Brian’s fingers threaded through his tousled hair, a sigh leaving his lips as he looked up at the giant neon sign above head. How did he manage to find himself at a raunchy bar in some busy city? Their producer had called both Brian and Zack an hour before their scheduled shoot and changed their plans. Instead he told them to go to this run down little nudie bar so they could meet the producer new who would be in charge of their next video. Brian stood outside waiting for Zack no doubt in his mind that the smaller man would quickly show. When he arrived Brian couldn’t help but stare at Zack when his eyes caught the others appearance. Zack had a thin layer of eyeliner on as well as snakebites and his septum piercing. He was wearing a red plaid shirt with the first two stud shaped buttons undone. Zack had on a tight pair of black skinny jeans and a pair of vans. Sunglasses sat atop the bill of his black hat also aligned with studs, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth as he walked up to Brian.

Brian couldn’t help it when the breath caught in his throat; fuck Zack looked, well. Fuckable. Zack was nearly toe to toe with Brian when he began to speak. “So, I bet your relieved that the shoot was postponed.”

“Not really. I was actually looking foreword to doing it today. Well at least that’s what I was trying to trick myself to believe. I knew if I didn’t do it and get it over with I wouldn’t have the nerve to go through with it.” Brian mumbled a smirk on his face when he grabbed Zack’s cigarette and took a drag.

“Hey,” Zack complained halfheartedly a smile adjourning his adorable features.

“If it really means that much to you, come’re” Brian slurred his words together before taking a drag. As he pulled the cancer stick away from his lips he guided Zack’s lips to his by wrapping his large fingers around the smaller mans neck. Zack quickly complied and breathed in the smoke offered to him before gently pushing his tongue into Brian’s mouth and breathing the smoke out of his nose. Their tongues twirled together for a few seconds before they broke apart.

“You ready to go in there?” Zack wondered out loud a light blush dusting his cheeks.

“I guess we should just get this over with.” Brian flicked the cigarette to the ground and began walking towards the entrance. A few feet from the door Brian put his hand out in front of Zack so his knuckles brushed the others chest. They both stopped walking. Brian looked over at Zack and murmured. “Look at the seat before you sit and if this guy creeps you out as much as this place does me then somehow let me know okay?”

“I’m a big boy Brian. I don’t need you looking out for me.” Zack didn’t miss Brian’s shoulders slumping dejectedly. “I appreciate it though and I am kind of happy that I don’t have to go in there alone.”

Brian nearly smacked himself in the forehead when he uttered those words to Zack. He couldn’t even comprehend why those words left his mouth. Fuck why had he said that; it’s not like he cares, right?
As they walked through the foggy room Brian nearly choked from the smell of cigarettes and pot mixed together. Fuck it’s been a long time since that smells’ breached his nose. In the middle of the strip club was a stage and a few polls, now this wasn’t like a normal strip club. This one was run down to the max and had garbage all over the floor along with odd looking stains and the walls had some weird looking muck on them. Brian had been right to question this place. There were a few doors to the left of the stage, one that had a sign on it that said ‘booths.’ Everyone knows what those booths are used for. Hell at one point in time Brian stepped on a used condom. He held his shoe up for Zack to see with a grossed out look on his face. Zack sneered and pointed to a wooden pillar to his left. Brian quickly hobbled over to it and wiped his foot on the beam; the condom came off and sadly stuck to the wood. Brian shuddered as they continued to make their way to the back of the club to the booths.

Brian’s eyes snapped all around the dingy club seeing both men and women in skimpy clothing; some in even less as they danced in laps of customers. Brian couldn’t help but walk a little faster when he noticed a particularly young boy approaching him. As he found booth 29 Brian sigh of relief, well that is until he saw the man sitting behind the table.

This man Trevor Grady looked to be about their age with short brownish blonde hair his eyes were a deep brown and his lips sat in a thin line. Brian had to look away when his eyes gazed the short body over and landed on a bobbing head at his crotch. When the man noticed their presence he sat up just a little bit and offered a hand to Brian. “You must be Brian and Zack?”

