Post by Z3vil on May 7, 2006 20:49:29 GMT -5
Johnny sighed as he sat at the bar. His friend Raf had dragged him to a gay bar... and ditched him...
"motherf~cker..." Johnny sighed and rested his head on the counter.
He tried to remember why he had come with Raf in the first place.
Oh... yeah... found that women just didn't attract him at all anymore, so he wanted to see if maybe guys would do it for him.
"Can I buy you a drink?" a deep, suave voice murmered into his ear.
Johnny jumped and looked up at the guy, his blue eyes making contact with his green.
"uh..."
The guy smiled, showing his teeth. He held out a hand. "I'm Mark."
"I'm John." he shook the hand, "most people call me Johnny."
"well... Johnny, what do you say to that drink?"
"um... yeah... sure, whatever rocks your boat." he shrugged.
"there'll be more rocking my boat, soon." he uttered to himself. He ordered the drinks and gave Johnny his with a sensual smile.
Johnny took his drink and just closed his eyes as he took a sip.
"so..." Mark drowled out, sliding his fingers over the condensation on the side of the glass, "I've never seen you here before..." he said, amused.
"I've never been here before." he shrugged and finished his drink.
Mark stared at Johnny, a slight smirk on his face. "would you like another one?"
"I dunno, I'm not the best drunk and I don't want to lower my guard here."
Mark smiled reassuringly as he signaled the bartender for another round of drinks. "Don't worry, you're with me."
"ok..." he shrugged and layed against the bar.
He handed him his second drink, watching him drink it cautiously.
"so, why haven't you ever been here before?"
"cause I was dating a chick. Then she dumped me and then girls just didn't appeal to me... so my friend dragged me here..." he took a drink.
"so, you figured maybe you prefer dicks over chicks?" he muttered, giving him an intense stare.
"no, I figured I'd hang out with a friend, who happened to be gay, who dragged me here, and ditched me for some Mexican guy."
Mark thought a moment. "Mexican? Was he a bit short but built?" he inquired.
"I think. I didn't get a great look at him." Johnny finished his drink.
"It was probably Enrique..." Mark said a bit thoughtfully. Mark walked a bit closer. "would you like to dance, or does it take a few more drinks to get you into bed?"
"uh..." he blanched.
Mark lightly brushed his hand over Johnny's, smiling slyly.
"uh..." Johnny went straight red.
"can I kiss you?" Mark breathed, staring into his eyes.
"uh..." blushed even more red.
He leaned forward without Johnny's consent and kissed him lightly on the lips.
Johnny gasped, his face incredibly hot.
He could not believe this. Some guy he just met was kissing him.
He licked his lips cockily. "was it good?"
"well I don't have much room to compare when it comes to guys."
Mark chuckled and leaned in for another kiss.
Johnny leaned back, "way not drunk enough."
Mark laughed and signaled to the bartender, " a few more drinks, you reckon?"
"no, I'm not gay."
Mark smirked. "Don't worry my friend. You will be." he said as he handed Johnny his drink.
"do I want to be gay?"
"after a night with me, you won't want to be anything but." he said and winked as he sipped his first drink from earlier.
"that's not that encouraging." he sipped a bit of his drink.
He watched him. "where are you from?" Mark asked, licking his lips as he continued leering at Johnny hungrily.
"from around here. been here a few years."
"cool, cool." Mark replied, nodding his head. "I'm not from around here originally, but I supposed I am not." Mark inched closer to Johnny, a predatory gleam in his eyes.
"guess so." he shrugged, taking a drink. Then Raf walked over.
"Johnny, isn't this great?" he asked. Raf was a very goth looking man.
"What are you doing with that guy?" Raf asked Johnny.
Mark grinned widely, "hello, Raf. Long time no f~ck."
"go to hell Johnny, we're gettin out of ehre." Raf grabbed Johnny and started dragging him away.
"h-hey..." Johnny stumbled.
"Kiss ya later Johnny," Mark laughed, waving at them lightly.
"what were you doing with him?" Raf demanded.
"I was drinking, why is it any of your business?" Johnny scowled.
"Mark's a whore! he sleeps with everyone!"
"and you think I would just sleep with him? oh great." Johnny pushed Raf away and stormed away from him, down the other way on the street.
Mark smirked to himself, nodding as he drank the rest of his Heineken.
"He'll be back,"he said softly.
Johnny walked back and was by the bar when a guy stopped him.
"hey hot stuff." the guy looked at the intoxicated Johnny.
"what do you want?" Johnny glared at him.
"to f~ck you." the man smirked and advanced on Johnny.
"oh hell no." he shook his head.
