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Jacques owned a small restaurant in a little town and business was real slow. Each day he sat down and looked at the numbers and wondered how the hell he would be able to stay in business much longer. Early one Friday evening he was hovering around, waiting anxiously for any sign of customers when suddenly a rugby team poured through the doors. Jacques couldn?t believe his luck! Not only did he have fifteen potential customers but the guys still had their ruby kit on and were all steamed up from a late practice. Their sweat and pheromones swirled through that small space, setting Jacques? lust aflame. He greedily drank in the sight of their massive shoulders, big beefy butts and bare, furry legs. He was in a lust crazed daze as he welcomed them to the restaurant and tried to get them all seated. The guys wanted to sit at one table so he asked a few of the beefier dudes to move some of the tables together while he went off to get the beers that they were demanding. He couldn?t remember when last he had sold fifteen beers in one evening! Things were definitely looking up. When Jacques retuned to the table he realized, with great shock, that business wasn?t the only thing looking up. One the guys had a pronounced hard on in his shorts and Jacques couldn?t tear his eyes away from it. ?You like that, don?t you?? the guy asked as he wrapped his fist around it. Jacques was mortified. His face blushed beet red. The guys all snickered and Jacques beat a hasty retreat. It had been a long, long time since he had had even the merest hint of a sexual encounter and now here he was presented with a hot, handsome rugby dude wrapping his fist around his thick cock and asking if Jacques liked the look of it. Of course he liked it! But what the hell was he to do about it? He tried sending Mary, his chef, out to take the team?s order but she came back and told him that they were insisting he did it. He nervously approached the rowdy bunch and asked if Anadolu Yakası Escort (http://www.escortgirl.info/) they had decided what they would like to eat. One by one the guys stood up and pulled their shorts and undies down to their knees as they gave him their order. Jacques was flustered. He couldn?t remember a word of what they had said. All he could think about were those fat cocks and juicy nuts on display. He counted three black bushes, nine dark brown, two blond and one ginger. His brain memorized each inch of flesh, each curl of tangled pubes. There were three cut cocks and five with foreskins that revealed a small amount of cockhead and seven foreskins that completely hid the juicy cock knobs underneath them. There were five pairs of goose-egg sized balls, six medium sized pairs and four that were either small or appeared to be small because of the large floppy cock hanging over them or the wild tangle of bush that gre around them. He greedily drank in the beauty of all this man flesh on display until sadly they pulled their shorts up again. ?Er?I,m er?I?m sorry? he stammered ?I didn?t quite get your order. Can I start again? ?You were too busy staring at our cocks, weren?t you?? the pale skinned redhead said. How did the red head know that out of all of them, he was the one that had most captivated his attention, Jacques wondered. His skin was flawlessly pale and looked like it would be satiny soft to the touch. Jacques imagined that the red head?s nipples would be tiny and deep red in color; they would be the only disturbance of the alabaster perfection of his toned chest. And then suddenly, in the middle of his being, there was that jungle of ginger-red fur and hanging below that a huge, floppy cock with a long, pale foreskin that puckered up almost an inch beyond the cock head that it protected. Oh how he would love to go down on his knees and peel back that magical skin to reveal what he could just Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan (http://www.escortgirl.info/) imagine would be a juicy red knob, born to be bathed, licked and nibbled by his tongue. Oh how good his hand would feel sliding up those smooth, strong thighs and attempting to prize those solid bum cheeks apart, desperate to ripple over the toffee truffle deep that lay deep in the valley of those firm man mountains. Jacques had been so lost in reverie that the feel of a large hand grabbing a handful of his little bubble butt brought him back to earth with a thrill like none he had experienced in a long time. He felt his cock start to twitch as that masterful hand kept massaging his little round cheeks. And now the owner of that hand, the same guy who had showed Jacques his boner earlier, started rubbing Jacques? dick through his jeans. ?Hey guys, look what we got here.? he said. ?Leave the poor guy alone,? one of the burly blond dudes chided. ?We won?t get any food at this rate.? Jacques reluctantly broke free from his groper?s hands and took the orders again, taking great care to write them all down this time. After taking out another round of beers he went to help Mary in the kitchen. How he didn?t chop his hands off with the sharp kitchen knives he wasn?t sure because he just could not concentrate. He kept thinking about all that prime man beef he had in his restaurant and about the sexy, hot show they had given him. To go months without so much as a sighting of cock and then suddenly to be presented with fifteen juicy members was almost a little too much for his brain to take in. He knew sportsmen could get a bit raunchy and rowdy when they were together but this was beyond his wildest porn dreams. They knew exactly where his weaknesses lay and he hoped to goodness that they would not try to exploit it to get away with not paying the bill. The restaurant would definitely go under if that were Escort Anadolu Yakası (http://www.escortgirl.info/) to happen; but hey, kingdoms had been lost for lesser prizes. Jacques had Mary help him take out the meals when they were ready and fortunately the guys all behaved themselves. But once Mary was back in the kitchen Jacques had to go check on the team?s drinks. Once more that naughty hand closed around his butt and began the delicious massage of his peachy cheeks. ?Man, my girlfriend?s butt seems like a barrel compared to this little beauty.? The dark haired stud said. ?Hey Bill, make him hard again.? the redhead called out. ?I think it?s you he is most crazy about.? Bill replied. ?His eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw that big thing of yours. Why don?t you come over here and stir him up?? The red head?s face flushed until it was almost the same color as his hair, but he remained rooted to his chair. Instead, the beefiest guy in the room got up and came and knelt in front of Jacques and started rubbing his cock and before long Jacques was back on the bone. Oh shit! This was not how things were supposed to happen. ?Look guys,? he said ?the restaurant is really struggling financially. I can?t afford to give away any freebies. One of the blond dudes came over and took his billfold out of his pocket. He removed a wodge of cash and stuffed it into Jacques back pocket. ?The only thing we want is a bit of fun.? he told Jacques. ?Now how about you get under the table while we eat and show us how pleased you are to see us.? Excitement coursed through Jacques veins. He was shaking, quaking and sweating. He could hardly breathe and his heart pounded so loudly he was certain that everyone in his small town must be able to hear it. With wobbly knees he went over and locked the entrance door. Returning to the table he hovered near the beefy blond who had made the suggestion. Surely this was a wind up? Surely they didn?t want him down on his knees, under the table? But they did. The beefy blond cupped his hand around Jacques butt and gave it a good squeeze. ?Come on, you might not get through all of us if you don?t start soon.? he said. Jacques didn?t need a second invite. He got down under the table and tugged on the blond dude?s shorts, pulling them all the way down to his ankles.