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Post by jumpmybones on Jul 27, 2011 16:38:23 GMT -5
"Ugh don't mention chicken wings. Teryiaki wings are my most favorite. My cousin and I used to have contests to see who could eat the most chicken wings with our pizza. He always won, but he was taller than me and more bulky. But still, I packed a lot away. I'll admit to watching Tyra's Top Model from time to time." He shrugged some- there was no shame.
He pursed his lips and shook his head, "Unless it was your twin coming and dressed up like a cop, no thank you. How fun would that be? I would be able to pretend that I'm sucking you off while you're fucking me, too," his voice was low and his eyes amused. If they ever did fuck, Douglass had a feeling that it would be pretty amazing. Especially with the length and girth within Tony's jeans.
He almost groaned out just at the ingredients on the pizza. He hoped it wouldn't take long- that sounded too delicious to wait too long for. "That sounds amazing. Oh definitely, if you're lonely and hungry for grease call me up," he said once the waitress walked away. "I'm not a fan of beer usually. I stick to vodka," he grinned some, "If you ever want to get me really drunk make me drink something new. I get wasted so quickly on new brands. Say I drink smirnoff for the most part then someone makes me drink some cheap vodka or some russian Zyr- I'm done after four shots compared to the eight I can knock back with smirnoff." He grimaced some.
"The first time I got wasted was in tenth grade with my best friend. We were too young to be drinking but my parents were away and there was access to the liquor cabinet. She thought it would be fun to take a shot every time they sang in Across The Universe. And we were sitting down, too. So when we stood up," he laughed and shook his head, "I got up and I was down on the floor the same second."
He then remembered something, "I neglected to answer you on my music taste," he then piped up, "I'm a huge fan of Sinatra but everything else that I listen to is considered alternative or indie, I guess. I'll listen to anything, though. Bumping and grinding to some Ying Yang Twins or Usher, my soul animal, is always a good time."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 16:51:24 GMT -5
"I can see it. I'd love to watch you put away the wings... I know I can. Though I prefer buffalo wings, just because. I don't quite no why. I love most things chicken, really. That's why I like Chinese food so much. Between me and you, I get chicken nuggets at McDonalds instead o their hamburgers. Though, when I go someplace like red robin, I get a fucking HAMBURGER, if you know what I mean," TOny chuckled. "Yeah... I do too. From time to time though. I don't follow it anything. I don't like... tivo it or something," TOny said shaking his head with a broad smile. "Never."
"Actually, that's totally disturbing. If I had a twin, he's be my brother, and I don't know if I agree with fucking you and sharing you with my brother. We can pretend my dick is two people? It's large enough," he teased, gently tapping Douglas's foot under the table with his own, winking. "Anyway, I'd be to busy smothering you. I'd put your ankles above your head and make you cum closer to god..." he said quietly, directly to Douglas while locking eyes with him with a charming smile.
"I'll just have to get your number before I drop you off later. We can be grease buddies. Like fuck buddies, instead we inhale grease. We'd hook up just to eat greasy things and talk dirty to eachother," he teased. "That might come in handy, but say Douglass, what would a man like me do if you were drunk? Is their any special advantages, besides me having to drive you home?" he asked, leaning forward on the table a little bit. "I tend to get drunk faster off of mixed drinks. Especially ones mixed with soda. I drink a ton of it because the carbonation hides the alcohol mostly. It's great."
"Jesus christ, what a choice. I love drinking games," Tony said with a sly chuckle. "Try watching the Power Puff girls movie and drinking every time you hear the word 'girls' or 'mojo'. I didn't even know what I was watching half way through it," he said shaking his head while reminising.
"Oh really? I like Sinatra. I like old classic music like that. I really dig the romance era though. But my personal music choice now is 80's rock music. I know, cliche, whatever though. I totally dig it, I loe the guitars and raw vocals. Better then what rock is turnuing into," he mused, shaking his head. "But I do like club mixes as well, such as Usher, R. Kelly, Beyonce."
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Post by jumpmybones on Jul 27, 2011 17:09:08 GMT -5
Douglass laughed, "It sounds like you could get off watching me pack back eighteen wings no problem.. even more. I don't know, man, I do like to eat but fucking me after that, ugh," he shook his head, "I'd feel so gross and greasy. Better make sure I shower first so I can be fully in the game. What's a ten minute wait?" Douglass knew damn well that a ten minute wait could be absolutely agonizing to anyone even the person showering. "Or just take me into the shower, let me wash off and have your way with me against the tile. I will admit I look quite sexy with water shimmering on my body," he gave a sly grin.
