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shirt, black slacks, socks, and loafers. Both men looked great but Sean definitely looked sexier.

    Once at the bar, they were on the dance floor before even ordering drinks. The music was the best and Brian was captivated by the way Sean’s body moved to the beat. Sean moved so well that at times, Brian wasn’t sure Sean’s back and hips were even connected.

    After three songs, they found a table, sat down, and ordered drinks. Sean ordered a screwdriver and Brian ordered his favorite—scotch on the rocks. As they waited for their drinks, they watched the other men dancing. Many of them danced as well as Sean and Brian and were entertaining to watch. They noticed a man watching Sean from the dance floor.

    The stranger looked to be in his early twenties, around six feet tall, one hundred and sixty five pounds, with sandy colored hair and green eyes. When he saw that Sean was watching him, he removed his shirt so everyone could admire his broad well-built chest and six-pack abs.

    When he ignored the man he was dancing with, it became obvious that he was dancing for Sean’s pleasure, moving as suggestively as possible. Sean had to admit that the guy was really built and had one great ass on him.

    Brian didn’t seem to take notice of the act unfolding in front of him as he watched some guys dancing on the opposite side of the floor. When the half-naked dancer actually grabbed his crotch for Sean, Sean broke off his admiring stare and shifted to the other side of the dance floor as well.

    The longer the night went on, the hotter it got in the club. The hotter it got, the more shirts came off, until almost no one was wearing anything above the waist except the occasional hat. The dance floor was filled with bare-chested men covered in sweat from both the exertion and the heat.

    “Honey, do you care if I go bare-chested?” Sean asked. “It’s hot as hell in here.”

    “No, go ahead. I agree it’s fucking hot, but at least they banned smoking in the bar and that makes the heat tolerable,” Brian replied.

    “Come on; let’s dance,” Sean said.

    As they walked onto the crowded dance floor, all eyes were on Sean. While Sean didn’t have a serious six-pack, his body was well-defined and you could tell that with just a little work, Sean could have the kind of body that should be in magazines.

    As Sean and Brian began to dance, the other guys continued to watch the handsome pair and gave them more room to move. The DJ played a moldy oldie by Barry Manilow, “Copacabana.” This song called for a lot of hip action and Sean had it nailed down tight.

    By the time they left the dance floor, Sean was covered in sweat like the others and Brian’s polo shirt showed wet patches both front and back.

    “Why don’t you take off your shirt and be more comfortable?” Sean asked.

    “It makes me too self-conscious,” Brian replied.

    “Your body is fantastic; show it off, honey!”

    Brian smiled at the compliment and finally gave into the heat and removed his shirt. The thing Sean noticed almost immediately was that Brian didn’t shave his chest like most of the men in the bar. He had a fine layer of hair that lightly covered his pecs and formed a tuft in between that traveled down his stomach in a line that continued in his treasure trail. It gave Brian a very manly appearance, and Sean sprouted wood just looking at his boyfriend.

    Sean got off on seeing Brian showing off his virility in that setting and was proud to be seen with him. Sean shaved his chest completely which was the trend for guys his age. Together, they were one hell of a sexy-looking duo.

    Sean got up, grabbed Brian’s hand, pulled him out onto the floor, and began to dance. Brian smiled as his eyes traveled down his boyfriend’s fine body until they reached the prominent outline of Sean’s erection running down the right side of his jeans. When he looked back up to Sean’s face, he found Sean smiling as he moved in close enough to be heard.

    “Sorry, but when you took off your shirt, my dick got hard. You are so fucking hot, Brian. I can’t stand it. I want you to fuck me right here on the dance floor.” Sean reached down and squeezed Brian’s crotch.

    A look of shock spread over Brian’s face but quickly faded as he saw how sexy the situation had become. He glanced down once more at Sean’s hard dick. When he found that he was becoming aroused too, he shut his eyes as he danced and forced his mind to concentrate on the