Hello........Remember Me?
Sorry this has taken so long. Couple of car accidents, school starting up again, a new job. You know the usual! Anyway, thanks to my beta for making me get off my ass and write.
Here's Surprise Visit ch. 4. Previous chapters are in my memories.
Chapter 4
Back at the bar
“Teddy, I don’t know how all those women wore these corsets everyday. I can hardly breathe.” Emmett stated, while trying to catch his breath.
Ted tore his eyes away from the buff blonde guy across the room to look at his friend. “Well, they were made for women, Em.”
Emmett began to clutch at the strings in the back of his corset, “Oh God, I can’t breathe.”
Tim looked over from where he was practicing cracking his whip, “If you couldn’t breathe, you wouldn’t be able to talk.”
Emmett glared at him. Ted, sighed, and got up to help Emmett with the strings. “Let me loosen them for you.”
“Hello ladies.” Brian drawled, coming up to the bar.
Emmett looked at him and Justin, raising his eyebrows, “And where have you two been?”
Brian smiled sweetly and replied, “A gentlemen never tells.”
Justin scoffed from his position next to him and turn to the barman and ordered two beers. “Where’s Hunter?”
“He’s in the backroom.” Ted said.
“Ah, a boy after my own heart.” Brian chuckled, while trying to dodge the elbow Justin thrust in his direction.
“Not anymore.”
Tim leaned into Brian, “Hey, if you want to relive your glory days, I’ll let you use my whip on me.”
Justin glared at Tim and started to say something, only to be cut off by Emmett, who wanted to diffuse the situation. “So, speaking of props. Brian, I like your handcuffs. It’s a good choice for you.” He turned towards Justin, “Baby, what did you choose?”
Justin, looking slightly embarrassed, just mumbled something into his beer. Ted leaned in closer, “What? What did you say?”
Tim sneered at Justin, “What? S&M theme night too much for you?”
Brian lowered his hand to Justin’s ass and ran it up and down the seam, making sure to tap the buttplug. Justin’s hips jerked forward at the touch. “Leave him alone boys,” Brian said. “He’s man enough to take his prop.”
Emmett took a large gulp of his Cosmo, “Say no more, Princess.”
Ben approached the bar with Michael trailing behind him on his leash. Brian choked on his beer, “That’s a good look for you Mikey.”
“Shut up, asshole.”
“You know, back in Hazlehurst,” Emmett started to say, but was cut off by the announcer on stage.
“Saved by the hideous man in drag,” Brian whispered in Justin’s ear.
“Greetings, Kings and Queens. Tops and Bottoms. Tonight for your dining pleasure we have the eighth annual S&M costume competition. For those who would like to enter, please make your way to the front of the stage to sign up. Thanks for your attention, now, back to dancing and fucking.”
Hunter came up to the gang, “What do you think of me entering the contest. The winner wins 100 bucks.”
“No self-respecting person goes up on stage at Babylon and takes off his clothes.” Michael remarked.
“Hey!” Justin said, insulted.
Emmett placed his arm around Justin’s shoulders. “Yeah, watch it. Remember when our Baby, went up there and stripped for Brian’s attention?”
Tim, looked up disgusted, “You stripped?”
Ted, raised his glass in mock salute, “Not only did he win the King of Babylon contest, he made a career out of it for a while.”
Brian knocked Emmett’s arm off of Justin’s shoulders and brought Justin back to rest against his chest. “If we wanted your input, Theodore, we would ask for it.”
Ted just shrugged his shoulders, “Hey, I’m only stating the facts.”
Tim looked Justin up and down, and sneered, “If you could win the King of Babylon contest, I can win some stupid S&M contest.”
Justin, tired of Tim’s shit, challenged, “Wanna make a bet?”
“Yeah, you and me enter the contest. Whoever wins gets Brian for the night.”
“Now, now, children.” Brian turned Justin around to face him. “Remember we wanted to leave in an hour so I could fuck your tight ass?”
Tim, eager for the chance to win Brian for the night, taunted Justin. “That’s okay, you’re probably too old to win any contest now, anyways.”
Justin gasped and spun around to face Tim. “Fuck you! I’m only 25!”
“Practically ancient.” Tim smirked.
The entire gang, all well over 25, shouted, “Fuck you!”
Justin turned back to Brian and ran his hands up and down his chest. “Just think how horny you’d get,” he whispered, licking his ear. “Watching me dance and strip for all these queers.” Justin squeezed Brian’s cock with his right hand. “All of them wanting to fuck me and knowing you’ll be the only one to take me home.”
Brian grabbed both of Justin’s wrists and pinned his arms behind his back, pressing their bodies together. “Your days as a go-go boy are over. The only audience you need to be concerned about is me.” Brian rubbed his crotch against Justin’s, wanting to take his boy home and fuck. Trying to tip the scales, Brian gently sucked on Justin’s neck and breathed, “If you give me a show, I might give you one.”
Justin pulled his arms free and yanked Brian’s head down, giving him a hard kiss. When Brian tried to pull away, Justin bit his bottom lip and gasped, “Take me home and fuck me.”
