Destiny


He didn’t know what had drawn him to the club that night. Lance had suggested it, but he knew Lance had never been there.  He’d never been there himself, and he’d never talked to anyone who’d been there, but something was pulling him in, calling to him to put on his sexiest outfit and strut into the club like he owned the place.

Club Destiny.

It was a strange place; he decided that the minute he walked in.  A lot of people, yes, but it seemed that none of them even noticed that he was there.  Or that anyone was there, for that matter.

Everywhere he looked, people were half naked, making out, touching, licking, and panting. Some were completely nude, fucking right there on the dance floor.

On any other night, he would have been shocked as hell and run out of the club.

But not tonight. Tonight something was telling him this is where he needed to be.  He sat down at the bar and eyed the people around him.  Again, no one so much as looked at him, but he didn’t find it strange. Not here. Not tonight.  He turned to order a drink, smiling at the bartender.  

She smiled back and leaned against the bar, tucking a long blonde hair behind her ear. “First time here?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he said.  

“You’ll love it. But I bet you’ll never be back. Once you’ve been here once…that’s all it takes.”

He frowned at her, confused, but she just smiled. “You’ll understand once you leave, honey. Trust me. Just enjoy yourself.  Enjoy your destiny. Now what’ll it be?”

“He’ll have a Bacardi Coke,” a soft voice answered, and suddenly he felt the heat of another body next to him. The bartender nodded and reached for a glass, winking at Justin. “You’ll see,” she mouthed.

“That is what you wanted, right?”

He nodded at the man next to him, his lips curling up in the smallest of smiles.  “Thanks.”

“No problem. I’m Josh.”

“Justin,” he said.  “Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” Josh said, smiling.  

“Here ya go, hun,” the bartender said, handing Justin his drink.  “Enjoy.”  He took a long sip, eyes still connected with Josh’s.  They were so blue, and so warm, and so inviting.  He couldn’t bring himself to look away.  He didn’t want  to look away.

“You wanna dance?” Josh asked, and Justin nodded, letting himself be led to the dance floor.  He wasn’t uncomfortable with the actions taking place around him. All he was concentrating on was the gorgeous man in front of him, the man who was dancing so close to him, the man who was grinding his hips against his own, the man who’s hardness he could feel on his hip.

I know I may be young…but I’ve got feelings too…the speakers blared. And I need to do what I feel like doin’. So let me go and just listen.

Josh leaned forward and licked Justin’s neck, his lips dancing up to nibble at Justin’s ear.  Justin let his hands find the him of Josh’s shirt, tugging it over his head.  His hands roamed Josh’s firm chest, thumbs rubbing over Josh’s hard nipples. Josh threw his head back in pleasure and Justin smiled.

“Off,” Josh whispered in Justin’s ear, tugging at Justin’s shirt.  He made quick work of the thin material, tossing it aside and pulling Justin closer to him, their bare chests rubbing together.  “Kiss me.”

Justin didn’t need to be told twice, and he captured Josh’s lips with his, applying firm pressure, licking at Josh’s bottom lip.  Josh opened his mouth and Justin’s tongue plunged inside, dancing with Josh’s tongue.  They kissed as Josh stripped Justin of his pants, then snaked his hand inside Justin’s boxers to stroke him.

Any other night Justin would have thought it strange that no one was kicking them out of the club for getting naked on the dance floor. Not here, though. Not tonight.

“Off,” Justin whispered, pulling at the buckle of Josh’s pants, and Josh slid out of them like he’d practiced how to do it so fast.  He turned around and wiggled his ass against Justin’s crotch, and Justin reached around Josh’s waist and pulled him closer, grinding his hard cock against Josh’s backside.

Baby…don’t you wanna dance up on me…

Justin grasped Josh’s hips and pushed him to the floor, pressing himself down onto the man below him. Josh curled upward, meeting Justin’s body, and both men gasped.  Josh turned over his shoulder and kissed Justin tenderly, sucking lightly on his lower lip.

