It was a very big place, lots of nameless faces covered in masks of all sorts. The room was filled with well-dressed men of all ages covering the black tie to business casual spectrum of fashion. I was getting excited as I walked down the sweeping steps towards the hall where most of the guys were dancing. The party was well underway when I got there. My first stop was the open bar on the far left corner to build up my courage.

Being invited to this lavish masquerade ball was a dream come true, even more so as it was a gay event. I wasn't expecting much really, just happy to be there getting my social life back on track.

Making my way towards the bar was a task on its own: swimming across the bodies bumping and grinding to loud dance music. The crowd was wild! I felt different hands touching me in all the right places, making me hard as I squeezed my way through the chaos. Finally I was able to order a blue frog—one of the few drinks I knew and enjoyed—only to splash it on a French silk tie as I turned around. I was shocked and immediately grabbed a handful of Kleenex from the bar to wipe it off.

"No need for that. The tie wasn't working for me anyway."

His baritone Irish accent made the room still. Vivid blue eyes peering through his bird-like mask froze me in my tracks. He smiled as he took off his tie and opened the top few buttons of his shirt to reveal a muscular chest. I realized I had my mouth open and gulped in embarrassment. "Really sorry. I didn't see you standing there."

"Oh, but I saw you making your way down the steps," he replied coyly. "I should have known better than to sneak up like that."

I felt my heart skip a beat as he uttered those words and his mischievous smile disarmed me completely, but I wasn’t about to let on despite the fact that my knees were about to give way from under me.

“ Derek,” I said offering my hand.

“ Josh,” he replied. “A pleasure to meet you.”

“ Likewise.” I tried hard not to seem eager as his strong calloused grip sent a tingle of anticipation all over my body.

He unexpectedly pressed forward pinning me to the bar as the crowd behind him seemed to grow wilder by the minute. His weight felt good. I felt his warm breath (with a hint of vodka) graze my forehead and his hard dick poke against my stomach. I was on a natural high; the blood rushed to my cock as it begged for release with a throb on Josh’s inner thigh.

“ My, it seems we have a live one.” His firm body pressed against mine melting me right there.

“ So what are you gonna do about it?” I asked teasingly.

His grin said it all. He quickly planted his lips on mine and we started to kiss. Our tongues intertwined swirling endlessly into utter bliss and our arms held each other tight as though we were afraid we might lose each other in the crowd. We didn’t care about anyone else or the noise that was drowned out by the rush of blood pumping through our veins. He slowly worked his tongue toward my left ear as I tried to catch my breath at the sudden shift of pleasure. He flicked his tongue inside my ear driving me crazy—then traced down my neck, nibbling and kissing along the way. I closed my eyes to savor the moment. This was beyond what I had imagined this night would be like and couldn’t help but wonder if I was half asleep and dreaming.

He returned his forceful kiss to my lips and I responded with great gusto. I wrapped my hands around his neck as he unbuttoned my shirt, which only added to the stimulation. I was rock hard now, the crotch of my pants growing a shade darker from the precum oozing out of my anxious cock. As soon as my shirt was open he proceeded to hungrily suck my right nipple, now hard from all the sensations I was feeling. I took a chance and unbuckled his belt to free his 8-inch tool now sticky with sweet precum as well. He pressed himself harder against me as his mouth found my other nipple and gave it some attention. My hands fondled his balls making him moan and playfully bite my nipple.

Josh undid my belt. I had to spread my legs quickly to keep my trousers from falling to my ankles. Without losing a beat he turned my body around to face a perplexed bar tender at the bar. Then he whispered in my ear.

“ I can’t wait any longer.”

I was grateful for the frenzied crowd successfully hiding our little performance. Josh lubed my ass with his saliva and penetrated me with such force that it made my ass sting. A gasp escaped my mouth as I felt the entire length of his manhood slide in and out of me to the beat of Rhianna’s ‘Please Don’t Stop the Music’. His powerful arms clasped my body close to his. I tried to force a smile to show past my dazed look. I started to milk his fat dick by tightening my hole like there was no tomorrow. I could feel Josh’s breath quicken and his thrusts increased in tempo. His balls slapped against mine as his furious strokes sent me closer to blowing my load. Sweat formed on my brow as I neared climax; my balls twitched as Josh’s cock probed me rubbing my prostate with each passing. I had to fight myself from moaning as Josh’s hands found my shaft and started stroking me closer to cumming. I heard a low grunt as he thrust into my ass two more times and exploded deep inside me. My own juices sprayed the bar stool as I stood there with a silly look on my face.

I immediately surveyed the area to see if anyone had noticed. The crowd was oblivious to what had just happened which was fine with me, although the bartender did give me a wink and a naughty smile. After fixing ourselves Josh bought a couple more drinks then drove me home.

I woke up the next day to a messy bed with no one beside me. Hurriedly I logged on to my online account and messaged Josh about the crazy dream I had about us.