4degrees
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Trey is a 28 year old openly gay male, with spikey black hair, not overly macho looking, but built well and toned. He has several tattoos and piercings, a septum piercing and a prince albert that only special people get to see. Special people, like his younger brother Kameron. The two of them share an apartment and have for several years, with Trey working as a tattoo artist and Kam as a bartender in a popular local fetish club. Kam looks alot like his big brother, but not quite as tall and a bit more femme. He has a pretty, clean-shaven face and a softness in his eyes that makes people assume his sensative nature right away. On their days or nights off work, Kam prefers to stay in, since he spends so much time in the 'nightlife' scene while he works, but Trey likes to go out looking for excitement. Sometimes to bring home a present to share with his sweet brother.
Kam layed stretched out on the couch, consumed with an x-box game. I told him I'd be going out for a bit, and I assumed by his nod he heard me. As I pulled on my boots, I admired my brother's physique as he lay shirtless. The sparse hair on his tight chest was just enough. I kept telling myself I would soon talk him into getting his nipples pierced...it would look so hot on him! I stood to walk out the door and he broke his gaze from the game long enough to look over to me and say, "Ok, later. Will you be late?"
I told him I didn't know, but that maybe if he were lucky I'd bring him home a surprise. I grinned at him and stepped out the door.
I headed to a club I'd been to several times in the past, and after I'd parked in their lot and walked to the door, I heard the sounds of a band. "Good, I thought, It's always packed when someone's playing here".
I payed the doorman my cover fee and he nodded at me, having seen me in the past. Walking through the decent-sized crowd of rockers in front of the stage, making my way to the bar, I looked at the guys playing. I was immidiately struck by the bass player. As he skillfully served his purpose in the rhythm section and hung his head, shaking his shoulders with the music, I checked him out and nearly decided I needn't look any further for fun.
I leaned on the bar with my drink and watched the band finish that portion of their set. Several guys had caught my eye as they came and went from the busy bartender, getting loaded and rowdy. But none of them appealed to me as much as that guy onstage. I guessed him to be mid twenties, but maybe I was off. When the set ended I watched as the band members left the stage and relax between the sets. The singer and the bass boy approached the bar together, and knowing this was my chance, I rounded the edge of the bar and positioned myself next to him, asking cooly, "Hey what are you drinkin', bud? That was some pretty good playin' you were doin'"...I waited for his response.
Kam layed stretched out on the couch, consumed with an x-box game. I told him I'd be going out for a bit, and I assumed by his nod he heard me. As I pulled on my boots, I admired my brother's physique as he lay shirtless. The sparse hair on his tight chest was just enough. I kept telling myself I would soon talk him into getting his nipples pierced...it would look so hot on him! I stood to walk out the door and he broke his gaze from the game long enough to look over to me and say, "Ok, later. Will you be late?"
I told him I didn't know, but that maybe if he were lucky I'd bring him home a surprise. I grinned at him and stepped out the door.
I headed to a club I'd been to several times in the past, and after I'd parked in their lot and walked to the door, I heard the sounds of a band. "Good, I thought, It's always packed when someone's playing here".
I payed the doorman my cover fee and he nodded at me, having seen me in the past. Walking through the decent-sized crowd of rockers in front of the stage, making my way to the bar, I looked at the guys playing. I was immidiately struck by the bass player. As he skillfully served his purpose in the rhythm section and hung his head, shaking his shoulders with the music, I checked him out and nearly decided I needn't look any further for fun.
I leaned on the bar with my drink and watched the band finish that portion of their set. Several guys had caught my eye as they came and went from the busy bartender, getting loaded and rowdy. But none of them appealed to me as much as that guy onstage. I guessed him to be mid twenties, but maybe I was off. When the set ended I watched as the band members left the stage and relax between the sets. The singer and the bass boy approached the bar together, and knowing this was my chance, I rounded the edge of the bar and positioned myself next to him, asking cooly, "Hey what are you drinkin', bud? That was some pretty good playin' you were doin'"...I waited for his response.