로그인Noah's legs were shaking so badly he could barely walk. He used the hem of his green polo to wipe his cum off the books on the lower shelf, his ass leaking cum down his legs the entire time. He left a wet trail on the carpet as he walked. He found his black jeans crumpled in the fiction aisle and pulled them on, not even bothering with his boxers, which were somewhere on the floor of the reading nook. He zipped up his jeans, his raw, swollen ass throbbing against the denim, and walked to the front of the store.Kai was leaning against the main checkout counter. It was a long, polished wooden desk that ran the width of the store. The cash register, a stack of receipt paper, a pen holder, and a bowl of mints sat on top of it. The bright overhead lights were shining directly down on it. The front windows were right behind the counter. Anyone on the street could see exactly what was happening at this counter. The clock on the wall said 11:52 PM. Eight minutes until close."Lock the door,"
Kai walked out of the reading nook, leaving the knocked-over magazines, the fallen books, and the cum on the floor behind them without a second glance. Noah followed him, his legs weak and wobbly, his softening dick still hanging out of his unzipped pants. He had left his jeans in the fiction aisle and his boxers God knows where. He was essentially naked from the waist down, walking through a brightly lit bookstore with cum running down his legs.Kai led him out of the hidden corner and into one of the main aisles. This was the center aisle, the one that faced the front windows of the store. The store was brightly lit by the overhead fluorescent lights. If anyone walked past the big glass windows at the front of the store, they would be able to see straight down this aisle. The front door was still unlocked. It was 11:45 PM. Fifteen minutes until close.Kai stopped in the middle of the aisle, next to a tall shelf of hardcover bestsellers. The shelf was sturdy, bolted to the floor. Kai
Kai walked out of the fiction aisle, his hard cock still sticking straight out of his open jeans, bobbing heavily with every step. Noah followed on unsteady legs, his pants still around his ankles. He kicked them off completely, leaving them in a crumpled pile in the middle of the aisle, and hurried after Kai, his own hard dick bouncing with every step.They walked past the checkout counter, past the magazines, and into the back corner of the store. It was a small reading nook, tucked away behind the history section and hidden from the front of the store by three tall bookshelves. There were two heavy wooden armchairs, a small side table covered in old magazines, and a single floor lamp providing low, warm light. It was the most private spot in the entire store.Kai grabbed one of the heavy armchairs and pulled it out, turning it to face the aisle. He sat down, his thick thighs spread wide, his massive cock standing straight up from his open jeans, the tip wet and shiny."Come here,"
It was 11:15 PM. The bookstore was dead quiet. Noah stood in the fiction section, a rag in one hand and a bottle of spray cleaner in the other. He was wiping down the shelves, a mindless task he did every single night to kill the endless hours before his midnight shift ended. He was twenty-three, skinny, quiet, and bored out of his mind. He wore a tight green polo with the store logo stitched on the chest and black jeans that hugged his slim ass. The front door of the store was still unlocked. Company policy said they couldn't lock it until exactly midnight. That left forty-five minutes where anyone could walk in off the street.Noah heard the front door chime. He didn't even look up from the shelf he was wiping. It was probably just some drunk college kid looking for a bathroom or a homeless guy trying to get out of the cold. But the footsteps were heavy. Slow. Deliberate. They didn't wander. They went straight to the end of the aisle and stopped.Noah looked up. Kai was standing the
Leo pulled his jeans back on with shaking hands. His ass was throbbing, swollen, and overflowing with cum. His legs felt like jelly. He sat down on the couch, wincing at the pressure on his sore hole, and watched Kai pour the last of the whiskey into his cup.Kai drank it slowly, leaning against the door, looking at Leo with those dark, dominant eyes. Leo looked at the clock on the tablet. They had twelve minutes left. He didn't want Kai to leave. The thought of going back to his empty apartment, back to his boring, lonely life, made his chest physically ache. He wanted more. He wanted Kai to keep using him."You're staring at me," Kai said, setting the empty cup on the floor."I don't want you to go," Leo admitted quietly, his face flushing red.Kai raised an eyebrow. "Is that right?""Yes. I want... I want you to fuck me again."Kai walked over to the door. Leo's heart sank, thinking he was leaving. But instead of unlocking it, Kai reached up and flipped the lock switch, disengaging
Leo didn't know how he got hard again that fast. Maybe it was the dirty talk. Maybe it was the way Kai was looking at him. Kai was sitting on the couch, his soft cock hanging out of his jeans, drinking whiskey and watching Leo stroke himself back to full hardness.When Leo's dick was standing straight up, leaking precum, Kai put his cup down and stood up. He grabbed Leo by the arm and dragged him across the small room."Stand facing the wall," Kai ordered, pointing to the far wall.Leo walked over on unsteady legs. The entire back wall of the karaoke room was covered floor to ceiling in mirrors. It was meant so people could watch themselves sing. Leo stood in front of it, his pale, skinny body reflected back at him. He looked wrecked. His hair was messy, his lips were swollen, his face was flushed, and his hard dick was sticking straight out.Kai stepped up behind him, his massive frame blocking out the neon lights. He pressed his body against Leo's back, and Leo could feel Kai's cock







