Solitary Spider 2: Bare Naked

THANK YOU for your reviews!! I posted a while back Changes 3:Blur but i havent worked on that story yet, so for now there'll be no Changes. Hope you enjoy the sequel to Solitary Spider!!

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One.

“Wow.. I thought I was a bitch” Arthur said across from me with shock written all over his face.
“Come on I am not a bitch” I laughed
“That poor kid was in love with you!”
“No he wasn’t. He just thought he was. Besides I told him from the beginning he was just a fuck”
“BITCH” He said. We both laughed.
“When was the last time you dated a guy?” Arthur asked as he had a drink from his vodka.
“Dunno... This guy”
“DATED... Not fucked” he smirked while I thought for a few seconds.
“That guy... the one with the weird hair cut… Frank”
“You went out with him one time and then just fucked for a few weeks”

I laughed. “What’s the difference?”
“Well... that maybe it’s time you started DATING” He suddenly got serious. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for the fucking around…”
“Then why are you bugging me” I interrupted.
“I’m all in for the fucking around…” he repeated “but it just depends on why you’re doing it”

I felt a stab in the chest. I finished my vodka a looked around the crowded club.
“I wouldn’t mind dating the fuck out of that guy” I said looking at a buffed up, tall, dark haired stud behind Arthur. Arthur turned and laughed.
“Helpless” he said finishing his drink while the stud seductively smiled at me. As I walked past Arthur towards the stud, he took hold of my arm and said “Just…” He stopped himself, smiled and finished by saying “start helping me get some you selfish bitch” I laughed.

The stud kicked the door shut. His lips were warm and soft. My ears were deaf from the club’s music. He took my pants off. I was dizzy. I massaged his bare dick and he massaged my ass over my black calvin klein’s. Shirts off. His body was smooth. My dick was hard. His too. I sucked him off. He sucked mine on the bed. I fingered him. His dick vibrated inside me. I moaned in pain and pleasure. Body was numb and tingly. His hard chest against my back. Our bodies warm and sweaty. He moaned. An explosion inside me. Kiss as I grab his ass. Tight and smooth. Scream as I drove my dick inside him.

In,out he moans. In,out his ass bangs against my hip. In,out I moan. In, out I turn him around and spread his legs. In, out he sucks my finger as I sway my hips. He pulls me on top him as I come. I collapse beside him, sweaty and panting.

“Fuck” he says. I chuckle and close my eyes. Breathing normalizes then deepens. A door. Two knocks. “Coming” a man shouts from the inside. Three knocks. I open my eyes. My heart pounds hard as I turn to see the stud sleeping next to me. I stare at the ceiling for a second and then find my Calvin’s on the floor. I put them on, then my jeans and shirt. As I walk towards the door I see James opening the door. I see the picture of him and Will kissing. JOHN NAZETTI´S gay sex TAPE. I shake the images out of my mind and quietly exit his apartment.

“But it just depends on why you’re doing it” Arthur’s words echoed inside my head.

Two.

I took a sip of my coffee in my favorite red mug as I stared at the blank screen page. I massaged my forehead and sigh. Phone rings and I walked towards it.
“Hello?”
“Hey!” Arthur greeted excitedly. “How’d it go?”
“Oh.. fine, yeah. Good”
“You have your angst writer tone of voice”
“Yeah” I chuckled.” Why´d you ever let me become a writer?”
“Hell, there’s dumber people than you getting published, you deserved a chance” he laughed. “Wanna meet for lunch?”
“Sure”
“ Benny’s at 1. Love ya”
I rolled my eyes “Ok.. me too. See you then”. Arthur was my best friend and I loved him but ever since the shit happened he kept repeating over and over that he loved me. I appreciated it but his attempts to making me feel better were far to transparent. And besides, I was fine
“Fucked up, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional” my mom’s response to whenever I used the word came to mind.

