A Bisexual Club

On the Border, At The Club

Ileft JD's friend ambigious, m/f old/ young ?

anyone wanna step in and guide JD, feel free!!

As he glanced around the room, as much to disguise his nervousness as to see who was here, he noticed a small gathering at a table near the piano. Several young, attractive women and a man, who seemed to be getting ready to leave.
"Don't go" he thought. He wanted him to come over to the bar, order a drink , and maybe JD could engage him in conversation, he seemed approachable, and not bad looking; JD caught his breath, as he realized he had just ck'ed out a man, and the realization shook him, if only for a minute.
:confused: :devil: :heart: :eek: :kiss:
 
Darren

Darren looked up in surprise when Ashley spoke, not having heard the man approach.
"Oh, hey. I'm Darren." he said, looking into the man's eyes. He offered his hand. "And you are...?"
 
Hope and Disapointment

He's walking this way, over here, this way, this way, nooo, as he passed JD and sauntered up to another, halfway down the bar. JD didn't notice, but the bartender, a long time observer of the human condition, watched this little mini drama, and with a weary, knowing shake of his head, continued to make JD's second drink, which he christened to himself "Hope on the rocks"
and laughing to himself at his double ontondre. It was not the first time he made such a drink, he reflected, nor would it be the last.


"Have Mercy, Been Waitin' on The Bus All Day"

Billy and Boys





















:eek: :( :cool: :confused: :heart:
 
She felt the hand on her leg and gave her a slightly flirty smile,

"On my mind? A little fun, a little relaxation with a beautiful woman..."

She brushed her hand against Amys cheek.
 
He moved his hand to take Darrens,

"Ashley, Ashley Proudman"

He gave a small shrug,

"Thought you could use a little company."
 
Adrian scoped the place out from just inside the door,

"Some groups were forming and everyone seemed pretty cool. The place wasn't bad... his eyes scanned the place. Life was slow and he had to admit he'd come to this place to find a little action. He spotted one guy sitting alone and decided to take a shot. After all this spot had it's reputation.

He moved himself next to JD and sat down,

"I'll have one of whatever he's having."

He turned glancing, knowing his thoughts were obvious, but why pretend.

"Hi buddy"

Offered his hand,

"Adrian."
 
Stand In the Door

It seemed to JD that he had been in a trance, or had just been "beamed up", as he became aware of several things happening, simultaneously. Startled, he shook his head, as if to clear the fog away, and realized that the bartender was talking to him. No, not him, to someone sitting next to him, a young women, and she was fumbling in her purse, looking for something.
Allow me, he said, assuming she was paying for her drink. Almost immediately, he regretted his rash outburst. As she turned to look at him, she came up with a pen in her hand, undoubtedly to write on the piece of paper she was holding in her hand.:p :rolleyes: :eek: :confused:


"What would ya do , if I sang out of tune, would you stand up and walk out on me "
 
Amy Carlton

Her touch sent shivers up my spine. It had been so long since another woman had touched me like that, so caring and gentle.

I moved closer to her and leaned in gently kissing her on the cheek than quicky backing away

"I'm sorry about that. I guess I couldn't resist that."
 
Willow only smiled softly in response shaking her head slightly, then she leaned close and returned the kiss but this time on the lips.

"Never apologize for bestowing a gift. I was kind of hoping you would do that..."

Her hand drifted down her neck a bit, tracing the countour of her form.
 
Amy Carlton

Her kiss sent fire through me and her gentle touch made me want more but I held back. I reached up and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before pulling her back in for another kiss.
 
She closed her eyes feeling their full lips pressed together, her hand on the back of her head. Willow's hand slid slowly down and around her waist, while the other pulled Amy's hand further up her thigh.
 
Amy

I felt her pull me close to to her and her caress began tp quicken. In the midst of it I felt my had being invited to venture farther up her silky thigh. I gently moved it around the front to explore a bit on her inner thigh tracing the curves that lie there not quite venturing up to where her legs met.
 
I quivered lightly as her fingernails tickled the sensative skin of the inside of my thigh. I took a small breath then resumed the kissing, my tounge tracing over the outside of her lips, begging for entrance.
 
Darren

Darren pulled his hand away from Ashley's with shock, before smiling weakly.
"Sorry. This is my first time in a place... like this, I'm not used to guys being so... well, sorry." he said, smiling again. "Nice to meet you, anyway, Ashley. Are you here... alone?"
 
Amy Carlton

"Let's move this somewhere a little more private. There are a few rooms upstairs. follow me" I removed myself from where we sat in the booth and headed for a narrow stairway at the back of the bar. Only had I seen others use it before but now it was my turn.

When I reached the second floor I turned into the first unoccupied room to wait for Willow to join me.
 
Ashley pulled his hand back, but kept his smile.

"Oh... that's allright I understand. I was new once too"

He gave a softer smile then nodded,

"Yeah. This isnt' really a place you take a date."

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I was surprised as she slid out of the booth, but a pleasant surprise of course. I followed gladly, enjoying watching her as she hurried down the hall. I knew I was more of a rebound, but hey, that's what kind of a place. And besides, it could turn into something more... never know.

As she turned the corner I grinned entering in, leaning against the door frame I looked around,

"These are nice... I didn't even know they were here..."
 
What kind of bar is this???

Name: Mark
Age: 45
Orientation: bisexual
Height: 6'2"
Wieght: 200lbs
Hair: Brown, after coloring it to not feel like I am getting old...
Facial Hair: moustache and goatee.. also graying...
Relationship Status: Divorced after wife found out I love giving head to other men, as well as having sex with women... Sometimes been fortunate to have both at once... love it...
Residence: Just moved to town following messy divorce... needed to get the hell out of Dodge and make a new start...
Looking for: new friends and playmates...

