Johnny couldn't believe the turn his night had just taken. It had started out like many other nights, but he knew that it would end very differently. For several months, he and his partner, Tom, had been in the business of providing entertainment at gay parties. They would typically spend most of the party dancing with the boys while wearing nearly nothing. Towards the end, they would have steaming hot sex while the partygoers looked on and often jerked off while watching them. Occasionally, they would even allow some of the boys to join in.
However, tonight was different. When Johnny and Tom arrived at the house, there was a girl amongst the partygoers. This was not too unusual. Gay boys occasionally invited their female friends to enjoy the festivities, but Johnny knew this girl. Years earlier, before he had come out of the closet, he had been in a relationship with her. He had known deep down that he was gay, but wasn't yet ready to accept it. After several months, she broke up with him. Even though he had accepted that he was gay, he still held a lot of resentment towards her.
She hadn't seen him enter. As soon as Johnny and Tom came into the house they were led into a back room to wait until the party started. As they waited in the room, the old feelings of anger and resentment swelled up inside of him, firing up his passion and pushing him to give into his most basic desires. He needed revenge. She didn't know that he was gay, but he knew that when she saw him engaging in flamboyantly gay debauchery, she would break down. She would know that what they had was a lie, that he never found her attractive, and that he didn't miss her in the least. He told Tom that tonight he was going to pull out all the stops. Tonight would be the sexiest, raunchiest, and most erotic show they had ever put on. Johnny was out to prove that he could please a man better than she could ever hope to.
Johnny and Tom got dressed. Johnny rubbed baby oil all over Tom's firm body until he shined, while Tom put on a leather thong. They heard the house music start, and there was a knock on the door. They were both turned on, and they held a long, passionate kiss. Johnny savored the taste of Tom's tongue as it slid over his, first on one side, then the other. Several seconds later, Tom was walking into the party, in step with the beat of the music. He went to the middle of the party room and made some gyrations while several of the lusting boys ran their hands along his chest, up his back, and through his thong.
Then it was Johnny's turn. He strutted into the crowd wearing a PVC maid uniform with a miniskirt that showed off his smoothly clean-shaven legs and white gloves running up past his elbows. The long strands of his wig bounced on his shoulders as he walked out. His high-heel boots clicked as he moved through the room. He caught a brief glimpse of his ex's face as he passed by. Her eyes were wider than he had ever seen, and she seemed unable to comprehend what was happening. He felt his dick start to grow hard, and began to realize how much of a turn-on revenge can be. His body quivered with the anticipation of how he was about to turn the knife.