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The school bell rang, bringing together the great cluster of jocks, nerds, geeks, cheerleaders, goths, hippies and 'kind of normal' kids into the school building. It was Friday, the day which all college students looked forward to. Today was a day where everyone got to go out and have fun for the night, making stupid mistakes to wake to in the morning and if all went well to risk the exact same things the week after.

UCLA, it's a great school. The weather was always smiling, the roads were always packed, the beach was only a short walk away and the students were all nice, well at least it wasn't like High school.

Logan was getting ready to get to his first and last class of the day; Advanced Human Anatomy. His other teachers weren't in school, so he only had one class. He could have skived, but he didn't want to. You see, Logan wanted to be a doctor and not just any doctor; he wanted to be the right kind of doctor, who helped people instead of picking in their pockets, who saved lives that mattered; saved those who had families to go back, to do what was morally right. He wanted to be a doctor for all those reasons and more and he was still fascinated by the human body. He just loved it; he could spend hours upon hours doing research on the human body.

Yes, he loved school and he loved that he was one day going to be a doctor. He got to his first lesson and took his usual seat at the front row. Because he sat there, he didn't really make any friends, sure there were the occasional 'hello's and 'good morning's thrown at him, but he hadn't found a friend to spend his school life with, but it was better here. No one bothered him. No one really knew him and no one knew his past or how he was supporting himself, for the time being.

The professor came into the room and started the lecture, explaining all the little bits or information which would have taken Logan hours to find and after assigning them their homework for the weekend, the professor ended the class, hurrying off to his next lecture. Logan was packing up, his eyes on the clock. The lecture had ended fifteen minutes late and Logan had called into his workplace, saying that he's he there early today. It took him 20 minutes to get there with the bus, 50 if it was by foot. He told his boss that he'd be there by 10:30am and it was 10:05am.

As soon as Logan was packed, he flew out of the room and ran to the bus stop in hopes that the bus driver was on schedule and was keeping up with their 5 minute intervals and he managed to get there right in time…

"Please, please wait." Logan chanted as he ran to the stop. The bus driver saw Logan's frantic running figure and waited for him. Logan got in, giving his bus fare, huffing and puffing. "Thank *breath in* you *breath out*" He said to the bus driver.

"Not a problem, kid." Said the bus driver, tilting his hat at Logan.

Logan gave him a little smile and proceeded to look for a seat.

"I'm here! I'm here! I'm here!" Logan yelled, as he walked in through the back door. He was huffing again, he'd ran from the bus stop to his work place and that was a good five minute walk, 2 and 45 seconds if he ran and he did and he make it! The time was currently 10:29am.

"Slow down, kid." Said his boss, Eric Thompson. He was a good guy and he ran a clean business. He was young and well, filthy rich. "You're not up for another half hour. Relax." He said gesticulating his hands downward, so that Logan would calm down and even out his breathing. "Get dressed, then bust the tables" he said, giving Logan his classic Eric grin. He was tall, to say the least, well he was 5'11, which compared to Logan's small stature, was pretty big. He was lanky and didn't seem to have much shape, his hair was black and he had creamy skin. His face was nice, he was good looking, but not in the obnoxious way, he had brown eyes and looked like the type to listen to your problems.

"Thank *breath in* you *breath out*"

"No problem kid."

A lot of people liked to call Logan kid, sure he looked young but he wasn't! He was nineteen for Christ's sake! Okay fine he was young compared to Eric, who was at least a decade older than him, but he was an adult!

Logan's POV

I went to my dressing room and started looking through the wardrobe. I had a variety of things, there was; sexy cowboy, kitten, sexy plumber, naughty butler, dirty school boy, etc…Yeah, there were a lot of kinky stuff customers want to see and you know what they say; the customers always right. I'm feeling like a um…slutty nurse. Well, that's the closest thing to a doctor in here, so I guess that's what I'm going to go for.

Yeah. I'm a stripper.

You see, Med school is expensive and I was lucky enough to get accepted early and not have to pay for four years of college first. I tried asking for a loan, but the most they could give me would only last me three months tops, so I had to find a job and this pays well. I make an average of $500 a night and that's only on tips and I work five days a week and I make more than minimum wage with my income. Basically, if I keep working like the way I work, I can actually afford Medical school and still have enough money left over to pay rent and I have a roommate, who I barely see, but he's always high anyway, so I'm good.

