Thirteen

I 'm dead," Ricky gasped with a hard shudder. "My life is officially complete. The reaper can come take me now."

" Me, too." Levi fucked him faster, breath puffing heavily from his lungs. "I never thought… I'd see anything like this… in all my life…" He grunted and thrust harder, their sweaty bodies slapping together. "It's like… seeing a fucking… unicorn…"

Ricky's throat constricted as Levi hit the spot , repeatedly, getting Ricky's dick harder and harder. His muscles tightened and stomach clenched, and his balls ached like a bitch as they overfilled with cum. " Shit…" he panted, his burning eyes glued to the stage where both couples fucked freely and without inhibition. Ricky resisted ejaculation, waiting…

" Fuck…" Levi choked and, again, slowed his thrusts, reading Ricky's body language.

Come on, Ricky begged silently, give it up… hurry…

"Uuhh! Uh-uh-uh!!" If Kane could form a coherent thought, he would likely question what the hell they were doing. But there was no thinking just now, there was only… Cochise— and his all-consuming passion and hunger.

The Egyptian clutched Kane's tense body, his powerful arms crushing him in a desperate, possessive embrace that further annihilated Kane's thought process and flooded him with wave after wave of love and lust. Each forceful thrust propelled Kane closer and closer to nirvana. Something about fucking right there on stage, in the open, nothing holding them back… it unlocked a door inside Kane that he hadn't been aware of before now, freeing him in a way he hadn't known he needed.

Something was changing in Cochise as well—he could feel it as the Egyptian let loose in ways he'd never done before, taking Kane with such bold, raw confidence, spiking their "love life" to entirely new level.

Cochise bit down on his trap muscle, his hot breath hissing between his teeth, and fucked Kane with renewed animal lust and urgency.

" Uuuhh—UUHHH!!" Kane's body slowly arched, his muscle locking, throat closing. His member stretched and swelled, squeezing out a steady drizzle of cum juice. Cochise tensed with him, thrusting harder. Kane shivered and quaked inside his vice-like embrace. " Don't stop… uuuhhh! I'm there… I'm gonna cum… fuck me…"

The Egyptian obliged and Kane cried out loud and unloaded. Tendrils of cum shot onto the stage. Cochise grabbed his pulsing member and pumped him furiously as he fucked Kane wildly, then let out a stiff grunt and snarl—and emptied himself inside his lover.

"Aahhh! Fuuuck!!" Ricky couldn't wait for Axel and the cowboy and blew his wad on the backside of the bar. " Fuu-huuck!"

Levi wailed in sexual anguish and came inside Ricky, pumping his ass erratically until the orgasm released him. "Holy fuck… holy shit… I've never been so fucking turned on in my whole goddamn life…" He didn't back off Ricky as they both watched Axel and the cowboy, still trembling with excitement and lust as the couple fucked against the stripper pole.

"I might cum again…" Ricky whimpered breathlessly as he continued to stroke his heavy cock. "Keep fucking my ass, baby…"

Levi panted and nodded, running his still-firm rod in and out of his boyfriend's lubricated hole. "I might cum again, too…"

"Oh, my god… uuuuhh… god!" Axel squeezed the pole with his sweaty hands, the metal rod slipping through his fists as Clint pumped him up and down, driving in hard and fast— and oh so deep!

The cowboy panted and grunted, unfazed by their surroundings or who was watching. Through bleary eyes, Axel spotted Ricky and Levi behind the bar, going at it as they lustfully enjoyed the stage show. Axel was too far gone to care.

Clint dug out Axel's erection and stroked his engorged member while he fucked him to heaven and back.

" Fuuuck…" Axel gasped and worked his hips, impaling himself on the cowboy's cock while thrusting into his stroking hand. " Oh fuck… Clint… I'm so close…"

Clint grunted and shoved his face into Axel's neck, breath searing as he bit and sucked his hot, slick skin. The two men had fucked enough for Axel to know when Clint was close to orgasm. The cowboy's body was taut with tension, his muscles growing tighter by the moment.

" Oh fuck, baby…" Axel gasped. " Fuck me… make me cum… I'm there… I'm gonna cum… I'm gonna cuuuhhhhmm!!" Cum burst all over Clint's stomach and chest. Axel choked on the ecstasy and clutched Clint's head, fucking him wildly.

The cowboy crushed him in his arms and let loose, pounding his ass. Clint clenched his jaw as a hard growl squeezed up his throat and forced out between his clamped teeth. His hips jerked forcefully, and Axel was suddenly filled with the cowboy's hot cum.

" Fuck," Clint gasped sharply and fucked him deep and hard, then began to slow. " Fuck…"

"Huuh!" Ricky blew another wad, shocked at how fast he orgasmed again.

Levi wasn't far behind and quickly filled his ass a second time. " Holy fucking shit," Levi exclaimed on a hard exhale. "I'm never gonna get that outta my head." He panted heavily and grinned. "Those guys are definitely going in our fantasy spank bank." He backed off and worked his tight leather pants back up over his hips and fastened up.

"No shit." Ricky chuckled and pulled up his pants, wriggling his ass back inside the leather confines. He wiped his brow. "I need a cold drink."

"Same."

Levi squinted and nodded toward the stage. "Looks like they could use a cold one, too."

Sitting at the bar, the gangsters didn't speak as they nursed cold beers in chilled glasses served by the strippers. Ricky and Levi held their peace, though their lusty gazes roamed over all four men with renewed appreciation and desire.

Axel broke the silence. "Are you sorry you agreed to this… surprise?" he asked quietly, not entirely sure of the answer he would receive. In the heat of the moment, the men were quite willing to abandon their inhibitions. But afterward, some people tended to regret their choices. Would Clint and Cochise?

Clint cleared his throat, but instead of answering, continued to drink his beer. The Egyptian remained silent as well. Axel glanced at Ricky and Levi who looked somewhat apprehensive.

"We'll, uh, leave you guys to talk," Ricky said and motioned to Levi. The two strippers left the bar and headed across the club toward the dressing rooms.

"Are we in trouble?" Axel asked. "In our defense, we didn't know things would… get so crazy. I thought we would dance, maybe get turned on a bit, then go home and do our thing."

Kane nodded. "Yeah," he murmured. "We didn't plan this."

Sliding his glass away, Clint turned slowly on the stool and peered at Axel from beneath the brim of his cowboy hat. "I'm never sorry when I get to fuck you," he drawled. "But know this…" He looked around at Cochise who offered him a single nod. "We're not doing that at the bachelor party."

Axel stared at him. Clint's mouth twitched. A smile split Axel's face. "But you are going to dance… right?"

The two gangsters grumbled and returned to their drinks.

Axel squinted impishly and gave Kane a thumbs up.

There would be dance.