Nightclub
"Oh shit!"
Paul ran out to the lounge room and quickly opened the front door. Rich stood there and smiled as he looked Paul up and down.
"As sexy as that look is Paul, I don't think you'll be allowed in the club like that."
Paul looked down and took in his own appearance. He was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants and hadn't put his shirt or his shoes on yet. He looked back at Rich and smiled.
"Shut up and come here gorgeous."
Rich returned Paul's smile as Paul tugged him into the apartment, pulling him close and kissing him passionately as he shut the front door behind them. Rich wrapped his arms around Paul, stroking his bare back as Paul sucked his tongue into his mouth, causing Rich to deeply moan.
They eventually pulled away breathless. Paul took a step back and looked up and down at Rich.
"Looking good Richie."
Rich was wearing a pair of black dress pants and a light blue shirt. He blushed under Paul's sudden scrutiny. Paul wiggled his eyebrows at Rich and smiled, before running off into the bedroom to find his shirt. When he returned a few moments later Rich gave him an appreciative wolf-whistle.
Paul had put on a tight black t-shirt that went perfectly with the leather pants, and also showed off the slight definition in his chest and arms. His hair was still wet from his recent shower, and Rich found himself wanting to forget all about the nightclub and take Paul back into the bedroom right then.
Paul looked at Rich, knowing exactly what thoughts were running through his head. He simply smiled.
"Ready for some clubbin' Rich?"
Rich returned his smile.
"Bring it on."
"Can't Get Enough of You Baby" by Smashmouth blared through the speakers at the club as Paul and Rich showed off their talents on the dance floor. They were dancing with a couple of other girls, not wanting to draw attention to themselves by dancing with each other. That didn't stop them checking each other out at every opportunity though.
Rich couldn't help but checking out Paul in those leather pants. He looked good enough to eat, and Rich was having serious trouble controlling himself.
"Rich?"
Rich shook himself from his daydream and looked up to find Paul staring at him.
"Sorry what?"
"I said you want to sit down and have a drink?"
"Yeah sure."
Paul ran a hand through his sweaty hair and made his way through the crowd. Rich followed him and couldn't help notice how the shirt was clinging to his back, allowing Rich to see every muscle in his back move as he walked. He shook his head and tried to focus on something else.
They went to the bar and got a couple of drinks and found themselves a table towards the back of the club, sitting down. After a few moments of silence Paul finally spoke.
"You okay Rich?"
"Not really."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. I just have an overwhelming urge to fuck you right here and right now."
Rich looked Paul right in the eyes as he spoke, and Paul felt a shiver run down his spine as he saw the look of desire in Rich's eyes.
"Right here?"
Rich looked around at the crowded nightclub, wondering what he could do. He suddenly smiled, getting to his feet and holding out a hand. Paul took it and Rich pulled him to his feet. Rich led them both through the crowd of people until they somehow made it outside. Paul looked around at their surroundings. They had exited the back door of the club and were in a dimly lit alley.
"Rich?"
Rich responded by grabbing Paul and shoving him up against the nearest wall. His mouth hungrily found Paul's, who quickly opened his mouth to allow Rich's tongue to slip inside. Paul snaked his hand up into Rich's hair, deepening the kiss.
Paul parted his legs and Rich slipped his leg between them, rubbing his thigh against Paul's groin. Paul let out a deep growl, quickly grabbing Rich and reversing their positions, shoving Rich against the wall. His hand eagerly found the button of Rich's pants and he undid them, slipping his hand into the warmth within.
"Oh God Paul."
Paul no longer cared about their location or whether it was appropriate or not, he wanted Rich and he wanted him right now. He quickly undid his own pants; sliding them down over his hips just enough so that his cock could break free.
"Bend over."
Rich turned around, using his hands to brace himself against the brick wall. Paul slid Rich's pants further down, admiring the view his perfect arse before positioning himself at Rich's tight entrance.
"Paul please fuck me!"
Rich knew he sounded desperate but he didn't care. He wanted to feel Paul's hard cock buried deep inside him and he didn't want to wait. Luckily he didn't have to wait long, as Paul entered him with one long thrust, causing them both to cry out at the amazing sensation.
Rich groaned and took his own cock in hand as Paul continued to thrust harder and harder into him. Paul felt so good that he never wanted him to stop. With one final thrust Paul cried out Rich's name as the orgasm washed over him. Hearing Paul scream out his name was enough to send Rich over the edge as well and he came with a pleasured cry.
Paul reluctantly withdrew and Rich turned back around. They readjusted their clothes and Paul pulled Rich back to him, kissing him tenderly. Then hand in hand they turned and walked back into the nightclub.
THE END
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