Riku sighed as he silently tapped his pen on his desk. Math seemed to be taking longer then usual. Even though he had been here for a week, he still couldn't wait to graduate and get the hell out of here. He wasn't a people person.
Last year of school and he was free to go where ever he wanted. Or, he could go to collage. Pfft, yeah right. He didn't care about good grades or getting a diploma. All he cared for was getting enough good grades to graduate.
If people left him alone, then everything would go a lot faster and smoother. Like I said, Riku was not a people person.
The only friend he has is none other than his math teacher. Demyx Corporal. He was a loud mouth, ocean blue-green eye, blond that kept him company when he needed it. His blond hair was in a somewhat mullet-Mohawk style.
But he backed off when he knew he was annoying or unnerving Riku. That's probably one of the reasons the silver haired god liked him a little. He was also a great person to talk to when having problems.
Apparently, the blond was gay and found out that Riku was gay also. That made the little ball of sunshine squeal like a little girl and annoy the hell out of the green eyed teenager.
And Riku still wonders why he accepted the blond's friendship. He would have gone for someone that disliked people as much as he did, like that one blond guy with spiky hair that defied all gravity and mysterious blue eyes that seemed to be searching your soul.
But the guy was too… scary to even go up and talk to him. He just has this evil era about him that seems to scare people away like bug repellent.
Or that one emo teacher. Zexion, was it? His small frame and quiet voice seemed harmless. But, this guy was no where near harmless when it came to school. Get on his bad side and you'll regret it.
So he'll just stay with Demyx. All the others were too annoying, too intimidating, or too peppy. Demyx was all three, but more balanced and controlled even though he could be a little too loud sometimes.
But everyone loved him. How could they not. Even the badass Riku couldn't help but feel attraction to him. That's probably why he was walking towards the blond's desk, right when the bell rings, to talk to him before his next class.
"Hello Riku," Demyx smiled his usual greeting, standing up behind his desk.
"Hey," the silver teenager nodded back.
"Are you doing anything tonight? Since it is the weekend, I thought you might have something to do. So I thought I might ask."
"Well, nothing comes to mind. Why? You want me to go to the Piston Shop with you again?" Riku smirked as Demyx blushed. "Sure, I was planning on going anyway. I want to see what little Spice is going to do tonight."
"Caught your eye, huh?"
"Of course. Lovely items always do. And you did say that every Friday he does something special, I want to see what it is."
"That's the spirit! Maybe you'll get lucky tonight."
"I hope so. I sure would like a piece of that ass. You bringing Zexion?"
"Of course I'm bringing Zexy!" Demyx exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. "I'll come pick you up around seven. Your parents suspicious at all?"
"Sure and no. They think I'm having study group with a couple of friends so everything's cool. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble and loose you job."
"I knew you loved me!"
"Nah, all I love is the way you teach math. Pretty easy when you explain it that way."
Demyx pouted and shooed Riku away before he missed his next class, giving a small wave over his shoulder as he exited the classroom. The blond shook his head and smiled as the teenager left, sitting back down behind his desk and grading papers.
Beep! Beep!
"That's them dad. I'll probably be back late tonight," Riku waved goodbye to his dad, who was sitting on the couch reading his paper. He cat-like green eyes glanced up, silver hair covering his eyes.
"How late?" His gruff voice floated across the room, making Riku shiver. A small feminine laugh caused the silver hair teenager to relax as his mother came in from the kitchen. Her long cinnamon brown hair braided back, a couple of bangs slipping in front of her face, green eyes sparkling.
"Why Sephiroth," she started, shaking her head, "he's eighteen years old and able to take care of himself. Why must you constantly bug and prod him when he's old enough to move out of the house?"
"A little over protective I guess," Sephiroth replied, shaking his head as he folded his paper. "Arith, please tell me that you do mind our son going out constantly in a new city that could many dangers around the corner."
"Sephiroth," the woman, or Arith, warned, crossing her arms. "You go ahead son." She kissed her son's head good-bye and smiled as he left. Looking back at her husband, Arith glared and simply said. "No sex for two weeks."
"Took you long enough," Demyx snorted, his fingers tapping on the stirring wheel. Riku only waved it off and opened the back seat door to the blond's black Chevy truck, Zexion in the passenger seat. "And what the hell are you wearing?"
"Normal clothes. My parents are home for the night so I couldn't really dress up, plus, they were in the living room. And my dad got a little over protective. Luckily my mom doesn't mind me going out late at night," Riku replied.
"Sucks ass, doesn't it?" Demyx chuckled as he kept his eyes on the road, turning the wheel to the left into an alleyway. People and couples walked through it and entered a building with a black bald guy in the doorway.
"Yep. But ma's cool." The silver haired god grinned as he got out of the truck after Demyx parked off to the side of a building.
Zexion, so far, hadn't said anything as they got out of the truck and walked over to the line, which was waiting to get into the building. A fast beat came from the building, making Riku want to dance right then and there.
Finally, getting in front of the line, the bald man smiled and nodded for them to go ahead. Smiling back, Demyx entered the building and was instantly attacked by flashing lights and dancing bodies, which grinding into each other in some sexual dance.
The Piston Shop was a club. A gay club. And not just any gay club, it was also some sort of brothel. Their merchandize were oh so beautiful and teases. They tease on those circular platforms in the middle, or sides, of the room.
