This felt right. Just then, the bear-bartender returned.“Another?”“Please,” Patton responded, “...and send the guy over by the wall a shot o... Sambuca.”After the bear delivered the drinks, the surfer raised his glass of Sambuca to Patton in acknowledgment, and threw it back. Patton sat through two more double-scotches, with nothing more from the surfer. No one else seemed interested in him. Discouraged, and thinking this immersion into his gay life might be more difficult than he’d imagined,. "I got two thousand, whose in?"I shook my head. "Two thousand on a game of volleyball?" I got you," Kevin said.They were nuts, I didn't have two thousand dollars to waste on a game of beach volleyball. They might have well-paying jobs, but I didn't have that much to throw around."I got the two of us," Matthew said."Four thousand," I whispered to him."Don't worry," Matthew shook his head."Okay," Tim said as he took out his phone.Kim nodded as she looked at him. "I got Tim's and Kevin's. " Name's Jim Couch Mr. Reading; I own the Leona." He pulled on the draft handle, drew a beer, and set it on the bar in front of Josiah. "Reason I snorted is that it didn't exactly go like the Sheriff said." What's the truth of the matter Mr. Couch?"Jim wiped down the bar with a towel and looked at Josiah. Man's got the south in his voice, Couch thought. Not a Texas twang, maybe he lived in Georgia or Alabama; but he's from the south for sure. Course there's still a lot of those southern boys. I was pressingdown really hard on him and felt every little spurtof hot creamy sperm as it was unloaded into me. “That�s when he surprised me as he didn’t go downjust remained hard as rock and right up me. Pullingme down he asked if I’d ever had anyone up my bumbefore, I told him no and I didn’t think I’d like it,he said that as I’d just had his head in there wereally should just try again, I told him that he wastoo big but the he wanted to try one time..