Justin pulled Josh back to his feet, turning him around so their chests were pressed together.  “Want you,” he whispered, pushing Josh’s boxer briefs down to his ankles. Josh kicked them off, then watched as Justin removed the only article of clothing he had left on.  

He reached out and covered Justin’s hardness with his palm, and Justin closed his eyes and hissed at the first contact.  He backed Justin up against the wall, kissing his neck, biting him gently to leave his mark.  He knelt down in front of Justin, grabbing the base of Justin’s shaft in one hand before licking up the length.  Justin’s hips bucked forward, his head rolling from side to side.  He nearly screamed when Josh’s mouth covered his cock, sucking lightly on the head, tonguing the tiny slit.  

“Please,” Justin begged, thrusting into Josh’s mouth.  “Want you, Josh.”

“Mmmm…” Josh hummed, and the vibration alone was enough to nearly drive Justin to the edge. He pulled Josh to his feet and spun him around so Josh’s back was against the wall.

“I’m gonna make love to you,” he whispered in Josh’s ear, and Josh whimpered and Justin lowered them to the ground.  He straddled Josh, and when their erections met, both men cried out in pleasure.  Justin’s fingers danced up Josh’s chest, his neck, and finally to his lips. Josh sucked on Justin’s fingers greedily, licking them, getting them wet for what he knew Justin was planning.  

Justin slid his fingers from Josh’s mouth and spread Josh’s legs with his knees, placing the wet fingers at Josh’s entrance. “Okay?” Justin whispered.

Josh nodded and pressed himself onto Justin, who pushed one finger inside, then two, stretching Josh, getting him ready.

Josh was whimpering now, meeting the slow thrusts of Justin’s fingers.  

“Justin, please…” he pleaded. “I want you…now…please…”

Justin crawled up Josh’s body, sitting on his chest, his weeping cock inches from Josh’s mouth. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered, pressing forward.

Josh lifted his head and opened his mouth, sucking Justin in.  Justin moaned loudly, thrusting into Josh’s mouth.  Josh licked and sucked and kissed until Justin couldn’t take anymore.  He pulled his cock from the heat of Josh’s throat and settled himself between Josh’s legs, leaning down and kissing him gently before pushing inside him.

Josh squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip, so Justin slowed down, kissing Josh’s eyelids, his cheeks, his lips.  When Josh started to move with him, his thrusts sped up. “Justin,” Josh gasped, clawing at Justin’s shoulders, his neck, his back. “Fuck…so good…”

Get it get it, get it get it…

Get it get it, get it get it…

“Josh…I’m…oh god, I’m gonna…”

“It’s…okay…Justin…” Josh gasped, tugging at his own cock.  “Come. Come for me. Inside me.”

Justin’s eyes clenched shut and he thrust one more time, exploding inside his new lover.

Josh came soon after, spurting streams across his own chest.  

Justin leaned down and kissed Josh one more time.

And then it all went black.

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The morning sun peeked through the window, tugging at Justin’s eyelids.  He opened them slowly, smiling contentedly.  

Why am I so happy? he thought, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.  He thought back to the night before, but found he couldn’t remember anything about it, except that Lance had told him to go to this club…what the hell was it called?

He snuggled into the body behind him, smiling again when he felt warm lips on the back of his neck.

“Morning,” a voice mumbled.  

“Morning.”

“What time is it?”

He looked at the digital clock on the night stand. “8:45. We have an interview in an hour.”

“Mmm…no. Wanna stay in bed all day with you.”

He rolled over to face JC, nuzzling their noses together. “Me too, baby,” he whispered.  

Wait a minute…he thought.  Since when do I call JC baby?

“Justin? You ok?”

“Yeah,” he sighed, kissing JC softly.  “Where did we go last night?”

JC frowned, scratching his head. “I…I can’t remember…Lance told us to go to some club…what the hell was it called?”

“I dunno…did we go there together?”

“I dunno…”

JC sighed and pulled Justin closer to him. “Oh well. Doesn’t matter. All that matters is that we left together, and you’re here now. I love you, baby.”

“Mmm…love you too.”

Lance smiled from the other side of the door. Because he’d known all along.

JC and Justin. Destiny.



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