Author's note: Just a quick one, if you happen to have Filthy/Gorgeous by the Scissor Sisters, you may want to put it on as you read this fic - you'll see why later *wink wink*
Chapter Seven – Customer Service: “The Sunshine Striptease” “Just meet me in that bar on the edge of town.” “Which one?” “I think it’s called Smokin’ Joe’s Tavern.” “Like fuck we’re going there. It’s a hustler bar, full of old pervs.” “You’ll fit right in then.” “Twat.” “Just be there at seven.” “Alright Sunshine, whatever you want.” “See you there.” “See you there.” Brian stared at his cell phone for a few moments in bewilderment before snapping it shut and putting it back in his pocket. Why the fuck did Justin want to meet him at a hustler bar? Before Brian could puzzle any longer over Justin’s strange request, Cynthia swept into his office and deposited a vast amount of papers on to his desk. “What the fuck are these?” Brian demanded. “Eye-conic Optics are going crazy, they want the new campaign finished by the end of today.” Cynthia replied. “Fuck.” Brian cursed. It was going to be a long day. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Brian checked at his watch as he walked through the grimy looking doors of Smokin’ Joe’s Tavern. He was only a few minutes late, which was surprising, as the Eye-Conic Optics account had taken much longer than he had planned to get finished. Brian’s gaze swept across the dimly lit room, searching for Justin. Realising that the blond was nowhere to be seen, Brian headed over to the bar and sat down on one of the grubby stools. “Can I get a beer?” Brian asked one of the bartenders. The bartender looked Brian up and down before depositing the filthy-looking beer bottle on the counter in front of him. “It’s on me.” A raspy voice said. Brian turned to look at the voice and found an ugly, fifty something, fat, bald guy leering at him. “No thanks.” Brian frowned as he handed the bartender his money. Brian sipped at his beer and tried to ignore the man beside him. “So what’s a hot young thing like you doing in a place like this?” The man continued. “Actually I’m meeting someone.” Brian replied through gritted teeth. “Really?” The man drawled, “I’ll pay you twice what he’s going to give you.” “I’m sure you would.” Brian stood up, beer in hand, ” But I doubt that you could afford it.” Brian gave one last sarcastic smile to the persistent pervert, and moved to the other end of the bar. Brian slumped over the counter, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone as he unenthusiastically drank his beer and wondered where the fuck Justin was. Just as Brian was about to get out his cell to call the blond, he felt someone place their arms around his waist. Before Brian could turn around to tell the unidentified person to “fuck off”, he felt warm breath against his ear as the person whispered, “Do you like young dick? It’s yours for fifty bucks. Two hundred for a fuck.” “That’s kind of expensive.” Brian teased as he caressed the hands that still held tightly around him. “I’ll make it worth your while.” The person continued to whisper, as he slid his hands down Brian’s hips and rubbed the crotch of his pants. “I’ll even give you a private dance. Did you know that I used to be a Go Go Boy?” “That is a very tempting offer.” Brian smirked as he turned around to stare in to Justin’s blue eyes. “How much do you charge for the night?” “Five hundred dollars.” Justin informed, “And you’ll have to pay for a hotel room – I don’t do home visits.” Brian raised his eyebrows slightly. “Well…” Brian looked Justin up and down pretending to consider the offer. Justin stood back and made sure that Brian could clearly see every inch of his revealing outfit. Justin was dressed in black sweat pants that hung loosely around his slender hips and a red but slightly see-through t-shirt that was cut off just above his well-toned abs. The outfit was topped off with a loose fitting black leather jacket that Justin had only decided to wear because it was so cold outside. “We better get going then.” Brian finally announced, as he downed the last of his beer and stood up ready to leave. Justin led the way to the exit of Smokin’ Joe’s Tavern, Brian following closely behind. Both men couldn’t help but notice that almost all of the bar’s patrons were staring at them as they hastily departed. “So which hotel shall we go to?” Brian casually asked as they made their way over to the jeep. “I was thinking...” Justin hesitated, “That maybe we could go to The Hampton.” “The Hampton?” Brian questioned, “Do any of your other customers take you to the best hotel in town?” “Oh yes all the time.” Justin