GAY BARTENDER II
Never having sucked an uncut cock I didn't know what to expect and I was pleasantly surprised. It was yummy, and different. Can't describe it except that it was sort of musky and as I gently sucked it I was thinking I needed to try another to see if it tasted the same. He was mumbling and moaning and obviously enjoying it as much as I. I quit sucking and just began to lick around his coronal groove behind the glans. "Oh come on.", he said. "Suck it, I wanna cum! I'm so hot I can't stand it!" So, recognizing what glorious agony he was feeling, I just began to lightly lick his frenulum on the underside of his dickhead. Good for me, it made harvesting the precum freely leaking from that oozing piss slit. His glans was so swollen the slit was gaping open. "You stinker, OH GOD, MAKE ME SHOOT! MAKE ME..." His cock jumped off my tongue and shot me on the cheek. I didn't move except to shut my eyes and his jizz kept squirting deliciously over and over. I licked what dribbled over my mouth and that was tasty too. Finally his ejaculation ended and he rolled over on his back, his cock still fully erect. "Whew! For a guy who didn't have much experience, you could earn a PhD in cocksucking.", he said.
We cleaned the place up and closed the bar but not before we exchanged addresses and phone numbers.
It was an uneventful couple of weeks until Tim came in. He looked about fifteen but his driver's license said eighteen and that's legal in our state. He was sitting alone at the end of the bar just nursing his beer and an hour later when he ordered his refill he asked if it was true this was a gay bar. I told him I was and a number of customers were, but the majority were straight. A little later he asked me "So how do you know if you're gay or not?" I told him I was pretty sure I was from the time when I was a little kid. So if you get turned on thinking of being naked with a a guy turns you on and girls don't, maybe you're gay. But until you've had sex with a guy, you'd not sure. "Well, then I guess it's time I did that.", he said.
I thought about it, briefly, but he was a cute kid, and I said, "My shift is over in half an hour and if you'd like, come over to my place and we can talk some more."
For the first time since he entered the bar he smiled. "I'd like that", he said.
He seemed quite at ease in my place and I asked him what kind of gay sex he'd thought about. No hint of hesitation, he said, "Oral sex."
"Sucking or being sucked?", I said. He replied sucking, so I said, "Interesting. That's a gayer answer than being sucked. I mean a girl can suck a dick but only a gay guy would want to suck one. So let's get naked and see how you do." For a smallish kid, he had a respectable tool, fully erect when he took his pants off. About six inches sticking straight out with a nice big head. I told him he had a lovely penis, took it in my hand and led him to the bedroom where I let go and got my clothes off. His stare was locked on my cock which was slowly rising with each heartbeat. I asked him how he wanted me to be when he blew me and he said lying on the bed, so I dutifully lay on my back and said, "The only imperative is that you keep your teeth off my tool."
He promised he would. "But please let me know when you're gonna pop, because I've never seen a cock squirt, except my own, and I want to watch."
"In the porn industry that's called a money shot. Everybody likes to watch a dick shoot and a lot of goys, me included, don't particularly like having a guy cum in their mouth, so I'll let you know." He crawled up on the bed, bent over and began to suck my weenie. He was a plain vanilla cocksucker: no tricks, no embellishments, just eager and intense. Vanilla or not, I hadn't unloaded in about five days and my organ enjoyed his playing. A lot. I lasted maybe ten minutes before the pent up store of semen began to get urgent to emerge. I let the pressure build, enjoying every second of it, until my ejaculation couldn't be denied any longer. "I'm getting there. Won't be long now..." He exchanged his hand for his mouth and began to slowly stroke my straining cock. "OK, close now, very......O! O! OOOOHHHHHHH YEAH!" He had let go with my first spurt and was staring at my cock as it jumped and I reveled in the feeling of pent up jizz ripping through through it. When the dance ended and my tool was quiet and just leaking dishwater thin spooge his gaze finally lifted.
"I could be wrong, but I think you enjoyed that almost as much as I did.", he said.
"Wrong you aren't. If you notice my little friend down there, he.'s still standing at attention. And yours is dripping and demanding attention. I still remember my first oral release and it was over almost before it began, so I'm going to go slowly and hope you can last a bit." His balls were oversized and after harvesting his leaking precum, I began by giving them a thorough tongue bath. Then I slowly worked my way up his shaft, covering up every stony hard inch and producing more of his delicious Cowper's pre ejaculatory fluid as a reward. I caught some on my finger and used it as lube to slide my finger up his butt. Hmm, not as tight as I expected, so another finger went in and their was room for more. His prostate was smallish as befitted his age. Then to his cockhead which was so swollen it was almost as hard as his shaft. I gave it a good, if very light, licking with the tip of my tongue.
"Oh, man, that's so yummy. I'm almost ready to explode.", he said.
So back to the shaft for a bit and he visibly relaxed. Except for his precum which was now seeping nonstop. My tongue shifted to the tip of his tool and I gently licked his man juice as it flowed.
"OK, let me cum. I've been right on the edge so long it's almost painful," So I shifted to the underside of his glans and did a slow featherlight tongue tickle. He didn't say a word but in less than a minute my fingers in his rectum felt his prostate rapidly swell and harden. I jerked my head up just in time to dodge the first spurt of his ejaculation. His asshole repeatedly squeezed my fingers as the jizz poured out of his dong. And I mean poured. It must have produced a tablespoon at least before it had emptied it's load.
"Well, so what do you think? Are you gay or not?"
"I've jacked off hundreds and hundreds of times and I've never cum like that, so my answer is unequivocally yes. YES!", he said.
"I'm curious. Your pooper is pretty relaxed for a virgin. Why's that?" I asked.
He smiled. "I've been using a big, black, battery powered, vibrating cock up there when I beat off, so I guess that's why."
"Maybe we ought to flesh out your education and find out if you like a good fucking too." I said, and we made a date for Wednesday @ 5:00.
I had the night shift the next night and when I went to clean the Love Loft I noticed a doorway next to it that looked like a closet. Cleaning supplies? Door was locked and my key didn't fit so I got the large key ring from the manager's desk. Tried a bunch before I found the right one. Well now, isn't that interesting! It was a closet with a shelf under a picture window that overlooked the bed in the Love Loft! So that big mirror on the wall of the Loft was a two way job. On the shelf was a set of earphones and a pair of binoculars so there apparently there was a hidden microphone in the Loft somewhere. It would be a week before I had a chance t be a peeping Tom.
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