My life my pain

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On the dance floor, he put his hands on my ass and pulled me close. “What’s your name, hot stuff?”

“Just call me Jou. What’s yours?”

“My name is Yuki.” He said as he grounds his hips into mine.

We danced like that for a while. He was getting me hot, and judging by the erection which was pressing against me I wasn’t leaving him cold either.

“Mhhh…” he moans into my ear. “You really are hot. I can feel your muscles twitching every where I touch; you’re so sensitive. I want to see all of you. I’ve never seen someone as stunning as you. You make me want to bend you over the bar and fuck you from behind right here and now.”

“I have no problem with getting fucked from behind, or any other position you want me, but I’m afraid I haven’t found my exhibitionistic side yet. You want to look for a quieter place with me so I can fulfill your wish?” I whispered sensually into his ear.

He looked at me lustfully before grasping my wrist and dragging me out of the club. Outside, he continued to drag me until he reached a small, unlit back alley. There he slammed me against a wall before kissing me roughly on the lips.

He was a bit more forceful than I liked, but I let him continue.


POV YUKI

The guy I found that night was really delicious. There was just something about him I couldn’t describe. I couldn’t wait to fuck him. Hard. See his face contract in pain and pleasure. I have barely started and I’ve already had more fun with him that I ever had with Seto. With him I always had to play the innocent uke. How I hated it. But I knew to get him to trust me I had to let him dominate me.

Not that I couldn’t get my fun anyway. It wasn’t difficult to sneak out and occasionally fuck one of his employees; he never suspected anything. I paid the guys I did good money to keep quiet about it. Seto’s money. But all good things must come to an end. I knew that Seto would be too proud to stay with me after I got married. I didn’t need him anymore anyway. My wife was a famous designer, and from that she was almost as rich as Seto; she was also much better for my reputation than some gay guy who is obsessed with some stupid card game.

I continued my ministrations on Jou’s body and unzipped his pants. As I rubbed him he squeezed his lust-filled eyes shut, but suddenly they popped back open to look curiously down at where my hand moved on his cook. I followed his gaze and realized he was looking at my wedding ring. It must’ve felt cold.

As I was about to take it off he pushed me away from him. “Don’t tell me you’re married!” He looked at me accusingly.

“Yeah so what,” I asked him. “It’s not like you want a relationship with me, right?” I tried to continue moving my hand but he brushed it off and pulled his zipper back up.

“That’s not it; I don’t like cheaters. And the one who is cheating with a married person is even worse. I’m no marriage breaker.”

“Ah, come on. Don’t be that way. It’s not like I’m cheating on her with another woman. I just have needs that she can’t fulfill.” I pouted at him. Damn, why are the hot guys always the honest ones? I tried one last time. “Come on, I know you want it too.” I pointed at his erection to emphasize my point, only to realize that there was no longer a bulge in his trousers.

“No thanks, my mood is ruined. Just go back to the club and find someone else…or even better, go home to your wife.”

I looked at him, disappointed. The night had started so promising. I thought about just forcing him, but I decided not to. I had seen that look in his eyes before. That guy was definitely hot for me. I would just have to try again another time.

“Okay, hot stuff,” I said, leaning in to whisper in his ear and restraining his arms before he can push me away. “But this won’t be the last time we see each other. I promise you that.” I gave him a nip on his neck and felt him shiver before he freed himself from my grip and pushed me off him.

“Whatever,” he said before he left.

I love it when the play hard to get. It makes it so more pleasurable when I finally fuck them into submission.

POV Jou

Well, this was a night for the cat. As hot as that guy was, he was twice as stupid (and scary). He had me fooled on the dance floor; I really thought he was a decent guy.

A bit pissed off that my night was ruined, I made my way home.

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This chapter is really short. I will try to make it up with the ext one (witch will be Ryou and Yugi - hopefully)

Thanks for reviewing, and I will try to make this story more inventive.

Thanks to blackwidow for her great work.