“Fuck…” I turned to monitor off and walked towards the full body mirror in my closet. I stared at my shirtless body and started getting hard. “Freak” I thought. Guess I’m still a vain motherfucker even though my body isn’t quite the same. Sixteen months ago my body was smooth and my white skin almost glowed, they used to call me Vampire John because of that and my piercing black eyes. “Still have them” I said as I stared into my black eyes. I haven’t lost my looks but I’m just… different. Maybe it’s my own perception because I’m no longer a model. If I didn’t have my looks still I wouldn’t fuck as many studs as I do. James’ face suddenly flashed in my brain. I dashed out of the closet, put clothes on and left my apartment.

I started to calm down as the cold breeze hit my face while I jogged through the park in front of my building. I took in the air as I looked at the colors all around me. The sky was deep, bright blue, the trees were green even the pavement shone in its grayness. “It’s not all shit” I thought. Suddenly I see straight ahead, a man jogging towards my direction. I can’t see him clearly but he looks good. Very good. Medium height, blondish hair. We’re getting closer, is he looking at me? Strong chest. Bet he has a good ass. Thin, smooth. I start getting hard as I keep jogging towards him. Closer and closer. He’s definitely looking at me. His eyes shine when he sees me closer. I smirk. “Vampire eyes.. on” I signal my eyes to fuck him to a halt. He smiles and passes beside me. “Fuck” I think as I keep jogging. Then I realize I had butterflies in my stomach, and they were going wild.

“Hey!” Someone shouts behind me. I immediately stop and turn and see him jogging back towards me. “OH SHIT” I think as my butterflies go crazy and start fucking each other.
He stands in front of me and says “Hey” as he tries to normalize his breath. Great voice..
“Hey” I answer coolly. I don’t know what good all the picking up guys did because I had no idea what to say, and maybe he didn’t either because he just chuckled nervously.
“I’m John” I sad stretching out my hand.
“Adam” he smiled. Ooh, smooth hand. And hard. His dick immediately flashed in my head. I’m a mess…
“Want to get something to drink?” he offered.
“Sure” I said without thinking.

A while later after finishing our juices and started going on coffee in a small coffee shop near the park, we were finally comfortable and talking.
“Are you an actor or something?” he asked.
“No” I chuckled.
“Damn.. I’ve always wanted to tell people I dated an actor” he laughed.
“I uhm.. used to be a model”
“No shit”
“Yeah”
“That’s... even better” he chuckled lightly. “So you’re not anymore?”
“No.. I’m sort of a writer now”
“A writer too! Sure you’re not an actor?”
“Nope” I can’t believe how nervous I am.
“How’d you end up a writer?”
The crush induced nerves disappeared as my past flooded inside me.
“I just stopped enjoying it” My tone was harsher than I intended. “And… I’ve always loved writing; I used to write all the time when I was a kid, so I just went back to it”
“Have you been published?” he smiled. He was cute.
“Yeah… two books. Uhm, Changes, 1 and 2.”
“Cool… I’ll have to look them up. Are you writing anything now?”
“Trying to. Not doing so good. What do you do?”
“I’m a dancer”
“Figured”
“Why” He laughed.
“You have the body”
“Is it good?” he teased.
“Dunno yet” I beamed. A cellphone ring interrupted the sexual tension and scared my hard on away. It was my cell. It was Arthur.
“Shit!” I said as I looked at the time.
“boyfriend?” Adam joked half heartedly.
“No,no… I’m meeting my best friend for lunch”
“Oh” he smiled.
“I’m not dating anyone” I reassured him.
“Want to?”
I smiled. “Definitely” I said.

“What I’m I doing” I thought after saying goodbyes and saving his number in my cell. As I jogged back to my apartment I looked at it and saw the bright black name shining on screen,“Adam”. I wasn’t sure if I felt warm butterflies or cold, stabbing fear.

Three.

“OK, so how are you?” Arthur asked from across the table. Two weeks had passed since I met Adam and ever since then we’ve met almost every day.
“I’m fi-“ I stopped myself before I used my usual bullshit response “I’m good” I chuckled. “I’m nervous. I don’t know…” Arthur smiled. “I just don’t… want… things to get bad” I couldn’t get my words straight in my mind but I felt my entire body cold and whirling.

