Unable to speak, I looked again around the bar, Hillary almost hyperventilating as I still hadn’t given an answer, the cute barman giving me a look as if to tell me to say something for fuck’s sake.
I wiped my face, my mouth dry as fuck, still words escaped me, for the first time in my life I couldn’t speak, Dan now looking down at me with concern, my face soaking again with tears, I pull Dan up to kiss me, as I do I am nodding. Dan picked me up from my seat, sticking his tongue further into my mouth, I wrapped my legs around his waist kissing him like there was no tomorrow.
Hillary got her breath back, and I heard the sound of a cork popping, as Dan lowered me to the floor, I was handed a glass of fizz, Hillary grabbed me, kissing me full on the cheek, Dan was the man of the moment, everyone wanting to hug and kiss him, the cute barman came over to me, kissed me full on the lips, sticking his tongue in before pulling back doing the same to Dan.
Dan turned back to me, taking the ring out of the box and placing it on my finger, I lifted my hand to show the customers to a round of applause.
“Music, we need music” screamed Hillary as the barman went over to the laptop and moments later the room was filled with Cliff Richards’ “Congratulations”. A second and third cork popped as the fizz flowed and the music continued.
Dan pulled me over to a quiet corner.
“I appreciate that you may have been caught up in the moment, and felt that you had to say yes, but should you….”
I put my finger over his mouth, “Don’t be stupid, of course I want this, I’m just a little annoyed that I didn’t beat you to asking” I kissed him again, feeling his pert arse as I did. “Now how do we tell mum” I laughed.
“She is going to go supersonic I just know” replied Dan burying his head into my shoulder pulling me in close.
“You have no idea Dan”
There was no way we were going to get out of the Bell, it was full on party mode now, a few more regulars turned up, the bar now full. Hillary had nipped out back putting on full drag and doing an impromptu show, making us stars for the night. I admit, I hadn’t seen a Hillary Us show in many years, and it hadn’t changed much at all, still the same old songs and jokes, but the crowd were lapping her up. I looked around the bar, I hadn’t noticed this before, but the crowd were all forty plus, all bear types, just the type of bar I would prefer when out in Manchester. The back room seemed to be a great addition, with people disappearing from time to time, coming back smiling. Both myself and Dan venturing in together and solo throughout the evening. Every time we went through the door Hillary would announce over the mic, “Don’t touch him boys, he’s an engaged man” however that never stopped us having a bit of fun.
Cute barman had finished his shift, replaced by yet another hottie wearing a kilt and leather waistcoat showing off a bush of chest hair, he seemed popular with the crowds, quite easy on the eye. Cute barman had joined the celebrations and on times would nip back behind the bar to help, and every time he did, he would grab another bottle of fizz to fill mine and Dan’s glass, offering Hillary a top up which of course was gratefully received as she offered a toast to the happy couple.
Spotting four guys leaving the back room, I grabbed hold of Dan’s hand, pulling him toward the door, Cute barman noticed this and followed us in. He stood opposite, watching as I kissed Dan, my hands running up the back of his shirt, then reaching down his jeans feeling his arse. Cute barman, hands in his trousers as he watched on. Dan lifted my T-Shirt, tossing the Versace on the floor, pulling on my jeans until they were around my ankles. I stood there naked, Cute barman now whipping out his cock still watching on as Dan stripped placing our clothes put in a messy pile on a chair.
Dan lifted me on to the sling, I reached back grabbing the chains and shimmied down the sling so that my arse was on the edge then lifted my legs up so that I was totally exposed. Dan ducked down below me, his tongue entering my hole, at this point in the night I didn’t need much lubrication down there, however I would always welcome Dan’s tongue, he was such a gifted rimmer. As he lapped away, I could see Cute barman coming in for a closer look, I admired his cock, whilst only about five inches in length it was the girth that impressed me, I wondered how it would feel inside me, and I didn’t have to wonder for long, as Dan stood up, offering my hole to him.
