Clubbing 2

The second time it happened, Tony didn't even realize that he was dragged off the dance floor, and into a small private room, at the back of the nightclub.

Tony was bend over the table, and jeans were pulled down. He felt familiar hands on his ass, and realized that it was the same man from the other night.

Tony wanted to turn around to see who was it, but his head was held down by a strong hand. Tony groaned as he felt a couple of lubed fingers entering him. So, he bought along some lube this time, Tony thought to himself.

Behind them, Tony could hear one of his favourite songs coming on and grinned. Colourful lights flashed into the dark room, and Tony wasn't sure if everyone could see them in between of the lights. But he found himself not caring. He needed it - really needed it.

Tony could feel his secret guy twisting and probing deeper into him, and he almost fell off the table - almost, but he grabbed the legs of the table, to hold him on the table.

He could feel his prostate being rubbed - hard, and he strained to not cry out this time. Instead, he bit his lips and Tony could feel some bleeding. But he didn't care.

Suddenly, Tony felt him withdrawing from him, and he got himself ready for the fuck, but when it didn't come, he was curious, and was about to turn around, when suddenly he felt some sharp smacks on his ass. He cried out, this time, but he was surprised to find himself getting turned on by this little spanking, and felt his body giving up to the spanking.

After a few more sharp smacks, Tony could feel his ass cheeks being on fire, and he loved it. He wanted to reach out and feel his ass, but he had a suspicion that he wasn't allowed.

Suddenly, his legs were kicked apart, and Tony could feel him standing in between of his legs, and his cock pressed against Tony's ass. He moaned into the table, as he felt him getting ready to enter him. His hands tightened around the table's legs, that it hurt.

And then he rammed into him - in hard and furious thrusts. Tony screamed, again and again, as each thrust both gave him pleasure and pain. He couldn't believe that he was enjoying the pain, as well as the pleasure the thrusts were giving him. Tony couldn't come, because he was busy focusing on his guy's hand on his hair, pulling and tugging his hair, as he was being fucked.

He withdrew from Tony, and came all over his ass, and Tony grinned, so he was going to be left with his cum. And found himself getting turned on again. He felt a hard bite into his neck, and then he was gone.

Tony slowly got up from the table, and looked around, hoping to see if he could spot his guy, but he knew that he was gone. He grinned, and hoped that there will be a third time.

TBC