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Game Boy Part 2

Date: 9/18/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: RobertFurlong, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

The little office was cramped and cluttered, and the tall ginger youth who seemed to be in charge had to move a few boxes of disposable coffee cups aside before he could shut the door. Once we were alone I could tell how nervous he was: he'd clearly never had to deal with a problem like me on one of his shifts. His name badge announced that he was called Elliot and was today's duty manager. I'd only noticed one other employee working in the cafe – a spotty lank-haired girl who looked like she'd just crawled out from a well on someone's TV – so I figured he must be managing her. He said, with his voice faltering like an adolescent's, "If it was drugs you guys were doing in there, I'd have already called the police." I nodded and smiled pleasantly at him. "Lucky we weren't then." "It's a coffee shop bathroom," he went on. "You can't just do the stuff you were doing in a public place like that." "It's hardly a public place," I countered. "It's private enough for people to defecate in it, so it has to be private enough for what we were doing." "It's in the middle of the cafe," he argued back. "Little kids could be running in." "The door was locked," I asserted. "Or at least it was until you unlocked it with your master key. I should point out that it was you, Elliot, who opened it and allowed any little kids who were running about to see what we were doing." He blushed at that and then, realising I had the upper hand by having read his name badge, stuttered, "Wha... what's... ... er... your name?" "Robert," I smirked. "Pleased to make your acquaintance." "I'd had a complaint from a couple of customers who'd seen you both going in there," he argued. "I think it was reasonable for me to unlock the door to the toilet." "You could have warned us by knocking," I quipped cheerfully. "I'm no expert in the law but isn't illegal for a person to deliberately expose the public to a sexual act? I suppose the police will know about that, when you call them, that is..." He flushed more deeply and muttered, "Look, I don't want to have to involve anyone else in this." His body language betrayed how uncomfortable he was feeling; I noticed a thin film of sweat forming on his forehead. "You said you had your policies to follow," I reminded him. "Well... er... yes... I did," he stammered, and then remembering something from his training and hoping to diffuse a problem for which he was clearly feeling at least partly to blame, added, "but we also have anti-homophobia policies and I wouldn't want to... you know... tread on any of those." I was about to continue toying with him by telling him that we were okay on that score since I don't label myself as gay, when suddenly his greasy-haired colleague poked her head around the office door and asked her duty manager when he'd be coming out to help her deal with the queue. "I can't come now!" he snapped. "Can't you see, I'm interrogating this guy?!" She threw him a weary look of exasperation and then disappeared off again, closing ...