-vibrations were sent through my desk as I received a text message-

Hey Mike, it's Steph. Me, Sophie and Max wanted to know if you wanted to come to Satan's club tonight, I have four tickets and I was going to invite Becca, but you know how much of a lightweight she is and she turns into a mega slut when she is 'drunk'.

Text back, much love, Steph xx

I was surprised to get a text like this from Steph. Only two days ago, we had a massive argument about the past. We had a lot of history she was my first love and something deep down was telling me that she was the one for me. I had gotten a bit drunk at a party we were at and all the feelings came flooding back. I went over to her and confronted her about cheating on me with some jock that was a couple of years older than us. I was hurt, angry and more so, felt betrayed.

We had a lot of trust in each other since we had grown up together from the age of four. Going to the same schools and choosing the same lessons and wanting the same things from life. Everything I had with her just seemed so perfect. I was in love at 18 some people may say that is naive but ya know what you cannot help what you feel and I knew it was love. After the flashback of that night we had argued I finally replied.

Hey Steph, yeah I'd love to come with you guys, I'll be over at about half 6?

See you then doll. xx

"Hey Michael, I'm off out tonight. I'm staying around a friends house I won't be back until late afternoon, early evening!" My brother shouted from inside his room. My brother was eighteen now and my parents had become bored of his antics, late home from god only knows what and the mess he created. They had thrown him out. He hadn't a job nor any sort of place to stay and so as the only family willing to take him in, I let him stay in the flat on two conditions, that he has to find a job and didn't create a mess.

He has one job as a fast food restaurant run around boy. So I had no real reason to not let him stay with me. It was nice to have someone else around, at first moving into my own flat it was lush. My own place of peace and zen, then I started to feel lonely letting friends stay over messing up the place. I must admit I am a little bit of a clean freak so I hated it, but I hated being lonely more so, made that compromise.

Time had moved ever so slowly but it finally reached quarter past six and my brother as usual was late getting ready, I wanted him out before I went so I could go around to clean the place up a bit.

"Joe hurry up! you are taking forever!" I shouted from the front door. Finally he came out from his room.

"All right see ya bro!" and with that he left with his bag which was as half as big as he was, I couldn't help but think how stupid he looked. I looked around my flat, of course to the un-trained eye it was spotless but I couldn't help but think how disgustingly dirty it looked. Time was tight and I couldn't clean my flat and make it to Steph's on time, another flaw of mine. Punctuality. I had to be where ever I was going by the time I had set. So I made the compromise and left my flat in the state it was.

I arrived at Steph's just on time, as Steph, Sophie and Max got into Steph's mum's car and with that we set off to Satan's club. It was the place to be. The best club in the whole west country. Celebrities would often make an appearance. I couldn't help but wonder how Steph had managed to get those tickets.

"Hey Steph, how did you come across those tickets?" I asked. Her mum gave her a look that seemed to say

'Yes Steph, HOW did you get those!?' Steph just gave me an evil glare which definitely put me off asking again. Soon after the uncomfortable situation and small talk we arrived at Satan's. The building was all black with a huge devil sitting on the sign that read 'Satan's, the home of the naughty'. I wasn't sure exactly what was meant by that but I'm sure it was something to do with the secret rooms throughout the club.

We walked towards the door were two massive bouncers were standing waiting to through back in the direction in which we had just came but no to my surprise they let us straight in when Steph had gave them a quick glance of the tickets. We all entered the club, walking through the misty air into a building filled with bass, sweat, love and drink. We all raced for the bar and I bought the first round. Steph walked off without any explanation only to come back five minutes later with this extremely built guy, he looked like a building with arms and legs. He was ripped to say the least.

"Guys, this is Bill, he's the guy I've been seeing," she screamed at us trying to out do the music. We all stood there surprised. If his cock was as big as him, he would have ripped Steph in half. We all looked at each other and gave a reassuring smile.

"That's not going to last long is it now," I said in to Sophie's ear.

We spent hours dancing and getting drunk all the while Steph's new man was keeping all the sleazy guys away. It was nice to say the least. Me and Max could actually have some fun with our friends as we now had someone taking over our body guard patrols. I brought up the ticket situation again to Steph.

"How did you get those tickets again?" I said into Steph's ear as we both danced.

"I sucked some guy off for them," she said quite frankly.

"Oh Steph, I wouldn't have guessed you were like that," I replied.

"I'm not but the guy I sucked is here with us. It was Bill. So I guess things work out you know," she replied. I was a little shocked that the guy she gave a blowie too for some tickets to a club was now her boyfriend. If I'm honest I wouldn't have put it past her. She always was promiscuous.

Max and Sophie had been "seeing" each other for a while and whilst I knew they would end up together, Steph was none the wiser.