He let out a loud laugh at the other's disgust over a twin brother scenario, "Isn't there a saying like it's okay if it's in a threesome? Or does that just go for guys who fuck a girl in her ass and vagina and they're entirely straight and ashamed?" He shook his head, "Hmm, I think I could occupy myself and your dick to not need a third party reference. Even if it was still your dick on someone else. There's this thrill I get from trying my hardest to make a guy's eyes roll back into their heads, clench the sheets and give into ultimate pleasure," he licked his lips again and pulled his lower one between his teeth. He moved his ankle up along the other's leg after the foot tap then brought his ankle back down. Douglass was feeling the blood sneaking it's way down to his groin. Hopefully the talk of food and drinking will distract him just enough to keep his maximum boner at rest for now.
"Grease buddies it is! I'm so excited. We can try all different restaurants, too. See who has the best flavor of grease and fat. I love it. I know what you mean about chicken, though. I eat it mainly. On my sandwiches, dinner, lunch meals and all. Okay, I'm a sucker for bacon every once in a while or a juicy burger. Red Robin has the best Teriyaki chicken patty burger things. So good." He hummed out with approval of the food choice conversation.
"Any tips, hm? Nope. You're all on your own with that one." Douglass was a bit unpredictable when he was drunk. It could go good, bad, or depressing. His mood was high enough to be a cute, happy go lucky cheerful drunk if that many drinks made it into his system.
At the mention of the powerpuff girl movie he burst out with a laugh again. "The powerpuff.. movie," he stated slowly and skeptically. "You so Tivo Tyra," he concluded with a few light chuckles. He shook his head and couldn't get the image of this guy drinking to the powerpuff girls out of his head. "That's hilarious," he laughed. "And what are you like when you're drunk, hm?"
Douglass sipped from his drink through the straw he was given when the waitress returned with them. It tasted sweet and delicious- hitting the soft craving for fruit and lemonade.
"Such a cliche," he teased, "I'm only joking. I could probably get into that kind of music, you know? But no one I've ever hung around with has ever listened to it or introduced me to the music. Whenever I get high, though, I automatically put on One Way Out by The Allman Brothers. It's just the best. Get's me going."
"Beyonce, huh? Can you shake your ass like her? I bet you can't," it was a light, empty threat.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 17:31:08 GMT -5
Tony shifted slightly in his seat, clearing his throat as he listened to Douglas speak. He glanced down at his crotch briefly. Oh, yep, there it was. He rested his elbows on the table and crossed his arms, looking at Douglas. "I wouldn't expect you to sleep with me after packing back that many wings, but, since you offered, I wouldn't mind soaping up and sliding in while watching the water glisten down your tanned body. I can see it now, Your hands against the tile, my arms wrapped tightly around your wiast, pulling in and backing out and..." he trailed off, leaving the rest up to imagination. "But if you don't want that, I'd be happy eating a pizza and maybe tuning in to the last bits of Tyra."
"Yeah, no. I would never sleep with my rother," TOny laughed. "Yes, three's company, I do enjoy havign an extra partner around once and a while... but I think that if I ever do sleep with you, it's going to be just you and me. At least at first. I wanna show you what I'm made of, pay all my attention to you, make a big fucking mess. Yes, I'd ravish you until your eyes fell out, I would," he said simply. He tried to focus his mind on the beers, wanting to get the erection from his pants, since it seemed to be something they had very in common. Tony let his foot slide up Douglas's leg like he had done to him, then right back down, looking at the man with a wink.
"Yeah, me too. I love bacon. I could eat bacon on anything. Seriously. I've had bacon bits on ice cream, of course in the comfort of my own home. It was a silly experiment, but damn it was a good idea. But real, freshly cooked bacon? Sometimes I wish I could just go to denny's and get a plate stacked tall of bacon, nothing else. Like a foot high of bacon. I'd polish the whole thing off," he said shaking his head in approval. "Food, that's my kind of thing. I may not be into drugs, or women, but fuck am I into food."
"You don't want to see me drunk. I get extremely handsy, like I can't keep my hands from pawing at someone. I'm a fucking hornball when I get a few drinks in me," he admitted with a small shrug. "I try to stay as sober as possible, just for the sake of the coyote ugly curse I tend to fall upon every once and awhile. And for the record, I ws making up drinking games when i watched the power puff girls, not like I own it," Tony stated skeptically.
