Date: 8 Apr 2001 17:00:44 -0000
From: Mikey <mikey@maileditor.com>
Subject: Danny - 11

Author's Note: Hey, you found this story on the gay erotic stories site, so
you ought to know that it contains graphic male-male sex.  I hope that it
also has a story you will like.  If you aren't supposed to read this stuff,
please don't.  Fantasies don't need protection.  Real life does.  Play it
safe.  Otherwise, Enjoy.

***
Mike

Dancing with Jose

Danny sipped the champagne and shifted his shoulders under the tuxedo he
wore.  He grinned to himself.  A far cry from the thin t-shirt and bike
shorts that had been all he had owned when he came to stay with Horace two
years before.

Danny watched from the edge of the room as Horace mingled with his guests.
It was the birthday of one of Horace's friends.  The public part of the
party had been earlier and now only a handful of very carefully selected
guests remained.  Now was time for him to earn his admission.  He grinned
and set down the glass.

His anticipation of tonight's fun and games had been almost more than he
could stand all week long.  Even with the 'dress' runs.  No, that was not
the right term.  'Undress runs?' he wondered idly while he searched for the
person who would partner him.  There he was.  Danny met Jose's eyes and the
young bodyguard nodded.

Gracefully, he wound between the guests headed towards Horace and the guest
of honor, Kevin Michaelson.  Jose met him in the center of the floor,
looking darkly handsome in his formal clothing.  A wave of the hand
signaled the man running the music to change to a previously agreed song.
The sultry beat of Latin salsa filled the room and the voices in the
background stopped as the guests turned to see what was going on.

Jose put his hand on the center of Danny's chest and said huskily in his
accented voice, "Dance with me, amigo."  Danny tilted his head back and
smiled brilliantly at him, then without a word, slid smoothly into his arms
as they started to dance.

The dance floor cleared around them.  The guests moving to the sides of the
room and watching quietly.  Knowing Horace as they all did, they knew that
something was up.  Something this particular group would enjoy.

Sinuous and sexy, the two handsome men expressed desire and eroticism with
every brush of their bodies, their hot eyes fixed on each other, their
tight black trousers making no effort to hide their growing erections.

Jose reached out and slowly pulled off Danny's jacket revealing that the
slim young man wore only a fake shirtfront and separate cuffs under the
jacket.  Jose yanked off his own jacket, revealing the same brief clothing
and his muscles rippled in his back and arms when he twirled the jacket
around his head before flinging it to the side of the tiny dance floor.  He
pulled Danny close and began to rub cheek to cheek, chest to chest, cock to
cock.

Danny undid the fastening on the shirtfronts and flung them free, leaving
them bare-chested in their embrace.  Their movements slowed as the tempo of
the music changed.  Opening their mouths, their tongues met at the tips,
caressing and stroking, before sliding deeply into the other's mouth.

Sighs drifted from their audience.  More than one hand tightened around a
glass.

Jose slid his open mouth slowly down Danny's face and neck.  Still moving
gracefully in time with the music, he turned the young man around in his
arms to rest back against his broad hard chest.  Danny leaned his head back
on the bigger man's shoulder and reached up with his arms to bury his hands
in the short, thick hair.  His eyes were closed, his lips parted and moist
as he writhed in Jose's grasp.

Jose cupped his hands on Danny's pecs, teasing the nipples into tiny peaks,
then stroking down the washboard abs to the bulging front on his trousers.
Two years of daily weights, swimming, running, and working out with the
body guards had toned and filled out Danny's slim frame into a very nice
package.

Danny nuzzled his face back into the other man's neck as large strong hands
grasped the zippers on either side of his trousers and slowly slid them
down, letting the front panel sag open.  His black leather g-string barely
managed to contain the raging hard on it outlined so clearly.

He gasped as the hands cupped him through the thin leather and began to
caress.  His hips began to pump slowly with the caresses.  Fingers slid
slowly along the edges of the leather, making him press harder against the
hard body behind him.

The audience gathered closer.  Behind them, unnoticed, servers removed the
tables with the used plates and replaced them with new supplies.  And a
specially padded table.  Bowls of condoms, lubricants, and soft towels were
set out, in every texture, color, and flavor.