“Yeah and you are?” Zack asked as if he didn’t already know; he did as Brian instructed and looked at the seat before sliding in.

“Jonathan Seward,” The short shit replied quickly scoffing when he saw Brian and Zack’s surprised faces. “My boss is Trevor Grady he couldn’t be bothered with shooting your next film so he sent his best worker.” The man stated cockily.

“Cocky much?” Brian murmured to himself not realizing how loud he had actually said it.

“Don’t bitch at me fucker I like this idea as much as you do so I don’t want to hear it. I would rather produce strait porn or lesbian. I don’t really like the idea of two men plugging one another.” Johnny snapped at the taller of the two.

“I am so looking forward to this, now I get to make you squeamish.” Brian smirked as he fiddled his fingers against the table.

“So I hear you’re an anal virgin.” Johnny spat back in a tone neither Brian nor Zack liked as he looked into the brown eyes across the table. “I many have to do something about that before you go on the big screen and make a fool of yourself. Virgins are always hot to fuck male of female.”
“I thought you don’t like the thought of two men together?” Zack mused trying to hold back the laugh that was threatening to emit from his throat.

“It depends on the man.” Johnny looked right across the table at Brian and winked.

“Well I guess it’s too late for that anyway; my ‘virginity’” Brian used air quotes to emphasize his point, “has already been taken.”

“Oh really, and who was the lucky guy who got it.” Johnny groaned throwing his head back against the seat. His hips thrust up as he eyed Brian from behind his lashes; he came in the mouth of the bimbo sucking him off.

“Zack,” Brian stated in a matter of fact tone causing Johnny’s eyes to snap open all the way just to they could glare at Zack.

“Isn’t that sweet,” Johnny stated out of disgust as the woman in his lap stood and held out her hand. He passed a bill over to her before she sauntered away.

As soon as the woman had walked off another one came up but this time it was to Brian. She placed herself in his lap and gripped his hands putting them on her hips as she grinded down onto him. Brian was frozen as she slurred in his ear. “How ‘bout a lap dance sweetie pie or maybe something more?”

“How about you get the fuck off of me before you give me an STD or two,” Brian pulled his hands away and gently pushed at her shoulders.

“Aww, don’t be that way baby. I will give you a discount.” She mumbled pressing her panty clad pussy up against Brian’s pants.

“Quick question, do you feel a bulge in my pants? No, because there isn’t one. Read my moving lips. I am not interested.” Brian said pronouncing each word clearly.

“I can make you hard just wait and see.” She insisted grinding down on him once more.

“I suggest you get your filthy little hands off of him before I call the cops for prostitution.” Zack gruffly whispered in her ear just loud enough for Brian to hear. The girl gave him a pleading look as she got off of Brian’s lap then quickly booking it to the back room.

“Thank you. But now that she’s gone you have to entertain my boner.” Brian murmured in Zack’s ear.

“I though you said you weren’t hard for her.” Zack slapped his forehead with his palm. Brian leaned over so that his arm was wrapped around Zack’s shoulder and his lips brushed the smaller mans ear.

“She wasn’t the one who made me hard. That sexy ass demanding voice you used on her did. Now are you going to help me relieve this pressure or do I have to do it myself?” Brian’s lips made their way down Zack’s neck, his teeth nipping very gently.

“Let me go home with you please?” Zack moaned into Brian’s ear as the older man palmed him through his jeans.

“No, I’ll come home with you.” Brian pulled away looking down into his friends green orbs.

“No,” Zack stated bluntly.

“What do you mean no?” Brian raised a brow looking at the other man skeptically.

“No because you are just going to leave ten minutes after were through.” Zack’s whisper was drowned out by the loud music playing as a dancer took the stage. Brian was close enough to understand.

“I wont leave tonight just please let me go home with you sugar?” Brian mumbled into Zack’s ear. The shorter mans resolve disappeared and he nodded. Once again giving into Brian’s seductive ways.