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Part 3 – Old Patterns, New Partners
Don started to lead Will toward the front door, but Will
pulled him instead toward the back wall.
Along the back wall was an open doorway and Will pulled him into the dim
hallway beyond.
The hallway smelled of sweat and sex and, underneath the
music, resonated with quiet gasps and moans.
Will could hear Don’s sharp intake of breath as he registered the dim
shapes of men in the midst of handjobs and blowjobs. Will didn’t give Don a chance to think,
rather pushed him against the wall.
Will’s mouth descended on Don’s and they were kissing furiously. Will sensed jealousy and arousal in the stab
of Don’s tongue and the grip of his hands on Will’s arms.
Don broke away, breathing hard, and Will pulled him further
down the hallway, skirting several men on their knees in front of other men. Will found an open stretch of wall and pushed
Don against it, kissing Don’s sweaty neck.
“Dammit, Will,” Don said hoarsely. “I wanna fuck you. Let’s go to the car.”
“Why not here?”
“Wh-What?”
Will smiled at him.
“Fuck me against the wall, right here.”
Don stared at him, his eyes wide.
Oh yeah, you know you
want to. Give in … Will had gotten and given blowjobs in this
hall before, but never more. Not from lack
of propositions. Before, stuff he’d done
in this club had just been for stress relief.
This time he wanted to be fucked by the man in front of him.
Don swallowed and said weakly, “I don’t have any protection,
and there’s no way you’ve got some hidden somewhere.”
Will grinned, knowing he had him. He silently walked over to a small box on the
wall and pulled out one of the free condoms that the safe-sex people
supplied. The box held plain condoms, pre-lubricated,
ribbed, even cherry-flavored, so that people would make use of them.
“Shit,” Don mumbled as Will handed him the condom. “How do you—“
Will pulled his shirt out of his waistband and unzipped his
pants. His tightly confined cock sprang
out, exposing himself to anyone in the dim hallway who might look his way.
“Shit,” Don said,
pushing Will against the wall and covering him with his body. “Just like that, huh?”
“No, like this,” Will said, pushing Don a little away then
peeling down the back of his pants to expose his ass.
Don shoved Will back against the wall and growled, “You’ve
been fucked here before.”
“No, never,” Will protested, the wall cold against his bare
ass.
Don met his eyes for a moment then relaxed a fraction.
“Just blows,” Will added, for honesty’s sake.
“Fuck, Will,” Don
snapped. “You’ll unzip for anyone.”
“Not anymore,” Will responded. “Just you.”
“How many?” Don snarled.
“How many of the men in this club have you had sex with?”
“None,” Will said sincerely.
“They were just mouths or hands or cocks. You’ll be the first man in this club.”
Don growled inarticulately, jerked Will around and shoved
him face first into the wall. Will heard
Don unbuttoning his fly then the ripping of a foil wrapper. Will spread his legs as much as he could and
braced his hands against the wall.
Then Will felt the hard shape of Don’s cock at his ass. Without preamble, Don shoved himself in,
setting Will’s ass on fire. Will
struggled to adjust but Don only gave him a second before pulling out and
shoving back in again. Don’s cock was a
steel rod of arousal. Will concentrated,
made his ass muscles relax and was rewarded by a rush of pleasure. He let his arms buckle, so he was barely
bracing himself from getting slammed into the wall. The hard surface pressed against his cock and
balls, restricting blood flow and compressing Will’s erection. Will wanted this to last.
Don gripped Will’s hip with one hand, pressing bruises into
his skin. He buried his other hand in
Will’s hair and jerked back. Will gasped
involuntarily.
“Mine, utterly mine,” Don growled in Will’s ear. “Flaunt your body all you want in those
goddamn pants, your ass is mine. And the
rest of you, too.”
Don pounded Will unmercifully, sending waves of hot pleasure
through him. Will whimpered, enjoying
the fierce, rough passion of an out-of-control Don. Will’s ass was gonna ache tomorrow, but he
relished every possessive thrust of Don’s cock.
He hadn’t set out tonight to make Don jealous, he’d just fallen into old
patterns. Now Don scoured away Will’s
many nights of coming here and leaving more lonely than before. And that scouring felt good, damn good.
“Mine,” Don groaned.
“My sweet fucking bastard.”
Will gasped in laughter and pleasure. Don was claiming him, showing anyone in the
hallway that Will was his. And Will knew
that Don was turned on by the idea that there were others watching him. Others who were blowing or getting blown,
pausing in their activities to enjoy the sight of Don’s cock pummeling Will’s
ass. Fucking
in public … Oh Don, you’ve come a long way.
Will grinned and held onto the wall.
Don’s grip tightened even more, digging his fingers into
Will’s left hip and pulling Will’s hair painfully. Don’s breath was harsh in Will’s ear. “Will,” he growled, making his name at
the same time a swear word and a prayer.
Suddenly, Don’s breathing hitched. He exploded in a frenzy of pounding, smashing
Will into the wall, driving the breath from Will’s lungs. Will felt lightheaded with satisfaction and
lack of air. He was seeing spots by the
time Don slowed down.
“Will, Will, Will,” Don mumbled with the last wobbly thrusts
of his pelvis.
Don finally released his death grip on Will’s hair and Will
sagged against the wall.
“There,” Don chuckled with a gasp. “That’ll show ya.”
Will gave a wheezing laugh.
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