12 Christian NSFW (1/2)
The exclusive show had ended, and I was standing by myself sipping on my margarita while Brad had gone to take a piss. I had explained about my relationship with Christian to Brad, and he was pleasantly surprised.
Christian had always been very reserved and quiet, sitting next to me in class back in high school. I had always kind of liked him, seeing his gentle assured face gazing upon the blackboard, his pen being spun in his fingers.
Now he was spinning on stage around a stripper pole in a confident display, stripped all the way down to nothing but his sparkly green speedo.
”Hey,” Someone patted my back.
I turned to see Christian, now fully clothed. He had a grey t-shirt on and long black sweatpants. He was a clean-shaven white guy with fade haircut, had a tuft of textured short blonde hair sitting atop his head and very large characteristic ears.
”Hi, Christian,” I smiled. 'It's been so long.”
”I know,”
There was an awkward pause, before he continued, ”So that was your boyfriend, huh?”
”Hmm?”
”The guy you were with,”
”He's not my boyfriend…”
”Then good.”
”Good?”
”Come, let's talk in the staff lounge,” He motioned towards a pair of dark purple curtains behind the stage.
”I've missed you, Ped.” He continued to speak with his back turned to me. ”More than you've imagined.”
I was surprised to hear that, but I kept quiet.
”Still the quiet one, aye?”
”No, it's just…” I followed him to a dark, inconspicuous room housing a large leather sofa and a wooden table piled with empty Red Bull cans. The loud music had faded once we entered the room. ”I don't know what to say. We need to catch up on things. We haven't even spoken after you went back to London.”
Christian stopped in the center of the room and looked me up and down, suddenly making me feel self-conscious.
He grabbed me by my waist and started kissing me, licking my lips.
I hadn't masturbated in days, so I was kind of horny as well. I went with it.
I grinded my hips against his crotch as we made out. It wouldn't hurt if Brad didn't know, I thought, or maybe he would want to join us and we could have a threesome.
My mind rushed to think of all the possibilities as Christian's hands found their way onto my nipples, flicking them through my shirt.
”You glowed up,” He whispered.
”So did you,”
”I should introduce you to the twins someday,”
”The what now?”
”Abel and Tyler would love to get their hands on you,” Christian smirked, undressing himself.
”Wait, will anyone come in here?” I worriedly asked.
”No, not tonight. This is my dressing room,” He explained. ”We can do whatever we want, of course unless you don't want to.”