"Sophie, look over there, that guy is hot, go talk to him!" Steph said into Sophie's ear. Sophie just shook it of and carried on dancing with myself and Max.

"Hey, Max, look that girl is definitely asking for it," she then told Max. Both Max and Sophie just ignored her pretending not to be able to understand what she was saying over the music. Both got very close that night and were grinding and dancing all night with each other. Not even batting an eyelid at anyone else. I think they must have felt like the only two in the club.

"Hey Steph," I said dragging her over to the bar.

"I think Max and Sophie are together, look at them," I said to her whilst getting us more drinks. She peered over with a sense of shock on her face as she witnessed our other two friends absolutely going for it. They were snogging each others faces off. You could see they were horny, they were closer than ever. I could have swore that one of Max's hand was up Sophie's dress. Classy. In the middle of a club what a place to be getting it on I thought. We watched as they headed for the door, hand in hand and they disappeared into the night. So it was just me, Steph and her new building of a boyfriend, who to say the least didn't talk much.

"Me and Bill are going to go back to my place. You can come with us if you want, we can carry on drinking?" Steph said to me whilst Bill gave her the dirtiest look. He obviously didn't me there cock blocking him. So I declined politely and let them on there way.

So I was left in this dark, loud and smelly place. Drinking away my sorrows. When the bar man gave me a drink seemingly on the house. I looked up at him with a confused expression, he pointed to the opposite end of the bar to a figure sat on the end, with long, jet black hair wearing all black. From the distance and the alcohol coursing through my veins, I couldn't tell if it was a guy or a girl. So I downed the whiskey in front of me and headed toward them, carrying the drink they had bought for me.

"Hey thanks for the drink, can I get your name so I can thank you properly?" I screamed at them over the music, respecting their space I didn't want to talk into their ear. The person looked up. It was a guy. He has a slightly chiselled jaw, sky blue eyes, which I'm sure were contacts, and his long black hair hid the rest of his face. He was what society would label an "emo".

He stood up and grabbed my hand and walked me through to the back of the club, we walked through the crowds of sweaty, musky dancing people. Past the dark, 'naughty' rooms that had thick burgundy curtains obscuring the view inside. But the muffled sounds of ecstasy filled my ears as we walked past the rooms. The sound of someone getting off, male or female caused my cock to twitch, giving me a semi. We carried on walking down a stair case towards a door with "Personnel Only" written on it.

"I'm not sure we are allowed in here," I protested. As the guy I had just met only minutes, if that, before, walked through the door into a very neat office. Scarlet carpet and blood red furniture littered the office. The unknown guy let go of my hand and walked towards the large wooden desk. He sat down on the other side of the desk and gestured for me to sit opposite him in a red leather chair. It wasn't the most comfortable but I doubt that mattered to him. He was silent the entire time. He pulled out two glasses and a bottle of expensive whiskey and poured us both a glass. Sliding one to me across the desk. This entire situation was making me nervous but not in a negative way. He was an interesting looking guy and I found myself what he was going to do with me. I had never felt that labelling myself as straight, gay or bi wasn't correct, so I just went with the flow in all situations of the nature and if I wasn't enjoying them I would stop it. I found this guy quite good looking and some what arousing. Finally words left his lips.

"I'm Lucifer. Suiting don't you think considering I own a club called Satan's," he said in a lower voice than I had imagined, giving out a little chuckle in the process.

"Now I saw your entire evening from when you walked in til now," he said.

"Why, why have you been watching me?" I replied.

"Because I find you interesting I want to get to know you. A little about myself first eh? Well my father owned this club a few years ago and asked me to take it over since it was going down hill. I'm 24 now and live a very happy life. Full of fun of every caliber." He said in a very egotistical tune. Why was he telling me this? I'm not some broad he was he trying to court. Unless I was?

"Oh... Okay. Well that sounds like you enjoy life," I replied, not sure what to say.

"Of course I do, but I'm lacking something, someone. I'm proposing that maybe we can get to know each other on a personal level?" He said pouring me and him another drink giving me a wink. I wasn't sure what to think at this point. I wasn't down for just a cheap one nighter, for him to add my name to his little black book of people he has fucked.

"Ermm... well..." I managed to say before he interrupted.

"I don't want this to go any further tonight than just a chat and a drink. I'm not asking for anything more I promise." he said. He sounded so genuine that time and I couldn't believe that I was falling for it. But he had this charm, a charm that I hadn't seen in anyone else at all.

"Tell me a little bit about yourself," Lucifer said.

"Well I'm twenty-one, I work in a DIY store and I'm a university student. There's not much else to say to be honest," I replied.

We sat in his office for seemed like forever.

We drank, laughed and drank some more. I was far past drunk. I was absolutely paralytic.

