Dirty Drag 3: Beyond The Drag

was worth taking. That, however, didn’t stop him from still worrying about possible negative outcomes.
    By the time Rick arrived, Ashley still hadn’t gotten his anxieties under control. Nevertheless, when Rick approached the table grinning with one sexy dimple showing, Ashley felt himself relax. Even if Rick turned out not to want to pursue a relationship, Rick would never use anything Ashley revealed against him. Nor would he lead Ashley on and then be cruel. Rick was far too nice for that.
    “You look ravishing,” Rick drawled in a deep voice. “Maybe a little over dressed for the DQ though.” He smiled, and Ashley could feel the heat from Rick’s eyes devouring him, taking in every detail. If Ashley hadn’t already sensed Rick’s desire from his heated stare, the growing bulge in Rick’s jeans would have clued him in.
    “This old thing?” Ashley teased, even though Rick’s reaction was exactly what he hoped for. That’s exactly why he had worn this suit, a deep purple button down shirt, a vibrant red silk tie, and black jacket. He’d slicked his hair over from the left to the right. Ashley thought he looked damn good and it seemed Rick agreed. Rick himself was looking mighty scrumptious, wearing well-fitted blue jeans and a tight black t-shirt with the phrase “Trust Me, I’m a Jedi” printed in white letters across his chest. It was a simple outfit, but he made it look good, and, of course, the way he filled out the front of his jeans was wicked sexy. The only way Rick could possibly look any more appealing was if he was naked.
    Noticing Rick still hadn’t sat down, Ashley asked, “Did you want to eat, or did you want to go somewhere else?” After he finished speaking he immediately shut his lips and started pushing his tongue ring against the back of his teeth. It was a nervous habit, but it allowed him time to wait for Rick’s response without his mouth filling up the silence by adding a lewd suggestion for why they should leave.
    “Let’s go order.” Rick said, gesturing for Ashley to go in front of him. As Ashley passed by, Rick placed his hand on Ashley’s lower back and walked beside him towards the counter. Standing next to Rick without his heels on made him feel much shorter. He wasn’t self-conscious about it, but it was definitely registering in his mind as he stood side by side with Rick in only his flat dress shoes.
    The kid working the register appeared to be about sixteen and gave them a funny look, though it was probably more because they were dressed like complete opposites rather than because of how close they were standing. After casually checking to make sure Rick wasn’t paying attention, Ashley opened his eyes wide and stuck his tongue out at the gaping cashier.
    His friend Jared often told him that his ears popped out when he did that, causing him to look like a monkey. Having practiced the face in the mirror several times, Ashley had to agree with him. The kid actually laughed, and by the time Rick stopped studying the menu and looked at him, Ashley’s only expression was a sweet, innocent smile. Rick raised his eyebrow, silently asking, ‘ What did you just do? ’ Ashley just shrugged and kept on smiling.
    After carefully considering all of the gourmet dinner choices, Rick ordered the savory Mushroom Swiss burger with a medium Oreo Blizzard. Ashley got the moist and tender chicken strip basket, which came with marvelous gravy and a soda. Ashley quickly paid, since he was the one with a boob to save. As they stood waiting for their food, their sides pressing together, Ashley basked in Rick’s embrace enjoying the comfort and intimacy. He was delighted with the knowledge that Rick liked touching him, because he definitely liked to be touched by Rick. Rick’s hand never lost contact with Ashley’s back. He was continuously rubbing small circles or just letting it rest on his lower back, until Rick needed his hands to carry the tray of flavorful smelling food back to their table.
    They were back in the booth, sitting with the food on the table in front of them when Rick asked, “So, what did you do to that kid?”
    Ashley feigned a reaction of appalled shock and was about to ask why Rick would insinuate such things but he came up with a better question. “How bad do you want to know?” Rick raised a questioning eyebrow that Ashley took to mean, ‘I’m not answering that.’ Ashley shrugged and continued on, “Well,” he folded his hands on the table