The Pistol
Title: The Pistol
Pairing: Alex/Andrew, Alex/Michael, Alex/Jason Alex/Michael/Jason/Andrew *whistles*
Summary: PWP
Rating: NC-17
They couldn't stop staring at him. His slim body wrapped around the pole as though it was a part of him. His legs tangled around the silver sphere, back arching, his wide innocent eyes smiling at them. The three men sat in the black and red booth, eyes fixed on the young man in front of them. He stood up right, spinning against the pole. His tight red hot pants reading out 'The Pistol' as he ground his hips against the pole.
Michael stared at him, mouth watering as he watched his body shimmy down the pole. They were all getting hard just watching him. Andrew bit his lip, his eyes trained on that tight ass. He wondered what it would feel like sinking his cock into it. The heat... he moaned and Jason smirked knowingly at him. He was thinking the same thing.
'The Pistol' was young. No more then twenty five. He had a slim body, a tight bubble ass that was being hugged by the red neon hot pants. When he turned around they could clearly see a definite bulge of a cock at least six inches.
He looked over at them. They had booked a private room which meant they could touch him, kiss him, lick him, bite him... fuck him. He was theirs for the night. He moved over to them, hips swaying. The first person on the booth was Andrew, he swung a leg over his lap and straddled him. Andrew groaned as he felt the boys erection rub over his. Andrew wrapped a hand loosely around the boys waist, grinding his hips up against his. Michael and Jason smirked knowingly at each other before watching their friend make out with the rather expensive stripper.
His tongue darted against his neck, trailing a line from his Adams apple to his ear. He sucked against his ear lobe, scraping it with his teeth. “What's your name, kid?” Jason asked. The boy looked over at him, rolling his hips harder against Andrew as if to say that he isn't a kid. Andrew's moans of pleasure confirmed that. “Alex.” He said, a lazy smile on his lips before he moved in and bit down hard on Andrew's bottom lip.
Andrew whimpered, his hips jerking up desperately as Alex assaulted his lip with his teeth and tongue. Jason was getting impatient, he wanted some. Alex could tell and stared directly at Jason as he sucked on Andrew's lip. Jason moaned, he reached out and grabbed the leather strap that was crossed over Alex's chest and pulled him over to him. Alex smirked at Andrew, rubbing against his crotch as he was pulled away. Alex straddled Jason's lap much like he had done Andrews. Jason grabbed his ass and squeezed it tightly making the young boy moan against him. Jason continued to knead his ass as his neck was sucked and bit at. Alex moaned loudly as he felt a body press against his back, he moved his head to see Michael standing behind him, kissing his neck.
“He likes all this attention.” Michael moaned as he bit at Alex's pale neck. Alex whimpered, he turned his head and looked at Andrew who was standing up. He moved closer and Alex turned slightly, his head directly in front of Andrew's crotch. Andrew wrapped a hand behind his neck and pushed his head forward. Alex opened his mouth, breathing in the Andrew. Alex looked up at Andrew as he ran his tongue over Andrew's crotch making sure to tease the head through the denim.
“Oh fuck.” Andrew moaned grabbing hold of Alex's head tighter, pushing harder. Michael bit down against Alex's neck, and Jason spanked his ass hard. Jason moaned and pushed Alex off him, and pushed him to his knees. Alex continued to watch Andrew as he sucked him through his jeans. Andrew pulled back slightly, unzipping his jeans. Alex's hands were straight on his boxers pulling them down and then nuzzling against his cock. “Mm you like that, boy?”
“Mm Yes sir.” Alex moaned licking his lips, his tongue brushing against Andrew's hot shaft. Andrew whimpered as Alex said that. His shaft was wrapped in a tight, wet heat as Alex worked his mouth on his cock like the pro he was. He looked up at him, his eyes wide and innocent. He pulled away slightly, his tongue hanging out of his mouth, Andrew took hold of his cock and hit it against the younger boys wet tongue. Pre come dripping from his shaft onto his tongue. Alex moaned loudly at the taste before pushing his mouth on his cock again.
Jason grabbed hold of Alex's head roughly and pulled him to his crotch. “You belong to all of us. Not just him.” Jason said.
