He held me with some space between us as we moved around the floor. He was a good dancer and we matched up well. That song ended and we stayed on the ...loor, dancing to the next one and the one after that. I was becoming more relaxed and found myself moving more fluidly as we went from song to song.The band changed tempo and moved into a slow love song. I looked into his face and saw his eyes darken before he pulled me closer to him. I put my hand against his chest to steady myself and his arm. * * *We hadn’t seen each other for about ten years, and, anyway, we didn’t know each other very well at school. He told me that after finishing university, he studied dance. He soon realized that the combination of his dancing ability, beautiful looks and a massive cock could lead to great things. He became a stripper and made a fortune working the private party circuit, as well as performing in gay porn movies. In fact, he had just bought a house between Nice and Cannes. Not a cheap. ”He grabbed the buttplug that was still lodged in my ass and slowly pulled it out, making me groan in the process. I felt his hands on my ass and then his dick as it probed my asshole. He put the head to the entrance, worked it around a little, then pushed it right in.“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm oommmmgooood!” I moaned into the air.He slid the rest into my ass slowly, thankfully, since he was bigger than the buttplug, and kept going until he was bottomed out in me. I grabbed the only thing I could,. Kota was digging his thin fingers into his hips and beating his prostate into submission. Yorgen was now thrusting into his face to match Kota’s pumps and was even managing to fit a scant portion of the tip into the back of Alaric’s throat. He looked over to see Shark masturbating vigorously to the spit roasting before him. Alaric was now working his tongue around the head of Yorgen’s cock. There was nothing he could do to save himself but if he did as they said and what was expected of him.