I awoke the next morning with the worst of headaches in my bed in my flat. I don't remember letting myself in or actually the journey from Satan's to here. Lucifer must have had a taxi or something bring me here. I sat up with a heavy head looking around feeling slightly dazed. There was a note on my bed side table. It read;

Hi Mike, You passed out at the club so I had my driver bring you home. I hope you don't mind.

It was signed "L" with two kisses and a mobile number. I know instantly it was from Lucifer. I got up and decided to make myself feel better, I made a bacon sandwich, showered and cleaned the flat, again. A few hours past and then my mobile rang, it came up as L. I answered.

"Hi Mike, it's Lucifer. I was wondering if you have recovered enough to go out for a drink?" Lucifer asked.

I was still feeling a little rough but I was up for seeing Lucifer again, I needed to know whether what I felt last night was my true thoughts or just my alcohol fueled brain. I agreed and we met at a very posh bar not far from Satan's.

When I got there Lucifer was already waiting for me. I knew he hadn't been waiting long since he had two drinks waiting, one had only a few sips missing from it.

"Hi Lucifer," I said striding towards the emo-looking guy, waving.

"Please just call me L," he said and greeted me with a hug.

It wasn't the alcohol last night. This man was really something. Pale skinned, jet black hair, piercing sky blue eyes that looked straight into ones soul and thin frame. I preferred someone with a little more meat but he was perfect in every other department. We sat and drank for a few hours as the night grew heavier and the bar started to get busy. People dancing getting drunk. It seemed all so surreal. It felt as if I hadn't even been home. I was getting sleepy. L could tell.

"Shall we head back to mine or yours for a coffee?" he asked.

"We can go back to mine but its a pig sty," I replied.

L had his driver takes us back to my flat just outside the city. It wasn't much but it had all I needed and I loved it that way. We walked in and got comfortable. I had been in the kitchen making us cups of tea when L said "You have a really nice place here. Someone could eat there dinner off the floor its that clean." He didn't know it but that was quite a compliment.

"Do you think so?" I shouted back as I came into the front room where L had made himself comfortable, watching some cop show on the TV.

"No coffee?" he said.

"No, I only drink tea sorry, I can go out and get some if you want?" I said. He protested and said it was fine. We chatted about what was on the TV, life and all the other rubbish things one talks about with a new person. It was nearing midnight when L got up

"I have to go now. I hope to see you again," he said as he grabbed his long coat.

"No you can't I enjoy you being here. Can't you stay?" I said.

"Unfortunately, I can't."

"Maybe I can persuade you?" with that said, I planted a kiss on his rosey lips. We were locked in a passionate kiss when he broke it.

"Maybe I can stay for a little while longer," he said. Kissing me back and he dropped his coat and flung off his shoes. We were in a full make out session. Rubbing each others bodies through our clothing. We were on the sofa, me on top grinding into him, he was replying with bucking his hips at me.

Before I knew it, we were both in our boxer briefs. Tight from our ever growing hard-on's. Still making out he grabbed my ass and forced me into him grinding on him harder. All the while we were still locked in a deep and passionate kiss. He broke he kiss and stared into my eyes. Those blue eyes he had struck something in me and had me going crazy for him.

"Let's go to my room," I said grabbing his hand and pulling him up from the sofa. My cock lead the way, creating a tent in my boxer briefs. he was so close behind me I could feel his boner on my ass cheeks as he caressed my neck and shoulders with his lips and free hand. We got to my room and I threw him onto the bed and shut the door and locked it.

"Oooo bit rough now?" he said with a flare of something behind his grin.

I crawled up the bed licking up his legs past his dick and up his stomach to his neck where we made out some more and began grinding into each other again. He flipped me and began taking my boxer briefs off as well as his own. He kissed down my stomach to my dick where he gently kissed the length and to my balls. I wasn't the longest of guys but I was happy with what I had and that's all the mattered. He was about the same size as me.

L began to gently suck my dick taking more of me in each time he went down on me. It was driving me crazy. It was a slow, deep suck. I had never been sucked off like this and it was absolutely bliss. I wanted to taste him. So I pushed him off me and had him lay on his side as we 69'd.

The sucking and tossing session went on for about 10 minutes when I heard him mumble and I could his balls tighten. I knew what was coming. It made me suck him deep and hold him there, licking the underside of his head. Then three, four streams of his hot cum shot to the back of my throat. I had never had cum in my mouth before and it was a strange sensation. It didn't taste bad but it wasn't the nicest thing. I tried to swallow it all but there was just too much which caused me to cough and dribble some out the sides of my mouth. L got up and moved to suck me even better.

