Surprise Visit 3
Chapter 3 is up. Enjoy!
Sorry for the short chapter, but I wanted to post something tonight. The next one will be longer.
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The dance floor was packed with hot sweaty bodies, gyrating to the beat. The new DJ was a hit and kept the dance floor crowded. Although the music was great, it wasn’t the only thing keeping the club packed. It was theme night at Babylon. All the queers were decked out in their finest S&M costumes for tonight’s festivities. Including the gang. As they checked their coats at the door, there were multiple tables nearby that offered assorted props to be used for tonight’s entertainment and pleasure.
Emmett chose to wear a black leather corset, stripping off his shirt right a way to put it on. “Teddy, tie this for me.” Ted, in turn, gave Emmett his riding crop to hold, while he helped his friend into his corset.
Michael smirked, picked up a leash and dangled it in front of Ben. Ben laughed and shook his head. He took the leash from Michael, and said “I don’t think so, baby.” He then fastened a collar around his husband’s neck, and led him to the bar with the leash.
Tim grabbed a whip and cracked it in the air. He looked over at Hunter, “Wanna be my Bitch?” Hunter scoffed, “It takes more than a whip to make me bend over.” He picked up a blindfold and looked back at Tim. “Besides, all you need is this. Have you ever been fucked blindfolded? There’s nothing hotter.” With that, he strolled towards the bar, Tim following close behind.
“What do you feel like playing with tonight, little boy?” Brian asked as he leaned against Justin from behind. Justin picked through the collection of toys displayed in front of them. He held up a pair of handcuffs. “This could be hot.”
“Wanna play good cop, bad cop?” Brian asked, trying not to laugh.
“More like master and slave.” Justin replied with a wink.
“Alright. I get the handcuffs, what should you use?”
Justin looked through the rest of the items on the table and spotted just what he wanted, a thick, black buttplug. “How about we make a quick stop to the bathroom and you help me put this on?”
“Someone’s feeling kinky tonight.” Brian could feel his dick harden at the thought of Justin walking around Babylon, wearing the buttplug. He grabbed Justin’s hand and led him to the bathroom. When they got inside, Brian started to drag Justin into an empty stall.
“Wait a minute.” Justin said, as he walked towards the sink.
“What are you doing?” Brian chuckled as he watched his lover put soap on the buttplug and rinse it off.
“Fuck you. Who knows where this has been.”
Brian raised an eyebrow, “I’m guessing up some twink’s ass?”
Justin nodded his head. “Exactly. I don’t want someone else’s butt germs.”
Brian was doubled over in laughter as Justin pushed him back into a stall. “Shut up.” Justin handed Brian the buttplug and turned around. “Are you going to put this in me or not?” Justin asked as he dropped his jeans. Brian finally was able to control his laughter when he was faced with Justin’s bare ass. He gently ran his hand from Justin’s neck, down his back, stopping at the top of his ass. Brian used both hands to cup Justin’s ass and squeeze firmly. “That feels good.” Justin said, resting his forehead against the stall door.
“Wait until you feel this.” Justin sucked in a breath when he heard Brian suck on his own fingers. Brian got his fingers good and wet before tracing them down Justin’s crack. Brian rubbed his wet fingers enticingly against Justin’s puckered hole, teasing him by not allowing his fingers to penetrate.
“God, Brian. Do it.” Justin moaned, as he gripped the door harder, pushing his hips back.
Brian nipped Justin’s ear and shoved two fingers inside the younger man in response.
“Ummm, yes!” Justin hissed. He braced both arms against the door and bent over, giving Brian better access. Brian placed his free hand above Justin’s on the door, bracing himself, so he could lean in and run his tongue around the shell of Justin’s ear. “Do you like that?” Brian asked, inserting another finger.
Justin moaned and dropped a hand down to his cock, pumping fast.
“Want me to make you cum?” Brian breathed.
“Please ....Bri......let me....cum.” Justin struggled for breath as he felt Brian repeatedly press against his prostate. Brian thrust his fingers faster when he felt Justin’s muscles clench, signaling his orgasm. Justin grunted as he watched his cum spray against the stall door.
Brian removed his fingers and quickly inserted the buttplug, not giving Justin time to recover. “Shit, Brian!”
Brian chuckled against Justin’s neck. “That was hot.”
Justin turned around and wrapped his hands around Brian’s neck, bringing their faces close together. “Yeah, it was.” Brian gripped Justin’s neck and kissed him softly. Justin bent down and pulled up his jeans, fastening them, as Brian ran his hands along the seam. He could feel the end of the buttplug through the denim.
“How does it feel?” Brain asked
“Good.” He could feel the buttplug move inside him when Brian rubbed it.
“It’s going to make me hard, thinking about this being in you all night.”
Justin cupped Brian’s cock, “You’re already hard.”
“What are you going to do about it?”
In response, Justin dropped down to his knees and unbuttoned Brian’s jeans, freeing his cock. He licked the pre-cum from the slit of Brian’s dick, before swallowing it whole. Brian threw back his head and moaned as he clutched Justin’s hair tightly. Justin hallowed his cheeks and sucked him deeply. In a matter of minutes, Brian was cumming down Justin’s throat. Justin tucked Brian back into his jeans and stood up.
“I missed tasting you.” Justin kissed Brian, letting him taste himself on Justin’s tongue.
“I missed tasting me on you too.”
