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Bright heaved a deep sigh as he loosened the collar of his uniform, while tiredly running a hand through his hair. It had been a long and tough day and he really needed to wind down. After today's mission, they finally got some free time. Some people chose to stay at the ship, while others decided to explore the town they were stationed nearby at the time. Bright just wanted to get away from the ship for a while. He was dedicated to his job and couldn't imagine doing anything else, but sometimes it was a lot to deal with and he just needed a break from it.
Walking through the busy streets, he came to a stop in front of an establishment with a neon sign hanging over the door and muffled music coming from the inside. A bar. Well he could use a drink, he thought, so Bright headed inside, taking in the dimly lit atmosphere and the smell of booze and stuffy air. Black stools lined the bar counter and there were a few tables, but mostly, people danced and mingled on the floor. At any counts it was a just a regular bar, but something about this place seemed.. different. More neon lights decorated the inside, a colourful array of lights adorning the walls and ceilings. Rainbows seemed to be the favoured motif, as he spotted several rainbow symbols scattered around the place.
The place was quite crowded with people, but there were mostly men. Men who danced with each other, dressed extravagantly and.. were really close with each other. Oh. The realization hit him before he could think of what to do with himself. This was a gay bar.
Suddenly Bright wasn't sure what to do with himself or how to behave. He had never been to a place like this before, but it was just a bar, right? Hoping he didn't stand out too much, he headed towards the nearest bartender he could find.
“Whiskey, please.”
“New here?”
Startled, he turned to the side where the voice came from and was met with a blond man in a red suit watching him from the stool next to him. Quattro Bajeena.
“Excuse me?” Bright responded indignantly.
“You just seem a little lost, is all.” The man shrugged and sipped from his drink. Bright didn't quite know what to think of this man, his coworker. He seemed like a mysterious man who’s motives he had never been sure of, but nevertheless he was a skilled fighter and valuable ally.
And if Bright was being completely honest with himself, there was no denying that he was good looking. He had blond hair, quite long for a soldier, that enveloped his face in soft waves. The sleeveless shirt he always wore revealed muscular arms that Bright wondered what would feel like to touch and squeeze. Not to mention he had these piercing eyes that stared him up and down like a hungry panther, stirring an unexplainable feeling of nervousness mixed with excitement inside him.
Swallowing dryly, Bright snapped out of his current thought process and took a swig of his whiskey. “Is it that obvious?”
Why did he just think that about his coworker? Most of his life, Bright had mainly been attracted to women. It was what he was used to, how he met his lovely wife that was perfect in every way. Yet, there was a part of him that held some attraction for men as well, a curiosity at the very least. When he talked about it with Mirai, she encouraged him to explore when they were away from each other. Bright also gave her his blessing to do the same. They loved each other, but when they were apart for months at a time, life could get lonely. And seeing other people would not diminish their connection.
“Wait why are you here?” He asked his colleague, just now realizing the place they had bumped into each other.
Quattro chuckled low over his drink. “Why do you think?”
Bright felt his face heating up as his cheeks flushed slightly. He had always been so preoccupied with work that he never thought about his colleagues in any other context, so this took him by surprise. Quattro was a.. ‘regular’ here, then? “Wait so you're..?” He wasn't sure how to finish the sentence.
Although not very receptive, he wasn't blind either. He had seen how women seemed to fawn over the man, and had assumed he was something of a playboy.
“Gay?” Quattro finished for him. “Only sometimes.”
‘Sometimes’? What did that mean..
“But Captain..” Quattro then put down his drink, stood and moved closer. Bright stiffened when he felt a hand on his shoulder, slowly tracing down his back. “Why are you here?”
“I-I..” He felt suddenly hot, his heartrate picking up considerably. “I just saw the place and wanted to get a drink..”
“I understand.” The hand rested on his lower back, warm and heavy. His blond hair tickled Bright's cheek when he leaned in further. Why did he have to lean so close?