Tony picked up his beer and took a drink, setting it down and licking his upper lip. Then he looked at Douglas with a shrug. "I tend to stay at home alone from time to time and blast Shout At The devil by the Crue as loud as I can to see how long before I get called by the police. I love me some old rock... Ijust got a new Soul Asylum CD... I'm a total dork when it comes to music. I wish I could go back to the 80's and live. All they cared about was cocaine and hair," he admitted. "I know I can't shake my ass like beyonce. I attempted the single ladies dance what. Didn't go over so well though. Can you shake your ass like beyonce?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
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Post by jumpmybones on Jul 27, 2011 17:56:46 GMT -5
That sounded oddly sweet. Finishing off wings then settling on the couch to catch the last bits of Top Model. It was one of those corny things girls whined about. 'I want my boyfriend to buy me shit and on top of that act like my best girl friend and paint my nails and watch the care bear movie with me because he likes it not just because I want him to.' But the other was offering, sort of, and it sounded real and not lame at all. Granted, any innocent cuddling would easily turn into sexual when it came to their sex drives. At least for Douglass. He could cuddle but if cuddling came before sex.. some kind of sex or heavy petting would be close to follow.
It was nice to hear that Tony's plan when they ever slept together would entail just the two of them. That much pleasure had him shifting to the edge of his seat literally. If he didn't have a thing for first fucks and wanting to genuinely get to know this guy, Douglass would have suggested they leave and find somewhere to park. Christen the back seat.. or the ground next to the car which would be hiding their bodies. Douglass could easily see his legs wrapped around the man's waist, his hands clawing at his back and his own body spasming from pure pleasure with every thrust.
He didn't judge people or care about dick size. If someone only had four inches- that was fine. Douglass would usually switch the roles so they could get the most pleasure from the sex. Whatever inch that Tony held made his insides twist and his mouth water. If he ever did go down on that meat he wouldn't be pretending that it's the best thing he's ever tasted, to say the least.
He caught the wink and smiled lightly, deciding that playing footsies definitely wasn't helping. He would only edge the other on further- keep going higher and higher. Slip his shoe off when he reached the inside of his thighs. He sat up straight a bit awkwardly when he thought about the other's thighs. His mind slipped to a scenario with Tony between his legs abusing his sensitive thighs.
"Food, sex and music. If I could get paid for that I would be set."
"Oh, you're only a hornball when you have a few drinks in you? I beg to differ," he tested with a smile. "Well maybe if you're drunk, and I'm happy drunk it would be fun. Some sloppy drunk sex? Don't mind if I do." He grinned and shrugged. "Nope, you own it and Tivo Tyra. Can't deny it now. I caught you red handed," he was only teasing.
"You'll have to make me a CD or something. I really love discovering new bands for my ears. I love the romantic songs from early nineties. I even have Patsy Cline on my iPod. My iPod is like my baby. Much less expensive than your baby, but a baby is a baby. I think I wouldn't mind growing up in that time, either. Sixties to eighties, really. Any of those decades would be fine by me."
He thought about it and grinned, "I'm more.. hm, J-LO when I shake my ass like that. I don't quite have enough junk in the trunk for Beyonce. Barely J-LO. But I can shake it. Slow and sensual. Up and down a body. Close and hard to a bass-y beat with sweat pouring down my body in a crowded club. I only try to dance like Beyonce in my bedroom." He gave out a soft chuckle and drank more of his drink- about half already gone. "I'm always listening to music. Well, as much as I can. I just love it. Do you go to any concerts? Some alternative bands are really pretty good. I don't think much can be considered rock or metal anymore. Like.. isn't Nickelback considered rock? That's bullshit. My top favorite band is Bayside. I'm not sure what they're classified as, but I love them. I go see them whenever they're in the city. Even if it makes me twenty bucks short for rent."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 18:14:18 GMT -5
Tony couldn't help but day dream a bit about the boy. It wasn't all sex, although that was a ig part of it. no, Tony was imagining the room lit up with candles the gentle nights air blowing through the window, a mirror on the ceiling. It was something he had always wanted in his house, he just hand't had the time. He imagined the night full of chicken wings and pizza, then lay in bed for a while, watching eachother carefully and laughing and stupid jokes they come up with. Slowly, talking would turn to kissing, and kissing would turn into make out as their bare chests pressed tightly together. The night would turn into passionate sex, with moans and grunting entailed and after they both exploded, crawl under the sheets and spoon until they fell asleep. Tony could be such a girl about sex, he liked to think on the romantic passionate side. Surely, he loved having raunchy intercourse and surprise attacks, but once you had enough of those, a ngiht of romance is what you yearn for most.
