I was never one to go to one of these things, but X always wanted to go. He is young and feels like he wants to fulfill his wild oats, so who am I to stand in the way of a man on a mission. Reggie said he wanted to tag along and watch. We all knew, that wouldn't be happening tonight.
We get to the top of the stairs and this bald headed guy stares us down. He gestures us to lift up our shirts. X proceeds first, sucking in his stomach, and pumping his chest up. I don't know why he does that, his body is fine. Reggie is next. The guy glances over to the side to look behind. Of course, running track his its privileges. I then proceed to lift up mine. Of course, every thing is tight in the right places. It should be since I did a million push ups before we left. The guy smiles, gives us a wink, and escorts us inside.
Everything is dark. All you see in the red light. The air feels thick. We come up to another table right by the door. "10 Bucks" he says. Cool, that is cheap! Then again, why pay when you can get it for free? As I proceed to put everything in the plastic bag, I look down at myself to make sure everything is looking good. Looks noticeable to me, they don't call him "the man of steel" for nothing.
X & Reggie go over to the bar to get some drinks. This is the perfect time for me to head to the bathroom real quick. Question is, where is it? I take a deep breath as I make my way down the corridor. Of course everyone would be standing right in the way, but maybe I can cop a feel or two on the way. I finally make it in, with a smile on my face. That was fun. I look in the mirror and think to myself. I can do this. I splash some water on my face, and head back out.
Instead of heading back to the guys, I go down the rest of the way to the other rooms. My excitement grows... in more ways then one. I think I can make out like 6 under the dim lights. As I look towards the end of the room, I see this guy standing on the bed up against the wall. His head is tilted back. One of his hands is on one head, and his other hand on another. He grabs both of them with such force. It looked like he was dribbling two basketballs between his legs. It's funny because, his basketball shorts were down to his ankles.
As I stood in the doorway, he took his eyes from the ceiling to look towards me. He smiles. I think he liked the view. He was taller then me, light brown skin from what I can see from the moonlight outside the window. He had a fuzzy beard, yet it was still neat and lined up. The contours of his physique was quite alarming, my eyes got dizzy from all the bulges. I liked. I never thought lips could look so full. Quite lick able if u ask me.
I slowly proceeded to let go of my inhibitions. It didn't take much tugging and pulling to fill my hands with stiffness. He quickly become disinterested in the guys below him, and began to tug and pull his own. He gestured me over with a smile. I gravitated towards him like a magnet. There was definitely something pulling us together. Both curious, we both proceeded to find out.
"How you just going to interrupt my flow like that?" he said in such a deep and raspy voice. "Thought you might want to change flows, and go upstream with me?" I was always good with words. His eyebrows lifted in amazement towards my flirtation. He smiled and looked down at his, then mine. The two of them, jumping for joy. We had no control. All I wanted to do was feel it on me. Just the thought of the pressure of our closeness would have me leaving puddles on the floor. "Clean up on Aisle One," I said with a smirk. "Let me mop that up for you sir." He cleaned me DOWN!
He cleaned me for a real long time. Soon as he stopped, it would get all wet again, so he cleaned me up some more. He knew what he was doing. He flipped me over, face against the wall, and showed me how much he knew what he was doing. I didn't know a tongue could go that far. I didn't know I could moan that loud. I didn't know I could roll my eyes back that far. I didn't know I could scratch the wall that hard. I didn't know I could be this hard.
After climbing the walls I fell to the ground. He looked down at me, wiping his face with glee. He laughed at me and walked out the room. Was he done? Did he want me to follow him? I pulled myself together, and proceeded to find him. I looked in one room, nothing. I looked in the other room nothing. I saw X on one of the wall, he was busy. I looked on the sofa, Reg was getting busy. Then I entered the kitchen...
He leaned against the stove, and all you could see was the light moving down the smoothness of his bottom. He turned back towards me and said,
"Do you want some of my cookies?"
Anyone got a napkin?