They all be looking for your skinny white ass." Just popular I guess," I replied. "You willing to cook breakfast for me before you close for the day?"...Long as it's bacon and eggs. I ain't got not no sausage made up," the owner of the diner replied."Bacon and eggs with whatever bread you got will be fine," I replied. "And some of that swill you call coffee."While I waited I called Steve's cell phone. "Hello," Steve said."You working in the houses today?" I asked."Whenever I can. The Feds have. I smiled and asked for his number. I put him in my contacts and sent him a text.As I wrapped up I stood up and rubbed his shoulders a bit. He was covered in sweat, but built so well! I leaned in closer to him and licked his nipple. I kept licking and then nibbled a bit. I switched to the other one, enjoying playing with my ebony stud. I looked up and realized he was enjoying this as much as I was. I stood up and nuzzled his neck a bit, not entirely sure if he would return the act. Some. It was a dual-robinette Absinthe Legler-Pernod fountain with engraved glass and circa 1900 Pernod publicity on the sterling silver base. It was scarce, but not unique, purchased from a noted Absinthealia antique collector and dealer in Switzerland. The clear central reservoir was now carefully filled up with pure spring water and ice, ready for dispensing.Once the ice-cold water had filled the dual nozzle fountain, I selected a small sugar bowl for the table. I had several very nice vintage. If I lubed up and went slowly, there was hardly any pain at all. I tried bananas and cucumbers, bottles and dildos. I even shaved all my pubic hair off, because I thought gays liked bare pubes.I knew a lot of the hospital workers were gay, and they seemed okay with it, but I wasn’t ready to come out of any closet. I figured I would have a tough time getting ass fucked, if I wasn’t willing to approach someone who would satisfy my aching lust. Then, I thought of George.Basically, George was.