insisted, “My clients settle for nothing but the best.” Justin put on his seatbelt nervously, wondering if Brian would actually fork out for such a pricey hotel room. “To experience perfection is a privilege, regardless of price.” Justin quickly added. “The Hampton it is.” Brian confirmed, as he put his foot on the gas and sped away in the direction of the hotel. The hotel was a good ten minutes away so Brian decided to make conversation. “So what’s a nice young man like you doing hustling?” Brian asked, tongue in cheek. “It’s a long story.” Justin replied, smiling a little at the tale he had just made up in his head. “Do tell.” Brian encouraged. “Well,” Justin began, “When I was seventeen, I met this really hot guy. He took my virginity and everything, but then he wanted nothing to do with me.” Brian shook his head, “How awful. Please go on.” “Then, my parents found out that I was gay so I couldn’t stay at home anymore. I asked the hot guy if I could live with him and he agreed. But one day I forgot to set the alarm on his apartment and all of his stuff was stolen. The guy was so mad at me; he said I had to give him some compensation. So now I’m hustling to pay him back.” Justin smiled; he couldn’t believe that he had just come up with all of that. “That’s just terrible.” Brian tried to fake being concerned but ended up smiling at Justin’s not-so-far-from-the-truth story. “It’s okay I guess.” Justin shrugged, “At least some of the guys that fuck me are hot.” Brian took his eyes off the road for a second to glance at Justin, who he noticed was smiling broadly at him, implying that he was in fact one of the “hot” guys. Brian tore his lustful eyes away from the blond to concentrate on pulling in to The Hampton’s parking lot and finding a space. The two men made their way to the grand-looking hotel entrance, arms wrapped around each other to protect against the icy wind. They were greeted at the main reception desk by a harsh-appearing woman who raised her eyebrow and then looked the pair up and down. “May I help you?” She asked, seeming very unimpressed with the two men before her. “Yes you may,” Brian mocked, “We’d like one of your best suites.” Justin looked up at Brian in surprise; he hadn’t expected Brian to pay for a suite. “How long will you be staying for?” The woman frowned as she typed rather aggressively on her computer. “Just for tonight.” Brian answered, amused by the woman’s obvious disgust. “We do have one room available,” The woman remarked, not bothering to look up at them, “It has all of our best features, mini bar, cable television, hot tub, twenty-four hour room service...” “That will be fine.” Brian interrupted; he really didn’t want to spend any more of his evening in the presence of this aggravating woman. “May I have your name please sir?” The woman huffed. “Brian Kinney.” “Here’s your key.” The woman hissed, as she handed Brian the key card to their room. “Your room is on the third floor. Enjoy your stay.” “Oh we will!” Justin shouted out to her as he and Brian made their way over the elevators, trying to control their laughter. As the elevator doors closed, the two men couldn’t hold off kissing each other any longer as they realised that they were finally alone together. Unaware that the elevator had stopped on the second floor, Brian and Justin continued to passionately kiss each other. As the elevator doors slid open they were startled by the high-pitched voice of a little girl squealing, “Mommy! Mommy! Why are those men kissing each other?” The elevator doors closed once more, and Justin erupted in to hysterical laughter only to be silenced by Brian, who pushed his tongue into the blond’s mouth continuing their hot-blooded kiss. Once at the third floor, Brian grabbed Justin’s hand and almost dragged him down the long corridor to their room. Brian swiped the key card and the door swung open to reveal the most extravagant hotel room Justin had ever seen. The suite was beautifully decorated with expensive-looking green and white striped wallpaper and matching furniture. As Justin walked into the main part of the suite, he couldn’t help but look around in awe at his surroundings. Brian, on the other hand, seemed less impressed, having spent many nights in fine hotels whilst on business. Brian took off his jacket and casually threw it on to one of the chairs as walked in the direction of the mini bar. “Would you like some champagne?” Brian asked Justin, jerking him out of his thoughts. “Sure.” Justin said enthusiastically, “I’d love some.” Brian poured two champagne flutes of the chilled sparkling liquid and handed one to Justin. “A toast!” Brian