After his departure, the room seemed to have taken on new life, even though Ryan was alone again. When Buck called and shouted at him, Ryan smiled and said, “Yes, Buck. I’m working on it.”
* * * *
Late Friday, Ryan received a call from Boon inviting him to a barbecue at his house Sunday afternoon. Fortunately, Ryan had left the office at a normal hour or he might have missed him. Nothing but work in his life had been getting tiresome. Dealing with Buck was draining him too. Hearing Boon’s voice created a tide of warmth that rolled through his chest. Knowing he would see him again sent the tide down his belly to where it settled hotly in his cock, balls, and butt. He smiled. He was used to that glorious response now and did nothing to discourage it.
“I’ve invited a bunch of friends, but not everyone will be a stranger. Bear and Dane plan to be there. I’m expecting Harold too. Dress is casual. Jeans and cutoffs are fine. If the weather holds, we’ll be outdoors.”