Brian grabbed Justin’s hand and started to lead him out of the club. Looking back over his shoulder he said, “See ya, boys.”
Here's Surprise Visit ch. 4. Previous chapters are in my memories.
Chapter 4
Back at the bar
“Teddy, I don’t know how all those women wore these corsets everyday. I can hardly breathe.” Emmett stated, while trying to catch his breath.
Ted tore his eyes away from the buff blonde guy across the room to look at his friend. “Well, they were made for women, Em.”
Emmett began to clutch at the strings in the back of his corset, “Oh God, I can’t breathe.”
Tim looked over from where he was practicing cracking his whip, “If you couldn’t breathe, you wouldn’t be able to talk.”
Emmett glared at him. Ted, sighed, and got up to help Emmett with the strings. “Let me loosen them for you.”
“Hello ladies.” Brian drawled, coming up to the bar.
Emmett looked at him and Justin, raising his eyebrows, “And where have you two been?”
Brian smiled sweetly and replied, “A gentlemen never tells.”
Justin scoffed from his position next to him and turn to the barman and ordered two beers. “Where’s Hunter?”
“He’s in the backroom.” Ted said.
“Ah, a boy after my own heart.” Brian chuckled, while trying to dodge the elbow Justin thrust in his direction.
“Not anymore.”
Tim leaned into Brian, “Hey, if you want to relive your glory days, I’ll let you use my whip on me.”
Justin glared at Tim and started to say something, only to be cut off by Emmett, who wanted to diffuse the situation. “So, speaking of props. Brian, I like your handcuffs. It’s a good choice for you.” He turned towards Justin, “Baby, what did you choose?”
Justin, looking slightly embarrassed, just mumbled something into his beer. Ted leaned in closer, “What? What did you say?”
Tim sneered at Justin, “What? S&M theme night too much for you?”
Brian lowered his hand to Justin’s ass and ran it up and down the seam, making sure to tap the buttplug. Justin’s hips jerked forward at the touch. “Leave him alone boys,” Brian said. “He’s man enough to take his prop.”
Emmett took a large gulp of his Cosmo, “Say no more, Princess.”
Ben approached the bar with Michael trailing behind him on his leash. Brian choked on his beer, “That’s a good look for you Mikey.”
“Shut up, asshole.”
“You know, back in Hazlehurst,” Emmett started to say, but was cut off by the announcer on stage.
“Saved by the hideous man in drag,” Brian whispered in Justin’s ear.
“Greetings, Kings and Queens. Tops and Bottoms. Tonight for your dining pleasure we have the eighth annual S&M costume competition. For those who would like to enter, please make your way to the front of the stage to sign up. Thanks for your attention, now, back to dancing and fucking.”
Hunter came up to the gang, “What do you think of me entering the contest. The winner wins 100 bucks.”
“No self-respecting person goes up on stage at Babylon and takes off his clothes.” Michael remarked.
“Hey!” Justin said, insulted.
Emmett placed his arm around Justin’s shoulders. “Yeah, watch it. Remember when our Baby, went up there and stripped for Brian’s attention?”
Tim, looked up disgusted, “You stripped?”
Ted, raised his glass in mock salute, “Not only did he win the King of Babylon contest, he made a career out of it for a while.”
Brian knocked Emmett’s arm off of Justin’s shoulders and brought Justin back to rest against his chest. “If we wanted your input, Theodore, we would ask for it.”
Ted just shrugged his shoulders, “Hey, I’m only stating the facts.”
Tim looked Justin up and down, and sneered, “If you could win the King of Babylon contest, I can win some stupid S&M contest.”
Justin, tired of Tim’s shit, challenged, “Wanna make a bet?”
“Yeah, you and me enter the contest. Whoever wins gets Brian for the night.”
“Now, now, children.” Brian turned Justin around to face him. “Remember we wanted to leave in an hour so I could fuck your tight ass?”
Tim, eager for the chance to win Brian for the night, taunted Justin. “That’s okay, you’re probably too old to win any contest now, anyways.”
Justin gasped and spun around to face Tim. “Fuck you! I’m only 25!”
“Practically ancient.” Tim smirked.
The entire gang, all well over 25, shouted, “Fuck you!”
Justin turned back to Brian and ran his hands up and down his chest. “Just think how horny you’d get,” he whispered, licking his ear. “Watching me dance and strip for all these queers.” Justin squeezed Brian’s cock with his right hand. “All of them wanting to fuck me and knowing you’ll be the only one to take me home.”
Brian grabbed both of Justin’s wrists and pinned his arms behind his back, pressing their bodies together. “Your days as a go-go boy are over. The only audience you need to be concerned about is me.” Brian rubbed his crotch against Justin’s, wanting to take his boy home and fuck. Trying to tip the scales, Brian gently sucked on Justin’s neck and breathed, “If you give me a show, I might give you one.”
Justin pulled his arms free and yanked Brian’s head down, giving him a hard kiss. When Brian tried to pull away, Justin bit his bottom lip and gasped, “Take me home and fuck me.”
Brian grabbed Justin’s hand and started to lead him out of the club. Looking back over his shoulder he said, “See ya, boys.”