleep or up to something. Drying himself quickly, Barry wrapped his towel around his waist and walked into the bedroom. "You two better not have fallen asl..."

Jimmy and Jake lay on the bed, totally naked, each with the other's dick in his mouth.

Jimmy came off Jake's dick for a moment to ask, "That a gun in your towel?"

Barry looked down and saw a distinct tenting. Sighing, he said, "Yeah. Pity I don't have time to fire it. You need to get your own showers or we'll be late for the dinner."

"Dinner? Didn't know we'd made reservations," Jake said.

Barry explained that dinner was provided as part of the admittance fee to the convention.

"Oh." Jimmy's face fell. "We saw a leaflet for Pizza Hut on the desk." He pointed. "And me 'n' Jake thought we'd eat there."

Barry had asked a lot of his cowboys during the day, making them stand around and answer questions about themselves and the game. And he would be asking them to do more by attending the awards ceremony. Smiling, he said, "Well, it's probably only going to be a buffet dinner anyway. So, yeah, let's go grab a pizza." Then he had a better idea. "But on second thoughts, let's order in."

Jimmy and Jake leapt off the bed and showed their approval.

"Quit it," Barry said after a few seconds of them rubbing their naked bodies up against his. "The main reason why I suggested ordering in was because I didn't want any of us to spill pizza sauce on our clothes."

"Oh, and I thought it was because you wanted to lick pizza sauce off our naked chests," Jimmy said, devilish grin plastered on his face.

If the tent in Barry's towel wasn't big enough already, somehow it managed a bit more lift at the mental images that suggestion created.

"One of us needs to be dressed for when the pizza delivery guy gets here.

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