THE OTHER SIDE
Brian's POV
I danced with Justin like I always do. I have that little twinkie in the palm of my hand. He was my sex toy. Nothing more than a hole for me to put my dick in. But he does give good head. Heading down towards the bathroom, I spotted Michael leaning against the bar looking all depressed and shit.
We were about to go into the back room, but I pulled Justin back to me by the neck. "Oww, that hurt."
"Justin, can you do me a favor?" That kid'll do anything for me. He'll suck me and take it in the ass more than anyone I know. He is always up for anything.
"What is it?"
"Michael is all sad about Doctor Dave going bye bye. Now, there is one thing that I know that will make him feel better and I was wondering if you would like to help."
Justin, if you don't know what I'm thinking, turn your GQ in right now and go eat some pussy.
He smiled back at me. Good. I hope the dopey little pup gets it.
With silent soles, we were behind Michael. I hit his arm and he looked so angry. So stressed. Now, let's think, what would release that stress? Hmm...
My thoughts swam in my mind like fish in the deep sea. Maybe it was that Special K I took earlier. "Hello Michael. How are you on this fine, fine evening?"
I tried not to think to hard about what I was doing. I just made Mikey the fish I was targeting. Let's see if he wants to go for my bait. "Look, I really want to go home, would you mind giving me a ride or something?"
I'll ride him. I'll ride him so he won't be able to sit for a week. I'll ride his fucking brains out. "Can I pick the second one?" I grabbed his face and kissed him. "Let's get out of here."
I grabbed the hands of my favorite toys and left like a happy go lucky toddler. Michael slid up front while Justin went into the back. I just drove and replied whenever I was spoken to. I heard Michael yell at Justin so I interrupted a bit.
"Relax Mikey, relax. You are going to need some help getting over that shithead, Dr. Dave." I looked into the mirror to get a glance of my beautiful prodigy. "You need to experience a pure, youth filled fuck, you fucking necrofiliac."
I expected a response, but there was nothing. He must agree. Thank fucking god.
I fumbled with my keys and slid my door open. My boy toy threw his clothes off before you can say, 'Nice dick.' That makes me so proud.
I threw off my clothes quicker though. I must say, the boy could still use some work.
But before I slid my pants off, I popped a hit of X in my mouth. And he didn't even notice. I guess my dick impressed him. "So Mikey, you have to ask yourself this: Are you coming or going? Or coming and then going. Or coming and..."
I knew Michael always had a crush on me, but damn. He almost killed me with his tongue. My eyes watered and I completely blacked out.
This morning, I opened my eyes and looked over at Michael. Smiling, looking so happy. The only thing I could think is that I must have been the best fuck he's ever had.