“Does my bum look big in this?” Craig asked, emerging from the changing room. He was wearing the tightest pair of jeans Andy had ever seen on anyone; well, save Luke perhaps.
Andy shook his head.
“Please, don’t make me laugh,” Luke said, holding his ribs.
“Sorry. But do you think they look all right?” Craig posed in front of the mirror, twisting in an attempt to see what he looked like from behind.
“You’ll have every gay boy drooling at you from here to…well, the Leeds Ship Canal.”
“That’s not very far!” Craig said. “And anyway, I don’t think Leeds has a ship canal.”
“Manchester does,” Andy put in.
“Okay then, you’ll have every gay boy falling at your feet from here to the Manchester Ship Canal,” Luke said.
“Oh, Luke.” Craig put on a seductive voice and fluttered his eyelashes. “Y
