As you can well imagine I had worked up quite an appetite while appeasing my erotic desires so a medium well cut of meat seemed like a good choice and would match well with the bottle of red wine I had chosen. Gabriel brought the wine and a pair of pants that looked vaguely familiar. I listened in total amazement as he explained that the manager had had my dry cleaner send them over a few hours earlier^Åjust in case. He pointed to a blue door near the kitchen entrance and explained that it lead to a special changing room. The copious amount of cum has bonded my left pant leg to my skin but fortunately the dark color had not revealed the reason why so I felt no embarrassment as I made my way to the room with my pants. Locking it behind me I took a few moments to take in my surroundings. The room was about the size of a walk-in closet with a large tinted window that looked into the kitchen. It must've been one way glass since no one looked in my direction as I watched the chefs concentrate on their tasks. The highlight of my changing experience was when I saw Gabriel enter the kitchen and bend over one of the counters so one of the chefs could lube up his sweet looking tunnel of love with something that looked a lot like butter. I watched entranced until he left with a salad that was waiting for me on my table along with new Jewish buddy when I returned to take my seat. When asked what kind of dressing I'd like I almost said Ranch but instead asked him to surprise me. He grinned as he pulled his apron to one side and indeed surprised me when he took my hand and placed it on the pouch of his jock. His kosher meat firmed up quickly and I soon felt a familiar stickiness at the tip of his dick. With a smile and a nod he made it clear that if I so desired I could jack him off and that he would cum over the olives and feta cheese. My ear to ear grin of pure desire was enough since he freed his dick and gave it few strokes before allowing me to take over. Knowing that there would never be another first time of me holding him I wrapped my fingers gently but firmly around his pride and my joy and reveled in the warmth and occasional contractions for a while before moving my hand back and forth. He placed his left hand on the table for support as his right disappeared behind his back to finger his buttered bung hole. In less than a minute we were both leaking pre cum, me in my still damp jock and Gabriel on my salad. In spite of having cum so recently in about two minutes I heard the familiar panting that signaled his approaching orgasm. I leaned over for a quick look at his cute feet and was rewarded with the sight of his toes flexing. I place my right foot over his just as he dosed my salad with load almost as large as the first. My dick pulsed in harmony with his and I would've gushed another load too but I squeezed the head of my dick just in time to stop the flood. After Gabriel returned from the afterglow he excused him self to check on my steak and I took the first bite of the best Greek salad I've ever had. Each mouthful was better than the one before. With every swallow my dick responded and leaked so much that for the sake of comfort (as well as a quick grope) I repositioned it so it was pointing up in its cotton container. But the combination of special sauce on my salad and my nuts now resting in a broth of my making pushed me over the edge. Past the point of no return I decided to give in to the waves of pleasure that washed over me. I closed my eyes soaked the waistband of my jock strap almost forgetting to breathe. I opened my eyes and scanned the room again to find that I wasn't the only one who seemed similarly occupied. I thought my days of hands free cumming were behind me but this was truly a night of many surprises that convinced me that the only thing I could on with any certainty was the unexpected. At least I didn't need to change pants again but I wondered if I'd have anything left for the limo driver by the end of the night.
I had a few sips of wine to refresh myself, glanced toward the kitchen door and saw Gabriel walking towards me with my steak.
End of part 2.