Birthday girl
The lights dimmed, and turned to a soft romantic glow.
The women stood around the edges of the dance floor, there was an air of anticipation.
The music started, a catchy tune on the backing track. Two female backing singers, wearing red sparkly dresses, hummed into their microphones as Matt walked slowly into the centre. The crowd whistled at the tall, handsome guy. He was wearing a smart black uniform and a peaked cap. A small microphone was taped to the side of his face.
The birthday girl, Cindy, was kneeling on a cushion in the middle of the dance floor, feeling very nervous.
“Touch me on the… inside…” Matt had started to sing, his soft, smooth voice got everyone’s attention, “A love so tender yeah.”
The backing singers repeated the last few words.
“Touch me with your fingers…” matching the actions to the words he was singing, Matt ran his hands down the front of his black jacket, then pulled it open to reveal a crisp white shirt, “Touch me on the… inside…” he threw the jacket aside.
“And love me, come on and love me”
He advanced on Cindy, working his broad shoulders and flexing his whole upper body, then dropped to his knees in front of her, raising his arms and continuing to work his body for her. His cute, bright, brown eyes twinkled at her.
“Feel my surrender, you’ve got me begging, begging for some loving from you.”
“Some loving from you” echoed the backing singers.
As the tune played, he started to unbutton his shirt. Pulling it free from his trousers, he opened the front wide.
His upper body was strong, toned, smooth and athletic. He had quite large red circles round his stiff nipples, so inviting, crying out to be rubbed and kissed. As the women whistled, he let the shirt slide off his shoulders and down his arms onto the floor. He was gorgeous.
“Touch me on the outside,” he sang, gently taking one of Cindy’s arms and placing her hand on his chest, “Don’t leave me cold, out in the open, keep me warm and safe tonight”
Cindy placed her other hand voluntarily on him, gently feeling the warmth of his body, and the firmness of his muscles.
He swayed and twisted in front of her, so instead of her rubbing his chest with her hands, he was rubbing her hands with his chest. The crowd were swaying, enjoying the sensual and sensitive act.
He took his cap off and placed it on Cindy’s head, then turned and stood up with his back to her. He looked over his shoulder.
“I’m hungry, hungry for your love.”
He walked on the spot, tensing his firm bum wrapped in his black trousers.
“Hungry, hungry when you’re near….”
He started to unbutton his trousers, then smiled and turned to face Cindy, doing his bum wiggle again.
“Touch me,” sang the backing singers, “Touch me on the inside, touch me…”
He tugged, and the trousers split open, coming off in a single piece and in one movement. He threw them aside as the crowd whistled and cheered.
He wore only a black g-string underneath, his tight, peachy, bare bum exposed. He had fabulous thighs, with just a soft covering of hair. The front of his g-string bulged impressively and he swayed as the women whistled and Cindy stared.
“Don’t leave me wanting, and unwanted,” he sang.
“Touch me,” sang the backing singers, “Touch me on the inside…”
He knelt in front of Cindy again, this time she needed no encouragement to put her hands on his chest and gently feel him as he swayed and sang.
“Lying in your arms girl, waiting for your love..”
He held both of her hands gently as he stood up, pressing them against his body so they slid down his chest, down his firm stomach and onto his thighs. She felt his gorgeous legs and blushed.
The crowd was joining in, with whistles and swaying.
He let go of her hands, and took the cap off her head, holding it in front of his g-string.
“Touch me on the inside, touch me with your fingers, touch me tenderly”
“Is this surrender?” sang the backing singers.
“And I surrender,” sang Matt, swaying and flexing, “To your mercy, and control…”
He tugged at his g-string and it fell apart, leaving him wearing just his boots and holding the cap in front of his pelvis.
The crowd cheered as he stood there, virtually naked. Every inch of his body was strong, firm, toned, masculine, sexy…
And he lifted his cap to place it on his head…
Cindy’s eyes went straight to his penis.
“Mercy - and control” echoed the backing singers.
Matt’s penis was hanging down, but clearly enlarged. It stood slightly away from his balls. He had a small patch of soft brown hair around the base of his penis.
The crowd clapped and whistled and cheered.
Matt let one arm hang by his side, and he saluted Cindy with the other.
“Oh I’m hungry for you girl”
He sank to his knees, and leaned back on his haunches, legs apart, both hands resting on his buttocks, penis proudly displayed for everyone.
“Touch me on the inside, touch me on the outside, touch me with your fingers, just touch me all you can”
“Touch me,” echoed the singers, “Inside… outside… all you can.”
“Just touch me!” sang Matt, flexing his body, rocking his pelvis, making his penis sway gently.
He flung his arms up in the air.
“Touch me!”
And the music finished with a flourish.
Cindy applauded, the crowd whistled, cheered, shouted compliments.
The music started again, this time just the backing track with no singing. Matt ripped off the microphone and tossed it aside.
He stood up, remaining full-frontal, and bowed to Cindy, then turned to the crowd and bowed to them.
“Thank you ladies!”
“More! More!” the crowd chanted.
He dropped to all fours and still wearing his cap and boots, he started doing push ups, his long penis dangling. The women clearly loved it. Looking directly at Cindy, who blushed deeply, he changed from push ups to gently simulating sex. Pushing his pelvis forward, he gave the women an insight into his technique. They were clapping, encouraging him, blowing kisses.
He edged closer to Cindy, and stopped in mid thrust. He gave her a naughty smile, and neatly flipped over onto his back. The crowd cheered as he started moving his pelvis up in the air, slowly and gently.
Cindy was sweating, imagining him in bed. He was incredibly agile, flexible and above all gentle. It was wonderful to watch his strong powerful body making such carefully controlled and delicate movements.
She fantasised about being on the receiving end of such a careful, considerate lover.
He stood up and took Cindy’s arm, helping her to stand. He bowed to the audience, then turned to Cindy and bowed to her. Then turned back to face the crowd, dropped to his knees, legs apart and penis on display, and placed Cindy’s hands on his shoulders. He took his cap off and threw it aside.
The crowd went wild.