Suddenly the music changed, the light sensuous music picking up a heavier
beat and darker tone.  Jose reached up and seized Danny's wrists, twisting
them quickly behind his head to hold with one hand.  Then he laced his free
hand in the curly black hair and yanked the other man's head back, forcing
him to his knees.  Danny closed his eyes and moaned softly.  The audience
gasped.  Some moaned with him.

Jose stood over him and spread his legs widely, then rubbed his crotch in
the kneeling man's face.  Danny licked and sucked at the bulge beneath the
sleek black material, leaving erotic wet marks where his mouth had been.

Among the watchers, Emil bit back a moan and tightened his legs.  He wanted
Danny so badly.  Even with Jose.  One time before Danny had talked him into
a foursome with that so very talented man and Carlos and it felt like he
was bowlegged for a week.  When he had finally been able to drag himself
from the bed.  But he just did not have the exhibitionist streak that Danny
enjoyed so much.

He started when he felt a hand curve familiarly along his buttocks, then
drift between his legs to cup his aching balls.  He looked up into the face
of his partner, Joe.  Although both knew the other was gay, or in Emil's
case, bi, neither had allowed sex to enter their working relationship
before.

Now, Emil just parted his legs and reached to the front of the older man's
trousers.  Without taking their eyes from the hot action in the center of
the room, they slowly caressed each other.  They were by no means the only
couple indulging.

Unseen hands slid the padded table to the edge of the crowd, and they
obligingly passed it in to the center.  Jose pulled an unresisting Danny to
his feet and backed him against the table with a hot wet kiss, devouring
his mouth and face.

Jose pressed him slowly to the surface with his body, lying on top of him,
and stretching his arms above his head without ever breaking the kiss.  The
many practice sessions paid off when he fastened the wrists into the Velcro
straps smoothly.  Then he brought his hands down to the sides of the table
and pushed himself up and back with a ripple of muscles.

Each hand sought the tiny zipper tab on either side of Danny's open
trousers and slid them down.  All the way down.  The specially designed
trousers opened all the way to the ankles and lifted off easily, leaving
Danny's lithe bare body covered in only the tiny, overstretched g-string.

Jose's trousers were special also.  He unfastened the placket that crossed
the front and tossed the material over his shoulder, leaving himself in
only a pair of leggings, his hard cock jutting out, his balls dangling
freely from the now missing crotch.  He did not see the lucky guest catch
the saliva and precum soaked material and press it to his face before
passing it to the next person.

Starting at the ankle, the big man licked and sucked his way up Danny's
leg.  He would have liked to do the toes and the strong arch also, but
Danny was ticklish and giggles would ruin the mood.  The first time he had
tried that, Danny had howled and fallen off the table with a convulsive
jump, almost dislocating his shoulders.  So Jose hit the back of the knees
instead and then the hard, tense thighs.

He ran his hands up the legs and parted them wider.  His tongue reached out
to stroke beside the leather, probing and teasing.  Danny writhed silently.
His erratic breathing the only sound he made.  Jose parted his own legs,
giving the audience behind him a clear view of his ass and heavy balls.
His cock was so hard, it pointed straight along his rippled stomach.

Jose slowly untied the tight thongs holding Danny's last shred of clothing
and pulled it from his body.  He knelt between Danny's legs and licked the
precum from inside of the thin leather before handing it to another guest
to pass around.  The circle of watchers had tightened and they were a mere
arms length away now.

Danny pulled his knees back and spread them widely at the strong hands
urging them apart.  His back arched and he sighed lightly as the wet tip of
Jose's tongue drifted from the far back of his crack to the dripping tip of
his aching cock with one long slow sweep.  Jose swirled around the head and
sucked slowly back down again, nibbling with his lips this time.  He paused
between the rounded cheeks and pushed his tongue deeply into the eager
hole.  More than one guest moaned.

Horace urged Kevin forward to stand behind Jose and placed his hands on
Jose's ass.  Kevin began to stroke it as Jose devoured Danny's writhing
ass.

Horace smiled.  "Happy birthday, Kev.  Enjoy."  Jose pulled free of Danny's
well-slobbered ass and looked over his shoulder.  Danny also opened his
eyes and looked at the man behind Jose.

"Happy birthday, sir,"they chorused.

Kevin smiled.  The audience laughed briefly, although a bit raggedly.  Then
Jose slid gracefully from Danny's body and hugged Kevin from behind.  Danny
licked his lips slowly and met the man's eyes.

