A whirring sound of machinery echoed throughout the club, drowning out the sound of the music from the sound system, which quickly was turned off by an unseen hand. Up on the stage, where one of the Lunar Queens had been performing a song, the singing had stopped. The patrons at the bar had put their drinks down, and every man in the place was staring up at the ceiling in anticipation.
"What the hell's that noise?" Paul asked in confusion.
"Just look up," Holly said, his eyes focused on the ceiling. Paul looked up to see the whole roof of the club rolling back, not unlike the retractable roof on the more modern major league sports stadiums.
While it hadn't opened enough to see the moon yet, the moonlight itself had begun to filter down upon the patrons, including Holly and Paul. Paul was confused, but couldn't take his eyes off the night sky.
"Mmmm...ughooohh..." moaned Holly, rubbing his breasts, a sheen of sweat glistening on every inch of visible skin. "Has the heat hit you yet...Paul?" Holly was breathing heavily, clearly becoming aroused.
Paul was acutely aware that indeed, it had gotten quite a bit warmer. He was aware of a tingling in his groin, and noted that he had a raging hard on, for no apparent reason that he could think of.
Forcing himself to take his eyes off the sky, he glanced around the room, seeing that he wasn't alone in his arousal. All of the men in the club were becoming equally hot and bothered, growing undeniably more affectionate with each other.
The queen on stage had replaced their microphone with a headset microphone, going from entertainer to emcee in a flash. "Welcome to all the newcomers here tonight at Club Moonstruck!" the strawberry-haired shemale said. "Are you ready to get..." the emcee paused, seemingly overcome for a moment, "Mmm...are...are you ready to...get...wild?"
The roof continued to retract, letting more moonlight in. Holly, along with everyone in the room, began to grow more aroused. He nuzzled Paul, nipping at his neck, fumbling at Paul's fly before managing to get Paul's raging hard on out.
Paul gasped as the light hit his cock, and he shoved his tongue hard down Holly's throat. His hand immediately ran up Holly's thigh again, hiking the cocktail dress up as he stroked Holly's cock.
Paul could hear the emcee's voice echoing through the sound system as he continued to make out with Holly. "Mmm.." the emcee moaned.."soo hard to hold it back...so hot...so...soo..." Paul looked up to see the queen shedding her gown, her cock hard as she stared at the sky.
Holly slid to the floor, raising his ass in the air to Paul, hiking the dress up. 'Fuck me...fuck me as we change.." Holly gasped.