Chapter 2: And then I met you
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Christian knew he changed the rules of the challenge the moment he was the one who slipped his number on the little paper, but right now he didn’t care. He was excited, and when was the last time that happened? Such a long time ago. He was so busy with work, and so used to having someone at his arm, that he didn’t realize that he was bored. Yeah, he had lots of s*x, but it became something he just did. Smile, take her to dinner, go to the club, let them take pictures of you two, invite her to a hotel, have s*x, go home, sleep, go to work, repeat. With a very sour taste in his mouth, he realized that he became his father. Oh well, things might change if his prey answered his call. The moment he thought that, his phone vibrated in his pocket. The number was unknown so his hopes rose.
“Finishing my shift in an hour. Nothing to do tomorrow. Meet me in the back.”
He whipped his head to look at the one who wrote him the message but the red-haired guy was busy and not looking at him. Shame. It was already 4 in the morning, so he would know the redhead’s name by 5 if he was lucky. He hoped it was not another prank. He once was invited by a woman in a weird place to meet but he thought nothing of it at first. When he got to the abandoned building, his first thought was that the dame had more unique taste in s*x, and he was right halfway, being tied on a chair, hands back and blindfolded was kinky sometimes, but not for him, because he was being rubbed. He had to work on untying his hands for about an hour and was so mad at himself, but he took care of the lady thief. His watch was still on her when his boys found the GPS signal. He made sure she would never again do something like that or think about doing it without him going through his mind and scaring the s**t out of her. He didn’t physically mutilate her, but the three other dudes that were with her didn’t escape so easily. He looked at the table, at his friends and they were a bit tipsy all of them. Weaklings.
“So what was the prize of the challenge?”
“You receive no price anymore, the bet was that you … that you receive the advances, and leave home with … with a guy.”
“Well yeah, and I did exactly the other way around which is way harder.”
“Hm, I didn’t think it this way. Yeah, you are right. Um, what did you ask?”
“What was the prize if I could get in the sheets with a guy?”
“Oh, yeah. You have to prove it and we will pay for your drinks the next time we are meeting.”
“Sounds fine.”
“Why are you smiling like the cat that got the cream?”
“Oh, cause the cream just texted me back to meet him in the back after he finishes his shift.”
“Oh f**k, no way! Are you real right now? Who is it? Shift? Is he one of the baristas?”
“He sure is.”
Christian had a Cheshire smile on his face. He looked at the red-haired barista again and 5 o’clock didn’t come soon enough.
“No way dude, that’s so not you.”
“I know right? I’m kinda excited.”
“Which one is he? Come on, you have to tell me.”
“Do I have to?”
“Oh, don’t be a tease. I mean I can guess if you want to, I know your taste in the fairer s*x, how different can you go?”
“Oh, try it, I have until 04:45.”
He was amused by his friend’s rambling and tries to guess, but it seems the other overlooked the redhead because he was too thin and didn’t smile at all. The other kept trying but he didn’t want to tell the other who the lucky man was, so around 04:30 the discussion got to another topic, so he could easily slip out and light a cigarette while slowly going around the club, getting in the back. There was a camera above the door but he didn’t consider he was a nuisance by just waiting there and smoking but he was wrong. Not five minutes passed that a gorilla-looking security guy got out of the back door and invaded his personal space. Christian was neither small nor slim so he didn’t feel intimidated. He didn’t have a bodyguard exactly because he knew how to protect himself.
“What are you doing here in the back? This is employees only zone.”
He was about to answer when a deep, warm voice cleared the situation.
“Chill Charlie, I told him to come to pick me up.”
“You Mogue? But you never leave with anyone, you rejected more people than I can count and …”
“What are you, my mommy? I can reject and accept whoever I want man, I don’t have to explain myself. I’m a big boy. Come on, get in. We will be leaving. See you later dude.”
“Kay, see you later. Be safe!”
The big man entered the building and the place got silent. The redhead, Mogue was it, turned to look at him, still at a little distance, smirked and approached him confidently.
