Oh my goodness! The response to this story so far has blown me away! I'm so so glad you guys like it! So, here for your enjoyment, chapter two! Enjoy! :)

Chapter Two

Blaine can't breathe. The most beautiful man he's ever seen, besides Kurt he keeps telling himself, is here to give him a private dance. Blaine knows he's in trouble. There's no way he can keep himself under control when this man will be doing such sexy things in front of him. Emerald will surely notice the huge bulge that will be in Blaine's pants. Talk about an embarrassing moment. When Blaine sees Emerald in full, he's speechless. He's wearing a tight dark blue t-shirt and fireman equipment. A helmet along with the pants and suspenders. The black boots complete the outfit. And to Blaine's liking, he's still wearing the eyeliner. The glitter on his face just adds to the perfection.

"Wow," Emerald says, "Nice to see you again, sexy. You know, after paying all this money to get a private dance from me you really didn't have to give me that twenty."

"M-M-My friends b-bought me this..." Blaine stammers, curiously nervous in front of this stunning man. He knew he should tell Emerald that this is his bachelor party but he can't bring himself to telling him that he's getting married for some reason. Emerald can see Blaine's nervousness and smiles at him. Blaine's heart all but stopped at that smile. It was beautiful, just like everything else about this man. Emerald walked over and sat himself down on Blaine's legs.

"There's no reason to be nervous, sexy," he tells Blaine. "I'm just here to make sure you have a good time. Oh, and by the way..." Emerald adds, running his index finger down Blaine's chest, "I really do think you're sexy. And I don't tell many people that."

Blaine blushed so red he was sure he was the same color as the couch. Emerald smiled at him again and then it turned into a smirk.

"I should've known your friends bought you this. I gave them a choice of three outfits they thought you'd like best and they picked fireman," Emerald says as he stands up and gestures to his outfit, "You like?"

Blaine nods quickly. "Y-Yeah, they picked good."

Emerald winked at him and made his way up on the little stage.

"There's basically only one rule. You don't touch. If I want you to touch me somewhere, and I'm pretty sure I will considering how sexy you are, I'll place your hands there. Deal?" Emerald asks, raising an eyebrow at Blaine. Blaine nods again, not trusting his voice very much.

"Deal," he manages to get out. Emerald smiles and bends over so he can set up his music on the stereo. Blaine can't help but stare at his ass. He just wants to pull those pants down and fuck him while he's bent over. Whoa, where did that thought come from? He has Kurt. Oh shit, Kurt. This is the first he's thought of him since he's seen Emerald. Blaine knows he should feel bad about this but he can't bring himself to care. Kurt's thousands of miles away probably watching a stripper of his own. But his stripper couldn't possibly be as beautiful as Emerald.

Emerald finally gets the music set up and it starts to play. It's got a nice beat and it's perfect for Emerald to shake his hips to. Emerald takes a grip of the pole and begins to dance around it. Blaine's amazed how his simple movements look so graceful and beautiful. He's very talented in his movements. Emerald takes the helmet off and throws it to the ground somewhere. Blaine likes this better. This way he gets to see the man's beautiful brown hair. He just wanted to run his hands through it and tug on it. Emerald started working his hips in the way that made Blaine hard. He could feel it happening as he focused on the man's crotch area. Emerald noticed where Blaine's eyes were and smirked. He then began to grind on the pole. Blaine moaned softly and prayed Emerald didn't hear it. He had never wished he was a pole so much in his life. Emerald worked his hips on the pole expertly. Blaine was hypnotized. This was all driving him crazy. Soon, Emerald stopped grinding and started playing with the suspenders he was wearing. He swung his hips to rhythm of the music as he lowered one side of the suspenders off his shoulder. He dropped the other side and shimmied his hips to get out of his pants. They fall to his ankles and Blaine's eyes widen. Under his pants Emerald is wearing extremely tight black briefs. They're so tight that Blaine can see Emerald's length pretty well. And damn, is he huge. Blaine wants to rip them off so he can see the goodness underneath. Emerald smirks and saunters over to Blaine. He slides himself into Blaine's lap, straddling his legs.

"Like what you see, Killer?" Emerald asks with a wink. Blaine nods, not taking his eyes away from Emerald's. Emerald looks back into his eyes for a moment. Neither of them realizes how much time is really going by because they're both lost in the other's eyes. Emerald finally breaks the gaze and looks down to Blaine's hands. He takes his hands in his own. Blaine feels the electricity shoot through him at the contact. Emerald feels it too but decides that if he ignores it, it'll go away. Emerald guides Blaine's hands to the bottom of his shirt.

"Would you like to take my shirt off?" Emerald asks, tilting his head, giving Blaine an innocent expression that drove Blaine crazy.

