Fine, except...

Your shift started out fine as you took over from Paul, with the old man soon heading out; leaving you in charge of the cooking and later to lock the place up as well.

Its an average pace today, with mostly the regulars and a few tourists visiting the restaurant. Max and two other waiters move back and forth, taking and delivering the orders to the customers. It's a normal day at your job. Well... almost normal.

You catch a break when there is a slight lack of people coming in. As you visit the bathroom, and are washing your hands, you hear somebody also in the bathroom. It's not a suprise, since this is an employee bathroom, however, what does suprise you, is what is going on at that moment.

You hear somebody gasp and speak lowly to themself. You recall only one other person heading to this place before you, and that was Max. You slowly perk your ears, and listen in to one of the stalls. Hearing something happening, it takes only a peek through a small crack to see what was going on.

Max was stroking himself off, on the toilet, his cock out and hand eagerly moving up and down his shaft. He is also slightly longer than you, but you shake your head at that thought. Looking away, you are about to leave when you hear your name.

"James."

You freeze at that, thinking that Max had caught you peeking. Until you hear him continue to gasp, and mutter your name. You take it as a sign, to quickly get out of the bathroom.

Max for his part, continued jerking-off and living his fantasy, none the wiser. "Yes. James, keep sucking. Ugh...I am about to cum. James!" he groaned, before cumming, covering the wall and his hand in cum. James' return had made him more hornier than before; more so, since he had time, to let his fantasy' run wild, when James was absent. But now, he wanted more.