Fucking at Tally Whacker's

Tally Whacker‘s is this restaurant and bar that opened up on Lemon Avenue here in Dallas. The idea was like a Hooters restaurant except for gay guys. There were scantily clad guys serving pretty good food and drinks. All of the servers and bartenders were really good looking ripped bodied boys. All they wore were these  little tiny gray spandex shorts that left very little to the imagination. You had to have a great body to work at this place and I suspect they wouldn’t hire you if you didn’t have a big cock. So they opened with a lot of fanfare and press, local and national as well, so a good friend and I decided to go see for ourselves. We were greeted at the front door by this nearly naked beautiful boy wearing nothing but those skimpy little shorts and a vest and bow tie. His rippling hard abbs were a site to behold to say nothing of the big bulge in those shorts. He took us to a booth and told us our server, Derik would be with us soon. The place was a lot nicer than I’d expected as was the menu. Then comes our server. Holy fuck was he hot. A little hunk of manhood walked up and said 

“Hi, I’m Derik I’ll be serving you today.” 

Once again another gorgeous young guy, and barely any clothes on at all. Just a little pair shorts and shoes. We were looking around at the beautiful guys everywhere you look walking around taking care of customers and enjoying all the big floppy cock bouncing up and down in flimsy shorts. So a good time was had, the food was rather good also so we made a note to come back. Nothing happened that evening but things were soon to change. A couple of weeks later I find myself in the same neighborhood in the middle of the day. A little bit past lunchtime but I hadn’t eaten yet and I decide to pull in to the restaurant and try out some lunch. I walk in and the place is virtually empty. A table of women off to the side we’re finishing up. An elderly couple of guys were sitting at a booth on the opposite side. They were really scoping out the hunky server that was helping them. The guy I had a great big dick in his shorts and it was obvious. At one point the older guys flagged him down for their check and he disappeared around a corner to print it up. From my vantage point I could see him in the wait station. He reached in his shorts and fondled his cock into a simi-hard on as he pinched his nipples into stiff peaks and readjusted his shorts then walked slowly back to the waiting couple and presented the check. I thought one of the old guys was going to fall out of his chair when he spotted the huge pulsing bulge in the front of those shorts!  You could make out the head of his cock under the thin fabric. They could hardly look up from his thinly covered cock and I was nearly killing myself to keep from laughing out loud. This was the best show I’d seen in ages, great food and a beautiful man and then this. I was in heaven. He stood and chatted with them a little bit so they could stare at his cock. He was really working for a tip big time and I’m sure he got it too. The guys paid and soon left but not before they nearly tripped over each other as they were getting out the door and looking back over shoulders for one last look. About that time he walks back over to me and see’s the glee in my face as I start laughing. 

“I saw that! Oh my god, that was the funniest thing I’ve seen in a long time. You just made my day.”

“What can I say, it’s slow on the day shift and I got to do something to get the tips up”

“Well, from the looks of thing's, you got more that the tips up on that one. Did they tip you well?”

“Sure did, nearly 50% tip on that one. The older guys are easy to work.”

“Well I loved the show myself, it was worth nearly choking to death to see the reaction when you walked out with a hard on”

“That wasn’t a hard on, I was just a little fluffy. If I was completely hard, these shorts wouldn’t hide a thing”

“Ok, now that I would like to see!” I laughed. 

“I’ll have to show you some time” he smiled and winked at me. He was laughing as was I so I really didn’t put much stock in his words. I paid my tab and gave him a hardy tip and headed out on my way with a stupid grin on my face. 

A week or so later I stop in agin for lunch and I get the same hung hunky waiter, and I couldn’t be happier. His big smile and big greeting were followed by a big hug. What gay man doesn’t love to get a big hug from nearly naked man with a big cock? He’s such a hot looking guy, tall and built with creamy dark skin that looks like rich caramel and a fabulous accent. His mother was West African and his dad was British, raised in England but came to America when he came out because his parents cut him off. So here he is in Dallas, TX waiting tables in a gay restaurant and bar but he’s not complaining, he makes great money. He told me his name but it was something African and I had hell saying it so he told me,

“Call me “G”, that’s what everyone calls me. Saves a lot of time explaining” 

G takes me to his section and get’s my drink, he even remembered what I liked, asked if I wanted the same thing I had last time or did I want a menu. I love it when a server remembers me and makes me feel welcome. I ate and we chatted as he worked, it was quite again so I wasn’t taking away time for another customer. I paid my bill and left. I headed of on my rounds and stopped in to the shoe repair only to find I left my wallet on the table when I paid my check. I called them and G answered the phone saying,

“I have your wallet, I saw your name come up on caller ID. See me when you come in, it’s safe” 

I drove back and ran in. 

