"I think we're ready." Anthony said with a flirty smile. "We'll have an extra large pepperoni and a pitcher of coke."
"Big appetites." Nathan grinned as he jotted their order down on his pad. "I'll be right back with your drinks."
"Damn, look at that ass." Anthony said with a lustful grin. "I think I'm gunna have to drag him into the men's room and have my way with him."
Justin chuckled. "You're such a boy!"
"Stop calling me a boy or I'll throw you off the balcony when we get home." Anthony threatened with a laugh. "I'm not the one who has a boyfriend! I can fuck as many cute waiters as I want."
"You must be so proud." Justin drawled. In reality, he kind of liked that Anthony was single, it meant that he got him all to himself.
"Oh, get down off your little pedestal, relationship boy." Anthony said, sticking out his tongue. "You choose to fuck the same guy every night and I choose to fuck a plethora. We're not that different, you know."
"Right, Ant. Whatever you say." Justin shook his head and laughed.
"Just remember that Kinney used to be a hell of a lot like me." Anthony reminded his friend. "Maybe it'll just take meeting a cute little twinky like you to grow me up and turn me into a hetero-wannabe like you."
"I am NOT a hetero-wannabe!" Justin protested. "And don't call me a twinky."
"You are SO a hetero-wannabe!" Anthony teased. "Isn't anyone hot actually gay anymore?"
"What?" Justin asked laughing.
"Well, unfortunately, we never had you, you were always a one man boy, but we did lose Brian. He's all relationshippy now."
"Too bad you didn't get to fuck him first." Justin stuck out his tongue.
"I'm fucking glad I didn't." Anthony shuddered.
"Why? Brian not hot enough for you?" Justin asked lifting an eyebrow.
"Don't fish. You know that, other than me of course, Brian is the hottest fag on campus." Anthony chuckled.
"Gee, thanks." Justin replied dryly.
"Aww, don't worry, sweet thing!" Anthony chuckled. "You're the hottest twinky on campus."
"What? Because I'm a baby faced blond I haven't earned official fagdom yet?" Justin joked.
"Nope. Not yet. Give it a few years." Anthony laughed. "Anyways, as I was saying. I'm glad I didn't fuck him because he'd be so hung up on me afterwards that you and he might not have gotten together."
"God, you're cocky."
"Sure am! Wanna see?" Anthony teased.
"Nothing I haven't seen before." Justin said, trying to sound bored. "It's not all that impressive."
"You're SO getting thrown off the balcony later."Anthony chuckled.
***
"You want me to get him this?" Brian asked, looking closely at the little black sculpture on the table at the street vendor on Liberty. "What the hell is it?"
"Fertility god." The woman behind the table replied.
"No fucking way, Daph! I am NOT getting my boyfriend a fertility god!" Brian protested.
"Look at the package!" Daphne laughed.
"You want me to get him a sculpture with a gigantic cock?" Brian couldn't believe Daphne had even suggested the weird sculpture. He spotted a sculpture that he thought would be perfect for Justin and picked it up. "What about this one?" He asked. The sculpture was black and it was two forms in a spiral.
"Brian! That's perfect!?" Daphne exclaimed. "How much?"
"Sixty dollars." The woman replied. "This piece was hand carved in Zimbabwe. It's a beautiful gift. Your boyfriend will love it."
"I'll take it." Brian was excited. He knew that Justin would love it, being that he was an artist.
"You're turning into a good little boyfriend." Daphne smiled. "I didn't even have to pick it out for you."
"No. You wanted me to buy the fertility god." Brian shuddered. "You're such a fucking chick."
"Why, thank you, Brian." Daphne chuckled. Once the sculpture was wrapped up and paid for, she grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the diner. "I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat before we go get the flowers."
"You want me to get him roses?" Brian made a face. "Roses are so..."
"Hetero?" Daphne chuckled, opening the door to the diner and pulling Brian in. "You don't have to get roses, Bri. Get him whatever kind of flowers you want to get him."
"I don't know shit about flowers. Contrary to popular belief, not all fags are florists." Brian said as he sat down at the booth he and Michael normally sat at.
"You could get him chocolates?"
"So I can make him all fat?" Brian raised an eyebrow.
