He pulls at the buttons getting them loose. His hands work their way around my waist to the front of my button fly jeans. "I want to fuck that ass of yours." He growls as he lifts me up from the ground and forces me face first towards the wall. He grabs my head and starts fucking my mouth.
As I suck his cock I take his balls into my hand and rub and squeeze them. Taking him into my mouth I start bobbing up and down on his rigid cock, taking more of him the further I go down. Precum dribbles out of his piss slit and I lick his dick head clean. I let go of his bull balls and lick my way up his hard shaft. His hands are on the back of my head pushing my face into his crotch. I ignore it and start licking his low hanging hairy balls, taking one and then the other into my mouth and giving them a tongue bath.
His thick trouser snake is staring right at me as I free it from his tight jeans. My hands busily work at unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans. I switch nipples before licking my way down his fur covered abs and tonguing his belly button. I take his left nipple into my mouth running my tongue all around it and then taking it between my teeth and chewing on it while my left hand pinches and twists his right nipple. I kiss and bite at his neck, letting my tongue taste his skin. I turn around and push him against the wall, pulling my mouth from his. His hands are squeezing my ass as one of my hands is on the back of his head and the other is rubbing the bulge in his jeans. He pushes me up against the wall and attacks my mouth with his. We walk hand in hand to the back parking lot. Once outside we both get stamped again so we can re-enter without having to wait in line again. "I'll be back," I yell to one of my friends. "Let's go get some air." He says as he pulls me towards the door. I can taste the beer on his tongue as I'm sure he can taste the Long Island Iced Tea on mine. He grabs my head and smashes our lips together, forcing my mouth open with his tongue. I grin as he squeezes my ass cheeks for emphasis. "Only way to be in a pair of tight jeans," I said before nipping at his diamond studded earlobe.
He finds his way to my ass crack and grins. He cups my butt cheeks in his hands, his fingers working their way into the tears in my jeans. His rough hands make their way to my waist and then to my lower back. I close my eyes and throw my head back as our bodies move against each other. He reaches up and rubs his calloused hands over my pecs then he pinches my nipples. He smiles and walks out onto the dance floor. With my shirt off and tucked into the back pocket of my jeans I call the guy over with a head jerk. Trying to be as seductive as possible, I lick my lips and then with one hand reach behind me and start pulling my shirt over my head. I turn around and notice the guy against the pillar staring at me. I smile shyly and join my friends on the dance floor.Īs gay men, we are dancing, sipping our drinks, and singing along to the song blasting throughout the club. I apologize for bumping into this guy as our crotches rub against each other. The guy behind me steps back pushing me into this buff muscle god.
"Excuse me," I say as I walk in front of this hot looking guy with a shaved head and hairy chest wearing a tight black wife beater and tight jeans that leave nothing to the imagination that is standing against one of the pillars near the floor. With our shots downed we took our drinks to the dance floor so we could shake our asses. We waited our turn to get carded and let in to 8 1/2 -Piranha.įinally we made our way into the club then forced a path towards the bar and ordered our drinks and shots. You could hear and feel the vibrations of the bass booming outside the club. So, there I was at 11:30 on a Friday night standing in line with my friends outside one of the many nightclubs in our city. The whole look showed off my sparkling icy blue eyes. I spiked my short dark brown hair and instead of wearing my glasses that are part of my normal attire, I opted for my contacts. Because of the tightness of the jeans I decided to go commando. I was going clubbing with some friends and picked out a tight brown t-shirt and some faded jeans that had tears in it right below my butt cheeks. Have you ever had one of those nights where you felt so damn sexy that it put you in a slutty mood? Well, I had such a night this past weekend.