Darren Lewis is a twenty-two year old virgin, and when he ventures out to a gay bar for the first time after college graduation, he isn’t looking for a hookup. He wants the boy of his dreams; one of the forever variety. His plans for that, however, come to a halt the moment he locks eyes with the most gorgeous guy on the dance floor, named Evan. Evan sweeps him into a world of whiskey and sex, showing him pleasure with no strings attached and the constant promise of a next time. After a whirlwind month of weekend hookups in the back seat of his car and bathroom stalls, Darren finds himself too besotted with his wayward Romeo and is heartbroken when Evan stops showing up at their usual bar. A month passes and, while still dreaming of Evan’s talented hands and mouth, Darren tries to move on. When Evan appears at the bar one random night, jealousy spurs Darren to attempt a hookup with a guy whose name he doesn’t know. That hookup is interrupted by a furious Evan who demands to know what Darren had been thinking, leading to an admission of feelings he’s never had, and possibly another first for the both of them.
This is an explicit erotic short story of approximately 5,600 words. It contains graphic language and sexual themes. It is meant only for adults who are interested in this type of material for viewing in jurisdictions where its sale and enjoyment does not violate any local laws.
“Not to mention, cute as hell.”
Darren blushes for the billionth time that night, ducking his head into Evan’s shoulder as the next song begins to play. They dance without talking for a while longer, and eventually Evan spins him around, his chest to Darren’s back.
And that’s when Darren feels the hard press of something far from innocent against his ass.
For a second, he’s afraid, but that passes quickly when Evan begins to grind his hips in a sinfully sweet way that makes Darren hot for a reason entirely unrelated to the large amount of people on the dance floor. The inexperienced virgin part of his brain shouts a warning. The rest of him, though, including his body, shouts back and betrays his virgin instincts by grinding back against those talented hips.
“Fuck, you’re the hottest guy in here tonight,” Evan states. “You just – fuck.”
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Published January 8, 2013
by Black Serpent Erotica.
Erotica, Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction.