club_gomorrah69 | Halloween Party (backdated like a mofo)

Halloween Party (backdated like a mofo)

The theme for this year's annual Halloween Bash is Heroes and Villains. The club has been redecorated for the evening, and it seems as though each corner has a different theme. And we're not talking the campy sixties type stuff, but the more recent movies from both Marvel and DC.

One half of the room is DC, complete with areas that look like the Batcave, the Fortress of Solitude, Arkham Asylum, and the Legion of Doom's lair, which has dartboards that have various heroes faces on them.

The other half of the room has the Avenger's Tower, The ship from Guardian's of the Galaxy, a throne in space with Thanos, and Hydra's lair.

They all meet in the middle at the dance floor, which gives off a kind of supernatural glow that seems to throb along with the music.

All the employees are dressed for the theme, as various heroes and villian's sidekicks and henchment.

Let the fun begin!

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"I have no doubt at all that's stopping the others," Will laughs.

"I have to say, you did pick one of my favorites of the Marvel characters. It suits you quite well. Especially in the ass region."

Will waggles his eyebrows and turns around. "Thank you. Feel free to admire the craftsmanship on this costume..."

He does a bit more than just admire it, as he reaches out and slaps it, just to make sure the costume is good and tight, as it should be for the Winter Soldier.

"Very nice."

Will gasps and grins at him. He really does like having his ass slapped.

Wes lifts an eyebrow. "If I didn't know better, I'd think maybe you were in need of a spanking."

That draws a soft moan from Will. "I...if you think so, it must be true..."

"Well then, I think I need to drag you to a dark corner and...do that whole bad guy thing."

Will stops just short of cheering when Wes says that, trying to play it cool, though the way the bulge at his crotch is tenting the pants of his costume makes it pretty clear he's feeling rather hot.

Wes smirks as if he knows exactly what Will is thinking. He reaches out and wraps his fingers around Will's wrist. "Let's go."

Will is happy to be led away to somewhere more private so that they can play. He'd be turned on by Wes anyway, but the way he's dressed is definitely making Will feel a little more subby than usual. It's brilliant.

Once Wes finds a dark little corner, in the villain's area of course, he looks Will over slowly from bottom to top.

Will feels that gaze as surely as if it were Wes's hands traveling over his body. His arousal is pooling in his stomach and groin, and he's growing harder under that stare. Without even realizing he's doing it, he lets out the tiniest moan at how good it feels to be looked at that way by him.

"Take it all off. Slowly."

Will keeps looking at him as he obeys him, starting with the prosthetic sleeve, then moving onto the jacket. He takes it off slowly as ordered, revealing himself with a little smile because he knows how good his regular workout regime makes him look. Next, he bends down to take off his boots and socks, and feels a little like a stripper as he straightens up so he can start to unfasten his pants. He keeps looking at Wes as he opens his fly and slowly pushes his pants down, pausing for just a moment when he exposes his erection to him. He places a hand on his cock and slowly strokes it, rubbing his thumb over the head when it gives up a little fluid and bringing his hand to his lips to lick his thumb clean. His eyes flicker down for a few seconds to Wes's crotch and he licks his lips before he continues taking his pants all the way off. When he steps out of them and kicks them aside, he stands there with a smile, hard and ready for whatever his lover wants.

Wes watches every moment, his eyes getting even darker until they almost border on black. His breathing is slow and deep, but on occasion he swallows a bit and licks his own lips.

Once Will is completely bare before him, then he takes a deeper breath and slowly smiles. It's almost scary.

"Now, take off mine."

Will feels a shiver travel the length of his spine, and that look in Wes's eyes only turns him on more because of the darkness there. At the words, he steps forward, and moves behind Wes so he can slip the overcoat off his shoulders. Carefully placing it aside, he steps in front of him and unbuttons his vest. As he continues removing items, he feels so subservient that when he finally opens Wes's shirt, he actually stops himself from leaning in to kiss his chest because he isn't sure he has permission.

Wes let's out a dark little chuckle, as if he knows what Will is thinking. He doesn't really of course, but he's been with him enough to know how he tends to do things.

"Go ahead."

Will gives him a knowing smile and leans in to start kissing his neck, sighing as he flicks his tongue over his skin and slowly moves down to his chest. He pushes the shirt all the way off as he continues kissing and licking his way down Wes's body, his hands caressing him, his mouth tasting him, until he's down on his knees. His hands grip Wes's waistband, and he nuzzles his crotch through his trousers.

Wes' hand moves into Will's hair, gently at first, though the grip tightens as he moves down, unable to help himself.

The grip on his hair just encourages him, and Will soon has Wes's pants undone so he can push them past his hips and free him. He knows he's supposed to take everything off, but he's just a little distracted right now by the cock in his hand.

Now he pulls a bit. "You're not finished."

His voice is a low, growl.

That just makes Will groan and a rush of desire flows straight to his groin. He dutifully obeys, sliding the trousers down all the way, then removing shoes and socks to get Wes finally, completely, blessedly naked. His slowly runs his hands up Wes's legs, looking up at him as he licks and kisses a thigh.

Wes looks down at him. "I believe we decided you needed a spanking."

If Will's cock was hard before, it's practically steel now. "How do you want me?" he asks, still on his knees.

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