Page 26 of Gay Sex Club Collection

When someone stepped in behind one of them to fuck them, the other men stopped their conversations to watch. The men on the dance floor turned and looked on as well. And when the top was done, the other men just turned back to their conversations or dance partner.

Two of the men I had to watch ended up dancing with each other. A confident top with dark brown hair and thickset build had chosen a younger twinkish bottom with floppy black hair and pale skin to dance with. According to their membership details, they were both mostly vanilla, though the top liked to be a bit of a dominant daddy, and the bottom liked to be owned in the bedroom. A perfect match, and they found each other without any prompting or introduction.

They looked striking as they danced together. They were all hands, grinding hips, and deep kisses. The masks added to the flair, but they were hot to watch. Through the security audio, I could just make out their conversation. The top, whose name tonight was Ethan, turned the bottom around so he could watch a couple fucking in the corner. “Tell me, Anthony, do you like what you see?”

Anthony nodded, and Ethan put his hands on Anthony’s hips and ground his dick against Anthony’s ass.

“Is that what you’re here for tonight?” Ethan asked him. “You want someone to fuck you like that?”

Anthony nodded again, though this time he smiled. “Yes.”

“In public? Or in a private room?”

“I’m not opposed to other people watching.”

Ethan smiled and placed a soft kiss on the back of Anthony’s neck. “How many men tonight?”

Anthony turned in his arms and met his gaze. “One. I don’t share.”

Even with the mask, it was easy to see Ethan’s surprise. A slow smile spread across his lips. “Is that so?”

“Yes. If that’s a problem for you, it might be best to part company.”

Ethan’s smile grew wider. “Oh, that’s no problem for me.” He tilted his head curiously. “How many times in one night?”

“That depends on how good he is. If he knows how to fuck, it should be once, all night long.”

Ethan threw his head back and laughed, but he tightened his hold on Anthony. He was clearly amused and enamored. “All night?”

Anthony granted him a small smile. “Yes. Starting with foreplay.”

“And tell me, Anthony, when does this foreplay start?”

Anthony ran a hand over Ethan’s ass and pulled their hips together. “It already has.”

If Ethan thought for one minute he was in charge, he was very wrong. Anthony was leading this, there was no doubt about it.

Ethan looked as though he wanted to kiss Anthony, but he bit his lip instead. “And how long does this foreplay last?”

“Until I say.”

“Is that right?”

“Yes.”

Ethan ran his lips along Anthony’s jaw. “You’re very confident.”

Anthony pulled back and looked Ethan squarely in the eyes. “Why wouldn’t I be? If someone wants to bury their dick in my ass, they’ll damn well earn the right to do it.”

Ethan grinned at that. “I happen to find your confidence… very appealing.”

“Am I a challenge to you?” Anthony asked.

“Of sorts,” Ethan admitted. “I like that you make men earn it. But it’s more than that. Most people would think you’re arrogant?—”

Anthony stopped moving, cutting Ethan’s words off. Anthony pulled back and shot him a dark look.

Ethan smiled and kept his arms around him. “But they’d be wrong. You’re not arrogant. You know what you like. You make no apologies for it, because you don’t need their approval to know your self-worth.” Ethan ran his hands down over Anthony’s ass and grinded their hips together. “And that’s not arrogance. That’s fucking hot.”

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