His sausage-like finger entered me first, working around to allow a second finger, massaging my prostrate until I gasped no more. Then his fat cock was inserted. Fuck me it was worth the wait, as he pumped his body into me, forcing the sling to move. Moments later he stopped moving allowing the force of the sling to guide me up and down his meat. His hands grabbing on to the sling keeping up the momentum making me feel every inch of his girth, the pounding I had earlier on in the back of the van now a distant memory as I felt myself being stretched again.
I looked over to Dan, he had been joined by some of the guys from the bar, as they feasted on his cock and arse, he kept his eyes fixated on me and the cute barman whose relentless pounding of me drew a big smile across Dan’s face. I cast my gaze over to the door just as it opened, new barman entered with a basket, on the pretence of collecting glasses, however the sign on the door forbid glasses being taken in, but I guess rules were made to be broken. New barman whispered something into Cute barman’s ear that made him smile, then he lifted the kilt to show me his caged cock, it was then I noticed cute barman wore a chain with a key, New barman moved up to my head, bent in and whispered to me “It’s a thick one ain’t it, just wait till he cums in you” then kissed me, sticking his tongue in as far as he could. I could have imagined it, but Cute barman increased his pounding as New barman stuck his tongue further into my mouth. New barman retreated back to the bar as cute barman pulled me in for one last thrust.
Fuck I felt him explode inside me, it was as if someone had set a party popper up my arse, the velocity of his load hitting my insides made me shudder, and it didn’t stop, Cute barman howled as he shot several other loads into me, still pumping away as he did so. I could hear Hillary announce over the mic “Looks like Dan’s arrived” to an eruption of applause from the bar, cute barman laughed and continued to howl as he continued to fill my insides. I could feel his seed seeping out of me even though his cock was still buried deep into my guts, looking over to my Dan, whose gaze was still locked on me, I just knew he was ready to give his guy a treat, mimicking Cute barman, who we now knew as Dan 2, he howled as the guy in front of him paused his bobbing, taking in my man’s load. Dan 2 left me leaking man milk, tucking himself away, went back to the bar, greeting by a hundred guys howling back at him.
My Dan walked over to me, kissing me, then inspecting my arse, assessing the damage inflicted by Dan 2, sticking a finger in my arse, hooking out some cream, before feeding it to me, then kissing me once more. Grabbing some roll from the dispenser, My Dan wiped me as clean as he could, then helped me down from the sling, and we both dressed. We left the back room leaving behind the two guys that were servicing my Dan, who were now busy taking care of each other, as we entered the bar, we were greeted with a round applause and yet another glass of fizz.
I looked down at my watch, fuck we had missed the last train home, but what a night we had experienced. Hillary had finished her show and was parading around the bar chatting with her fans, acting like the superstar that she was. We bid our farewells, and thanked them all for such an amazing night, as Dan searched for a taxi.
Mum was fast asleep when we finally got home, the house was shining, the smell of bleach from the kitchen hit me as soon as I got in, I was instantly transported back to cleaning day of my childhood. Both myself and Dan were shattered, and we headed straight to bed, asleep within minutes.
I woke the next morning with Dan sat on the floor watching me sleep. “Morning hubby” I smiled back at him, looked at my ring finger and said “Ok, let’s go make her millennium”
Mum was sat at the table, a feast of food in front of her, the teapot steaming away under it’s knitted tea cosy, three cups waiting to be filled, I reached out, to grab the tea pot and mum grabbed my hand, pulling it to her face, she looked at my ring finger, then looked at me and Dan, her face devoid of all emotion, I nodded, Dan smiled and kissed me. A god almighty scream came from mum, Jasper started barking as mum jumped up, pulling us both in close kissing us wildly, then that scream again. Moments later the back door flung open, Simon stood there in his pants out of breath as mum’s screams continued, she lifted my hand to show Simon my ring finger, still screaming with joy. Simon run to the three of us pulling us all into a group hug. Jasper finished barking but continued dancing around us.
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