Adrian handed out the last burger of the night along with the fries and cola. He was thrilled when the customer said the order was "to go".
Locking the door and pulling the blinds closed. He knew the hard work was ahead.
Roger came out with the mop and started his work in the customer seating area. Jerome was already hard at work cleaning the grill.
And Marshall was waiting in the back office.
Adrian hadn't planned to take this job. Wokring in a burger joint at night while he wrote scripts in the morning wasn't the glamourous job he had in mind when moving to LA.
But every morning he awoke bright and early, staggered naked to the bathroom and got himself ready for the day.
After a quick visit to the gym and nearby coffee shop, he returned to the lap top computer which housed his future.
There were stories, treatments and scripts incomplete. And there were two or three completed which had already been copied at Kinkos, registered at the Guild and mailed to prospective literary agents.
Not for us but keep writing kid and keep us in mind. Adrian had heard that so often, his lips mouthed the words when those phone calls came.
It was a fluke that he came into this same burger joint now and then and enjoyed being flirted with. He was gay, he knew that and it was very ok. Late night dancing, after hour parties and hook ups reinforced his confidence from the day he moved to LA.
"So you're a writer huh?" Marshall saw him going through one of his scripts one evening in the joint. And for some reason, Adrian told this man everything.
"Here's what you do, come work here at night and write in the morning. I'll pay you well and if you need some dough to get stuff mailed out you got it"
Adrian was dumfounded at the offer.
"One thing though, we're all gay here" Marshall added.
Adrian nodded. He presumed the man if not the clerk, who he later found out was named Roger, knew he was gay...or at least they thought he was.
"So I let the guys use the guest house and we all take care of each other, you know what I mean? It's important we are happy and keep each other happy."
Adrian nodded he did know what the man meant.
Roger was the first to grope him. Adrian didn't mind and in fact ended up having one hell of a night of sex with the boy.
"So this is where you all live huh?" Adrian said after the second go round. "Yea pretty sweet. We all are are actors, designers, directors..or at least that's what we wanna be. One guy, Samson got a gig assisting George Lukas up north. That's why we got a place open. You should move in.
So Adrian moved in. The guys were all cool, supportive, usually horny and Marshall was a great cook. The guys used the main house kitchen and would get treated to great meals now and then by him.
Marshall wasn't too much older. He went to the gym every morning and his body showed it. He bought the burger franchise with some inheritance. He didn't have to work, but every night he was there.
Adrian went into the office. Marshall was already naked and hard.
"Jerome will be here in a minute" He said. Adrian undressed and washed in the private bathroom Marshall said.
"Ok boys" Marshall called.
Jerome was there and hard as hell as always. The boy was so smooth Adrian swore he shaved all the time, but he didn't.
"Body of a blonde" Jerome would shrug.
Adrian hugged and kissed him like always. His gut churned and Adrian began to kiss the boy's face, neck and chest.
Roger was there too holding the pole.
Marshall moved around the two aiming and zooming.
The videos weren't fancy but they were hot. Adrian didn't mind seeing his face let alone ass and cock on the internet. The tapes sold and they all got a share of the income.
And the sex wasn't bad either.
Maybe someday he'd write a story about it all, maybe even a script. But who would believe it.
Adrian fucked the boy until the kid actually came on his own. It was hot, it was always hot.
"OK boys, enough for tonight" Marshall said "at least here, why don't we go back to the house and have some off camera fun?"