Play the Music, and lose yourself in the words...and comment at the end.




The rhythm was intoxicating in the club, he let himself just dance along the floor. Enjoying the heavy scent of sweat, the constant moving of bodies, the intense heat. The flashing lights dancing as fast as the music. The heavy bass notes pounded in his ears, running through him. The tune of the music and the singing making him lose himself in a reverie of the dancing.

He pressed and twirled and laughed and giggled, dancing with every man that wanted to, dancing with anyone that wanted to. Kylar was totally lost in the music, his body just dancing for as long as he could. He felt the touches, he saw the glances. He was being stared at. Kylar was used to that kind of thing.

It should have been guilt or sadness that filled him with the thoughts of his manwhorishness, but instead it was elation. Elation that eyes were on him. Excitment that men would pinch his butt occasionally. He was sexy and he knew it, and that made him feel great as he continued dancing in the music.

His thin body floated through, he got closer to the center. It wasn't enough that only the people around him were looking. He wanted everyone, staring at him. He wanted to be in that flashing spot light in the center of the floor. It was there he wanted to be, there he needed to be.

There weren't that many girls in the club, but he could feel them staring. Hoping he would choose them. Kylar wouldn't of course. He wasn't sure he would choose anyone, but he hadn't in a while, so maybe it was time. Meaningless sex for pleasure. What could be the harm in that, Lucian didn't love him anyway.

He felt like he had been dancing for mere seconds, but when he looked at the clock, he saw it. Three hours had already passed. He could feel the sweat dripping off him, but he didn't feel tired, and he didn't want to stop. Stopping would bring him down from the high he was feeling as he danced along to the music.

It was only the music that was keeping him happy, only the sense of being lost within it, like eternity, floating by while he danced along. He felt like he could be there forever, and he felt like even forever, just wouldn't be enough time.

Clap. Clap. Clap. He could see the others, clapping him on, giving him space to do his moves. To show them the dancing he was capable of. He obliged them. His body gracefully melded with the air. Almost as if he could defy gravity.

His legs and arms twirled. His body twisted and his hips grinded. He could feel himself get higher and higher. His elation increased. It was the ultimate high of emotions. It was the epitome of happiness. Kylar felt like it just couldn't get better.

His lips touched another boy's. He felt the kiss, but he didn't really pay attention to who it was...