Kissing Leo

Finally. You're kissing Leo. It's great. His hips are plump, and warm, and hard, and soft, all that the same time. It begins immediately as a deep kiss, like he's also been waiting, and quickly your brain stops working, and you just let your tongues sate their hunger for each other. The music fades, and your whole world is Leo's hot mouth and his thick hard body pressing up against yours...

Then, something else inserts itself into your reverie, and you realize Jimmy has entered the kiss, as well. So, this is happening, and Jimmy is part of it. You suppose that's tolerable as he sort of provoked you and Leo finally kissing. It's awkward and sloppy, but the three of you are kissing and grinding against each other. Hips rub together. Hands stroke and caress backs and asses, and some of the other dancers start to notice and cheer you on.

The other voices breaks your concentration, and you all retract from each others' mouths, but still keep your bodies pressed together. Leo looks like a mix of turned-on and self-conscious. Jimmy is shamelessly wanting, and his eyes look between you and Leo with hunger. “Let's go to Leo's,” the boy orders, and you and the other man comply.

“Oh, geez...” is all Leo says before all three of you walk out of the club, arm in arm.