They said they had some whisky and an air hockey table back at the house they shared and challenged me to a game or two. As sometimes happens, we had become buddies by then and didn't feel like calling it a night. We traded dirty jokes and lamented the lack of ladies until last call. While I couldn't exactly discuss literature with them, they were fun enough to be around. They seemed like nice guys just out for a good time and not much else. The only reason I came here was I lived just a couple blocks away and could walk home when I felt like getting too drunk to drive. Unfortunately they came to the wrong bar, this one was just a dive bar and the chances of hooking up with some pussy were slim to none, I should know. They were a few years younger than my 31 years and had come out that night trying to get laid. As the night wore on I found myself playing these two buddies, Rick and Tony. I found myself at my usual bar drinking alone and trying to win a game or two of pool. Stories Hub / Gay Male / Forced to Service Forced to Service