He came back too, watching the other man sit up straight as though someone had entered him just there. Maybe he was thinking dirty too, Tony decided. He smiled a bit at the man, eyeballing him. He could see himself liking this guy. No, he id like this guy. For now, as friends. But something about his handsome smile that wasn't fake like the rest of the worlds. He was so real.
"You do. You dance to music, you make men want to have sex, then you go get food. I mean, for the most part. It's no wonder you work at a strip club," he offered, tilting his head to the side. "Shit, if I could dance, I'd want to work at a strip club. I love watching people become turned on."
"Drunken sex, eh? Bring me another drink then," he teased, shaking his head. "Nah, first date. I'm not supposed to be trying to get in your pants... trying at least," he said with a smile. "I need some harder shit though. Maybe after this beer, who knows," he shrugged. "Yes, I tivo Tyra, but I swear the Power Puff girls was on demand. I was just... looking," he said with a chuckle.
"I'd love to make you a CD. I can find all of the 80's love songs I have downloaded on my computer at home at throw them on a CD for you. One of my favorites is "More Than Words". Ever heard that song? It's... how do I say this, cute?" he said with a shrug.
"J-Lo, eh? I'd like to see some J-Lo ass shaking... I can see you now. I loved the way you danced back at the club, boy I can't imagine seeing you when the lights area little bit higher. it's a tad dark in there. Boy, would I love to make eye contact with you as you gave me a lap dance. Major turn on," he said, listening to Douglass talk about music. "Igo to a lot of concerts actually. I get backastage a lot to deal to the guys, whether it's a shitty emo band or someone big. Other than that, pleasure wise, I've seen motley Crue, Poison, Bon Jovi.... old bands, really. I saw Kiss once, one of my favorite concerts. Fuck no Nickelback isn't no fucking Rock. It's hick shit. I think I've heard Bayside before, can't think of the song name though..."
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Post by jumpmybones on Jul 27, 2011 18:37:26 GMT -5
He smiled some, "We can switch jobs for a day," he suggested half heartedly. " The strip club was the only place to hire me. It definitely beats flipping burgers at Burger King. I love turning people on. Teasing people, too, gives me a kink. You better be careful if you challenge me to a teasing game, young sir, I can have good self control when it comes to teasing others." But once he let go he was ravenous.
Romantic sex? Douglass didn't know what it was. He had never had candles, rose petals, delectable chocolates and soft classical music playing while he had sex with someone. Any relationships he had weren't.. that deep. He has had some pretty good sex in his life- awesome sex, even, but nothing romantic and deep. Love-making was absolute foreign to him. He dreamt about it, sure. Dreamt about someone holding his hand while they sat for dinner or watched TV, kissed his forehead and slowly make love to him at night. Windows open late at night, that nice breeze, and the only other sound would be their heavy breaths in each other's ears. He tried hard not to think about it often because it only got him lonely and depressed.
"I don't think you're actually supposed to get into my pants. You can try, the game is fun enough, yeah?" he smiled some and wiped the condensation off the outside of his glass.
Love songs? He looked away when he felt his cheeks turning red, his ears red as tomatoes. Of course there was none of that deep love now, but the thought of a mixed cd love song complication gave him sharp butterflies. "That sounds good enough. So when I'm sobbing into my pint of ice cream after the notebook finishes on ABC Family one night I can pop that little sucker in and sob some more. Hug my teddy bear and suck my thumb," he smiled softly, "I'd love a CD, though. Put whatever your heart desires onto it." If Douglass made Tony a CD it'd probably be filled with cheesy lovey songs. The other made him feel good and euphoric. A really nice, forgotten feeling.
"You'll have to come back to the club," he started, "Keep me on the floor where there's better lighting. I could happily look you in the eye while grind my hips skillfully. Though, that might spark up complaints by other customers who won't receive that good of a dance. You pay well and you're sexier than them."
"Then for another date you'll have to take me along even if I don't know the band. I won't mind." Seeing the other happy in that environment would be delightful for Douglass. "I'm not sure what songs are most popular for them. Perhaps Don't Call Me Peanut or Hello Shitty. I'll let you borrow my copy." He laughed and waved his hand, "Nickelback is in the same rank as the wiggles. I've been to a few Dave Matthews Band concerts, too, they were neat. My favorites have been Bayside's. Perhaps going to a show with you will change that list around."
