Gay Bar

Gay Bar Benny & Pete

Damn gay dating app, I’m sitting in this gay dive, waiting for my hook up, he’s 2 hours late, I’m stood the freak up again, fuck. Handsome bartender, in a tight T shirt, pours me another scotch and soda. He smiled at me, he knows my look, and he tells me “It’s on me”. I wink, with a nod, with my finger leaving the rim of the glass, and I tip it back toward my mouth taking a larger than large sip of the alcohol concoction, and it slides past my tongue and down my throat.

“Benny”….. he says,….. that’s his name, and he wandered back towards me and began to strike up a conversation. “Pete”…. I say in reply, “that’s mine”. He extends his hand to shake, but instead we result an awkward open fingered fist bump, as he wiped the glass rings from the bar top and slides me a coaster.

 “So Benny, how long you been working here?” I ask. He replies, “it’s a part time gig, usually weekends, pay is shit, but tips are good, some better than others, if you catch my drift”. “Some pretty hot numbers pass through these stools, and I’m proud to say my count has gone up since working here.” “Count” I say? “Yeah those that leave with me, I gotta tell ya, it’s usually better than any monetary tip I ever got, sometimes it’s even in addition too.” He asks what my story is, I tell him I work as an accountant with a publishing firm downtown, I'm single again after a 2 year relationship that went south, “The damn guy I loved, cheated on me in our own bed, I found out he’s been doing it right under my nose for at least a year, probably more. I was having a tough time getting back into the swing of things, I’m really not into the whole dating scene.  I’ve been using a dating app to basically get my rocks off recently, but I find I spend more time jerking off to their "retouched fake" photos online.” With that line I realized how much my life sucked and was a damn bore.

 He touched my left hand with his right hand, as he lifted the bottle of scotch and topped me off with his left, Saying “Man don’t be down on yourself like that Pete, you’re a good looking young catch for any guy, and you shouldn’t be settling for any losers in this place tonight.” I jokingly replied as I looked around the room, “Gee thanks bud, why? Do you want to take me home?” He smiled at me and said “Hey you never know, maybe, ……depends on your tip” and then we both laughed at the innuendo.

 He headed down the bar offering refills, I stood, I flipped him a 20 on the bar and began to walk away. I got half way to the door when I heard him call out, “Hey Pete,….you forgot something”. I turned and looked back as he reached over the bar and lifted my jacket off the stool. I smiled, walked back and took it from him, but there was a card under his thumb pressed between it and the collar that I took slipped into my pocket as I put on the jacket saying thanks. I turned towards the door pulled out the card and saw written on it Benny, a phone number, and 2am written on it. I got to the door turned back toward the bar where he was looking at me, no he was staring, he gave me a wink and a thumbs up and nod, as I returned the thumbs up and exited the place. I got to my car stuck the card in the air vent slot and checked my watch, it was ten after 1, less than an hour, awhhhhh what the heck, I turned the key, adjusted the music and heat, reclined my seat. And then I “people watched” the looses leaving the bar that night.

 As 2 am rolled around I dialed his number, he answered “Pete”? I said “how’d ya know”, he said he was hoping it was me, I asked when he actually got off, he returned with a corny ass line hopefully in about a half hour with you. He asked if I’d meet him back at the bar, I told him I was still right outside, he paused and said we’ll just knock 3 times. I did and he unlocked me in, as he locked back up again behind me. He did a fast 180 and pinned me with a kiss against the jukebox grinding his package into mine. Damn he was quick! He then said “You don’t know how horny some guys get me, working in this dump, and man tonight I was horny as horny can get with you sitting there drowning your sorrows, I just wanted to cheer you up right there and then, such a fine looking fellow like you should never be unhappy, ever.”

 We moved to, and sat in a booth, he brought over more scotch and two glasses. We wound up kissing across the table. I have to admit, he was really pushing all my buttons and checking all my boxes, but could this guy who had his choice of guys every night be anything more than a one night stand? Oh hell that’s all I was really after tonight anyway, wasn’t it? So what the heck? I was reasoning with myself…. in my own mind…. to make it acceptable. As he then began rubbing his tongue over my lips. I parted my lips, and I gently squeezed them back around the end of his tongue. He pushed in toward my teeth, as he let his tongue glide across my front teeth. I parted my teeth to let his tongue slip in, then I bit down gently as he pulled his tongue backed out and I clamped down a bit harder on it with my lips, as he slowly pulled all the way out.

 He stood up and moved to join me on my side of the booth, his hand on my thigh as we continued to kiss, both my hands went to his neck as I drew him in tighter. I know now I want all of him. His free hand rises up under my shoulder and around to my back as his hand on my thigh moves ever so closer to my crotch, he draws my head in tighter to his kiss again. We kiss for several more moments just wallowing in desire, when suddenly he tugs at my shirt and we struggle to slip it off together. He bends his elbow and slips his T-shirt off himself in one simple motion… effortlessly. We go back to kissing only this time allowing our warm bare skin to make heated contact.

