After I fucked one of my regular straight frat boys, I took ..

After I fucked one of my regular straight frat boys, I took the blonde adonis out for breakfast. He had worked up quite the appetite. I chose a family oriented breakfast place near where I lived. Our pretty waitress couldn’t keep her eye off Cody. Neither could the tall, overweight manager, a big bear of a man. I don’t blame them. Cody’s white t-shirt was like painted on him, showing off his well developed pecs and abs. His khakis shorts hugged his nice bubble ass and showed off his strong legs that were coated with a thin layer of blonde hair. Cody reeks of arrogance. He kept his sunglasses on at the table to cover his bloodshot eyes. He hadn’t sleep much the night before. I had kept him awake much of the night pounding his straight boypussy. The waitress barely looked at me as I ordered two scrambled eggs, sausage, and bacon. She was too busy watching the frat boy smiling and bouncing his pecs through the white t-shirt. As for Cody, he ordered three scrambled eggs, three pieces of sausage, three pieces of bacon, a stack of pancakes, and toast. The waitress was impressed by the amount of food he ordered. I sit there drinking my coffee while Cody talked about working out and the girls he fucked like normal. He was truly the stereotypical blonde gym rat, dumb, oversexed, and completely into himself. The pretty waitress brought the tray of food we ordered and place my one plate of food before me and then place Cody’s three plates in front of him. “Thanks, baby,” Cody gave her his flirtous smile. “That’s a lot of food,” the girl commented “I have to feed the muscles,” Cody flexed his large biceps. The poor girl actually bashed. He was flirting with her to make a point to me and to himself that he was still straight although he took three loads of my cum up his beautiful jock ass last night and this morning. After the waitress left, Cody ran his hands together and picked up his knife and fork, when I stopped him. “Take off your shirt,” I smiled and took another slip of my drink. Cody stopped as he was about to take his first bite. He looked around, “here?” I put down my drink, “take off your shirt.” I knew behind his dark sunglasses his eyes had glazed over. He put down his knife and folk and reached down and pulled his shirt up. Cody slowly revealed his smooth chisel abs and then his muscular chest. He pulled the shirt over his head, tossing it on the seat beside him. An elderly couple seating at the booth across from us, gave him a disapproving look. On this left pec the words “still alive” was tattooed, a fitting motto for his life as a hard playing jock. “Good boy, now play with your tits,” I smiled. He looked around nervously but his hands went to his nipples and started to twist and pull them. “They are so sensitive, aren’t they. It like they are hot wired to your cock,” I smiled at him. “Mmm, yes,” he whispered in ecstasy as he teased and pinch his nipples. Cody was making quite the scene in the family restaurant. Meanwhile, I slipped off my right shoe and extended my foot to rest it on the booth between his legs. I began to rub my foot against his crotch through the khakis shorts. The tall, overweight manager came and stood at the table. His large body was blocking the view of our table from the other restaurant patrons. “Sir, You have to put on your shirt now or leave,” the manager spoke in a stern voice but I noticed how he was looking at Cody’s sexy lean body. “No he’s fine,” I smiled and waved my hand demisingly at the manager. The manager turned to me, “excuse me.” “He’s fine. In fact you like seeing him like that, don’t you. I saw you checking him out as soon as we came in.” The manager was visiblely upset and aroused. He didn’t know how to respond. I turned to Cody, “take out your cock and show it to the manager as your played with it.” Cody looked at me through his sunglasses as he pulled his hands from his pert nipples and reached under the table. He unzipped his shorts and pulled them and his underwear down. The manager swallowed nervously as he looked down as Cody pulled out his hard cock. “It’s beautiful isn’t it,” I whispered. “Yes,” the manager whispered. His eyes didn’t move from the muscle boy as he watched Cody stroke his cut 8 inch hard cock. Cody was beat red in embarrassment. “Pulled your shorts and underwear down to your ankles and show the manager how much of a jock slut you are,” I ordered Cody. The manager leaned his neck over to get a better look under the table and his eyes widen. The manager was impressed. While stroking his cock with his right hand, Cody reached his left hand between his legs and under his full heavy balls. He then began to pushed a finger in and out of his boypussy. He opened his mouth to let out a low moan. “This, this is a family restaurant,” the manager mumbled but licked his lips as he watched the naked stud jacked and finger himself. The bulge in the gay manager’s pants was obvious. He wanted Cody the first moment we walked into the restaurant. The way he stared at Cody’s plump ass in the tight khakis. “Cody is a very good cocksucker,” I smiled. “Aren’t you, Cody.” I could feel the hate in Cody’s eyes toward me. “How about you can try out Cody boy’s nice tight mouth, in return for two free meals,” I looked up at the manager who couldn’t take his eyes off Cody’s cock. “Damn, you,” Cody hissed under his breathe, “I think that can be arranged,” the manager whispered as he tried to discreetly adjust his bulge. “Good. Cody put your clothes back on and follow him,” I finished my drink. Cody knew he had no choice but to obey. He reached under the table and pulled his underwear and shorts up his legs and zipped them up. Cody then pulled his shirt back on. As he stood up, I looked up at Cody. “You will obey him,” I instructed. Then with a smirk, “Make me pride.” Cody got up from the booth and followed the manager to the back area. I began to eat my breakfast while waiting. Once in the small store room, the tall manager grabbed Cody by the shoulders, turning him around and pressing down. The jock knelt on to his knees as the manager undid his pants. Cody's eyes widened behind his sunglasses at the sight of the manager’s huge cock. The larger man then grabbed the younger stud by his blond hair and pulled Cody on to his cock. Cody tried to take as much of it into his mouth as he could but he began to gage on it. However the manager didn’t let up on the cocky jock. He continued to fuck Cody’s mouth hard. Cody grabbed hold of the older man’s legs to balance himself and try to have him ease off. It did no good. Cody was turning blue as he couldn’t breathe. Finally when Cody almost couldn’t anymore, the manager stopped fucking his mouth and came hard down my boy’s throat. When the manager pulled out, Cody fell onto his knees trying to catch his breath. After Cody recovered, he returned to the table. I smiled at him. His handsome face was red and a line of cum was running from his mouth down his chin. When he sit back down, I reach over and used my finger to wipe the cum drool from his face, “Good boy, now eat up. You earned it,” I smiled. He didn’t say a word and started eating his breakfast.