Over the next couple of weeks things started to settle into a bit of a routine, my shifts became regular, now the first manic week of term had passed. I worked Tuesday, Friday and Saturday nights, slightly more than I should have done whilst studying full time, but I needed the money and loved the feeling of liberation. Whilst working it was much easier to embrace that part of me that was into guys, I was starting to enjoy that side of myself and working in a gay bar I felt like I could finally be me.
Anyway, Gary was continuing to fuck me when he wanted to, treating me more and more like his dirty little whore, which I loved. He'd order me to get on my knees, so he could fuck my mouth, I was still gagging a little but getting better. I loved his cock -- it was beautiful and filled me magnificently, I was also sleeping with Cammy regularly but that was far more intimate, we often switched bottom top roles depending on mood... he was still the only guy I'd ever fucked.
It was the third week of term, I was working until one a.m., and the flirting with Kamal had gone to another level, Cammy didn't work Friday's and Gary had gone away for a few days to do a course. I guess both of us thought that this was probably the night when we'd finally hookup. The 'flirting' if it could still be called that had gone from brushing against his groin are as he passed; to letting my fingertips run along his cock as he went by. He had graduated from his groin brushing against me, to grabbing my hips and grinding against me. We passed so closely in the corridor that our lips were nearly touching, I could almost taste him. I couldn't wait for my shift to end; I was hungry for him.
"Double vodka and coke, please." Came a female voice, over the music, pulling me out of my daydream.
"Anything else?" I asked automatically, before sharp sting of shock passed through my body, I recognised her from my lectures. The instant reaction of panic, my closet was being ripped open, and this safe place where I could Embrace the cock hungry slut in me had been invaded.
"Oh hey, you're on my course," she chirped warmly.
"Oh yeah," I said trying to sound like I hadn't noticed. "I'm James, well Jimmy, nice to meet you." I extended a hand.
"Annie," she said shaking my hand, "Shame the cute ones are always gay," She added letting out s fake sigh.
"What? Who, me?" incredulous that she thought I was cute. "I'm not gay," I blurted out.
"Oh so you're bi then," She said, with positive interest in her voice. "That's sexy". Flashing a wicked grin at me and holding eye contact until I broke it.
"Er.. really?" Was all I could manage, I didn't know how to handle this at all.
"Two guys....Oh my god!" She sighed rolling her eyes as if it was too much delight. "How much?"
My brain was struggling, it was too much to process. "The what?...erm.. Oh! two pounds twenty," I finally managing to come back back to my senses.
She paid and went back to her group of friends, a flirty look back over her shoulder. She was hot and I'd have loved to hook up with her... But I also wanted cock...And I really couldn't work out which I desired more, something it took a while to come to terms with. She and her friends left after that drink; it was ten minutes from closing. We got on with the clean down procedure, Kamal and I both working flat out to speed it up, and get on with better things.
I'd just finished emptying the mop bucket, down in the cellar and had started towards the door, when Kamal came in, marched straight up to me Forcefully grabbed me, kissing me hard. I kissed back and he pushed ne against the wall, loving every second of this, he wanted, even needed, me so badly. I dropped to my knees, right there in the cellar, and started fumbling at the buttons of his jeans, almost frantically. Finally I undid them, his rock hard cock sprang out. No teasing or messing around; I hungrily took it in my mouth, immediately tasting his precum. My head was bobbing on it with a passion from the get go. All the flirting had really built this up, I started to deep throat him gagging and coughing but continuing on... I wanted his seed. He started twitching, and I knew he was nearly there.
His hands wrapped around my head, his cock pounding into my throat, making me gag and cough. With one massive thrust his load hit my throat, he pulsed in my mouth firing his hot salty seed, for what seemed like an hour. There was so much and I guzzled it down greedily.
Pulling me to my feet he kissed me again, "That was amazing. I'd hoped we'd get to do this."
"I had too, and I hope you'll fuck me one day too. You have a lovely cock, and I can't wait to have it in me." I tried a cheeky grin as I said it.
We left the bar and headed to the club, as we entered Phil, the cute ginger bouncer stopped me, he usually had a flit with me but this time he sounded serious. "Hold up Jimmy, what's up with your eyes? You on something?" his voice was stern but concerned. "They're a bit red and watery."
I could feel myself starting to blush. When Kamal spoke "No, it's not that we just..." he tailed off, most probably feeling it was bad form to discuss it.
I sighed realising the truth was the easiest way to manage the situation. 'My gag reflex and he was a bit rough," Nodding at Kamal as I spoke.
"Waahhaaay!" They both cheered
"Oh, you like it rough?" Phil said in his flirtatious tone.
"A little, I replied meeting his eye," thinking of his muscular frame against me, as he buried himself in me, all that strength controlling me. Still hot from the cellar I could my cock hardening.
We headed to our normal table but were interrupted halfway across the room. "Hey, nice to see you!" came Annies's voice as she walked towards me beaming.
'Hey Annie," I replied. "Didn't expect to see you here,"
"Andy over there is gay, but didn't want come out by himself." She said, Her body extremely close to be heard over the bumping music, but I was already extremely turned and this was pushing me further. "So, you have fun?" She added with a wink.
She'd lost me, "I don't er.. what?" I was perplexed. How could she know anything?