"Y-Yeah," Blaine says as he takes the bottom of the other brunette's shirt in his hands and begins to pull up. Emerald raises his arms so Blaine can get it off. Blaine gets it over his head and throws it to the ground near his helmet. Blaine lets his gaze fall to the abs of the amazing man sitting on his lap. They're perfect. Blaine finds himself thinking of that word a lot when it comes to this man. Emerald allows him to look for a while before taking Blaine's hands in his again, once again ignoring the feeling he gets when their hands touch, and puts them on his chest. Blaine bites his lip as he trails his hands over Emerald's chest. He starts to run them down to his abs but looks up to Emerald for confirmation that it's okay first. Emerald nods at him and Blaine runs his hands down over his abs, touching them very lightly with his fingertips. This man felt amazing under Blaine's hands. Blaine let his eyes gaze up for a moment to look at Emerald's face. Emerald had his eyes closed and was leaning his head back, clearly enjoying Blaine's touch. Blaine smiled to himself, happy that he could make him feel good like that. Sure, a lot of other guys probably did it too but right now it's Blaine making him feel that way. Emerald opened his eyes, suddenly remembering that he was here to make Blaine feel good. Not the other way around. But Blaine was making him feel better than any other customer ever had. But he had to forget that and focus on his job. Emerald slipped out from under Blaine's touch and off his lap. Blaine frowned but it disappeared quickly as Emerald turned around and sits back down with his ass right on Blaine's crotch. Blaine had to bite his lip to stop the moan that was threatening to come out. Emerald was pressing his ass hard against Blaine's hard on and it felt so good to both of them.

"Damn killer..." Emerald said as he snaked an arm up behind Blaine's neck, playing with the hair at the base of his neck. Blaine dropped his head forward and rested it on Emerald's shoulder.

"Fuck..." he muttered. Emerald smirked and began rocking his hips so his ass is grinding against Blaine's hard cock. Blaine moaned and can't help himself but to grab Emerald by the hips. Blaine had never had a lap dance before but he was pretty sure they couldn't get any better than this. Emerald rocked his hips at a steady pace occasionally going a little bit harder on purpose to earn a moan from Blaine. Emerald loved the sounds Blaine was making. He wanted this man. He rarely wanted one of his customers but this man was just too much. His nerdy fashion sense turned him on. People always assumed Emerald would go after someone tall and who dressed sexy in tight clothing. But no, Blaine was exactly the type of guy Emerald would go for. Small, a little nerdy and not the best fashion sense. Emerald loved these things about Blaine and badly wanted to go home with him. The shyness and nervousness made him even more attractive to Emerald. He couldn't take it anymore and got up and turned himself around again before placing himself back on Blaine's lap. This time Emerald scooted up to his cock and pressed right up against Blaine's. He needed this. He needed the pressure on his cock. Blaine moaned out and grinded his hips up against Emerald's. Emerald moaned for the first time ever when he was with a customer like this. Blaine blushed when Emerald moaned but loved that he was the reason he was making those noises. Blaine felt the familiar coiling in his lower stomach. Uh oh. Should he tell Emerald to stop? No way. He couldn't do that. This felt too good. Should he warn Emerald that he's going to? No, he might stop and that's embarrassing to say. Blaine guessed he'd have to just let it happen. It'll be a long drive back to Westerville though. Emerald kept working his hips on Blaine's and Blaine knew he couldn't hold it anymore. He came hard in his pants. He moaned out loudly as he released and dropped his head back against the back of the couch. Emerald don't quite know what happened until he felt Blaine soften beneath his own cock and Blaine hiss in pain due to sensitivity when Emerald grinded down especially hard.

"O-Oh..." Emerald said and Blaine blushed instantly.

"I-I'm sorry," Blaine said bashfully which made Emerald smile.

"Don't apologize, killer. I'm here to make you feel good, remember?" Emerald told him, kissing Blaine's cheek. Blaine smiled and blushed even more.

"Yeah, I guess," Blaine replied. Emerald just smiled at him. This boy was too cute.

"Listen, I don't normally do this but... You're one of my favorite customers I've ever had. Would you like to go back to your place?" Emerald asked him, giving him his best seductive look. Blaine couldn't believe his ears. This beautiful man wanted to have sex with him. And what's worse is Blaine wanted it right back. He's wanted it ever since he saw that spotlight hit him.

"I-I would really love that, b-but I can't," Blaine said sadly. "This is my bachelor party and all my friends are crashing at my place tonight."

Emerald's eyes flashed a look of sadness before a smile was plastered on his face.

"This is your bachelor party?" Emerald asks, ignoring the fact that he was rejected. This was his job after all, he had to stay professional.

"Y-Yeah," Blaine said, not filled with quite as much happiness as he thought would've been there.

"You should've told me! I do something special for every bachelor I get in here," Emerald says. "No one else gets it."

