His shirt had come untucked on one side, and his lips were wet. His left hand was hooked into his waistband, thumb inside a belt loop, and his right hand stroked up and down over his crotch. Despite myself, I felt my libido stirring.

Mmm, gah, what a hot image. Yummy, sexy, drunken Ray, and poor Fraser, struggling to be the gentleman. I'm with Cesperanza, I'm quite partial to the "three beer queer" story myself, and this was nicely, nicely done.