Bar Stories

We had been looking forward to this for months, chatting on KS, sending each other explicit pics and videos on a messaging app, and counting down the days until his work trip to Wellington. I already knew exactly what his cock looked like and how well it worked. I’d seen how he jerked himself off. I knew about the delicious amount of chest hair and the strong arms. I had no secrets from him, either. And fuck, the enthusia...

It was the Lions Tour of New Zealand in 2016 and I was working in Hamilton as a bartender the night they played in town. Swarms of people thronged and packed out every available space in every open bar, a mix of kiwis and those travelling from the UK to support their team. As I was working, an irish husband and wife sat at the bar sparking continual conversation with me, unlike their companions they were savouring the dri...