Page 24 of Back Room Host

What’s this all about?

“You damn slut! I know exactly where to find you!”

Slut?

It was impossible to miss that this Billy Idol also had quite a few drinks. He pushed Juri on the shoulder. Juri staggered, and with the first step beneath his feet, he lost his balance. I rushed over and caught him at the last moment before he stumbled backward down the stairs.

“That was close,” he gasped and held onto me. “Thank you.”

His voice sent a cold shiver down my spine. It was so deep and soft. I felt his slim body in my hands, and with my fingers, I even touched his bare skin on his left flank. We were so close that I felt his warm breath on my skin, while his moss green eyes had me completely captivated.

“Holy cow!” Clé called as he returned. “What are you doing? Just go to the bathroom once, and there’s trouble!”

My gaze was locked with Juri’s, and suddenly, I felt the urge to kiss him. His sensual lips practically begged for it.

“Billy Idol started it,” Juri defended himself and straightened up with my help.

His hand lingered on my arm for a moment longer than necessary. It sent my blood racing, and I didn’t want him to let go of me again.

Billy Idol remained suspiciously calm as he glowered down at us from the top of the stairs. I couldn’t tell if he was aware of what would have happened if Juri had fallen down the fifteen steps. Also, there were no more insults. Perhaps because Clé and I were there now. It seemed like the two of them knew each other from somewhere. But now, the guy just passed us by as if nothing had happened.

“Asshole,” Juri said, visibly annoyed.

“Slut,” Billy Idol retorted and walked away.

“You caught him,” Clé said gratefully. He grabbed Juri by the neck and laughed loudly. “That’s reason enough to give Blondy a chance.”

Juri rolled his eyes. “Fine! Let’s go grab a drink, and you can tell me about your project.”

I was surprised at how easily he gave in. Negotiating with him had been enjoyable, but now, I felt a sudden surge of joy. I beamed at Juri like a kid in a candy store. He rolled his eyes again, but then a beautiful smile crossed his face.

“How about tomorrow?” I asked, trying to keep my excitement in check.

“Tuesday,” he replied sternly. “I can’t do it any earlier.”

“Okay, Tuesday it is! Cool! Then …” I took out my phone. “Then … uh … give me your number.”

“No, we’re meeting at nine at Limmat Square.”

“Uh, okay. But you better show up. I don’t want to go there for nothing.”

“He’ll definitely be there,” Clé assured me and put his arm around Juri. “And if not, you’ll hear from me.” His threat was loving but firm. “So long! See you, Blondy!” Clé said with a broad grin and led Juri past the cloakroom and out.

For a moment, I watched them leave, hardly able to believe my luck. When Juri glanced back over his shoulder, my heart skipped a beat.

Damn! What just happened?

I just wanted to go home because the warm current in my middle heated up my entire body and made it impossible for me to think about anything else but Juri. The way he looked at me, how he felt, and how he touched me.Fuck… The moment had been too beautiful, too sensual for him not to have noticed it too.

Less than half an hour later, I was lying in bed at home, kneading my penis. Juri was swirling around in my thoughts and wouldn’t let go of me. I loved his moss green eyes. Withthe black makeup, they appeared incredibly mysterious. He was a bit slimmer than me, but that was probably because he didn’t train as excessively.

Does he do sports?

Gradually, the jogging pants became an obstacle, so I pushed them down and freed myself from them. The same with my T-shirt. And as I stroked my chest muscles with one hand and pinched my nipples, I continued to massage my increasingly hardening cock.

I imagined Juri standing sweaty in front of me, running his hands through his black hair. Every time he looked at me, there was something seductive in his gaze. It was clearly due to his beautiful eyes, the dark brows, and his well-shaped erotic lips. But despite all the softness, he had rather hard facial features. And then there was that scar on his neck.

What’s behind that?

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