"Fysh is in one of my art classes." Lindsay explained, trying to make her hair perfect. She didn't tell Justin that she only wanted to go to the party because Fysh's friend Daphne was going to be there.
"Fish? As in goldfish?" Justin asked, making a face.
"With a y." Lindsay said shooting Justin a look. Justin chuckled, suddenly realizing exactly why Lindsay wanted to go to the frat party.
"So, what's her name?" He asked, looking over her shoulder in the mirror.
"What are you talking about, Justin Taylor?" Lindsay asked, trying her best to sound shocked. "Isn't college the time when you're supposed to go out and party all the time before it's time to really grow up and settle down."
"You're so full of shit, Linds." Justin chuckled. "Tell me it's not another one like that Bambi chick, the one who looked like a stripper."
"Her name is Daphne." Lindsay blushed. "She's got the curliest hair and the biggest brown eyes." She playfully fanned herself.
"You're such a teeny bopper!" Justin shook his head. "So, if you're gunna be fawning over your curly head girl all night, why am I even coming to the party? Probably won't even be any other gay guys there." He started to go into pout mode.
"No. Anthony is going too. Brian Kinney will be there too, Anthony's latest quest." Lindsay smiled.
"Again, what am I gunna do? Party with the breeders?" Justin was thinking how much he'd rather go over to his boyfriend Jonny's place and spend a nice romantic night in.
"Stop being so anti-social. You've been in college for almost a year and the only people you spend any time with are me, Anthony, and Jonny." Lindsay shook out her hair because she was convinced that shaking it made it perfectly fluffy.
"Fine." Justin grumbled. "Let's go and get this over with."
***
"Woo!" Daphne let out a whistle as Brian walked into her room dressed in a pair of tight fitting black pants and a tight white t-shirt from FCUK. "Well, don't you just scream 'take me to your room and use me for your toy'!"
"Thanks, Daph, that's exactly what I was going for." Brian smiled in his signature cocky way and did a little twirl to show how perfectly the pants hugged his ass.
"Wearing those pants, no one is going to believe you're a top." Daphne chuckled and checked herself out in the mirror.
"Wearing that hideous dress, no one will believe you're my fag hag. Change." Brian hated when Daphne wore girly, flowery dresses.
"Gee, thanks, Bri." Daphne rolled her eyes. She had stopped being insulted by Brian's fashion advice back when they were in high school together. "You just don't want me to look hot and find a guy who actually likes pussy to replace you."
"Yeah, right." Brian flopped himself down on her bed to wait for her to get ready. "I think you need to find some cock so I can be alone to find some for myself."
"You're such a slut." Daphne laughed and grabbed a black dress that she was sure Brian would approve of out of her closet.
"I need to get enough for the both of us." Brian teased, pulling on one of her curls. She pulled away and slapped at his hand. "I can't believe we're going to a frat party." He shook his head. "I'll probably get gay bashed and you'll get date raped."
"Gee, something to look forward to." She groaned and she changed into the black dress. "When did you get so cynical?"
"Last time I went to Fysh's frat they had the beer bong all ready to go for me." Brian rolled his eyes. He tried to hard to be mature and stay away from the cheesy party animal antics of most of the guys on campus." On the upside, I turned a straight little frat boy into my bitch that night."
"Brian! Shut up! I'm so sick of hearing about your over active sex life." She pulled her hair out of the neck of her dress and made sure she looked perfect in the mirror.
"No, you're not!" Brian laughed. "You like my stories so much that you wish you had a cock so you could try out some of the stuff I've described to you."
"Let's just go so that maybe I can find some hot guy to get my sexual frustrations out with." Daphne shook her head and chuckled. "Don't steal another one away from me, okay?"
***
Justin looked around at all the beefed up frat boys chugging their beers and grabbing the pretty girls ass's and groaned. He and Lindsay were near the front door because she wanted to see Daphne as soon as she got there. When Anthony arrived, he gave Brian a quick kiss on the cheek and grabbed Lindsay up in a tight hug. "Hey." He said with a big smile.
"Hey, Ant." Justin smiled. "Can you stay here while Lindsay waits for her curly haired dream girl? I wanna go outside and make a call."
"Sure, J." Anthony said with a smile, draping his arm around Lindsay's neck. "So, who's the new dream girl?" He asked playfully.
