fight.”
“Don’t they have a fight, like, every five minutes?” Lucas had to shout to be heard.
“Yeah, but he’s my friend, so I need to go. I don’t want you to have to deal with this; I’m sure it’s nothing. Look, just have a drink and dance and have fun, and I’ll be back before you know it. Sorry.” Nate kissed him and squeezed his hand before he turned away.
“No, I’ll come with you!”
But Nate was already swallowed in the crowd, and Lucas stood there forlornly as people moved around him. To give himself something to do, he fought his way to the bar and ordered a beer. He hadn’t realized how thirsty he was, and the beer was gone before he knew it. He got back in line.
“Want an Orgasm?”
“Um, what?” Lucas found himself in very close quarters with the man next to him in the crush in front of the bar.
The man, who wore an open leather vest over breeches and sported an eye patch, was tall and beautiful, with dazzling white teeth and perfectly coiffed black hair. A sprinkling of hair peppered his wide chest, and his arms were thick with sculpted muscles.
“An Orgasm. You know, the shot,” the man replied, his mouth close to Lucas’s ear so he could be heard.
“Oh, um…” Lucas felt strangely tongue-tied, and then they were at the front of the line.
“Two Orgasms and two Heinekens,” the man ordered.
Lucas accepted the drinks and threw the shot back, washing down the sweet butterscotch flavor with the beer. “Thanks.”
“Anytime. Sure is packed tonight, huh?” The man rambled on about Halloween, pointing out impressive costumes on the dance floor. Lucas listened politely, drinking his free beer, which went down as easily as the first one. They had another shot and Heineken, with Lucas insisting on paying this time. The guy seemed nice enough, and it was great to have some company while he waited for Nate, who was taking way longer than he said he would.
The new Rihanna remix came on, and the man nodded to the dance floor. “Come on.”
“Oh, I’ve got to wait here. My boyfriend’s coming back any minute.”
“So we’ll stay at the edge of the floor. Come on, let’s get our groove on.” He playfully tugged Lucas’s arm, and Lucas let himself be led. It really was a great song, and Nate was taking forever anyway. Jamie would probably be talking his ear off all night if history counted for anything.
Before long, the throng on the dance floor enveloped him, and Lucas let himself go, the slight buzz from the alcohol amplified since he hadn’t eaten dinner. The bass thumped through his body, into his bones, moving his muscles as he danced. His new friend moved like a pro, shaking his body perfectly to the beat.
Lucas wasn’t sure how much time went by before he told the guy that he had to go back and find Nate. Before the man could argue, Lucas wormed his way through the crowd, struggling to get off the dance floor. He peered around at the spot where Nate had left him, searching for the Phantom mask. When he didn’t find him, he headed to the bathroom, pissing with relief at the urinal.
Someone took the spot beside him, and Lucas glanced over to find his pirate friend, who smiled. “Find your boyfriend?”
Zipping up, Lucas shook his head. “Nope. I’m sure he’ll be back soon.”
“He’s crazy, you know.”
“What?”
“Leaving a hot guy like you alone. I wouldn’t let you out of my sight.” The pirate ran a finger down Lucas’s chest, making him shiver.
“ Me ?” The question was out before Lucas could stop himself.
“Yeah, you.” The man nodded toward the large mirror over the sinks. “You’re fucking hot.”
Looking at the mirror, Lucas jolted. He almost didn’t recognize himself with the mask, and the open shirt, and the way his chest gleamed with sweat from dancing. Then he watched as the pirate moved close and rubbed up against him. “Come on, loosen up. I want you.”
Him ? This gorgeous male model of a man wanted him ? Lucas felt
“Don’t they have a fight, like, every five minutes?” Lucas had to shout to be heard.
“Yeah, but he’s my friend, so I need to go. I don’t want you to have to deal with this; I’m sure it’s nothing. Look, just have a drink and dance and have fun, and I’ll be back before you know it. Sorry.” Nate kissed him and squeezed his hand before he turned away.
“No, I’ll come with you!”
But Nate was already swallowed in the crowd, and Lucas stood there forlornly as people moved around him. To give himself something to do, he fought his way to the bar and ordered a beer. He hadn’t realized how thirsty he was, and the beer was gone before he knew it. He got back in line.
“Want an Orgasm?”
“Um, what?” Lucas found himself in very close quarters with the man next to him in the crush in front of the bar.
The man, who wore an open leather vest over breeches and sported an eye patch, was tall and beautiful, with dazzling white teeth and perfectly coiffed black hair. A sprinkling of hair peppered his wide chest, and his arms were thick with sculpted muscles.
“An Orgasm. You know, the shot,” the man replied, his mouth close to Lucas’s ear so he could be heard.
“Oh, um…” Lucas felt strangely tongue-tied, and then they were at the front of the line.
“Two Orgasms and two Heinekens,” the man ordered.
Lucas accepted the drinks and threw the shot back, washing down the sweet butterscotch flavor with the beer. “Thanks.”
“Anytime. Sure is packed tonight, huh?” The man rambled on about Halloween, pointing out impressive costumes on the dance floor. Lucas listened politely, drinking his free beer, which went down as easily as the first one. They had another shot and Heineken, with Lucas insisting on paying this time. The guy seemed nice enough, and it was great to have some company while he waited for Nate, who was taking way longer than he said he would.
The new Rihanna remix came on, and the man nodded to the dance floor. “Come on.”
“Oh, I’ve got to wait here. My boyfriend’s coming back any minute.”
“So we’ll stay at the edge of the floor. Come on, let’s get our groove on.” He playfully tugged Lucas’s arm, and Lucas let himself be led. It really was a great song, and Nate was taking forever anyway. Jamie would probably be talking his ear off all night if history counted for anything.
Before long, the throng on the dance floor enveloped him, and Lucas let himself go, the slight buzz from the alcohol amplified since he hadn’t eaten dinner. The bass thumped through his body, into his bones, moving his muscles as he danced. His new friend moved like a pro, shaking his body perfectly to the beat.
Lucas wasn’t sure how much time went by before he told the guy that he had to go back and find Nate. Before the man could argue, Lucas wormed his way through the crowd, struggling to get off the dance floor. He peered around at the spot where Nate had left him, searching for the Phantom mask. When he didn’t find him, he headed to the bathroom, pissing with relief at the urinal.
Someone took the spot beside him, and Lucas glanced over to find his pirate friend, who smiled. “Find your boyfriend?”
Zipping up, Lucas shook his head. “Nope. I’m sure he’ll be back soon.”
“He’s crazy, you know.”
“What?”
“Leaving a hot guy like you alone. I wouldn’t let you out of my sight.” The pirate ran a finger down Lucas’s chest, making him shiver.
“ Me ?” The question was out before Lucas could stop himself.
“Yeah, you.” The man nodded toward the large mirror over the sinks. “You’re fucking hot.”
Looking at the mirror, Lucas jolted. He almost didn’t recognize himself with the mask, and the open shirt, and the way his chest gleamed with sweat from dancing. Then he watched as the pirate moved close and rubbed up against him. “Come on, loosen up. I want you.”
Him ? This gorgeous male model of a man wanted him ? Lucas felt
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