Spend Some Time (Em & Dre)

Night Out

(Dre's POV)

The drive back seemed shorter than the drive there. Maybe that was because he had been so excited for Marshall to see what he had set up. The date seemed like a success, they had enjoyed themselves.
He looked over at his best friend who was gazing out the window watching the lights fly by as they drove. He smiled to himself and kept one hand on the wheel while he slipped the other into Marshall's hand.
Marsh looked back and smiled at him.
He ran his thumb across the back of Marshall's hand as he drove. It pained him to think that he'd have to let go of his hand once they pulled up to the hotel. He took his time getting there, being that he didn't want to let go. He sighed as they pulled into the parking lot. All he had to do was make to the hotel room, then they could be as affectionate as they wanted. But he didn't want to wait. The walk through the hotel and up to their room was agony. It felt like it took forever to get to their room. He couldn't stand to wait a second longer. The moment Marshall shut the door behind them he grabbed both of his hands and just stood there, content. Marsh looked up at him with a puzzled look on his face. He didnt know why but he just felt like he needed to be constantly touching him. Almost like he needed to hold him and make sure he was staying with him, and not going anywhere with anyone else. He didn't mean to be possessive, it's just how he was.
He planted a kiss on Marshall's forehead before noticing just how cold it was in the suite. He could see the goosebumps form on the white boy's arms. He pulled him close and held him for a minute.

"Did you have fun?"

"That's a stupid question." Marsh joked

"I'm just making sure."

Marsh started to say something but was interrupted by a knock on the door. They quickly pulled apart as Dre went to open it.
It was Paul. They had almost forgotten then he and Alli were right down the hall.

"Heyyyy" Paul said as he walked into the room.
"So. Allison found this really cool club a few blocks down the seawall. It looks pretty chill. We were going to head out in like an hour or so. You two down?"

The boys looked at each other

"Come on guys when's the last time we went to a club together? In Miami none the less."

Dre was never really one for clubbing but it sounded kinda fun. They hadn't done it in a long while so why not?

"I'm down if you're down." He told Marshall

Marsh almost looked surprised "Really?? Okay well if you're down to go, I'm down."

Paul's face lit up "Yessss. It'll be great. Meet us downstairs at about 10." He said as he walked out of the room and back down the hallway.

Dre looked at his watch; 9:02p.m.
The boys decided that before anything else, they needed to shower and get the sand and salt off of their skin. They hopped into the shower and started to scrub off. He rubbed Marshall down with the soap and couldn't help but linger when he got to his waist. They kissed and touched for a little bit before deciding to stop for the sake of time. They made their way out of the shower and got dressed in clothes that looked nice but were also comfortable enough to go clubbing in. They both took their time with accessories and cologne before heading to the lobby to meet with Paul and Alli. They decided to have the schieffer from earlier take them since they didn't know whether they'd be drinking or not. A perk of being a celebrity was that they never had to wait in line. They showed up to the club and were given immediate access. It wasn't the kind of club Dre had been expecting though. It was more like a tiki bar full of tourists whom were mostly too drunk to pay any attention to the fact that they had just walked in. In the center was the dance floor. To the left, the bar. And surrounding the dance floor were seating areas and games that you could play incase you didn't feel like dancing. They immediately made their way to the bar so that they could see what they were up against. The bar menu was full of tropical drinks and shots of hard liquor. They each decided to start with a cup of water in the hope to prevent a hangover later. They sat at the bar for a while and talked and joked before deciding to actually order a round of drinks.

Dre leaned over towards Marshall "Hey. If you don't want to drink you dont have to, and I'll stay sober too."
He had noticed that Marshall had been drinking on the trip a bit more than usual, and he was worried that Marsh might have felt obligated to drink when he did.

"I'm okay." Marsh insisted "I'll probably just have one drink and that's it though."

"Okay. I'll do the same."

They ordered their drinks and not long after, they had already finished them. Either the bar tender didn't put any alcohol in them, or he was that good at making drinks. You couldn't even taste the alcohol, they were that good. Marshall lead the way as they made their way from the bar over to a seating area between a giant chess board and a game of corn hole. Dre was a master at chess, it was his favorite game and Marshall knew this. He spotted the chess board and shot Marshall a look.

 Marsh grinned and started to set up the pieces. "Come on Andre I know you want to."

They set the board up while Paul and Alli played the cornhole game near by. They had just started getting into their game when a waiter came by and handed them shots of tequila with lime. They looked at each other confused before realizing that Paul must have ordered em. Paul proposed a toast the fours friendship and and clanked their glasses before downing the shots. Marsh put the lime in his mouth and made a face. Dre laughed, he knew Marshall hated the taste of tequila. Dre told paul that he and Marsh were cut off but that they could continue drinking if they'd like. Paul ordered another round for him and his wife while they all continued the play their games and talk. After a few rounds, Allison dragged Paul to the dance floor while Marsh and Dre stayed behind and sat on the couch in their seating area. They laughed and joked for a while but they weren't alone for long before the alcohol mixed with the music and couples being touchy around them, made them both anxious. Dre got up and told Marshall to stay there. He found a staff member near by and came up with the story that he and Marsh needed to use the restroom but that they were worried about people coming in and trying to take pictures of them while they were in there. The staff member assured Dre that he would clear out the mens restroom so that they could use it but that they'd better be quick. He assured them that they would be before quickly going back to where Marshall was sitting.

"Hey come with me." He said as he pulled Marshall out of his seat and headed towards the mens room.

"Where are we going ??"

"Don't worry about it, just come on."

Dre lead him into the mens room and quickly shut and locked the door behind them. Before Marshall even had a chance to ask, Dre pushed him up against and door and started to make out with him. After a minute Marshall pulled back, out of breath.

"Hold on. What if someone needs to come in here?"

"I paid a guy to clear it out for us but we gotta be quick, understand?"

Marshall nodded and Dre led him into larger stall and locked the door behind them, just in case. He quickly pulled Marshall's pants down and started to stroke him while sticking his tongue in his mouth. Dre checked his watch, they had only been in their for a minute.
Marshall took his pants off completely as Dre undid his belt and pulled his down. He had to get creative. He had Marshall grab onto the top of the stall while still facing him. Next he lifted Marshall's legs up and wrapped them around him while pressing Marshall's back against the side of the stall. While holding Marshall up against the wall with one hand, he used the other hand to position himself so that he could slip inside. Marshall let out a small moan as he did.
"Shhhh" Dre whispered into Marshall's ear "you gotta be quiet baby. You can be as loud as you want when we get back to the hotel."
Marshall nodded in response.
He continued to thrust inside of Marshall the best he could while also holding him up. He noticed that Marshall was starting to get frustrated. He couldn't play with himself since he had to hold onto the top of the stall. Dre pulled out and put Marshall down. He got on his knees quickly started to suck him off while stroking him at the same time.
He needed Marshall to finish first. And he needed him to finish quick.
He continued to suck while he let one of his fingers slip inside. Marshall gasped quietly. He fingered him slowly while covering his dick in drool. He deep throated and stayed there as he felt Marshall burst down his throat. He swallowed every drop.
This wasn't the first time a guy had came down Dre's throat but no one needed to know that.
Marshall turned around and bent over a bit giving Dre easy access. He slipped inside again and started pounding Marshall from the back until he felt his own cum drip inside of Marsh. He pulled out and the two made out for a little bit before deciding to clean up.
They freshened up the best they could in the bathroom sinks before heading back towards their seats.