Another brilliant piece from a GUNNAS WRITING MASTERCLASS writer
To be published in “You Don’t Even Know How Ridiculous Your Life Really Is”
I use to live illegally on the top floor at a bar I was about to open with two of my best friends at the time, Dennis Ropar and Vladik Kelner. Dennis, Vlad and me were all from a similar Eastern European background and therefore heavy drinkers which amongst some other reasons is why we called the bar “Eurotrash”
In Eurotrash our duties were divided… Dennis was the artist, in charge of interior design and decoration, I was for music and entertainment and Vlad was the host and all relevant bar stuff. Our walls were full of Denise’s pop art paintings that he would promote and sell by giving people endless viewing tours. He sold a lot pieces this way and let me just say that there was no way you could escape his enormous ego when he was showing off and trying to lure you into buying one.
Our builder Janko, also with a European background, was in the building on a daily basis working on stuff with his team. We pushed him really hard without paying him. We had to open this epic establishment, to start making some money so we could pay him and all others we owed at the time. Janko is a very skilled builder and therefore did maintenance in many surrounding restaurants such as Dragon Boat, Dragon Palace, West Lake etc… He was a good friend with the mayor of Melbourne, the honourable John So, who was the secret owner of Dragon Boat and Dragon Palace. John is known for appearing in funky art related TV ads to promote Melbourne and people were quite fond of him.
He is a great lover of art and was always interested to see what was going on in his city so Janko promised to invite him to experience this art bar “cultural centre” we were destined to open.
My room at the back of the top floor was the only room with a computer so we would also use it as an office. So, on one easy and quiet day, I was seated in my room behind the locked door minding my own business flipping through my favourite porn categories trying to find something I could wank on. Finally got comfortable and started enjoying myself when suddenly there was a knock on the door. It was Janko saying “are you here?” in a loud voice. “Hey Janko” I replied, “How are you?”… “C’mon out” he said, “Open the door, I want you to meet someone”… Give me 10 minutes and I’ll come down” I said, with my cock in my hand, in the hope that I could finish what I started. “No! You got to come out now” he said “I really need you to meet someone”… “Ok Ok, I’m coming (kinda) give me a sec” thinking he wanted to introduce me to someone from back home, his friend or something. I slowly walked to the door trying to button my pants with a hard on and pulling my T-shirt down so it didn’t show. Got to the door and who was there? The mayor of Melbourne, the honourable John So. He extended his hand with a smile on his face and said hi. I paused, looked at my hand which had just been directly on my dick and proceeded to shake hands with him and saying “It is an honour to meet you sir, you don’t even know how close we are” … to which he said “Yes I really love art and everybody that brings it to Melbourne CBD”. I said “I meant we have an even deeper relationship which is a bit hard to explain”. We both smiled having completely different thoughts in our heads. I showed him around, it felt a bit awkward but he seemed to enjoy it. The farewell handshake was way easier. SORRY JOHN!!! There was no way out.