Page 44 of He is Poison

“Oh yeah? You see me andyou assume I’m foreign?” Seth laughed, as the man spoke in English, though witha strong German accent.

“You just asked for yourdrink in English.”

Seth leaned against thebar with a low chuckle. The alcohol must have gotten his brain to slow down.“You a natural blond?” Seth laughed and tousled the stranger’s hair.

“Are you Italian?” Theman flashed him a perfect white grin.

“Si.” Seth raisedhis glass to the stranger when they got their drinks.

“Where from?” The manslid an arm around Seth’s midsection and tugged him away from the bar.

“Sicily. Are you local?”He reciprocated the hug, feeling a lot more confident than around Domenico.Come to think of it, when out of the clutches of the family home, he alwaysfelt more confident than with Domenico.

“No, I’m originally froma village near Munich, but I live here now. Pretty close to this place,actually.” His warm fingers tickled Seth’s ribs.

“Oh yeah? Cause I’m atourist. You got your own place?” Seth downed his shot and scowled at how sweetit was.

“I have a roommate, buthe’s out for the weekend. I’m Kurt, by the way.” The man reached out his hand,even though he was already embracing Seth.

“Seth. Can’t wait to bea tourist...” The grin on his face faded, and he trailed away when theypractically walked into Domenico.

“Where are we going?”came the stern baritone.

Kurt blinked, confused,and drew back just a bit. “Is... uh, is that your boyfriend?”

Seth rolled his eyes.“In his dreams. Roommate.”

“His bodyguard,” saidDomenico. Plain and simple. His face was just as emotionless as it had beenwhen Seth had first seen him as an adult, in that horrible warehouse in NewYork City. “Wherever he’s going, I’m going as well.”

Kurt frowned at Seth,and his arm slid away from his back. Seth sighed, already feeling this wouldnot end well. “You know what, maybe tonight isn’t the best...” He sighed. “I’llbe staying in Berlin a bit longer, I’ll give you my number?”

Before Kurt could evenrespond, Domenico stepped in, taking away his cell. “That would be a securitybreach. You cannot give your number to random people.”

Kurt cleared his throat,raising his hands in defeat. “You know what, I’m actually visiting family thisweek, so I won’t be available after tomorrow. Sorry.”

Seth faked a smile as hesaid his good-byes. “Thanks,” he spat to Domenico as soon as his would-be-fuckfled the stage.

Dom looked at him with aserious expression. “You’re not going to anyone’s house. Find someone in therestroom.”

Seth shook his head.“Whatever.” He turned without looking back and went straight for the toilets.He needed to pee anyway. He didn’t even remember how much he had drunk already.Having a bodyguard sucked ass. Even one so handsome.

He strolled into thelarge, industrial bathroom with a row of urinals right up front. Hoping for amoment of peace and quiet though, he quickly made his way into one of thestalls. The whole club was surprisingly clean for what it was, and the stallwas no exception. Gray and white tiles, and a poster of an upcoming partymounted on one of the walls. He could hear unmistakable sounds coming from oneof the closed stalls, so he went to the last one, eager for a moment of peace.The will to fuck had died in him for the night. Domenico would surely ruin itanyway. He sat down on the toilet seat with a sigh and tried to focus. His mindwas hazy with the alcohol, yet Seth was sure he could down a few more shotsbefore going to sleep. There was a shuffle to his left when someone occupiedthe stall next door, but he didn’t pay it much mind until he heard someoneknock on the wooden parting. Seth shot it a glance and froze at the sight of acircular opening. There was a piece of paper stuck through it, and he could seethe two fingers that held it.

Seth’s lips parted andhe took the note without thinking, but, when he opened it, it was in German. Ofcourse. It took another look at the hole in the wall for him to realize what hewas actually looking at. This was no regular ‘hole’. This was agloryhole. His eyes went wider, and so did his throat.Bingo.

There was another knock,and through the muffled noise of fucking a few stalls to the right, he caughtthe sound of a zipper opening. His breath stilled, before it came back withdouble speed. This was perfect. So perfect that he was wondering why he hadnever done it before. A completely anonymous German guy, one he didn’t have tochat up or look at. The stall walls went all the way to the tiles, so even ifDom chose to come in and have a peek underneath, he wouldn't get to see anything.

Seth’s gaze didn’t leavethe hole for a second. He leaned forward to support his elbows on his thighs,and his mouth watered when he caught the first glimpse of an uncut cock. Hegrinned to himself and slowly slid down to the tiles on his knees. He wasactually going to do this! Eyeing the cock like a new friend, he leaned closer.

All the way in now, thepenis was only half-hard, but it was a beauty: long and thick, the head stillcovered by silky foreskin.

“Mmm... hello there...”he muttered to himself, breathing on the skin and he ran his fingers along thetop of the slowly darkening dick. Without much thought, he slid his tongue intothe sheath of foreskin, marveling at the satiny feel of the guy’s cock. It feltsoft, and the musky, yet clean smell made him groan.

Seth grabbed the shaftwith one hand and struggled to unbuckle his own belt with the other while heclosed his lips around the cockhead. There was no hurry. Domenico could waitfor him. He smiled at the thought.

His briefs felt tighterwhen the other guy’s dick twitched in his mouth, hardening fast. Seth pulledhis trousers down just enough to touch himself and sucked on the deliciousstranger. He imagined what he could look like. Aryan German like that Kurt guy?He sucked harder, while stroking the shaft. No, this dick was darker than that.Turkish? Nevertheless, it was absolutely delicious: clean, but it had been afew hours since his shower, so the natural taste overpowered the soap. With theshaft expanding to full hardness, the foreskin retracted, uncovering the head.Seth shivered, gathering the saltiness from the slit on top. He could be asthorough as he wanted, and no one would know. Better than a darkroom even, ashe could see the whole cock in bright light. He pulled back his lips to see thebeauty in its full (hole) glory as he worked it with his hand. It was erect,straight and dark, the tip like a glazed plum. He leaned in to suckle on theloose skin and kissed the underside moments later, but finally took his handaway, just to pull down his own briefs. Seth couldn’t stop kissing around thehead, already fully hard himself. From behind the wall, he heard a muffledgroan.

Seth started slowlypumping his own cock, imagining a brawny Turk on the other side, and had tocrook his head a little, to take more of the cock into his mouth. He closed hislips, tuning into the pulse of the other man. The prick felt alive on histongue, and he was sorry he couldn’t touch this other guy’s balls, lick themall over like he did with the cock. Hollowing his cheeks, Seth took him in evenfarther.