"I was hoping to play with you," to the Italian delivery guy.
From Create Your Own Story
"You like the blackout nights, eh?" the Italian says, but he's smiling at you.
The gray haired delivery man puts down his cue, and leaves. The Italian wraps himself around you from behind, teasing you with a quick squeeze.
You nod.
"I could stay a while longer," the hairy delivery man says, rubbing your chest. "You a back room boy?"
You blink, not sure what he means, exactly. "Back room boy?"
The Italian chuckles. "You never been to the back room?"
You feel your face blush. "It's my first time here," you admit. "It's my birthday."
The hairy man puts his lips to your ears, and you feel his stubble rough against your cheek. "Well, shit," he says. "Why didn't you say so?" You feel his cock harden against the small of your back.
"How old are you?" he asks you, his stubble tickling your ear.
You tell him.
"Damn," he says, pressing against your back - you feel the hardness of his cock against you. "Young and horny, eh?" His hand slides down your chest and grips your dick through your jeans. You're hard.
"So," the Italian says, against your ear. "What can brown do you for?"
You say...