"who said you got a choice?" the man grabbed Johnny.
Johnny punched him, but the guy grabbed his wrist.
"ooh... a fighter" he began to pull Johnny close, but Johnny struggled.
Eventually the guy just shoved Johnny awaym letting him fall into the bar door, knocking it open and falling to the ground.
"f~ck..." he mumbled and sat up.
"you said it." the man smirked and walked in, standing over Johnny.
"David." a deep voice growled. Mark's hand was suddenly gripping the upper arm of Johnny's attacker.
"what do you want Mark? I'm busy." David growled.
"yeah, trying to rape me!" Johnny growled.
Mark released David and pushed himself between him and Johnny. "If anyone's raping Johnny tonight it's me." he said, annoyed.
"No one's raping me!" he yelled at them.
"I'm out of here." he stood up and walked past them, but once he was outside David grabbed him and shoved him against the wall.
Mark made his way outside and as David's mouth almost covered Johnny's, Mark threw him to the ground, his lips covering Johnny's instead.
Johnny's eyes widened and he held his breath, face turning red.
It didn't last long at all, and when he pulled back, he loosely wrapped an arm around Johnny's waist and spat at David, "he's mine."
"Bastard, fine, take the little poof." David walked away as Johnny stood in shock.
When David was out of sight, Mark removed his arm from Johnny's waist. "I told you not to worry, I'll look after you."
"In an odd way you did... guess I kinda owe you..."
Mark grinned slyly, "I know how you can repay me."
"um... how...?" he looked worried.
He backed Johnny up against the wall, positioning his hands on Johnny's hips and firmly holding them in place as he rolled his own hips into Johnny's.
Johnny gasped and grabbed onto Mark's shoulders, planning on pushing him away.
Mark brushed his lips against Johnny's.
He gasped again and pulled away, not sure he wanted to repay Mark like this.
Mark continued to rock his hips back and forth into Johnny's hips. He was sweating slightly, and he was feeling dizzy.
Johnny whimpered slightly and bit his lip.
Mark lunged forward again, fastening his mouth on a spot below Johnny's ear.
Johnny jumped and closed his eyes, not sure of what would happen.
When Mark's movements slowed, he unlatched his mouth and nibbled Johnny's ear, whispering, "thanks."
"That was it? that's all you wanted?" Johnny asked.
Mark pulled away abruptly, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. "Well, I'm actually straight. I just help guys that are confused like yourself determine if they'r gay."
"uh... how can you do that if you're straight? wouldn't you be bi then?" Johnny asked, confused, a cute expression on his face.
"Are you gay?" Mark asked suddenly.
"I-I don't know..." Johnny blinked.
"So are you still unsure?"
"I guess so..."
Without another word, Mark dropped to his knees and started undoing Johnny's belt.
"What are you doing?!"
Mark looked up at him innocently. "trust me," he said and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and reached into his underwear.
"out here in the street?" he grabbed Mark and moved him back. "I'm not gonna... guh... expose myself in public, that's illegal!"
"would you like to go somewhere private, perhaps?" Mark asked, standing up, but not removing his busy hand.
"I dunno... I'd like to go home..."
"alone?" Mark questioned again, maintainging a firm grip on Johnny's... uhm, piece.
"I dunno... do I still owe you?"
"I told you, you're repaid me." he pumped him one last time before tucking him away and putting him back. "go home, if that's what you want."
*right now I want to release some tension*
"oh...ok" he nodded, gulping.
"can I have your number?"
"um... sure... can you remember it? cause I don't have pen or paper."
"I can remember it." he said, stepping backwards.
"ok, well it's 837-2159..."
"Remembering!" he began to walk away, "f~ck ya later."
"uh ok..." he began to leaev but paused.
"what if that David guy comes back?" he didn't turn around.
Mark stopped, trying not to smirk to himself. "would you like me to come home with you? Walk you home, perhaps?"
"depends, would David come back after me?"
"David's unpredictable. I have stated to him that you are mine, so I doubt he'd come after you."
"what if he does? I mean... I really didn't like him... he was creepy."
"do you want me to walk with you?" hr asked.
"yeah, sure." he still didn't turn to look at him.
"Alright." Mark said, walking up next to Johnny, taking his hand in his own.
Johnny looked at their hands a bit before starting to walk to his place.
"Are you gay?" Mark asked Johnny again.
"I don't know... I'm just kinda tense and tired right now."
They walked in silence for a little bit.
"could we go out sometime?"
"go out? on what terms? like for a burger or something?"
"sure, if that's what you want."
"ok... there's my place." he lifted his free hand and pointed to a nice looking house.
