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Topped : Straight to gay erotica
JakeMy first day at the coffee shop seems like it was yesterday. I started working here almost a year ago. I'm a barista, and while it's not the most glamorous job in the world, it pays the bills and I get free coffee. Free coffee is the best thing in the world.
Almost every day, there are patrons who come in with their laptops and do whatever they do. Even though it's not my business, I've always wondered what customers are doing.
To get to the bathroom, I had to walk behind the customer's tables, and today, I saw one of our regulars' computer screen. My eye only caught it for a half-second. I'm pretty sure he was writing something dirty. I think he writes erotica! It was definitely a sexy piece of writing.
I laughed as I walked out of the bathroom and saw that he had switched seats. From this angle, I can't see his computer screen. It's rude to look over someone's shoulder, but I wanted to see what he was writing.
I began making coffee and tea once I got behind the counter again. The man writing erotica walked up to the register. When he was eyeing me at the counter, I almost spilled hot coffee all over myself. He already paid for his coffee… What else did he want?
“Can I help you?” I had no idea who he was despite seeing him several times a week. I didn't know his name.
“I’ll take a breakfast sandwich.” He then told me what else he wanted. He sat at his laptop while I prepared his food. Silly me… Of course he didn’t get up to flirt with me. Or did he?
I brought his food over to him and asked, “So, what do you do on that computer of yours?” I'm probably going to get fired. I'll lose my job because he'll complain to my manager. Although he's cute, I'm not sure he's worth it.
“I’m an author. I’m writing a book,” he rasped.
Fuck, he knows I saw his screen earlier. His smoldering gaze tells me either he's pissed or annoyed. It might be both. I thought he wrote gay erotica, but I could be totally wrong. Maybe it was just my desperate, sex-starved imagination.
"That's cool," I said as I turned to leave.
"Wait!" he shouted. “Did you see my screen?”
My Adam's apple bobbed as I swallowed nervously. “Nope. Why would you say that?”
Taking a bite of his sandwich, he said, “Because you're blushing. Most people don’t appreciate that type of literature during their workday.”
“I guess I'm busted then,” I laughed nervously, “It wasn't my intention to look. It was an accident. I’m really sorry.”
“It's fine,” he said as he sipped his coffee.
“Can I read your stories sometime?” I curiously asked. There was definitely something sexy about him… I couldn’t deny that I felt curious.
“Sure.” He reached into his laptop case for a pen and notepad. “Here's my phone number.”
Does Jake call the mystery man? Click the "Buy Now," button to find out
This is a MM gay erotica intended for adult audiences
Almost every day, there are patrons who come in with their laptops and do whatever they do. Even though it's not my business, I've always wondered what customers are doing.
To get to the bathroom, I had to walk behind the customer's tables, and today, I saw one of our regulars' computer screen. My eye only caught it for a half-second. I'm pretty sure he was writing something dirty. I think he writes erotica! It was definitely a sexy piece of writing.
I laughed as I walked out of the bathroom and saw that he had switched seats. From this angle, I can't see his computer screen. It's rude to look over someone's shoulder, but I wanted to see what he was writing.
I began making coffee and tea once I got behind the counter again. The man writing erotica walked up to the register. When he was eyeing me at the counter, I almost spilled hot coffee all over myself. He already paid for his coffee… What else did he want?
“Can I help you?” I had no idea who he was despite seeing him several times a week. I didn't know his name.
“I’ll take a breakfast sandwich.” He then told me what else he wanted. He sat at his laptop while I prepared his food. Silly me… Of course he didn’t get up to flirt with me. Or did he?
I brought his food over to him and asked, “So, what do you do on that computer of yours?” I'm probably going to get fired. I'll lose my job because he'll complain to my manager. Although he's cute, I'm not sure he's worth it.
“I’m an author. I’m writing a book,” he rasped.
Fuck, he knows I saw his screen earlier. His smoldering gaze tells me either he's pissed or annoyed. It might be both. I thought he wrote gay erotica, but I could be totally wrong. Maybe it was just my desperate, sex-starved imagination.
"That's cool," I said as I turned to leave.
"Wait!" he shouted. “Did you see my screen?”
My Adam's apple bobbed as I swallowed nervously. “Nope. Why would you say that?”
Taking a bite of his sandwich, he said, “Because you're blushing. Most people don’t appreciate that type of literature during their workday.”
“I guess I'm busted then,” I laughed nervously, “It wasn't my intention to look. It was an accident. I’m really sorry.”
“It's fine,” he said as he sipped his coffee.
“Can I read your stories sometime?” I curiously asked. There was definitely something sexy about him… I couldn’t deny that I felt curious.
“Sure.” He reached into his laptop case for a pen and notepad. “Here's my phone number.”
Does Jake call the mystery man? Click the "Buy Now," button to find out
This is a MM gay erotica intended for adult audiences
24 pages, Kindle Edition
Published July 25, 2022
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