They danced or swung on poles in nothing but small shorts that barely cover their ass. Masks covered half their faces to keep them mysterious until one lucky guy gets to take them home. They smiled when some guy tucks several bills into their shorts and slapping them on the ass.
But one of those merchandize caught his eye the first time Riku came here. Spicy is what they called him, but he wasn't out in the open like these others were. He was saved for last as he did some sexy dance to even make a straight man hard. Then he calls out a name of some man that will take him home. Sometimes two. How he knew their names was a mystery to him.
Riku would like to be one of those men someday, maybe even now. He would like to fuck that spicy brunette as much as he could. But he would have to pay four hundred dollars to even sleep with the small brunette.
But Demyx did say that on Fridays, when Spicy did his specials, it was for free. Hopefully he would be called tonight.
Luckily he had been checked for any diseases before coming here. Anyone who isn't clean gets thrown out of here. So any man that wants to fuck Riku was clean. And the silver haired teen wouldn't mind getting fuck if he didn't get to fuck Spicy.
Though, Riku is a virgin. Big badass Riku is still a virgin. Sure he fucked tons of guy, but never been fucked himself. He wasn't afraid, no. He just picked guys that wanted to be bottom, and he usually was top.
Anyways, Riku made his way to the bar in the upper level of the club, which gave a great look out over the dancers and grinding bodies. He sat heavily on a high stool, grinning at the woman who happened to be the bartender for the night. She smiled back and stopped her chat with one of the other men at the bar to come to him.
"'Ello lad, what can I get for ya?" Her red lips twitched upwards as she noticed that he was alone, blue eyes sparkling. "Where're your other friends?" She smirked when he shrugged, moving some of her red bangs behind her ear. "Dumping your friends is a little mean, don't ya think?"
"They won't miss me; they have each other. Besides, I hope I get lucky to fuck Spicy tonight. And I'll just have a beer," the green eyed teen smirked back, leaning against the bar.
"Coming up." She turned her back to Riku and reached under the counter that was in front of her, taking out a beer as Riku took out his ID and several bucks. "Her you go lad. Watch the place for a moment, would ya?" She winked at him, gave his ID back, and got from behind the bar, putting a little distance between him and her as she took out a cell phone.
He only chuckled before taking a sip of his bear, loving the burning sensation that ran down his throat. He watched as the woman talked on the phone, biting her lip and smiling. She wire leather pants, a white blouse with a black vest, and leather high heeled boots. She was… hot.
(with the woman)
"Hey, it's Sherry. Ya, I got one. His name his Riku Hikaru. Oh ya, he's hot. Silver hair, ocean green eyes, and a hot muscular form. I know Spicy will like him." She bit her lip as the man on the other line thought it over. "Good. Give his name to Spicy."
She smirked as she snapped her phone closed and walked back to the bar. She smiled at Riku and winked. The silver haired teen gave a weary smile, lifting an eyebrow as the woman kept smirking.
"So, uh… what exactly happens in one of Spicy's specials?" He asked, downing the rest of his beer. He didn't seem to notice as Sherry's smirk grew.
"Oh, I think you'll find out soon enough," was all she said before going another man to refill his drink. She couldn't wait to watch the teen fuck the brunette in front of everyone fro free. Of course, the guy didn't know that.
Riku snorted and looked at his watch. Almost 9:00. Spicy should be on any second now. Just after he thought that, the larger platform lightened and out came the brunette that invaded his dreams, dancing and swaying on a pool.
A blue and white mask covered the lower half of his face, showing deep blue eyes and spiky, chocolate hair. Tan skin showed through his extra small shorts that seemed to go up like a thong, hips swaying teasingly, a smirk showing through his covered lips.
He grinded and moved up and down the pole as a fast tempo song started. Men whistled and wolf called as he shook his ass in front of the men below them. Some slapping his tan cheeks or simply running their hands over his tan globes.
Spicy moaned as they touched or slapped him, the viberator in him moving as the men made it move without their knowledge. He couldn't wait to be fucked and couldn't wait to be fucked by the man Sherry picked. Hopefully he's as good looking as she says the guy is.
Getting impatient, he pulled away from their hands and motioned for someone from the back to come up with his finger. A completely masked man strode up with a chair, giving Spicy a smack on the before leaving.
Everything went silent as the brunette stood away from the pole and next to the chair, waiting for him to call out a name. Spicy smirked as he took a minute to tease them, hearing the groans and moans from the waiting men.
His voice was loud and sweet as he called out a name, surprising the hell out of Riku. "Riku Hikaru." Blue eyes looked around, searching for the man that was supposed to fuck him in front of all these people.
In the corner of his eye, he saw movement coming from the upper balcony and watched as a silver haired man walked down the stairs, coming for him. Blue eyes widen at what he saw. The man was beautiful; like a Greek god.
Silver hair, green eyes, pale skin, and nice muscles. He was certainly a sight. The people the guy passed whistled and pinched his ass as the guy came on the stadium. But the guy in front of him was someone he knew but never met during this week. All Spicy could say was,
"Holy shit…"
First chapter done. Don't worry, it'd gonna get better. It went a little fast, I know. But I know I'll try and make the other chapters longer. Hope you like it. Review!