When the sweet, straight back-of-the-house cook turns out to be only somewhat sweet and definitely not straight, he gives waiter Jimmy more than he bargained for one drunken night after their restaurant shift.alcohol, authoritarian, big dicks, straight(ish) guys
Hey, man—how’s it hangin? Yeah, you can sit next to me.
That paper for communications class? No, I didn’t do it yet. My girlfriend’ll probably do it for me. Yeah, she’s smart as hell—helps me out all the time. Long as I’m givin’ it to her! You know what I’m talking about.
No, she’s out of town, visiting her parents. So, yeah—no pussy for a couple days. What’re you gonna do.alcohol, big butts, college, muscle, rimming, roommates, shaved butts, straight(ish) guys
It started out casually. I think. It seemed that way for a while, at least; just something we did for fun, something that didn’t mean anything, a goof, a lark. A secret for sure but that was nothing different for us, we’d always been close, always told each other things we wouldn’t tell anybody else.rimming, straight(ish) guys
We did another round of shots. Lee asked me, “Have you ever slept with guys as hot as us?”
“You mean not including Joe?” I said.
“Joe’s not as hot as us,” Mike said, lifting up his shirt to expose his cut abs.
“Fuck, I don’t know. I guess not.”
“That’s what we thought,” Lee said. “So…you want to?”alcohol, big butts, big dicks, muscle, rimming, straight(ish) guys