“I knew you’d love it, Adam,” he murmured, his voice a seductive promise as he glanced over his shoulder. The sensation was both violating and intensely intimate, leaving me gasping for breath and clutching the cold porcelain of the toilet.As the echo of his climax faded, I found myself slumped on my knees, hands gripping the toilet seat, a humiliating reminder of drunken nights spent in oblivion. Gay sex “Or your boss can walk in and catch us both in here.”His threat hung between us, a stark reminder of the stakes, as he backed me into the stall without waiting for my consent. I was fixing magazines and candy at the lower area of the front display; kids always mess up the area, and sure enough at the very bottom was a Snickers candy bar.I got on all fours and lowered my body to reach in and get the fucking thing, it was just out of reach between the pegboard and the metal hangers that were always in the way. “I’m a slut,” I gasped, a second wave of pleasure smearing the windshield. She fixed a lingering, hungry stare at my bulge—not entirely concealed despite my flustered state.The next customer, a young guy around 18, gave my crotch overt attention, his gaze unabashed
