Chapter 2 - The new bartender
Mon, May 16th, 2022:
He looked so handsome! Damn!
His hair was tied at the back of his head, which gave him this sleek masculine look. His green eyes seemed nearly blue in this light, and I could definitely see part of the hickey I left on his neck. The rest was thankfully hidden under his black collar, but I knew it was there.
Dressed in the pressed black shirt and grey vest, his muscular body looked spectacular, and I couldn't help to check his legs in those black pants imagining if he had boxers or panties underneath. That question alone made my dick twitch, and I knew I had semi right then.
However, the way he looked and made me feel was the least troublesome right now! How can I work with the guy I spend the night with? Is that even allowed? Isn't that like sexual harassment? All insecurities spread within me like some kind of disease. How should I act?
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Thankfully that boy had more sense than me and approached us in his charming way. With a professional smile, he offered his hand for a handshake.
"Hello, my name is Liam. I am the new bartender."
"Hi," I said like I saw a ghost. He raised his eyebrow slightly, and all I could think of was how fucking sexy that looked. But... I can't have him here! No! No way!
"Sam... Are you all right?" Gina looked at me, concerned.
"Yeah, sure, of course. I just realized something extremely important."
"Oh, well, can I help you somehow?"
"No. Yes! Please take care of Liam here. I need to deal with him in my office. I mean IT! I need to deal with IT in my office!"
Moron! Can you make any less sense? Is he smirking? Yeah, boy, really fricking hilarious! I need to leave! Now!
"Well, it was nice to meet you, Sam," he said with a wide grin.
Is that boy mocking me? Amazing!
The worst thing is that I was very aware that my dick started growing the minute I imagined him in those laced panties, and given how big my dick is, I could not stand there like that. It would show.
This is a nightmare!
"Sure, you too."
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I went into my office and shut the door. I tried to calm down. I was seriously angry with how I dealt with this. I need to calm down and face this. Either he won't be as good as Gina thinks, and I can just let him go somehow. Or he is that good, and I will man up and forget anything ever happened.
Damn! I wanted to ask him out... But maybe it's for the best. He is too young. We probably don't even have that much in common. Except for love for lingerie and feet worshiping... Fuck! I wanted to sleep with him again sometime.
It's fine. It was my first gay experience. Now I can try to find someone else. Ideally, closeted as I am. I don't think I can come out now at this age. How would I explain it to Clayton?
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It took me a little while, but I managed to calm down and think clearly. It was nearly nine, I knew the bar would start filling soon, and the band was about to begin. I can't leave Gina behind the bar. She has other things to manage.
I straightened my shirt and went out. I felt the sudden impulse to run in the opposite direction when Liam smiled at me, but I forced myself to smile back and tell Gina I was done.
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Thankfully the hours ticked by fast, and we were so busy that I didn't get much chance to be nervous. I got into my rhythm and was in the zone once I started. I saw Liam a few times struggle or ask Chloe something, but most things were familiar to him, and he was proficient at this.
I have to say Chloe was right. The flock of women at the bar increased tremendously, and the way he spoke to them, I was sure many would be back just to get another hit. He was a natural charmer.
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Jazz was playing, people were laughing, and I had another night of my life. I loved this place! Once you put me behind the busy bar, I get lost in it, and there is a whole new me in the spot of that flustered guy standing there before. How fascinating are we people...
I could feel Liam staring at me from time to time, and I even managed to look back at him and smile politely, but thankfully he didn't approach me in any way and stayed on his side of the bar with Chloe running between us as she was waiting tables.
After a few hours, the people started to leave, and the place got quieter. Liam and Chloe laughed at something, and Gina came to me to deal with business. I left the bar to Liam, but as I talked with Gina, my eyes kept traveling to him repeatedly, realizing how seductive he was.
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"So, what do you think?"
"He is outstanding," I had to admit. It was a blessing and a shame at the same time. The truth was, we needed another bartender. Especially on days like these, and I agreed he is perfect for that job, but I liked the way we clicked yesterday.
Well, I wanted to look for someone my age anyway.
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I went into my office and worked for the next couple of hours when Gina and Chloe came to say bye. I asked them to lock me here as usual and wished them good night. I naturally thought Liam had gone with them, so I got even more startled when someone knocked on my door and opened it.
"I think we should talk."
I just gazed at him. He loosened his hair, and his shirt had the top two buttons opened. I swallowed nervously as I felt my dick welcome him.
"Right. I am sorry. I was taken aback."
"You don't say. You looked at me like I was the person who bullied you in high school."
"I am sorry."
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I watched him stand there in a wide, confident stance, hands in his pockets and staring at me intently.
"Do you want me to quit?"
"No. Do you want to quit?"
"No."
"Good. I think you looked good behind that bar."
He smirked and raised his eyebrow. Idiot!
"I mean, you were good at bartending." I don't know why this is happening?! I can usually form two basic sentences without rambling like a fool. So why do I suddenly get so nervous when he is near?
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"Are you hard now?"
