This is badbadbad.
I'm sitting about twenty feet away from him. He is captivating, his body moving in time with the music. A dancer. Exotic? Trashy? I don't think so. I can't pin him down. This boy is hard to define. His gaze piercing through me. It's unsettling, this boy, staring through the haze of smoke and sex. I've never seen anything like him. I rise from my seat and walk towards him. My heart beating erratically as I stop just a few inches away. He closes the small space between us, dancing against me. From my hand he takes forgotten money, payment for his intoxicating body. His mouth on my neck. I can feel the music deep inside my chest. I don't remember when I started melting against him. Suddenly he's holding me, the only thing keeping me from falling. He still dances. His hips rolling down onto mine. I know that he can feel me pressing into his leg. A wicked grin looks out of place on him, his teeth showing. He's backing me towards a wall. I have no control over my body. Losing myself in him. His mouth trailing across my neck, seeking more flesh. I close my eyes. When I open them my shirt is gone. Where did it go? The beautiful boy is halfway down my chest. I try to say something. Ask him his name? Only sounds of pleasure come from my lips. His hands are undoing the button of my pants. I can't think clearly, something is wrong. Wasn't I wearing clothing? His mouth is so close to me, I'm harder than I've been in months. All I want is him. His mouth is on me now, I'm deep inside his mouth, I can feel his throat. I can't see his face anymore. All I can think about is the feeling of his warmth. It's gone. What happened? I blink. I'm laying on the floor, his tongue inside of me now. A finger, another. His briefs are nowhere to be seen. He's an angel. I'm sure of it. What else could he be? I'm empty again. He's running his hand up and down himself. Preparing to take me. His length impressive. I can't wait any longer. Reaching out, I pull him down on top of me. "Please." He's in me now, I'm panting. Moaning. He fills me in the most beautiful way. I hear him cry out. His face is blurred and I can hardly see him. What's happening? I want him back. I need him back. Loud noise is filling my head. I force my eyes open.
My alarm is going off. I look down and sigh at the mess I've made. This is becoming a problem, I've been dreaming about my best friend..... Again.
Wow this is horrible I'm cringing for years.
