Over the course of a week, Adrian had been jerking off thinking about his encounter with the stranger. The way his lips grazed his skin, the way it felt to be opened by him. The vision of his eruption. He went back to the same spot with nothing but hope and found no one. He took several pictures of the hickey he found the next morning and slept with the stranger's shirt by him each night. His mind was a gathering storm, the sound of distant thunder rolling in.
That thunder began coming in rhythm until it morphed into the pounding of a club remix version of a song that probably wasn't meant to be danced to. Standing on the sidelines of the dance floor of the same club as a week prior, Adrian was left uninspired to join the slowly growing crowd. Instead, he watched.
Chaz was there. Of course he was; dancing with his friends that giggled like a clique of mean girls that never moved beyond high school bullying. Lyrics of yearning for love were lost in ass shaking and grinding. They weren't even on beat, Adrian had thought.
He held onto a full cranberry vodka with the ice half-melted in his numbing fingers. There was no intention of drinking it, but he would not be caught off guard again. He would not be bullied.
With the shift into the next song, an icy gust of wind swept by. It encapsulated him from the soles of his feet up to the left side of his face. Strange, he thought, considering the front door was on the other side of the room. His attention was caught by the transitional bass turning into one of his favorite songs; a song that never failed to make him want to move. A weight began to lighten. Just as he was about to step out onto the floor to dance it all away, his drink seemed to get colder.
Adrian turned over his shoulder and set it down on a nearby table, and with the slightest glance up, he saw him; the stranger.
He was leaning against the bar, facing outwards, surveying the crowd with a hunter's eye. He was wearing a black tank top and leather pants. Adrian's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes nearly popped from their sockets as they travelled down to see a rather prominent bulge. The shape of his head tucked tightly against his thigh was visible even from ten feet away. A lump formed in Adrian's throat, and he froze in place.
Only a moment passed before the stranger pushed off the bar and began to make long, slow strides towards him. Adrian snapped around and stared straight ahead, hoping he hadn't noticed him unapologetically staring at him. What was he going to say? He should be casual. But then why was he so nervous? They'd only met once, and Adrian didn't even get his name. Did the stranger look for him too? Was Adrian being delusional? He felt the thunder growing.
A dull pain in his arm interrupted his thoughts as he stumbled forward a bit. He just barely caught his balance before face planting. Looking up, he saw the stranger had shoulder checked him on his way to the floor. He didn't even look back. A heavy weight fell into Adrian's stomach, and all color drained from his face. Maybe he hadn't seen him...? A coldness bit into him, but as he stared at him moving onward, that cold turned into fire as the stranger held out his hand to none other than Chaz.
It took Chaz an entire two seconds to process what was happening, and a sly smile grew. He placed his hand into the stranger's and was quickly spun around and pulled in. The two of them melted into each other as they moved to the beat of the music. The stranger's hips moved so fluidly and his hands began exploring Chaz's sides. Chaz's own hands reached up to feel the man's chest and slipped onto his broad shoulders. Their mouths moved, but only the sound of Adrian's favorite song came out. Chaz laughed. All the while, Adrian's feet stuck to his spot as if they were buried in cement.
In a swift movement, the stranger took Chaz by the hips and spun him around, pulling his back into him. Chaz's eyes went wide, undoubtedly feeling that impressive bulge make contact. Adrian knew that feeling. The stranger's arms wrapped around Chaz as they swayed to the changing song. Bliss overtook him as the lights flashed and a group of people blocked Adrian's view.
A fever of embarrassment and envy flushed his cheeks as he craned his neck to try and see around them. As the song changed once more, a flood of people stormed the floor, washing the couple further and further from his sight. Time seemed to simultaneously slow down and speed up with each passing second of not seeing them.
Finally gathering the courage, Adrian took a step onto the dance floor himself. As soon as he did, a part in the crowd formed, and he saw the stranger grinding his clearly tenting cock against Chaz's perky ass. Even with his cheeks burning hot, he couldn't look away. His heart pounded against his chest and blood still rushed south. Did it have to be Chaz? Of all the people there?
Standing as still as stone, Adrian watched as the stranger leaned into Chaz's ear to say something. He watched as he peeled himself away. And he watched as he walked past him back towards the bar. Adrian saw him order a drink, and when he turned back around, Chaz had disappeared into the crowd. Adrian didn't know if he could handle watching the stranger leading Chaz out of the club at the end of the night. It was now or never.
With every step towards him, Adrian felt his focus come more and more intact. Sure, they could dance together and have a good time, but Adrian had already gone all the way. And it was a good time too! And sure, the stranger disappeared without a word, but you can't fake that kind of pleasure. Right?
As he went to tap him on the shoulder, he noticed the sweat and heat radiating off of him. It made Adrian melt a bit. As the man turned around and looked directly into Adrian's eyes, he was thrown off. They were blue. His eyes. Icy almost. He could've sworn that they were brown the other night, but there he was. The words that were at the tip of his tongue, ready to jump out faltered, and a single eyebrow arch forced him to repeat himself.
"I said I had fun the other night," Adrian said with a thinner voice than usual. A blank expression rested on the man's face. He continued with, "Maybe we could do it again sometime?"
The stranger's piercing eyes onced him over with apathy as he thought for a moment. A slight smile crossed his face, but something about it felt cutting. He nodded for Adrian to follow, and without a word, walked off. Again.
Adrian didn't hesitate this time.
The stranger snaked his way through the crowd with ease and grace. Struggling to keep up, Adrian resorted to elbowing people, forcing them to make room. Still, they were separated, and Adrian ducked and weaved through the crowd, dodging arms and legs as if it were an obstacle course. The lights blinded him with the most fantastic shades of blues and violets. He caught sight of the back of the man's head just before he slipped into the bathroom. He was quick to follow.
When the door swung shut behind him, the loud, pounding music softened to a dull. Adrenaline rushed throughout his entire body and landed in his crotch, already starting to form a boner. A warmth overcame him as he noticed that all of the stall doors were open. He knew though that his prize awaited him at the very end.
