Date: Thu, 17 Jul 2008 03:07:46 -0400 From: A. Nonymous <goodapplebuddy@hotmail.com> Subject: Working Hard 6 Disclaimer: Don't read this if you know it isn't what you're looking for. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. "I need another bottle of Cuervo" Mike said as he strode into the office. On this particular night he was tending the bar instead of managing. Leah, the manager on duty, was watching the office computer with a look of glee as Mike entered. Curious at what Leah was so excited about, Mike looked over her shoulder to discover her watching the feed from the restaurant cameras. The cameras were a recent addition to the restaurant that caused quite a bit of hubbub since at any given moment one could be watched by any manager, including the big, bad, regional manager. Leah switched from the overview which had tiny shots from all over the restaurant to a single feed from the camera on the back dock. On the back loading dock was Tyler, breaking down cardboard boxes nonchalantly. "I dared him to moon the camera. I'm waiting for him to do it," Leah explained to Mike. "I've been watching for a couple minutes, but I don't think he'll do it." "He'll do it. Tyler never backs down from a challange, especially when it's mooning," said Mike. Just when Mike thought that maybe Leah was right, Tyler with one swift motion, bared his gorgeous ass to the camera. Mike was taken aback; he had always admired the way Tyler's tight bubble-butt was hugged by his grimy kitchen jeans, but being the perpetual bottom in their secret relationship had driven any idea of penetrating the deep reaches of Tyler's ass from Mike's head. Yet, with Mike's unexpected view of Tyler's beautiful ass, Mike realized a sudden and enourmous urge to fuck the hell out of that gorgeous man's ass. ***************************************************************************** It was later at night. The restaurant had finally closed. As was the usual tradition for a long and stressful night, Mike had made cocktails for the rest of the closing crew and himself. He sat down at one of the few tables out of view of the cameras and took a sip from his pomegranate margarita. Nearly everyone was engrossed in a game of cards except Robbie, who was talking to the new broil cook at the far end of the table, and Tyler, who was sitting next to Mike. Taking the garnish off his pomegranate margarita, Mike gave the cherry to Tyler. "Here, you've always had my cherry. Now may I have yours?" Tyler mulled over what Mike had said, immediately picking up on the double entendre at play. Reaching a decision, Tyler placed his cherry on the table in front of Mike. Mike picked up the sweet fruit and savored it. ***************************************************************************** Sequestered in Tyler's bedroom, the two began to passionately kiss like there was no tomorrow. Mike felt Tyler's rough stubble rub against his own face as they tongued each other's mouths. They broke apart as Mike pulled Tyler's dirty kitchen tee over his head. Tyler did likewise with Mike's bartending polo. Not wanting to waste any time, they ditched their pants, so that Tyler's hard 9 inches and Mike's hard 7 were both ready for action. Grabbing Tyler's delicious manmeat, Mike lowered himself to his knees so that he could partake of the mouth-watering cock before him. Licking up the underside of Tyler's cock, Mike sucked the head for just a moment as his hands explored Tyler's relatively smooth and toned body. After a little tonguing of the piss-slit, Mike relaxed his throat muscles and allowed the familiar love lollipop to penetrate his mouth further. Tyler moaned with pleasure. Mike knew nothing like a blowjob could get Tyler ready for the new experience that awaited him. Tyler pulled Mike off his dick and pushed him back on the bed. Tyler climbed on to the bed himself and leaned over so that he could take Mike's cock into his mouth. He began to reciprocate the service Mike had just performed on him (though not quite as skillfully). Meanwhile, Mike reached over the the nightstand and picked up the lube. Not wanting to waste to opportunity of having Tyler's nearly hairless ass positioned into the air. Mike drizzled some lube onto his fingers and began to massage the area around Tyler's tight pucker. Slowly, Mike inserted his index finger into Tyler's tight virgin ass, meeting great resistance. Tyler paused in his slurping for a moment to moan as Mike's fingertip hit his pleasure button. Mike continued to work Tyler's ass for a moment before inserting a second finger. As the second finger spread his hole open wider, Tyler arched his sexy v-shaped back. Mike gave Tyler a moment to get acclimated to the feeling, then removed his fingers. It was time to fuck Tyler rotten. Tyler, realizing the moment had come, mounted Mike so that he was straddling Mike's thin, toned body. Mike's dick, still moist with Tyler's saliva, was perfectly lined up to break in Tyler's still-tight cherry pucker. Tyler shifted his weight so that the head of Mike's cock pushed against his hole. As slowly as possible, Tyler began to impale himself on Mike's rock-hard dick. Mike moaned in pleasure as his dick became encased in the ass of the hottest man he had ever known. Within mere moments, Tyler's ass had taken Mike's cock to the hilt. Tyler rose, letting Mike's cock withdraw some, and then plunged back down, sending waves pleasure through both him and Mike. Mike, feeling this was enough acclimation for Tyler, began to do what he really wanted: ride Tyler's ass rough. He began fucking Tyler's ass as forcefully as possible, taking Tyler by surprise. In the motion of being fucked, Tyler's hot cock began to bounce up and down, flecking Mike's flat stomach and chest with precum. After several minutes of intense fucking, Mike could barely stand it. He had staved off orgasm for as long as possible, but it was inevitable. With no warning, the end of his cock exploded warm jizz into Tyler's hot ass. This pushed Tyler over the edge. He blew his load all over Mike's sweaty body. To Mike's surprise, Tyler leaned over, the euphoria still etched on his face, and licked some jizz and sweat off Mike. Mike knew at that point that Tyler's second ass-fucking was not something that could wait. ***************************************************************************** Sorry it has been so long since I wrote one of these. To be completely honest, I feel that I've played the characters as far as they can go for now, but I may change my mind later. Let me know what you think should happen.