Boy in The Bar 2 – The Party

Boy in the Bar 2 – The Party

“A couple of the regulars I haven’t seen for a while said you looked after them just great last time they were in the bar. Must ha’ bin when I was having a nap or sumpin. Said they’d never been so well served,” said Joe [Benji’s Dad] to Benji when he got home from school on Friday.

“I bet they did,” said Benji under his breath.

“What’s that?” asked Joe.

“Oh, nuthin,” said Benji, “I’m glad they were satisfied,” smiling to himself.

He felt a stirring in his young loins just thinking about what had happened just over a year ago.

“It’s your 15th birthday on Sunday,” said Joe, “ what would you like for a present?”

Benji had to stop himself from saying a 9” prick up his arse!

“Oh. How about 50 bucks and I’ll get something I like?” he replied. “Fine,” said Joe, handing him the money out of the till.

Benji went to his room and, because it was a hot day, changed into just a pair of short spandex shorts and a singlet, then went back down to the bar to see his Dad.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw Bob and Bernie sitting in a quiet booth at the far side of the room, which could not be seen from behind the bar. They spotted him.

“Hey Benj, long time no see – come and say hello” said Bob. Benji hesitated, looked at his Dad who was preoccupied with other customers, so went across to the booth.

“Slide in here” Bernie indicated for Benji to sit between them.

As he slid across Bernie’s knees, Bernie quickly hooked his fingers in the waistband of Benji’s shorts and pulled them down to his ankles. Benji was sitting there almost naked from the waist down! Benjie saw his dad headed this way, so he slid forward under the bench seat to hide himself as best he could. “Hi Benji. Any more drinks here boys?” enquired Joe.

“Three triple Bourbon and Coke” replied Bob. While Joe went to get the drinks, Bernie leaned over and cupped Benji’s cock and balls in his huge hand, giving them a squeeze. Benji’s young cock went rigid.

“Hmmm, you’re a whore bitch” said Bernie.

“We’ve been, shall we say, away for a holiday at the taxpayer’s expense, and are hungry for some younger company,” said Bob.

“Thankfully, our ‘investments’ were waiting for us when we got out, with interest, at swiss bank interest rates.”

When the drinks arrived, Bob quickly gave Joe a $20 bill and told him to keep the change. Joe being half-pissed as usual didn’t suspect anything and just returned to his stool behind the bar.

“Now Benji” said Bob, “ we hear it’s your 15th birthday Sunday so you’re invited to a party in your honour at my new place. Now drink up quickly and say yes or you’ll be the star of Facebook and Youtube within one hour!”

Oh shit thought Benji, remembering that his losing his anal virginity was videod – I’ve got no choice. “Errm, thanks, yes, of course Bob.”

“Great. I’ll pick you up on Saturday at 6pm – tell your folks your having a sleepover until Monday with a pal from college,” says Bob.

“But my birthday isn’t until Sunday” protested Benji.

“Yeah – but the celebrations begin on Saturday. Just fuckin’ do it,” said Bob, leaving no room for argument. “ And wear these spandex shorts – laundered, of course.”

Bob insisted that they all sculled the bourbons and within 3 minutes, Benji head was spinning – didn’t know where he was or what he was doing.

Bob pulled him across the booth and held Benji’s head with one hand, undoing his zipper with the other then thrusting his now stiff prick into Benji’s mouth.