𝐷𝑛𝑓 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡

Him 'n' I (part 2)

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as the lights in the club settled down to a neutral tone, I relaxed, but I was still completely distressed about the little complication that sat right below the fabric located above my crotch.

my mind was still racing as I thought back to what the brunet had said to me. especially with him on all fours, it was so fucking hard to try and keep myself together but I stayed put, just like he ordered.

shaking the watch that sat on my wrist loosely, I slowly grew more and more anxious as each minute went by, waiting to see a particular brunet appear from behind the halls curtain.

people around the club were drinking away, getting completely shit-faced from either being high or drunk. it was a calming atmosphere for everyone being in another world, no one was really yelling, tones were kept to a very minimal level.

my haze from being drunk was slowly starting to ware off, which gave me some time to allow myself to gather myself from everything that just happened right in front of me.

my body was telling me that I needed to do something about my hard dick, but I couldn't. I knew it wasn't over anyways and it wouldn't be anytime soon so I just needed to pull through. it started to slowly become painful but I was sure once my session was over, I wouldn't have to crave touch and deal with this irritating complication for a while.

I saw heads start turning, it was of course towards the hallway so I decided to take a peak as well.

it was him. he was now walking out, strutting his way through the crowd with no problems, knowing he wasn't allowed to be touched unless he gave permission.

he seemed to be like a lost puppy looking for his owner when he spotted me, a grin appearing across his face as he made his way over.

my heart rate started to pick up as he rounded the couch I was sitting on and ducked down to face level, his ass sticking out and showing its curves, which caused my heart rate to pick up from the thoughts that had slowly been created in my mind.

"hi there, my names George, I don't care if you already knew that, are you ready to go handsome?"

holy shit.

he was extremely dominant for someone who looked like a bottom, but man did I love following him around like a lost puppy.

my mouth was agape as a struggled to get words out which led him to let out a chuckle which was absolutely adorable. what was even more outstanding about him was his accent. it fit him perfectly.

"come on, don't keep me waiting, it would be hard on you if I just left you with that little issue hm?"

I felt the blood rush to my face instantly, I didn't think my boner was that easy to notice but I thought wrong.

I nodded getting up and he seemed to step back, startled at my height. I saw him just shrug it off as he grabbed my arm and pulled me to the back. Stares from others were obvious and it was a bit intimidating. George didn't seem to mind though, as he was used to this.

the lights soon shifted from red to blue as we entered the hallway. there was 3 doors on each side all labeled with vacant locks. 2 of them were in use and god I could only imagine was what going on behind those doors.

as we approached the last room on the right side, he opened it, his hand still around my wrist as he pulled me in and locked it behind us.

in the room, you would find a stage lit up by neon purple lights and a couch. surprisingly behind a small curtain in the opposite side of the room, you would find a bed, which looked like it had just been cleaned.

"don't be shy, sit down." he spoke. I was distracted by the rooms features so his voice startled me a bit. I let out a sigh and found my way to the couch, on the way, mentally preparing myself for what was to come.

as I sat down, I got comfortable and my eyes seemed to travel back to the boy who was bent over doing something. I couldn't really tell what he was distracted because of the very limited lighting in the room but I couldn't help but start directly at his ass.

scenarios swarmed my head of what I could be doing to him. what he would look like under me. I was pulled out of my thoughts when he stood back up and turned to face me. he looked like he was gonna speak but instead, he moved onto the stage and started swinging himself onto the pole, not even giving me any warning.

I didn't have a problem with it though, I liked the fact that he was straight to the point, always wanting more.

I watched calmly, ignoring the obstruction that lay in my crotch, both of my arms on the armrests of the couch. he did a few tricks that surprised me and I actually ended up clapping for one, which brought a bright smile upon his face. it made me feel good that I was able to George, this dancer I just met, be proud about his job and his talents.

the lights started to fade an orangish yellow color which made his latex suit look red, causing him to look even more stunning. red for sure did look good on him-- definitely his color.

he did a few more turns, then caught me off guard, causing my eyes to widen as he stepped down the stage, crawling onto all fours towards me.

my breath rate started to increase more the closer he got but it hitched once he climbed onto my lap. I felt his arms wrap around my neck as he just sat there and stared into my eyes.

this is when I was able to really look at him and wow was he beautiful. he had deep brown chocolate eyes that looked like they be a beautiful honey color in the sun, followed by a perfect petite and curved nose that went along well with his soft pink lips. he also had a few light freckles located under his eye-bags. his skin was glossy and it seemed to be very well taken care of. I wished deep down that I could just kiss him but I knew it was wrong, knowing i'm not allowed to touch him.

"just do it."

I furrowed my eyebrows at his request. "what?" I returned.

"kiss me, you know you want to."

I wasn't sure what to say, maybe this was some trick to get me kicked out of the club. "I can't. I'm not allo-" I was cut off by a pair of lips crashing onto mine. my eyes flew open and I was unsure of what to do for a moment.

about 20 seconds in, I finally caved and began to kiss back, still keeping my arms on the armrests. we had made out for about 3 minutes when he finally pulled back, standing up and putting his back towards me. I was a bit worried and maybe thought that I messed up but that was all changed when he started giving me a lap dance.

at this point, I was begging silently to release but I knew there was no point since this isn't the end and I knew that for a fact this time. I watched carefully and examined his gorgeous body as he grind on me, slightly giggling at how hard I was.

occasionally he would throw his head back and rub his hands up and down his curves, which made me more hungry for him. my dick was now twitching severely and I needed to release. I let out a loud groan as my breath started to pick up.

he seemed to catch on as he put his ass right on my hard dick and slid up and down it through my pants. I was quietly moaning from the sight, but also because of how close I was.

he quickly turned around while still grinding on me, now using his hands to rub the inner part of my thighs, which caused me to release by his touch. I threw my head back, rolling my eyes in satisfaction of my release when he spoke up.

"the bathrooms behind you. don't leave yet. my shift ends in an hour. stay in this room and don't go anywhere. we aren't done."

and with that, he left the room. I was now alone, in my moment thinking about what just happened which slightly caused me to get hard again and slightly still panting. only issue was I was now sitting in my own cum.