A Feast for Gay Boys

I was sitting minding my own business in my favorite bar when the sexy waiter who I enjoyed talking to had just clocked on.

His friendly eyes caught my attention from behind bar and he called to me…

“Selam Cengiz!”

I smiled and waved and he quickly asked if I would like my usual drink… I nodded… I watched him pour my Raki and smiled when he brought it over to me.

“Looks like I am going to be busy tonight. Would you like to hang round and meet me for a meal during my break or perhaps we could share some private time in my office?”

“Sure.. it might be an interesting night to be here, there seems to be lots of rent boys here tonight. Is there something special on or are they just looking for men to have fun with?”

“Oh… like the fun we have when we’re together… yes.. I believe you’re right, but there is also a band playing tonight so maybe they think they will get lucky. I’d better get back to work… my break is in a couple of hours, I’ll organize something special for us!”

When it was time for his break, he took me into his office. He locked the door behind us and in front of me was a feast fit for romance and he knew how to tempt me. I love my food and he had done well. He told me quickly to strip because he wanted to feast on me. I loved it, he knew how to endulge in the finest of pleasures.

He fed me, he sucked my cock and he made me cum all over his berried. I watched him eat one at a time, until there were none left and it was my turn to endulge. I loved whipped cream too. But I like to drink mine down as a shake. I pour caramel sauce over his cock and sucked it so well. When he came, he tasted so nice. I realised then that this night would not end for some time, we still had the main course to feast on.

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