Shiro takes Keith to an exclusive sex club for his birthday and leads him to where one of his favorites, Lancey Lance, in the club is getting railed while on display. Shiro takes Keith up and tells him it’s okay to touch. Lots of curious exploration, and Lance loves the attention.
*licking my lips* the images this evokes anon. The IMAGES.
Shiro pays for the private room. It’s not exactly super private since there are several other little groups in there but it is significantly less crowded and less noisy than the general bar room.
“Over here,” Shiro tells him. “He’ll be getting started soon. I think you’ll like him.”
Keith takes his seat and tries to prepare himself for what he’ll see. Shiro’s talked about this particular…dancer? Model? Performer? He’s not sure what to call the people that work here. Said he’s very good. That he’s even come off the stage to interact with Shiro on occasion.
Enter Lance. Clad in shining spandex that clings to his body to cover…well, practically nothing. He dances for a bit, his eyes on Keith. Hazed and lustful. Comes off the stage sooner than Keith expected, crawling up between Keith’s legs his slender hands on his thighs.
“Hey there,” Lance says. “You’re new,” he comments, looking him over.
“His name’s Keith,” Shiro tells him. “It’s his birthday.”
“Is it?” Lance smiles and Keith’s heart rate skyrockets at the sight of those gleaming teeth. “How old are you Keith?”
Oh the way he says his name just drips with lust. Keith swallows and stammers out his age. Lance’s fingers scrape down his thighs to his knees making Keith shiver.
“Special occasions deserve special treatment,” Lance whispers close to his lips. “Want me to treat you special, baby?”
Oh Keith is never going to last the night if Lance keeps talking like this. Breathy and hot, smoldering eyes burning up his body with every look. No wonder Shiro likes him. He’s…enticing.
Lance gets ordered back to the stage. Keith hadn’t noticed but things have been added to the area and there’s a dominating looking man there, clad in leather with a crop in his hands. The sound of it smacking his hand has Lance’s eyes dilating and breath catching.
“Later then…” Lance promises. “Maybe you can…treat me special instead,” he winks.
Lance gets ordered around for several minutes. To crawl. To beg at his partner’s feet. He gets face fucked and smacked around but enjoys every second of it. Keeps looking at Keith with a hungry look on his face. The longer it goes on the more Keith wants to be up there.
“Want to trade places with the handler, Keith?” Shiro asks with a knowing look.
Keith just nods, never taking his eyes off of Lance. Shiro pays for those special privileges and takes Keith up to the stage. Lance is locked into a stock, seconds ago he had a cock barreling into his mouth. Lips slick with spit and face flushed with a smile.
“Touch him,” Shiro encourages as he goes back down to sit and watch. “Any way you want. He’s paid for.”
Keith starts with grazing touches of his fingers on hot skin. He feels amazing. His fingers delve into Lance’s mouth to feel his tongue. Lance sucks with a heady moan that has Keith’s stomach doing somersaults and his cock tenting in his pants. Then he glances at the other end, at Lance’s raised ass.
“Can I…fuck you, too?” Keith asks aloud.
“Yes p-please,” Lance begs, licking Keith’s fingers. “Use me, baby. I’m all yours tonight.“
This is the best birthday of his life, Keith decides. And he’ll definitely be coming back within the week to see Lance again.
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