Chapter 01 Last Call
I watched them most of the night. There were two of them, early twenties, out trying to score some pussy. Now I have been a bartender for quite a while and they were pretty typical. Oh they tried a few lines on me, which is par for the course. I gave them a limp smile and served their drinks. I didn't want to encourage them, but I didn't want to blow my tip either.
As the night wore on their luck remained the same. The girls were not paying them much attention even though they were both pretty cute. I realized why the few times I overheard their pickup lines. Let's face it, they were young and had a lot to learn. They stuck it out until closing with their luck never changing. I could tell by the sideways smiles through drunken glances that, at least in their eyes, I was quickly becoming their last chance.
I'm not above partying with the patrons, but these guys were just above jailbait and that's not my style. But they were pretty buff. I'm not sure why, but I started weighing the pros and cons of the situation. First there was Harry. He hustled pool when he wasn't sleeping or fucking. I hadn't seen or heard from him in days. I guess that one answered itself. My roommate Sally was at her boyfriends stocking up on some dick so that was out too. Of course, there was two of them and one of me. That wasn't a problem for me, but these guys seemed a bit inexperienced for that kind of thing.
Then one of those nice devilish thoughts crossed my mind. A fantasy began to take shape in the inner reaches of my mind. I make these boys so horny they can't see straight, and then I start making them do things, things they would never dream of doing. They looked so young and innocent. I would knock that right off of them. Yep, that's when it started getting good to me. That's when I started getting horny. Not really a challenge, mind you, for boys this young. Their cocks become stiff with nothing more than a glance. But the idea of watching them do the things made the decision for me.
As was my guess, all the other customers left except my two little drunken darlings.
"OK boys, that's it...time to go. Let's finish them up, it's time to go home," I said without even looking their way.
The blonde smiled at me and said, "Your place or ours?"
I continued to wipe down the bar as if I hadn't heard him. I wanted him to dangle out there for a bit all by himself. After several moments, I stopped wiping and gave my boys a look. It was the reprieve the blonde had hoped for.
"Well I have to admit, you boys don't give up easily. Let's face it; it's just not your night."
Undeterred, he continued, "But it could be...with you."
Now that was the spirit I was looking for. Believe me, he would need it. I gave him a look and the slightest of smiles.
"You boys wouldn't have the slightest clue how to handle a woman like me...how can I say this...I'm a bit out of your league." It was all the encouragement he needed.
"Well, we're college boys...maybe you could teach us." He stressed the us as if taking the two of them was going to shock me somehow. Little did he know. The plans I had for them almost seemed unfair. Almost. But now it was time to seal the deal.
"You never know...I might teach you boy's things you don't want to learn."
"I doubt that," the blonde said unsteadily. I could tell that his brain was trying to tell him to slow down, think, but his cock was not having any of that. Suddenly he was looking to his friend for a little support. "Right Dirk?"
"Yeah, right Mac," his friend managed to say without sounding like a complete fool.
"From the mouth of babes..."
"Hey, just give us a try," said the blonde.
My tone changed and so did my look. "I don't try anything...when you go to bed with me; you do everything I want and then some."
They both were startled by the change of demeanor, but only for a second.