Douglass sat back in his seat now t hat his erection was mostly calming down. Still there but not as threatening. He moved his foot out to rest his ankle against the other's. A simple enough contact. He'd like to sit next to him and get an arm around his shoulders but that felt too touchy and clingy for just a first date.
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 18:51:48 GMT -5
"Mmm.... I don't have much self control. I'm sure you would win at teasing game, I'd probaby get off before to long. Or have to rush to the bathroom and elp my blue fellows out a little bit. Whatever works I guess," he said with a genuine smile. "I'd love to trade jobs with you for a day, except my dancing is so bad I might just get you fired. I can dance in a club setting with people, but not when all eyes are on me expecting me to do something impressive. I'm poll retarded. You, my friend, are totally gifted in that area."
"I won't try, I don't know if my sad little heart could take rejection," he chuckled, taking back the rest of his beer and setting the cup down on the table. "But when I eventually do get in your pants, you may be sorry you didn't do it earlier," he said with a small shrug, leaning back a bit in his seat.
"You do that too?" Tony said excitedly, thn looked away, fake embarassed as he smiled. "The notebook was a sad movie, what can I say," he said with a simple shrug, spinning his glass in his hands. "I'll put a bunch of death metal on it, yet write Love Songs on the title. No, I'm joking. I think you'll like it, I have quite the CD library. I collect old shit, get all my cds from second hand record stores, then put it onto my itunes. You said your Ipod was your baby? That's cool, shows me that music is important to you, which is refreshing compared to weight being important."
"I take pride in being sexier then your other customers. One day I'll be a creepy old sleazy guy like the rest of them. For now, I can still rely on my looks. They're always handy for catching someones eye, but apparently not for relationships. The world thinks I'm just fck material. I'm no future husband, I guess. I mean shit, I'm pushing 40!" he said 'tsk'ing his tongue.
"I'd love to borrow a CD from you. Maybe sometime you could come over and we could burn a copy onto my computer then sit around and watch Tyra on demand and eat pints of ice cream, then talk about our vaginas?" he teased. "No, I'd love for you to come over though so we can hang out, then I can burn that CD. We can have a trading music party. My computer is hooked up to surround sound around my house, so it'd be great to listen to something," he said with a nod. "Let's make a future date, next time Bayside comes around, I'll take you to the show. Maybe they're drug addicts and we can get some back stage passes," he said invitingly.
Tony smiled as he locked eyes with Douglas when he felt there ankles touching, the touch calming his mind.
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Post by jumpmybones on Jul 27, 2011 19:14:52 GMT -5
Douglass grinned, "Why thank you for the compliment. Playing hockey for six years definitely helped me out with my leg muscles. Coordination really popped out of my ass with t he pole and dancing," he shrugged a bit, "perhaps I can give you personal lessons one day," he gave the other a wink then bit his lip some.
"Perhaps I will wish that I hadn't jumped your bones (tehe) earlier. But when it does happen, "he seemed pretty sure that it would happen one day, " It'll be all the more magical. Until then we can tease and taunt one another with our sexy words, lap dances and sex eyes. If I undress you with my eyes at the club you can't hold it against me. I hereby give you all permission to undress me with your eyes." He grinned wide and took in a breath.
"You should take pride. Some younger guys do come in.. but they're usually looking for the Queens or trying to order the Ace. I get most of the skeezy men who own business and half of a hotel or something. The older guys." He shrugged, "I can't complain since they follow the rules. I wish there was a rule 'don't talk to the strippers' because they're a bunch of idiots sometimes. I understand saying stupid shit when you're hornier than a bull but the things I've heard," he widened his eyes and shook his head. "Perhaps you just haven't found the right one to consider you future hubby material. You best hurry up you old timer! Someone's gotta inherit that car of yours when you croak. Such an old person shouldn't be fucking around like this." He grinned and shook his head some.
"Sounds like a plan. Music swapping sounds great. But you have to make me a CD. Personalize it," he grinned, "I was looking very forward to it. Can't back out on me now." Douglass glanced over to see if their delicious pizza was on its way yet. When the waitress came over to tell them it'd be out soon he asked for another drink when she had the chance. "Can't wait to see the swanky pad. I'm sure it beats my studio apartment. And yes yes yes to the Bayside concert. I think they only smoke pot, but I could be wrong." He shrugged a bit and sipped from his water.