"What is it?" Blaine asks. Emerald smirks and raises his hips off of Blaine, slipping his fingers in his waistband, slowly pulling his briefs down. Blaine's eyes widened and he felt himself getting hard again. Emerald gets them of and tosses them behind him. Now he's sitting on Blaine's lap naked. Blaine can't help but stare down at his length. It was just as big as it looks through the briefs. He was erect too so it was poking Blaine in his stomach. It felt so good though. Blaine wanted to touch so badly but Emerald wasn't bringing his hands there so he couldn't. The music stops and Emerald sighs.

"The music is on a timer. When it ends, the session is over," he explains and Blaine frowns.

"O-Okay. Well...thanks. I had a great time," Blaine tells him as he slips off of Blaine's lap. Emerald smiles.

"I did too, actually," Emerald admits as he slides his briefs back on. Blaine stands there, not sure what to do so he heads towards the door.

"Well...bye," Blaine says.

"Wait," Emerald says before Blaine can open the door. Blaine looks at him expectantly. Emerald rocks back and forth on his feet, debating if he should say what he wants to. He decides to just go for it.

"If you ever want to come see me again, go to the bar and ask for Sebastian. That will get you right to me. But don't go telling everyone my real name, okay?" Emerald says. Blaine nods. He's honored Emerald, uh Sebastian, would trust him that much.

"I may actually take you up on that offer," Blaine says with a smile. Sebastian smiles in return.

"Good, I hope you do," he says, "Good luck on your wedding."

"Thanks," Blaine says, being brought back to the reality where he's marrying Kurt. Marrying him. Which means no fooling around with Sebastian. No matter how amazing and beautiful he is. Sebastian offers one last smile before walking back behind the curtain. Blaine sighs and adjusts his pants so they're a little but more comfortable after the mess he made in them. Blaine hears a chuckle so he figures Sebastian was still watching him from behind the curtain. Blaine blushes and opens the door. He was out into the hall and closes the door behind him. He walks as normally as he can while feeling sticky and wet. Blaine exits the curtain into the bar area. His friends see him immediately and all run up to him.

"How was it?" Jeff asked.

"Aww, Blaine is blushing!" called David.

"Is he hotter up close and personal?" begged Trent.

"Did you get a lap dance?" asked Wes.

"Was he as amazing as you knew he'd be?" Nick asked, knowing Emerald was Blaine's favorite up on that stage tonight.

"Did he smell good?" Thad asked, clearly the most drunk out of all of them.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Blaine says, quieting them all down. "Jeff, it was amazing. David, shut up. Trent, yes he is hotter up close and personal. Wes, yes I did get a lap dance. Nick, he was better! Thad...uh, yeah he smelled good I guess."

All the guys pay him on the back and gave him high fives.

"So what do you say we go back to Blaine's house so Nick and I can drink too?" Wes said.

"Yes! That sounds perfect!" Nick agreed. All seven guys started walking to the door.

"Whoa Blaine... Why are you walking funny? You didn't...? Oh my God!" David exclaimed. All eyes were on Blaine as he blushed furiously.

"No, I didn't do that!" Blaine defended and started walking again, as normal as he could. Jeff busted out laughing.

"He has cum all in his pants!" Jeff informed the group. Blaine shot him a death glare.

"And by that look, I'm guessing Jeff's right," Wes added and the group began laughing too.

"Aw Blainey, we're just messing with you! We're glad you had fun," Thad told him as he slung an arm over Blaine's shoulders. Blaine said nothing as they went outside and to their separate cars.

"We'll get the alcohol and meet you guys at Blaine's?" Wes asked Nick.

"Yeah, sounds good," Nick answered. Wes got in his car and drove off with the three other former Warblers he came with. Nick walked up and patted Blaine's back.

"You know we're just messing with you. We're glad you had fun," Nick said with a smile. Blaine smiled in return. He knew how to take a joke.

"Thanks for bringing me here, guys. It was a lot of fun," Blaine answered.

"The fun's just beginning!" Jeff said. "Of course you probably had more fun with Emerald than we'll have at home. I mean, Nick's lap dances are pretty amazing but, damn, I can't even imagine what Emerald could do!" Jeff blabbers on. Nick glares at Jeff and smacks the back of his head.

"Hey!" Jeff called. Nick smirked and got in the car. Jeff got in as well, rubbing the back of his head. Blaine climbed in the back seat, trying to find the most comfortable position. He finds one that is semi-comfortable. He sits there and looks out the window. He can't get thoughts of Sebastian out of his head. Is he with another client right now? Is he on stage dancing? Is his shift over and he's driving home? Why can't I stop thinking about him? One thing Blaine knew for sure. Before he left Ohio to go back to New York, he'd definitely be visiting Sebastian again.

Hot. Right? Gosh, I love Seblaine. And Niff is too cute here as well :3 But anyway, Seblaine. Oh my God. I love them. It's so fun to write this! I hope it's fun for you guys to read this too! I've already got chapter three written so look out for that! Thanks for reading guys!