Chapter 4

“This ’ere enough cowboy fer ya?” Jared drawled, faking a western accent.

“Jared? What the hell is this all about?” Charlie asked suspiciously.

“Well,” Jared unzipped the fly of his jeans, “I get that you’re into this western thing, so I thought I’d give ya some cowboy right ’ere at home.”

Jared reached in and pulled out his semi-hard cock and his ample balls so the whole display was framed by the opening in his jeans. Charlie felt himself getting hard.

“Come ’ere and get yourself a taste a some cowboy cock.”

Charlie walked toward him, feeling his own dick straining against the fabric of his Dockers. But just as he was about to kneel down and engulf the proffered gift he started thinking with the head on his shoulders instead of the one on his dick.

“Hang on,” he said, his suspicion of Jared’s motives winning out over his lust. “What’s going on?”