A night of glory - Sex Stories

A night of glory

... rather rough and wasn’t here to find a date to take to the movies and skipping through the forest. The man made a sign to the bartender for a beer and quickly turned back to his ‘target’ for the evening, eying him up again as he gave a small nod as a response. “So, do you come here often?” “First time,” Jamie replied, once again keeping his answers short and grumpy so that the man would catch on quickly. Unfortunately, he did not really seem to be doing so. “Ah, I see. A lot to take in, isn’t it?” the man replied before taking a large gulp of his ice cold beer. “I’m actually waiting for a friend,” Jamie finally said, still refusing to make eye contact with the man as he looked back at the dance floor, hoping he would spot Rachel now. He finally took the message and nodded as he grabbed his beer and stepped away from the bar. “Ah, alright. Have a nice evening,” he said rather coldly as he turned back to the dance floor and quickly disappeared into the crowd. Another half hour passed with Jamie standing there, looking around and occasionally swatting off more men that tried to flirt with him and failed. Just as he was about to get up and leave, the doors finally opened and Rachel walked in. When he entered the room, Jamie stopped for a second to look at the boy from top to toe as he was looking stunning as usual. Jamie wasn’t the only one who’s attention Rachel was getting, his long pearl white hair falling over his shoulders, reflecting the many blinking disco lights; the ...

... single blue strand that slipped over his left hair just being the perfect accessory. His skin, although unusual pale, still looked beautifully soft and smooth and his outfit left little to the imagination. Just like his friend he was dressed in a short skirt, although his was pink, that barely managed to cover his bubble butt sticking out. With that he wore black stockings that slid all the way up his long smooth legs. Rachel’s eyes were fixed on Jamie the minute he walked in. He walked straight across the dance floor to him, leaving many men to check out his ass swaying gently from left to right as he put one foot in front of the other. He quickly made his way over to Jamie and pushed a soft kiss against the boy’s lip who happily kissed back and leaned himself back against the bar. Although the boys weren’t in a relationship, the soft kiss had been their greeting for a few months now. The two had experimented a lot in the privacy of their own homes and had really enjoyed their time spent with each other, but besides lust and curiosity they were just friends and nothing more. “What took you so long?” Jamie started off in a slightly annoyed but still happy voice. “What do you mean? It’s eleven? I’m right on time!” responded Rachel, as he pushed up against the bar and ordered a nice cocktail. Letting out a deep sigh, Jamie just shook his head as he mumbled. “Ten. We were supposed to meet at ten.” “Did we? I really thought we said eleven?” Rachel returned as he grabbed his ordered ...