announced, “To the hottest looking hustler in all of Pittsburgh!” Justin laughed as they clinked their glasses and drank down the champagne. “So what do you want me to do first?” Justin asked, putting his champagne flute down and walking seductively toward Brian. “You’ve got me for the whole night.” Justin reminded, as he stroked a finger down Brian’s torso. Brian felt his cock twitch in his pants as Justin looked lustfully up at him. “I believe you mentioned something about a private dance.” Brian smiled as he settled himself in to a chair and took another sip of the champagne. Seeing Justin hesitate Brian picked up the remote control for the CD player and pressed the button for the radio. “Go on.” Brian continued, tongue in cheek. “Get to it.” Brian pushed the ‘volume plus’ button and they could hear the radio DJ announcing the next song, “You’re listening to Pittsburgh FM and coming up for you next is Filthy/Gorgeous by the Scissor Sisters.” The DJ’s voice faded out and as the heavy baseline played out through the suite Justin began to circle his hips in time with the music. Brian lounged back in the chair, ready to enjoy the show. ♪When you're walkin' down the street and a man tries to get your business♪ Justin began to slide the leather jacket down his arms, smiling at the irony of the lyrics. Once the jacket was removed, Justin held it in his hand and circled it around his head as if it were a lasso before throwing it in Brian’s lap. Brian picked up the jacket and pretended to sniff it before tossing it aside so that he could concentrate on Justin, who had his arms clasped above his head and was circling them round. Each circle the arms took led the rest of Justin’s body in a gyrating movement so that he slowly turned around letting Brian see his body from every angle. ♪And the people that you meet want to open you up like Christmas You gotta wrap your fuzzy with a big red bow And you know some bitch gonna treat me like a ho I'm a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess♪ Justin slid his hands down his body rubbing himself until he reached the bottom of his t-shirt. Justin let his hands roam underneath the material pinching at his nipples. Brian could see everything clearly due to the semi-transparent material and it was making his cock particularly stiff. In one swift motion, Justin pulled the t-shirt over his head exposing his toned chest and hard nipples. Holding the red clothing in his right hand, he passed it through his legs to his left. Justin pulled the t-shirt back and forth between his thighs rubbing it against his crotch. The shirt was then unhooked only to be placed around the back of Brian’s neck. Justin held the material tightly and pulled Brian toward him for a passionate kiss. Justin let go of the material and pulled back from the kiss, and turned his back on Brian, teasing him. Justin thrust his ass backwards, in small round motions, toward Brian as he unzipped his fly and let the sweat pants slips down to his ankles. ♪Cause you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (gorgeous) Cause you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and I'm gorgeous (gorgeous) ♪ Justin kicked off the pants and ground his white underwear clad ass on to Brian’s lap where he pushed it against Brian’s erection. Brian gasped and pushed his hips upwards, trying to prolong the contact. Justin stood up making sure that he continued to shake his ass, tormenting Brian. ♪You're disgusting Oooh, and you're nasty♪ Justin turned around to face Brian, slipping his fingers in his slightly wet underwear. Justin rubbed his hands up and down his hips so that the underwear slowly revealed his cock. Justin let the underwear slide down his legs and Brian’s breath hitched as he was faced with Justin’s engorged dick. Justin continued to gyrate as he straddled Brian’s hips, fully naked. ♪And you can grab me Oooh cause you're nasty♪ Taking note of the lyrics, Brian took this as his cue to run his hands over Justin’s ass and to gently squeeze each of the cheeks. Brian’s hands travelled up and down caressing over Justin’s smooth skin as they both kissed. Trying to deepen the kiss, Brian laced his fingers in the silky blond hair, urging Justin forward. They only pulled away when they needed to breathe again and soon realised that the song had ended a while ago. “So what do you want to do now?” Justin asked, slightly panting from their enthusiastic kiss. “I was thinking that because you’re so filthy, we should take a dip in the hot tub.” Brian replied, rubbing his hands up and down the delicate skin of Justin’s arms. “I don’t know…” Justin hesitated, “I only just