Aarav was watching the news when the brat came in and plopped himself on the couch beside him. He stuck his phone to Aarav's face.
"What do you think?" he asked in a serious tone.
Aarav looked down and saw the picture of a beefcake-type guy. Seemed professionally taken. Muscles bulging from every part of his body, eyes smolderingly looking at the camera. Nice hair, nice teeth.
"Not my type," Aarav declared, going back to the TV.
"No, I mean, isn't he hot?" Ru doubled down on his efforts to distract Aarav with whatever he was trying to distract him with. "I thought I should get back into the dating scene. So, I reactivated my tinder profile, and this guy liked me."
And then, in another breath, he went on to describe how that guy was six feet two inches, and was a CEO at the young age of twenty-seven, new to the town and was looking for some friends blah blah.
"He is fake," Aarav cut in. He couldn't take any more of Ru's yapping.
"Why would he be fake?" Ru asked, sounding confused, like he did not know how the dating world worked.
Aarav looked at him at last. "If he is not fake, he is an asshole."
"What?" Ru snorted out a shrieky laughter. "You don't even know him. Why would you say that? And I don't think he is fake."
Aarav turned his eyes back to the news reporter who was standing with an umbrella, blabbing about the weather. "You can do better."
"Yeah?" Ru's voice melted. He even sidled closer to Aarav, an annoying sort of warmth that made you sweat but is nice to have at the same time because the outside is snowing. Ru grabbed the phone from Aarav's hand. "But I don't know where to meet guys. I moved here two years ago, and I have met only a couple. I think my friends are just useless," Ru looked at Aarav pointedly with his big round eyes, "they never hook me up with anyone nice. I think I just made wrong friends."
Aarav sighed, tired of his ranting. "Do you really want to meet someone?" He asked dryly.
Ru sat up straight. "Yeah! I…"
He began explaining, but Aarav interrupted. "Then, get ready," he said, standing up.
"Get ready for what?"
"We are going out."
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They stopped in front of a club that seemed pretty busy for a weeknight.
Ru narrowed his eyes at the patrons who were going inside. "Holy rat on a cat!" He uttered that stupid phrase of his. "Is that a gay bar?"
Aarav parked his BMW and came out. Ru was still in his seat, looking stunned. He hadn't even removed his seat belt.
Aarav knocked on the door glass. "Are you coming in?"
Inside, the club was very crowded. It always was since it was one of the few ones in the city that catered to a mainly gay crowd. It took forever for them to walk from the door to the bar and the bar itself was jampacked, no empty seats. They decided to just stand and order drinks.
Ru was looking around with wonderous eyes like he was Alice in wonderland. "Why didn't you tell me we are coming to a club? I would have dressed right. I don't even have my make-up on."
"Don't worry. You are fine," Aarav shouted into Ru's ears over the club music, and Ru made his signature knife eyes at him.
Ru looked far better like this anyway, without his ridiculous make-up that hid his natural beauty. And Aarav already saw how all the men were looking at Ru. Even in his skinny blue jeans, striped red tee, and tight brown leather jacket, Ru was looking like a snack. The guy brought out his lip balm and smeared a good amount on his lips. Aarav himself was getting a few hungry looks, and he spotted a couple of cute twinks that looked willing and hot enough to bring back to his place.
They get their drinks, Ru a pineapple margarita and Aarav a bourbon on the rocks. A man slid over beside Ru. He was clueless at first. But then the guy bought him a drink, and they began to talk. Ru was his usual chatty self, the way he would ramble on whenever he was nervous. He won't stop talking about how he was a vegan and that he was an aspiring singer, and that if he wasn't a singer, he would become a monk and teach yoga. The guy clearly did not give a sh-t about Ru's diet or career. All he was interested in was Ru's tight ass displayed nicely in his skinny jeans to all the people in there.
Soon, the two of them made their way into the dance floor and vanished into the pulsating crowd. Aarav locked eyes with the twink who was quietly checking him out for some time now and walked over to him. He came up to his shoulder, nice slender body with a round, plump ass. He would do, Aarav thought. The boy called himself Tony, clearly a fake name. He did not look like a Tony at all but Aarav didn't care. Aarav finished his drink, took Tony's hand, and meandered through the packed club until they were on the dance floor. The floor was lit with LED, red and violet and blue, sensual and exciting.
The twink, Tony, began to twerk his ass as soon as they reached the middle of the area. The music was bass heavy, perfect for rocking the hips with. Aarav pulled the guy close, there wasn't a lot of space for movement in the crowded area, and pressed their bodies together. They began to move in rhythm with the music, rubbing against each other. Tony moved like a pro, knew what he was doing. Every time he moved, he brushed Aarav's cock with his hips. The dim pink and purple moving stage lights made the mood even sexier.
Aarav was fully hard by now. He pulled the twink's tight, ass against his crotch and began to hump him in pace with the music. In the maze of people and winking club lights, Aarav's eyes found Ru, not too far from him. He seemed to be laughing at something that the man whispered in his ear. The man had his arms around Ru's waist, pulling him against his crotch. Ru was out of sync with the music, but he looked like he was enjoying it. The guy turned them around, and now Aarav saw the guy's hand on Ru's ass, squeezing them hard. Aarav's cock jerked, and he humped harder against Tony.
The man spun Ru around, and Aarav could see his face. His eyes were closed in pleasure. He seemed to have found the rhythm at last. He was humping the air and pushing back against the man with this ass. He also looked very, very drunk, lost in his own world. Aarav ground himself against the twink, Tony, while he watched Ru twist and bend his body like a slutty pole dancer.
Suddenly, a couple appeared in front of Aarav, cutting off his line of sight, and the lights went dimmer and began to blink at the same time. When the lights steadied again, Ru was gone. Aarav looked around the floor; there was no sign of him.
"You okay?" the twink, Tony, asked.
Aarav hurried out off the floor, not waiting to answer him. He knew little of how all the rooms in the club were set up, but he knew there was a backroom. He quickly made his way there, peeking into every room and booth. Men were humping and kissing and even having full-blown sex in there, but there was no trace of Ru.
"Ummm," Aarav heard a moaning that he had heard before. It was Ru. He immediately turned that way and there he was, humping himself against the guy in one corner. The man was trying to take Ru's clothes off, and Ru looked totally out of it, almost passed out.
"Hey…." Aarav dashed over to the two. "Hey, leave him alone." He pulled Ru off of him.
"What the fuck, man?" The guy exclaimed, looking incredulous.
"Leave him alone," Aarav said calmly, holding Ru up with one hand and fixing his clothes with the other.
"He is with me," the guy argued, raising his voice.
Aarav looked at him coldly, all business. "No. He is with me."
Aarav gave Ru a shoulder as the two walked out of the club. Ru mumbled something, but it was all gibberish. They got into the car and left.
When they reached home, Ru was totally passed out. Aarav came out of the car and then pulled Ru out. Ru did not look like he could walk one step. So, Aarav picked him in his arms and walked into the building. If the guard and the concierge thought it was strange, he didn't care. Ru was heavier than he looked, but Aarav had no trouble carrying him.
Inside the apartment, Aarav laid Ru down on his bed. Of course, the brat would have a bed sheet painted with literal rainbows and unicorns.
"Umm, stay," Ru mumbled as Aarav wiggled his arms out from under him. He looked at Ru and couldn't help but caress his hair.
He, then, pulled the comforter over him and turned off the light before closing the door behind him. When in finally got inside his own bed, he jacked off twice before drifting off to sleep.