Getting in on a weekend had been my goal for about two years now but I had never succeeded. Thursdays however were easy, there was no bouncer and as long as you didn’t try to buy anything alcoholic at the bar the staff would leave you alone. That’s when my friends and I would go. We’d be there with a good crowd, mainly our age, with the old guys watching us from corners and leaning up against walls ogling the young meat on the dancefloor. The old guys, meaning anyone over 30, scared me. Everyone scared me to be honest as I wasn’t fully out, so my two friends usually gave in to me wanting to dance in one of the dark corners where I wouldn’t have to make eye contact with anyone. We’d stay in the corner, dancing, until the lights went up and then I’d go home and wank off to the fantasy of being whisked off my feet and having hot sex with someone, or just sex with anyone! I wasn't a virging but I'd only had awkward sex. Sex where I couldn't really look the guy in the eye during or afterwards, sex where I ran as soon as I'd cum. I had lots of fantasies though, my biggest being to be dominated so badly that the guy I would blow would actually cum down my throat. My naivete and desperation coupled with the alcohol was now about to get me in big, big trouble…
I couldn’t believe he was kissing me back! This incredibly gorgeous man was kissing me back! I started to melt and fall back into his arms when he pushed me off.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he scowled at me. “You just stand there and kiss me right in front of my boyfriend?!”
His friend, erm his boyfriend, now stopped laughing and scowled at me as well or was he trying to contain laughter?
“I asked you how you were going to repay me and you reply by insulting me and my boyfriend, even after I saved you and prevented you from looking like a total idiot! You would have fallen completely on your face if it hadn’t been for me.”
I was completely mortified and all dreams of being with this man now flew out the window. People were actually looking at us and omg they had actually seen me kiss him! I had kissed a man in public. FUCK! I didn’t see anyone I recognized so I decided to bolt. I made it one step before he grabbed me.
“Where the fuck are you going? I ASKED you, How. Are. You. Going. To. REPAY ME?!” Now he looked almost angry...
Again engulfed in his scent, hard as a rock leaking precum I stuttered “Aa a aanything y y yy you wwwant!”
“Anything I want what, boy?!” Now I was totally stumped. What did he mean? “Wha whe wha” I stammered.
“Anything I want WHAT, BOY!?” he repeated now only inches from my face. Then it dawned on me. This was in my favorite porn movie! A scene where a large muscular daddy wearing leather had fucked a younger twink and made him do all kinds of slutty things. The leather daddy had called him "Boy" and the twink had called him…
“Aa aann aanything yy yyou wantttt, Sir?”
“ Good boy!” he smirked, tenderly stroking my cheek.
That’s when I shot my first load of the evening...