There was a bit of a thrill at the way the blond wiggled around.  It was almost a pity when it stopped.  Probably for the best, though…  Too much fighting meant bruises, scratches, even bite marks.  It also meant that deniability was right out the window, because he’d have to start knocking the pretty server boy around.  That didn’t mean that he wasn’t a little too rough as he yanked him toward one of the narrow stalls lined up on the far wall.<br/><br/>Once there, he shoved Alex forward to where he’d either have to grab hold of the tank or the wall to keep his balance.  Matt locked the door closed in a hurry and reached around to unfasten those tight jeans.  Yanking down the black denim with a few sharp tugs, he was able to get the perfect view of the server’s ass.  Hunger renewed, Matt hissed and groped the smaller man without hesitation, shoving Alex forward even more.<br/><br/>“This ass virgin?” he asked, sticking his middle finger in his mouth to wet it.  He pulled it out with a loud pop.  “Probably not.  But we can pretend, can’t we?” he chuckled, pushing his finger without warning into his helpless victim and wiggling it around.