Chapter 100

 

   The man guided Matt around the club. Not only was there dancing on the stage, there was a great deal of activity in the various areas of the club. Matt firmly kept his eyes forward. He couldn’t believe that people would do that in public where anyone could see.

   “Is that allowed?” He asked.

   “Yes, as long as both parties consent. We encourage people to move upstairs, but if you don’t want to see, then you shouldn’t come in.”

   “Is it legal?”

   “The owners make sure that no one causes problems. The employees are licensed professionals.”

   “Oh, um, I guess I should pay you then.”

   “For this, you need to pay for a couple of overpriced drinks. Anything more would cost you. Do you see him?”

 

   “No, not yet. Wait! There he is.” Matt pointed to a couple sitting in a corner. Aaron was straddling the man’s lap. His head was flung back while the man was busy kissing Aaron’s chest. The dim light made it difficult for Matt to see him properly, but he thought the man wasn’t a purple. Aaron was clearly enjoying what was happening. Matt slowly approached the couple. As he got closer, he could see that Aaron’s pants were undone, revealing his erection.

   As he watched, Aaron’s lover eased his pants off, so Aaron was nude. Aaron shifted his position so he could impale himself on the other’s erection. Matt swallowed at the sight of his brother-in-law having sex with another man in public.

   Matt paused in a shadowed area nearby. It gave him a clear view but hid him from the other couple. His escort slipped his arms around him.

   “Well, well, well, that is a very impressive view,” he whispered into Matt’s ear. Matt knew he should say something, do something, but he couldn’t. He started as he felt hands undoing his own pants. A draft caused him to shiver. Somehow his pants were down around his ankles and hands were busy stroking his erect shaft.

   “Don’t,” he moaned, thrusting against the man’s hands. He could feel the other’s erection pressing into his backside.

   “Don’t what? Don’t do this,” he inquired, sliding a finger inside of Matt, “or don’t stop doing this?”

   Matt gasped at the sensation of something inside of him. He had never touched himself like that. His parents had firmly discouraged him from any kind of touching. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” It was wrong. It felt so right. Matt let the stranger fondle him while he watched Aaron screw. He came unexpectedly. He sagged against the man holding him. Aaron collapsed against his lover.