“Hey” Arthur forced me to look at him “This is good…” he smiled.
“Yeah… I know” I smiled too. “You should meet him! Come with me tonight to this club his dancing in. I’ll pick you up at 10”
“I feel like I’ve been here before” I thought out loud as we walked towards the club’s entrance.

“Have you?” Arthur asked.
I looked at the place and the bold lettered “Thirst” stamped it. “No” I replied. We went inside and the club was almost packed. I felt the music banging in my ears, inviting me to dance. I searched the place looking at the gogo spots but Adam wasn’t dancing yet.

“Wanna drink?” Arthur asked.
“Nah” I said following him towards the bar. The bartenders were hot and from the types of men inside I had a feeling it was more exclusive than I thought. As I stood by the bar most men that passed by me looked at me and half smiled, or winked at me. “Guess I still have it” I thought.

“I need to get me some funkier looking friends” Arthur said. Arthur wasn’t ugly, he was actually very attractive. He had white skin, greenish eyes, light brown hair and a cute smile. His only disadvantage was that he was thin and could use getting a little more ripped. But I don’t think that’s why he didn’t get any when he was with me because he has something that beams and attracts, I think it’s more out of will. Maybe he thinks it’s more important staying by my side in case anything happened than making out with a guy in the club.

Suddenly the lights went off and a ray of light boomed on a woman on one of the gogo stages. Then another on a man, then a woman, another man and finally on Adam. Suddenly a beat started and the gogo´s started to move. The beat was magnetic and Adam was hotter than I’d realized.
“Is that him?” Arthur asked beside me.
“Yup”
“I hate you”

The song started getting under my skin and as I watched Adam the urge to fuck him increased. The song ended and the gogo’s stood perfectly still at the very last beat of the song. The lights on the stages turned off and the club’s lights turned back on with a loud beat for the party to begin.
Memories of where I was suddenly stabbed me and I immediately asked Arthur if this used to be another club. He was taken by surprise by my sudden urgency. “Why? What-“
“Tell me!”
“Uh, yeah… they remodeled it and changed almost everything but the concept’s almost the same” he explained.
“What was the name”
“Uh…. Da- F-“ he thought as the music boomed and the club beat. “Passion! Yeah, passion”

I felt my chest cold and as if something had fallen inside my stomach. “But why- What’s wrong?” He asked as I looked at the Dj booth above, I could see the shadow moving but I obviously couldn’t see who it was. “Fuck how didn’t I realize right away” I thought.
“What’s wrong” Arthur asked again, taking me by my arm, forcing me back to reality.
“Nothing… this…I came here with Will” I felt a knot in my throat. I could see the pain in Arthur’s face, sure he’d blame himself for not knowing and bringing me here.
“Do you want to go?”
Yes. “No… no, I’m here for Adam. No it’s fine. Let’s dance” I didn’t feel like dancing but I couldn’t stand there petrified, I needed to stop thinking. The good thing was that I loved the song that began and beat immediately went inside me, and it wasn’t very difficult for me to let go and start moving. Arthur went to the bathroom “Be right back” he smiled and disappeared in the crowd.

I looked at the stages but the gogo’s weren’t dancing. I closed my eyes and started dancing. I felt I was floating in a timeless place and there were no thoughts in my mind. My body was alive and moving with every beat of the song. I repeated the words in my head “Dance the night away live your life and stay out on the floor…” I jumped as I felt two strong hands on my hips. I opened my eyes and smiled at the thought of turning around and kissing Adam’s full lips, grabbing his naked, smooth torso. I turned around and my heart sank.

“Hi” James said in front of me. “Lalalalalalala” the crowd started jumping with the climax of the song. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t say anything. I felt my face was burning. Sixteen months I had been thinking why would he do something like that, were they always together, was everything a plan, maybe I deserved it for cheating on him, would I be where I am if that hadn’t happened, why would he do it, why, why, WHY.

It all started bubbling inside me, burning inside me. James was about to say something and before I could stop myself I punched him on the face, throwing him on the ground.