“Hey G, I’m back. Thanks for taking care of it for me “

“Have it in my locker in back. Come with me” 

As we stepped to the back, he told the bartender he was taking a break and would be back soon. We went through the kitchen to the little dressing/locker room. He unlocked he locker and handed me my wallet. 

“I can’t thank you enough. I never do stupid shit like this. What can I do to repay you?” 

“I can think of one way...” he grins down at me and grabs his bulging shorts. 

“If you’re interested, that is”

“Are you kidding me? I’ve wanted to suck your cock since I met you. I just didn’t think you’d be into me”

“Look, you’re always nice to me and treat me like a human being and not just a piece of meat. You’ve never hit on me or said anything crass. I can tell you’re interested because I’ve caught you looking. Besides all that, I like your look and I’m guessing you know what to do. So wanna help me out with this?”

“Isn’t this a little out in the open? I mean you work here, aren’t you afraid of getting caught and fired?”

“Are you kidding me? I doubt we have a server or bartender one that hasn’t ether sucked or fucked in this place. Between the employees and customers, we have a lot of cock action happening here sometimes.”

He’s pulled down those little shorts and they’re in a puddle at his feet. Nothing on but a cock ring, shoes and a hard on, I drop to my knees and take his uncut cock down my throat. I’m sucking that cock and doing a great job of deep throating him too. I’m sucking him and he has my head in his hands and starts face fucking me. 

“Dude, can I fuck you?” he pulls out of my throat so I can answer. I look up at him and smile.

“If you want it, it’s all yours. Total bottom, love it up my ass”

“I kinda figured you might be. Take your clothes off” 

I start tripping off my shirt and shorts and soon I’m naked except for my tennis shoes. 

“What if someone comes in?”

“Ether you get more than me or they watch or give us some privacy, what ever you want”

“Fine with me as long as I get that up my ass” pointing to his hard cock. I turn away from him and he pushes my legs further apart, pushes me forward against a shelf and squats down and starts rimming my ass out good. He’s so deep up my ass with that talented mouth and soon I’m wide open and he jams a few fingers in me to open my ass even more. Standing up, he slowly slips his huge cock in me as he fingers slip out. 

No condom, no lube just determination and willpower. 

“Fuck, this looks so fucking hot. Your creamy white ass swallowing my big black cock. You can really take a fuck!”

He’s slowly pumping in and out of me. Pulling all the way out and then popping back in me. Sometimes slow sometimes fast.

“I love cock up my ass and I take as much as I can find. I bet you get a lot a ass around here”

“You know it, slut boy. Many guys have walked out of this place with my load deep in there ass”

“To fucking hot. So, I’m gonna get that load up my ass?”

“You’re a nasty little fucker. I love that. All nice and kind in public and a total cum dump in private”

”You forget, this ain’t private, anyone could walk in and fuck me if you like”

All this talk as I stood naked in a dressing room getting fucked was really turning my crank. His long fat cock is pounding away on my prostrate and I’m about ready to pop a load across the floor. G is picking up pace and slamming me harder and faster. The dirty talk is getting hotter and hotter. I’m in cum slut heaven. Another server, early for his shift walks in as he has just pulled all the way out of me. I look up at him and G rams back in hard and fast as he blows his load deep inside me with a loud grunt and grown. He see’s the new arrival as he’s dumping in me and said,

“Hey Scotty, he just got lubed up. You want some of this?”

“He up for it?”

“Cum dumps are always up for more. Take my place. I gotta wash up and get back on the floor”

G jerks his big cock out of my well fucked hole and Scotty, a tall lean but ripped blond steps out of his shorts and rams his thick dry cock up into my wet juicy cum hole and starts a fast jackrabbit fuck that thankfully didn’t last long and soon I was taking my second load of the day.  Scotty thanked me for the ass as he slapped me on mine, pulled out and a huge glob of cum fell out on the floor between my wide spread legs. We got cleaned up and dressed and I stepped back out into the dinning room and spotted G at the bar talking to the bartender. As I walked up, he turns and grins at me, introduces me to him as his new pussy boy and if he ever wants to try out my ass just to let him know because he has my number. He looks at me as his arm is around my neck. Pulls me in for a kiss on my cheek and whispered in my ear.

“Caller ID, I made note of your number and I wanna fuck you again and I love to share my boys with my friends. I have a feeling you’re gonna be hearing a lot from me.