Sven drove to a diner that he knew of that was only about five minutes away. There was a big sign out front advertising "All Day Breakfast" and as we pulled in, it looked like a real nice homey kind of joint. We grabbed a booth again with me sitting next to Sven as usual. We had a buxom young waitress named Casey that the guys had fun flirting with; both of them eyeing up her huge tits and big round ass proudly displayed in her tight-fitting uniform.
Sven and Kurt both ordered steak and eggs, complete with home-fries, coffee and toast. Sven let me order chocolate-chip pancakes and a chocolate shake. I think we were all ravenous from our exertions of the night before as we eagerly dug into our mounds of food. I'd never tasted anything so good in my life and it felt like Christmas morning as I washed down the sweet pancakes with the cold frosty shake. They shared an extra order of toast and were sipping their refills of coffee as the waitress seductively sidled up to our table, he hips swaying seductively.
"And can I do anything else for you good-looking gents?" she asked as she leaned forward over the table, her huge tits threatening to spill out over the top of her low-cut uniform. I noticed when she asked her question, she had definitely put the emphasis on the 'do anything'. I saw a smirk appear on Sven's face as both he and Kurt had their eyes momentarily glued to the deep dark line of cleavage she was seductively showing.
"What did you have in mind, Casey?" Sven said with a smile as he gave me and Kurt a quick wink.
"Well, it's been a long time since I've had two big handsome men in here," she said as she put her hands on her wide hips and shifted them provocatively. I noticed all of a sudden she had dropped me from the conversation. I wasn't surprised; she had barely looked my way, giving her undivided attention to both Sven and Kurt. I can't say I blame her; I would have done the same.
"And it's been such a pleasure serving you," she continued as she batted her big doe-like eyes at the two of them, "that I thought maybe I could continue doing that when I finish my shift in a little while."
"Well, that's quite the offer, Casey," Sven said slowly as he looked at both Kurt and I before turning back to the buxom young woman, "but that's what we've got the kid here for." As I listened to what he'd just said, I felt my face instantly turning red with embarrassment.
"Wh.....what?" she said with astonishment, her eyes flicking between me and the two big men, her mouth gaping open.
"Yeah," Sven said flatly as he reached into his pocket and tossed a couple of bills onto the table to cover the cost of our breakfast, "he took about six or seven loads out of each of us last night. We just stopped in to refuel so we can take him back to our motel room and give him some more." She stood there, totally in shock as she listened to Sven, her face drained of color. "This kid can suck better than any porn star, and his pussy is tighter and hotter than anything you've got to offer."
"WELL.....I NEVER," she started to exclaim indignantly.
"I never......?" Sven said calmly, interrupting her. "I'm sure you have, many times, and I'm sure you are very good......but right now, thank you very much for the breakfast and there's even a little tip there for you." He slowly got up from the table and Kurt and I followed. Casey continued to stand her ground; you could almost see the steam coming out of her ears. Sven stepped next to her and leaned down to whisper quietly into her ear, but it was still loud enough for Kurt and me to hear what he said.
"I just told you that to shock the shit out of you, and if you ever think about squealing to anybody about that, I might just have to talk to the cops about that man's wallet you slipped out of his jacket pocket when you seated him." He nodded to the booth opposite us where an older man in a sports jacket was busy eating.
"I....I.....I," she stammered, totally flummoxed.
"It might be a good idea if you tell that man you found his wallet on the floor." Sven said and then paused as he let his words sink in. "And hey, if you do, you never know, maybe we'll invite you over to see how you compare to the Kid." You could see her flush in embarrassment as Sven turned on his heel and walked towards the door, Kurt and I right behind him. He put his hand on the door and stopped, turning to look at her. She had been watching us and she looked him in the eye for just a second before averting her gaze. We watched as she reached into one of the pockets of her waitress' apron, then stepped over to the older gentleman. She held his wallet out to him and pointed to the floor. With a relieved look on his face, he thanked her profusely and we saw him pass her a bill before slipping his wallet back into his inside jacket pocket. She turned and Sven gave her a little smile before turning and walking out.
"Sven, that was so cool!" I said excitedly as we climbed back into the truck.
"Ah fuck, it was just the right thing to do," he said as he turned the key and slipped the truck into drive. "She had a great set of tits and I wouldn't have minded fucking her, but when I saw her pickpocket that guy, it really pissed me off."
"Did you....did you really mean those things you said about me being better than her?" I asked, wondering if he had just said those things to hurt her.
"Damn right I meant them," he said sincerely as he looked at me intently. "Who needs a skank like that when we've got the 'Cocksucker of the Year' right here, right Kurt?"
"Fuckin' A," Kurt chimed in and I could see the arousal in his eyes again. "I can't wait to feel those lips of yours again before I stick this cock back inside that pussy of yours, Joey."
I sat there with a big smile on my face, feeling plenty pleased with myself. I loved the name Sven had just given me, 'Cocksucker of the Year'. It obviously meant he was pretty happy with the way I'd been servicing that gorgeous cock of his. And Kurt had enthusiastically agreed!
We pulled back into the parking lot of the motel and as we pulled up to the door of the Presidential Suite, I saw a Latino woman in a maid's uniform come out the door of the unit three down from ours and stuff some sheets into a bin on her cleanup cart. The sign was gone from our door; so she must have already been there. As soon as we got in, we could see that the beds were all nicely made up and everything was spic and span.