I get dressed in my slutty aqua short shorts and my tight nurse top and add a nurse's hat on the top. I go into makeup and start off with the foundation, making sure I add enough so that the spot light doesn't wash me out. Then I move on to my eyes. The eyes are important, like they say, the eyes are the window to the soul and in the stripping world, and it's also the window to the customer's wallet. After applying enough eye makeup, I add a touch of tinted lip balm and I'm ready. TO be honest, I don't look like normal Doctor Logan anymore, I look good, well better than Doctor Logan, I look desirable and I feel confident. Here everyone wants me. Yes, I am popular, I even have my own name; Dominic Ray. I'm nicknamed the Sexy Vixen and…um…yes…I have been with a few customers…not in very physical ways…um…just like um…BJs and HJs, nothing more and yes, I was careful! I swear! The last thing I need right now is to get pregnant. It just gets lonely and if you are alone for as long as I am and I've been alone since I was nine, so ten years, you start craving attention and attraction and being Dominic helps.

And yes, you might have gathered that I'm gay. Nobody knows at school. At school, I'm just the shy nerd who's trying his hardest in school and struggling to get by and here, I'm free to be whoever I want to be, without restrictions. I've contemplated if I have MPD; Multiple personality disorder and my diagnosis is that I don't. I have an alter ego who I live vicariously through. And if I have to say I love it. Don't get me wrong, I'm going to be a doctor and I love Medicine, but here, I'm free and there's not a care in the world. And no, I do not do drugs or drink!

I take a head to toe look at myself and I make a few adjustments with my hair, spiking it up a little more, so that my bangs won't fall on my face. I hide my face in school, I have seen some of my classmates here and they didn't seem to recognise me, but I need to be safe and I don't need bad rumours going around on me.

"Okay, you are good to go Dominic." I tell myself. I actually have to give myself a pep talk every night before I go on. I'm scared at what my parents would think of me, but at the same time, I need to support myself and I'm not going to do this forever, it's just to pay for Med school.

Eric was the one who scouted me, I had just heard that I couldn't get a bigger loan so I was in the park, looking miserable and he saw me, thought I was cute, listened to my story and told me he'd just inherited a strip club, which he was going to make turn into a male strip club (male strippers only!) only and he was scared he'd get screwed over if he had girls and, to be frank, Eric was gay himself, so I understand why he preferred guys over gals. I was hesitant at first but I was desperate and Eric is a good guy. I know he wouldn't hurt me, well now I know he wouldn't hurt me. I've been working with him for almost a year now…Wow, three for years of med school and I'm going to be a doctor!

"You are doing this for your future. You are doing this because you feel free and good and confident and everything you don't feel when you are Logan. You can do this." I said to myself and walked out of my dressing room.

I started waiting on the few people who were there, cleaning up tables that needed to be clean and the occasional lap dance… It's not so bad, there were men and women in the here, women tended to like me and they treated me like a cute little kid and they tipped heavily…they weren't as rough as the men, they'd sometimes grab onto my hips and start rubbing themselves against me. It annoyed me, but it made me feel wanted, so I was okay with it. I also made a pretty dime out of that too. I'm good at what I do and here I make people feel better in some way, in a way it's like a cure or a remedy, like a doctor…

"Yo Dominic! You're up!" said the stage manager. Now, our stage manager was a girl, Camille Roberts she is actually Eric's cousin, who has been working as long as I have and we have a blast together, we're also the same age and go to the same school, but she's majoring in Entertainment, so we don't' get to see a lot of each other, but she's actually the one true friend I have in LA.

"I'm coming." I yelled and made my way back stage.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen, he's here early today! Please give it up for the sexy vixen himself! Dominic Ray!" said the announcer…uh…I still don't know who the heck the announcer it, but they have a nice voice.

I smuttily danced onto the stage, as the music (Niki Minaj) started playing. I walked up to the pool and let the music pulse through his veins, pumping adrenaline through my body, making me transfer myself completely to Dominic. I swayed my hips, while holding onto the pole, the crowd cheered, and already they were throwing money onto me

James POV

First of all, let's get one thing straight. I don't' know what I'm doing here.

