Page 28 of Behind the Lights

As I rounded the corner through the side gate, Lucas grabbed me by the arm pulling me toward the makeshift dance floor with him. “Dance with me.”

I was feeling far too good, which rendered me dumb enough that I forgot to remind him that I couldn’t dance. But once we merged with the crowd I quickly learned that bit of information was irrelevant. Bodies were smashed together and all you could do was grind up against each other. With Lucas rubbing his tight, little ass against my front it was making my dick rock hard.

“Hey, as much as I love what I’m doing to you, it’s boring a grove in my spine.” He winked at me.

“Fuck man, your ass is driving me insane.” I bent to kiss him, being several inches taller than him made things like that difficult from time to time. Stoli and I looked like the jolly green giants beside him. He was five foot eight, I was already six foot two, Stoli was six foot three, Mickey was five foot ten and Diamond stood at six foot even.

“Come on, let’s get out of here.” He grabbed my hand, leading me out of the dense crowd. We made our way to the van, but when I unlocked it and opened the side door I wasn’t prepared for what greeted us.

“What the fuck?” Stoli yelled.

I stood motionless, taking in the sight of Rob on his knees sucking Stoli off.

“You gonna join us or what man?” he sneered.

“Nice try, but we’re not joining you. Come on,” Lucas said while trying to tug me away.

My eyes were deadlocked on Stoli’s.

“Yeah, Joey, go follow your boy toy.” The venom in Stoli’s statement snapped me back to reality.

“Boy toy? Seriously, dude, fuck you.” I slammed the door shut and stormed off after Lucas, following him inside the house. He led me up the stairwell and into a bedroom.

As soon as the door was shut and locked behind us, he grabbed my face, pulling me down to him. His lips locked on mine before his tongue slid its way between them. It was sloppy as far as kisses go, but I was so fucking horny I didn’t care.

Guiding me backwards to the bed, he pushed me to sit down on the edge before proceeding to pull my t-shirt off. “We’ve waited too long, I’m not waiting anymore,” he said, kissing his way down my neck as I melted with each graze of his lips.

“Fuck,” seemed to be the only word I could find.

He tugged at my belt and had it unhooked and slid out of my jeans and tossed across the room in one fail swoop. I watched him work his magic, unbuttoning my fly and sliding my jeans and boxers down around my thighs. His hands got busy stroking my shaft as he moved down to his knees. Those blue eyes locked on mine with his mouth open, hovering above the head of my dick.

“One touch of those gorgeous lips and I’m gonna blow,” I warned him.

“Let’s test that theory,” he said, drawing my cock into his mouth.

“Oh fuck,” my knees shook. He felt that too as he released me, and then pushed me to lay on my back before pouncing on me like a cat and sucking me again.

My hands had a mind of their own, grabbing the back of his head and holding him in place. He gagged, shooting me a seething glare. “Sorry babe,” I muttered.

“Enough of this.” He sat up, taking off his shirt and unzipping his pants. “Are you just gonna stare or are you going to finish getting undressed?”

I scrambled to get up, realizing as I stripped that we’d never been fully naked in front of each other. Hell, we’d never done anything more than jack each other off before tonight and we never took all our clothes off for that. Was I ready for this? Hell yeah I was, but fuck, I didn’t expect it and hadn’t brought any supplies.

“Um, Lucas?” I reached down, covering myself.

“Yes,” he purred, pulling my hands away so he could stroke my deflating cock back to life.

“Ugh, can’t…think…Um…condom?” I finally managed to ask.

“I’m way ahead of you.” He reached for his wallet, pulling out a condom. “This is Rob’s room so I’m sure he has some lotion or lube in here.” Opening the nightstand drawer, he pulled out a bottle of baby lotion and tossed it on the bed with the condom.

My body reacted, and instinct took over. I flipped us around, pinning him to the bed and stroked him with as much ferocity as he was stroking me with. But I was gonna blow if we didn’t stop this and that was not how I wanted this to end.

“Fuck, stop. I’m gonna come if you don’t,” he told me.

Reluctantly, I pulled away. He grabbed the condom, tore it open with his teeth and then rolled it down my shaft. That feeling alone made me want to shoot. “I don’t know what to do,” I admitted, as much as I wished I hadn’t done.

“Don’t worry, I do,” he reached for the lotion and scrambled back on the bed.

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