Alex’s long sandy blonde hair was tied up in a high ponytail that drew attention to his cheek bones and the lines of his bare neck. He had a very tight white Tshirt with a low cut V in the front. From behind it was easy to mistake that tight firm little ass for a woman’s, but the view of the front clarified everything. His black jeans were practically painted on and a little apron hung around his waist as he bussed a tray of dirty glasses back to the bar.<br/><br/>He sighed heavily as some drunk guy grabbed a firm hold of his ass, startling him into nearly dropping the tray of glasses as he hopped and wiggled away. It was a busy night and he was already to go home, but the thoughts of what awaited him there kept him trudging through the night. The shift didn’t even end for another six hours and Alex knew he would be exhausted by the end of it.<br/><br/>The young man slipped behind the bar and dipped the glasses into the sink. His pale blue eyes flicked over to the bartender who was busy chatting with a group of scantily clad sexy girls. He poured a shot of strawberry vodka and slammed it back before the bartender could notice the infraction. Whatever.<br/><br/>Though, he paled a little when he noticed the handsome man with the messy bun at the counter. Had he noticed? Shit. Alex swallowed hard and wiped his hands on the apron as he went to the customer, “Have you been helped?"