The Waiter

Hello! Welcome! I am a little late posting this week due to travel delays. However! Here's this week's story, hope you enjoy it! All characters are mine and over 18 years old.

Skyler had finished his sophomore year at college and arrived home when he decided he was going to drop out. He was 21, had wasted two years at an undergraduate university he discovered he hated and felt utterly directionless.

His mother had begrudgingly agreed to let him move back home on the condition that he find a job right away and didn't "just freeload". Which was rich, coming from her who had leached off his grandparents her entire adult life.

Alan, Skyler's close childhood friend, had helped him get a job as a waiter at The Stag's Head; the restaurant and bar located in the understated but bougie lobby of The Lodge. Alan was more than happy to put in a good word for Sky and his recommendation carried weight since he had been working at The Stag's Head for the last four years.

"We need more waiters," Alan had told Sky when he was complaining about his mother's conditions for moving back in with her. "I can put in a good word for you."

"Thanks Alan," Sky had replied. "I really need this. I can't tell you how much I appreciate it."

Sky had put his hand on Alan's and felt a warm thrill buzz through him. Alan had smiled a little and held his eye contact, cheeks flushing, before speaking again.

"Just... you need to be cool," Alan said hesitantly.

"What... do you mean?" Sky asked, fingers tracing over the back of Alan's hand, setting his heart to a rough beat.

"You know The Lodge is sort of... I mean you know the type of people that visit," Alan said cryptically.

"I mean, I've heard the rumors," Sky had confirmed.

The Lodge was notorious in their small mountain community, assumed to be a hot spot for swingers and poly groups from the nearby city.

"Oh, Sky," Alan had said with a roguish smile. "They're all true."

Sky had been skeptical and truly he hadn't seen anything overt until the day Valerie, the hostess, put a gorgeous couple in his section. A dark-haired woman in the slinkiest, smallest blue dress he'd ever seen, accompanied her auburn-haired husband in pants that left very little to the imagination. Watching them from the wait staff station, blood rushed quickly southward as he stared at them.

"Jesus," he muttered adjusting the swelling in his pants.

Sky closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to think of things that were decidedly unsexy; the taxes he would have to complete this year, explaining to his grandma why he'd dropped out of college, his miserable mother and her hypocritical requirements.

He opened his eyes again, still pondering these serious and boring topics as he looked at the couple again. Luckily, the redirection of his brain seemed to help, his cock softening even as he watched the handsome couple.

Alan walked by at that moment and turned his head towards where Sky stood. His eyebrows were high on his forehead, and he mouthed 'oh my god' tilting his head towards the couple. Sky grinned back at his friend, feeling a pleasant warmth spread through his abdomen. His cock twitched.

"Goddammit, Alan," Sky grumbled, smoothing his hands over his waist apron.

He shook his head, trying to redirect his thoughts again to discourage his arousal. Too much time was passing he had to get to the table soon, or it would be weird. He tugged his apron a bit. With another deep breath, he approached the table where the beauties sat.

"Good evening, folks," Sky said with what he hoped was a charming smile. "I'm Sky I'll be taking care of you tonight."

"Oh!" the woman exclaimed quietly, leaning forward creating an ample view down the front of her dress. "Lucky us!"

Sky let out a small nervous laugh and glanced over at the man. He leaned back in his seat, knees apart, one hand resting on his inner thigh. The outline of his thickening member on brazen display. Sky was alarmed as his own dick thickened further behind his apron.

"Um," Sky's voice cracked, and he cleared his throat quickly. "Uh, can I get you something besides water?"

"I think champagne," the man said stroking lightly, dangerously close to the prominent bulge between his legs. "Four glasses, we've got friends we're meeting."

Holy shit, there's more of them? Sky wondered to himself.

He pulled his notepad from his apron pocket and nearly groaned as it momentarily rubbed over his growing hardness.

"Hah! Um, alright, champagne, four glasses." Sky jotted down the order, desperately trying to ignore the tingling sensation in his balls. "Any particular one?"

"Hmmm," the woman leaned over the menu, her nipples pointed in her thin dress. "How about this one?"

Sky quickly glanced at where she was pointing and wrote it down quickly.

"Excellent," Sky said with a strained smile.

