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Post by Brian Kinney on May 9, 2010 23:15:44 GMT
Brian was stood at the bar in Babylon looking at all the men that were rubbing against each other, sweaty body rubbing against sweaty, naked body. He couldn't say it was a bad site, but after doing it for several hours in a nice black silk shirt he had found it had gotten rather sticky and he didn't want to take it off just in case some arsehole knicked off with it. Sure he could give it to Michael to look after, he wasn't gonna be pulling anyone, or maybe Ted... but he didn't want them touching it. Tipping his head back, Brian drained his beer bottle and put it back on the bar, all he had to do was flash the barman a grin and he was given another, ice cold beer. Yet this one he picked up and went up onto the catwalk to dance with someone up there as well as look down at everyone else. It also gave him a nice view of who was coming in the club, just in case there was anyone he hadn't had yet.
And, just as he looked at the entrance to Babylon, Brian saw just what he was after. Fresh meat. Abandoning the really cute guy he had been grinding his hips with, he made his way down the stairs and over to the guy. He wasn't at all fazed by his own boldness, he knew he could get anyone he wanted, and he would get this guy. He was determined to.
Sitting on the barstool as the guy did, Brian took a swig of his beer and looked him over. He looked quite athletic, not really muscular, probably only a little bit but he did look fit, nice thighs and nice broad shoulders. Brian could even admire the arse on the guy, it looked very fuckable! "I haven't seen you around before." He said with a grin to the guy, looking at the barman he winked. "Its on me." He said, indicating the guys drink.
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Post by Timothy on May 9, 2010 23:24:24 GMT
Tim walked in and looking around the club was filled with hot and sweaty guys, he grinned as a few came up and looked him over, he decided they were to young. He went upto the bar and ordered a beer, he had never expected a really hot guy to be there. He smiled and flashed him a very cute grin. "Just moved here a few weeks ago, first time out." He grinned. "thanks for the beer" He grinned and drank some on his beer and looked around, he hated the fact they were all young boys.
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Post by Brian Kinney on May 9, 2010 23:46:46 GMT
Brian grinned as the guy looked at him, he couldn't help but find him insanely good looking, almost ... almost as good looking as Brian himself. Yet, hearing the man speak he grinned slightly at the accent, he couldn't quite place it but it didn't sound American. He realized, as he sat looking this man over, that he couldn't have much been older or younger than himself; he had the wrinkles or as people call them 'laughter lines'. Brian couldn't really see why anyone would delude themselves and call them laughter lines. They were wrinkles, and wrinkles meant you were getting old, whether you laughed a lot or not.
"Really? Where did you move from?" Brian asked him, taking a swig of his own beer, swirling the contents at the bottom to mix it together before downing the rest of it and getting another. He knew he would be best to not drink quite as much as he was, but he didn't care. It was Friday night and he didn't have work tomorrow. Sometimes he just loved being his own boss. Brian couldn't help but chuckled as one of his most favorite songs came blasting on into the club, all the dancers started going mental as they always did when the song was played, Brian himself wanted to get up and dance, however he knew that if he left this guy alone for more than a minute he would be snatched up.
So standing up, Brian looked at the guy ... he knew he really should ask what his name was, but there was time for that later ... and indicated the dance floor. "Well your welcome for the drink, but as a thanks... come dance with me." He had one of his cheeky grins plastered to his face, his dark floppy brown hair was already sticking to his neck and his forehead, but it wouldn't stop him from having a good time. Brian wouldn't let anything stop him from having a good time. He knew, that as he was stood up this guy would see the full affects of how much his jeans complimented him, and he knew that he would have this guy dancing with him, and even more by the end of the night. Either in the backroom or at home.
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Post by Timothy on May 10, 2010 0:01:40 GMT
Tim grinned and nodded, "sure ill dance with you" He loved this song to, not the he got out much, he always did he best moves to this song. Moving his hips as he walked onto the dance floor with Brian his hips was to talented as he was told. He wasn't a guy to sleep around and he had no idea about Brian's rep. "We'll im from Dundee" He smiled at him. "Beautiful place, i love it" He grinned at him and rubbed himself against Brian,. he grinned knowing all guys loved that, he wrapped his arms around his neck and danced.
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Post by Brian Kinney on May 10, 2010 0:25:42 GMT
Brian was rather pleased when the guy agreed to dance with him, he wasn't really surprised as he knew the guy would. All Brian had to do was look at a man, he supposed it was getting rather tedious now. He had told himself he would change when he and Justin broke up, but he was having too much fun at the moment, even though all the younger man-whores were coming out now. He almost laughed as the guy did some hip wiggling as they walked to the dance floor, he hadn't seen anyone do that in a long time, not since he had first started going clubbing! Yet, to save his chances he bit his tongue and moved his own hips to the music when they stopped in a spot where they could move around freely enough. At least until some guy decided maybe a threesome was on the menu for tonight.
"And where's Dundee?" Brian asked him as he put one hand on the guys hip, he swayed his own hip and waist, rubbing their bodies together as much as he could. He wanted to create something between them, some kind of energy that would continue even after they had parted from the dance, some kind of energy that would bring this guy right back to him whenever he wanted him, like tonight. Yet he hoped it would be gone after that, he didn't need another Justin.
Eventually throughout the song, the guy had released his neck, to which he was thankful. It helped him get closer to the guy and yet not seem more intimate, he could already see the beads of sweat starting to roll down the guys neck, he could feel it on his own skin; feel the small beads get absorbed by his shirt. He would really have to wash this in the morning.
As he looked the guy over again, feeling his body against his own and the muscles moving underneath his hands, Brian really couldn't help but ask the question he needed to. "Mind if i ask your name?" He knew only disaster could come of it, but he really wanted to know.
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Post by Timothy on May 10, 2010 0:37:27 GMT
"My names Tim, what about you?" He grinned and danced mega sexy, moving and rolling his body to the music, right up against Brian's body. Un be known to Brian he wasn't getting Tim tonight, he had standards, never sleep with them until you know they care for more then just your body, he knew he was hot, but in no way was he easy, if this guy wanted him he would have to work. He grinned and turned around moving his bum against Brian's hips and crouch, he knew this was a great way to get guys turned on.
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Post by Brian Kinney on May 10, 2010 22:32:21 GMT
Brian rolled the guys name over his tongue, not saying it out loud but in his head. Tim ... he really couldn't say that he had thought his name was name, he thought it was going to be something exotic, something that matched his appearance a little more than Tim. Yet he wouldn't knock it, he didn't really need to know it again at the moment. He was a little taken aback at how Tim asked him for his own name, he was surprised that this guy didn't know who he was, even if he was just new in town, everyone knew who Brian Kinney was. Yet, he played along, he figured this guy just liked to pretend a little. "Well, my name's Brian." he said with a grin, saying it so close to Tim's ear that his breath could be felt.
However, when Tim started grinding at his crotch, all thoughts of names and games flew out of Brian's head. His hands placed themselves on the other mans hips as he ground his own hips into this mans pert behind. He really did love it.
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Post by Timothy on May 11, 2010 20:30:57 GMT
Tim grinned and moved his hips a little more, he loved to dance it was his thing. He grinned, his accent was strong, he loved it, he had only met a few people in the city and they were his boss and his boss's family. He started to sing the words and got close to him. "What a lovely name" He whispered seductively in his ear, he knew he was a huge flirt but it didn't bother him, he knew he wasn't easy and this man would have to work to get him.
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