Mario begged me to take him to a gay bar. Somewhere he would feel comfortable being seen in public with me. He wanted to go somewhere where he wouldn't be judged for exploring his gay side. I had been to a couple gay bars and I always hated it. It was always so weird for me. I was still exploring my own gay side, and I usually didn't fit in. After a bit of research I found a small gay bar at the edge of downtown.
It wasn't like the other gay bars that I had explored in the past. A small neon sign flashed in front of the bar it read 'Blue Collar'. I guess it was pretty obvious what type of men would be in this bar. The bar smelled like sweaty men and cigarettes. Most of the men looked like regular working class guys.
It was so refreshing how comfortable everyone was with each other. Guys danced with their partners and made out with each other. I was so scared someone would see us. Some of the more confident men went shirtless on the dance floor. My eyes lit up as beads of sweat dripped between their shirtless sweaty bodies. I loved watching these manly men dance away.
We grabbed a small booth at the side of the bar, doing our best not to attract any attention. I guess slamming back a few tequila shots helped us relax a bit. We slowly made our way to the dance floor, glancing around nervously. We were so scared someone would catch us in a gay bar.
It was the first time I kissed Mario in public. Nobody on the dance floor paid attention to us, they were too busy with each other. I guess we stuck out a bit because we were the only ones wearing shirts.
I held Mario's sweaty hands, as we slow danced to 80's pop music. My eyes fell on the beefy shirtless guy sitting alone at the bar. He was the only one sitting in the empty row of steel stools along at the bar. He was chatting with the bartender while he slowly drank a cold beer.
I glanced quickly at his clean shaven chest and big beefy belly. He had a bald head and a small brown goatee. He was so hot! I couldn't believe how much his body turned me on. Sure he looked like a truck driver, or maybe a construction worker. But he was really hot to me. I continued kissing Mario, peeking out at the man at the bar.
He slowly drank his beer and watched the gay porn playing on the small screen above the bar. I couldn't believe they played porn inside the bar. The porn was actually pretty hot. It was a bunch of leather clad guys banging each other with their massive cocks. Our eyes met for a brief moment. I quickly got back to dancing with Mario pretending nothing had happened. I didn't want him to catch him staring at me.
We eventually got tired from dancing and drunkenly stumbled back to our empty booth. After a few more cold beers I badly needed to pee. I didn't see the guy sitting at bar, I figured it was getting late at he must have left. I nervously stumbled to the bathroom behind the bar, worried someone would see me in a gay bar.
The shirtless guy from the bar was taking a massive piss in the urinal right next to mine. His body was so sweaty I could smell him next to me. I loved his sweaty smell, it was so hot.
Holy shit! I couldn't believe how big he was. I quickly glanced down at it. It poked out like beer can through his open jean zipper. I was praying he didn't catch me looking.
He guided my hand and made me squeeze it as he finished peeing. We slowly stroked his warm massive cock up and down together. He smiled at me as he got hard in my sweaty palm. I was amazed at how big and thick it was. I got on my knees and quickly sucked him off, barely fitting half of him in my mouth. He grabbed my head and shoved it in and out of my mouth.
I nervously glanced up at his sexy brown eyes as I sucked him off under his round belly. He pulled back and quickly stroked himself up and down on my tongue. I couldn't believe how fast he shot his warm load inside my mouth.
I stood and quickly left the washroom, the taste of him all over the inside of my mouth. I was so hard I could barely walk back to the booth. I kissed Mario on the lips, not sure if I should tell him what just happened. I wonder if he could taste it on my lips.
The man from the bathroom sat back at the bar and stared at us kissing. He grabbed his beer and came to our booth. He sat across from me next to Mario. I turned bright red. What if he tells Mario what a little slut I am? What if he tells Mario I just met him, and he came in my mouth?
He explained he was a regular at the bar. He had a wife and kids but they were out of town this weekend so he was able to escape. He explained that we shouldn't worry half the people in the bar were married men and had their own families.
He started gently rubbing Mario's pant leg as we continued chatting over a few more cold ones. I couldn't believe I was jealous seeing another man reaching for Mario. I felt myself getting rock hard as we turned towards Mario, and the three of us kissed each other on the lips.