"Fuck me, please, Sir.  He got me ready for you.  Hot and wet."  He wiggled
his hips, keeping his legs as wide apart as he could.

Kevin looked startled for a second, then eager.  Jose began to undress the
guest of honor, running his hands all over his body, touching, stroking,
probing.

Jose tore open a condom packet with his teeth and made a big show of
rolling it in his mouth until it was nice and wet.  Poking his tongue in
it, then kneeling gracefully before the eagerly watching guest.  Slowly he
rolled it on to the erect cock with his lips and tongue.  He never took his
eyes from Kevin's ecstatic face.  After it was on, he licked with an open
mouth all over the cock.  His tongue reaching out of his mouth to sweep
across the hard meat.

Danny recognized the sound of Emil's moan.  Emil adored that little trick.
Everyone has a sensitive spot, something that really turns them on.  Having
a condom licked on was Emil's.

He had demurred about fucking Jose and Carlos until Jose had started
playing with the condom while kneeling in front of him.  Danny had stood
behind him, rubbing gently against his ass, reaching around to stroke his
cock.  Emil had sagged back against him and just watched with fascination
as Jose had slowly mouthed it on to him.

Carlos had mounted Jose from behind while Emil watched.  Emil had succumbed
quickly and had not regretted a moment of the very long night before Carlos
left on leave.

Danny glanced to the side of the table as he pumped his hips suggestively
before Kevin, and smothered a grin quickly.  Joe was standing behind Emil,
arms around his partner.  One hand under his loosened shirt, the other in
the unzipped trousers, obviously jacking.

Joe had a satisfied look on his face.  Emil was totally oblivious,
engrossed in the action on the table.  Joe had wanted Emil for quite a
while, but Emil was not usually open to that type of suggestion from anyone
but Danny, and occasionally Jose, if Danny was there also.  Obviously, he
was not objecting right now, and Joe was eagerly taking advantage of his
arousal.

Kevin ran his hands up the insides of Danny's thighs, focusing the young
man's attention back to the guest.  As the aroused man prepared to climb
naked on to the table, Kevin said huskily, "If I blow out the candle, do I
get my wish?"

Horace laughed.  "Blow any candle you want, Kev.  It's your night."

The man grinned and expertly swallowed Danny to the balls.

As Kevin's expertise rapidly had Danny gasping in delight, Jose moved
behind the birthday boy and began to lick everything he could.  As Jose
probed the ass with his tongue, the man briefly pulled free of Danny and
said over his shoulder.

"Find something bigger to use back there.  Something nice and big and
hard."

Jose grinned.  He could do that.  No problemo.  He grabbed a condom from
the recess in the table and without any further preparation, pushed into
Kevin's body.  Obviously the guy was more than ready, because with only a
slight gasp, he sucked Jose's cock in easily.  Jose started to plow him.

The other guest moved in closer.  The lights dimmed.  Hands began to touch.
Clothing piled up on chairs.  Bodies rubbed against the three on the table
and on each other.  Someone unfastened Danny's hands and used them.  Danny
recognized Emil's balls (and the cock ring that Danny had given him) under
his fingers and smiled around the cock in his mouth.  Horace really knew
how to have a party.

After most of the guests had collapsed, Jose, Danny, and Emil slipped away
for their own party.  Jose grinned.  He had some ideas he wanted to try out
on the other two.  And Emil still blushed so delightfully.

The handsome young guard laughed to himself remembering the chewing out
James had given him for putting the kidnapped cop in the wrong room that
first night.  He had taken one look at the gorgeous Nordic iceman and
decided that either he got him or Danny did.

Forget the used whore Horace had hired.  Fresh meat was so much better.
And it had worked out beautifully.  Danny and Emil adored each other and
Jose got both of them.  Perfect.

Now if only Danny's friend Carlos would come back.  There was one hot body
and Jose loved foursomes.  Jose shook his head and concentrated on the
bodies under him.  Carlos was overseas with the Army and wouldn't be back
for a year now.

And Danny was squirming beneath the other two in a way that demanded
attention immediately.  He opened his mouth and dove down on his friend.
'Hey, what else are friends for?  Fuck them if they can take a poke.'  He
misquoted one of his favorite expressions.

***