I remember going to a gay nightclub once with my girl cousins and they just invited us guys for the fun of it and really so they could have rides home instead of waiting for one when the party was over. They really wanted to go that night because there was an event for drag and their favorite queens were part of the event.
At first I was hesitant since I didn't really go to clubs in general and I didn't want to risk having them find out about my secret since my family didn't really know about me being bisexual and the things I've done before with my teammates and classmates. What convinced me was that we were going to have a private room for our group and that would help me avoid the risk of exposing myself that night.
I wore a button-up polo shirt with slim fit jeans, some basic choices for a man when it comes to fashion for a night out. What was different about my outfit for that night was what I wore for underwear. Since we were going to a gay nightclub, I decided to wear one of my favorite panties: a black tanga that rode up my hips and perfectly cupped my dick comfortably. Before I put my pants on, I did a quick spin in front of the mirror to see how well my panties fit me and I just loved how they hugged my ass up. I didn't really have any intentions with what I wore for that night except for the naughty feeling of wearing panties while I was out with my oblivious cousins.
The nightclub we went to was called Ambrosia and it was one of the more popular gay nightclubs in the area. When we arrived at the club, we had to wait outside for one of my cousin's friends that would help us get inside the club.
As were waiting, I noticed some of the people waiting in line were giving me seductive looks and talking amongst themselves. I've heard that people who have a tall and lanky build like mine were attractive to gay people and I think the looks I was getting that night at least partly confirmed that thought.
There was one trio of people in particular that caught my attention while we were waiting outside. They black almost gothic outfits that were revealing to say the least. One of them had a fishnet crop-top paired with a shiny leather-latex mini shorts while wearing matching fishnet stockings. Another one had a sort of blouse with frills that hung off the sides while wearing a pair of high waist skinny jeans that really hugged the figure of his shapely ass. The last one wore a see-through lace shirt that covered whatever shorts or skirt he was wearing, showing of his white legs while wearing schoolgirl socks. What they wore wasn't the only thing that caught my attention, the way they were looking at me and whispering amongst themselves while looking at me made me feel exposed at first, but that feeling was changed into feeling wanted soon after that.
Before I could do anything in return to how the trio looked at me, we were ushered into the nightclub by my cousin's friend. The place itself was pretty nice. First thing I noticed was how cool it was especially as you made your way across the dance floor where the darkness would only be lit up partially by the passing technicolor lights above.
As we made our way to the room, I slowly found myself at the back of our group since we had to pass by some areas in a single file. During that time, there were already a few gropes here and there from people we passed by but I just shrugged it off thinking that that was the norm around here and I would just have to go along with the thought, "When in Rome."
We finally made it to our room and the event that we went there for wasn't going to start for a couple of hours so we had time to burn while we drank the night away so to speak. The night picked up pretty quick once the drinks started flowing and before I knew it, the drag event for that night was about to begin already.
My girl cousins went out our private room and started heading for the dance floor while all of us guys stayed in the room. I don't really know if I just wanted to go to the dance floor as well but I pretended that I would go out and watch over our cousins who went out on the dance floor so that nothing happens to them to which the other guys just agreed or didn't really mind me while they were talking over drinks.
I forgot how quiet it actually was inside the room because when I went out, the music and lights were just blaring and you can just see the silhouette of people bouncing up and down or dancing as the flashing lights passed some parts of the crowd. The dance floor itself was huge, big enough to fit a sort of walkway in the middle of it even with people partying on the sides.
I couldn't really find my cousins in the crowd so I tried to find a spot on the dance floor where I can get a clearer view of the people. While I was trying to move through the crowd of people the lights suddenly turned off and a huge spotlight lit up the runway in the middle of the floor. Shouts and howls came from the crowd as the Drag Event was finally starting.
As the drag queens started lining up on the runway, I caught a glimpse of one of my cousins but I don't think she saw me so I tried to make my way to where I last saw her to no avail. I now found myself in a dark spot on the dance floor where some were watching the show while the others were still partying. From where I stood, the faces of the people were barely visible if the lights even flashed their way and I didn't really know who was in my vicinity.
I started looking for my cousins again and as I was making my way through the crowd, I felt someone take a hold of my wrist. I stopped in my path and I looked at the person who was holding my wrist and at first it was too dark to see, but when one of the lights flashed our direction I saw that it was the the one wearing fishnets from the trio that was checking me out earlier.
With the lights flashing above us from time to time, I saw that he had a devilish grin on his face. He leaned in close to me and said, "I've been looking all over for you, daddy."
I felt my face blush as the heat rushed up to my face and I was thinking of a reply when he suddenly pulled my hand even more and put his other hand on my face as he kissed me. This wasn't the first time I kissed a guy but it was the first time that a guy kissed me unexpectedly and in a place like this. I found myself resisting at first but then I eased into especially when he started poking his tongue into my mouth as we french kissed. As we were making out, he started fondling with my crotch through my clothes. I didn't really know what to do at the moment but my instinct told me that I had to return the favor.
There we were, two guys fondling each other in a very dark dance floor while people partied around us like it was nothing. I don't know how long we made out but after a while, he pulled away from me and he had the same devilish grin on his face.
There was a line of saliva dangling from his lips that he picked up with his finger and placed it back in his mouth saying, "Mmm, your lips are so soft and you taste so sweet daddy."
I could only gulp in reply with my mouth slightly open as I tried to figure out what just happened and what I would say in reply. He didn't wait for any reply for me as he smiled back at me again and then pulled me away from where we were. He pulled me to an area on the edge of the dance floor where there were already some people making out with each other. When we got there, he turned around and pulled me in for another kiss, pinning himself on the wall as he pulled on my shirt.
