Sam: is a 25 years old brunette who is 6,4 with a muscular dad bod that’s hairy and is gay
Max: is a 20 year old dirty blonde who is 5’10, muscular and slim, smooth and is straight.
Sam started work at a pub in Blackpool, he only needed to work one shift a week on a Saturday night as he had a different job, every Saturday night it was always him and Max on the bar.
Week 1:
Sam’s first shift at the bar was a learning curve, getting a handle on the till and serving pints. Luckily Max who was younger by 4 years was helping Sam get a hang of everything. Sam found this slightly embarrassing, but was mainly blushing at just how attractive Max was. He had a typical fuckboy attitude and loved talking to Sam and the local customers about the girls he was fucking every weekend. He usually had 2 or 3 on the go at once and this would have normally disgusted Sam but the fact that Max was so hot just made his attitude turn Sam on. Wherever possible Sam would steer the conversation towards these hookups to hear Max talk about sex.
“What about you, how many girls have you had?” Asked Max
Sam knew he could either be honest and risk changing the vibe or lie.
”I’ve not had any girls, as they are not my type exactly” said Sam
“Ohhhh. So you are gay? That’s chill, I have no problem with that, just don’t try anything with me” said Max
Sam was disappointed to hear this but he wasn’t surprised. He was still thinking and fantasising about Max and the more he talked about fucking girls the more turned on he would get. It’s like he was being so over masculine and straight Sam just couldn’t help think it was partially an act.
The Saturday shift died down at 11pm so one of them would leave and one would stay on until 2 or 3 am. Tonight Max said he would do it and let the newcomer go home.
Week 2:
The next week Sam was feeling better about going into work, and he was excited to see Max again. As he walked into the bar Max was already there setting up. He had dirty blonde hair that shone in the lights, some sparse facial hair he was desperately trying to grow. Sam had no idea what his body looked like, he was always wearing hoodies to work so there was no way of knowing if he was ripped or not. Sam’s eyes however were always drawn to Max’s ass, it was a huge bubble butt, always hugged by tight shorts which made it look even bigger. The shorts also allowed Sam to see his big jiggly thighs which were also sparsely covered in blonde hairs, which made Sam hopeful that his arse would be equally hairless. However he knew he would most likely never get to find out.
The shift went pretty standard, with Sam listening attentively to Max’s stories of drugs, sex etc. He felt a bit emboldened to ask some more risky questions.
“So it sounds like you’ve done some pretty messed up things with these girls have you ever….?” Sam makes a finger and gestures an upward movement.
“Oh you mean like a finger up my arse, a girl did it once to me but to be honest it just made my dick soft” said Max
Disappointed with this answer but equally turned on that this straight stud at some point had a finger in his arse Sam said “well she probably didn’t do it right, I means there’s a G spot up there, and if she found it I’m sure you would’ve enjoyed it”
Max thought about this for a second and said “I have mates that love it, and I have no judgement towards them, but for me it does feel a bit bent . But thinking about it. A girl rimmed me once and it was amazing, I loved it, to be honest I came with her tongue in my arse.”
Sam was thrilled with this development. Not that it meant anything, plenty of straight men loved arseplay. But he was just horny imagining Max’s cock pulsing cum whilst his hole was being licked and entered by a tongue. He replied “Yeah that’s fairs, it is an amazing feeling, I just hope one day you are brave enough to search for your G spot.”
”Yeah maybe one day, but I’m still not keen”
Sam stayed late this time and let Max go enjoy his youth, they decided to alternate who stayed til close and who left at 11.
Week 3:
When Sam got to work today he was glad to see Max where a T-Shirt. He could finally make an assumption about his physique now. He looked muscular, his arms were huge with lovely golden tan. Sam just thought himself lucky that there was free entertainment at his shifts. There was plenty more talk about Max’s sex life, which Sam listened to with a smile. When it got to 11pm Max pulled Sam into the storage room.
“Hey you didn’t have any plans for after work tonight did you” said Max
Sam saw where this was going and he did not want to stay late this week, he hated how drunk everyone got and how knackered it made him. So he lied “I actually was going to see a few friends for drinks after, maybe go to a gay club, why?”
”Oh shit, it’s just this stunning 10/10 has just asked me to pick her up, and well I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind letting me go and staying late, I’m begging” said Max in a needy voice which Sam knew he would give into.
”Erm, I don’t know Max, I sure do love hearing about your escapades with these girls. But I do have plans and how are you meant to ever hear about my adventures with boys if I never go meet them” Sam said, still trying to avoid working late, but also seeing how much Max would beg.
“Yeah that’s fairs, it just I’ve been chasing this girl for weeks, she’s so hot, I get a bit horny just thinking about her. Is there like anything I can do to convince you? Like I could do the next three lates if you wanted, I just really wanna go now” pleaded Max.
Sam knew that was a good deal but he decided to push a little further. “Well that’s a nice offer, but you do sleep with enough girls, I feel like a virgin in comparison, surely it’s my turn to chase some ass, and I can’t do that staying here.”
Max thought about this, he knew he was attractive, and he obviously caught glimpses of the way Sam looked at him. He thought in his head about how much he was willing to do for this girl before finally saying. “What about me, would that be good enough”
Sam was confused. “What do you mean”
Max, feeling emboldened by the prospect of this 10/10 girl, said “I’m not gonna do any gay shit, and it obviously isn’t as good as you pulling someone gay and fucking them, but what if I just took some of my clothes of here, you could get your bit of ass for the night, and I can go get mine”
Sam was grinning internally, this was obviously an offer he was buzzing to accept. He just needed to do it coyly. “Erm, are you sure dude? Like yeah that does sound alright with me, I see your logic, but what specifically do you mean, like what are you gonna do, can I touch you?”
Max was already committed now, so he thought why not. He thought for a bit at how much he’s willing to sell himself for this girl. “I’ll show you my ass, and you can touch it. Short and sweet though. Then I get to go get my prize. Is that good enough for you”
“Let me see and touch first, then I’ll let you know” Sam said smirking.
Max checked the bar where no one needed serving before dipping back into the storage room with Sam, “right we don’t have long” he said “so let’s get on with this”
He turned his back to Sam and in one motioned pulled his shorts and his boxers down exposing his ass. Sam took a few seconds, made a mental picture. It was amazing, the power he felt over this straight boy. His ass was juicy, round, a lovely shade of tan almost golden. His ass was covered in peach fuzz, with blonde hairs that were practically invisible. He stepped forward and grabbed a cheek, seeing it jiggle infront of him. He was rock hard in his jeans. He played with Max’s ass for 30 seconds before he decided to push his luck. He bent down a little so his face was level with Max’s gorgeous ass, he grabbed both cheeks at the same time and spread them. Inside was a perfect little pink hole. You could tell that nothing bigger than a finger had ever been in him. It was perfect. Max felt the cold air on his hole and decided that he’d had enough. He pulled his pants and shorts back on, which upset Sam. But Sam knew he’d got very lucky to see his ass in the first place, never mind his hole as well.
Breaking the silence Max said “so am I good to go, was that good enough”
Sam looked at his and saw Max’s face was blushing red. He replied “yeah that was good enough, just one last little thing”
Max sighed “yeah”
”Just promise you’ll try find your G spot by next week, I just think you are missing out on so much pleasure”
Max hated this position he’d put himself in, but he knew it would be worth it for this girl, so he said “yeah okay, I promise”
