[WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT]

🎵 Caleb

I couldn't shake the feeling that his eyes were all over me.

Between the lights, the energy pulsating in the room, and the way the music boomed in my ears and throughout my body, I felt like I was going to combust.

Either the drink was hitting me more than normal or being here with Nathanial was putting me on another level.

We had walked around the club for what seemed like an hour or so at this point.

Losing hope, it was becoming clear that locating Sarah was going to be close to impossible.

Was it that we kept missing her or we weren't trying hard enough?

All I know is that after my phone call with my Dad, something in me was keeping me from finding her even faster.

I stopped in my tracks and turned around to talk in Nathanial's ear. "Dude, I don't think she's here." I said loud enough that hopefully he heard me. I had to put my hand on his shoulder to keep from pushing into him. Even though I wouldn't be mad if I did. Something about his backwards hat was driving me crazy.

I had some serious arm candy tonight. The amount of people I saw watching us and our movement was out of this world. I felt like I was on stage. Maybe it was our heights and how much we towered over most people here or maybe it was all him. I have my bets on the ladder.

"We should grab another drink and we'll do another round" he shouted back to me.

"I like the way you think." I laughed. He turned around and I followed him through the crowd. It was hard not to sway to the beat around everyone else who was dancing. The energy in here was contagious.

We finally made it to the bar where it felt like coming out for air. I was scorching hot and I was wearing way less material than Nathanial. I could only imagine how hot he was in that long-sleeve.

"Hey, I was hoping I'd see you tonight." I heard a voice on the right side of Nathanial. It was the dude from the stand earlier today where we got our pins.

I rolled my eyes and resumed ordering a drink from the bartender.

"Oh... right, yea. How's it going?" Nathanial stuttered. I couldn't help but bite back a laugh as he stumbled over his words. He had no idea how hot he was and it was a pleasure to witness how caught up he got over getting hit on.

"I've been here for over an hour and I haven't seen anyone as good looking as you."

Nathanial's face went beet red. He clearly had no idea what to do with himself.

The bartender passed me our drinks and I paid up. Nathanial was clearly too busy to remember that he wanted to pay for me, but that's okay. I liked taking care of him.

I liked taking care of him. Weird. That fact still shocked me.

"How about you come out on the dance floor and dance with me. Show me some of your moves." The guy smiled, showcasing a little shimmy for him. Is this guy for real?

"I'm sorry. I can't. I'm... I'm not-" Nathanial stuttered.

"Single. He's not single" I butted in, handing Nathanial his drink.

The guy looked shocked as his eyes bounced between the two of us. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't know... but hey, you're really hot too. If you both are open to a third..."

I almost spat out my drink. This guy has some serious balls.

"We're good, Champ. Thanks though." I laughed, patting him on the shoulder.

He looked disappointed but finally got the hint before shaking his blonde hair over his eyebrows and dancing away.

I couldn't help but laugh as I turned to Nathanial.

"Oh, holy shit." I wheezed. I was fully leaning into his chest as he laughed back, his hand gripping my waist.

"I can't believe it. That was too funny." He laughed.

"These are some experiences you're truly never going to forget." I shook my head taking another swig. He followed suit, slamming back his drink.

His hand moved up from my waist to my shirt, lightly tugging on it, slowly making me sway forwards and back.

"I like this on you." He muttered. It was hard to hear him over the music but I did. Oh, I so did.

I licked my lips. His eyes immediately caught the movement and I couldn't help but bite my lower lip with my top teeth.

"Dance with me" I ordered.

He looked like he was thinking this over until he nodded his head, drank the rest of his drink and started for the dance floor.

I watched amazed for a moment until I did the same, finishing off my drink.

The dance floor was fully packed at this moment. Bodies upon bodies pressed together. It was so hot in more ways than one.

I closed my eyes as we swayed to the music. It was easy to follow the pulsing beat when my heart beat was following suit.

It wasn't long until we were pressed up against each other. Chest to chest, waist to waist. Instinctively my arms lightly wrapped around his neck. Our foreheads pressing on each others.

He was looking down at my lips as I ran my hands up and down his arms. His hands absentmindedly squeezed my waist. I don't even know if he knew he was doing that but it felt divine.

Slowly his hands drifted underneath the bottom of my shirt. He was exploring my skin. I could tell.