 He’s got dirty blonde mid length hair, his face with a scruffy growth, maybe about 25 or possibly a young 30, his shoulders are pale, but he had wide well developed muscle tone, his chest hair finely trimmed, well, very pronounced pecks with oval shaped dark nipples, plump yet firm. A fine 6 or maybe 8 pack smooth to my touch, I couldn’t really tell as he was still sitting down. A fine smooth hair trail leading from his navel into his jeans, and I could see a fine tightening bulge forming in his crotch. I slid my arms down his upper arms, the warmth emanating off his firm muscles with a slight glistening glow from the soft yellow work lights left on in the room. I can’t wait to get further on with this guy Benny, as he then stood and tugged on my hand to follow him to a room in the back through a set of double swinging doors, past boxes of liquor and empty kegs of beer, the smell of stale empty bottle returns, but I didn’t care. We continued on past a small kitchen, and down a narrow hall into a small cube office with a messy desk, fake 70’s paneling, and an old orange shag rug. Against the back wall was this old worn couch. He bent over tossing the cushions to the floor and pulled out the hide a bed in one soft swift motion. He drew me in and hugged my naked torso spinning me toward the bed as he set me down on it. My eyes at his belt buckle level now, and yes it’s a definite 8 pack, as I can plainly see. My hands reach for the belt as he bends to kiss the top of my head.

 I fumble a bit with nervous energy, see I’m fairly new at this  mating dance thing, I wanted to impress him and avoid what ever went wrong between my ex boyfriend and me. I had second doubts if it was my fault, those thoughts made me begin to lose the mood, so quickly I veered back to my task and popped the button fly buttons open one by one. My fingers and his dick separated now only by just thin material, as I bent my wrist in to cup his mans meat, he tugged his waist band down and out his meat sprung a good 7 or 8 inches, atop golf ball sized hanging balls. Amazed at this sight, I reached up and played with those bangers as I opened my mouth up wide and took his shaft in after a few licks I was quite comfortable. I tried with my all, not to gag or choke, and soon was quite successful surprising us both. As I sucked in and out I was staring into those dirty blonde trimmed pubes almost in a heart shape. His balls were shaved smooth and his shaft rather veiny, as I sucked up and down like a kid with a candy, the skin on his member was soft and smooth and sensitive to my tongue. It only took minutes to see I was pleasing him as I looked up at his eyes, he was looking through mine trying to concentrate, but his smile told me I was doing my job.

 He pulled me off him as he sat down beside me and sucked his own dick scent out of my mouth, by wiping his tongue all around the inside of my mouth. He pressed me down to my back and again in one simple motion my body was bare ass naked as he pulled my pants off with ease. He forced my legs upward and apart and made a meal of my dick, now raging with fire waiting to be extinguished. He slowly moved down to my balls and he tongued all around my ball sack and inner thighs just teasing slightly on my taint, before I saw him rising up in my view behind my erection, as the precum gathered in the valley of my slit, he hovered his tongue mere centimeters above that small pool of fluid. He gradually got closer, slowly but surely, staring into my eyes now, his tongue splitting his smile. I watched as that small pool of cum seemed to leap upward toward his tongue all on its own, causing a strand to web, as he retracted his tongue and seemed to taste that tiny droplet before dropping back down engulfing my head, and his tongue worked the slit dry he was savoring every last drop.

 I could tell with his anticipation the final scene would be grand then he worked me up and down till I screamed with ecstasy, he buried his face into my mound and his swallow muscles engulfed my whole shaft milking it dry till I couldn’t stand it anymore. I pushed him off me and he half stood yanking me by my thighs closer to the edge of the bed. He thrust my legs upward exposing my hole and his face just parted my ass cheeks as I felt his tongue dart in and out of my hole. “Oh My God” my Ex never did that, I felt the cool slobbering spit mess he was leaving behind, as it ran down my ass crack towards my back. Then he pressed my legs back toward my chest and my ankles over those strong shoulders almost clasped behind his neck, and he pushed his rigid dick in at my wet hole, his reddening face mere inches from mine and he rocked himself deep into my depths, resting only a moment till he began pummeling my hole.

 His dick filled my chamber on all sides, my inners encompassed him with a suction like tightness, I swear he went in further than anything had ever been. Pounding away I hugged his back tight, pulling him in closer, I was afraid my legs would break. My feet finally fell to his sides as he came in what seemed like buckets deep inside me. He fell chest to chest on me, all out of breath but managed to lock me in a kiss as our stomachs heaved in and out in unison we lay there for moments till he was all done. He pulled out slowly as a well lubed vacuum tube, there was almost a sound as the mushroom head left my chamber and it seemed to slowly begin to constrict, the cool air around it felt wonderfully soothing as he began limping alongside my balls making them all sticky. While we lay there just kissing and hugging I felt the slow moving fluids trying to escape as they ran down my ass crack to the bed sheets below leaving a puddle I couldn’t believe, this guy came In buckets for sure. He rolled to the side of me where we spent the night cupped in each other’s arms.

 The next morning we awoke to the owner swinging the office door open, cussing us out, I jumped up and we both dressed fast, Benny grabbed the sheets and ran out telling me not to worry, Jack was really OK and he’ll get over it as long as I clean his office, it was only 9am but we sat at the bar while Jack the owner gave us some drinks, he truly was OK with it to my surprise, I go back often to see Benny and Jack only now we go to mine or his place  after the fact. Who knows if something will develop here but I think Benny has a thing for me because he calls me often as I do him.