The Restaurant Part 2

Part 2 – Saturday Night Fever

I was to meet Leo in the foyer of my building at 8.30pm on Saturday and wondered what this invitation to dinner was all about. We had been working together for the past 12 months and although he had mentioned he was gay and single he never made a move on me. Even at the staff Christmas party where we both had far too much to drink and ended up drunkenly fondling each other in the back of the cab, he said goodnight and instructed the driver to take him home.

He was waiting when I came out of the lift, talking casually with the door man. I took a moment to look over him, the night was warm and he was dressed rather informally. Feet clad in sandals showed off his muscular calf muscles, khaki shorts containing a full bauble butt, loose short sleeve shirt with enough buttons undone to show a nice thatch of light brown hair. If he had turned at that time I knew he would capture me with his clear gaze, baby blue eyes that made women’s (and my) knees go weak.

The door man noticed me over Leo’s shoulder and Leo turned following his gaze. He smiled and walked over to me, “Going to the Opera?” he asked smiling. I looked down at my tuxedo and blushed “I’ll change, won’t be long”

In the elevator I cursed Leo and myself for not wearing the proper attire. Leo because he didn’t say and myself because I didn’t ask. Fifteen minutes later I was back downstairs wearing a casual shirt and light trousers “Let’s go” he said and waved goodbye to the doorman. The cab took us quickly to Mike and Joe’s apartment and then on to the Restaurant.

Mike was sitting in between Leo and me, his perfect body covered in tight denim jeans and a tight, white T-shirt. The effect was stunning but the set of his mouth showed clearly that he had still not been able to kindle the passion between himself and Joe. Joe had commandeered the front seat next to the driver and was dressed the same except for a black T-shirt. He was talking to the driver giving unnecessary directions and loudly commenting on baseball scores and tips for various racehorses. I have always admired Mike and Joe as a couple, Joe is as dark as Mike is fair. Hard toned bodies that any porn star would be proud of and features that could grace the cover of any men’s magazine.

We arrived and Joe paid the bill but only after he had given into Leo who had demanded that he would pay for the trip home. The Restaurant seemed closed, no flashy advertising sign, or any other sign that it was nothing but an abandoned building. Leo walked confidently up to the door where he inserted his key and motioned for the others to enter. We were standing in a small foyer with comfortable chairs lined against the wall. A man appeared at the lectern where a large book was laying open. I could see initials and numbers but no names, Leo presented a card and the man (Manuel according to his name badge) ushered us through a curtain to the bar area.

“Troy will take your aperitif order” Manuel said indicating the bar man “Please advise him when you are ready to be seated”

We all took seats at the bar and soon rounds of beers were being heartily consumed. I couldn’t help staring, Troy was a god, and I drank in his lean tanned body. The harness around his chest accented the perfect pecs and a washboard stomach led down to tight little white shorts that left nothing to the imagination. Joe was teasing him, ordering one beer at a time so that he bent over regularly. I was trying to hide my erection and the constant bending of those perfect globes was really getting to me. After the second round Troy pointed out the tip jar and said “If there is anything I can do for you…please just ask.”

I was surprised when Leo took out his wallet dropped a note into the jar and said “My friend needs a little relief before dinner, if he doesn’t blow a load soon I’m afraid that he will be terrible company.” He smiled at the dumb look on my face and then said “Come on you can’t hide it and we are all friends here”

Troy was making his way around to the front of the bar. I was panicking at the thought that Leo had just paid a guy to give me head. Was this a test?

Leo saw my reluctance and placed a few more bills in the jar “Go get a few of the “Troy’s” to help us all out” as Troy left on his errand Leo explained “They are all called Troy. It keeps the customers from attaching themselves to one particular staff member.” Joe exclaimed that he better not get an ugly one. Mike looked disgusted at the comment but didn’t want to start an argument so early in the evening.

Troy’s were emerging from behind a curtain each clad in the same uniform. The bar seat was in fact more of a long bench and the four demi-gods positioned themselves in front of each of us. My Troy gently pushed my legs apart and massaged my cock through the light fabric. I quickly looked at the others, Joe had his cock out already at was feeding his Troy roughly, Mike had his jeans around his ankles and his Troy was munching on his cock through the fabric, Leo was massaging his Troy’s arse as noisy slurping issued from his crotch. I felt my belt being undone and looked down to see my Troy easing the light trousers off my hips. I started to lose inhibition when his silky lips brushed my raging hard-on but I was distracted when another group of guests were being shown through to the Dining room.

