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Monday, March 31, 2025

[SS-1521] Guarded Cafe


GUARDED CAFE

There was a local coffee shop that was open during the day and closed before the dawn. They serve locally brewed coffee and specialty pastries. The cafe was being guarded by a handsome young man.

At the first look, one would not think of the man as a security staff. He did not have a uniform. He wore well styled clothes. He was handsome and muscled, so he looked more like a model than a security guard. But he had a baton on him, which signifies his job.


He was hardworking, greeting clients when they enter and checking suspicious bags.

He had already broken a few fights inside the cafe and threw out unruly guests.

He would get a fifteen minute break. He would sit in a corner of the cafe and he would have his free coffee.


He had become a celebrity as well, some of the girls and gays taking a picture with him. The owner allows it, as the socail media virality helps market the shop.

During Fridays however, the store would reopen at 11PM. A few invited guests, mostly executives and rich men from the offices in the city would visit.

The hot security guard would do a strip show for this men. This was his other job in the cafe.

The rich men would tip the guard while he gyrated his body. The coffee cups would be filled with wine for the executives to drown themselves with.

The evening ends with the final trick of the show. The guard would use his baton to fuck himself with. He would jack off while the rich men watched. They would place bets on how many spurts of cum his dick would eject.

Soon, he would cum all over the table he was dancing on. The guard would then go home with the executive who has the closest bet.





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