"I'll walk you to your door." Mark said as he walked Mark to his door. There, Mark kissed Johnny lingeringly. "Bye."
"motherf~cker..." Johnny sighed and rested his head on the counter.
He tried to remember why he had come with Raf in the first place.
Oh... yeah... found that women just didn't attract him at all anymore, so he wanted to see if maybe guys would do it for him.
"Can I buy you a drink?" a deep, suave voice murmered into his ear.
Johnny jumped and looked up at the guy, his blue eyes making contact with his green.
"uh..."
The guy smiled, showing his teeth. He held out a hand. "I'm Mark."
"I'm John." he shook the hand, "most people call me Johnny."
"well... Johnny, what do you say to that drink?"
"um... yeah... sure, whatever rocks your boat." he shrugged.
"there'll be more rocking my boat, soon." he uttered to himself. He ordered the drinks and gave Johnny his with a sensual smile.
Johnny took his drink and just closed his eyes as he took a sip.
"so..." Mark drowled out, sliding his fingers over the condensation on the side of the glass, "I've never seen you here before..." he said, amused.
"I've never been here before." he shrugged and finished his drink.
Mark stared at Johnny, a slight smirk on his face. "would you like another one?"
"I dunno, I'm not the best drunk and I don't want to lower my guard here."
Mark smiled reassuringly as he signaled the bartender for another round of drinks. "Don't worry, you're with me."
"ok..." he shrugged and layed against the bar.
He handed him his second drink, watching him drink it cautiously.
"so, why haven't you ever been here before?"
"cause I was dating a chick. Then she dumped me and then girls just didn't appeal to me... so my friend dragged me here..." he took a drink.
"so, you figured maybe you prefer dicks over chicks?" he muttered, giving him an intense stare.
"no, I figured I'd hang out with a friend, who happened to be gay, who dragged me here, and ditched me for some Mexican guy."
Mark thought a moment. "Mexican? Was he a bit short but built?" he inquired.
"I think. I didn't get a great look at him." Johnny finished his drink.
"It was probably Enrique..." Mark said a bit thoughtfully. Mark walked a bit closer. "would you like to dance, or does it take a few more drinks to get you into bed?"
"uh..." he blanched.
Mark lightly brushed his hand over Johnny's, smiling slyly.
"uh..." Johnny went straight red.
"can I kiss you?" Mark breathed, staring into his eyes.
"uh..." blushed even more red.
He leaned forward without Johnny's consent and kissed him lightly on the lips.
Johnny gasped, his face incredibly hot.
He could not believe this. Some guy he just met was kissing him.
He licked his lips cockily. "was it good?"
"well I don't have much room to compare when it comes to guys."
Mark chuckled and leaned in for another kiss.
Johnny leaned back, "way not drunk enough."
Mark laughed and signaled to the bartender, " a few more drinks, you reckon?"
"no, I'm not gay."
Mark smirked. "Don't worry my friend. You will be." he said as he handed Johnny his drink.
"do I want to be gay?"
"after a night with me, you won't want to be anything but." he said and winked as he sipped his first drink from earlier.
"that's not that encouraging." he sipped a bit of his drink.
He watched him. "where are you from?" Mark asked, licking his lips as he continued leering at Johnny hungrily.
"from around here. been here a few years."
"cool, cool." Mark replied, nodding his head. "I'm not from around here originally, but I supposed I am not." Mark inched closer to Johnny, a predatory gleam in his eyes.
"guess so." he shrugged, taking a drink. Then Raf walked over.
"Johnny, isn't this great?" he asked. Raf was a very goth looking man.
"What are you doing with that guy?" Raf asked Johnny.
Mark grinned widely, "hello, Raf. Long time no f~ck."
"go to hell Johnny, we're gettin out of ehre." Raf grabbed Johnny and started dragging him away.
"h-hey..." Johnny stumbled.
"Kiss ya later Johnny," Mark laughed, waving at them lightly.
"what were you doing with him?" Raf demanded.
"I was drinking, why is it any of your business?" Johnny scowled.
"Mark's a whore! he sleeps with everyone!"
"and you think I would just sleep with him? oh great." Johnny pushed Raf away and stormed away from him, down the other way on the street.
Mark smirked to himself, nodding as he drank the rest of his Heineken.
"He'll be back,"he said softly.
Johnny walked back and was by the bar when a guy stopped him.
"hey hot stuff." the guy looked at the intoxicated Johnny.
"what do you want?" Johnny glared at him.
"to f~ck you." the man smirked and advanced on Johnny.
"oh hell no." he shook his head.
"who said you got a choice?" the man grabbed Johnny.
Johnny punched him, but the guy grabbed his wrist.
