He couldn't have been more nervous in his entire life. He was on the computer and was looking through the websites he'd need to get what he wanted. His brown eyes looked over site after site until he found one that seemed right for him, taking a deep breath he clicks on the sight.
The logo pops up in big, bubbly, pink lettering, ' .' The brunette was dying inside, sure this wasn't his first time doing this, but he told Mabel he wouldn't do it anymore after she found out, but he had been doing it for so long before she caught on and now he was so use to the lifestyle that it was hard to go back. The only reason he was so nervous was because she said if she found out about him doing it again that she was gonna take it to the Stans, and he doesn't think he could handle that.
It took a short time to set up his account, he already knew what he wanted from a Daddy and he still had some pictures that he liked from his old account on another site, after getting those posted he browsed around for a bit and came across a few interesting men that were looking for male sugar babies. He wasn't going to get too excited though, the brunette knew searching for someone would take a while.
Dipper put his laptop away after an hour or so of flirting with men twice his age. He knew there was an cocktail party going on tomorrow at an upscale art gallery, thanks to some friends from school, and he had decided he'd make an appearance with them before he even thought about getting back into this. It was just a bonus that there would be rich men possibly looking for a little guy or gal to tend to and he'd be damned if he didn't look his finest, he need to go shopping, now.
Rushing to the bathroom he took a quick shower, even pulling out his makeup bag that no one but he and Mabel knew about-she found out just before she found out about him being a sugar baby. Once he deemed himself fit he hid it away again and went to get clothing other than just boxer briefs. He dressed in a plain white button-up and black skinny jeans that showed off his butt and legs with his usual sneakers. He needs to look good, you never know when you could run into a possible suitor, but still casual enough that he could slip by his family without alerting them too much.
It took a bit, but he was able to slip out of the shack without directly telling Stan or Mabel what he was up to, he didn't have to worry about Ford because he was in the basement fooling around with some dumb invention for the company he worked for.
It took a little longer to get to the nice shop out of town that he got all of his nicer clothes from. When he went in he was hit with the smell of top dollar cologne and new clothing. Looking around there were a few other people in the place, a few already nicely dressed men and a couple tailors helping them. One seemed to catch his eye, a tall blonde man in an obnoxious yellow dress shirt who was speaking with a tailor who was messing around with a black tux jacket for him.
Dipper wasn't the only one that seemed to notice the other, when the man turned he must have seen the brunette staring at him, because he looked over and he looked a touch shocked for a moment, but in a split second his features took on a predatory look, honey coloured eye narrowing and mouth pulling back in a wide smirk that showed off his pearly white teeth. The brunette didn't know how to react, he seemed much too young to be in a place like this, he couldn't possibly be older than his late twenties.
Then again who was Dipper to talk, he was only 23 and was here with his left over Sugar Daddy money to get dressed up to find a new old man to suck money from. God, with this man looking at him he couldn't help but to blush and look away feeling bashful. He was hot. He was hot and checking out Dipper.
Clearing his throat he moved to talk with a tailor that had just finished with one of the other men and was coming up to Dipper, it was the guy that normally helped him when he came here, his name was Randy and he couldn't he nicer.
"Hello hun! It's been a while, what two months, what do you need?" the redhead asked.
"Hey, yeah it sure has, but-uh-I need something nice and sexy to wear for a gallery viewing tomorrow," you smirked, Randy always made the young man feel more confident, he would always hit on him when he helped and if that wasn't a good way to get back into his groove, he didn't know what would.
"Oooo, of course!" he said with excitement.
Dipper could feel the honey eye of the man on him the entire time Randy helped him pick out his clothes and had them fixed to fit him better. The brunette would send the tall man short glances with flirtatious eyes and a lick of the lips once or twice and he could feel the blonde's frustration from all the way across the room. Not to mention when Randy's hand would brush his butt or chest in even the slightest of provocative ways his hands would clinch and his jaw would tighten in just the right way to make Dipper's knees weak.
By the time he had gotten black pinstripe pants that were dressy enough to wear to the viewing and still make his ass look great with a slightly too tight, light blue shirt the man had started his was over. Randy cocked his eyebrow in the direction of the man and smirked then took his leave, Dipper decided to play it cool and pretend he didn't see the man coming over and went to look at ties.
"Hello," the blonde said when he was close enough to Dipper and ran his eyes over the brunette, up close the blond was even more handsome, with tanned skin, and honey eye rimmed with a hazel green and blue mix the other covered by an eyepatch, slim hips and waist with legs that just didn't stop, all under a slightly wider chest that was just perfect in every way.
"Hello to you too," Dipper put on a little smirk and turned to the gorgeous man and let his eyes run over him a time or two, not making it subtle in the slightest that he thought the guy was hot.
"I couldn't help but to notice you looking at me, I'm Bill Cipher," he said with an air of confidence to him.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Mason Pines, but everyone calls me Dipper," the boy said with the same confidence and formality, he's dealt with enough rich guys to know good manners go a long way, "May I ask what brings you over here?"
Bill smirks in a way that causes Dipper's breath to get caught in his throat and raises a brow, "Well, like I said I couldn't help but to see you checking me out since you came in, I just thought I'd at least get the name of the cutie that couldn't keep his eyes off me."
"Well I can't say I wasn't, you're an attractive man, Mr. Cipher," brown eyes looking over the man yet again, not being able to get enough of this guy's body, and taking another step closer to him. He already had to tilt his head up to look at Bill, but at this angle he knew would his eyes look much more seductive. And he was right he could see it in the way that Bill's eyes had that same predatory spark in them as earlier.
"Please, call me Bill," he licked his lips, Dipper's eyes immediately going to the motion, he had to bite his bottom lip to keep from leaning in and trying to kiss the guy then. That seemed to be just the right thing to do too, because Bill's eye flashed to Dipper's mouth with a certain excitement that Dipper knew all too well.
Bill moved his hand to rest on Dipper's hip and pull him just a touch closer, "How about I take you out to dinner sometime?"
This was where Dipper had to pull away from the blonde seeming to make him confused. "I'm sorry, but I don't think we'd be into the same things Bill," Dipper said the name like it was the sweetest poison known to man. He turned back to the ties, hearing his name spoken so gently in Dipper's mouth made he man visibly shiver.
"Oh, and just what is it that would give you that idea?" Bill spoke after a beat or two and a deep breath, looking on to the ties with the shorter man.
"Well, for one I don't really do normal relationships; I'm more of an… acquired taste," Dipper explained without giving up too much and giving the blonde a narrow eyed side glance.
"I can tell you now that I can acquire any taste it takes for a sexy thing like you," Bill stated in all seriousness.
That genuinely made the shorter male blush and look off it took him a second before he looked back up at the man, "Well, we can talk about it over dinner then."
Bill let an overly large smile stretch over his face, "Well then I suppose that works."
After exchanging phone numbers and arranging when and where their date would be Bill had to leave. Dipper couldn't have been more excited, he just got a date with the hottest man he's ever laid eyes on. Not to mention this guy could possibly be his next Sugar Daddy, if he played his cards right.