I Don't Have A Choice

I start to say something but then the guy grabs my head and pulls it towards his crotch. Next thing I know his cock is in my mouth. My arms flay around as the guy thrusts back and forth. The restaurant owner grabs my left hand and places it on his cock. I stroke it.

I blow and stroke the two men, hearing their groans and moans. My cock is rock hard. After a while, my head is pulled away and turned to the other guy. I blow him and my right hand strokes the guy I was blowing.

I switch between the two men, blowing and sucking them. I can't believe how much I'm enjoying this. I've never been this horny before in my life. My mouth slobbers over their cocks. My fingers trace around their cocks. They run their hands over my body, reaching down and grabbing my cock. I gasp, muffled. The men move their hips back and forth, driving their cocks deeper in my mouth.

Then, I get pulled away. My head is tilted back and my mouth is forced open. Both men hover over me stroking their cocks. I stick out my tongue just as they both grunt and cum on my face. Their cum splatters on my nose and mouth. Some of it gets in my mouth. Once they finished, they clean their cocks on my chest and step back.

"Damn, he looks even better now," the guy that came in says. The owner agrees.

I stay on my knees, panting with my tongue out.

"Swallow it, slut," they tell me.

I close my mouth and swallow, then open and stick my tongue out, showing it's clean.

"Good boy. Now for the next part."