New Game by Jordan Skythe

Alan moved closer. “Oh, yeah. Keep going.”
He stared as his hand continued gripping the hard warm erection, and Alan shut his eyes as he exhaled in pleasure.
“You don’t mind my hand inside your pants?”
Alan squirmed as his breathing deepened. “Not at all. You’re sexy as hell.”
He began smiling as he watched Alan’s reaction. “Then would it be alright if I give you a fantasy show?”
“Like what?”
“Would you like a lap-dance?”
“Hell yeah!” Alan caressed his friend’s hand, as he continued masturbating him. “You give lap-dances?”
“To a very small one member group.”
“I love it. Private VIP?”
“Very private.” He pulled Alan’s pants off. “And you can touch the dancer anywhere you want.”
“Hell yeah.” Alan scanned the room. “Where?”
“Right here.” He knelt next to his friend and pushed him on his back before straddling him. “Do you mind if I really get into this?”
“Actually, that sounds nice.”
He fixed his skirt as he began slowly grinding on his friend’s cock. “So, do you want the girlfriend experience?”
Alan’s breathing intensified. “I definitely want the girlfriend experience.”
He leaned forward until the wig teased Alan's face. “The R rated or X rated version?”
“X rated, please.”
He moved so the wig would hang down and surround their tantalizingly close faces while staring into his eyes. “That would require you to play the boyfriend.”
“I can do that.”
He moved his lips teasingly close as he continued to slowly grind against his friend. “When?”
Alan’s arms wrapped around his soft angora sweater and pulled him until their lips met, and he sighed as he felt his friend’s soft tongue fill his mouth. He gasped as the prolonged kiss ended, then concentrated on slowly grinding the front of his tented panties against Alan’s bulging boxers. “Does this feel good?”
Alan slid his hands inside his sweater. “Best lap dance I ever had.”
He smiled as he felt the exploring hands under his sweater, “And we’re only getting started.” then paused his slow grind. “Can I move you how I want?”