Temptations [BxBxB] [16+]

7 - Even Rougher Day

He arrived early, the shop not quite open yet. He entered through the back with extra keys he had kept in his pocket from the first shift.

"Hello? Is anybody here?" He called out in question, hoping somebody could direct him to an extra uniform.

Nobody responded. Worry filled his mind. This is only his second shift, he can't run a morning shift alone.

Then somebody walked around the corner, the light sensors triggering on.

Christopher smiles at him. "Good morning; a great thing about working in the mornings is the free coffee."

Ethan felt his heart stop in his chest. He swallowed hard. He opened and closed his mouth like a fish slowly.

"I didn't think it was that exciting?" His gorgeous boss question with a weird look, but move on graciously a few moments later. "Do you have your uniform?"

His eyes scanned Ethan's appearance, then at his empty hands.

"My apartment got wrecked yesterday. Water everywhere. I..uhm.. wasn't able to save much." He stared at his shoes. People can learn lots of things from another's shoes. Christopher's were black and clean, looking to expensive for such an environment. Ethan felt ashamed with his half ripped, very much doodled on, sneakers he wore everyday.

The awkward silence hung heavily in the air before Ethan dared looking up. He fluttered his lashed at the man and bit his lip. "I was hoping to borrow an extra uniform? Or maybe buying one? You can take it out of my paycheck, if you need-."

Christopher's eyes seemed to have darkened. If he looked just right, there was almost lust in them. But there couldn't be?

"Nonsense. Grab one from the back. It wasn't your fault," Christopher directed him to the extra uniforms. "You change, I'll set up the kitchen. It's only us til 9."

Ethan found a size the fit, and quickly changed. He couldn't be more thankful.

The early morning was rough, rushing to grab ingredients and prep ingredients before the rush. When 7 rolled around, the early parents, late assistants, and bratty teens all needed their mocha swirl that second or they would literally die.

To make things worse, he swore his boss was purposely bumping into him. Soft caresses when swapping items, quick rubs against his back and side when passing by, and even a soft squeeze to the ass.

"Excuse me," a petite, blonde girl spoke up from behind the counter. "I asked for no cream, please. I'm lactose."

He frowned at the mistake, grabbed the cup and assured the girl a new drink. Avoiding every dairy product, which wasn't easy, he had remade the girl's order and threw in a small treat.

A leg slid into the space between his, forcing him to swallow roughly. "Don't mind me, E. I'm just refilling."

He had been 'refilling' for the past half hour, constantly stepping into Ethan's space. It was a miracle he hadn't felt the obvious arousal being held there.

"Hi. I asked for this with no cream. Can I speak to someone who doesn't want to kill me?"

The smaller man turned towards the blonde who had yet again returned. "I just remade your cup. There is no cream in it."

"Yet there was. Can I speak to your manager?"

Ethan breathed a frustrated sigh through his nose then turned towards Chris. "I'm going on break."

He removed the apron, and simply walked away from the counter. He grabbed a small bagel and sat outside.

His dick still throbbed pitifully in his pants, Ethan's mind wandering to places it shouldn't. He wasn't going to survive with being tormented like this.

And before his break ended, he had a plan.

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Word Count: 653

What do you think the plan will be? Let me know what you think about the story so far and if you have any fun ideas for the future!

Have a good day/night!

-Alexai<3