You walk into the bar keeping your head low. You know better than to make eye contact with anyone. Too much chance of being recognized. Being recognized was the last thing you needed. You knew alcohol wasn't the answer to your problems but right now it was all you wanted, to escape. Taking a seat at the bar you motioned to the bartender for your usual. You had been to this club numerous times before. Hell you were one of the regulars. Or were regulars reserved for bars. You didn't know all you knew is you liked the anonymity the club offered. Swirling the liquid around in your glass. Your eyes turn to the entrance as a tall dark figure slides across the floor. His tight leather pants leaving nothing to the imagination you find yourself thinking the man must carry quite a package. Suddenly realizing he has noticed your gaze you turn away embarrassed. Taking a stool next to you he orders a beer as he takes out his ringing cellphone. "Hello, no. Look, I just want one night to be alone. I'll call you tomorrow." Slamming the phone down on the bar. He runs his fingers through his hair as you gasp. He is beautiful. The pictures you've seen of him in magazines don't do him justice. Popping open the beer. He places it too his mouth as he allows his tongue to swirl around the head. You know you shouldn't but you find yourself wondering what his tongue would feel like swirling around the head of your cock. Speaking of cock's your's has been painfully aching since you arrived. You didn't want to admit it but part of you had come in the hopes of meeting someone.

Downing the last of your drink you blush as you notice him staring at you.

"Come here often" he says.

"Occasionally" you reply.

I've heard your latest album. It's really good" he says.

"Thanks, so is yours" you reply.

"You meeting someone?" he asks.

"No" you reply.

"Perhaps my night is looking up" he says smiling.

You wonder what he means by that but you have no time to ponder as he reaches for your hand. Leading you onto the dance floor. The music starts as your bodies begin to sway in an almost rhythmic motion. Wrapping his arms around you he pulls you tighter. Inhaling a whiff of his cologne. Your close your eyes as you take in the inticing scent. His hands moving down your body you bite your lip as he gives your ass a tight squeeze as you. You feel his hot breathe against your skin as his lips inch closer to yours capturing your mouth as if you were merely a piece of fruit. His tongue begging for entrance your mouth willingly opens as his tongue finds entrance. Feeling his hard against your thigh it is clear he wants you as much as you want him.

"How about we go back to my place" he says whispering in your ear.

You nod in agreement as he pulls you in for another kiss before leading you out the door. Walking to his car you are surprised when he stops in front of an SUV. You would had thought he would be driving a fancy sports car. Climbing into the passenger seat he gives you a quick glance as he speeds out of the parking lot. Driving in silence it seems like hours as turns down a winding road pulling into a large driveway. As he turns off the engine you remain seated as if somehow afraid to move. Heading up the walkway he turns motioning for you to follow.

Opening the door he is greeted by two dogs. He tells you their names but his voice is distant for your mind is elsewhere. Nervously shuffling your feet you find yourself wondering what he has in mind. Motioning the dogs away your lips meet once again as he pushes you against the stairwell. Stumbling with each step clothes are quickly discarded as you make your way up. Taking your hand he opens the door to a large bedroom. It appears strangely unused as if he reserves it for the men he brings home. You have to wonder how many countless times he has brought someone home. How many times have they felt the same satin sheets you feel as he pushes you onto the bed. His body now in full view as the moonlight shines through the window you take in a deep breathe. He is trim and muscled. His long hard cock standing at attention it is all you can do to stop the rush of liquid threatening to escape your body. Easing his body onto you shudder as his cock brushes yours. As you close your eyes you feel his lips trail down your body. Inching closer to your cock that is aching for release. Taking your cock in his mouth he slowly moves up and down as his tongue gently brushes against the head. Lifting you hips you force him to take all of you in as your fingers entwine in his hair. Pulling away a whimper escapes your lips as you gaze into his eyes. Motioning you to roll over you shudder in the anticipation of what it is to come. Reaching across you he opens the drawer pulling something out. You assume it is lube or perhaps a condom. You don't know, you don't care. Your body is aching for release and you will take whatever he offers. The cool breeze hitting your skin you feel very exposed as you lay in the darkness. Hearing no sound you wonder if perhaps he has changed his mind. Then suddenly you flinch as you feel a finger slide into you. First one, then two then suddenly the fingers are replaced by his long cock easing into you as if this were your first time. Slowly he inches until he hears you moan. It is then he knows he has reached the right spot. His fingers trailing down your back he makes no movement as he allows your body to adjust to his hard cock. Your sure it has only been seconds but it seems like minutes before you feel him slowly pull out and thrust into you with full force. Over and over he thrusts into as you hips match his movement. Griping him tightly You arch you back as the warm liquid flows through him. Entering you with one last thrust his body tenses as he collapses on top of you. Allowing his hot cum to fill you.

"Not bad for a pop star" he says jokingly as he rolls over.

"I do OK" you say smiling.

"I'm sure you do" he replies.

Pulling him into a kiss you didn't need any words to know you would soon be saying good-bye. Their would be no coming back for more. It was clear all the man had wanted was a one night stand. Like a blind man he had rushed in. Now did he have the right to ask. Will I be seeing you again Enrique?