2/14/11
Since my release from the hospital after I got healed I’ve been looking for Brian. Work let me go with a nice severance right after I got dc’d the first time. I didn’t want to work there anymore. My lawyer was still going to go through the court to find out why the cops didn’t jump on my case like they should have. I needed to find him.
Trolled the bars day and night. Never came back to the bar he raped me at. Worked out even more, got totally serious. Got really ripped.
Valentine’s, and found a Craig’s List fuckbuddy who was more into goth shit than I’d like. It was one night, so what the fuck. Said there was a reboot of a bar in Steel called “The Rack”, gay friendly but not a total faggot hole. Fuckbuddy was more bi and piercings, but I found whatever black clothes I had and threw them on. Never used to do this shit before. But had a hard time sometimes except when I thought of Brian. Maybe this’d get me in the mood.
Crowd seemed young for my taste, inked and metalled up, everyone in pairs. You got in as a two-for-one if you had your hand on someone’s ass when the bouncer collected your cover. Had my hand on his ass and squeezed his bubble butt as we walked in.
The black stone-like doors opened and it was dark with bits of bright red light. We shoved way through the crowd and headed toward the dancing area. People already claimed booths.
A new song started – I think, it bled into the other – peppy and rocky, and lightning arced throughout the place, all different colors. Pink, red, blue. Had no words. Looked up to see a woman in a cage, the lightning coming out of HER.
Fuckbuddy kept shoving himself against me. It was dark enough so we could play. He bounced against me to the music. Quite the good twink, good at working me over. He moved his head all over me, tearing at my t-shirt with his teeth. I tried to look like I wasn’t paying attention but it was getting hot and tight.
Lightning flashed. I looked up at the second floor and a man stood there looking out at the dance floor, dressed out of place in a suit. Lightning faded, but I knew it was him. Brian.
I pushed the twink aside. He pouted, I didn’t care. I was a little rough fighting through to get to him. Then I was just below him, looking up at him.
Ever been in awe? Just want to stand there? To bask in someone’s glow? To want to give everything, to feel his eyes on you? Never?
I had to find a way up there. Just behind a special VIP room was a door, a set of stairs that I could see through glass. A big burly guy stood there guarding it. I’m bigger than him. I can take him.
I walked over, pulling whatever confidence I had, heading right over to the door as if I was meant to go there. The big guy stopped me. “Nobody goes up.”
“He said I could.” I really tried to turn on the demand. He also pushed it right back at me, but tapped his bluetooth and asked who I was. I told him my name. He told the receiver. He opened the door. I went in and glanced through the glass, seeing the twink had followed me. Fuck him.
I got upstairs. The music wasn’t as loud through the glass up here. He had his own little patio, his own bar, a couple of chairs and tables. A couple of couches were against the wall.
He stood, his back to the glass. I think I begged for it. I never begged for anything in my life. He only smiled at me, beckoned to the couch. I sat first, he sat next to me. Then I was sent to heaven.
“Why don’t you come work for me?” He was handing me a pair of blue jeans. At first I didn’t know why. Then I realized my black jeans were soaked. I changed in front of him. He seemed to approve. His pants were a little big on me. He said I could be a bouncer, or if I had any office experience, or as a buyer. He said he’d ask the manager.
He said he had to go. He brought me to a woman who, if I wasn’t gay, I would have jumped her bones right there. She was HOT. He left me with her. But I know where he is now. I’ll be working for him. She had a vacancy, since he asked for one. I’m gonna be a buyer.
Words: 801
Inspiration: Continuation
Music: Tron Legacy- Daft Punk
Comments: I’d been kicking around how Peter finds Bomber. Peter is going to be a recurring character. The muse says that he’s going to be dangerous; otherwise, no spoilers!