'Til There Was You - Jerry Cole Page 0,35

“What did you do?”

“Puh-lease,” Finn rolled his eyes back. He then finished his drink and indicated to the bartender for another. “I’m the one that got you to that barber.”

“But he did all the work.”

“All right,” Finn scoffed. “But I chose your outfit.” He indicted to the green and black stripped button-down shirt that Austin was wearing. It was undone down his chest, and loose enough that it didn’t emphasize his skinny frame. “That was all me.”

“True.” Austin pushed his lips together in thought, then nodded his head once. “I’ll give you that – but only if you admit that my handsome face deserves a little bit of credit.”

“Ten percent at most.” Finn stuck his tongue out. He was starting to feel very tipsy now, maybe even drunk. When his next drink landed in front of him, he knew he should have left it... but didn’t, of course. “Maybe twelve percent in the right lighting.”

“So generous.” Austin then flicked his blond hair back in the way that his hairstyle was designed for, and in that very moment, that one action, Finn had to admit that he looked fucking sexy as hell.

It was amazing what a little self-care could do for a person. And just the bear minimum too! All Austin had done was get a proper hair-cut, buy some nice clothes and he was absolutely glowing from self-confidence, which in turn made him that much better looking. Although to be fair, Finn was now starting to realize that Austin had always been very attractive, it had just taken him a little while to see.

It was Austin’s cheek-bones that did it. They sat high and were very pronounced and angular, this in turn gave his face an almost alien-like quality that was common in super-models. His eyes were extremely blue and glassy, and his lips were very thick and luscious. There were some men out there that would consider Austin a Grade A hottie, and although Finn wasn’t there yet... he might be soon.

“This rating system is doing wonders for my self-esteem,” Austin joked and flicked his hair back again.

“Huh?” Finn blinked. He’d been busy checking Austin out again and had missed what he said.

“My self-confidence. Isn’t that the whole point? Get that peaking and the rest takes care of itself... or something.” Austin licked his lips, leaving just a thin slither of saliva coating them.

“Something like that,” Finn chuckled. Then, before he could help himself or remind himself to keep it together for the sake of professionalism, he continued with, “Besides, self-confidence shouldn’t be an issue for you. Not with that big dick of yours.”

It was a stupid thing to say. Fuck. Why, oh why, did he say that? He knew he shouldn’t have! He knew it was inappropriate! But sometimes, the fuckboy urge was just too strong. God, Finn needed to take control of himself, and fast.

“Huh?” Austin balked, blushed bright red, and blinked furiously. As he did so, he shuffled in his seat as if trying to hide his package. “I don’t... it’s not that... I...”

Finn rolled his eyes. He could feel the vodka settling now, steering him from a little buzzed toward well and truly drunk. “No need to be ashamed. You have a big, fat cock. Be proud.”

Austin’s face was like a beetroot, but he forced himself to meet Finn’s daring stare. “Fair,” he said and quickly raised his eyebrows. “It’s big.”

“How big?” Finn dropped his voice, speaking almost in a whisper. In this moment, Austin was no longer a client and potential friend. He was a hottie with a delicious cock that Finn wanted to see.

“Ah...” Austin shuffled in his seat and folded his legs. “That’s not really... big enough? I don’t know,” he shrugged awkwardly.

Finn sighed and rolled his eyes. Then, without really thinking because that was for five minutes ago, he shuffled from his side of the booth and quickly slide in beside Austin, right up next to him. “Come on then, show me.”

Austin was so shocked that Finn thought he might just pass out. His body stiffened, his eyes widened, his breathing became intense and stagnated. “You’re not...” he wheezed and hacked as he looked around the empty bar. “I can’t... are you... is this part of...”

“I want to see it,” Finn demanded. He too glanced around the bar, making sure that no one was watching. Even if they were, the two were tucked back in the corner enough that no one would have noticed what was going on. “Think of it