Both men smiled and left the stall to go join their friends at the bar.
Sorry for the short chapter, but I wanted to post something tonight. The next one will be longer.
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The dance floor was packed with hot sweaty bodies, gyrating to the beat. The new DJ was a hit and kept the dance floor crowded. Although the music was great, it wasn’t the only thing keeping the club packed. It was theme night at Babylon. All the queers were decked out in their finest S&M costumes for tonight’s festivities. Including the gang. As they checked their coats at the door, there were multiple tables nearby that offered assorted props to be used for tonight’s entertainment and pleasure.
Emmett chose to wear a black leather corset, stripping off his shirt right a way to put it on. “Teddy, tie this for me.” Ted, in turn, gave Emmett his riding crop to hold, while he helped his friend into his corset.
Michael smirked, picked up a leash and dangled it in front of Ben. Ben laughed and shook his head. He took the leash from Michael, and said “I don’t think so, baby.” He then fastened a collar around his husband’s neck, and led him to the bar with the leash.
Tim grabbed a whip and cracked it in the air. He looked over at Hunter, “Wanna be my Bitch?” Hunter scoffed, “It takes more than a whip to make me bend over.” He picked up a blindfold and looked back at Tim. “Besides, all you need is this. Have you ever been fucked blindfolded? There’s nothing hotter.” With that, he strolled towards the bar, Tim following close behind.
“What do you feel like playing with tonight, little boy?” Brian asked as he leaned against Justin from behind. Justin picked through the collection of toys displayed in front of them. He held up a pair of handcuffs. “This could be hot.”
“Wanna play good cop, bad cop?” Brian asked, trying not to laugh.
“More like master and slave.” Justin replied with a wink.
“Alright. I get the handcuffs, what should you use?”
Justin looked through the rest of the items on the table and spotted just what he wanted, a thick, black buttplug. “How about we make a quick stop to the bathroom and you help me put this on?”
“Someone’s feeling kinky tonight.” Brian could feel his dick harden at the thought of Justin walking around Babylon, wearing the buttplug. He grabbed Justin’s hand and led him to the bathroom. When they got inside, Brian started to drag Justin into an empty stall.
“Wait a minute.” Justin said, as he walked towards the sink.
“What are you doing?” Brian chuckled as he watched his lover put soap on the buttplug and rinse it off.
“Fuck you. Who knows where this has been.”
Brian raised an eyebrow, “I’m guessing up some twink’s ass?”
Justin nodded his head. “Exactly. I don’t want someone else’s butt germs.”
Brian was doubled over in laughter as Justin pushed him back into a stall. “Shut up.” Justin handed Brian the buttplug and turned around. “Are you going to put this in me or not?” Justin asked as he dropped his jeans. Brian finally was able to control his laughter when he was faced with Justin’s bare ass. He gently ran his hand from Justin’s neck, down his back, stopping at the top of his ass. Brian used both hands to cup Justin’s ass and squeeze firmly. “That feels good.” Justin said, resting his forehead against the stall door.
“Wait until you feel this.” Justin sucked in a breath when he heard Brian suck on his own fingers. Brian got his fingers good and wet before tracing them down Justin’s crack. Brian rubbed his wet fingers enticingly against Justin’s puckered hole, teasing him by not allowing his fingers to penetrate.
“God, Brian. Do it.” Justin moaned, as he gripped the door harder, pushing his hips back.
Brian nipped Justin’s ear and shoved two fingers inside the younger man in response.
“Ummm, yes!” Justin hissed. He braced both arms against the door and bent over, giving Brian better access. Brian placed his free hand above Justin’s on the door, bracing himself, so he could lean in and run his tongue around the shell of Justin’s ear. “Do you like that?” Brian asked, inserting another finger.
Justin moaned and dropped a hand down to his cock, pumping fast.
“Want me to make you cum?” Brian breathed.
“Please ....Bri......let me....cum.” Justin struggled for breath as he felt Brian repeatedly press against his prostate. Brian thrust his fingers faster when he felt Justin’s muscles clench, signaling his orgasm. Justin grunted as he watched his cum spray against the stall door.
Brian removed his fingers and quickly inserted the buttplug, not giving Justin time to recover. “Shit, Brian!”
Brian chuckled against Justin’s neck. “That was hot.”
Justin turned around and wrapped his hands around Brian’s neck, bringing their faces close together. “Yeah, it was.” Brian gripped Justin’s neck and kissed him softly. Justin bent down and pulled up his jeans, fastening them, as Brian ran his hands along the seam. He could feel the end of the buttplug through the denim.
“How does it feel?” Brain asked
“Good.” He could feel the buttplug move inside him when Brian rubbed it.
“It’s going to make me hard, thinking about this being in you all night.”
Justin cupped Brian’s cock, “You’re already hard.”
“What are you going to do about it?”
In response, Justin dropped down to his knees and unbuttoned Brian’s jeans, freeing his cock. He licked the pre-cum from the slit of Brian’s dick, before swallowing it whole. Brian threw back his head and moaned as he clutched Justin’s hair tightly. Justin hallowed his cheeks and sucked him deeply. In a matter of minutes, Brian was cumming down Justin’s throat. Justin tucked Brian back into his jeans and stood up.
“I missed tasting you.” Justin kissed Brian, letting him taste himself on Justin’s tongue.
“I missed tasting me on you too.”
Both men smiled and left the stall to go join their friends at the bar.