What Me? No Way!

by Matt Lawrence

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What Me? No Way - Chapter 3

We began our trek up the sidewalk off campus looking for local hotspots. Greg said that he had talked to some of the locals who indicated that there were several cool bars right up telegraph as you headed towards the stadium. As we walked I kind of lagged a bit behind the three of them and I found myself watching their asses in their tight jeans as they all walked. Greg and Drew were both built pretty well but both had bubble butts....Barry's wasn't as well defined but it sure showed nice in those tight 501's he was wearing....501's that, I must say, also accentuated his nice package.

I wasn't really sure why it was that I was so intrigued all of a sudden with these three...it might be that Greg and Drew were a bit older....both were hot as shit and I was sure neither had any trouble getting pussy or ass or whatever they wanted. I noticed that they spent a lot of time touching each other as they talked and walked. An occasional pat on the back.....punching each other in the shoulder....a smack on the ass and a finger to the chest...at one point I even noticed Drew tweaking Greg's right nipple......hmmmm....they sure seemed to be pretty comfortable with each other.

We got to the first bar, a little tavern style with a small grill inside. It seemed like a neighborhood joint with a sparse crowd...a mixture of young and old...the older guys sitting at the bar top and most of the younger guys wondering around...talking in groups....or taking in a game of pool or darts. I recognized some of the younger faces as guys and girls who had been at our first meeting earlier in the day...I got a couple of head nods acknowledging me...a couple of waves from the girls.....everyone must have gotten the same info about bars around campus. We bellied up to the bar and Drew ordered a round of shots and a pitcher of been with 4 glasses. I wasn't much of a beer drinker...in fact, while I could hold my own all night drinking rum...a couple of beers would find me buzzed pretty damn fast. None the less I down the shot with the guys and we grabbed our beers and headed over towards one of the empty pool tables. We decided to play a quick game before we moved on. Barry and I against Greg and Drew.....as Greg was preparing to break Drew announced that we were going to be playing "Strip Pool"......I was caught off guard before they all started to laugh....each of them making fun of the sort of shocked look I must have had on my face.

"Alright smart-asses...." I said as I tossed wadded up cocktail napkins at Drew

"Damn dude...you should have seen the look on your face....almost like the one you had when you popped that boner in the shower this afternoon"

"Fuck off Drew" I said with a chuckle as Greg broke....I couldn't help but notice that, as I looked over at Barry there was an almost evil grin on his face.....

"I guess you forgot to tell me about your little hard on in the shower today" Barry said fairly loudly....

"A guy has to keep some secrets to himself" I said......."I mean, what if I went around telling your little secrets...huh Bar....."

"Dude, I got no secrets....at least none that are earth-shattering"

"I know, there's no secrets any more" as I laughed out loud getting a rather weird look from Barry....

at that point Greg said "OK Boner Boy...it's your shot...I mean with the cue".....................

We finished up the pool game and, though there seemed to be this sudden awkwardness....we joked some more...did one more shot at the bar together...and decided to take a walk up the street to see what trouble we could get into. It was nearly 9pm and as we walked up the street we could hear tech-no music blasting down an alley just ahead.....

Barry, in the lead, made a turn down the alley as if he knew where he was going and the rest of us followed....as we got near the entrance of an old brick building we saw a short line at the door with a security guy checking ID's. I looked up to the sign on the building which read "The Depot".....We made our way through the line and got inside to what was basically a lobby area....the walls were covered with pictures of men...all men....some random photos....some professional style portraits...all in various stages of undress. As Barry was bouncing to the music he led us into the bar area...a very large bar....in a narrow portion of the room....what struck me was how cool the interior was...it was dark wood....carpet...I noticed a couple of couches and large chairs in seating areas...and no stools at the bar. As we walked up to the bar itself I noticed that it had blue under lighting and the top was ice...like dry ice...there was a little fog rising up from the bar top...it was really cool.....you put your glass on top of the ice and it stayed chilled. As I surveyed the layout Drew ordered some shots at the bar....a purplish colored shot.......we all lined up...took the shot...and then followed Barry through a doorway with curtains pulled back.

As we entered the space I realized this is where the music was coming from. A very very large room....a long bar with short stools on the right.....and a stand up bar in the middle of the space...it was like a huge warehouse.......large video screens on all the walls and a large, multi level DJ booth in a corner. What also struck me was....in various locations along the walls where this large boxes with guys dancing on top of them...varied height...varied stages of clothing...or lack there of....all good looking, well built guys dancing on these boxes.....

I followed Barry to the bar in the center of the room as he bounced his way through...he clearly came to life and seemed to be excited to be here.....he and I went up to the bar, with Greg and Drew behind us....Barry ordered 4 more shots....a Rum and Coke for me and a pitcher of beer for he and the guys....as the bartender...a guy in a speedo with a tank top on....handed us the drinks Barry leaned into me and said "I told you we'd find the gayborhood".....looking up at him I realized he had this big ass smile on his face...almost like a kid ready to open his first Christmas present of the day......

As we hung around the bar...watching....I realized it was 90% guys in the space.....looking at Greg and Drew...and even Barry...they all seemed to be completely comfortable and having a good time....no one seemed out of sorts with the surroundings...that is except me......though I wasn't uncomfortable....I really felt out of place......and then.....Barry put his drink down...grabbed my drink and set it down...grabbed me by the arm and walked me out to the very large dance area. There was some really good "thumpa thumpa" music playing as we worked our way through the mass of guys....getting to the center Barry started to dance..as I just stood there watching.....at one point he came behind me and smacked me on the ass and told me to "get moving".....so I did...playing along...dancing....people watching....sweating.....people watching......and as the minutes passed I found myself having an actual good time......at one point as I looked through the crowd I saw Drew and Greg dancing together.....and then I saw Drew caressing the front of Greg's shirt....and then.....they leaned in to kiss.....wow.....I was a little blown away......the three of us made eye contact with them both smiling at me for a sec and then returning to their kiss........I was brought back to reality when I felt a very soft caress on my ass.....and a slight grab of my right cheek and as I turned to see....actually almost jumping in a circular motion...I came face to face with Barry who grabbed the sides of my face with his hands and planted a kiss on my lips....it took me a second and then I found myself kissing back as he moved his right hand slowly down the side of my neck....across the front of my chest...down my stomach to my belt...the next thing I knew the buttons on the front of my 501's were being rubbed and I found myself getting hard....very hard......this electric feeling kind of buzzing around in my head....I wasn't sure if the sweaty brow was from the dancing and the heat in the room...or the heat from Barry's touch.........

by Matt Lawrence

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