Hello! I'll be quick here. I've written a couple of stories in the celebrity boyband section, "Next Window Please" and "Hold the Pickle", so please check those out. The idea for this story came out of my recent lunchings at a local Mexican restaurant. There are two servers there, who I think are really cute and the thought of them together has been pounding my brain - so I had to write it down. Please e-mail me with comments.
A quick disclaimer - go away if this is an illegal viewing and none of the people described here are meant in anyway to imply anything about anyone else - it's fiction, inspired by true life. Enjoy!
Mario had never really paid much attention to the chip boy. The truth was, his duties as a server at his family owned El Matador restaurant rarely allowed him to cross paths with the young man. His name was Juan and, like Mario, he had grown up in Mexico and had only recently moved to the United States. Mario was 27, and his brother had told him Juan had just turned 22. Mario had a good grasp on the English language since he had moved here two years prior, but on those rare occasions he did hear Juan speak, it was hard to understand him. This 'naivete' had stirred up thoughts in Mario that he hadn't noticed before.
Juan's job was pretty simple. When a new customer sat down, he delivered their complimentary chips and salsa to their table. Mario came along later to take their order. The restaurant, owned by his older brother, was very popular and therefore, quite busy. Mario was constantly on his feet and barely had the time to relax and talk to his coworkers. Not that this concerned him too much. Most of the guys were womanizers who spent all their time talking about the big 'tetas' on the girls that came in. Mario didn't relate to them and so, he kept his distance. The only person he had any interest in was Juan. It wasn't really sexual at first - he just seemed like a nice guy and Mario needed some friends. But unfortunately, they just didn't usually have the time to talk.
Tonight, however, Mario wanted things to change. Over the course of the evening, he had spent as much time as possible checking Juan out. He knew he lusted after guys, but until Juan had come in this evening, he didn't have a direct object of his affection. Juan always wore jeans, but tonight they were unusually tight around his slim physique and Mario couldn't help but stare at his cute butt as he walked back and forth from the kitchen. Mario could feel a twinge in his pants and over the course of the evening, his lust became stronger and he knew he just had to have Juan.
Of course, he had no idea if Juan was gay or not. He didn't talk much to the guys, but that may have just been because he was the new guy and didn't know anyone. Still, the aching in his loins made Mario decide that he had to try no matter what the outcome. He knew that Juan couldn't take him physically - Mario was short and not super muscular, but he had a nice firm body and compared to the small frame of Juan, he towered over him.
The evening was winding down and since it was the Friday before a holiday weekend, the place was emptier that usual. Mario's brother, Miguel, had left an hour before and put Mario in charge. At nine prompt, Mario locked the doors and began closing the restaurant. As he stood at the cash register, counting the money, he would occasionally glance over at Juan, who was helping another waiter, Luis, clear off the tables. One time, Juan caught Mario staring and Mario looked away in embarrassment, but noticed that Juan only smiled at him. Mario was glad he was behind the counter, because his hard-on was causing a tent in his loose jeans. He had to get that taken care of, so he got an idea.
He went up to Luis, "Hey, man. There's not a lot to do. Why don't you take off and I'll help Juan finish up here."
Luis just smiled and tore out of the restaurant. Juan returned from the kitchen and asked Mario where Luis went. Mario smiled, "I sent him home. I figured you and I could take care of things here."
Juan said nothing, but smiled in return and proceeded over to another table to clear it off. Mario began wiping off a booth and turned around. Juan's back was to Mario, which gave him a nice view of his skinny, yet taut ass. Mario felt his boner returning and quickly looked away. But, he had to look again and turned his head. Juan was now bending over, picking something off of the floor. Mario swallowed hard and lightly rubbed his bulging crotch.
Before he could remove his hand, Juan turned around and looked at Mario. Mario stopped and stared at the young man. Juan was no fool and he knew what was going on. So, the next event would either lead to something very good or something very bad for Mario.
Mario lucked out. Juan came close to him, causing Mario to back into on of the uncleaned tables. Juan ran a hand down Mario's light brown cheek, running it across the small mustache he had, sending a chill up Mario's spine. Mario just stared into Juan's light brown eyes, waiting for him to make the next move.
And move he did. With one fail swoop, Juan leaned in and began passionately kissing Mario. Mario was taken aback, but soon parted his lips, allowing the young man's tongue to probe the inside of his mouth. Mario thrust his hips forward, feeling the rock hardness of Juan pressing against his own aching manhood. Mario's eyes were closed, so he was pleasantly surprised when he felt Juan's hand run down his toned chest and lightly cup his hard cock. Mario let out a moan and put one hand on the back of Juan's head and the other on his ass. He rubbed his butt for a minute before pulling the boy closer to him. This caused Mario to almost fall back onto the booth seat. He regained his standing and reached his hands down to Juan's belt and undid it. In what seemed like a flash, he had Juan's pants and underwear down around his ankles, revealing his long and beautiful cut cock.
Juan stood back and removed his shirt, motioning for Mario to do the same. As Mario removed his top, Juan stepped out of his pants and Mario just stood there, reveling in the beauty of this young man in all his glory. Juan smiled, "You like?"
