Crazy night at the club with the horny DJ

Recently, me and my best friend went to the hottest club in Ibiza for gays. It was filled with gorgeous men and women, dancing away to glory. After a couple of drinks, I wanted the DJ to play my favourite song like every drunkard, ill-mannered soul on the planet. It’s like the little slut in me comes out to play when I am a few drinks down. So, I marched to the DJ and requested him to play ‘Summer of 69’. Yes, I did. It was a crazy night at the club really.

He looked at me in confusion followed by a smile. He was a very hot man with golden spikes, green piercing eyes and a torso worthy of a lick. He wore an open jacket, showing off his tight abs and a pierced navel. Under that, tight neon coloured pants that complimented his huge manhood. As my eyes met his, I couldn’t resist but blush. He licked his lips and bent down to whisper in my ears, “Why don’t you get your cute little ass up here and let me surprise you with a song dedicated to you”. He played the trance version of ‘Blue Jeans’ by Lana Del Ray.  As I reached the console set up, he held me by my waist, showing me off to the crowd like his trophy and kissed me passionately on my lips, in front of 200 people. I melted.

He said, “Do you want to join me backstage”, I nodded in agreement. We went to his room. It was lit with pink neon lights and a mini bar. He opened a bottle champagne and held me by my waist, raised my head and poured it down my throat. The cold champagne, spilled from my mouth on to my throat, inviting him for a lick. Still holding me, he kept the bottle aside and started kissing me on my neck, unbuttoning my shirt simultaneously, making his way to south. I could hear the trance of Blue Jeans in the background, making me hotter.

So, I got down on my knees and pushed him on the floor. He laughed and gestured to indicate that I am a strong man and I liked it. I pulled down his tights to reveal the tiny heart shaped ring on his cock. I had never seen anything like this before, so I went ahead and tasted it. I nibbled on it, pulled it with my teeth and rolled my tongue around it. This was driving him crazy. He gripped my head tighter and pulled me closer till I gagged on his Ibizian cock. Suddenly, he kicked me on the floor, and rolled me around to fuck me.

He was a rough man; his hands were coarse and his kisses hurtful. He bit my ass cheeks and opened them wide to put his fingers in me with one hand and shag himself with the other. Then, when the time was right, he shoved his manhood in me and fucked me hard. His dick got bigger, almost tearing me apart with it’s warmth and size. My moans were like screams of a little girl. He got faster, his hands gripping my sides and his sweat dripping on my back. The note in the club hit a trance wherein I could see the neon lights blurring away in a distance, till I heard a loud growl and dropped on the floor.

The next memory I have was my best friend waking me up in the green room and asking me to get my ass back to the party. I walked dazed into the party to see the DJ with yet another cute ass on the stage. He looked at me and winked. Every time I think of new experiences, I clearly remember the time spent with the DJ and the crazy night at the club.

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