"My masters. I would love a kiss too." I heard my boss "Butt Boy" say as he creeped closer to us.
I saw that Vladimir had moved closer to us too, slowly like a curious Russian panther, sleek, dark, and sexy. His beautiful eyes were wide as he pretended to be bringing a glass of water to a table.
"Oh, Vladimir!" Carlos called out, causing Vladimir to almost drop the glass of water. "Vladimir, could you come here and take a picture of us."
Carlos put his hand on my butt and pushed me out to the front wall of the restaurant. Harry and "Butt Boy" followed us.
"Harry, you kiss Butt Boy and I will kiss our son," he said as he handed his phone to a bewildered Vladimir.
"Vladimir I want you to take a few photos of us kissing, and then I want you to take a video of us, ok?" Carlos said, not like a question, but like a command.
"Da, Da, sir. Yes, Carlos." Vladimir said, his handsome face had turned red and serious.
Esteban, the salty host, had moved in close. He was trying to stifle his laughter, rubbing his goatee and chuckling.
"Hey Vladimir, are you a photographer now? Are you a Russian Robert Mapplethorpe?" He mocked Vladimir.
"Fuck off so much please, Esteban," Vladimir responded rolling his eyes.
"1, 2, 3, start taking the photos...and let's kiss a la Francaise" Carlos said and he instantly locked onto my lips and pushed his mustache into my mouth as his soft warm tongue danced on my lips and then poked in and out of my mouth.
Damn, he was a good kisser. Carlos, grabbed my groin and squeezed my hard dick which was leaking so much precum now I felt like I had pissed myself. I couldn't see what Harry and my Boss were doing. Could I ever come back to Spencer's again after this obscene public display??
After a few moments, he pulled back and barked the next command at Vladimir. "I hope you took several photos. Now switch it to video, Vladimir!"
Vladimir was sweating. I had never seen him look so nervous. He fumbled with the phone a little and then said, "Ok, Da, ready to record, sirs."
Esteban had slid next to Harry and my boss, I think he wanted to block the view onto the patio where some nosy queens were whispering and giggling.
Carlos put his arm around my shoulder and I felt Harry do the same to me.
"This video will mark the occasion of our first dinner with our new son Bobby and our submissive lover, Butt Boy. Don't we make a handsome family of perverts?" Carlos said as he let out a loud and raucous laugh. His hand slid down my back and somehow he managed to slide his small hand into my shorts where he discovered my butt crack that was sopping wet with sweat. Vladimir was filming the whole strange scene like he was a director. He bit his lip as he focused on us.
Harry burst out laughing too, as did Esteban. Vladimir's face was red and he seemed very uncomfortable and embarrassed, but also very focused on doing a good job.
Cute host Esteban approached Vladimir and whispered to him.
Esteban, about 5 foot 6, seemed eclipsed by the much taller Vladimir and I wondered what they would look like in a 69 position together. And were they cut or uncut? Who would be the top? Would they rim each other? Would Vladimir's butt be as hairy as his hot legs?
Oh man. The tequila was now fully in my head and my cock was hard as a rock during this strange scenario I wondered why all of this needed to be recorded on video.
Esteban took the phone from Vladimir so that Vladimir could leave and slip away back onto the patio where he had other patrons to serve. Vladimir pulled out a black hankie from his back pocked and wiped his head.
"Ok, we can stop the video. Esteban, can you bring us the check?" Carlos ordered as he slipped his hand into his hairy, sweaty chest and rubbed his left nipple for a few seconds.
Esteban nodded, as he looked at Carlos rubbing his nipple, and he handed the camera back to Carlos. I noticed Esteban fixed the bulge in his own shorts too before he disappeared to retrieve our check.
"Remember," I said clearing my throat to Carlos. "I pay for my own dinner tonight."
"Nonsense," Harry responded. "What kind of fathers would we be to make our own son pay for petite filet mignon for three. You can get the drinks next at Hunters." The tall Irishman now seemed to be in control.
These guys were taking the whole role play thing farther than I expected.
I tried to protest, but Carlos put a finger on my lips. "You heard what your papa Harry said. Don't make him angry because then he can be very sadistic and he will spank your hot ass until it is red like a raspberry."
Butt Boy was very quiet, but he was clinging on to Harry like he was a security blanket. It was such a revelation seeing my shithead boss behave so submissively to these two older men. He whispered to Harry.
"Not tonight, Butt Boy." Harry said to my boss. "We are on a date with Bobby. We'll be in touch with you this week. Remember to have your Lovesense in so that we can buzz your butt."
My boss was disappointed, but he nodded. "As you wish, my masters." He kissed Harry and slunk back to his own table.
Esteban appeared with the bill. Harry pulled out a wad of cash, including a fifty dollar note. "This", he said holding up the cash, " is for Vladimir, a little extra to thank him for being our photographer. I hope it was ok for him."
Esteban, smirked, "Actually, Vladimir said it was a great rush for him, it turned him on. Maybe he could be your "sexy Russian stud-muffin. " Esteban said imitating Vladimir's charming Russian accent and he laughed at his own joke. "You got him so excited he wants to leave early and go home and fuck his hunky boyfriend. I'm sure he would do it again for you."
Carlos's eye's widened and he smiled, "Well, that is tempting perhaps soon we will invite Vladimir over to our place to record some more family memories. Although, something tells me you could also be good at that job," He winked at Esteban who nodded and giggled like a Catholic altar boy.
Carlos opened his phone and started scanning through some photos. He pulled up a photo of him and Harry naked showing off their huge hard cocks. He showed the photo to Esteban. "Tell Vladimir about this, won't you?" He said to Esteban whose mouth dropped at the sight of the two hung pervert daddies in the photo. Esteban licked his lips and rubbed his goatee. He had no words.
With Esteban departing speechless, we left Spencer's. Carlos insisted we walk hand in hand down Wilton Drive to Hunter's. So, we left and I was in between my two "Dads' they were squeezing onto my hands like they had a chain on me.
"I feel like a cigar. Let's grab one from Tap that Ash. Wait. Let's kiss again right now, in front of Johnson's," Carlos said.
Just then, still holding hands, my two new fathers started kissing me right there. It was so lewd and public. I heard some straight people walk by and groan in disgust at the sight.
But just at that moment, my cell phone buzzed and it vibrated between the three of us. Who could it be, I thought, as my two pervert "Dads' kissed and groped me.