"ooh... a fighter" he began to pull Johnny close, but Johnny struggled.
Eventually the guy just shoved Johnny awaym letting him fall into the bar door, knocking it open and falling to the ground.
"f~ck..." he mumbled and sat up.
"you said it." the man smirked and walked in, standing over Johnny.
"David." a deep voice growled. Mark's hand was suddenly gripping the upper arm of Johnny's attacker.
"what do you want Mark? I'm busy." David growled.
"yeah, trying to rape me!" Johnny growled.
Mark released David and pushed himself between him and Johnny. "If anyone's raping Johnny tonight it's me." he said, annoyed.
"No one's raping me!" he yelled at them.
"I'm out of here." he stood up and walked past them, but once he was outside David grabbed him and shoved him against the wall.
Mark made his way outside and as David's mouth almost covered Johnny's, Mark threw him to the ground, his lips covering Johnny's instead.
Johnny's eyes widened and he held his breath, face turning red.
It didn't last long at all, and when he pulled back, he loosely wrapped an arm around Johnny's waist and spat at David, "he's mine."
"Bastard, fine, take the little poof." David walked away as Johnny stood in shock.
When David was out of sight, Mark removed his arm from Johnny's waist. "I told you not to worry, I'll look after you."
"In an odd way you did... guess I kinda owe you..."
Mark grinned slyly, "I know how you can repay me."
"um... how...?" he looked worried.
He backed Johnny up against the wall, positioning his hands on Johnny's hips and firmly holding them in place as he rolled his own hips into Johnny's.
Johnny gasped and grabbed onto Mark's shoulders, planning on pushing him away.
Mark brushed his lips against Johnny's.
He gasped again and pulled away, not sure he wanted to repay Mark like this.
Mark continued to rock his hips back and forth into Johnny's hips. He was sweating slightly, and he was feeling dizzy.
Johnny whimpered slightly and bit his lip.
Mark lunged forward again, fastening his mouth on a spot below Johnny's ear.
Johnny jumped and closed his eyes, not sure of what would happen.
When Mark's movements slowed, he unlatched his mouth and nibbled Johnny's ear, whispering, "thanks."
"That was it? that's all you wanted?" Johnny asked.
Mark pulled away abruptly, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. "Well, I'm actually straight. I just help guys that are confused like yourself determine if they'r gay."
"uh... how can you do that if you're straight? wouldn't you be bi then?" Johnny asked, confused, a cute expression on his face.
"Are you gay?" Mark asked suddenly.
"I-I don't know..." Johnny blinked.
"So are you still unsure?"
"I guess so..."
Without another word, Mark dropped to his knees and started undoing Johnny's belt.
"What are you doing?!"
Mark looked up at him innocently. "trust me," he said and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and reached into his underwear.
"out here in the street?" he grabbed Mark and moved him back. "I'm not gonna... guh... expose myself in public, that's illegal!"
"would you like to go somewhere private, perhaps?" Mark asked, standing up, but not removing his busy hand.
"I dunno... I'd like to go home..."
"alone?" Mark questioned again, maintainging a firm grip on Johnny's... uhm, piece.
"I dunno... do I still owe you?"
"I told you, you're repaid me." he pumped him one last time before tucking him away and putting him back. "go home, if that's what you want."
*right now I want to release some tension*
"oh...ok" he nodded, gulping.
"can I have your number?"
"um... sure... can you remember it? cause I don't have pen or paper."
"I can remember it." he said, stepping backwards.
"ok, well it's 837-2159..."
"Remembering!" he began to walk away, "f~ck ya later."
"uh ok..." he began to leaev but paused.
"what if that David guy comes back?" he didn't turn around.
Mark stopped, trying not to smirk to himself. "would you like me to come home with you? Walk you home, perhaps?"
"depends, would David come back after me?"
"David's unpredictable. I have stated to him that you are mine, so I doubt he'd come after you."
"what if he does? I mean... I really didn't like him... he was creepy."
"do you want me to walk with you?" hr asked.
"yeah, sure." he still didn't turn to look at him.
"Alright." Mark said, walking up next to Johnny, taking his hand in his own.
Johnny looked at their hands a bit before starting to walk to his place.
"Are you gay?" Mark asked Johnny again.
"I don't know... I'm just kinda tense and tired right now."
They walked in silence for a little bit.
"could we go out sometime?"
"go out? on what terms? like for a burger or something?"
"sure, if that's what you want."
"ok... there's my place." he lifted his free hand and pointed to a nice looking house.
"I'll walk you to your door." Mark said as he walked Mark to his door. There, Mark kissed Johnny lingeringly. "Bye."