Virginial?

He lent across the table his hipster jeans lowered significantly revealing the gold jewelled g-string that rested on his hips. He collected the empty glasses from the rowdy group giving them a smile as he did.

“Anything else I can get you guys, it’s the last 10 minutes of happy hour, 2 for 1 and all that jazz,” he said happily as he took the 5 orders and walked back to the bar.

The Omnicaro was one of the many bars in Sussex that was actually named for its rowdy and drunk customers. Many fights had broken out in this pub and now had police patrol almost 24/7.

“Alright Harry, how’s your evening?” the blond haired blue eyed cop was one of the usual police officers in the pub.

“Hey Sean I’m good ta yourself? Bit of a busy day though,” Harry loaded the dishwasher with the dirty glasses before starting to pour some more drinks for the customers.

“I’m good nothing interesting today though,” his eyes on the straps of the g-string “Well, until I got tonight’s shift,” he winked at the smiling barman.

After serving the drinks to the group he had come from previously he went back to the bar chatting to the friendly and suggestive cop, cleaning as he went.

Finally at about half 12 the last group of people left the group, moving onto the clubs that were now open. Chatting with Sean, Harry grabbed his cloth and started to wipe down the tables, Sean sitting and drinking at the bar still.

Surprised by the sudden silence from his friend he turned around from cleaning the table, dropping the three glasses he was holding as Sean pulled him into a demandingly soft kiss, pushing him back onto the table.
Harry groaned into the kiss as a hot tongue invaded his mouth, tasting his pallet and massaging Harry’s own tongue.

Sean felt Harry run his hands through his hair, and pulled him instinctively closer, devouring his mouth with ease and many years of experience. Pushing him down on the table he made quick work of Harry’s top as the young man arched into him, grinding against him and with him for release.

“Oh gods please!” Harry pleaded as the talented tongue sucked his erect nipple, whilst his hand found his erection, under his clothes.

He moaned of the loss of his hand as Sean moved back up his body and started kissing him again on his lips. Both moved together as they frantically ripped at each others clothes, the need for naked flesh overwhelming all other thoughts and actions.

Sean was left completely naked accept from his shirt which Harry had ripped open, but now gripped onto to pull the man closer to him. Harry was left in the gold and black g-string which had started Sean’s obsession with the slight and younger man beneath him, who was mewling as he thrust against him.

Harry was turned onto his stomach, hissing in a pained pleasure as the glass from a earlier broken glass, cut into his chest but shortly finding himself bucking back against the heat of his partner behind him.

“Once I’ve done fucking you here, I’m going to fuck you over the bar, and then against the wall and I’m going to ravish you until you are my cock hungry whore,” he growled out thrusting against him, making him mewl in anticipation of what was to come.

“I’ll be right back…” Harry took no notice of his words; he wanted the man to fuck him already!

“Oh please…Sean…”

Harry whined at the sudden lose of heat from his partner, he managed to come out of his lustful frame of mind, enough to for more coherent sentences.

“Sean…please just fuck me already!…”

“Potter!”

“What the fuck!?” Harry’s head flew back as he looked over his shoulder at the not so welcome guests now staring at him, gob smacked, he had never lost an erection so quickly in his whole short life.

“Harry…who the hell are you?” 5 wands were immediately upon his person and he dropped the pot of lubrication onto the floor as he raised his hands, no noise was made accept for the rolling pot of lub as it stopped by the black haired mans feet.