Queer waters (Part 3)

At this point I was lost in the moment. The music changed to a racy beat, and I altered our stance. I turned myself around and pushed my ass back into his crotch. The stranger changed his hold on me as his hands traveled around the front of my exposed body. I arched my back against his chest, and he groped each of my pecs. His head hooked itself in the crook of my neck as he dug his bulging crotch into my ass.

It was late at night in one of the many deck of the Penetrator that a raging disco party was taking place. It had started hours ago and went long into the night. There were so many colorful attendants that I merely blended in with the crowd. The generational décor was as charming as ever just like the crowd it amassed. It didn’t take me long to find dance partners. They more or less gravitated towards me as I enjoyed the scene.

These partners would come and go as the night progressed with some of them seeking more than just a good grind. At this point in the night, I had snagged myself a tall hungry man intent on giving me his attention. We repeated our exchange of lucrative dance moves until we were more than hot and heavy. The man had grabbed my crotch when I backed into him again to the beat of the song. I couldn't take it much longer. I wanted more. I turned around to face him and closed the distance between our lips.

His lips were so full and melded with mine perfectly. I felt his hands slide down my back to grab each of my ass cheeks just as mine found their place around his neck. When his tongue demanded entrance into my mouth, I was more than happy to oblige. I opened my mouth, and his tongue took dominance. Our bodies continued to grind with the music as our tongues danced together. One of his hands traveled up my back to cup the back of my head as he took full control of our embrace. I could feel the raging boner he had under his tight fabrics. His beast was straining to break free of the tight colorful speedo he wore. Almost as much as my own.

He broke or embrace and kissed down my neck to my collar bone. His lips trailed back up my neck to my ear for him to say, “Damn, boy. You’ve got me harder than a rock.” His teeth nipped at my ear.

Doing the same to him by nipping his ear I said back, “I should do something about that.”

At that response, he crushed me into him exploring as much of me as he had access too. All the while licking and nipping at my neck. Our reactions to the others' advance was reciprocated with such lusty desire. My hands went up the back of his tank top as his traveled down past the rim of my tight short shorts. His firm hands fondled my body as they continued to explore my skin. When he squeezed my ass cheeks, I dragged my nails down his back. I heard a groan escape his lips before meeting mine again. He kissed me with such fervor that he couldn't contain himself any longer.

I was reluctant to let him pull his lips away from me again, but excited he did when he moved them back to my ears to say, “We're going somewhere private.” He kissed me again and took my hand again.

Disco lights flashed all around us casting a variety of colors on the passengers bumbling about to the music. The continuous thump of the song playing had everyone moving about as if it didn’t matter who they were bumping into and how many times they had. This guy pushed us through the dance floor with ease. I did feel several gropes and tugs as we passed through all the other horny clubbers. Once out of the crowd he pulled me toward an empty hallway. He stopped us around a corner alcove that was cut off from view, but still somewhat public.

The man pressed me up against the wall behind me with his body and explored my it with his hands again. Our lips and tongue met in repetition as our hands groped and prodded every inch of accessible skin. His hands found their way back down into my shorts and over my cheeks. This guy was definitely an ass man by how often he groped mine. My own hands traveled up the front of his body to his face. I held his cheeks in my hands letting him to do with me as he wanted.

His position changed as he grabbed one of my hands and pushed it down the front of his body. He led me right to his crotch. I knew what he wanted, and I was eager to give it to him. We switched positions with him against the wall and me attacking his front. I kissed from his lips, down his throat and then his front. His hands were on my shoulders pushing me lower. I ended on my knees in front of the bugle I had been grinding into. I looked up to see him smirking down at me. I grabbed at the rim of his speedo and pulled them down under his balls exposing the monster beneath. The sight of his cock had my mouth watering. I knew exactly how to attack a it.

I put my face into the bush of his pubic hair and licked at his hilt. His musk was thick and intoxicating. Using my tongue, I trailed up the side of his shaft. “Fuck, boy.” I heard him sigh, “Just like that.”

The length of his virile cock was slick with my spit before I took his head into my mouth. I tasted the precum coming from his slit and it drove me wild. I started sucking his cock like it was my only purpose in life. His thickness filled my mouth as I tried working him down my throat with every thrust. My tongue twirled around his head before taking it all the way in again. I tried going all the way but choked about halfway. Repeating the process pleased him as the man was moaning along with the movements of my mouth on his cock.

I felt his hands cup my chin and tilt it up. Our eyes locked with his cock halfway in my mouth. His own mouth hung open as he watched himself guide my mouth up and down the length of his cock. His pace increased until my head was bobbing on his cock. A couple heavy thrusts and he shoved his cock as far as he could and held me down.

Taking all of him down my throat took great control. I could have easily gagged myself into doing worse but held strong as he kept my head pinned to his groin. He gave my face a couple thrusts which caused me to look up at him with a whimpering expression. Through blurry eyes I could see the pleasure on his face. He was enjoying using me and that gave me such pleasure.

Letting me off his cock he ordered, “Suck on my balls, boy.”

“Yes, Sir.” I responded and dove underneath his cock to his balls.

They were heavy on my face I worked my mouth and tongue on the. I closed my eyes and dug in when he ran a hand through my short hair. I kept myself right where I wanted to be, enjoying every moment of it. The heat, the taste, and the man himself was intoxicating me to the point where if we were interupted, I’d make them fuck off so I can finish him off.

My mouth found its way back onto his cock at some point. I worked his length again and again just beginning him for more. His hands kept guidance with occasional holds that I relaxed into. We had a rhythm all our own that stimulated both of us. It felt as if his cock was just gliding in and out of my mouth with how slick I coated his meat.

“I'm going to cum in your mouth.”

I looked up at him and blinked once before throttling the pace I had been using on him. My mouth sucked his cock with full intent of his climax. I couldn't help my vigorous actions as he held onto my head. He wanted to cream in my mouth, and I wanted to swallow his fucking cum.

“Shit,” his breathing hitched, “here it comes!”

He bucked his hips and warm liquid gushed into my mouth. I took as much of his shaft as I could allowing his cum to jet down my throat. His hand helped keep my posture. When he relaxed, I slipped off his cock. I cleaned his cock up first before slipping it back under his speedo. When I finished, he pulled me up into another embrace as if it were a thank you.

He kissed me as deep as his cock had gone down my throat and pulled back. “Fuck. That was amazing.” He pulled me flush against his body again more personally, “You're amazing.”

“You taste amazing,” I pecked his lips.

He groped my ass again, “You up for another dance?”

“Definitely.”