"Daphne Chanders." Lindsay blushed.
"Kinney's friend." Anthony said with a smile. He had every intention of going home with the tall attractive guy that night. "Well, good luck 'cause they just walked in." He nodded towards the door and Lindsay nearly fell over when she saw Daphne in the tight black dress.
"Hey, Daphne!" She called. Daphne smiled as she walked over to the blond. Brian followed obligingly, noticing the tall good-looking guy standing with the blond.
"Hi Linds." Daphne said with a smile. "This is my friend, Brian Kinney."
"Nice to meet you." Lindsay said extending her hand but never taking her eyes off Daphne. Brian had to stifle a chuckle when he realized that the innocent looking little blond had a crush on his best friend.
"You too." He said. "And this is?" He looked over at Anthony and smiled charmingly.
"Oh, this is Anthony Malone." Lindsay quickly introduced Anthony and blushed.
"Hey, Linds, wanna come with me to fix my hair?" Daphne asked, knowing that Brian would want to be alone with Anthony.
"Sure." Lindsay followed Daphne to the upstairs washroom eagerly.
Once the two girls were gone, Brian moved in a little closer to Anthony. He could tell by the way the other guy was undressing him with his eyes that he wasn't going to have any problem getting laid that night.
"So... Did the little blond drag you here tonight?" Brian asked, moving his face closer to Anthony's.
"Nah. She dragged another little blond here, my roommate Justin. I came because there was gunna be a guy here that I was anxious to fuck." Anthony was in full predator mode and wasn't going to leave the party until he had Kinney coming with him.
"Yah?" Brian raised an eyebrow, kept his face neutral. "Is he here yet?"
Anthony nodded. "Walked in about five minutes ago."
Suddenly, Justin walked up to the two grabbing Anthony's arm and looking troubled. "Anthony, I need to talk to you." He said hurriedly.
"I'm a little busy, J." Anthony said without taking his eyes off Brian.
"Please." Justin begged and his roommate could tell that something must really be wrong. The blond was looking up at him with wide eyes. Anthony turned to look back at Brian.
"Excuse me for a few minutes?" He asked.
"Of course." Brian said. "Later." He took one last look at the blond who had interrupted their game and walked off in search of a beer.
"Ok, J, this had better be good. Another five minutes and me and that guy would have been heading back to the apartment." Anthony was a little annoyed, but more concerned about Justin than anything.
"I called Jonny's, just to check in and tell him that I'd probably be home late because Lindsay was on the prowl and stuff. Well, some other guy answered the phone. When I asked for Jonny I heard him call him baby." Justin was bit upset.
"Oh, J..." Anthony wrapped his arms around the smaller man and gave him a tight hug. They walked outside and sat there talking about the probability of Justin's boyfriend of a year cheating on him for a good while. Justin, who had grabbed a bottle of booze off the table on the way out was getting a nice buzz on as he drank swigs of the bottle quickly.
"My boyfriend doesn't love me!" Justin wailed once he was really feeling the effects of the alcohol. Anthony tried not to chuckle at his drunken friend.
"Listen, I'm going to go find Linds so she can drive you home. She can always come back to the party." Anthony said, standing. "Wait for me here, okay?" Justin simply nodded and looked into the bottle he had been drinking from as Anthony stepped back into the house.
When Justin heard the door open a few minutes later, he assumed that it was Anthony and began talking without looking up. "Can you believe that he's such an asshole? If he wanted to keep tricking he should have just told me instead of trying to dazzle me with bullshit promises of monogamy."
"I agree." Brian said with a slight chuckle, realizing that the kid thought he was talking to someone else. He sat down next to the blond and lit up a cigarette.
"Oh..." Justin felt really stupid when he looked up and saw the gorgeous guy sitting next to him with a slightly amused look on his face. "Shit. I thought you were someone else."
"No worries, Sunshine. My lips are sealed." Brian was a little taken aback when he saw the beautiful blue eyes the boy had. Inside, he had been too focused on Anthony and never really noticed his young looking roommate.
"I'm Justin." Justin tried to make it seem like he was sober as he stuck out his hand. Brian laughed as Justin wobbled and took the boy's hand in his own. Deciding that he didn't want to let go quite yet, he continued to hold his hand.
"Brian Kinney."
"Oh! The one Anthony wants." Justin said to himself. When he realized that he said the words aloud, he blushed. "Sorry."