"Come on James! I hear these strip clubs are all the rage in the states!" Cheered by over energetic little brother, well half-brother, but still brother; Carlos.

My brother and I are well…um…weareroyalty…We are the Princes or the Kingdom Of Rocque, it's a small Kingdom between France and Spain, with alliances with countries all over the world. I'm the oldest and my brother is the second, we have a baby sister, Katie, but she's back home.

Carlos and I are here because of a business meeting and because I like to indulge my baby brother, I ended up in a strip club after the meeting was finished. Father always said it was best to learn from an early age and that is why we are here, instead of him. I always thought that if I was going to learn something from an early age, it's be talking over the kingdom or something realistic like that, not learning the ways of a strip club.

The music was too loud, there weren't that many people in, but it was only about lunch time and there was a huge crowd gathering around the stage. I shifted my eyes there and saw the most, majestic creature in all my life time. He was swaying his hips to the music, erotic poses seemed to just come to him. He danced around the pole, giving his audience what they wanted. He bent over, squatting on his feet, giving the people a perfect view of his glorious round ass. Again, perfection…

I snapped out of my daze, when I felt a hand on my shoulder; Kendall, he is our servant, more like my best friend and my right hand man, but right now his official title was servant. He gave me a sad smile.

"I'll go follow Carlos if you want." He said, sadly.

"Uh, Yeah sure." I told Kendall, who went to follow my brother around, discreetly, so he'd be safe. I sighed looking at him. Poor fool.

I turned my attention back onto the stage and the young man who was there before was walking off the stage, collecting his tips. I followed his with my eyes and saw him go to the back. My feet unconscientiously followed him. I found myself at the back stage and I was staring at a well-lit hallway, with a corridor of doors. I didn't go in. I didn't want to be told I wasn't welcome.

And being in a strip club, when you are royalty is hard, at least, no one knows who I am, so I guess I'm fine, but it's still risky.

I went back out and searched for my brother and Kendall. They were at a booth at the back of the room. Kendall was having a drink and I prayed that Carlos was drinking soda. I walked up to them and saw that Kendall and Carlos were at the opposite side of the booth, trying to keep as much distance between them as possible.

"What'd I miss?" I asked the, scooting next to Kendall, making him move closer to Carlos.

"Nothing." The both muttered.

"So, are you happy? We've been to a strip club, may we please go?" I asked, annoyed at them. Truthfully I didn't want to go, but what were the chances that that dancer finished his shift and was ready to go home…

I love this jinx thing and there he was, walking towards an empty table, clearing away the glasses. I couldn't help myself. I followed him with my eyes and kept an intense gave over his small body.

I think he felt my gaze because he looked up from what he was doing and turned to look towards me. He gave me a flirty smile and swayed his hips walking away from me. That little tease.

Normal POV

Logan felt someone watching him, it felt like someone could burn him with the intensity of that gaze, it was faltering, to say the least, but he wasn't sure where the gaze was coming form. There were some customers who were very…nice or…good looking and those were the ones that got Logan a little scared, but he was doing it for Med school and there was only three years left. Only three.

He turned his head towards the origin of the gaze, unable to concentrate on the task at hand and he was met with a pair of beautiful golden hazel eyes. They shone even in the poorly lit room of the club. They were beautiful and Logan felt a weird attraction to the stranger in the booth. The man was young and he himself was a gorgeous being, with beautiful golden brown locks falling on his tanned face. He smiled had him, intending it to be a little flirty, hoping that the customer would approach him and ask for a lap dance. It had been months since Logan had any real type of fun of his own and now that he saw someone worth that 'fun' he wanted to make sure that he had a chance.

Logan left with the rubbish, swaying his lips to the beat of the music as he did, knowing that the stranger was still looking at him.

Logan got to the bar area and unloaded his tray and waited there a minute, and turning very inconspicuously, just to catch another glimpse of the tall dark stranger. He turned his head and, yes, the stranger was still looking at him. His eyes were filled with amusement and nervousness. Logan could tell that this was his first time at a strip club. He'd seen all the types of customers and he just knew that stranger was new. Logan smirked at himself, something he would not have done if he was still Doctor Logan, but Dominic was sure that this new guy would be interested after a good talk.