My Troy smiled up at me “Don’t worry they can’t see us, they can only see your friend there” he pointed back down the line where sure enough Joe had stood up and was fiercely face fucking his Troy. I smiled and let my Troy get back to work. He licked his way down the shaft and in one gulp took my entire cock down his throat. I couldn’t help but to grab his hair and move it back and forth in the rhythm I like the best. Troy was a fast learner and matched the pace when I released him and before I knew it I was dumping a load of sperm into his mouth. He looked up at me and smiled, leaned forward and kissed me deeply. I could taste the sperm on his lips and when he broke off the kiss all I could do was look at him with a dumb smile and say “Thanks”. His smile lit up the whole room and he gracefully left the bar, his gorgeous arse swaying in invitation.

I was halfway to my feet when Leo grabbed my arm and pulled me back down “hold on there cowboy! The night is young! This isn’t a whorehouse it’s a Restaurant”

He looked back down at the Troy that was licking his balls while massaging his thick cock with both hands. I was impressed at the size of his cock and looked closely at the head that showed his foreskin was intact. The odour coming from his crutch was intoxicating and I felt a pang of jealousy that I was not the one to give Leo this pleasure. It took all my will power not to kick this man off Leo and finish the job myself.

My face was an open book to Leo who was groaning “Oh I’m close, close… I’m cumming” he jumped up and before I knew what was happening he pushed his cock between my lips just as the first shot of cum hit the back of my throat. I recovered quickly and drained his rod dry savouring the sweet taste of his cream. “That was my pre-dinner drink for you” he smiled and grabbed my face for a bone crushing kiss. His eyes widened in surprise as I spat half of his load back into his mouth and he swallowed automatically. We both laughed and gave the Troy a long kiss.

Mike was writhing in ecstasy and bellowed as he deposited his load all over his Troy’s face but it was cut off as Joe grabbed him and wrestled his tongue down his throat. Joe’s Troy was working hard to help Joe but the kiss did it and he spewed enough cum to fill the Troy’s mouth until it overflowed and still 4-5 spurts landed on his face and chest.

Leo and I exchanged smiles and finished off our beers. The Troy left the room and our bar man was back behind the bar. We had another beer while we waited for Joe and Mike to surface from their passionate embrace. We had to break them apart when we had finished our beers because Leo’s stomach was rumbling so loud I was surprised they couldn’t hear it.

Manuel led us to the dining room “Trousers?” Leo promptly replied “No Trousers”. Manuel clicked he fingers once and a Troy led us to a room where we changed into a very short toga. I could see Mike’s butt hanging below the fabric and Leo’s cock was on display for all to see. I looked in the mirror and decided that we made a good looking foursome and wondered what the rest of the night would bring.

Seated at our booth debating what we would eat I casually glanced around the room. Everywhere I looked “Troys” wearing just the chest strap and jock straps waltzed around tables delivering wine and food. Every so often I thought I saw one of them duck under the table and satisfied smiles graced the faces of the diners. Most guests wore the toga but I did see a couple in leather chaps and caps. The smaller of the two (both were well over 6 feet tall) rose and went to the bathroom giving everyone a perfect view of his semi-hard cock and beautiful butt.

A Troy approached the table his smooth chest and legs looked recently shaved and the small gold ring through his nipple was a real turn on.

Leo took charge once again “we’ll all have the Saturday night fever to share”. I looked at the others and both Mike and Joe shrugged. The item was not the menu but we were sure it would be good. The Troy left toward the kitchen and another came up to the table, “Warm Towels?” Leo nodded and the Troy ducked under the table, Mike jumped startled but Leo told him to relax and enjoy. He did and soon a smile was plastered over his face.

The Troy moved around the table performing something I couldn’t see and Joe and Mike were having a quiet conversation. I was hopeful that they were working things out. Leo and I were making small talk when suddenly I felt something hot against my thighs and then I felt the warmth on my cock and balls as I was treated by the stud under the table. My cock sprang to attention and the Troy continued to massage my thighs. I moved a little lower and felt my arse being tended to and then the smell of liquid oil being spread all over. The sensation was bliss but I needed to know why Leo had cum on my face when he had scarcely spoke to me for over a year.

“Don’t want a boy friend” was his reply “but I do want a fuck buddy and I think you are hot. I wasn’t sure if you would be cool with that. I always practise safe-sex but I don’t want to be tied down to one man. Look at those two” pointing to Joe and Mike “I think it’s great what they have together but it’s not really for me.”