The eye locking was surprisingly enjoyed. Tony was everything associated with the word handsome. He was definitely a very good date. He smiled lightly and jumped a bit when the waitress interrupted with their pizza. When it was placed in front of her he grinned wide, "This looks amazing," he said half to her- mostly to Tony.
Douglass took a slice and didn't hesitate to dig in. He let out a satisfied food moan, "Thish-es-uhmazin," he muttered through a full mouth. "You might win with the better pizza contest, but you still have to go try the pizza place I was talking about. They have chicken fajita pizza. So. So. So. Good."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 19:37:17 GMT -5
"As taunting as that sounds," Tony said shaking his head "I think I'm going to leave the poll dancing up to you. Rather not humiliate myself in front of you. Maybe you could use me as a poll though...?" he offered, wagging both his eyebrows up and down.
"You work at a strip club darling, my eyes won't be the only things undressing you," he said softly. "Until then, ye, I cn see you naked, we can flirt with our words and play footsie. I'll enjoy that. Wow, to actually not fuck on the first date, honestly it's been years. Well, it's been years since I've had any datee I guess. All my first interactions have been more like... "first hook ups". I've been single for over 2 years now, yeah, it's been a while."
"Yeah, that's what I thought. I knew old creepy guys weren't the only ones to go into strip clubs. That's okay though, I'm glad I caught you're attention. And don't foret, I am an old guy that owns his own business, so watch your tongue," he said, placing one of his hands in the middle of the table. He glanced at Douglass for a moment. He was such a handsome man. "Well then I better get to it. Gotta stop picking up guys at strip clubs I guess. Maybe I'll start shopping at the gap, I'll find husband material there," he chuckled softly. "I guess my poor car will just go up for auction after I die, and so few years left with her. I would hate for her to be abandoned with someone she's not familiar with."
"I didn't know you hipsters still listened to CDs though," he said shaking his head. "When I was your age, all we had to make music was banging a few rocks together and hoping you iddn't hit yourself in the face," he said with a sigh. "Anyway, yeah I'll make you my personalized CD. I'll even write in sharpie on the front, and give you my autograph. I think you'll like my pad, it's... pretty nice I guess you could say. It like, a pent house I guess? It's up 40 stories high, yet I have a pool on my patio. Yeah, I paid alot for it. I own it now though. And to Bayside? I'll see when they're coming next."
Tony took himself a piece of Pizza and dumped a ton of parmesean and pepper on the piece, taking a large from the pizza, lettin gout a soft moan. "Fuck, didn't realize how hungry I was," he said swallowing, taking another huge bite. "We'll still try your place. Fajita pizza? Fucking sold."
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Post by jumpmybones on Jul 27, 2011 19:55:58 GMT -5
Douglass wondered what Tony's plans were on the subject of them. If anything, at least friends. But Douglass doubted either of them could get by with just being friends when each wanted to fuck one another so badly. Maybe they would just date and see how it went? See how they got along. Did this mean that if Douglass flirt with anyone off the job he would be a bad dater to Tony? Not that Douglass would flirt with someone. Tony was already first on his list for people he wanted to see and win over. It was weird to see how everyone started becoming invisible except for him. And only on the first date!
The younger man smirked, "I don't quite get naked," he then confessed, "I had to fight with Marty for three months to prove that I could get enough tips without showing my dick. I guess it's just a personal thing I have. My first dance I got ass naked but I couldn't keep that up. I got so conscious and felt so guilty and bad after my shift. Then I tried the night with keeping the men guessing and I got double the amount in tips." He shrugged some, "I don't think less of the guys who do get naked or anything." And if Tony continued going to the club, Douglass wanted to keep something a guessing game. The exact skin color, side and sight of his groin area could reman the only thing Tony didn't see. It was entirely different from being in a club and naked and in a room with someone naked, but part of him just wanted Tony to only see that part of him in a room at one of their places.
"I'd love to use you as a poll. One day we should go out to a club. Look at me, I say I don't have time for all of this yet I'm suggesting we go do that." He smiled at himself, clearly he was willing to make as much time as possible for the other so they could hang out. "It'd be fun. A hold-off kind of date before Bayside comes to town," he grinned and nodded.