Logan walked up to the stranger and stood in front of him, suddenly his nerves go the better of him and he could feel Dominic slip away from him and being back some of his shyness. Logan took a deep breath. He knew what he wanted and he wanted to talk to the stranger and get to know him, even if there was no 'fun' afterwards. The looks the stranger gave him were immensely flattering and the guy was hot, so why not?

"Hi." Logan said in a flirty voice.

"Um…Hi." James replied, his nervousness pouring out of the seams of his shirt.

"I'm Dominic. Dominic Ray" Logan introduced, holding his hands out for a shake. Really! This is your first move? Argh! Logan thought.

"James…James Diamond." James said. As a prince, who was not supposed to be there, he had to have a name in handy to give to people who shouldn't know he was there and Diamond was his late mother's maiden name, so it wasn't completely a lie, per say.

"It's nice to meet you." Logan smiled a genuine smile.

"Uh…You too." James stuttered. He didn't know what he was supposed to say or how he was supposed to say it. Back home he'd only courted girls, and girls usually approached him, not the other way round! "So…um…I saw you dancing… you dance well."

Logan let out a little chuckle at James' nervousness. "If you think moving my body while taking off my clothes is good dancing, we need to take you to a dance club." He said.

"Are you asking me on a date?" James said, not knowing what else to say. Truth be told, he was hoping Dominic was and he would have said yes in a heartbeat.

"I don't know." Logan said, truthfully. He'd learned a few things while working at the club. One, never tell customers your real name. Two, don't take customers home. Three, never mix work and pleasure. Logan knew that what he did was for his future and he wasn't supposed to like his clients, so he followed the rules and never broke any of them. He didn't want people to know his other life from the club and vice versa.

"Well, I'm only visiting." James said, he was only going to be in the state for one more night, so he didn't want to string anyone along.

"Oh." Logan said. Kind of hurt that the one guy that caught his attention wasn't even living in the same place as he was. He was bummed to say the least, but that was life…No. That was Logan's life. Logan sighed.

*Ahem, ahem* said the other two people in the booth. Logan snapped out of his thought and looked at them.

"Hi!" Logan said, faking cheeriness

"Hi." Kendall said, giving him a smile.

"Um…Right. Dominic, This is Kendall, my best friend and that's Carlos, my brother." James introduced.

Carlos was carefully looking at Kendall and saw the smile. He gave a scowl to Logan and went back to drinking his beverage. Kendall didn't notice, but continued being polite to Logan.

"So…how long have you worked here?" Kendall asked, also sensing James' nervousness.

"Almost a year. I still can't believe it." Logan said, returning the smile.

"Why are you working here?" Carlos said harshly.

Logan was un-phased by the tone of Carlos' voice; he had encountered people like this every other week, so he learned to not let it bother him. "I work here, because I need the money and this place pays." Logan said, keeping his smile.

"I apologize about by brother." James said sending daggers at his brother for being rude to who he thought was Dominic.

Logan gave James a soft smile, which almost melted James' heart away. "It's okay; he's not the first to ask." Logan said waving off the comment, but a little touched that James cared about what he was feeling, most of the customers treated him like an object to get themselves off, it was nice to know that there were still the rare person out there, who didn't only see him as a stripper and nothing more.

"Um…can I interest you in a drink?" James tried. He shouldn't be feelings the things he was feeling. It felt weird being with Dominic, he wasn't sure why he was feeling those things, but he was grower fonder of Dominic with the passing minute. And he wanted the minutes to last longer…he shouldn't be feeling this. He was a prince. Princes weren't supposed to be attracted to male strippers. It just wasn't done! But James never felt this way before, so what was the harm?

Logan chuckled. "Sorry, I'm not much of a drinker, but um…I can dance for you." He suggested.

James blushed deeply and turned to his best friend and his brother, knowing that he wanted to go with Dominic, but not wanting to leave them alone. They gave him the nod of approval, well Kendall did, and Carlos was sulking for some reason.

"There's a room at the back, if you want more privacy." Logan said, feeling Dominic come back to him.

James took a deep breath and nodded his head and got up to follow the beautiful stripper.

James' POV

He's doing this because he needs money…right? Can he be attracted to me? Why else would he be doing this?

I know this is a fact…but why does my heart ache?

Normal POV

Logan lead James to the back rooms, which were marked private and he quickly scanned to see if anyone was in. He saw the two out of four of the private rooms were occupied and quickly lead James into the free on.