He had never left a table so quickly in his entire life. He put the order in with the bar quickly and went back to the wait staff station where Alan stood tapping in orders from his own tables. His cock twitched again in his pants, and he swore he could feel moisture leaking from his slit.

"God," he grumbled coming up behind Alan.

"Hey Sky," Alan said glancing behind him quickly. "Need this?"

"No, I already stopped at the bar," Sky sputtered out.

Alan looked over at him, noting his flushed and shining face.

"Geez, Sky, are you OK?" Alan asked, looking him up and down quickly, eyes resting on his apron for a split second.

"I'm fine," Sky said somewhat defensively.

He turned from Alan's appraisal and subtly adjusted his crotch, which he found to his embarrassment was much harder than he'd anticipated.

"Hey, I told you, they weren't rumors," Alan said quietly grinning a little, then he turned serious again. He took a step towards Sky, put a hand to his elbow, mouth hovering near his ear. "But you do have to be cool. Can you just chill?"

A jolt of arousal shot through Sky as Alan's warm breath wafted over his ear.

"I can try," Sky sputtered, putting some distance between them.

"What's got you all hot and bothered?" Alan asked as his hand dropped.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Have you seen that couple at my table?" Sky asked with a desperate squeak.

Alan looked over his shoulder at the table. The bartender had taken their bottle of champagne to them, and he saw another couple, just as hot as the first come striding in, waving to them.

"Well, yeah, and it looks like they've got company," Alan said. "Better get back out there and remember, chill, OK? Think about something else."

Sky's eyes bulged as he looked over at the table.

"Yeah, OK," he said a little breathily.

He made his way to the table as the couple's greeted each other. The women embraced, their hands wandering over clothes, one even cupped a hand around the ass of the other.

The men shook hands then embraced, their hands also exploring as they sat down. The new guy essentially draped himself over the shoulders of the auburn-haired man. Finally, the women sat, and Sky shook himself from his haze and went to take care of his table.

It was excruciating waiting on these beautiful people. At one point Sky was pretty sure they were pleasuring each other under the table; they weren't as stealthy as they thought they were. Eventually, Sky got used to his constant half erection and the feeling of his notebook sliding over said arousal. He was simultaneously sad and relieved when they left and immensely grateful that he had a fifteen-minute break after they signed their check.

He logged out for his break and booked it to the staff bathrooms. As he made his way to the restrooms, he allowed his mind to wander to those four beautiful people, his cock grew, depositing generous spots of moisture in his underwear.

Sky went into the small staff restroom and took a stall. His erection was now clearly visible through his pants and waist apron. He untied the apron strings quickly realizing he'd made a big mistake, as aprons were meant to stay out of the restrooms. He grimaced as he hung it carefully on the peg and took his pants down quickly. His cock bobbed out as he pushed his underwear down and dripped onto the floor.

"Shit," he muttered, making a mental note to wipe it up.

But later, not right now, right now he was desperate for release. His fingertips traced over the leaking tip of his dick, spreading precum around his glans and head. He breathed out a long sigh as his cock throbbed out more moisture. He was so distracted by his stroking he didn't hear the door open, or the lock click closed.

"Sky?" Alan said quietly.

Even though his voice was quiet it seemed to ring through in the quiet of the bathroom, causing Sky to flinch in surprise.

"Yeah?" he sputtered out, still holding his hard cock.

Alan walked up to the stall door.

"You OK?" he asked.

"Ye-yeah, I'm good," Sky said.

"Do you... need a hand?" Alan purred.

Sky's cock throbbed again, sending another spattering of precum dripping to the floor.

"What?" he sputtered out.

"If... If you want a hand... or a mouth, I'm willing. You don't have to say anything, just unlatch the door," Alan said.

Sky was frozen for a second. He had to admit his thoughts about his friend lately had been less than platonic, but he had no idea where Alan was at and had simply assumed he was straight since he hadn't said otherwise. He stared at the latch and then reached out and slid the lock open.

Alan pushed the door open and saw Sky standing there, flushed, panting, cock standing rigidly in front of him. Sky studied Alan as well, still clothed but his huge erection clear in his pants. Alan unbuttoned and unzipped his pants shoving them down a bit pulling his hard cock out of his boxers. He licked his palm then stroked himself as he got to his knees in front of Sky.

