Working With Pleasure

Chapter Two: Bathroom Break

WARNING: NOT EDITED

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**warning, sexual content ahead**

-Alex-

"Fuck!" I whispered under my breath as I stared at my reflection bouncing off the cleanest mirror of the nicest public bathroom I ever had the luck of stumbling into. Literally the handles for the sink seemed to be gold plated perched above a deep pristine porcelain bowl and looking about the big spacious room, even though it was meant as a room for people to piss, it had a bathroom attendant and faint music.  This bathroom screamed money and elegance. And here I was staring at the blot of mustard on my five dollar tie. My inky black hair fell into my blue eyes and I grimaced as I jerkily loosen the tie and pulled it off adjusting my monkey suit self consciously. The suit I borrowed from Chris still smelled new, he said he wore it to a wedding once, and uncle Mike told me I had to dress accordingly if I wanted this internship.

Hell yeah I wanted it. It would changed everything.

I looked closely at my chin noting the bit stumble there that I must've missed this morning when I shaved. I thought to how Chris kissed that particular spot this morning before I left. That ass. He could've at least said something. I smirked like I always did when I thought about my best friend. 

We were friends in high school and one night after a party at mutual friends house, I woke up with him sucking me off. I blinked in surprise and his blue wide eyes looked up at me, his lips still wrapped around me. I didn't think of myself as gay by any means but with the slight buzz I had and also taking in consideration on how good he was at it, I met his gaze and shrugged. The next morning he avoided me always shooting me these timid looks acting more like a shaky chihuahua than the seductive Chris he was that night. So one day I pulled him up to my room and told him to get that stick out of his ass and fuck me. 

He more than happily obliged. We fooled around a couple times after that but decided we'd be nothing more than buds seeing as I wanted to explore my sexuality more than what he could give me. College was fun times but I never dated girls or guys exclusively. It wasn't something I was into. 

When Chris got serious with his boyfriend Otto, they always joked about how I'd probably never settle down and they were probably right. I was twenty four and wasn't looking for any of that love dovey bullshit if I was being quite honest with myself. Otto pulled me to the side a month ago and handed me a card telling me to call that number if I was looking for something...new. Something different. He told me he was referred there by a friend before he met Chris, said he didn't need it anymore. That was when I met Him.

I gave a small gasp as I felt the sudden tightness in my pants and discreetly looking down I frowned at the tent between my legs. Glancing sideways at the bathroom attendant, I noted the kid had to be around twenty at the most and was bobbing his head slightly to the music playing in his blue ear buds. Sighing in relief for small blessings I hurried to the stall and locked the door behind me. Slipping my pants down I grabbed myself and I shuddered as I grew harder and sat down as my knees wobbled.

'Spread your legs and stroke yourself nice and slow,' I heard Him whisper softly in my ear in that commanding voice that sent chills down my spine every time. 

"Yes," I obeyed and and moved my hand at a slow and steady pace. I titled my head back remembering the feel of His bare sweat slicked chest on my back as He slammed into me, pinching and pulling and twisting at my nipples. I moaned softly as I felt them pebble against my shirt, the cloth material rubbing them in time with my movements. 

'Faster,' He growled now and I nodded practically feeling His hot breath on the back of my neck. I couldn't stop the pants and moans that echoed in the bathroom as my fist moved faster, my thumb pressing against my slit already gleaming with precum. 

"Ugnh...ahh," I breathed and waited. I always had to wait. My stomach dipped dangerously but I had to wait...my hand moved even faster and I whimpered from the strain.

'Now!' He ordered at last as I groaned long and hard as I felt myself release finally. 

Struggling to catch my breath I noticed I was in a public bathroom getting off on the mere memory off Him. I looked at the mess that somehow got on the door and waited for the regret or shame to hit me but it never came.  I grinned instead. Taking that card was the best decision I made in a long time.

Taking some time to do my best to clean up as best I could, I walked out the stall and soaped my hands and washed them throughly feeling more relaxed then when I first came in. 

"T-towel sir?" I blinked at the boy who earbuds were swinging from his shirt, his cheek flaming. I grabbed the towel and wiped my hands tossing it back to the boy who blushed even harder and I strode over to his tip jar dropping a twenty in there and grabbed a mint. I straightened my suit and headed toward the door throwing the kid a wink as I headed out to my interview.

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