From The Ashes ...

Is It Scandalous If It's About Me?

'Scuse the political post. I don't normally "do" politics that much, but I've really had quite enough of George W. and his ilk thank you very much. He's turned a country that should be a leader on many fronts into a colossal joke internationally. More important, he and his administration don't have what's best for it's citizens at the forefront of their decisions. All they care about is money. How to keep what they have and make more of it. When profit is your motivation, the people that you have to abuse to make that profit become a secondary consideration at best.

Now bring on the ass-fucking!

Last night. AT WORK! (scandalous!) I see a nice looking semi-drunk very aggressive man around my age all up in the grill of some young twinky Asian/Latino boy. Boy is way out of his league and doesn't even know how to extricate himself from aggressive man's advances so he sits uncomfortably as aggressive man paws at his neck and squeezes his shoulders all the while feeding him an obviously standard set of lines about how open he is to sex and asking for what he wants blah blah blah. Neo has been talking/flirting with boy and sees his distress so he puts his hand on boy's arm and makes some joke about how they're dating and aggressive man is making "them" uncomfortable. I monitor the situation just to make sure aggressive man doesn't take offense and when I'm sure that all is well I move on. Later on I spot aggressive man walking around and I ask Neo if he's OK or just kind of weird. Neo points out that aggressive man is with a "boyfriend" who's within earshot. He reminds me that they have been in before and recounts the story of how they both separately tried to slip Neo their phone numbers. I remember that night completely. The "boyfriend" even stayed behind and flirted with Neo outrageously. This was during the time when my feelings for Neo had crossed over to where I thought I was in love with him so I remember even though nothing happened and I truly couldn't picture Neo getting together with the "boyfriend" I was wildly jealous. I remembered that they were from out of town and come to New York a couple times a year and always stop in to my place.

Flash forward a good hour. I'm in the vestibule in front killing some time saying hello to people at the front door. Also, I'm monitoring some new hookers that showed up over the weekend. 3 in total and they were young and tan and two out of the three were almost impossibly pretty. Usually, this means they're in from out of town. Miami most likely or maybe LA. They ain't local talent for sure. I am amazed at how fast they find work the first night. Literally a half-hour from when they'd arrived and two of them are out the door with tricks. Fresh meat indeed. In any case who should wander up but aggressive man. He shoots the shit a bit and I smile and laugh even though it's not funny. He tells me I have a nice smile and I thank him. He moves in closer to offer me his hand and his name. Do I remember it? Must you ask? Besides any chance I would remember his name are knocked down by the fact that he has been feeding on our bar snacks. Currently a mix of hot salty spicy sticks and sugary squares and peanuts. It's delicious and addictive and gives you the most heinous breath imaginable. So his attempted pass at me was marred by the fact that I had to hold my breath as he got closer. He complimented me again I said thanks again and he moved away.

Jump ahead more and the night is winding down. The back bar is closed, I've set the alarm down the street, everything up till now that can be counted has been, so I'm now enjoying a cocktail and hanging out at the front bar. There's a smattering of people left that are flitting back and forth across the street (another gay bar) as well as off duty employees. I'm with Neo when aggressive man comes over. He talks to Neo for a bit then to me than gets this look on his face and puts an arm around me. Neo says something about pulling him away and gets up from the bar and starts to walk away. Neo turns to me and makes some crack about me looking like "a deer in the headlights." I find it a curious remark as I am feeling two things at the time: supreme confidence and profound horniness.

"What do you mean deer in the headlights? He's the one who's in danger here."

Neo laughs. And I've lit a fire under aggressive man.

"I'm in danger am I?"

"Did I stutter?"

"I just wanted to make sure I heard you right."

"You did."

With that aggressive man starts rubbing my shoulders and sqeezing my arms. Then he sort of covers my mouth and shoves part of his hand into my mouth and rubs it against my face. It's a classic porn move I know he's seen on a tape at some point. It's kind of hot but I think he uses it too soon. I just look at him as if to say "I'm not impressed. What else?" More rubbing and more of the palm over/in mouth stuff. So I bit him. Not in a nasty I want to hurt you way. In a you put things in my mouth I bite them way. He let out a little moan and I knew I had him. He kissed my neck and then he had me. By now we had the whole side of the bar to ourselves so when he started reaching down to my ass and then pulling my shirt un-tucked I decided to let him. He finally managed to find skin and then slowly worked his way down the crack of my ass till he found my hole. I felt him press a finger to my hole and wiggle it around a bit. He worked his hand free and then looked me right in the eyes.

"Taste it" I said.

He did. And then put his wet fingers in my mouth. I sucked them in.