Douglass quickly moved on to his second slice after sipping down half of his second drink. The pizza was beyond delicious. Heavenly. "Ooh, sharpie and all? I'm really hitting the jackpot tonight!" he enthused with a wide grin. " A pool? Really? I love swimming. I'm like a fish in the water. Ariel would be fucking green with envy if she saw me swimming."
"I hate buying albums online. I like having the hard copy in my hand. I have a lot of CD's from over the years. I've always wanted a record player and buy random records to listen to- even if they sucked. I definitely want Sinatra's records if anything at all. From rocks to the Crue? I can see your taste in appreciating music so much," he nodded with a light laugh.
Douglass proceeded to finish his second slice and second drink then the water. Luckily he wasn't feeling buzzed or drunk now that he had a full stomach. Almost too full. "That is so worth the stomach stretch I'm having right now." Usually he could pack back more slices but with all the drinks in his stomach beforehand he had filled up quickly. "Thanks for introducing me here, so good."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 20:08:43 GMT -5
"Shit, really? Well there goes my enjoyment for the next time I come around the club," Tony said in a dissappointed Drawl. He shook his head then with a smile. "No, I understand. It's not for everybody to get ass naked and shake their dicks around. I actually like that about you, that you have pride in yourself. And from the way you were dancing on me, no wonder you get great tips! But I really would like to see you dancing like that on me naked... I'd be naked too of course.... how do we keep getting back to this topic, jesus?" Tony said shaking his head. "I need to get my mind off sex, guess it's been a while. you can always tell when it's been a while with a guy, can't stop bringing up sex randomly."
"Well I like the sound of that, because I might lose my mind without my grease buddy waiting for Bayside. We can go to a club, get drinks, and dance all nigt long. Maybe with all the people surrounding us, you wouldn't be able to tell how bad I am. Although I mgiht get a bit jealous if someone tries to cut in. Don't you hate when you go to the club with someone, and every five seconds someone is cutting in?" Tony asked, taking another huge bite of pizza, while shaking his head.
"Yeah, I have a pool and a hot tob. It's really pretty, seeing the city while drinking in the hot tub at night. My pool has a light underwater too, so when you swim in it at night it's not like swimming through a lagoon. I take good care of my place because I spend a lot of time in it. But get this, I don't really ever go seimming. You should go with me sometime. Skinny dipping maybe even," he offered with a suggestive nod. "Just a suggestion though."
"I don't much like buying online either. It sucks because then you can't look through the album, of feel it. I don't know, I'm old fashioned. I see you are too. I want a record player too, just hit the good will to get all the oldies. Though I don't know if I could handle myself if all I found was cher," he said with a half laugh.
Tony downed his second beer that the waitress had brought him, rounding off his second piece of pizza. The mixture of carbohydrates was catching up with him. "Well you are welcome. Now you can show this place off to your friends. I'm sure they'd appreciate the business."
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Post by jumpmybones on Jul 27, 2011 20:23:59 GMT -5
"Oh, but next time I can stay longer on you if you have the time. And my outfits change all the time. So I could be in assless leather chaps and suede cuffs that have cut long fabric piece on them," he gave a wink. "I can show you some country lovin'," he grinned, "I will definitely take you up on that offer. Treat you like a pole, naked, grinding..," he closed his eyes briefly and let out a soft sigh. Late night chats could always turn into sexual conversations. He didn't mind. "It's not like I'm making it easy for you to forget about my sexy body and all the dirty things you'd like to do to it with your tongue. "Even if it's a day it's been a while for guys," he agreed with a smile, "I think about sex ninety percent of my day. Even in lecture I think about it."
"So, future dates in the near future? That sounds more than wonderful to me. We can really prioritize with our food choices. We can have a wing and music and swimming night. It can even be naked swimming night," he gave a wink before he sat back and grunted. "I'm so full. That was delicious."
Even though this was literally only the third or so hour that he has known Tony- he didn't want to bring his friends here. He did have friends and ones that he actually liked, too, but for right now in this minute he only wanted to know of it and know of Tony inside of it with him.
"I think there's a record place somewhere in the city, actually. How he manages to stay in business is beyond me, but he manages. I know Best Buy has a bunch of records in a section now. I always look and wish I had a player. I have no room for one, though," he gave a soft pout. "Maybe you can get one and I'll use you for your dick and record player," he teased.
"Can I take a slice of this home with me? It'll make great breakfast tomorrow morning and I don't want to miss out on that." Douglass glanced around the place then looked back to Tony. He was excited for future encounters with the man. Definitely.
