Hot for You
Michael
I knew from the moment he came through the door I wanted him; he was sexy as fuck and had a walk that commanded respect. His curly hair was past his shoulders, and he was beautiful, along with his glowing brown skin. I watched like a hawk, eyeing its prey, ready to swoop in for the kill.
The bass from the music reverberates throughout my body, exhilarating me. I can feel the molecules inside my body jolt with each brutal hit of the bass. It drives my body to move to the music, even if it is a slight movement of me rocking my body slowly.
“Hot guy, ten o’clock”. Jeremy says by my side.
“Already on my radar; Daddy hasn’t eaten for a few months; I’m looking to get some of that.”
“Let me know if you need assistance snagging him; he looks like a tough fish to catch.”
Some guys are hard to catch for some people. The guys are putty in my hands once I use my pouty lips and eyes. I’m an attractive guy who maintains my physique by working out and eating right. I’m black and Puerto Rican, with nice honey-glowing skin. My hair is faded on the sides with a suave, curly mop for the top. I’m average height and have a handsome face, if I may say so myself. Many of my friends don’t understand why I am single and fail to understand my need for a reliable person, not just some sexy guy who knows how to have great sex. Although great sex is on my list, it isn’t the box that has to be ticked.
I was glued to the gorgeous stranger until he disappeared into the crowded club.
I sure hope he reappears before the night gets too far gone.
***
Deciding to occupy my time, I head to the bar for a fresh drink.
“Hey Tom, can I get my usual?”
“Sure thing, sweetness, I’ll keep them coming.” He winks.
“Thanks.”
Tom and I go back for a while; this is my favorite party spot, and he always works. He knows me so well, sometimes he has my drink waiting for me at the bar. We have always been flirty, but nothing has come of it. Neither of us wants hookups, but we also don’t think we would last if we dated.
I grab my drink and return to the dancefloor, where my friends dance. It’s been a while since we had a night out, and I am enjoying myself. The music is good, and everyone is in their own world.
I scanned the place for the mysterious, handsome patron who caught my eye as he entered.
Where the fuck did he go to?
Rico
***
I find a nice place in the club to blend in; these types of places are more my speed. There aren’t a bunch of drunk bodies bumping and grinding against you and anyone in the vicinity.
The music is smooth, and everyone seems chill so far, but the night is young.
“Did you notice the cutie checking you out when we entered?”
“You mean the handsome guy that just left the bar?” I chuckle.
Hell yeah, I noticed him watching me; our eyes locked as soon as I entered.
“Uh oh, I know that look. Daddy is on the prowl, and he has someone in sight.”
“Watch how I play this. Learn from the master.” I say as I strut over to the bar.
***
I'm wearing my favorite pair of jeans and a Polo that hugs my body in all the right places. I’m in pretty lovely shape, if I may say so myself. I work out religiously and eat healthily. My body is impeccable, and I can’t wait to do another workout with the hottie who checked me out.
“Who was the cute guy you talked to a few minutes ago?”
“That was Michael, one of my favorite customers.”
“Can I get whatever he ordered sent to him and a Hurricane made strong, please?”
“Coming right up, mister tall and sexy.” He winks before going to mix up the drinks.
The bartender is hot and flirty like I like them; however, I have a potential catch I need to focus on. While waiting at the bar, I casually scan the crowd for Michael and spot him dancing and talking with a few friends. There is one of his friends saying something in his ear that makes me jealous. We don’t even know one another, and here I am, envious of another guy talking to him.
“Don’t worry, handsome, that’s just Jeremy, one of his best friends.” The bartender says, starting me.
I turn around to see his knowing grin as he sets the drinks on the bar.
“Am I that obvious?” I chuckle nervously.
“You both are obvious. There has been no secret of him checking you out since you walked in.”
This is excellent news. He is single, and the bartender confirmed my suspicion that Michael was checking me out. Now’s the time for me to make my move.
Seeing a napkin in sight, I grab it and scribble my number. “Can you make sure he gets that drink and my number?”
“Sure thing, hot stuff. Enjoy your night.”
“Thanks, you too.”