“You wanted to have a taste, right?” His voice was low, seductive, and it actually made Bright shiver. The implications of the words made him blush. Did Quattro actually want him? He never considered the possibility, but now that he was so close, touching him, murmuring in his ear.. Bright couldn't deny the attraction he felt.
“Maybe I do.” He confirmed the previous statement, averting his gaze as he tried to avoid looking at the man's wicked smirk and how it made something in his stomach tingle.
A gasp caught in his throat when a hand came up to grab his chin, forcefully turning his face back towards the other man. Quattro stared at him with such intensity, filled with hunger and lust. “Wanna come with me then? I'll let you taste all you want.”
A thumb gently caressed his lower lip, before slightly pressing past them, and Bright’s mind went blank. His whole body felt hot, his heartbeat racing faster than a starship, and he couldn't think. Right now he acted purely on instinct, and so he simply nodded.
He was dragged along further back into the club, through hidden doors, where he was pushed into a bathroom stall. As soon as they were inside, Quattro had grabbed him by the collar, pushed him against the door and kissed him hard. The shock made him take a few seconds to respond. How was this even happening? But god it felt incredible. Everything Quattro did was with such intensity, the complete opposite of what he was used to. With women, he was always the one taking the lead, but now he was being pushed around and manhandled, and Bright could not say he hated it.
Their lips crushed against each other, tongues colliding hot and messy. Instinctively, Bright reached up to grab onto something and ended up gripping the fabric of his partner's jacket at the shoulder blades. His mind was spinning, getting dizzier the more they kissed, but when a hand suddenly came between his legs, cupping his crotch, he had to slam a hand over his own mouth to suppress a loud moan he very nearly let out.
“You're hard..” Quattro's voice murmured against his ear before his lips travelled down his neck. Bright hadn't even realized, but he was right.. And when the hand rubbed him with just the right pressure and friction, he only grew harder.
“Oh..!”
He was so lost in his own arousal that he didn't know how to react, but then Quattro took his hand, and placed it on his own bulge. Bright had never touched another man like this and it made his face grow hotter still, if that was even possible. To feel the thick, hardening length of his cock through the pants, feeling him react to his touch.. He couldn't believe how arousing it was.
Then before he knew it they were fumbling with zippers to get their pants down and when the big, gloved hand grasped his erection, his whole body shuddered.
Bright took him in his hand as well, and it was a little strange at first. After all, he had never touched anyone but himself like this, so to feel the firm girth of it in his palm, tracing every vein and how the skin slid back when he pulled.. it was both strange and so unbelievably hot.
“Ngh!” Came a groan from the other man as he leaned on the door over Bright. “Captain, you're pretty good at this..”
Again, his face got hot. He didn't expect how hearing that would make him even more excited and.. just a little bit proud. Spurred on by the encouragement, Bright explored more. He gave the length a few experimental strokes, each groan and quiver raising his excitement even more. Dragging his fingers over coarse, curly hair, he moved further down, feeling the heavy set of jewels below. That definitely got a reaction.
“Fuck!” Cursing under his breath, Quattro suddenly grabbed him and flipped him around, only to push him hard against the door. Bright was pressed against the cold surface with an ‘omph!’, the compromising position suddenly making him feel self conscious. He was so exposed like this, unable to see what was going on and with restricted movement in the tight space. He felt the weight of the other man press against him.
“Captain, if you're gonna tease me that much, I won't be able to hold back.”
A shiver ran down his spine, then suddenly his eyes widened when he felt something cold and wet press against his most private area, between his buttocks.
“Wait, what are you..?!” Panic suddenly rose. His eyes were wide in shock, his face burning. Was he really touching him there?? With his head turned to the side, he briefly noticed two dispensers hanging on the wall next to the toilet. One filled with condoms and one with a liquid he initially thought was soap… turns out it wasn't. Were all gay clubs like this..?
“Shh, relax.” Quattro coaxed him, the slick fingers rubbing the tight ring of muscle beneath.
