Small Town Bar

I wasn't sure whether to label this as Saturday 9/30 or Sunday 10/1 but October won out... An October in a local bar.

A buddy of mine IM'ed me earlier that he was bored and didn't want to drive into the city so he suggested our town gay bar because they were having a drag show and typically the drag nights are pretty busy. I was also supposed to head into the city to help celebrate a friends birthday but since i stayed up the entire night before with my sick room mate and then worked all day i figured i couldn't drive the hour into town and back, and definitely not if i had any drinks in me... so i said we can meet up at FJ - which literally takes 90 seconds to get to driving. It's a good thing we went.

First we were checking out a hot little shot boy whose first night it was working in this bar. He was a geeky kind of cute with jet black hair and Clark Kent style glasses. He wore a black form fitting t-shirt and black lycra shorts that showed off quite a nice penis. My friend was enamored with him so he got to go after that boy. I did give him a tip or two down his shorts, but chatted with him only briefly.
  
Then there was this adorable blonde boy who walked past my friend and i and i said (as i often do) hello. He stopped and started chatting. I will call this boy "Chris". He had curly blonde hair kind of like Ryan Phillipe and blue eyes. He stood about 5'8" tall with a slim build. He wore an aqua blue and white horizontal striped shirt and tan pants. I found out his name and where he was from, which was about an hour south of this little bar. They were up this way for a Halloween tour of a local prison that does a walk-through scary haunted prison tour and were relaxing afterward. After a chat he headed over to look for his friends and I thought that was that.

Blah Blah Blah other bar-related stuff happened and the drag show was actually very entertaining. It was now the end of the night and we said our goodbyes to some people we knew and my friend saw "Chris" sitting at a barstool kinda by himself. What the hell the night was almost over so I started chatting with him. I was standing by him and he was seated on a barstool and we were making happy talk when he bumped into my jeans with his had. He asked what that was and I told him something like I told you I thought you were cute" He responded "im not that cute" and i hit him back with "apparently you are since I'm rock hard." As we chatted his hand kept grazing against my cock. He said his phone was dead so he told me to put his number in my phone. i did and then he said he needed to go pee so we went to the bathroom.

Because this was a local bar, the bathroom was a single rest room and guys and girls were sharing this one. Ugh. there were two people in front of us in line. He eventually went ina nd then we stood in the vestibule area kissing each other. My tongue played with his pierced tongue. He was now rock hard and he moved my hand to stroke his cock through his pants. i was opposed to this but he pulled me into the bathroom - sorry but it was the only bathroom and I may be a cock whore but if people gotta pee it sucks to wait.

  The moment he unzippered his pants and pulled out his beautiful hard cock I forgot people might be waiting. I dropped to my knees and started sucking his cock.. taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth. Seeing his cock hanging out of his tan pants with his blue boxers was so hot. He told me "we don't have much time" and "stand up" - so me began sucking my cock now. He moved my hand to the back of his head and held it there until I began thrusting my cock into his mouth and then his hand fell away to stroke his cock.

He stood up and we rubbed our cocks together and he told me he was too drunk to cum. I asked if it was ok if I did and he began kissing me as I was stroking my cock. It wasn't long before I blew my load into the sink next to us. He got on his knees and licked the cum from the head of my cock and then we zippered up and one by one had the walk of shame out of the bathroom. 2 people were waiting and I said something about how he was really drunk and didn't feel well. They faked believing that... We parted ways then. I left him a voicemail message with my phone number so we'll see if I hear from him again. It was his number too... If i don't hear from him again then it was a fun night in a local bar that normally does not have anything this exciting happening.