“Just because you heard I usually reject advances as yours, that doesn’t mean you are special Mr. Charming. I’m looking for some fun, so can you provide?”
“I just hope you will let me demonstrate it to you, Mogue. Christian, at your service.”
My shift was finally over, and I was ready to have a bath and relax. It was the first time in six months when I managed to have two days free from both workplaces. A rump in the sack sounded really good right now, he hoped it was not a bet or a joke which will blow in his face. After getting his things from the lockers, got out not before the big mama chicken interrogated Prince. He would have stayed and laughed if not for the fact he was tired.
“Chill Charlie, I told him to come to pick me up.”
“You Mogue? But you never leave with anyone, you rejected more people than I can count and …”
It was funny how protective and motherly could this big guy be. He was usually having fun when other guys got a piece of his mind, but it was not so funny anymore when he was the one interrogated.
“What are you, my mommy? I can reject and accept whoever I want man, I don’t have to explain myself. I’m a big boy. Come on, get in. We will be leaving. See you later dude.”
“Kay, see you later. Be safe!”
Mogue knew this was not the end of the conversation and almost rolled his eyes thinking about the endless questions he will have to answer. He was still with his back to the Prince, reassuring himself he could do it. He never thought about it, but the fact that 3 months have passed since he broke up with that damn cheating man, but he didn’t have yet s*x with anyone was concerning. He was strong and he could do it, he really wanted to. Forcing a big smile on his face, he turned and looked closely at the man with who he wanted to make this step.
“Just because you heard I usually reject advances as yours, that doesn’t mean you are special Mr. Charming. I’m looking for some fun, so can you provide?”
“I just hope you will let me demonstrate it to you, Mogue. Christian, at your service.”
The man’s voice was like honey on a wire, sweet but dangerous. A deep undertone, from smoking maybe, made his legs move further.
“So you mean to say that you are here by your own accord, no bet or back pushing involved?”
“Oh? No back pushing here, but there was a bet involved.”
Mogue’s face fell to the ground. This was not what he wanted to hear. He was ready to bail when the man continued.
“I had to ignore all the ladies today, oh and what a chore it was. I should have waited for guys to hit on me.”
“Why’s that?”
The curiosity got the better of Mogue, the story was interesting and the man that was telling it even more. He knew who he was, not just from magazines but up close also, be was a barista at more clubs where the Prince used to hang out, and yes usually with at least a lady. Why would he choose him?
“Oh, you see, some days ago I declared that I am bi and no one believed me. They all said that I was a liar and that I’m saying that to get attention.”
“And did you?”
“No. Just because it’s unknown territory for me it doesn’t mean I’m not attracted.”
“So, what’s with the bet?”
“Well you see today’s my bday, so I should have waited for men to hit on me, take one home, and somehow show the others that I was not lying. But I kinda got bored, there were a few guys but … well. Let’s just say I discovered something new about myself today.”
“And what is that?”
The man in front of him eyed him like candy, raked his look from bottom to top and then again, and after meeting his gaze, smiled and came closer. They were so close that he could see the dark color of the other’s eyes, eyelashes, and smell the finished cigarette on the other’s breath, a smell that didn’t disgust him at all, on the contrary.
“I seem to be way pickier with guys, but I was damn lucky. The barista was hot.”
Mogue felt himself get warmer by the minute, the proximity, the alluring words, and the body in front of him, all challenged his need to defend himself. He might just believe him.
“I changed the rules of the challenge/bet but I don’t care if I win or lose because right now I feel as if I’m winning either way.”
“And why is that?”
“Cause I got your number, I heard your voice and saw you up close, and I really hope you will come with me for the rest of the morning and day.”
“What if I don’t like first-timers?”
“Oh? Then I have to assure you that I can satisfy you as long as you want. Will you let me prove myself?”
“Accepted. Where are we going?”
“Oh, you will see.”
The most unexpected thing happened then, his hand got taken and interlinked with the other’s man's hand. He was not shy about being gay, but neither was he bragging, but he never got to walk hand in hand with a partner. Christian turned his face at him, smiled, and kissed the back of his hand. Mogue felt himself get hot.
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