Chapter 87: Chapter 87

The pressure against his ass increased. This was accompanied by a kiss to the back of his head.

“Merry Christmas,” Jake said, his voice graveled and sleepy.

Barry didn’t want to turn around, that would mean losing contact—however briefly—with Jake’s hardening dick. Instead Barry lifted Jake’s hand to his mouth and kissed the back of it. “Merry Christmas to you, too. I’d ask if you wanted to get up, but I can feel you already are.”

Jake chuckled and pulled Barry against his chest. “Love holding you like this.”

“Love being held like this.”

Alas, the moment was ruined a few seconds later when Jake yelped and jerked forward. “What the…?”

They both turned around to see a grinning Rex standing at the side of the bed.

“Fuckin’ dog goosed me,” Jake said, rubbing his bare ass.

Through his laughter, Barry said, “Oh, Rex, you bad dog.”

The noise woke Jimmy. He stretched, yawned, and let out a loud fart. “So, we gonna open our gifts? What did you get me?”