The pulsating bass of the party echoed through the dimly lit hallway as Fernando and Wantonboy sought a private moment. Cornered, Fernando's eyes locked onto Wantonboy's crotch, lust overriding caution. He sank to the floor, pulling out Wantonboy's throbbing cock, the scent of sweat and arousal filling the air. Wantonboy's fingers entwined in Fernando's hair as he guided his mouth, the wet warmth of Fernando's throat driving him closer to the edge. The distant chatter and laughter of the partygoers served as a dangerous soundtrack to their forbidden act.