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There was a conversation taking place the was lasting much longer than most did on at Woody's on nights likes these.
“I say he could,” Michael said.
“Michael, you have to admit that it would be unheard and… not very Brian,” Ted said, contradicting him.
“He couldn’t because it goes completely against his character, his nature,” Emmett contributes.
“Excuse me,” Brian interrupted. “I’m out of condoms, so why don’t you choose anyone here so I can show you what I can do?” Brian said, ending with a pull on his beer.
The boys agreed that it should be someone who doesn’t frequent Woody's and didn't appear to be Brian’s type. They made surveyed the bar, searching for the perfect candidate. Everyone knew when they saw him enter.
“Him!” they all said, nodding towards the young man who was headed to the bar.
Brian furrowed his brow when he saw him, “Are you serious?” he complained. The gang all smiled. He grabbed his jacket and said, “After today we're never having this conversation again, is that clear?” They all nodded in agreement.
He threw his jacket over the bar, startling the young man and leaned in to talk in his ear. “I’m going to stick my nine inch cock in your tight little ass, all night long.” After he said it, he immediately thought that it wasn't necessarily the best way to start a nice conversation with a stranger, but it had always worked out before, so why not?
The young man looked at him sideways with curl to his lip. “Get lost.”
Brian blinked at the answer that obviously was induced by some kind of drug that caused the man to somehow not properly appreciate Brian’s sex appeal. “What did you just say?”
“Not interested. Drop that shit on some other stupid brat who cares.”
Brian blinked again. “Your manners are for sh…” he started to rant.
“Listen, man. I told you I do not care,” the young man said, a mere inches from his face. Brian was fascinated by the light blue eyes, golden hair, fair skin, provocative mouth, and full symmetrical cheekbones. Not bad looking.
His first strategy obviously hadn’t worked so he needed to change tactics. “Had a bad day?”
“What makes you think that my refusal had any to do with my mood and isn't directly correlated to the simple fact that I don’t find you attractive?”
Brian was beginning to wonder if any of the boys had hired this guy to make fun of him, “I definitely think you need to get laid. Urgently.”
Laughing, he turned to face him, “I doubt that you’re that lucky.”
Brian laughed too. The kid had guts. He moved his stool closer. “I’m Brian,” he said and asked the bartender for a beer.
The young man shook his head and continued to focus on his beer. “Still not interested.”
“You would me,” Brian said. “This is the first time someone has rejected me since…since…”
“Memory loss is a clear sign of premature aging. How old are you anyway? …34…35…?”
Brian’s eyes narrowed. “What the fuck is wrong with you? I just turned 30, asshole!” he replied angrily and asked for tequila. “Did Emmett hire you?”
“What?” the young man asked, “Didn’t you just said you’re Bred?”
“Brian…Bred is a shit name.” Brian said defensively.
“Brian, Bred, Brittany…who cares?” sneered the young man.
“God, you’re unbearable.”
“Why are you still here? Don’t you have friends or anyone to eat up that bullshit about your nine inches?”
Brian grabbed the young man’s hand and placed it on his jeans. “You can see it for yourself if you want.”
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The younger moved closer to Brian. “I knew a guy who whore a plastic prosthesis over his the ass. You can find them at 'Torso.' You can get an ass and a dick in a pack for 15 bucks. Isn’t that a bargain?”
Brian couldn’t help but laugh out loud. The younger man took his hand and looked puzzled. “I like you,” Brian said.
“It’s not very easy to get rid of you,” the young man said taking a sip of beer, “I’ll have to stop being nice to you,” he said with a sigh.
Brain laughed again, wondering if any of his former tricks had seen him with this guy; a complete asshole that, for some reason, he found irresistible.
****
“Maybe all that talk about nine inches was really the truth.”
“I told you.”
“That line always work for you?”
Brian shrugged. “I haven’t needed to change it in a while, so I guess so.”
“It’s pretty shitty.”
“Oh, yeah? And what’s yours?”
The young man laughed a little under his breath. “I don’t have one. I don’t need it. There is always some cocky jerk that just has to show off his cock to me.”
“Why you are so irritating?”
With a sigh he answered, “My friend Daphne thinks I’m emotionally dependent on the guys I meet, so she challenged me to be an asshole for a single night.”
Brian got up on one elbow. “You’re not serious, are you?”
“I swear.”
Brian dropped onto the mattress and sighed. “My friends think I’m unable to show interest in any human being that I’ve already fucked so they challenged me to be a perfect gentleman.”
Both men were silent for a moment.
“Brian was it?”
“Yep.” Brian replied.
“I’m Justin,” he said after a moment.
“Justin,” Brian replied in the darkness. “I'll be sure not to forget it.”
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