It felt like he had been smiling nonstop all night since they got here. His cheeks didn't hurt and it didn't feel foreign, just forgotten. He just didn't want to cling onto this too quickly. They definitely had potential for something, at least, but this was only the third hour and he didn't want to jump the gun in his mind.
"I'm ready when you are," he offered. Douglass really would like to sit and talk until they were kicked out, but he had an eight AM studio class in the morning. "I've got a studio class in the morning," he smirked a bit, "at eight. We get to draw two nude models. I hope we get someone with meat on their bones and a beer belly or some fat. Those are the funnest to draw."
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Post by Jayy on Jul 27, 2011 20:41:17 GMT -5
"I'd love to treat your brokeback mountain," Tony teased, raising his hand to get the attention of the waitress, ordering another beer. He looked back at Douglass, nodding his head. "Yeah, I know. It's been longer than a day for me, ut still, everything seems like to long. I mean, an hour can be to long if you really like the person. Or so I've heard. My last boyfriend was a real bitch, and an hour with him was too much. I do enjoy sex, and some day I'll get rid of these blue balls you've been keeping me in. Everytime I can think a boner away, bam, I look at your gorgeous face and it's back. Has anyone ever told you, your eyes are enchanting?" he asked, tilting his ehad tot he side as he stared into Douglass' eyes.
As he recieved, his third and final beer for the night, he took a gulp, letting out a small 'aaah'. "We can only have future dates if you consider this a date. Otherwise, we have to plan our first date," he said picking up a napkin and wiping his face. "In that matter, I would love to eat wings, listen to music and swim. I think I actually have speakers outside so we can hear it from the pool... And would would we be eating the wings naked too? Because that would be much appreciated."
"I like the sound of that. We can go record shopping together someday. Team up on music. I don't know what we'd find, but I'm sure we'd find alot," Tony smiled. He realized that they had been doing a lo of 'what-ifs'. Things that they were going to do in the future. He sudden;t started to wonder, well what were they going to do now? Sure, those things would be fun... but right now, here together, where was that?
"You wanna take the whole thing? I have enough pizza left overs in my fridge to start a business," Tony admitted motioning the the pizza, which at least had half of it left. They had taken out a pretty big chunk, that was for sure.
Tony chuckled "Yeah those do sound like fun, even if I'm not an artist," he admitted. "so, would you like me to take you home now?" he asked, finishing up his beer quickly.
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Post by jumpmybones on Jul 27, 2011 20:55:42 GMT -5
"Someday your blueballs will be released," he promised with a grin. "When you least expect it." The blush that moved onto his face caused him to look away shyly from the compliment. No, he had never been told his eyes were enchanting before. He bit on his lip and couldn't help the flattered smile that was on his face. He was embarrassed from acting this way but he couldn't control it. "No, they haven't. But.. thank you," he looked back still with the mad blush and a shy smile on his lips. Being flattered by words was so new to him. It was wonderful all the same. "I do consider this a date," he said honestly, "We've flirted, talked about sex, food, each other and played footsies. It's a date," Douglass decided with a firm nod. He took the napkin that was unused and asked the waitress for a pen and wrote down his number on the napkin and handed it to Tony, "Here's my number. Let me know when you want to do all of that. Saturdays I have off from the club and no school, but most afternoons until six I'm free." The What If's were welcome to Douglass. It gave him something to look forward to and it gave him more than good vibrations about the friendship and this date. He could day dream about Tony and know that at least some of it could come true. "The whole thing? Are you sure? In that case I'd love to. Breakfast, lunch and dinner tomorrow here I come," he grinned, "Nothing is better than cold pizza the morning after. I usually have a slice of cold pizza then a slice of heated up. Usually I peel all the toppings off first to eat it after I eat the dough, but I didn't want to be an absolute pig in front of you tonight. Maybe next time I won't hold back," he grinned and nodded. "I would like for you to take me home now, that would be nice of you." He would wait for the other to pay before getting up and walking out with him. He linked their arms and walked with him out to his car. "It's been a really nice night for me, Tony. Thank you for it. And I'm sorry for being such a dick to you earlier. I'll make it up to your balls one day," he smiled and let go of his arm when they reached the car. He smiled up to Tony before getting in. Best date he's been on. Proper and pretty out of the blue. (not that we have to get to it right this post or anything like that, but I have a semi idea plan for the next time tony is in the strip club so when that approaches I've got something. Or maybe the second time he revisits if there is a second time. I'm not sure- I'll have to see how things pan out of course )
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