***
On my way back to my friends, I can’t help but steal glances at the cute guy, Michael, chatting away with his friend. Before I knew anything, I ran straight into the side of a booth and spilled my drink all over myself.
“For fucks sake. How did I do this shit?” I grumble.
“You have it bad for this guy, don’t you?” A stranger says, helping me clean up my mess.
“Sorry for the mess; he was checking me out when I came in and all night. He’s cute, so I was hoping to catch him looking.”
“Haha, been there before, man. It’s all good, and you didn’t do anything, so no need to apologize.”
I nod curtly and barge to the restroom to clean myself up.
***
Michael
“Do you think he left already? I haven’t seen him again.”
“I’m sure he is here somewhere. Look around at how crowded this place is. He’ll show up before the night is over.”
As Jeremy and I talk, Tom approaches with a drink, “This was sent over to you by the gentleman you’ve been undressing with your eyes.” He laughs.
“Wait, what?” Jeremy and I say simultaneously.
“Don’t act like you haven’t been checking out some guy– he noticed and wanted me to give you this drink with his number.”
I can’t believe what I am hearing right now. The hot, mystery stranger sent me a drink and his number, but where was he? Did he leave after sending me a drink and his number?
“Is he still here?”
“He should be; he got himself a drink and returned to a table. He was interested in you and even noticed you checking him out. I think you have his attention.” Tom winks, handing me the drink and napkin with his number.
“Whoa, that is crazy universe stuff going on. He noticed you looking at him, bought you a drink, and gave you his number. The guy must be attracted to you as well.” Jeremy nudges me.
“Should I try to find him or what?” I ask, dumbfounded.
“You better reel him in while he is hooked. That guy was hot, even to me, and I don’t dig dudes like you do.”
“Well, how do I look? Am I ok? Do I need to freshen up?”
“No, you look fine, man. Find your mystery, dude. I’ll be ok tonight.”
Jeremy is my best friend for a reason. He understands when I need to get laid and even encourages me to put myself out there, like tonight. I am forever grateful to him.
“Thanks, I owe you big time.”
“Make sure you name the baby after me.” He laughs.
“You’re silly, man, but I do want his seed inside of me.” I blush.
“Whoa, whoa, that’s a bit of an overshare. Go get laid and spare me the details.” He says, nudging me.
“I love you, man; let me pee and find my mystery man.”
***
I go to the restroom and find a guy scrubbing away at his shirt and jeans at the sink. I quickly duck off to an open urinal to relieve myself.
“I had to go and make a fucking mess of myself, and this will never come out of this white shirt.” The guy grumbles at the sink.
I’ve been there, having a good night and spilling something on the white shirt you knew you shouldn’t wear but wanted to take a chance.
After I finish at the urinal, I step up to the sink to wash my hands. I steal a glance at the guy and feel a flare of familiarity. He looks familiar, but where have I seen him before?
“Hey, sorry I’m making a mess up here. I spilled my bourbon on.” The guy stops mid-sentence, causing me to look his way.
My heart leaps into my throat, and I feel like a fly caught in a trap as I take in the beautiful stranger I have been eyeing all night.
“It’s you, I’m so embarrassed.” He whispers.
I can’t believe he is standing right before me with his body made by the Gods showing. I don’t even know what to say, but staring at him will become awkward.
“It’s nothing to be embarrassed of; we have all been there before. I just can’t believe you are standing here right now. I should be the one embarrassed after eye-raping you all night.” I blush.
He laughs heartily before saying, “I noticed you the moment I walked in. You weren’t the only one eye-raping. I stole glances at you all night.”
I can’t help but notice his beautiful eyes hidden behind those long eyelashes. He is a stunning man, and I want to feel him against me.
I try to grab his shirt, but my hands shake so badly.
“It’s ok. I won’t bite unless you are into that.” He winks.
Fuck, this guy is going to make me jizz right here if he keeps it up.
“Here, take my jacket, and we can leave. I can get you a shirt back at my place.”
“How far do you live from here?”
“About fifteen minutes.”
“Ok, let’s get out of here. Do you need to say bye to your friend?”
“No, he’s a big boy.” I smile.
