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I am SO pleased to welcome back, guest writer … DC ..!

It certainly has been a while since he graced us with his, not so straight, forward erotic writings.  Click here … Show Me Love … to read his first guest post.

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“I can’t take you to the club tonight …

… I have been asked to stay away for a few weeks.”  I was talking to my friend, Sue during our break.  We were both home from college and working retail for the summer.

“What the hell did you do, Tobias?”

“I forgot you can’t dance naked in bars in Pennsylvania.”

Sue just shook her head.  “Did you forget you weren’t in DC again?”

“Well … it was hot,”  I continued my defense.  “Anyway, last week you said you were never going to go out with me again, because you always end up driving home alone.  It’s not my fault Jewish cellists with swimmers builds are popular in Allentown.”

Sue rolled her eyes.  “Let’s go to that straight club in the shopping center.”

“Rockets?  I would rather stay home and watch MachoFucker videos and plow myself with my surrogate boyfriends,” I teased.

“You can do that afterward.  Just think how horny you will be after gawking at all the beefy straight boys in flannel shirts.”

“Fine, but you’re driving.”

“But, what if I get lucky?”

“If you get lucky, I am calling your husband.  I don’t care if he is in Afghanistan.  I’m going to rat you out and then he will come home to me, where he belongs.”

“Be waiting downstairs at 10:00.”

Actually, the place was not too bad.  “Who is that?” I asked Sue, pointing to the bartender.

“Not a fucking chance big boy.  Gareth is all about the titties.  Last week, 2 blonde chicks were tossed out for fighting in the bathroom over him.”

“Are you going to stand here and depress me, or are you going to let me open a bar tab?  If I have to be here, I might as well get my drink on.”  I ordered my Bombay and a beer for Sue and gave Gareth my credit card to open a tab.  He returned with our drinks, smirked and walked away.

“Shit,” Sue complained.  “I forgot my cigarettes.  Let me run next door, I’ll be right back.”

Gareth came over to where I was standing.  “Get lost on your way to the Stonewall?”  He looked over to the other bartender,  “I’m taking a break, Joe.”   Joe waved him off.  Gareth stared right into my eyes.  “Follow me.”

I followed him past the bathrooms to the emergency exit.  He grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me out the door.  Next thing I know, I am slammed up against the dumpster with his tongue down my throat and his hands unbuckling my chinos.

The cool air hits my balls as his hands reach up and pinch my nipples.  How does he know there is a direct line from my nipples to my dick?  I am harder than I have been in days.

Next thing I know, he is on his knees, sucking my 7.5 inches down in one quick gulp.  Shit he’s good.  He pulls back a little and starts to nibble my head and every few seconds, he deep-throats me.

I decide to test his gag reflex and thrust.  I grab his big ears and force his head all the way down, until his nose is buried in my pubes.  I ease his head up and then pull it back down on my dick, while my hips pump into him.  He does not gag once.

Now, he takes over.  He pushes my hands away and impales his throat with my cock.  His head is a blur.  I just lean back and enjoy.  He moves his hands from my hips, his left hand grabs my balls and his right hand begins to roughly push digits up my ass.

Soon, four fingers are digging away at my chute.  His thumb is rubbing my taint and his left hand is yanking my balls.  All the while, his throat never stops milking my cock.

“Dude, I’m gonna cum.”

He pulls off my dick for just a second.  “That’s the point, dumbass.”  Then he goes back to work.

His head is matching my hips thrust for thrust and I can’t hold back any longer.   With a loud grunt, I dump the biggest load of my life down his gullet.  He takes it all with not a drop missed.

We both stop and Gareth leans back and grins.  He stands up, grabs me by the collar and kisses me again.  This time, even rougher than the first kiss.  I taste my crotch, my dick and my cum.  I get even harder.

He looks down and grabs my dick with both hands.  “Want more?”

“Um… yeah.”

“Well then, you have to spend the rest of the night on your bar stool, watching me work.  You cannot leave it without my permission.”

“No problem.  For more head, that will be easy.”

“Ha.  More head comes with a price.  When you come home with me tonight, it will be about my cock and your ass.”

“Oh.”

“So, you going to watch me work?”

“I hope I don’t get bored.”

With that, he spun me around and shoved his fingers back up my ass and whispered into my ear.  “You will forget all other cocks after tonight.”  I lean back into him and moan.

We walked back into the bar and Sue just shook her head.

“What?  We’ll be drinking free tonight!”

Years later, Sue told me that Gareth had pulled her aside and said, “Don’t worry, I am going to marry him someday.”

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Cute Gay Bartender

1 1/2 ounces Strawberry Vodka

1 1/2 ounces deKuyper® Grape Pucker Schnapps

4 1/2 ounces Lemonade

4 1/2 ounces Sprite® Soda

Add all ingredients to a tall glass with ice.  Stir.

Enjoy!

Thanks to DC for finding this recipe on Super Cocktails.