Walking downtown, scoping out the new city, I walk past this bar. About 1/2 block later, I decide I'm thirsty and go back. As I enter the bar, I see groups of people along with singles and pairs. It doesn't take long to discover that some of the pairs are same sex. I nod and say hello to people as I make my way to the bar and order a drink, my favorite; Rum & Coke...
As the bartender returns with my drink, I pay for my drink and give a tip. As I do so, I lean over and quiety ask the bartender, "what's this place is like? Did I just hit the jackpot and happen to wander into a gay bar?" As I ask, visions and memories of taking other men home from other gay bars, or slipping into the restroom, or other available places, starts an anticipation and stirring down below.
"Nope," the barkeep stated matter of factly, "not a gay bar". I feel disapointed and confused at his answer, as I look around again and my gaydar is going off like crazy. "This is a club for bisexuals," he finishes his answer. Upon hearing this, I light up, the confusion lifts as does my cock at the luck of my discovery.
I sit at the bar and just begin to people watch, finding myself attracted to several of the patrons, both men and women.
"Lucky me," I think to myself... "wonder if I can score tonight." I sit and sip my drink watching and scanning the club for promising, potential partners. It has been a long time since I've had sex with anyone but myself; no men... no women... So many sights making the hardness even harder and a creating a craving sensation in my mouth...:eek:
 
Amy Carlton

I watched her as she stood in the door.

"I just found out about them a few weeks ago, but never found anyone to bring up." I raise myself up from where I sat on the bed and glided up to her taking her in my arms and finishing the kiss we had started downstairs. Gently I ran my fingers through her hair continuing the touch down her back a bit. Pulling back I linger a bit nuzzzling into her cheek. "Damn, you're beautiful" I wisper in her ear
 
Woohoo

She smiled into the kiss, wrapping her arms tight around her waist and slowly stepping back towards the bed. Her lips parted as she deepened the kiss... her eyes flutering a bit, aching to see this girl entirely and to share a little pleasure.
 
Adrian sighed having gained no reaction from the man, this bar was pretty busy but it certainly seemed everyone was allready paired up.

Frowning he checked his watch, allready 9:30 and not so much as a prospect. He ordered another drink and leaned against the bar, watching for newcomers. He spotted one new comer, and the guy he'd been hitting on checking out other guys. What the hell? Maybe he was just shy, Adrian figured he'd take another shot once he warmed up to thiings.
 
Darren

Darren smiled, casting a glance at the patrons of the bar.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." he said, chuckling softly. Darren finished his drink, placing it back down on the bar.
"So, tell me a little about yourself." he said, emboldened a little by the alcohol he had drunk, knowing full well he was getting tipsy. Still, he knew it was more than just the drink that was stirring his cock when he looked at Ashley.
 
I'll Have another...

I order another drink, as I countinue to people watch... There is a really cute guy at the bar who seems to be cruising... Unfortunately, he seems to be eyeing another hunk, and as I watch, his eyes moved from this guy, looking to be in his mid to late twenties, and slowly turns his head in my direction... our eyes meet and I instinctively nod hello as he returns a nod... our eyes hold for what seems five minutes and we both smile, before his gaze returns to the boy he's been eyeing... Secretly hoping that the youngster will turn him down, I wonder what he may be carrying in his pants, instinctively fantasising of what it may look, feel and taste like... God... sure would love to take him home... or even find somewhere to just blow him, and fulfill the fantasy I've created... I turn my stool to face the bar for now, hiding the tent forming in my tight jeans... then, I decide... what the hell... why hide it... maybe it'll help me get a catch... and I do so enjoy exhibiting myself... seems like an ok place to do so... slowly I turn my stool till I am leaning back on the bar with my arms, feeling a thrill as I now know that my hardon is visible to anyone who happens to look my way...:devil:
 
Adrian's eye cought on one other handsome devil sitting acrossed the bar for him. He smiled, returning the polite nod, but his eyes drifted downward. Damn! Just as he was gonna get a good eyeful the man turned. He sighed and sunk into his stool, but glanced back in time to see that he had turned back and was smirking a bit.

Adrian felt his own manhood stirring in his pants, the 11 inches starting to swell at the thought of what was making that sizeable bulge. He decided to make a move, the guy was obviously horny, and they'd both score.

He walked over and sat next to him grinning a bit,

"Hey, you look like you got a lot of tension down under, if you don't mind me saying."
 
Ashley nodded,

"Me? Ah, just a guy. I work in an office, pretty boring crap. Used to be a mason, now that was a great job, good for the body. But I moved and ended up with this job I hate. You know, nice pay check, boring cubicle... the american dream."

Snorted a bit as he took a shot of whiskey from the bartender.

"Just come here to get away from it all. Sometimes I get lucky and meet a good looking guy... girl. This is that kind o f a bar I guess.."

He gave him a wink. He took another quick shot before straitening up on the stool. His pants getting a small bulge in the front, as he felt his cock beginign to stirr. His thoughts on pretty much one thing,

' Man I'd love to get into this guys pants.'

What about you?
 
Chad shows up

Chad, the 26 year old bartender, shows up for his shift at the club. He started out as a regular and got the job tending bar a few months ago. Standing 5'11", 180, with short brown hair and hazel eyes, his friendly persona has helped many a first time visitor feel at ease here.
 
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