Bright tried his best to relax the tense area, but the feeling was so foreign to him. Fingers rubbing and massaging, then, slowly, he felt something press further. The finger prodded against his tight hole, then it was pressing into him and Bright's whole body froze with shock. It was the strangest feeling to have something foreign inserted there. At first his body reacted automatically by clenching down, but once he got more used to the feeling, a morbid curiosity made him want to feel more.
The finger sank deeper, the intensity of the feeling taking his breath away. Quite literally too, because he definitely forgot how to breathe. It felt so deep, reaching up inside him. But why did it also feel kind of good.. A strange mixture of emotions washed over him. He felt embarrassed a little ashamed that being pushed around by another man and having the finger pushing inside him made him feel so good. His body tingled, his heartbeat going crazy and he was panting against the dirty bathroom door.
Then the finger began to move and Bright had never felt anything like it. The sensitivity of that area set his nerves on fire, the arousal so intense it made his muscles feel weak. He didn't have time to tighten up anymore when it kept moving, prodding him open. Then, suddenly in a wave of shock, the finger pushed deep and pressed something inside him that shot a wave of pleasure through his body that caused a dangerously loud noise to ripple from his throat.
“HNG! Oh god..”
“That's right…” Quattro hummed behind him. “You like that, huh? You're sucking in my fingers so nicely.”
Bright hadn't even noticed when more digits had been added. He no longer felt tense or tight. He was too preoccupied with the stab of pleasure that washed over him with each press. How pathetic he was, a whimpering, panting mess from having his ass played with like this. He had never expected it would feel like this and it made him a little ashamed that his body reacted so strongly.
Just as he was getting lost in the feeling though, the hand suddenly withdrew and he was left with a strange sort of unfulfilled emptiness. It didn't last long however when the fingers were replaced by something else poking at his entrance.
“Captain Bright…” Quattro's voice was a lot more rugged now, and he could hear his laboured breathing. “Do you want more?”
Did he want more? By now, his legs and arms were trembling, sweat coating his skin, and his neglected cock was soaked with clear liquid, dripping from the tip. He realized that he definitely wanted more. More pleasure, more stimulation. He needed it. And so he nodded his head yes.
“I want to hear you say it.”
Oh why did have to make it so difficult? He was embarrassed enough as it was and now he had to say it out loud? Fine.
“I want more.”
“More what?” Quattro pressed him.
Dammit, it was too humiliating. But he just couldn't take this agonizing wait anymore. Biting his lip, Bright shut his eyes tight. “I.. I want you inside.”
That seemed to have been the right answer, because before he could think, hands gripped his hips and the thick, hard rod was pushing inside him and Bright forgot how to breathe yet again.
It was quite different from the fingers; thicker, meatier. The stretch was slightly painful, making him tighten instinctively. That's when an arm came around his chest, hugging him from behind.
“Breathe.” The reminder made Bright release a gasping breath he'd been holding, his palms laying flat on the hard wood, searching for something to grasp.
“That's it. Try to relax.”
He tried to obey, but Bright could barely think when Quattro began moving and his cock slid in and out, renewing that similar feeling from before. His mind was a mush. He could scarcely believe this was happening… He was actually having sex with another man, with another man's cock inside him… and he loved it.
Bright was rocked against then door when Quattro began to move faster. Each thrust felt like it pushed deeper, reaching forbidden depths inside him and hitting that spot that sent pleasure soaring over and over. His legs were shaking, his whole body trembling. It got faster, harder, the whole stall rattling with their movements when the passion built up. He could feel all the accumulated tension building and tightening in the pit of his stomach.
“Fuck, I'm gonna cum!” Quattro groaned just when Bright thought the same. And when a hand came around to grasp his erection, stroking him fast, the stimulation was too much. The pleasure exploded in a mind-blowing peak and he came hard, shooting his load against the door in front of him.
Behind him, Quattro groaned deeply when his movements came to a halt, burrying himself deep as he filled the condom inside.
Bright's mind was hazy, his vision blurry. He didn't expect it to be this intense, but then again he hadn't expected any of this. He didn't even know how he ended up in this situation with his colleague, but one thing was for certain- he would never forget it.