"What if someone comes in?" Sky asked quietly, running a hand through Alan's sandy blond hair.

"I locked the door," Alan said.

Then he brought his lips to Sky's cock, enveloping the head immediately in the warm wetness of his mouth. Sky's mouth dropped open and he gasped, gripping at the stall door to steady himself.

"Mmmmm," Alan moaned as Sky's cock dripped in his mouth. He held his butt with both hands, massaging the cheeks and pulling them apart.

"Oh, oh god," Sky groaned.

He stared down at his friend as his mouth bobbed over his hard cock. Sky put two fingers into his mouth, soaking them, then brought them around to his asshole. He massaged around his rim and along his perineum.

"Mmm," Alan whimpered.

Sky could feel the vibration of his moans and he began panting and thrusting slowly. He did his best to continue massaging his asshole and taint as well.

"Oh, that feels so good," Sky moaned. Alan gave a whimpering moan again and Sky's hips thrust forward with a rough grunt. "Yeah, fuck don't stop."

Alan let a generous amount of saliva and precum dribble from his mouth over Sky's balls and gathered it on his fingertips. Then his fingers moved Sky's aside and took over the massage of taint and asshole. He slowly pushed a finger into Sky's asshole up to his first knuckle.

"Oh, god Alan," Sky moaned.

Alan pulled his finger out then slowly pressed it back inside, using his other hand to massage Sky's balls. He began to thrust into Alan's mouth, one hand resting at the back of his head, the other gripping his shoulder.

"Keep doing that," Sky grunted, as his thrusting became more rapid.

Alan's eyes teared with the hard thrusts, tapping at the back of his throat, causing him to gag. Sky whimpered at he stared down at Alan gagging on his cock and fingering his ass.

"Ah, oh Jesus," Sky moaned. His hips rolled faster as Alan slid in a second finger, deeper now, he pushed and stretched his asshole as carefully as he could. "I'm close, god I'm fucking close."

Sky pushing roughly into Alan's mouth and moaned, his cock going harder and his balls pulling up towards his body. The tingling swell of release washed through his shaft and Sky held back a cry, turning it to a moan as his cock erupted down Alan's throat. The first spurt shot straight down, and Alan swallowed on reflex. The next two spurts he gathered on his tongue and held in his mouth.

He pulled his fingers from Sky's ass and spat the cum into his hand. Then he stood facing Sky and planted a sloppy kiss to his mouth. Sky was still panting but gripped the sides of Alan's face kissing him earnestly and enthusiastically. The taste of his cum coated Alan's mouth, which Sky found surprisingly hot. He pushed his tongue roughly against Alan's, kissing him frantically. Alan's cock pulsed between them.

"Sky," Alan groaned as his friend pulled away to catch his breath for a minute. "I wanna fuck you."

"R-really?" he asked glancing at the hand still holding a handful of his cum.

"Yeah," Alan grumbled.

He balled his hand into a fist and turned it over his cock using Sky's cum as lube. He began to stroke himself with a wet squelching sound. The sound sent a jolt of longing through Sky.

"OK," Sky agreed.

Alan moaned and pulled Sky into a kiss again then pushed him towards the counter, bending him over. He rubbed his hard cock through his crack, pushing gently at his asshole, rubbing his head around the rim slowly.

"Oh fuck," Alan moaned.

He let a glob of spit fall onto his cock and worked it over the head of his dick. He pushed forward slowly, eventually popping into Sky's ass. Sky groaned at the stinging intrusion but found he enjoyed the sensation, appreciated the pressure of it.

Alan moved slowly, gradually stretching Sky to accommodate his girth. Finally, after he was fully inside Sky he paused, leaning forward he planted a kiss at the back of Sky's neck, rubbing his shoulders for a moment.

"Just relax, Sky," Alan soothed, rubbing his hands over his back. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah," Sky breathed. "I'm OK."

Alan groaned again, his hands moving up and down Sky's back.

"I'm going to start moving now," Alan said a slight moan to his tone.

"OK," Sky gasped out.

Slowly, Alan pulled his cock back, until just the tip remained inside, then he pushed back in slowly.

"Fuuuck," Alan moaned. "Sky, you feel so good."

"Yeah?" Sky whined, panting a little.

