One Night Stand (MXM)

A week before college started,

Summer gone, parents departed,

I craved some fun, and so, unplanned,

Went looking for a one-night stand.

I dressed to pull, my search began,

In Rainbow Club, to find a man.

My eyes went roaming, mind did too,

I want someone tonight, but who?

I wondered if I’d have my choice,

And then I heard a gravel voice,

“Hey gorgeous, are you on your own?

I don’t think you should drink alone.”

I turned around, and drink in hand,

Laid eyes on the most stunning man.

Looked like he was twenty-seven,

And oh, my God; my kind of heaven.

He drank me in and gave a wink,

I asked him if he’d like a drink.

He said he would, and then sat down,

Established I was new in town.

He told me that his name was Brad,

He stayed to chat, and I was glad.

He bought me drinks and flirted lots,

We laughed out loud and did some shots.

Damn, just my type, this shit hot guy,

Then felt his fingers on my thigh,

I felt lit up, and took my chance,

I asked him if he’d like to dance.

“Yeah, sure,” he said. His hand found mine,

And sent a tremor down my spine.

He led me to the light-up floor,

He touched my cheek, I wanted more.

The alcohol made my head spin,

He pulled me close, I breathed him in.

Brad pushed his hand into my hair.

I couldn’t move. I didn’t dare.

His arms encircled round my waist,

He kissed my lips; I liked his taste.

His tongue slid deep inside my mouth,

A million shivers travelled south,

We stayed there for the longest time,

His tongue continued stroking mine,

Hands went exploring up my top,

I never wanted him to stop.

His mouth pressed up against my ear,

He had a goal, he made it clear,

“I can’t stop now, you’re way too cute,

I want you in your birthday suit,

I like it rough, I like it tight,

I’d like to take you home tonight.”

I liked the sound of what I’d heard,

I didn’t need another word.

“I know I want the same as you,

Let’s go; I like it that way too.”

He brought me back home to his flat,

I’d barely crossed the entry mat,

He swept me into his embrace,

“Welcome to my private space,

There’s no-one here but me and you,

Just tell me what you’d like to do.”

He kissed my neck, he kissed my ear,

I whispered, “You know why I’m here.”

His hands slid over my behind,

He pulled me forward, made us grind.

Then pushed me up against the latch,

Said, “Pretty boy, you’re such a catch,

I’m going to make you glad you came,

I’ll make you scream my fucking name.”

He led me through the bedroom door,

Our clothes soon strewn across the floor.

The bedding felt like eiderdown,

When Bradley gently laid me down.

He pushed apart my aching thighs,

I held my breath and closed my eyes.

I felt his tongue run up my leg,

He made me throb, he made me beg,

“God, don’t be such a fucking tease!”

But sexy Brad ignored my pleas,

“Don’t worry, babe, I’ll make you cum,

But first I’m going to have some fun.”

He took my cock and sucked the tip,

I felt it leak and bit my lip.

He sucked again and took it all,

I bucked and nearly hit the wall.

He sucked for ages, then let go,

Fingers crept in, nice and slow,

Started playing with my crotch,

Kept his head down there to watch.

I savoured every single stroke,

His voice was low, when next he spoke.

“You’re stunning, babe, and taste divine,

It’s time that gorgeous ass was mine.”

I was prepared, I brought protection,

He slipped it onto his erection,

He did just as he said he would,

He pushed it deep, and it felt good.

He lay on top, he kissed my lips,

And pleasured me with grinding hips.

Then flipped me up and with some ease,

He got me on my hands and knees,

One finger roamed right down my back,

Kept going, slid inside my crack.

He gave my open hole a stroke,

My eyes scrunched up as Bradley spoke,

He was blunt and unrefined,

“I’m going to fuck you from behind.”

He did just that, he had me filled,

He ground it in, I felt it build.

He thrust it hard and thrust it fast,

I knew I wasn’t going to last.

And best of all, he pulled my hair,

I arched my back, I heard him swear.

He gripped my hips and climaxed first,

I felt him come and then I burst.

We landed in a messy heap,

Cleaned up, rolled over, went to sleep.

When morning came and we were rested,

He pulled me close and then suggested,

“How about we have a shower?

Surely you can spare an hour?

Leaving now would be a pity,

I’ve never had a boy so pretty.”

He touched me up and turned me on,

“Just one more fuck before you’re gone?”

He didn’t force me or insist,

But Brad was so hard to resist,

So I was led, like lamb to slaughter,

Straight into warm running water.

He started gently, washed my hair,

He moved his lathered hand down there,

I loved the fact he took the lead,

What was desire, soon turned to need,

He sucked my cock and kissed my ass,

Then pushed me up against the glass.

He picked me up and my heart raced,

I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Felt his cock against my crack,

Felt the wall against my back.

“This hole needs filling, pretty boy,

I’ll blow your fucking mind. Enjoy.”

He knew now what would make me tick,

He pumped me full of rock-hard dick.

And blow my mind he did all right,

Just like he had ’til late last night.

I went straight into overload,

I felt it build and then explode.

Brad thrust inside, increased his speed,

Filled the condom with his seed.

For one-night stands, he was the best,

He still looked fine as I got dressed.

But we both knew what this was, so I,

Graced him with a quick goodbye.

I’d not had sex that raw before,

It shook me to my very core.

That guy was hot; ten out of ten,

Shame I won’t see him again.

Did not know the effect he’d had,

Until that night, I dreamt of Brad.

In my dreamworld I was candid,

About how I love to be commanded.

A fantasy where I could say,

I loved to be controlled that way.

That I wanted bad things done to me,

A blindfold so I couldn’t see,

Tying up with scarves and laces,

Touching in forbidden places.

When I woke up, couldn’t deny,

Brad was just my type of guy.

If we’d met at a different time,

I would have tried to make him mine.

The week after we were parted,

Brought new routine; college started.

New faces, routes; glad I felt able,

To make sense of my new timetable.

Got the map out, so I could know,

Which room was mine, and where to go.

New teacher’s name was Mr Pike,

I wondered what he might be like.

Was there on time, and found a seat,

Arranged my books, all nice and neat.

As Mr Pike walked through the door,

I knew I’d seen this man before,

A night of lust, his name was Brad,

And now I was his undergrad,

The shock hit me, my stomach turned,

My cheeks ignited, my skin burned.

Yeah, this had not gone as I planned,

This teacher was my one-night stand.