Lights flashed and strobed all around as sweaty strangers bumped against each other as they undulated and danced. As he put a gentle hand on top of my head and began to groan I knew it was time to get ready to swallow. We kissed, hot and passionately, each groping at the other. I could tell from the little bit of juice in my mouth and the way he was breathing it wouldn’t be much longer. His hands go lower. At that moment the nameless techno electronica gave way to t.A.T.u.’s ‘Malchik Gay’, which happens to be her favorite song. There is a place he knows in the club that’s out of the way enough and private. It is the only thing that makes it feel the slightest bit romantic. He wanted to know if I thought that would be okay. When he was done I stood up and he urged me to turn around. There is a place he knows in the club that’s out of the way enough and private.