“Sorry, sir.” Alex said before pressing his face against Jason's crotch, he purred moving his face over it. Jason moaned pushing his hips forward. Alex grabbed the waistband of his trousers and pulled them down; Jason's cock springing free. Alex licked the head, sucking against it hard. Alex sucked it into his mouth, his hair being gripped tight. Michael stood next to him. Alex reached out and grabbed his hips, palming him through his jeans. Michael moaned pushing forward. Alex moved his face from Jason's crotch to Michael's and gave his cock the same treatment before going back to Andrew.
“Want to fuck that ass.” Michael moaned. Alex looked up at Andrew, eyes wide. He wanted Andrew's cock in his ass; it was the biggest and he knew he would feel the best.
“I'm fucking him first.” Andrew said, he picked Alex up and moved over to the couch area. Alex whimpered as Andrew straddled his waist. He pushed his hips up moaning when Andrew grabbed his leg and pushed one over his shoulder, the other round his waist. “You prepared?” Alex was taken by surprise at the question, normally they would just push in; if he wasn't he'd know better for next time. Jason handed Andrew a condom and he rolled it on quickly. Alex nodded his head and then Andrew pushed in.
Andrew moaned at how tight he was. He wasn't expecting that. He groaned as Alex clenched hard around him. Andrew pulled out and slammed back inside. Andrew grabbed hold of Alex's hips as he fucked him hard and fast. All he could concentrate on was the young boy looking up at him with large blue innocent eyes. He forgot about Michael and Jason, all he could focus on was Alex. He licked his lips, the young boy was beautiful, sexy. He could see why he was hired to work here. He slammed in harder, he was so close but he didn't want it to be over soon. He didn't want to fuck him and then have Michael and Jason fuck him, and have the beautiful boy forget him.
Alex clenched hard around him. Andrew whimpered, he pulled out the way out and slammed hard inside him. Coming hard. He moaned through his release, Alex clenching his muscles, milking him through his orgasm. Andrew pulled away and was pulled down by Alex who kissed him hard. Andrew found himself surrendering to the kiss, letting Alex have complete control of his mouth. He knew that this should be the other way roud but he didn't care.
“You've had enough of him. My turn.” Michael said, he all but pushed Andrew out of the way. Hands grabbed at Alex's hips and moved him so he was on all fours. Jason came and stood in front of him. Hand on his hair tightly, pulling his mouth on his cock. Andrew watched as Michael fucked him from behind and Jason from the front. All he could focus on was Alex, and how his eyes were trained on him. He didn't tease him; just stared at him. Andrew didn't get hard again and he was glad. The sooner he got out of here; the sooner Michael and Jason were away from the young boy. Andrew didn't like watching them together, but he couldn't move his eyes from him. Jason came first, coming hard over Alex's face and mouth. Andrew shivered; not in pleasure, but in disgust. Alex looked horrible with come over his face like that. Michael name next, screaming about what a slut Alex is.
When they had finished with him they had just walked away. Andrew watched. Michael and Jason walked out, not even thanking him. “It's okay, I'm used to it.” Alex shrugged. Andrew frowned.
“Don't you get to, you know...” Andrew said gesturing to his very hard cock.
“Normally wait till the clients leave.” Alex shrugged.
“Do they ever take care of you?” Andrew asked, he couldn't stop staring at Alex's cock.
“Normally they're here for their own pleasure, not mine.” Alex answers.
“Can I?” Andrew asks.
“You want to?” Alex asks shocked. Andrew nodded, Alex did too. Andrew walked over to him and picked him up and sat him on the table. He knelt between his legs and took his cock into his mouth. Sucking hard and slow. “Mm that's good.” Alex moaned pushing his hips up slightly. Andrew turned his tongue against Alex's slit and Alex screamed, hands grabbing at Andrew's shoulders. “Fuck do that again.” Alex moaned. Andrew repeated the action until Alex came down his throat. Andrew swallowed licking his lips. Alex pulled him up and kissed him hard.
“Thank you.” Andrew smiled. “For a lovely evening.” Alex chuckled.
“Was my pleasure. Maybe you could come back, just... you?” Alex asked looking a little shy.
“Maybe I will.” Andrew grinned, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple of twenties. “Here.”
“You already paid.”
“I know that he'll get most of that money, you deserve this.” Andrew smiled. “See you soon, Pistol.”
“Oh I look forward to it.”
Andrew left the club with a grin from ear to ear.