"Again, no worries, Sunshine." Brian smiled, hoping it would make his new friend smile. "You're looking a little drunk. Get dumped?"
"I called my boyfriend's apartment and some guy answered and called Jonny baby." Justin pouted. "There goes another relationship down the tubes."
"You're a monogamy guy?" Brian tried to keep the sneer from his face.
"I'm an honesty guy. When we first got together, he told me that he only wanted me and all that other romantic propaganda. If he would have been honest, I wouldn't be so upset." Justin looked down into the bottle.
"Then he's not the right guy for you." Brian was trying really hard not to take advantage of the kid when he was so upset about his son-of-a-bitch boyfriend, but was finding it difficult. There was something about the blond that attracted him. "Sometimes you gotta fuck a few frogs..."
"Don't you mean kiss?" Justin asked with a bit of a grin on his face.
"That too." Brian grinned. "Listen, do you need a ride home? You look a little hammered and I'm ready to get out of here anyways."
"Yah, that would be--" He was interrupted by Lindsay coming out of the house in a huff.
"Justin, let's get out of here." She said quickly. It looked like she was going to say more, but then she noticed Brian sitting there and stopped herself. "This party is shit."
Justin stood and smiled at Brian, finally taking his hand back. "It was nice meeting you, Brian. See you around?"
"Byebye, Sunshine." Brian said with a wink before Lindsay grabbed Justin's hand and dragged him back away. "I'll definitely see you around." He promised himself, unable to keep himself from getting a little excited wondering when he was going to see the blond again.
***
"He's cheating!" Justin moaned.
"She's straight!" Lindsay moaned in the exact same tone as Justin. It was as though they were having two completely different conversations, neither was really listening to a word the other was saying. "That party sucked."
"Not all of it." Justin said with a small smile, remembering Brian holding his hand and telling him that Jonny obviously wasn't the right guy.
"Anthony is gunna shit when he finds out you were outside trying to steal his trick while he was looking for me to take you home." Lindsay giggled despite her foul mood about Daphne being straight.
"I wasn't trying to steal his trick!" Justin defended himself. "He was shaking my hand and he just didn't let go." He remember the feeling of Brian's long fingers wrapped around his own and had to stop himself from thinking of what else those hands could do to his body so that Lindsay wouldn't catch him with a raging hard on in his pants.
"Don't get too excited. Anthony is still going to fuck him tonight." Lindsay said, desperate for her best friend not to get hung up on yet another guy who would break his heart. She hadn't really liked Jonny from the beginning but she kept it to herself because she knew that Justin was crazy about him.
"You think?" Justin looked a little troubled when he thought about the fact that there was a chance Anthony would still end up in bed with Brian.
"Come on, Ant always gets his man and he's had his eye on Brian for a couple of weeks now." Lindsay pulled the car onto Justin's street and stopped in front of his building. "Uh oh, cheating scum bag alert." She said.
When Justin looked up he saw Jonny sitting outside his building, his hands folded in between his knees. "Shit." Justin grumbled under his breath. He really didn't want to talk to Jonny when he was so drunk.
"Want me to tell him to get lost?" Lindsay offered.
"I can handle it." He said, taking a few deep breaths and trying to get his bearings. He leaned over and kisses Lindsay's cheek before opening the door and stepping out of the car a little wobbly. As he walked up to Jonny, not so steady on his feet, he saw a look of recognition in his boyfriend's eyes.
"It was you who called." It wasn't a question. Jonny knew by Justin's drunken state that it was his boyfriend who called when he was in the middle of a little bedroom fun with Luke. Justin nodded. "I wish you didn't find out this way."
"Good to know." Justin knew what was coming by the way Jonny phrased his words. The guy who answered the phone wasn't some random trick, it was a new lover. "So it's over then?"
Jonny, not knowing what else to say, nodded.
"I left some stuff at your place. I'll come pick it up on the weekend and I'll leave the key." Justin said quietly. "I'll bring by any stuff that you might have left here."
"So I guess we can't be friends?" This question caused Justin to lose his composure and he swung around to look at his now ex-boyfriend.
"You've been cheating on me but you want to be my friend?" He demanded. "Fuck that! And fuck you!" With that, he stomped up the steps and into the building. Once he was safely alone inside his apartment, he let it all go and he cried and cried.
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