"Oh fuck, yeah," Alan groaned.

He kept his pumping slow at first, moving gradually so he wouldn't hurt Sky, but soon he found he couldn't hold back. A buzzing had begun to build, and he needed more movement, more friction.

"Fuck, Sky," he whined. "Tell me to stop if I hurt you."

"Ughn, kay," Sky panted.

There was a hot burning, but he didn't want Alan to stop; the irresistible pressure, that lovely feeling of fullness, of being fucked, he didn't want it to stop. He pushed back against Alan, driving him deeper with a low groan.

Alan grunted and began to thrust faster, at first holding Sky's hips steady, driving all the way in. Soon the quick thrusts became hard and fast pounding. Sky began groaning and panting making desperate sounds as Alan fucked him.

"OK, baby?" Alan sputtered out when he noticed the desperate mewling from Sky.

"Yeah, yeah, don't stop, keep going," Sky panted.

"Oh, god Sky, baby!" Alan groaned. He laced his arms under Sky crossing his chest and began to pound into him harder, holding him firmly. "Can I -- fuck -- can I cum in you?"

Alan was panting right by his ear, and he could hear the desperation.

"Yeah, cum in my ass," Sky whined.

"Ooohhh, god, Sky, baby! Ughn!!"

Alan rammed forward then froze with a rough grunt as his cock spurt. He pumped out and in again shuddering as he burst twice more. Alan panted next to Sky's ear as his orgasm peaked then began to ebb away.

"Ugh, god Sky," Alan moaned.

He planted kisses all along his shoulders, then pushed himself back up. He pulled himself from Sky and watched as cum oozed out of his ass. He held his cheeks apart and rubbed gently at his asshole. Sky gasped and pulled away with a small sound of annoyance. Alan grinned, then kissed each ass cheek.

He cleaned himself at the sink, while Sky maintaining his position, watched him. Alan glanced down at his friend.

"Are you OK Sky?" Alan asked.

Sky looked up at him.

"Yeah," he croaked, as Alan studied his face.

"Then why do you look like you're gonna cry?" Alan asked. He zipped and buttoned his pants then began to wash his hands.

"I dunno," Sky said his voice cracking.

"I told you to tell me to stop if I was hurting you," Alan said drying his hands on a paper towel then running a finger over Sky's cheek.

"It's not that," Sky sputtered as tears spilled from his eyes.

"Skyler, what is wrong?" Alan asked, lowering to a squat and swiping tears off his friend's cheeks.

"I, I..." Sky took a shaking breath. "I think I'm way over my 15-minute break, I don't want to lose this job, my first time having sex was in a bathroom, in the middle of a work shift, and I... I don't know what to do to clean up."

Sky turned his head, hiding his tear-streaked face, and buried it in his arms which were now falling asleep from being in the same position on the counter for so long.

"Oh, Sky baby," Alan murmured. He planted a kiss to the side of Sky's head and pulled him into a hug. Sky dropped his tingling arms and burrowed into the crook of Alan's neck. "That was your first time? Like ever? With anyone?"

Sky nodded, sniffing loudly, bringing a hand up to wipe at his eyes.

"I... I'm sorry, I didn't know. I thought... I mean you've been away at college for two years, Sky. I thought you would have hooked up with someone by now," Alan said.

Sky pulled back a little and shook his head.

"Things got... confusing after high school," Sky said.

Alan smiled and cupped his cheek.

"Alright, it's OK," Alan said, wiping at the tear tracks on Sky's face. "I'll help you OK?" He glanced at his watch.

"I'll tell management you've been in here throwing up," Alan said. "They'll send you home, but you won't lose your job because you got sick. The managers here are pretty decent."

Alan kissed his temple quickly and ran a hand through his dark brown hair. The feeling of his touch soothed Sky's worry and his eyes closed for a moment as he let himself relax into the closeness, which was somehow more intimate than their previous activities.

"Alright, let's get you cleaned up," Alan said with a smile.

Sky nodded again then leaned forward and put his arms around Alan's neck pulling him into a hug.

"Thanks, Alan," Sky said quietly.

Alan held him tightly; his nose nuzzled into his neck as he shook his head.

"Happy to help Sky," Alan murmured.

Thank you so very much for reading! I hope you liked it. See you next week! xoxo, JS