Wearing a tuxedo to the gay club, guys assumed I arrived from my high school prom. My friends split after we ordered our first drinks, as usual.
I stood near the DJ box on a raised podium and scanned the boys on the dance floor.
A pale, slim, short young guy caught my attention but looked too young for the club. He noticed me, grinned, and winked. I wandered towards him, and another guy whispered something in the boy’s ear. The pale guy laughed hard and danced.
“Are you single?” I asked in the pale guy’s ear.
He drew my ear to his mouth. “Yes, why?” he shouted.
“Never mind,” I walked toward the bar.
He followed me and shouted in my ear, “Did I say something wrong?” I continued walking and dodged a bullet.
In the bathroom, I overheard two guys fucking in a stall. I crept into the booth next door and stood on the toilet bowl. I poked my head over the cubicle to spy on a young eighteen-year-old bottom fucked by an older top. The top sported a thick cock and never wore a condom. A splotch of cum stuck to his shaft.
The bottom rolled his head back, caught me staring, and pointed. The top looked at me, I smirked, and he pulled a middle finger and continued fucking his bitch.
At the DJ box, a cute, short teen stood next to me and grinned.
“We should go somewhere quieter,” I said into his ear, and he grabbed my hand and led me to a quiet bar.
Eighteen, with a pleasant voice, he looked hotter with warm lighting. I cupped my palms on his perky ass and enjoyed his excellent kissing.
We slipped behind long decorative drapes with our four shoes exposed.
He gripped my semi-hard cock. “Your dick’s big.”
“Do you want it?”
“What now?”
“Why not?”
I loosened my belt and slipped my knob from my tuxedo. The teen’s hand caressed my pole as we kissed, and my palms cupped his warm butt cheeks.
“Turn around,” I whispered.
I slipped his jeans to his knees and pressed my cock against his ass
I pecked his neck as I pulled his cheeks apart. After spitting on my cock head, I wet his hole and eased into him, dry at first, but I continued dropping spit on my shaft. I pressed his arms against the wall with my cock deep inside him. I fucked in short, slow strokes and needed to wet his insides.
After I dumped spit on my cock, I slipped back into him, moving in slow strokes while caressing his neck.
After exploding in his ass, I continued fucking with slow strokes. With him wetter, I gradually fucked faster.
“Are you close?” he asked.
“I’m far from cumming.”
“Cum on my ass. Don’t cum inside me.”
I rolled my eyes and fucked my bitch hard. His body banged against the wall, and I grunted with each thrust.
I shot inside him repeatedly, and he released a wet fart. I savored his cum-soaked ass and moved my cock around inside him to enjoy every corner of his walls. Pushing hard into him, I wanted him moaning.
“I wanna cum,” he said and pushed his ass back and grabbed his cock.
With this angle, my cock fucked up his ass. “I’m close,” I said.
“Slow down. I wanna cum.”
I fucked hard and enjoyed his ass clench around my shaft as he shot against the wall. Trembling, I came inside him again.
“Did you just cum?” He asked.
“Your ass is great,” I continued fucking.
“Are you finished?”
“No.”
“I want you to stop.”
“Give me a moment,” I pushed my cock deep into his ass and stood still.
“Why did you cum inside me if I asked you not to?”
“I was trying to make you cum.”
“Are you clean?”
“Yeah, I’m clean.”
“That was nice. Please take your cock out of me.”
My boner eased out of his hole, and I released his hands.
He pulled up his jeans, turned around, and gave me a massive kiss.
“I liked that. What’s your name?”
“I’m Ricky.”
“I’m Kenny. Can I take your number? You don’t need to write it down. I’ll remember.”
I never believed he might call, but I still gave him the number. He never called.
As we exited the drapes, an audience cheered as we showed our faces. I welcomed the applause, taking a bow.
A straight-looking guy stared at me, washing my cock, and grinned when I glanced at him.
“Do you like it?” I asked.
“I love uncut guys. You have an amazing cock.”
He gave me a cock worshiper vibe — those guys that live for sucking dick and do not kiss or fuck.
“Thanks,” I tucked my cock in my trousers.
“I wanna suck it.”
“Sorry, that’s not my thing.”
He moved his arm, stopping me from leaving me, “It’s only a little suck.”
I shoved him, “No.”
He stepped back and allowed me to leave.
Outside the bathroom, I passed an unusually tall nineteen-year-old bottom guy, judging from his dress style. He smirked, and I pinched his ass as he passed and broke into a fit of laughter.
“If you want my ass, why don’t you start with a drink.”
“If I’m buying you a drink, you are making me breakfast.”
“That’s a deal.”
Richard and I relaxed at the bar and shouted to hear one another. I bought him a drink, and we chatted before we left for his hotel.
Richard booked himself into a no-star dump which stank of old-lady and mothballs. I kissed him while trying not to breathe through my nose.
We jumped in the shower. Richard stood six feet six with an impressive medium frame and a thick six-inch soft cut cock with dark blond pubes. I soaped his smooth bubble-butt and lubed his hole with hotel moisturizer.
Richard soaped my cock and worked my shaft. My cock struggled to reach his asshole. I pressed him against the shower wall, and he brought his ass to my dick. His asshole pointed south instead of toward me, and I realized fucking in the shower to be anatomically impossible and fingered his hole instead.
In the bedroom, I bent him on the side of the bed. His asshole pointed south, and I struggled to enjoy fucking him.
I rested him on his side and fucked roughly. I wanted to cum and leave.
“Where must I cum?” I asked.
“Cum on my back. I’m looking forward to taking you to breakfast.”
“You can’t pay me to sleep in this dump.”
“It’s not that bad.”
I pulled out of him, “I need to go. I want to sleep in my bed.”
“You guys are all the same, cum and run.”
“I didn’t cum. I’m sorry I was expecting a proper hotel. All I can smell is old-lady and mothballs.”
I dressed and left.
Not an exciting story, but our meet cemented my lust for short bottoms.
