Carol Lynne

Something cold pressed against Jamey’s face. Instead of shying away from the cool tin, Jamey leaned into it. “Mmm. That feels good.” He opened his eyes just as Lochie bent over and kissed him.

“Tea’s on the table. You hungry?” Lochie handed the cold beer to Jamey.

Taking a drink, Jamey stood and kissed Lochie again. “I’m so hungry I could eat a kangaroo.”

Lochie swatted his butt on the way inside the house. “Why haven’t you worn my favorite shorts since you got back from the States?”

Stopping just inside the door, Jamey turned toward Lochie. “I didn’t think they were appropriate with Jacko living here.” Jamey smoothed his hand down the front of Lochie’s well-worn shorts. “Although I see it hasn’t stopped you.”

Lochie reached down and held Jamey’s hand tighter against his hardening shaft. “I want Jacko to know he’s part of the family. He’ll never feel that way if we don’t act natural around him. I’m not saying we should make love on the couch in front of him, but we need to all become comfortable with this situation. Now go in and change into those sexy shorts.” He released Jamey’s hand and swatted him on the butt once more.

Walking toward the bedroom, Jamey looked back at Lochie and stuck his tongue out. “Bossy Aussie.” He heard Lochie chuckling on his way into the kitchen as he dug the shorts out of the bottom drawer and put them on. He changed from his work-shirt to a white sleeveless undershirt, or singlet as Australians called them. Looking into the mirror, Jamey smiled at his reflection. The small silver hoop in each nipple was prominently displayed through the tight thin shirt. He looked down at his shorts and decided to tuck his shirt in. Jamey didn’t want his cock sticking up over the waistband with Jacko in the room the way it had with Lochie the first time he’d worn them.

Wondering how Jacko would react when he saw these shorts and the nipple piercings, Jamey started getting hard. “Damn. Not now.”