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With summer closing ^_^ i can finally get back into this full time x_x it's been very hectic for me.

All new members will be added hopefully sometime during this week.
If you've noted me or added the group (which you're supposed to do) Concider yourself a member!
Any ideas on what we wanna do guys?


Secondly!
I've got a story i absolutely love that i wanna share with you guys its by one of our own!
So i hope you enjoy it and see lots of you guys soon!





Title: Man on Man
Author:
Comments from Author: Yaaay! This story took a night to write. The main character is mine and the hot boi belongs to a friend of mine. Let me know if you like it and I plan on having a few more stories up in the furture.


You don’t know who I am… You probably don’t care about my life or why I’m telling you all these little stories but you’ll keep reading because your curiosity for my sexual appetite will continue to grow. I was never one to flaunt my sex stories but there comes a time in a man’s life that he has to share one or two secrets. My secret’s name will remain anonymous for the time being… until I scream his name out in pleasure that is…



It all started when I met this hot looking guy at a club. I’m not like most guys, I have really picky tastes when it comes to letting a man in my bed so it surprised even me when I saw this god step towards the bar. I was enjoying my rum and coke, my friends abandoning me long ago to investigate a dark corner with their lips and tongues. I was leaning back against the bar with my drink in hand, sipping delicately from the straw as I watched the swaying of the bodies on the dance floor. I don’t think he would have caught my eye if he stayed in the crowed but one tends to notice a male at 6’3 with black hair down to his ass. From his black shirt I could see the outline and shadows of the muscles on his torso. He had a masculine face with a firm jaw, his head was held high in a kind of arrogance that you only get when you don’t give a fuck about anyone. His entire body screamed power and masculinity, which is exactly why my green eyes couldn’t look away.

He stood next to me and waited for the bartender so he could order his drink, not noticing me watching him. I will admit that this made me a bit self-conscious, it wasn’t a surprise he didn’t notice a guy like me. But by that point the rum had found the pit of my stomach, making me feel warm and powerful so I found my voice and spoke.

“It’s not usually this popular, is it?” Now I asked this question for two reasons. One, it was a friendly and non-creepy way to start off a conversation. It would have him notice me, notice his surroundings and then focus on me. The second reason was the simple fact that I was curious to know if he came there often. I haven’t seen him at that club before but now that I have, I hope to see him every night (clothing optional).

“Last night it was a lot quieter than tonight… but I suppose it would be busy on a Friday.” And I nearly melt at hearing his baritone voice. I try to register what it was he said so I don’t look like a complete idiot.

“The weekends are usually the busies times but the most fun in my opinion” I looked back at the crowed for a moment before looking back up at his face, nearly getting lost in the depths of his eyes.

“You come here a lot?” He asked, turning to look at me better by leaning his side against the bar and resting his arm on the tabletop. I play his game and smile softly, spinning around in the barstool to face him so I could hear him better.

“Yeah, Usually on the weekends. That’s when the music’s good and more men are here.” I said, putting it all on the line. This man was a sculpture of a god, and it pains me to say that even I, me who has the best gay radar, excuse me, gay-dar, could not tell his sexual orientation. When I spoke I put emphasis on the ‘men’ part, hoping he got the idea that I wasn’t just there for the drinks. He smiled softly which almost gave me an erection right there at that moment but he turned his head away from me to give his order to the bartender who finally wasn’t busy. He ordered a Scotch straight up, which had me liking him more and more.

“Yeah, I’ve noticed a lot of good looking men here” It gave me great joy knowing that he was somewhat into guys but yet again I felt self conscious, my eyes traveling towards the dance floor for a brief second. My mind wondered whom he was talking about and if they really were good looking. When I turned back to look at him he was staring at me, my cheeks grew hot from the blush I got when I realized the ‘good looking men’ comment was more so directed to me then to the people dancing. I couldn’t help but grin as I watch him down his drink, watching the dip of his Adams apple as he swallowed the liquor. He set his glass down and paid for his drink, looking back at me with the same smile he had before.

“You want to dance?” He asked, nodding towards the crowed, his eyes not leaving mine. I felt the sudden urge to jump onto the bar and throw rainbow colored confetti but I felt an act like that should wait until he at least bought me a drink. I suddenly felt playful and secure, shrugging a shoulder and tilting my head sideways.

“If you think you can keep up…” I said sweetly, my flirtations tone not going unnoticed from the way his smile turned to a grin. I set my empty glass down on the counter and slid off my chair. I’m only 5’9 so this guy towered over me but I most certainly didn’t mind. He looked my body over slowly, most likely looking the leather pants over and blood red shirt. I returned the favor to look him over as well, my eyes traveling down to his loose fitting pants, staring at the sliver of flesh that can be seen where his shirt doesn’t quite meet his pants. My eyes traveled back up his face and stayed there before I grinned and turned, moving towards the dance floor. It was thick with bodies and I had to move and twist to get past people. I was worried that I might have lost my dance partner but I felt his fingers hook the belt loop of my pants, holding on so he didn’t lose me. I found a clear enough spot somewhere near the middle and turned to face him. It started with playful dancing about a foot away, our bodies not touching one another though we both wanted them too. The crowed pushed us at our backs, causing us to close the distance between our hips. I paused for a moment when I was pushed up against his hard chest, causing me to stare up at him in uncertainty. The only thing I was certain of is that I wanted this stranger and I wanted him bad! He took control, moving his hips against mine to a slow rhythm, following the beat of the music. My cheeks flushed, not that I was embarrassed but suddenly it got very hot on the dance floor.

Our hips moved together to the slow and sexy beat, the world disappearing around us. The only thing that concerned us was the friction our hips made. My hands, which moved on their own I swear, traveled from his stomach up, taking their time to caress his muscles before wrapping around his neck. His large hands didn’t take long to find my lower back, moving in slow circles. We danced for I don’t know how long, our bodies with a light sheen of sweat from our movements. Our bodies were pressed flat against each other, his muscles moving against me with every circular motion of his hips. His fingers moved a bit lower on my back, an inch past the waistband of my leather pants, close to my ass. I looked up into his face, his eyes revealing uncertainty, which made me smirk like a predator. I not so innocently turned in his arms, rocking my hips back so my ass grinded against his hips. The music was loud but not even the music could hide the soft moans coming from his throat. He dove his hands into my front pockets, pulling me back against his body as I reached back and wrapped an arm around the back of his neck. I tipped my head to the side as an invitation, his head bowing towards my neck to kiss my ear lightly. I shuddered uncontrollable when his lips grazed against the sensitive spot on my neck, ‘causing me to tip my head back and moan my appreciation. He leaned close, grabbing my hips to get me to stop them and focusing my attention on his voice and not on what was pressing into my back.

“You want to come back to my place…?” He asked softly, the hot air brushing against my ear. Now was the time for me to jump on the bar and throw rainbow colored confetti but instead I just turned, winked and nodded. He smirked with that rapacious look on his face as he straightened up and offered his hand. I placed mine in his, him lifting my hand to kiss my knuckles lightly. Yet another shiver went down my spine, damn this guy was good. He nodded towards the direction of the entrance and tugged me along through the crowed, past my friends in the corner that stared in awe and towards the parking lot to drive me to his apartment, where the real dancing was to take place.



The End...?

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Deviant of the Moment: azarath
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Azarath is back in buisness, all nominations go to =azarath please! ^_^ Thx Aza! You're teh seX0rz.



I've had more than one person nominate azarath!
^_^ not only for drawings but for Deviant of the Month stuff, thank yousomuch aza, here's to you!
~Hiei