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After Hours
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After Hours I took a job as a bartender when I moved back to my hometown. It was a quick, easy job to get while I decided what to do with the rest of my life. I remember the first time I met Rob. He came in one night after he got off work, a second shift office job where he had to wear dress clothes and a tie. He looked so hot, and he thought the same of me. I knew this because his first words were, “Thank God they finally hired a good looking bartender.” We started dating and on the weekends, he would stay until closing time and help me shut the bar down and lock up. Most nights we would leave and grab a room at a cheap<b> motel </font></b>nearby. But one night, we planned to stay a little longer in the second floor part of the bar, where we would not be noticed and the building would look empty. We had one light on that made it just bright enough for us to see where we were going and not trip over anything. We started kissing and undressing each other and we wound up against the pool table. We took turns sucking each others’ cocks. Rob stood back up after sucking my cock and said, “I want to fuck you on the pool table.” That had always been a fantasy and I was glad he was into it. “I want you to fuck me on the pool table,” I told him, and used my hands to push me up to a seated position on the edge of the pool table. Rob pushed me onto my back and slid me farther toward the middle of the table, before jumping onto the pool table and positioning himself between my legs. He grabbed our cocks and started stroking both of them together. His cock was rock hard and he released his grip and grabbed my legs, lifting them in the air and spreading them. I took hold of my legs for him so he could guide his cock in my tight ass. He entered slowly, allowing me to relax and take it comfortably. “Fuck me,” I said. “Fuck me hard.” He picked up the pace and started pounding his cock into my tight ass. I could feel his balls beating against my ass and he rammed me harder and deeper. “What’s going on here?” a voice said from the back corner of the room. Rob pulled out and I rolled over onto all fours and stared at the approaching figure. It was Matthew, one of the owners of the bar. I was sure he had seen my car parked outside and decided to investigate. “I’m so sorry,” I started to try and explain, but as he walked closer I could see that his rock hard cock was sticking out of his unzipped pants. “Mind if I join you?” he asked. He hopped up on the pool table and eased his cock into my mouth. Rob returned to fucking me doggy style. I could tell that the two of them had leaned in toward each other to exchange a few kisses before both returned to their upright, mouth and ass pounding positions. Rob came first and let out a moan as he exploded inside me. Matthew came a minute later, shooting one of the biggest loads I had ever had down my throat. Rob reached around and began stroking my cock and soon I was shooting my load all over the pool table. Matthew got off of the pool table and began walking back toward the stairs. “You’re paying for the cleaning the pool table needs,” he said with a laugh. “Lock up when you leave.” |
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𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔰
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mmmm...that was hottt...
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6/16/2018 9:21 pm |
Damn that sounds really hot! Wish I could have been there.
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Hot as fuck.I would have nailed both of ye as well. 
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1 post 12/9/2019 8:21 am |
That was hot
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