A night-club-1. A gay toilet adventure.

Yesterday we went to the night-club - it’s one of the most popular gay-clubs in Moscow. There were 5 of us: me, Nicky - my boyfriend, Mike – our old good friend, a gay too, Peter, who was in search of new impressions, and Alex, who had no idea of where to go that night, so he joined us.
So, we took seats in a corner on a couple of sofas, ordered drinks and took a view of a dance floor. It was midnight, but there were not so many people inside. Few minutes later I realized that those mushrooms, I’d eaten for dinner were really a bad idea, and with these uncheerful thoughts I rushed to the W.C… Few minutes later I fastened the fly with a great sense of a relief, and suddenly heard the talk between the two men that made me freeze motionless.
‘C’mon, there’s no one here, I want you bad, can’t wait. Don’t be so heartless, c’mon, please your pappy’ – one of them whispered loudly enough for me to here. Another one was murmuring something, in a lame resist, while his partner jogged him steadily towards the cabins, in one of which I stood almost breathless. Hell, I gave a short pray for them to choose another cab for their games!
The door of the cabin next to mine flushed opened for them to go in and latch inside. There was some hustle, followed by the sound of kisses and hot whisper going on with ‘C’mon, please, babe, you’re so hot, do it for me, nobody knows, c’mon…’

I heard one of them went down on his knees, then a sound of an unzipped fly and… (I felt stiff at once!) a hard-to-mistake sound of a head kiss that then turned into light sucking. So I stood there half dead half life and listened to the soft sucking sounds followed by soulful sighs and whisper instructions of the ‘pappy’. ‘That’s it, how cool, that’s a good boy… a light moan of delight… go on, take it deeper…’. The sound became more and more intense and finished with a loud groan of pleasure, ‘God, you’re wonderful!.. Let’s get out of here, I’ll show you the heaven tonight’.. I didn’t move till their steps faded away, then rushed to our sofa, where Nicky was sitting alone, took his hands and pushed it in my jeans immediately (God thanks it was dark in our corner!), he, though astonished he was, mechanically moved it up and down over my stiffest tool, and after a couple of his soft moves I blew up. ‘Wonder what you were doing in the toilet’-he said, and we kissed.

…to be continued…