I stood there trousers round my ankles in disbelief- the last drop of cum on the tip of my dick dripping onto the floor
As I was almost naked i decided to quickly freshen up in the shower
I get dressed and head back down to the party
I hadn’t missed much and I don’t think anyone noticed I was gone.
The drinks continued to flow and everyone was getting merry
Kian was fairly busy most of the reception - he was the grooms brother and he was busy socialising.
I got chatting to the brides hairdresser Ryan and his boyfriend Liam, nice couple and very flirty - I felt happy flirting back- they were telling me how they’d just got back from Bali where they sunbathed naked and continued telling me about their all over tan
I laughed and told them I was jealous, which only seemed to encourage them. Ryan leaned closer as he described how liberating it felt to spend the whole holiday with no clothes, no worries – just cocktails, sun, and each other. Liam grinned at me over his glass of champagne and said, “You should try it sometime, it’s life-changing.” There was a cheeky sparkle in his eye, and I could feel myself grinning back, enjoying the playful energy of the moment.
Before long, we were swapping travel stories, theirs becoming increasingly outrageous and hilarious. They told me about a beach party where everyone jumped into the ocean under the stars, and Ryan swore half the crowd didn’t bother with swimsuits. The whole conversation was light, cheeky, and just the right amount of naughty – exactly what I needed to loosen up and enjoy myself. I realised I hadn’t laughed that hard in ages, and it felt good
Liam was very tall, slim and had a charm about him. Ryan was stockier and younger both were hot and looked after themselves in the gym
Just then, I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see Kian standing there, his jaw set and his expression somewhere between amused and annoyed. “Making new friends?” he asked, his tone light but with an edge I couldn’t quite ignore. Ryan and Liam grinned knowingly, clearly sensing the shift in energy, and excused themselves to grab another drink.
Kian didn’t wait for them to leave before leaning in closer. “Can you follow me for a minute?” he asked, his voice low enough that it felt like it was just for me. There was something about the way he said it—firm, almost possessive—that made my stomach flip. I nodded without thinking and let him lead me away from the noise of the party, curious to know what was on his mind.
We stopped just outside, where the night air felt cooler against my skin. He turned to face me, hands in his pockets, but his eyes were intense. “You looked like you were having a good time in there,” he said, a half-smile tugging at his lips. I could feel the tension radiating off him, but there was something else too—something a little vulnerable, like he didn’t quite know how to say what he was feeling
Kian’s half-smile disappeared, and he shook his head. “I just… I didn’t like seeing you with those two. You know what they’re like. The whole room could see them flirting with you.” His voice had sharpened, and there was no mistaking the jealousy now. “I’m not exactly thrilled about you getting cosy with the obvious gays in there.”
That stung. I folded my arms and met his stare. “Seriously? You get to stand in there with your girlfriend on your arm, laughing and smiling like nothing’s wrong, and I’m supposed to just sit in the corner and behave myself?” My voice rose despite myself. “I was on my own, Kian. They were nice to me. They made me laugh. God forbid I actually enjoy myself for five minutes.”
He opened his mouth to respond, then closed it again, clearly thrown by how quickly I’d snapped back. For a moment, we just stood there, the music from inside thumping faintly through the walls, the air between us charged
“I want you Jack, in me, me in you”
“I want to feel the heat of your dick throbbing inside me”
Kian was interrupted by 2 brides maids stumbling out of the club - both worse for ware.
“Let’s talk about this later mate” I say |
