OLD WINEBAR
"Ugh. There is no way I can save this antiquated wine bar!" you exclaim in surrender.
A month ago, your father asked you to man and manage the winery and bar of your grandfather who recently passed away. The bar is situated in a rural town where the older generations of your family hailed from. Eventually, your family has established a nationally acclaimed wine business. Despite that, your grandfather insisted to keep this quaint bar.
You visited it a few times before and found it too traditional and old-timey. It also does not have so many customers and does not innovate on offerings. Your grandfather explains that the spirits that guides that place are responsible for the magic that led to the success of the family. Changing anything would be ungratefulness to those spirits. You dismissed his beliefs as effects of his dementia.
In respect to his wishes, you took over the bar without changing anything. However, it has been a week and a daily census of little over ten people has visited the bar. You even try to dress up sexily and show your skin to try to seduce people into coming in.
You call your father and tell him that you want to make changes already; however, he also insists that you do not change. He assures you that you will understand the meaning of your grandfather's magical stories.
On the fifth evening, you decide to close the bar early. You lean your back on the bottle displays behind the counter. You feel like you are wasting your time.
You decide to clean your station. And then you fix the tables and chairs. Even without staff, the idleness of the bar makes your singular presence enough to manage the whole place.
You go back to the station and start cleaning dishes. Then you notice a small bottle.
"What is this? I have not seen this before..."
The bottle has a label, "drink me... and be filled with spirit."
You decide to drink it. It has a citrusy taste. Then as it enters your system, your body burns with heat. You feel your libido rush in your veins. You become very horny--so horny that your eyes become blurry.
Then when you look at the bottle again, you notice that the label has changed, "there is a gift for you in the right top drawer. Open it and use wisely. And be filled with spirit."
Curious, you open the drawer and find a transparent dildo. Your mind suggests that you put it in your ass. You never considered yourself gay. But for some reason, your brain is being directed by otherworldly horniness.
You remove your overalls and instinctively insert the dildo in your ass. It hits something magical inside you. You moan as you push in and out. Suddenly, you are blinded with lights. White silhouettes of muscular man come to you and start caressing your body. Their hands are cold. One of them gets the dildo and fucks you with it. The other is jacking your dick off.
Overwhelmed, you start spurting cum. The orgams is so intense that you lose consicousness.
You wake up. It is already morning. You are already wearing your clothes. You stand up and see by the door: a long line of people eager to enter the bar thirty minutes before you open.
Maybe, the spirits of success are true afterall.
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