"So, you've never done this before?" Logan asked, sensing James' nervousness and the fact that his hands were trembling a little in Logan's grasp.

James sighed and shook his head. "No."

"So this would be your first?" Logan asked, his eyes hopeful for something.

"Yes…" Well, James did have people dancing for him, all the time, but not the type of dance Logan was suggesting.

"Well, if you don't like it you can tell me to stop and I will and we could maybe um…."

"Talking would be nice." James said, reading Logan's mind.

Logan looked at him confused, wondering how he knew what he was thinking.

"I made a wild guess." James said.

Logan smiled. "But I'm guessing you want me to dance? I made a wild guess too." Without turning back to James, Logan walked over to the sound system and started a song. He actually wanted to dance for James and for a moment just forgot about his other life. Logan let the music take him, he moved his ass with the rhythm, making James' mouth dry with lust and longing. Logan than turned around, showing James' only his back and then came back to James' back, bouncing and hovering around him, arousing him.

James turned Logan around, wanting to see his face and the back of his head and made Logan straddle him. Logan continued to hover above James and he did the occasional bounce. The sight was erotic and sensational.

Logan was losing himself in the music and the feeling of James finally putting his hands on him. Logan moved down lower, trying to create and effect…

"Hm….Dominic." James purred in pleasure of watching Logan.

Logan snapped out of his trance and remembered that James didn't know who he was and right now he was Dominic. He felt a pang of hurt and jealousy run through his veins. He was jealous of Dominic. Logan could never do this. Logan could never make a guy like James fall for him. He couldn't.

Logan's POV

Why can't I be more like Dominic? James like Dominic, he wouldn't go for the shy, introverted Logan. Is it so bad that I want this guy to like me for me? Is that so wrong?

"Dominic…you're beautiful."

And that did it. My hearts tightening and my stomach was doing all sorts of summersaults. He likes Dominic. Not Logan. He's here with Dominic.

I gave him a flirty grin; I didn't want him to think that I wasn't interested. Of course I was. Of course Dominic was. So was Logan, but…I'm going on and on about this…Just enjoy it Logan, live vicariously through Dominic.

"You like that?" I asked, rolling my hips right above the tent that James was now forming.

"Hm…" James moaned, his eyes undressing my every move and his hands feeling up my sides. He didn't go any lower than the belt area, which I was grateful for. I think he wanted me to say that it was okay, but right now I was enjoying his hands on my hips, running up and down. He brought his hands up to cup my face and held me there for a minute and I stopped moving.

"James?" I asked wondering what was wrong.

"I'm only here for one more night." He simply stated.

"I know." I said.

"Spend it with me?" He asked, his eyes begging.

"I…I…A-Are you sure?" I stuttered. I've only been in this business for year. I've never…I am still a virgin. The 'fun' I was referring to... never elevated higher than the usual… I know where my limits lie and I know what I am capable of. To be asked like this…I want to. I really want to.

"I'll pay you. One million dollars." He said in a rush. His eyes looked pleading

"What?!" I said, my eyes going wide. Th-That's enough to cover the rest of my education…

"Your company. For the rest of the time I am here. I'll pay for your time." James suggested, his eyes pleading, but his facial features going stoic.

"Th-that's extremely generous of you, but how do you have a m-million dollars?" I stuttered, no, no, no Logan please, please just hide, and please let Dominic come out.

"I have my ways." James said. "So will you?"

Is this guy serious? I-Is he really offering me a million dollars to spend time with him…and…and maybe…

"What is it that you are actually buying?" Dominic asked. Its okay Logan, Dominic is here. Relax.

"You're time." James said, without hesitation.

"Is that all?"

"I usually get my money's worth." James said his face unchanging, but you could see a gleam in his eyes. "I'm buying your time and I expect you to do as I ask." He said. His eyes were still pleading, but his facial expression slightly worried. He was turning stoic…

"Yes." I said without thinking. I need the money, if I get it, I won't have to work here anymore. I can afford Med School. I can start over..

"Can you get off work now?" He asked me.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was about lunch time…I think I can get out early…"let me check." I said, walking to the sound system to turn it off. "Come on. I'll ask my boss and see what I can do." I said offering him a smile.

And he simply nodded.

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