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We were already two shots into our first meeting. The band continues to play harmoniously in the background. People around us buzz with the sound waves; chattering over the bass and bumping and dancing with each other. Both of us are sat in a dimly lit corner so we can focus on each other more. Your back in the corner facing the bar crowd with me tucked away into your side; protective and displaying me ever so slightly to the public. While this meeting has been a long time coming and you’ve had nothing but anxiety and anticipation waiting for this moment to be present; you still want to show off a bit. I’m all yours tonight and 100% off limits to any man and his desires. Tonight, you are about to have a wild night. A dream night. A fantasy only men crave in the silent moments alone with their imaginations. Something you haven’t had in a long time. To be desired. To be yearned for. To be satiated.

You kindly wave to the waitress to bring two more shots for us. I smile and give a little giggle, nuzzling my face into your chest and armpit, smelling your pheromones and deodorant. My right hand runs up and down you’re back, fingers every now and again tracing doodles for no reason. My left hand is the trouble maker; as she is massaging your thighs, hips and everywhere around your throbbing groin. You’ve been sporting wood the entire night and I let you knew right away that I wanted you, when I leaned into your neck and licked your with just the tip of my tongue and whispered into your ear “I cannot wait.”

Your left hand has has a permanent residence on my back, as I can feel the intense heat escaping your palm like a deep building volcano chamber. The waitress brings four shots to the table and we straight up. “To a fun time” I proclaim, smile and wink. You smile back and clink my glass.

“I’m still cannot believe we are actually doing this, it feels so wrong.” You sheepishly whisper.

“I know.” I reply, with a warm smile, “I’m happy it’s with you.”

I lean in for a kiss. This only being the third one we’ve shared with each other, it already feels like an old hat. Our lips mold to each other and our tongues greet each other at the part like best friends. Your mouth tastes like good bad decisions and I can’t wait to taste all your flesh.

“Lets finish this up, I cannot wait anymore, I need you in the worst way.” You confess to me.

I nod in agreement and scoop up both glasses. You look at me puzzled as I shoot mine. I smile, clear the liquid from my mouth and then take your shot. I up-nod at you, and as well formulated Human Minds are, you know that shot is waiting in my mouth for you. You grab my face and seal my lips with yours. I part my lips and we exchange the liquor in a seamless and fluent movement. You close your lips to finish the swallow but don’t let go of my face. After you swallow, you kiss me passionately, exploring my mouth sensually with yours, pulling my body deep into yours and wrapping your arms around my torso as we finish our final moments in the bar before we rush back to our room.

We rush out the door of the bar and greeted with a cool crisp winter air. The chill is felt all over and I do a quick shudder but you’re there to quickly scoop me up to keep me warm embrace, wrapping the edges of your coat around me. We hug and I press my ear against your chest to hear your heart palpitations are quickened. I give you a quick squeeze then discover your hand with mine as we hustle down the sidewalk to the hotel and step into the doors. It’s already quiet in the lobby, even for a busy weekend night. We walk hand in hand as you lead us to the elevators. Pushing the button to go up, you look over at me to catch me gazing up at you and grinning. “You okay?” you ask me. “Oh, I’m very good. Tres bien.” I give your hand a squeeze in reassurance as the elevator DINGS and we board. You push for the 8th & top floor and the lift gives a slight jerk for its ascension. The walls are half decorated with mirrors. The lift goes two floors before I pull the emergency stop. You look bewildered to see what is happening. That’s when our escapades start.

I push you up against a side of the elevator and drop to my knees like there’s no floor beneath me. “Oh!” you exclaim. I begin to fidget and wrestle your belt and jeans open where I am greeted with a cock just springing to get out of your briefs. I look up and you and command “You will do what I say, when I say it. You tell me if you are close with your words. Keep your hands pressed against the wall.” You nod in agreement and I pull down your shorts and immediately see your cock begin to drool precum. “Mmmmm baby, I’ve been wanting to taste you for awhile” as I get below the drip, open my mouth and let it land on my tongue. You knees begin to feel shaky as I haven’t even touched you yet with my wet mouth. I trace up the cum string and take the tip of my tongue and lick up the shaft on the underside to the glans. You body and voice-box can’t contain itself as you let out a weird shuddered moan. You press your hands harder into the wall; pushing like you might push through the wall itself.

“Mmmmmm Zachary, are you ready for me to put your cock in my mouth?” I ask politely.

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I hope yall like this! Part 2 Tomorrow!

NSFW: yes

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