had a shower, I’m really not that dirty.” Brian frowned, that was not the answer he had been hoping for. ”I suppose I could get dirty,” Justin continued as he picked up the bottle of champagne, “Maybe then I’ll need to get clean in the hot tub.” With that, Justin stood up and poured the remaining champagne over his naked body. Brian could only stare, as he watched the liquid trickle down Justin’s beautiful torso. Snapping out of his daze, Brian pulled Justin toward him and began to lick over Justin’s chest, lapping up the wet trails of champagne. Justin moaned as Brian swirled his tongue over his nipples. “I’ll go get the hot tub ready.” Smiled Justin, as he pulled himself out of Brian’s grasp and walked in the direction of the bathroom. Brian was about to follow after the blond, when he decided to make a quick detour to the mini bar and got another bottle of champagne and more glasses to take with him. Brian walked through the bathroom door to find Justin already submerged in the water, eyes closed and slowly rubbing his dick. “Couldn’t wait Sunshine?” Brian smirked as he placed the bottle and the glasses on the side of the hot tub. Justin’s eyes shot open as he grinned at Brian, continuing to rub himself seductively. “I believe that cock belongs to me,” Brian said wickedly as he began to remove his clothes, “I paid for it.” “Then come and get it.” Justin replied, grinning mischievously. Brian pulled his underpants off and threw them aside before joining Justin in the steamy and bubbly water. Brian reached for the champagne and filled one of the glasses. He then held the glass up to Justin’s lips and Justin opened his mouth slightly, allowing the liquid to flow in. Once all of the champagne had been consumed, Brian replaced the glass with his lips as he roughly kissed Justin. Their lips crushed together and their tongues battled for supremacy as Brian forcefully kissed the blond. While one hand remained on the back of Justin’s head, Brian’s other hand caressed down the blond’s body and finally rested on his cock. Brian’s fingers lightly brushed over the head and then slowly stroked down the whole of the length. As Justin’s mouth opened even more to gasp at the sensations surrounding his dick, Brian pushed his tongue even deeper in to the kiss. Brian fisted Justin’s dick and began to pump faster, causing the water to splash slightly. Justin pushed his hips upwards in time with Brian’s hand movements and he was soon moaning as his orgasm took over. As Brian allowed Justin to recover, he reached for a condom and rolled it slowly down his achingly hard cock. “You up for one more?” Brian whispered as he slipped his finger in Justin’s crack and began to circle his hole. Justin responded by turning over so that he was holding on the edge of the hot tub, ass toward Brian. Brian knelt, either side of Justin’s legs and leant over the blond’s back, holding on to each of Justin’s hands. Brian thrust his hips forward, and his sheathed dick was consumed by Justin’s anticipating hole. Brian moaned at the tightness and began to slowly push his cock in and out of a gasping Justin. Brian trailed soft kisses along Justin’s neck and shoulder as he quickened his pace. The water around them seemed to make Brian’s thrusts seem more intense, as waves were created from the strength of Brian’s movements. Justin closed his eyes, knowing that he was close, and gave in to the sensations around him, as Brian’s body surrounded him completely. A few more stabs at his prostate and Justin felt his balls tighten as he shot his load for the second time that evening. Feeling Justin’s hole squeeze around him, Brian was sent in to his own orgasm as he moaned loudly and held Justin’s hands even tighter. Brian pulled out of Justin, as they both continued to breathe heavily. Brian let Justin lean against his chest as he planted kisses along the younger man’s jaw line and they let the bubbling water sooth them. After a while Justin murmured, ”That’ll be five hundred dollars please.” Brian tightened his hold of the blond as he replied, “I’m sorry but I appear to have left my wallet in my other pants.” “Damn it! I knew I should have said cash up front.” Justin pretended to curse. “Hey Sunshine,” Brian chuckled, “You’ve gone all pruney!” “I have not!” Justin said indignantly as he splashed Brian. “You have too!” Brian laughed, splashing the blond twice as hard, before jumping out of the tub and grabbing a towel. “Hey!” Justin yelled as he followed in the direction of the snickering Brian, “Get back here!” “Only if you do your filthy dancing again,” Brian smirked, “I’m going to get the customer service I deserve!”