"I was hoping you guys would want to stick around."
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's hand brushes your ass, giving you a quick squeeze.
You nod.
"We could stay a while longer," the older delivery man says, stepping a little closer to you. "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 two men share a look, their lips curling in slow smiles.
"Well, shit," the Italian says. "Why didn't you say so?" He steps closer, and you're standing pretty tightly between the two delivery men, the hairy stud in front of you, the gray haired stud behind you.
"How old are you?" the gray haired man asks you, his trim goatee tickling your ear.
You tell him.
"Damn," he says, pressing against your back - you feel the hardness of his cock against you. "I could be your father."
"Or grandfather," the Italian smirks, and leans against you, giving you a long kiss. His tongue intrudes into your mouth, and you can feel he's just as aroused as the older delivery man - the Italian's cock presses against your stomach through his brown polyester uniform.
"So," the Italian says, after ending the kiss. "What can brown do you for?"
You say...
