Oneshots

On the dance floor

This is my first story I wrote this. Oh my god can you believe it. I'm so excited right now ack.

Drake sat at the bar of the raunchy club staring at the hot little piece of ass on the dance floor for twenty minutes now. The little white boy with red hair and pale skin had been teasing him from the moment they made eye contact. Shaking his ass, biting his lips, bending over slightly stretching his tight jeans over his pert ass.

He's been debating with himself whether to go to him or wait until he comes to Drake. Another ten minutes and Drake was off his stool headed to the hottie.

Nick was having fun teasing the gorgeous black man from across the club. His chocolate brown skin alone did things to Nick's libido that he couldn't describe. Not only that he was big his arms that looked like he worked in construction rather than lifted weight his broad shoulders and thick chest looked firm and his abs. Nick didn't know how the man got that T-shirt on but on behalf of every man in this club he thanked him.

He had just bent over shaking his tush in the air when he felt a hand on his back. Nick straightened and whirled around thinking some random had blocked his view of Gorgeous at the bar. And just as he was about to let whoever have it he looked up at his face almost having to strain because the man was so tall.

"Eeep." he squealed. It was Gorgeous himself. His bedroom eyes a colour Nick could only describe as sunset. The orange so beautiful at the end of the day, and slowly pulling in the night. He was burning in those eyes.

He stilled as the big man wrapped his arms around him and leaned in.

"You've been a very bad boy. Getting me all riled up. I aught to fuck you right here on this dance floor." His voice was like dark chocolate and salted caramel.

Nick moaned. "Please."

Drake had lost his mind. He was hot and hard and ready to go. He ground his crotch into the little hottie's stomach. "Fuck." His voice harsh from the strain. "I'm Drake."

"Nick."

"Nick, I want you. Need you. Can I have you?" Drake was desperate. His hips still humping. His hand traveling down to Nick's ass pulling him up to his level. looking into the smaller man's eyes. Deep, midnight ocean blue. The eyes a man could drown in if your not careful.

"Yes." Nick said. His voice like a siren calling to him. Drake put him down and looked from side to side. Making sure there were not any staff looking. He undid his pants quickly and pulled them down just enough to pull his manhood out.

Nick was so lust filled that he didn't care one bit about onlookers. His only focus was Gor--Drake in front of him surreptitiously opening his pants and taking out his engorged member.

Nick moaned at the thought of that going inside of him. He stepped forward. reaching his hand out to touch it.

His hand was apparently moving to slow because his was grabbed and pulled to it. He heard Drake's moan over the music and with that little encouragement started sliding his hand up and down Drake's cock. With his other hand he unbuttoned and unzipped his own pants.

Drake moaned in protest as the hand around his cock disappeared. His eyes opened and he saw Nick pulling down his jeans. his desire peaking he reached out and helped pull them just below his ass before Drake turned him around and bent him over.

He paused thinking, Am I really going to do this. No condom, no lube. Just bare-assed fucking. Just then Nick backed his ass up on his dick and ground against him. And he thought Yes. Bare ass and all.

Drake leaned over to say to Nick. "This is gonna burn but, I promise to make you feel so good when it over." He kissed his neck and reared up. Aligning his cock with Nick's pretty little pink hole he spat on it smearing it around with his blunt cockhead then spitting again into his hand and rubbed it on his cock.

He pushed forward his hands on Nick's hips. Attempting to get past that fist ring of muscle. When it popped in he pushed in slowly stopping every inch or so to letting Nick adjust to his boastfully large cock. Once he was fully seated in he stilled.

He loved the feeling of a tight ass. Staying still was a challenge for him because Nick had the tightest and wettest boy-cunt he'd ever felt.

The burn from Drake's initial entry had started to subside and soon Nick felt the pleasure of being filled. He had never been so full in his life. As if this is what he'd been missing. It wasn't until Drake started moving that Nick remembered oh that's what it's for and he started feeling the pleasure of the in and out thrust. Then the friction against his pleasure button

The rhythm Drake set was slow and steady matching the beat of the slow song that was playing. Love In This Club ironically. Nick just enjoyed it now fully used to his size he wanted more.

Faster. Harder.

That's when the song changed to something faster and more upbeat and Drake matched that. Still keeping it steady. Nick couldn't hold in his voice and didn't want to so he let go. "Fuck, Fuck drake. That feels so good. Fuck me hard."

Drake paced himself trying not to hurt Nick as he fucked him. then he heard Nick telling him to fuck him harder so he did. Keeping steady but every time he'd pull out he'd push back in hard. "hmmm your ass is so tight around my dick."

Drake slowed down and pulled completely free off Nick before turning him around he slapped Nick's ass making him jump. He turned him around and kissed him sliding his hand down Nick's firm body to his butt and picked him up.

Nick wrapped his legs around Drake's waist as well as he could. Knowing what was coming next didn't stop the bolts excitement that ran through him.

As Drake adjusted himself at Nick's hole. Nick sighed and kissed his neck. He sticks tongue out and licked before deciding Drake tasted as good as he looked.

He again felt the burn of the huge cock force it's way inside of him. He clenched his teeth and accidentally bit Drake. He hissed. "Fuck yes."

Once he was all in Nick used Drake's shoulders as leverage and lifted himself from the spear-like manhood and then dropped letting out a high-pitched keen.

"Oh fuck." He did it again this time Drake help bending his knees and pushing upwards with his pelvis. "Shit."

"So good baby your ass is amazing I never want to leave it."

"So don't. Make it yours. Fuck me so good no-one will ever be able to fill me again."

Drake's having lost all sense of reality did just that. He pounded his cock into Nick. Vowing to make it his.

Letting Nick lean back on him in his arms his rhythm had gotten sloppy but to him it was perfect.

He soon too soon or to late felt the tattle-tale signs of his orgasm approaching. "Oh baby I'm gonna come. I wanna come inside you, can I?"

Nick feeling his own orgasm coming soon said, "Don't ask for something that's already yours. Come, baby. Come so hard I feel it in my throat." He started Jacking his own cock using the precum that spilled like a broken faucet from his slit.

With that he felt Drake release inside of him hitting his prostate and that took him over the edge. He came furiously almost blacking out with every ribbon of cum spurting from his cock head. And watch it land on Drake just made him come that much more.

When he finally regained his sense of self he was still in Drake's arms but bridal style. His clothes were fixed and the music from the club was fading.

"Huh. Wha... what's going on?" He said sleepily.

Drake looked down at the half awake form in his arms thinking mine. "I'm taking you home. With me."

"Huh. why?"

"Because you passed out and I just plain out want to."

"Hmm. okay." And Nick want back to sleep. Drake having gotten to his car thinks only one thought.

He is mine.