Twelve

O h. My. God." Levi gouged Ricky's hips and pounded his ass, his chin digging into his shoulder as he stared tensely across the club at the scorching activity on stage. His hot breath blasted Ricky's ear. " Holy shit—they're going for it."

Ricky stroked himself harder and faster, heart hammering his ribs. He and Levi fucked wildly as the heat level inside the club spiked to explosive heights. Ricky hadn't expected the men to get on stage—much less fuck onstage, but that seemed to be where it was heading.

" Slow down… slow down…" Ricky panted shakily and reached back, grabbing Levi's hips as he let go of his engorged shaft. " I don't want to… cum too fast…" He looked at the stage and Levi understood and dialed down his thrusts.

It wasn't easy maintaining control when Axel pulled down the cowboy's speedos, freeing his massive erection, and began handling and tasting his hard flesh.

" Fuck…" Levi whimpered, doing his damnedest to rein in his lust. He slid his cock in and out of Ricky's ass with moderate thrusts. The tremors running through his body told Ricky he was teetering on the edge, about to lose all control.

Ricky groaned and gripped the bar, stroking his ass on his lover's rod, his own dick swaying heavily between his legs, a stream of cum juice dribbling from the head. Oh, my god…" he gasped when the Egyptian shoved down the front of his partner's briefs and stroked the full length of his impressive cock. Ricky shivered violently. "Fuck him…" he agonized, panting harder as Levi began thrusting deeper, faster. " Fuck him now… do it now…"

What the hell are you doing? Cochise's body had separated from his mind and was now functioning with a will of its own. Sexual need fueled his system, driving him on.

And Kane wasn't putting on the brakes. The man swiveled his hips forward and back, keeping with the music, pumping his pulsing member through the Egyptian's tight fist. Neither considered nor cared that the lusty club boys were quite literally getting off to their stage activity.

Maybe they'll learn something.

The sexual beast inside Cochise took over, shedding all inhibitions. Kane shared his newfound liberties and eagerly shoved down the rear of his briefs, making his needs known. His lover's raw sense of freedom fed the beast and coaxed him into uncharted territory, breaking chains he hadn't known existed.

A low, guttural growl rumbled through the Egyptian's chest, and he pulled Kane back against him as he freed himself from his cotton constraints. His fiancé's hot, sweaty, firm ass cheeks pressed against his erection. With another deep growl, Cochise ran his swollen member between Kane's cheeks.

Kane shuddered hard and craned his head back, throat working, voice erratic as he begged the Egyptian to take him.

Wetting his cock with spit, Cochise took him—again and again— deep… hard… fast.

Clint clutched the stripper pole for support as his legs shook and knees weakened. His heart beat like drum while he stared down at Axel, on his knees, stroking and licking his throbbing shaft. His pulse kicked up, notch by notch, as he watched his young lover's lips wrap the head of his cock and slowly, methodically suck it inside his mouth… deeper and deeper… into his throat.

"Fuck…" Clint gasped, and a spasm jerked his hips. He struggled to keep rhythm with the music while slipping in and out of Axel's perfect mouth. Fucking hell…

Axel moaned and sucked him slowly, his slender body swaying hypnotically to the beat thumping from the speakers. Clint tentatively released the pole and bent forward, running his hands down the boy's back, his slick muscles scalding to the touch. He gripped the rear elastic band of Axel's jock strap and stretched it taut, squeezing his firm, glistening ass cheeks. Axel whimpered and sucked him a little harder as he gradually worked the speedos down Clint's thighs.

There was only one reason Axel pulled off the cowboy's underwear—and he never had to tell Clint the reason.

Straightening up, Clint lifted Axel to his feet and kissed him hard, then picked him up and pinned him to the pole again. Axel gazed hotly into his eyes and grabbed the pole as before, sliding his damp, hot thighs around the cowboy's waist, hooking his heels behind his back.

Clint's breath came fast and uneven as he squeezed Axel's bare ass cheeks and spread him open. He hurriedly rubbed spit on his thick shaft and impaled the boy.