Caution to danger (manxman)

Erotic dancing (15)

Aidan grips my hand tightly as he drags me to the washroom located by the front desk. He pushes me though the doors before entering himself.
"Go get dressed, I'll wait for you here." He says, motioning to the stalls. I salute him then enter the stalls. I open the bag and remove the small articles of clothing. I strip down then place my own clothing Into the bag.
"Do I go commando?" I ask over the stall, knowing that my boxers will go past the booty shorts.
"Of course silly!" He calls back, acting like I'm an idiot. I just shrug and slip off of my boxers as well. I put on the booty shorts. I pull at the fabric, not used to how it clings to my body. I have to adjust my parts to become more comfortable. Then there's this vest that's similar to Jackson's but it's impossibly smaller and black. I shrug that on before walking out of the stall. Blushing as he wolf whistles at me.
"Damn Derek. You look sexy." He says appreciatively.
"Thanks Aidan." I whisper, walking over to the mirror and fixing my hair. He steps beside me, shaking his head to mess up his hair. He winks at me when he sees me looking at him.
"I have a locker since I'm a member, you could put your stuff there." He explains, leaving to walk out the door. I rush out after him. Catching up to him as he enters the hallways that's located right beside the bathroom. He stops at a locker further in than most. He spins the combo and pops open the door. A smirk falls on my lips as I see the lube and condoms stored in the locker. He looks at my face and chuckles.
"Being prepared is key." He says with a wink. He takes my bag and stuffs it into the locker before slamming it shut with a loud bang.
"Ready to get this night started?" He asks, excitement filling his eyes. He's almost bouncing in his spot.
"Duh." I answer. Laughing as he grabs onto my arm and pulls me out of the hallway.
"The rest of the group are probably upstairs." He shouts over the music. I nod, a little nervous about meeting new people. It's not that I'm antisocial, it's just that this is a whole new experience for me. New people, new atmosphere.
We both climb the stairs after he flashed his membership card and I showed the body guard my identification. Aidan keeps tossing a smile over his shoulder at me, I could tell that he is beyond excited. From what he tells me throughout his life people have judged him and here he comes for a open lifestyle. He's a cool guy in all honesty, he reminds me of a young Kendall before his parents messed with his head.
I sigh in relief when we get to the members only part of the club, it's way more packed than when I came earlier though. Aidan quickly spots the group and continues to drag me over to them.
"Damn you look hot, if I were a top I swear." Jackson jokes. Patting the seat beside him, I accept his gesture and sit beside him.
"This is all thanks to Aidan. I was nervous but it's not that bad." I say, joking along with them,
I don't have much friends here other than the ones at work that are purely just work friends and Kendall. This is really refreshing.
"So are you interested in finding a man?" Blair asks, sipping at her martini. I stall for a minute, thinking of Darren.
"No, not tonight." I answer.
"Well that's too bad, since you've entered you've gained quite the audience." Aidan adds, looking around the room I see what he means. I try not to make eye contact with any of the Doms.
"Yeah I guess, how about you guys?" I ask, looking at mostly Jackson who's face went red as soon as I brought it up.
"I'm looking for a stud myself."Blair responds, smirking at me. I laugh, imagining the little thing bringing in a guy like that.
"I-I'm looking for a permanent Dom." He whispers, his eyes darting everywhere.
"By looking at you I wouldn't think you would be a submissive." Blair says thoughtfully, looking my up and down with a raised eyebrow.
I look down on myself and shrug. "I guess your right." I respond, tilting my head at her. A waiter comes towards us and we all order a round of shots.
It's been a long while since I've gotten drunk so I'm excited. Only in a few minutes the waiter returns with our drinks. With a loud countdown we all shoot it back. Jackson coughs, his face red making us all laugh at him. The vodka shot burns on the way down my throat, making my eyes water slightly.
"We should go dance!" Aidan yells obviously excited, since it's so packed up here tonight they've set up their own music for this area and people have already started to dance. We all nod and go to join them.
Soon the dance floor becomes crowded with the members. I feel eyes on the back of my head the entire time that I dance but I push it to the back of my mind.
I know as soon as I body presses against mine that the man who was staring so heatedly at me before is now behind me. Not minding the feeling of his skin on mine I lean back.
A voice in my head reminds me of Darren but the comfort of this mans touch makes me ignore it.
"Hello love." A British deep voice whispers Into my ear. I turn my head to look at him and intense heat instantly fills my system. This man is the definition of charming. His dark blues eyes stare into my own, the same heat reflecting in his. I quickly look down, realizing my mistake.
"Hello sir." I whisper back to him. Continuing to move my hips against him. Perfectly aware of the bulge forming in the mans pants.
"And who are you?" He inquires. I look forwards again and sigh as I feel him place his large hands on my hips.
"Derek." I answer him respectfully.
"Hello Derek, I'm Orion." He whispers in my ear, starting to grind on my ass. I toss my head back in his shoulder. A waiter passes by and I grab another shot and down it quickly. Wincing at the taste. I know that I'm a light weight so in another couple of drinks I'll be drunk.
"What brings you to the club? I've never seen you here before?" He asks as we continue to dance to the seductive beat playing throughout the room.
"I'm here with friends, this is only my second time here." I answer him, putting my arms up and around his shoulder. He runs his nose down my neck, a king me gasp at the feeling.
"I just moved here from England." He says, his hands roaming up my chest. He peppers kisses up and down my neck. Occasionally biting it. Soon my pants become tight so I swing around so I'm facing him. He quickly brings me closer to his body. Making me feel every ridge of his body. I drop my head onto his shoulder, sighing loudly. I know that it's wrong that I'm feeling this way, but I've always felt secure and happier when I'm feeling affection. Especially the sexual kind.
"I don't see a collar around your neck. I'm assuming that you a unclaimed." He whispers into my ear, dropping his hands to my ass. Rotating between squeezing them and rubbing them. I moan when his hands slip between my thighs and he lightly rubs against my balls. He places his thigh between mine and I take it as a sign for me to grind on it. I start with a slow pace, tossing my head back at the feeling coursing through my veins. His teeth scrape my neck as he continues to make my body feel amazing.
"I-I'm unclaimed sir." I whisper, my voice thick with lust.
"Join me." He whispers huskily. The amount of lust I'm experiencing clogs my thought process. Making me just nod along with him.