They arrived at the club close to eleven. Mike seemed a little reserved at first as he looked around taking in the hot guys. He guessed he was too. It was a feast for his eyes, but really all he wanted was the man holding his hand.

“Let’s get a beer,” Lane suggested.

Mike nodded and headed to the bar, leaning over so the shirtless guy serving drinks could hear.

“Hey, sexy, what can I get you?” the bartender asked.

“Two beers. Longnecks. Do you have Sam Adams?”

“Sure do.” The man winked before turning to grab the beers.

Lane took the bottle when Mike handed it over. He guided them to a quiet corner where they loosened up as the music pumped hard. His hips were swaying and Mike pulled him close so they were rocking together as they drank.

They were both almost finished with their beers, and he grabbed the bottle from Mike’s hand, depositing it on a table behind them before dragging him out to the floor.

Lights flashed, colors splashed on them as bodies swayed around them. People moving in unison, driving his lust higher. Someone tugged at Mike’s shirt, lifting it up to his underarms. Lane grabbed the front of Mike’s shirt and tugged up even more.

It took him leaning in and licking Mike’s neck for him to lift his arms. Lane took the shirt and pulled it through his belt to make sure they didn’t lose it.

Mike was hot, and the guys around them appreciated his looks. After a few minutes, Mike seemed to lose his hesitation and lifted his arms, swaying with the beat as guys caressed his chest and shoulders. Mike’s eyes were dark with lust. Lane appreciated the view and the atmosphere. People crushed in close, touching and grabbing, but Mike was plastered against him, showing the crowd who he wanted.

Lane felt like he was on top of the world. Guys looked at him like he’d won some award. He liked the attention.

Mike had his arms wrapped tight, his eyes on Lane only. They danced until sweat covered their bodies, running down Mike’s chest in little rivulets. They took a break and got some water. Two guys approached, their gazes glassy.

“Hey, would you two like to come back to our place? We could have some fun.” One of the guys reached out and touched Lane’s arm.

Mike shook his head. “Thanks, but no. This guy is the only one for me.”

“Well, you’re both fucking hot. If you two ever decide to, you know, do something with another couple, we’re open. Hell, we’d pay just to watch you two fuck.”

Lane’s cheeks were hot as he turned to stare at Mike. “It’s a great offer.” Lane turned back to the two guys and shook his head. “But we’re exclusive. I won’t want or need anyone else.”

“It’s a shame.” One of the guys said before turning and walking away.

Mike leaned in and nibbled on his earlobe. “You’re so fucking hot everyone wants us.”

“No, you’re the hot one.”

“Oh no, it’s you. You’re the incredibly hot one who makes all the other guys want us. The way they are looking at us. My God, Lane, I just want to take you now. It makes my blood boil.”

Lane chuckled and shook his head. He wasn’t the one the other guys wanted; it was all Mike.

“Come on, let’s dance some more,” Lane said.

“Sure. But first, give me your shirt.”

Lane laughed as Mike tugged at his shirt. He lifted his arms and allowed Mike to remove it. Mike swung it over head before tucking the shirt into his belt loops. They moved to the dance floor, rocking and grinding together, their bodies hot. He could feel the stiff ridge of Mike’s cock against his.

The way Mike stared at him made his heart beat faster. Mike looked amazing with sweat on his skin, his eyes bright, his cheeks a little pink as they moved together. There was no question, he had the sexiest man on the dance floor.

After a few more hours, they headed back to his apartment, barely making it in the door before Mike started ripping at his clothes. He was naked, pressed up against the door with Mike humping him. A delicious thrill raced through him. This was better than ice cream on a hot summer day.

“Fuck, Lane…so freaking hot. I wanted to fuck you on the dance floor.”

He grunted and thrust his hips. “We need some lube.”

“I know. Tomorrow, I’m going to have to pick up some.”

He moaned as Mike stroked him. Then Mike dropped to his knees and slid his tongue over Lane’s cock and it was like heaven had come down and wrapped its arms around him. He rolled his eyes up in his head and groaned. He was going to come soon if Mike kept this up.

The feel of Mike’s tongue and lips on his dick was so blissful he never wanted it to stop. If he could, he would just have Mike lick him all day long. He wove his fingers in Mike’s hair and pumped slowly, rocking his hips just a little. It felt so good to be fucking Mike’s mouth.

The fire inside built, and he clutched at Mike’s hair. “Now…” He drew in a slow breath, trying to calm himself, but it was no use. “Fuck…gonna…”

Mike pulled off as the first bit of his orgasm shot out. Lane watched as his cum struck Mike’s face and chest. He wanted to howl and claim victory as his seed coated Mike’s body.

He caught Mike’s chin and bent low, licking the cum off Mike’s cheek. “Fucking awesome. That’s what you are.” He pushed Mike to the floor and settled between his legs.

Lane dipped and licked over Mike’s hairy thighs then nuzzled his balls before sucking one into his mouth. He tugged gently before letting it go. He sucked on his fingers before positioning them at Mike’s opening. With his other hand he guided Mike’s cock to his mouth as he pressed in with his fingers.

Mike tugged hard on his hair, but he wasn’t stopping. His fingers slipped in and Mike stilled, his body held stiff.

Lane sucked in more of Mike’s cock, swallowing most of it before sliding up then going down again. Mike was panting, calling out Lane’s name as he blew him.

Mike stiffened, and his cock grew bigger. Lane closed his eyes and went down on him just as he started to pulse. Cum shot down the back of his throat, and he swallowed.

When Mike finished, he pulled off and pulled out his fingers, and wiped them on his shirt. He sat up and stared at Mike who looked limp as a noodle. “Did you like it?”

“Fuck, Lane, that was amazing,” Mike slurred.

“I liked it too.”

“Good Lord, I never knew being gay would be so awesome.”

Lane laughed then pulled Mike up before bending to pick up their clothes. “It is kind of awesome. I like sucking you. Actually, I liked eating your cum.”

Mike’s lips twisted. “I tried, but I just can’t swallow yet.”

Lane understood. At first, he didn’t think he would be able to, then it just seemed like the right thing to do. “It’s okay. I’m sure there are other things we’ll do that you’ll like.”

“I really want to fuck you.”

Lane reached out and tugged Mike close, running his tongue over Mike’s neck then nibbling on his ear. “We’ll get some lube and condoms then try it.”

“I can’t wait.”

They showered then dropped into bed after he pulled the shade low so the sunlight would be blocked. It was close to four in the morning, and he hoped this would get him back onto his schedule. He had to work tonight and couldn’t afford to be tired.