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“Well, you’ll see me in action tomorrow.”
Jack gave him an evil grin. “I’m looking forward to it.”
Huck ordered a drink and waved to them as he headed toward the game room.
“I can’t get wasted,” Gray complained. “The fundraiser is tomorrow.”
“There’s nothing complicated about taking tickets.”
Gray scowled at him. “I have to be able to stand up to do it.”
“You’re such an old man.” Jack signaled to Mason. When Mason looked toward them, Jack pointed to Gray’s drink and mouthed “another.”
When Gray had finished his second drink, he was good and buzzed. “You feel like having me beat your ass at foosball?” he asked Jack.
“I’m thinking I’ve got the advantage since I’ve only had two beers.”
“We’ll see.”
Jack leaned in close. “Win or lose, I’m happy. I always love for you to beat my ass.”
Jack’s words shot right to Gray’s cock. He leaned in close, lips brushing Jack’s ear. “Keep that up, and I might have to drag you out back.”
Jack flashed a grin and slid from his stool. He knew Gray would never fuck him at Nathan’s, but what he’d do when they got home remained to be seen.
They played several rounds of foosball ,and Gray watched while Jack and Huck played a few games of pool against Toby and Matt. Bryce was on duty, but he’d said he might join them later. At that point, the crowd had died down, the early people leaving and the truly late-night crowd not there yet. Huck headed out, saying he was going home.
“You think he’s really going to bed alone, or he is cruising?” Gray asked.
“Cruising,” Toby said definitively. “But is it men or women?”
Jack frowned. “I haven’t figured that out yet. Maybe both.”
“At the same time?” Toby asked.
“That’s an interesting thought. Why not?”
“Why not indeed?” Matt concluded.
The four of them found a table and polished off a few more rounds of drinks. Toby started sharing his favorite Only Fans pages in an attempt to distract Jack and Gray from suggesting a rematch at pool. He was way too pleased with his current lead. By the time Mason got a break and was able to join them, the Only Fans discussion had led to a conversation about kinks that Gray would never have participated in sober. With nearly a bottle’s worth of whiskey in him, though, he was happy to share—not all—but enough of his secrets.
Just as Mason sat down, Toby said, “So what about fisting? You ever done it?”
“Not yet,” Gray answered.
Jack choked on a sip of beer, but Gray just smiled. God, he was drunk.
Gray glanced at Mason. His face was bright pink, and he was looking at his glass of water like it was the most interesting thing he’d ever seen.
“We haven’t,” Toby said. “But if Bryce really… Nah, I don’t think I could. So you guys think you might try it sometime?” Toby seemed oblivious to how much he was embarrassing Jack and Mason. How many drinks had he had?
“I… um… I think…” Mason’s face was flaming red.
Gray laid a hand on his arm. “Look at what Toby was just showing us.”
Mason looked apprehensive but also fucking relieved. Gray knew he was interested, and not just a little bit, but he wasn’t going to let Toby embarrass him. Teasing was fine, but this was too personal.
Mason smiled when he saw what was on Toby’s screen. It was just a short video of two guys kissing, but it was incredibly hot. “Wow.”