His heated touch grazed my stomach. I felt his hesitation and even that felt good. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes as the feeling of his hands sent a tingle from his touch straight to my dick.

He squeezed my waist again and I opened my eyes to look at him. We locked eyes and I could tell immediately that he was feeling what I was feeling.

Whatever this was, it felt too good to stop. Too good to question it.

Our pelvises were pressed against each others and I could feel our stiffness rubbing against one another's. This was too close and not close enough at the same time.

"Caleb-" He moaned into my ear. My eyes practically rolled to the back of my head hearing him say my name like that.

"What" I breathed.

"I'm so... hot." He answered.

I looked back at him and saw the yearning in his expression. He needed release and he needed it now.

I needed to take care of him.

Without hesitation, I dropped my hands to his buttoned up shirt and pulled, spraying the buttons every which way and leaving his shirt broken and open against his chest.

Fuck.

His body was delicious. He clearly worked out as religiously as I did. His muscles shined under the light, his V-lines pointing straight down underneath his pants. I gasped at the sight. I looked back at his eyes which were now fixated on my own. The heat that was coming off of him was insane.

He didn't look mad that I ripped his shirt. No. He looked... hungry.

"Come with me. Now." I demanded. Tugging on his arm, I guided him to the back wall of the club. I saw some people earlier filing over here to what I assume was the washrooms.

I was correct. Thank god.

The hallway in fact led to a giant multisex washroom with multiple rows to occupy. There were people walking in and out of the restrooms, and I quickly spotted a bathroom stall at the far end around the corner.

Beelining it, I pushed Nathanial in and locked the door behind me.

Turning towards him I could see the panic look on his face. My stomach dropped.

"Nathanial." I breathed, getting closer. He shut his eyes and bowed his head.

Maybe this was a mistake. I read the situation wrong. Fuck!

He lifted his hands and positioned them on my waist like he did back on the dance floor.

"We don't have to do anything." I blurted.

He nodded his head slowly before stepping even closer to me. At this point, the pressure of his hands made me press my back into the stall door.

He was clearly thinking this over and I'd give him as much time as possible.

This is his moment. He's running the show here.

Suddenly, he leaned in, pressing his lips on the side of my neck. His lips were so soft and warm and—- fuck!! Did he just bite me!?

I winced. Pushing him to arms length. Looking at his face, he gave me a devious smile.

Biting me? Biting me. He wanted to do my thing.

"Oh, you're so fucking in trouble." I groaned. Pulling him back into me, I immediately nuzzled my face into his own neck.

"Shit!" He moaned as I sucked, kissed and licked his neck. He tasted so damn good.

At the same time, I ran my hands up and down his body, feeling every inch of his glorious soft skin.

I whipped open his shirt even more, positioning it further down on his arms. Kissing down his neck, to his chest, he tangled his hands in my hair. As soon as my lips connected to his nipple, he tugged so hard on my hair and let out a soft whimper.

I clearly found his sweet spot. Circling his nipple with my tongue, I ran my fingers on and around his other one. He wiggled between my legs as he caved to the feeling.

I moaned back as he by accident rubbed my erection with his thigh. This clearly signaled to him that I liked it because he did it again. And again. And again.

Our heavy breathes were filling this stall and I felt like a horny teenager because the more he kept pressing against my dick, the more I was about to tip over the edge.

"Caleb. I-" He moaned.

"I know. Me too." I breathed back into his neck before licking and biting again.

"Agh, fuck!" He moaned.

We were full on dry humping at this point and it felt so fucking good. I couldn't stop. You couldn't pay me enough to end this. His hands all over my body, his breaths on my skin. His moans filling the air. He sounded so fucking good.

"C-Caleb. I'm gonna-"

"Oh shit, shit, shit." I groaned.

I'm so fucking done for. I didn't just tip, I fucking crashed, tumbled and dove over that cliff. We both stiffened and groaned, holding each other and slowly rocking through the last spasms of our come down.

In our fucking pants.

"Oh no." I laughed looking down at our waists.

Nathanial slowly followed my eyesight and straightened himself out. "Shit." He smoothed back his hair before he turned to grab us each a huge helping of toilet paper.

"Next time we'll have to find a better place to come." I teased, rubbing come off my stomach.

Nathanial lifted his head staring at me with those forest green eyes. "Let's go back to the hotel."