1. Love At First Piss - Part 2


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: naughtybessparker, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    ever with jet-lagged new arrivals streaming in through the doors whilst the sunburned last-night revellers raced to drink as much as they could before dashing off to catch their airport connections. The music blared, the drinks flowed and the euros filled the tills. It was bedlam, but I coped with the chaos, driven on by the knowledge that business was thriving. As long as the money kept on flowing my job was secure and my inevitable return to Britain could be delayed. So I smiled at the customers, lip-read their requests, and kept everyone happy. Oz manned the bottle bar whilst I worked the floors taking drinks orders. Jake stepped in to run the main bar with Lola, leaving Gary in charge of preparing my drink orders for delivery. He did a good job. He kept up with the hectic pace and even found time to run round collecting empties. We made a good team. Working with Gary had its perks too; he flirted with me at every possible opportunity and threw me looks of longing that made me smoulder with that delicious feeling of desirability. Gary kept my ego well and truly massaged and I returned the compliment, I couldn’t help myself, especially when I spotted the substantial hard-on he was hiding beneath his black trousers and waiter’s apron. Oh my God! The stifling heat inside the bar wasn’t the only thing getting me hot that night. At just gone eleven o’clock Oz sent me for a break. I needed it. I was shattered. I grabbed myself a bottled beer and headed for the relative quiet of ...
    the delivery bay, my favourite hideaway. The breeze blowing through the warm night air dried up the perspiration beaded on my skin, whilst the shrill calls of cicadas drowned out the monotonous thump-thump of the techno-music emanation from the bar. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the wall, breathing deeply. It was the same wall Gary and I had both peed against the previous night and the distinct odour of urine still lingered. Umm, that brought back good memories. Someone stepped outside to join me, someone tall who smelt of Lynx and sweat. He leaned against the wall beside me, slurping something from a pint glass. Lager if I wasn’t very much mistaken. “Are you still alive?” I asked without opening my eyes. “Just about.” Gary’s voice sounded distinctly hoarse. “Fuck this is hard work. Is it always this busy?” “Yep, always. How’s Jake treating you?” “Good actually, apart from a few snide comments. He’s warned me about you, says you’ll lead me on.” I smiled. “I might.” “No, you won’t. You want me, I can tell.” Opening my eyes, I squinted at him. “Do I?” Gary nodded. “Oh yes. You’re in love with me.” “Is that right?” “Yes.” A part of me wanted to laugh at Gary, tell him he was wrong, but another part didn’t. Acting on impulsive, I slid my arms around Gary’s neck and pressed my lips against his. His moist lips parted, allowing the tip of my tongue to slip inside his hot mouth. His tasted of lager and breathe mints, and I liked it. As he opened his mouth wider, my tongue ...
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