"Mmmm."

"You are a pig, aren't you?"

"Is that a complaint?" I said.

"Oh no, baby I like you."

With that, he moved in to kiss me.

"Not in front of the kids" I protested.

"What?"

"I can't. Not out here like this."

And then I did let him kiss me, at least a little. Ok more than a little. But I was intensely uncomfortable as in spite of all this I hadn't quite made a spectacle of myself yet. So it was a few back and forth stolen kisses with a lot of tongue and every time he got too heavy I backed him away. I wasn't sure where this was going or rather how far I planned on letting it go until he stopped to take a swig of my drink. Then he leaned over immediately to kiss me. And spit it back into my mouth. We were gonna fuck. And I was totally boned up. A fact he realized as he brushed the front of my pants. He immediately jammed a hand down the front of my pants when he realized there was a prize inside. He grabbed my cock.

"Oh man."

"You need to come with me," I said.

"Where?"

"Someplace more private."

"O.K. I follow you." Did I mention he was Latin? Did I even have to bother?

As I saw it, I had two choices. The liquor room or my office. The liquor room would have been infinitely more spacious but I had seen Neo go downstairs and while I wasn't feeling the least little embarrassed about my escapade I didn't want to have to run past him nor did I want to have everyone from upstairs run downstairs as my bar gets robbed while I'm in the basement fucking. Besides, there was something truly tawdry about my office. And this was a truly tawdry moment. So I opened my office and let him in and then spun around and planted the hottest wettest most aggressive kiss I could plant on this man. All the while pressing myself and my hard cock into him. He started moaning and groaning and I put my hands around his neck and squeezed a little and then I grabbed a handful of his ass. He started fumbling for my belt while simultaneously pulling down his trackpants. He finally managed to work my cock free and we kissed some more while jerking each other off. Unfortunately, I think he may have drank too much to get totally hard but he was a respectable 6+ uncut inches. I on the other hand was totally hard and he hurriedly sucked my cock.

"Fuck, yeah."

"Nice cock."

"Suck it, yeah."

I let him work me for a while as he sucked me like a champion. It felt great but I wanted to get some meat of my own. After a few minutes I pulled him off me and lifted his shirt up. He wasn't buff but he was slim with a little beer gut and nicely shaved in the places that matter. He was half hard and I wanted to see if I could get him all the way. I was thinking about getting fucked. It's been far too long. I have to admit, I'm sorely lacking in experience with uncut men. I mean, I know what to do in general but I'm far from a foreskin aficionado. Still, either he liked what I was doing or he's just a moaner but I seemed to do allright although again, not totally hard. I stood up to kiss him again and more jerking off. Then he turned around and grabbed a handful of wall. I moved up behind him as aggressive man tried to shove my cock in. I pulled away and then figured what the hell. It's there. It's butt. Let me eat some. So I started kissing and biting his butt starting at the yin/yang tattoo in the small of his back and working down to his hole. His moaning told me what I needed to know. He had a great butt and a hot hole that was just dank enough without crossing over into dirty and I made a pig of myself. I stood up again and again he tried to shove my cock in him. Now I wanted to fuck.

"Wait."

I reached in to my knapsack knowing full well there's always condoms and lube in there. A lady is always prepared. I tear open a rubber and pop it on and lube it up a bit and then add spit for good measure. He takes my entire cock all at once. To my credit, he does groan once it's all the way in. His ass feels fucking great as he starts to ride me all by himself. I pull him all the way on me and hold him there so he can get that filled feeling. Then I start to fuck him. Fucking great. Really great. Then I catch our reflection in the mirror, both partly clothed, him moaning, my cock up his ass, my face furrowed. It's filthy, the exhibitionist in me is getting off too. I won't last long. I pull out and pull off the condom. Again he goes right back to sucking me.

"Fuck man, I'm gonna cum."

He responds by sucking harder. He wants it. I oblige. He swallows. And he doesn't stop till he gets it all. It's fucking hot. He finally pulls off my dick and looks up at me, panting. I bend over and jam my tongue down his throat. I can taste my own cum. He doesn't seem to be interested in shooting a load himself or I would be happy to assist him. He seems happy trading kisses and biting nipples which I go along with until I give the universal ass slap "we're done" signal. He gets it and pulls his pants back on.

"I have to shut down the bar."

I think he was looking for a more to come invite but please, I was horny and fucked a horny drunk guy who's name I can't remember. He knew it too. We played a little grab ass out on the floor and in the back bar and then he finally picked up his bag and kissed me good night and told me what a hot man I am. And who doesn't want to hear that from time to time?