I was a bit shocked but at that precise moment the Troy had swallowed my cock whole and was proceeding to give me great head. Leo saw me react and stuck his head under the table “Just keep us hard, don’t make us cum yet. The night is too young!” The Troy backed off and by the reaction from Joe I guessed where was.

Entrée was a delicious medley of seafood; a huge platter arrived. Oysters, Prawns, Lobster and a whole series of different fish were placed before us and we eagerly tucked in. Suddenly Joe sighed and had a hurt look on his face but Mike interrupted with “Share Joe, share”
And by the look on his face I knew where the Troy was.

Our main course consisted of three different types of char grilled meats served on a mountain of vegetables accompanied by an array of sauces. The wine was flowing and I was getting a bit tipsy, so when I saw the leather clad men stand I thought nothing of their near naked state. The Troy at their table was suggesting coffee and brandy and they allowed themselves to be seated again after a whispered conversation. The reason became clear when another Troy knelt in front of the bigger man and began sucking his cock. The smaller man was being serviced as well but soon bent him over the table and thrust his huge cock deep into the waiters arse. I realised then why they wore the jockstrap, for easy access as well as comfort. The bigger man took his cue from the other and positioned them side by side. All I could see was the two leather butts thrusting their hips forward in unison. The pounding seemed to go on forever and another Troy placed the coffee and liqueurs on the rocking table. The leather men were coated in sweat and I leaned to my left to see the action better. The Troy under our table had made his third circuit of our table and when his mouth latched onto my cock I thought I would explode, he sensed this and quietly calmed my straining cock with a few well placed pinches.

Things were coming to a climax at the next table; the Troys were kissing deeply arching their backs so I could see their hard cocks jutting out from the zippers as they jacked each other to orgasm. The bigger leather man let out a roar and filled the Troy with his cum but the smaller man wanted to put on a show and whipped out of the Troy at the last second spraying all over the back of his Troy. The Troys were pumping their fists so fast it seemed like a blur of motion and as they came together the long strands of cum landed in the coffee and all over the table. The show was greeted with loud applause and calls of “Good shot”.

The two leather clad men bowed slightly and sipped the coffee with fresh cream.

Our meal was going well and Mike and Joe seemed to come to a decision and included us in the conversation again. I was feeling the effect of the alcohol on my bladder and stood to use the bathroom while the main course was being cleared by the same Troy who had provided the fresh cream for coffee. He pointed me in the direction of the toilets and I casually walked across the room. Never one to show off my body to complete strangers I was feeling self conscious as I walked the length of the room. An occasional brush against my body was all the attention I received and I started to relax.

Entering the bathroom it was clear that the male and female toilets had been combined to make one large room. Two showers were on the far side and I noticed that the other “Coffee Troy” was taking a hot shower. Seeing the naked body of the Troy slick with water and soap as he lathered himself all over was compelling and I stood there drooling, my cock rising once again. He looked over and smiled and I snapped out of my trance and made my way to the cubicles where I hoped that my dick would soften enough to take a piss. Now that the showers were obstructed from view I was able to release a stream of hot golden liquid but was once again startled by a voice. Stopping mid-stream is never comfortable and I was a little annoyed that I had been disturbed. Looking to my left I saw a wide hole had been cut into the wall and a delicious man was lying naked on the floor slowly stroking his cock. He was not completely naked his head bore a black Stetson and a white handkerchief was tied around his neck.

“Don’t waste it” my cowboy breathed softly “let me have it”.

I was annoyed enough at the interruption and although I have never been into Water Sports moved closer to the hole and let loose the rest of my bladder. He eagerly moved forward so that he was soon covered in my piss, his mouth covered my cock as the stream continued and was gulping as if it was fine wine.

The door to the toilet opened and I looked around to see Joe walking in obviously in some distress from a full bladder. He didn’t hesitate but walked straight into the cowboy’s cubicle letting loose with the force of a garden hose all over him. The cowboy was in heaven when another similarly clad cowboy entered the cubicle and moved in to get the rest of Joe’s piss. My cock was still dangling through the hole and the cowboys were massaging me back to full hard-on. Leo and Mike entered next and the two cowboys took all comers with enthusiasm.

We shook the last few drops over the couple as they embraced covered in our piss, they changed position and as we were leaving I saw that the first piss eater was roughly shoving his cock up the arse of the other. We were all smiling and shaking our heads as we returned to the table.

“Each to their own!” quipped Leo and we all laughed