Party at the Warehouse!

Before long, word had spread among young people on the train that the warehouse party was on.

I made sure Dave and Sameera knew about it. I could have found Ayanna, Crystal and maybe even Karina to make sure they were in the loop, but I was afraid things might get weird if I was the one who invited them all.

Sameera, not surprisingly, immediately said no. Too bad, but I knew a big party wasn't her scene. We smoked some weed together for about two hours beforehand, and I got ready to go.

I headed off the train as it was getting dark. A group of people I didn't know asked if I knew where I was going and followed me to the spot. We went into the liquor store and everyone there was like a kid in a candy shop. It was all ours for the taking.

I wasn't a big drinker, so I got a bottle of red wine with a screw-off top. I thought that as people drank together outside the store and warehouse in the darkening twilight, I may be able to find someone to share it with me.

I saw Alana by herself and walked over to her. Even though she was a few years younger than I was, one does not easily forget a butt like hers. She was waiting empty handed.

"Wine?" I offered.

"Oh God, thank you, Rowan. I needed this," She said and took a big swig.

"Where are Jay and Dani?" I asked.

"Uggh, they're the worst. They got in a fight. Neither of them are very smart, and they can't solve their own problems. Annoys the crap out of me."

"Sorry to hear that."

"Not worries. Thanks for the wine" We talked for a bit. She told me that her DJ acquaintance Freya had indeed been able to set up a few speakers and even some good lights, using a couple solar generators that they had.

It got pretty dark outside, so we entered the warehouse together. It was quite a scene. There were drunk people everywhere. It looked like every person on the train between the ages of 16 and 35, save for Sameera, had managed to turn up. It was packed.

Alana began dancing the second we were through the door. She was confident, and while her dancing was not intentionally sexy, she moved her ass enough that any straight man would have trouble ignoring it. Together we finished the bottle of wine. and after about 20 minutes of PG dancing, Alana moved closer to me and began to grind up against me. My cock, which had been on standby was ready for action. It quickly grew, tightening the front of my dark jeans. Alana moved her ass up and down against my crotch and within a minute I was rock hard and grinding her right back. I put my hands on her waist and she reached her arms up over her head, eventually finding my hair and face and running her hands down over me. She was wearing tight, athletic-type tights, and her ass crack was very defined.

Soon all remnants of dancing were gone, and as she moved her ass back and forth against me, I found myself directly humping her, my big cock rubbing up and back in her ass crack through the tights. There were people packed in all around us, but neither of us seemed to know any of them, so it didn't matter. I leaned forward and planted a few kisses on her neck. She responded positively, snaking her body against mine and moving her hips alluringly against my shaft. We got up against a wall. She turned to face me, studying my face for a few seconds before grabbing my chin in one hand and planting a wet kiss on my lips. The hand, I realized, was to steady herself; she was a little tipsy. She must have been drinking before I appeared with the wine.

We made out for a few minutes, her tongue eagerly and a bit drunkenly thrusting its way into my mouth. I ran my hands over her toned figure, paying extra attention to her ass, which I pinched and squeezed playfully to her delight. Things were starting to feel really hot and heavy. I could feel a wet spot of pre cum in my underwear and our genitals rubbed up against each other.

But before it got any farther than that, a hand grabbed Alana's wrist and jerked her away. It was Dani, and she was clearly upset. Over the loud music and buzz of an unbelievable amount of drunk people, I couldn't hear what they were saying, but after a minute Alana leaned into my ear.

"I'm sorry!" she half shouted, "I gotta take care of this one." She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Are you coming back?" I shouted after her as Dani dragged her away by the wrist. All I got in return was a frantic shrugging motion before they disappeared into the crowd.

Then I was alone, a bit tipsy against the wall of the warehouse with a hungry erection pushing against my waistband. A thought came over me. I had only done it once in college and kind of by accident, but it had worked. Yup, I thought, it might be time to try cockfishing.