Collin dumped half a bottle of water on his head and used his hand to disperse it through his hair to give himself a 'sweaty' look. It was a good look and the crystal droplets on his tanned skin looked great. He ran his hands through his hair again and climbed up the stairs, taking his place on the platform. When the music came on, he started to move but paused a moment when he realized that it was a love song. For some odd reason, Tanner's face popped into his mind and he closed his eyes, imagining that he was dancing for him.
For the last three weeks, all he'd been able to think of was Tanner and his innocence. It had been so refreshing to kiss someone who hadn't been around the block and it was exciting to know that he had been the first to take Tanner's soft mouth. He had been driving himself crazy remembering that kiss. Every nuance plagued him, making him long for this man like no one he'd ever wanted before. So he thought of Tanner, closed his eyes and moved to the music.
As Collin moved, he felt the hands of people who tucked tips into his shorts but he didn't acknowledge them. He was dancing for one and only one. The song faded into another and he opened his eyes, looking out across the dance floor. To his amazement, one set of eyes caught and held his.
Tanner!
He vaulted over the rail, dropping to the floor and quickly strode over, instantly upset with himself for showing his eagerness.
"Fancy seeing you here." Tanner smiled, holding a shot of tequila out to him.
Collin took it, set it on the counter and pulled the man into his arms, hugging him tightly. "I'm so glad to see you."
"I can tell." Tanner laughed, lightly brushing his hand against Collin's hard cock. He sobered, gazing into his dark eyes. "I never got my second kiss."
Collin leaned down and pressed his mouth to Tanner's, enjoying the softness before sliding his tongue inside and plunging into his liquid warmth. If he was worried that the feelings the first kiss had evoked were a fluke, the shiver that traveled through him told him a different story. There was something about Tanner that made his heart leap, something that made him never want to let him go. He gently pulled back, loving the slight blush that covered Tanner's stubble-roughened cheeks and his almost sleepy eyes.