Clare London

Three men together. Diverse tastes ... one common love.<br><br>Richie Morton’s sunk all his hopes and savings into a new restaurant in South London promoting British ingredients and recipes. Yet on opening night, it all seems to be heading for disaster. Lost ingredients, manic chefs, no sign of the customers ... he’s in despair. And where are his best friends Craig and Ben, who’ve been helping him set up the new venture? The least they could offer is moral support.<br><br>When they do eventually step in, though, they offer support of a very different kind. They tell Richie some home truths -- that he pushes himself too much, and must learn to share and trust his life with others. With them, specifically. And then, when Richie’s still unconvinced, they decide to let actions speak for their love instead. They’ll help him relax and dish up a caring, sexy, and far more intimate menu.

Dish of the Day

But he did. He tuned into Ben’s panting breath and started to thrust in earnest. Slowly and steadily and deeply, marvelling at the feeling, and trying to savourit for as long as possible. Ben slid back and forth on the table, grunting in tandem with Richie’s movements. His cock got caught up between their bellies, leaving a wet trail on Richie’s stomach. Richie tried to hold himself up so he didn’t squash Ben, but he wasn’t thinking very clearly. At one point, Craig leant in with his usual helpful generosity to release Ben’s ankle lock and hook his legs up over Richie’s elbows. Then the angle got even better.


Craig stayed close. Richie was trying to keep the sweat on his forehead from dribbling into his eyes, so he couldn’t quite see what Craig was doing. But he felt the warmth of Craig’s body up against his back. He could feel the soft hairs on bare flesh; the throb of an erection, damp with pre-cum, and pressing insistently up against the back of his thighs.


Chapter 16