Mario just nodded and once again Juan came forward, but this time, his mouth made its way to Mario's dark and slightly hairy nipples. He suckled them, causing Mario to cry out in pleasure. He dick was hurting from the strain against his jeans and he wanted to unleash it. Juan must've sensed this, for he fell to his knees and began kissing Mario's flat belly while he undid the button and zipper on his jeans. Juan lowered them and began kissing Mario's crotch through his boxers. Mario stepped out of his jeans, all the time feeling the ecstasy of Juan's mouth on his body.
Juan reached up and grabbed the waistband of Mario's underwear, pulling them down. Mario took them off and before he could say anything, Mario felt the warmth and wetness of Juan lips encase his own hard cut cock. As Juan savagely sucked his member, Mario knew this boy had had some experience before and couldn't wait to see what other tricks he had to offer.
Mario relished Juan's young mouth for a minute, before he knew he had to taste him as well. He pulled the young man away (which was no easy feat with his suction powers) and also fell to the ground. He laid Juan down and assumed a 69 position. Juan returned to sucking his cock, while Mario stared for a second at Juan's smooth penis. He lightly licked the head, causing Juan to stop momentarily and moan. Mario continued licking Juan's shaft and made his way down to his balls, where he began sucking on them one at a time. Juan returned to his sucking and Mario could feel himself getting close. He knew he wasn't ready to come yet and backed out of Juan's mouth. Juan sat up and Mario continued devouring his new lover's hard cock.
Juan rubbed Mario's smooth ass as Mario took Juan's cock into his mouth and started sucking it. Juan moaned some more and after a few minutes, his cock tensed up and Mario knew he was close as well. So, he backed away. Juan smiled and said nothing. Mario wasn't done tasting him however, and stood Juan up. He turned him around, so his back was to Mario and Juan leaned forward on the table in front of him. Mario climbed underneath Juan and began licking his balls, slowly making his way between his legs until he reached his smooth, hairless ass. He lightly licked the crack, sending a shudder through Juan.
Mario got another idea and reached up onto the table grabbing a bowl of half-eaten salsa. He aimed the bowl towards Juan back and let some of it drip down into his crack. Juan moaned a little as Mario set down the bowl. He got on his knees and went to the top of Juan's ass, licking the trail of salsa down into his ass. As he reached Juan's tight hole, he spread apart his cheeks and plunged his tongue into the awaiting hole. Juan jumped forward slightly, and Mario knew he liked it.
The salsa that remained was now dripping on the floor and he made a note to clean it up before he left, or Miguel would have a fit. But, that thought quickly left his mind as he continued his tongue probing of Juan's nice ass.
After he had sufficiently gotten all of the salsa cleaned up, Mario stood up and pressed his dick against Juan's ass, "Do you want me to fuck you?"
Juan simply nodded, but then mentioned, "I am new to that, so be careful, okay?"
Mario smiled at his lover's broken English and nodded to him. He nibbled lightly on his ear before standing back and taking a quick look at the beautiful tight virgin ass that he was about to deflower. He knew he needed lubricant and told Juan to hold on a second as he ran into the bathroom. Unfortunately, the bathroom yielded nothing except liquid soap and he knew form a bad experience once that that would hurt. So, he exited the bathroom.
He still needed lube and knew that salsa wouldn't work this time. Then, it hit him: the chefs always kept a bottle of lotion in the kitchen and Mario grabbed it before heading back to the dining area. Juan was still there, this time bent forward on the cold, glass-covered table. Mario approached Juan. He squeezed some lotion on his hand and rubbed it across Juan's ass.
Juan cried out, "It very cold."
Mario leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Let me warm you up then."
Mario took one of his greased up fingers and pressed it against Juan's hole. He slowly pushed in, feeling the resistance. Juan only moaned, so Mario stuck another finger in. He told Juan to just relax and inserted a third finger. He moved them in and out slowly and Juan's moans of delight only egged Mario on more.
After a minute, Mario felt Juan was ready and placed his cock against his hole. He pressed the head in and after a second, it parted Juan's asshole and Mario slid the tip in. Juan let out a cry, so Mario kissed his neck and sat there for a second. When Juan seemed to calm down, Mario continued pushing in, until he felt his pubic area press against Juan's cheeks. He sat for anther minute and when Juan felt loosened up, he began pumping his cock in and out, slowly at first, but soon he picked up the pace and the thrusts came quicker and quicker.
Juan was groaning so loud, Mario hoped the neighbors couldn't hear - but most of them were businesses and closed at this hour, so Mario just let him scream his heart out. He reached around and grabbed Juan's dick, but didn't stroke it too much, for he knew the young fellow would probably shoot his load almost immediately. He kept pumping furiously until he could feel himself getting closer.
He started rubbing Juan's cock and, like he expected, the boy tensed up right away and soon Mario could see him shooting streams of milky cum onto the glass table top. As Juan shot his load, his ass constricted around Mario's hard cock and soon Mario's own orgasm overcame him as he coated Juan's insides with his hot jizz.
He leaned forward onto Juan's sweaty back and kissed him, taking in the salty flavor of his lover's perspiration. Juan said nothing, but reached around and placed his hand on Mario's head, pulling him into a long, wet kiss.
Juan, still a little out of breath, whispered, "We do this again, okay?"
Mario knew they would.