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SEX IN A GLASS HOUSE
SEX IN A GLASS HOUSE
Author: C.E.AIHES

NIGHT SHADE

Author: C.E.AIHES
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-16 17:31:28

001

AUGUST

The nightlife in LA was always thrilling. The clubs around were buzzing with illuminating lights. I had already arrived at the club.

Last night, I matched with another man on Blink It, and now I was meeting him here.

The moment I stepped out of the Uber, I could feel eyes follow me, but not in judgment, just in awe.

They never thought they’d see a man with such a body. I had a full hourglass figure with a very pretty face.

I wore a black tank top, low-rise denim shorts, and a black boot that made my calves more defined.

My spine tattoo, glint of dermal piercings were one full display, all intentional.

Money was tight, but it didn’t need to show on my face.

I handed the bouncers my invite and they nodded, leading me into the heat of the club.

The club was named Veil because most big names came here to disappear. And in Veil, discretion was their law.

I headed into the velvet part of the club, which was strictly by invitation.

I had high expectations for this one, I wanted him to be what his profile promised. His name was Nightshade, and his bio said he was a dominant, exactly what I needed.

After he added me on Blink, we spoke a little and he sent the invite. There was some dark about him which would usually repulse me, but instead it was like a magnet drawing me in. It hooked me in like a hand on my throat.

I showed the bouncers my invite again, One glared at me before taking my phone to confirm. Once he confirmed, he signaled the second bouncer who pushed the door open, revealing nothing but darkness.

I walked in, closing the door from behind. Back of the club by Kwn thumped low, but I wasn't alone.

“Sit” a thick voice spoke.

My whole body shuddered. The room smelled like whiskey and Expensive cologne. The type you don't find at the mall.

“Won't I at least see who I'm going to be Fucking?” I asked, voice edging at defiance.

No response.

I sat down, the chair sinking in, swallowing me whole.

I could hear the drink pouring, footsteps then he handed it to me, I could only see his hands.

“It sets the mood,” he murmured

In one gulp, I had emptied the glass, burning down my throat.

The moment I felt his hands on my shoulders, a wave of heat spread throughout my body. I knew it wasn't going to be gentle.

I could feel a soft fabric placed over my eyes.

“Relax,” he breathed.

He turned on the light, but I couldn't see his face clearly because of the blindfold.

He took my hands, guiding me to my feet. Slowly he took off my clothes. His hands traced my spine tattoo as though he was studying it.

His hands moved to my silver ring piercings on my nipple rubbing on it slowly.

I drew in a sharp breath, my chest rising to his touch.

“Sensitive” he whispered into my ear.

I could only nod.

He took his time on each nipple, then he replaced his hands with his mouth teasing slowly before sucking on them.

I bit my lip, trying to hold back a moan.

He spanked my ass, causing my whole body to shudder.

“Don’t hold back” he whispered.

His hands worked their way down to the jock strap I had worn, thin, black, and seductive.

He scoffed. “Show off”

“You picked me” I hissed.

My cock was already hard and twitching inside my jock strap. He snapped it loose causing me to gasp.

“You don't talk unless you're asked to August”

The way my name rolled off his tongue was magnificent. I would listen to it all day long.

“Yes, sir” I managed a whisper.

He turned me, kissing my tattoos slowly like he wanted to worship them.

His hands moved to my waistline, tracing my silver glint dermal piercings.

“So fucking beautiful “ he murmured.

I forced myself to bite back my smile.

“Bend,” he said in a firm tone.

His hands gripped both ass cheeks, spreading them open.

I felt his tongue working its way in my hole.

“Fuck” a moan escaped my lips.

He was good at this.

“Please”

I felt a very sharp sting on my ass.

“What did I say?”

“No talking” I responded.

“Good boy.”

“Kneel,” he said, his voice drained of emotion.

I could feel my heart pounding, but what was life without risks?

I knelt without asking questions.

“Open,” he said, gesturing to my mouth.

I opened my mouth, welcoming his warm cock that was already dripping with pre cum.

I felt a cold metal on my tongue and my eyes widened when I realized. He has piercings on his cock.

He grabbed a handful of my hair, pushing his cock deeper into my mouth.

He moved my head faster, causing me to gag. Then he came inside my mouth.

“Swallow it” he commanded.

After swallowing, he led me to his bed, and then he asked.

“Condoms or no condoms?”

“No condoms” I replied.

“Turn and bend,” he said, with no hesitation.

I felt a slap on my ass. “You want this cock so bad”

“Mmh” I bit back another moan.

“Let it all out August, tell me what you want” I could hear the smirk in his tone.

“I want you to fuck me” I managed a whisper.

“How bad do you want it?” he asked.

“Till I can't walk,” I said.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I responded.

He plunged his two fingers into my ass, causing me to moan.

“Fucking hell”

His fingers dug into my hips, raising me higher as he forced my head against the mattress.

“Please fuck me” I begged.

He slapped my ass again.

“When I put it in, I want you to count the piercings.”

“Yes sir”

The head of his cock pressed against me slowly, causing me to bite my fingers.

He took my two arms, folding them behind me as he pushed in slowly.

“One, two, three, four, fuck” My eyes rolled back in pleasure.

Another spank.

“That wasn't a number August.”

He pulled out and pulled in again but faster.

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight”

“Fuckkkk” I moaned out loud, my hands gripping the sheets.

He leaned in, whispering in my ear “You were born for this Cock”

“Harder” I cried, my hands still folded back.

He increased his pace, and I thought my guts would explode.

He kept on spanking me as he pounded into me.

My moans were shameless and I was close.

“I’m close” I yelled

“You’ll come when I want you to August”

He released my hands and moved one of his hands to work my throbbing cock.

“Fuckkk” All I could see was white.

He grunted” I'm going to cum inside you,” he said.

One hard thrust and an orgasm ripping through me.

My whole body shuddered, spurts of cum washing all over my body as I climaxed.

I could feel the cum dripping from my ass. My eyes were heavy already.

“Turn,” he said.

One grip on my throat and I knew we weren't done.

“I thought we were done?”

“Oh August, you're in for a ride.”

One hard thrust, and I arched my back.

“Fuck, don't stop” I moaned.

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