Jake stood at the bar, not taking his eye off Dean. The pair had shared a night of passion a while back. Dean had had a crush on Jake for a long while but had never had the courage to approach him and ask him if he was interested in him? One night, after a busy shift at the Tavern and after several drinks Dean spotted Jake in a nearby club and plucked up the courage to speak to him.
'Hi, I'm Dean. Iv'e seen you around the Tavern and I really like you. Can I buy you a drink?'
Jake, somewhat flabbergasted agreed to the kind offer of a drink. The pair found a corner in the club to talk. A couch was free near the fire escape.
'Thanks for the drink. It's Dean isn't it?'
'Yes, how did you know that?'
'Well I will let you into a secret. I have had my eye on you for a little while. I spoke to Steve the DJ who told me your name.'
'Good old Steve hey!'
The pair chuckled as they both looked at each other seductively.
Jake moved closer and put his hand on Deans leg. Dean reciprocated. Both drinks went down on the table. In unison they leaned in for a kiss. Just like a perfectly scripted ballet both heads tilted to the side and lips locked. Their tongue's dancing a tango in each others mouths. Dean took Jakes hand and put it into his lap. Ushering it towards his stiff cock bulging through his jeans. Jake did the same, taking Deans hand and putting it straight onto his cock.
The two groped each other as the music played and the lights from the dance floor bounced off of their intertwined faces still locked in a passionate embrace. Jake pulled away.
'Wow you're a really good kisser.'
'So are you and I really want your cock inside me.' Jake liked the direct approach. It cut out a whole load of awkward small talk which in his opinion just wasted time.
'Ok, let's go then.' Jake didn't have a clue where they were going to go? It was almost two in the morning and his house was the other side of town.
'Lets go back to mine. I have a room above the Tavern we can go there.'
Dean was enthusiastic about his recommendation. He had already stood up and his boner was visible for all to see. Right in the eyeline of Jake, he stood there like he was the king of the world.
Jake finished the last of his drink and stood up. Discreetly trying to position his cock, still hard out of the way so nobody could see. It was no use so he jammed his hand into his pocket and held it tightly to his body. The couple left the club and made the short journey towards the Tavern. As they walked Jakes cock had began to soften and he could finally take his hand out of his pocket.
'So you've had your eye on me for sometime have you?' Jake asked, picking up his pace trying to keep up with Dean.
'I have yes, from the first time I saw you in the Tavern I was obsessed. I thought to myself I'm gonna have him!'
'Well you're very confident!'
'Well you have to be when you pull pints for a living.'
As they made their way through the town they noticed how chaotic it was. Girls running round screaming after their boyfriends with barely a stich of clothing on. The boyfriends stopping and either vomiting or pissing into shop doorways.