The music pounded in my eardrums, as the lucky guy who would be my plaything for the night, grinded against my body. The rave was hit, my friend Jacob, and long term fuck buddy would be happy it took off so well. Bodies were flailing all over the place, and an orgy was going on in the middle of the floor. One guy, who was obviously ecstatic, was placed in the middle of the room, while big hunks pounded his ass in, and fucked his mouth.
I didn't like to get caught up in the orgy's, who knew what was going down over there. Usually the men were clean, but I didn't want to take my chances. I liked to pick my prey, and I always picked the right ones. Like the guy I had tonight. His name was Spencer, and he was one fucking gorgeous God.
His light brown hair, and wide hazel eyes made me weak at the knees. His body was slender, and he didn't have a lot of muscle. I liked to be the bigger guy, who could dominate the smaller one in bed. I looked like the guy who wouldn't be caught dead at a gay rave, but that's what I liked to do on my weekends.
The neon strobe lights danced around us, like the people. Everyone had a drink, and someone was grinding against someone else. Ecstasy was being passed around with other narcotics, and you had to keep an eye on your drink or someone would drug you. I think Spencer might have been, by the way his eyes wouldn't focus and the way he kept stumbling.
I held him against me and grinded our hips together, my lips sucked on his neck. His body shook and he clung to me, moaning slightly. "Fuck Brian you have skilled lips," his slurred in my ear. I liked when guys complemented me, it just made me know that I picked the right guy to fuck.
"Why don't we go somewhere a little more private?" I whispered in his hear. He bit his lip and nodded his head. Jacob kept rooms in the back if people didn't want to get it on in front of everyone. I held on to Spencer's hand as I led him to the back. People groped me, and tried to kiss me, but I ignored them and went on to the back.