Standing against the back wall in the bar I watch, colored lights play over the people as they drink, yell to eachother, interact. The bass pounds through the speakers and the walls, floor even the very foundations throb My skin, feels taught like a drum, and throbs also. It is loud, I cant here anything except the music and the bass, no words can be spoken without shouting, and I do not like to shout. I see the one, and my cock hardens, my senses explode, and everything becomes brighter and more distinct. She is dancing in the middle of the floor, on the podium, eyes closed, lost in the music. I envy her that ability, to shut it all out and just be, alone with hundreds of people, being the music.
I watch her body move, her every movement in time with the music, her heart and soul beating in time with the bass, and every swell makes her smile wider. Blonde hair tied back both to keep cool and in keeping with her go-go-dancer outfit. She opens her eyes and they lock on mine, she smiles and dances, watching my eyes through the lights.
My hand tightens on my drink, knuckles white, my breath shaking.. I can feel the next crest of the music coming, up and up, I know this tune almost as well as she does. My other hand strays lower and lower, first resting on my hip and then curling around the hair of the boy kneeling at my feet. He has been nuzzling on my cock as I watch, entranced. he knows my body, my every nuance tuned to his own, and he licks the head of my cock as the bass and my dick pulse. I thrust my hips into his face and he gags, the lasers shining down on the podium, her eyes snap closed and she is gone again, lost within her own world as I shudder into the boys mouth, releasing myself into him as the crest of the music comes crashing down....