Coffee Is A Drag - Part 1
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Adam stood leaning against the bar watching Krista perform. He was practically drooling and rubbed his mouth to make sure that he wasn’t. He swallowed hard as Krista danced around on the stage in thigh high stiletto boots. He wanted to unzip those boots with his teeth. He wanted to lick up the inside of her thigh and see what kind of surprise she had waiting for him beneath her tight leather skirt. He gave his cock a quick rub with the palm of his hand.
"Lambert! Order up, dude!"
He sighed as he turned his back on the pretty in front of him and made his way to the window to pick up the order of wings he had been waiting for.
"Man, you’ve got it bad." The cook, Tommy said while smirking at him. "Why don’t you just ask her out, man?"
Adam made a face. "I can’t get her to even talk to me. She doesn’t know I exist." He grabbed the wings and headed to the table in the front.
As he set the plate down in front of the man who had ordered them he couldn’t help but overhear part of the conversation.
"…what she’s got hidden under there?"
"Mm, would love to find out."
"Shit yeah!"
Adam walked away fuming, he had to get Krista’s attention somehow. He wanted her in the worse way. He didn’t want anyone else to have a chance with her. He had dreams at night about what she looked like when she wasn’t in drag. That tight compact body, the right height, and he would just bet, underneath that wig and make-up, she was just his type.
Tommy was waiting for him when he went back to the bar to pick up a drink order.
"You really need to just bite the bullet and ask her out, Adam. What are you waiting for?"
"Those men I took the wings too, they were talking about her." Adam almost whined. "Why won’t she talk to me?"
Tommy snickered into his hand. "Man, did you ever consider that Krista might be shy?"
Adam turned back to the stage to watch the last few seconds of Krista’s performance; she smiled brightly and bowed with her back to the audience, showing her red lacey panties.
"There’s no way she’s shy with the way she performs on stage." Adam said as he watched her walk off stage.
"I’m telling you, Adam, just ask her out already." Tommy turned and went back into the kitchen.
As Adam delivered the beer to the table that had ordered it, he saw Krista coming out from the back and make her way to the bar. He quickly followed and slid in beside her.
"Hey."
Krista looked up at him through her long eyelashes. "Hi."
"Can I buy you a drink?" Adam asked, whispering it in her ear.
"Um, okay. Just, uh, a beer, thanks."
Adam smiled brightly as Krista’s face turned pink beneath her make-up. He yelled at the barkeep and handed her the beer. "It’s on me, Brad."
"You got it!" Brad gave Adam a wink.
"I loved your performance, Krista." Adam said in his sultriest voice.
"Um, thanks for the drink Adam." Krista said before she hurried away to sit with her friends.
Adam sighed and went to check on his tables. Krista always ran away from him no matter how much he flirted or what he did. He just didn’t think that she liked him.
Krista walked into her apartment tired and ready for a shower. Occupied by thoughts of the very handsome Adam, she went through the motions of removing her clothing and make-up, turning back into Kris, leaving his alter ego behind in a pile of clothing and make-up cloths.
Kris climbed into the warm water, sighing at the feeling of the water on his tired muscles. ‘Adam…’, Kris thought, ‘what I wouldn’t give to get at you.’ He found himself lost in thoughts of that blue eyed tempter. Adam was constantly flirting with him when he performed as Krista but Adam flirted with lots of people and it didn’t mean anything. "If only," Kris said out loud to himself. ‘If only Adam meant it.’ "Gah!" Kris exclaimed as he palmed his cock, thinking of his fingers wrapped in black hair and his lips pressed against freckled ones.
Once he had taken the edge off of his need and washed up, he stepped out of the shower, toweled off quickly, and fell into the bed.
His last thoughts were of those sparkling blue eyes dancing with light before sleep took him.
Kris smacked at the alarm as it went off and once again, he gave thought to the fact that he needed to rearrange his ‘Krista’ schedule so he wasn’t working the night before going in to his ‘day’ job. The only reason he hadn’t? Adam worked those nights and even if he couldn’t have him, he wanted to be around the man. As he dressed, he remembered the night before and how Adam had bought him a drink. Adam did that sometimes, but he did that for the other ‘girls’ too, right? Oh how Kris longed for it to mean something, anything, but it didn’t. Adam was just a nice guy, thoughtful like that. There was no hope that Adam was interested in him. That man was way out of his league.
Adam pulled on his vintage t-shirt, smoothing it down, sat and pulled on his boots. He checked himself in the mirror to make sure he looked okay for the audition. Snug black skinny jeans, tight in all the right places completed his outfit. ‘Nice’, he thought, grabbed his messenger bag and headed out.
"Coffee, I need coffee." He mumbled to himself as he turned the corner to the street he was looking for. He was early, so he popped into a small coffee shop and stood in line to get his needed boost of caffeine. Soon it was his turn.
"What can I get ya?" a voice behind the counter asked.
He looked up from his phone and his breath caught. Standing behind the counter was one of the best looking men he had seen in a long time. There was something slightly familiar about him, like he had seen him before but he knew that he hadn’t. He would have remembered. The man had unruly brown hair, sticking up in places, deep brown eyes and nicely shaped muscled arms, pecs to die for, and the cutest crooked smile.
And the cute guy was looking at him like he had three heads.
"Um, coffee, black. That’s it." Adam managed to say, while looking to see if the guy had a name badge on. He didn’t, mores’ the pity. He watched the guy move to the coffee, pour it, pop the lid on and turn back around with the same shocked look on his face as before. "Is there something wrong?" Adam asked the cute barista.
"Ah, no. Why?" The poor man looked like he couldn't breathe.
"You just look like, I don't know." Adam gave him his best smile. "I'm Adam. What's your name?"
Just then a woman jostled him from behind and he almost spilled his coffee as she pushed by him and started ordering her coffee.
If the good looking man had given Adam his name, he missed it because of her. He sat down, since he had the time and watched the cute guy work. He also caught the man looking at him from time to time. Adam winked at him once and watched, pleasantly surprised, when the young man's face turned red. It stayed busy until Adam had to leave or be late for his audition. He hated leaving without the guy’s name since he was instantly taken with him and decided to come back after the audition and hope the man was still working.
Kris couldn't help but sneak glances over at Adam as he sat by the window drinking his coffee. He had never come in here before and Kris wondered if Adam lived nearby. That would mean that they live close to each other if that were true. Unfortunately, he got busy filling drink orders and when he looked up at the table Adam had been sitting at, it was empty. No sign of Adam in sight. He really wanted to be upset but Adam was way out of his hemisphere, so why even feel bad. He sighed and continued to work.
Afternoon came and Kris went outside to take a break. He snuck out the back door and leaned against the wall, catching a quick smoke. He didn't want anyone to know that he smoked, because Krista smoked sometimes, but Kris? No, Kris didn't smoke. If he had known who was coming back by the shop, he wouldn't have taken that break, and things may have happened very differently than the way they went down.
But hey, how do you know when the Universe is getting ready to give you a big gift? You don't...
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six