in closer to my ear.

“No, my friends are around somewhere, just lost track of them”

“Well do you want another drink?”

Looking down I noticed that I was at the end of my second drink so I thought why look a gift horse in the mouth and accepted. A smile passed over his face and he motioned for me to join him at the bar. Reluctantly I followed him, nerves growing with the second. Reaching the bar he purchased the drinks and we started to talk, the more we did so the more relaxed I began to feel with him. The startling fact was how, inside me, I began to notice how good-looking he was. This was something he must have picked up on as he smiled slyly at first but it grew more and more as we spent time together and so did my feelings towards him.

The club life buzzed around us but nothing could break our conversation. From time to time my friends would pass and say hi and I would reply back to them and then turn back to my stranger. It wasn’t ‘till much later that he told me his name but the longer we talked and spent together the bolder he got. First he placed his hand over mine on the table, and then he moved it to my thigh and began to gently stroke it up and down. With each movement my body reacted inside, there were times I was glad we were sitting in a dark corner as a bulge began to form in my jeans with his touch. With the growing bulge came a growing need to release the pent up beer in my system. I stood up, excused myself, and walked quickly to the loos. The only free space was a cubicle at the far end of the loo. I was more than pleased at this, I didn’t feel comfortable standing amongst other guys with a semi hard cock, knowing that they would all be trying to cop a look. When I was done I reached for the cubicle, opened the door to leave. I was just about to close the door when I felt a hand rest on my side. I looked up and there was my newfound friend smiling wickedly. He pushed me back in and closed the door behind him.

I turned to look at him, wondering what he was going to do. I wanted to shout at him to get out but before I could complete the sentence in my mind he pressed his lips against mine. Pushing him away I looked at him, my mind was going round in circles wondering what the hell was going on. Just as I had decided this couldn’t happen he kissed me again only this time he pressed himself against me, wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me to him. I could feel his cock pressing against me. My mind was trying to figure everything out. Why was I letting him do this to me? All the while my mind was racing my new friend had slowly turned me around so my back was facing the cubicle door. Breaking from our kiss he sat on the toilet, looked up at me, smiled, and then placed his hands over the bulge in my trousers. I wanted to fight and move away but something inside me made me stop, I was enjoying every last second.

Slowly my belt was pulled undone, the button popped open, and