Date: Sun, 13 Jan 2002 13:32:21 -0500 From: rfsc48 Subject: my-favorite-bar On my 21st birthday, my friend Don and I decided to have a one drink in every bar in the city of Wilmington. We stumbled into dives that I never knew existed. We did not belong in some bars; they did not speak English or they for bikers or other groups. Last call was at the Golden Greek. I had passed by it when I went to lunch. During the day, it catered to the workers in the offices in center city. But at night it changed clientele; it became a gay bar. I had never been in one before. Guys were dancing with their partners or just with some lucky guy off 'the meat rack'; it was a bleacher-type bench on one side of the bar. I was not out then so never would have ventured there alone. It excited me just to be there. I noticed a flyer on the wall which advertised an upcoming dance contest. I love to dance. A few weeks later, I was to meet a few friends at the Greek. My buddy Don showed up with a friend visiting from New York City. I am a rather tall guy with a nice body; I work out a lot. Not everyone was there to dance!!! The three of us, however, were all having a blast. Don's friend Tom was about 22 years old, natural blonde, 6'2", extremely handsome and had abs that guys would die for. His thighs were like tree trunks. A bartender who had befriended me on my initial visit, told me that he wanted to fuck my butt silly. He also said that the relief bartender also wanted to get in on the action. I thought he was just yanking my chain. I told him I'd consider it if he got me drunk enough. Since I don't usually drink because of my dancing, I thought I was safe. This night the two bartenders were at different ends of the bar, but they had been in contact with each other about my butt being there. Don, Tom and I danced together, so after the other patrons drifted off the dance floor, we had it to ourselves. Another record was played just for us. We danced, danced, danced, danced, and danced -- all the while the bartenders kept sending us drinks. We were hot and thirsty, so I gulped them down without thinking much it. The bartenders were also thrilled to have Tom in the bar too and were also scheming to get into his pants. The bar was packed. Guys were packed to the rafters. The three of us decided to take a break after our dance marathon. Tom was leaning against the bar and I was standing in front of him. He asked me to help him remove his soaked tight t-shirt. I didn't want to because I knew it would expose more of his beautiful hard body and I'd start getting hard. But who am I to argue? We got his shirt off and I stood directly in front of him. He put his huge hands on my shoulders and pulled me close to him. Tom then started massaging my shoulders and arms and worked his way down to my butt. The music was throbbing; and so was my cock. One of the interested bartenders sent us two more drinks. Don was talking to a friend, nearby. Tom turned me around and pressed my back against his hard stomach and whispered in my ear, "I wanna eat and fuck your hole". He then thrust his hard cock, still inside his brief and Levi's against my back. I could feel the size of it going up my spine. He kept grinding, to the music. There were so many guys in this bar that no one was really noticing what was going on, except the bartender behind us. Then I turned around, faced Tom and wrapped my arms around this hard handsome blonde 22-year-old and buried my face into his chest. I licked the sweat from his blonde hairy armpits and could feel his hard cock against my stomach and chest. Although is was still confined in his jeans, it was that hard. I noticed a wet spot around his crotch because his cock was leaking pre-cum. That was it. I thrust my hand down the front of his Levi's and worked my fingers under his sweat soaked briefs. I started feeling his hard thick cock and fingers roamed through his pubic hairs. I exposed the tip of his cock through the top of his jeans and started stroking it. The precum oozed out. I ran my fingers over his cock head, then licked the nectar off. Tom went wild. At this point he noticed a couple of guys staring at us so he turned me around so that my back was against his chest and stomach again. I moved about an inch away so that I didn't feel his stomach against my back. About 30 seconds later, with the music still pounding and the bar still packed, he pulled me against him again. This time, I reached back and unbuttoned his jeans. I took that huge fucking cock into my hand and started rubbing it against my bare back. At this time Don came up and started talking to me. "Don", I said, "I'm going to jack-off Tom right here." Don looked and saw the huge hard cock in my hand. "Stand to the side of us so no one can see." He stood to our side. Tom kept thrusting, with slow powerful grinds, against my back and hand. I wanted that cock in my mouth and in my butt. But there was nothing I could do now except let him shoot on my back. Tom's muscles were tightening. The time for that hot white explosion was getting closer. I trying to stand firm, but some fucking ass-hole bumped into me and I about fell over. Tom had his eyes closed and cut loose with the a loud yell and shot his load. His climax was exposed to about 10 panting guys who had just witnessed the most gorgeous guy in the bar, with the most gorgeous body and cock shoot his load. In my half bent over position because I was trying to keep my balance, some of his load shot on my ass cheeks -- some on the floor -- some on a guy in front of us. As his cum dripped down my cheeks, I reached behind me with my hand and I licked it from my fingertips. As I regained my composure, the two bartenders were standing behind the bar with their cocks in their hands and said in unison, "We're next!" I became a regular at the Greek's until the city asked the bar to relocate. Seems as though the mayor thought that it detracted from the downtown business district. Funny, I thought it was an asset to the city.