He was buried between my hips sucking deep and a lot faster now. Tossing me off and probing my hole all at the same time. I could feel it rising in the pit of my stomach. I was about to explode. He must have known this as he quickened his pace. Now one hand tossing me off and the other tugging gently at my balls. 4, 5 squirts later I was spent and he had swallowed it all. We lay on my bed in a sticky, sweaty mess for a while.

"Was that your first time giving head Mike?" L asked while we hugged.

"It was. I wish I could swallow it all as you did. That's some talent," I replied. I suggested we both get in the shower and clean off before we get some sleep. He obliged.

After we cleaned I lent him a spare pair of pajama shorts I had worn in a while. They were bright pink. Bought for me from some Uni friends as a joke. It was hilarious seeing this dark and mysterious figure in bright pink shorts.

"I look like some sort of gay vampire," he said, as I was laughing at him he pushed me onto the bed and straddled me.

"Well I have the gay part down, just have to practice being a vampire." He said as he lent down kissed me on the lips and then nibbled my neck. Now he is chuckling as I whimpered below him. I threw him off me and now I was on top of him. Pinning him down.

"I think we should get some sleep otherwise we'll need another shower," I said with a kiss.We both got into my single and snuggled tightly. The feel of his hard-on against my ass was driving me crazy. But I managed to fall asleep holding onto L.

The next morning came but L was not in my bed. I rushed up and ran into the main part of my flat. There he was, still in those hilarious pink shorts making us breakfast.

"Full English coming up," he said as he plated up the now piping hot food.

"What are we going to do today?" L asked. The images of last night were still a fresh memory playing over and over.

"Well I have some ideas." I said as I lent over the table and kissed him giving his cock a squeeze. We finished up and went back to my room. Then I realised that his driver might still be waiting for him.

"Will your driver still be downstairs?" I asked.

"O no, I told him not to bother waiting. I knew I was going to stay all night," he said with a wink.

"But you said you had to go last night... you just wanted me to almost beg," I said grabbing him. He planted a kiss.

"Of course I did. By the way you are really hot when you do." he replied. The grab had turned to an embrace and we were now making out again. Rolling around on the bed in our pajama shorts. Our dicks making tents of them.

We both got naked and I was on top, grinding L's cock into my ass cheeks.

"Hmmm that feels good. I wish I was inside you," L said.

"Beg for it and i'll see," I said with a smirk.

"Please, Mike. Please I want to feel your hot virgin hole around my dick. I want to feel it pulsate on my cock." he said. He didn't disappoint and god did those words get me hornier than ever. I reached for my drawer and pulled out some condoms and some lube. I gave him a condom to put on as I lubed up my ass.

"You have to go slow I'm new to this remember," I said as I placed his cock head against my virgin hole.

"Don't worry you're in charge," he said reassuringly. I slowly lowered myself onto his rigid cock.

The pain was unbelievable as L was totally in me. I sat there for a while getting used to the feeling of his hard cock in my ass. The pain went and it started to feel nice. Warm and pleasurable. I slowly rode him as I got used to him being in me. The pleasure was washing over me and I got faster and faster now bouncing up and down on his cock, his thrusts matching my bounce. It wasn't before he was forcing himself deep in me with quick out thrusts and deep inward thrusts. I could feel his cock twitch and writhe as he spent himself into the condom I had given him. I lay on top of him a while recomposing ourselves.

"I want you to fuck me now. I need you in me. I too feel your girth and your length deep in me. Just lube me up. No condom I want your seed in my gut," L said as he lifted his legs above his head showing me hole.

I lubed him up fingering him with two fingers before to get him relaxed I didn't want him to feel any pain. I lubed up my cock as I slowly pressed against him. My purple dick head pop in and I slowly followed after it, delving deep into him. He was moaning and spurring me on to fuck him faster and harder. I wanted to savor this moment of my first ass.

"I will do as I want!" I ordered.

He looked at me with submission not be able to say no to my cock. As I worked it in and out of him he writhed with pleasure and pushed back against me as if wanting me to go deeper. I responded to him and sped up a little and slammed against his ass.

My balls slapping his butt. I tossed him off as I fucked him deep. I could feel his hole get tighter and pulsate, he was going to cum and he shot a load all over himself as I continued to fuck him deep and hard. I drove my cock into him for a few minutes when I could feel the warmth inside as my balls tightened I slammed harder and deeper than I had before and came shot after shot deep into L's gut. We lay there a hot, piping mess for a while. We got cleaned up in the shower once more and got dressed.

"I must go now. I hopefully will see you again," L said as he kissed me firmly on the lips and exited through the door of my flat. It was a whirlwind of a night and morning and I definitely couldn't forget what it felt like to be inside someone's ass, as well being full of someone else's meat. I think that this is a new chapter in my life. I had every intention of seeing Lucifer, I mean L, again.