"You're a pain in my ass, you know that!" Daphne was getting tired of Brian acting like it was hurting him to be romantic. She knew that Brian was actually enjoying himself, she knew as soon as he picked out the dancing lovers sculpture.
"You wish." Brian winked.
"I'm gunna hurt you." Daphne warned.
"Like to see you try, little girl." Brian smiled. Daphne wanted to stay mad at him, but knew she'd never be able to.
"How about chocolate roses?" Daphne suggested as she looked through the menu.
"Do you think he would like that?" Brian asked. "What if he thinks I'm a big freak for doing all this sentimental shit?"
"Do you really think little Justin would think you were anything other than wonderful for all this sentimental shit?" Daphne asked with a chuckle.
"You're right." Brian smiled. He couldn't wait to prove to Justin that he would make a good boyfriend. He was committed to the promise he'd made to try.
"Asshole alert." Daphne said as Michael walked into the diner.
"He looks like hell." Brian felt bad.
"Fuck that! It's his own fault!" Daphne wanted to walk over to Michael and smack him upside the head. "Don't start feeling all bad because little baby Mikey can't finally be a grown up."
"Daph. Stop." Brian said firmly.
"Fine." Daphne sighed.
***
"God! This pizza rules!" Anthony said through a mouthful of pizza. "I'm so glad you decided to drag me here."
"Uhm, Ant, you dragged me here." Justin reminded his friend with a chuckle before taking a big bite of the pizza.
"Oh yah! Fuck I'm smart!" Anthony kept right on devouring the pizza. Justin laughed and kept eating his too. The pizza was huge and he was sure that he and Anthony would be eating it cold for a few days.
"How is everything?" Nathan asked, walking up to their table. He and Anthony had been flirting for the whole meal and Justin was almost certain that the cute little waiter would be his friend's trick of choice that evening.
"Fucking awesome." Anthony grinned. "With the awesome food and the amazing staff, I think I'm gunna have to come here more often." He winked. Nathan blushed. Justin bit back his laughter.
"I don't think that the staff would mind that one bit." Nathan grinned and walked away.
"I'm gunna fuck that guy." Anthony said with a grin. "I may even fuck that guy a few times. Look at that luscious ass!"
"What happened to dragging him into the men's room?"
"Nah! I want to spend more time with his ass than a quickie in the can." Anthony kept watching Nathan's ass until he couldn't see it anymore.
"Just the ass? Not the rest of him?"
"Well, his mouth is pretty too." Anthony winked. "Between those two orifices, I should be all set."
"Slut."
"Prude."
"Fuck you."
"Not gunna happen. I'm the top, remember?" Anthony winked. "So, what are you and Don Juan Kinney doing tonight?"
"I don't know. Probably just hanging out at the apartment?" Justin shrugged. "The same thing we always do?"
"You don't have to hide anymore. Little Mikey knows all about your little romance." Anthony reminded his friend. "You should get Kinney to take you out to a fancy french restaurant and then to the theater."
"Blech." Justin said. "I'd prefer something a little more creative. You know I don't like the conventional shit."
"Yah, like when you came home and cried on my shoulder when Jonny took you to the ballet for your anniversary." Anthony chuckled.
"Yah." Justin shuddered. "If Brian ever takes me to see Swan Lake I'm going to shit twice and die."
"What if his idea of romance is doing it in a dressing room at a sex shop?" Anthony asked, trying to keep his tone really serious when he was dying to laugh.
"I'll lose all faith in the homosexuals of Pittsburgh and move to San Francisco or something." Justin replied with a laugh. He remembered Anthony telling him about an experience he had a few months ago in a dressing room in a sex shop and knew that he was kidding.
"Ooh la la, baby. Take me with you. I'm sure the fags out west are much more fabulous than the tribe of trolls around here." Anthony grinned. "Except for pretty little Nathan." He was staring at the waiter again.
"You're pathetic. Let's get out of here."Justin laughed and grabbed his bag.
"Do u have a pen?" Anthony asked. "A pencil? Lipstick? I need to write our number on this here napkin."
"God!" Justin shook his head but pulled a pen out of his backpack. "Here."
Anthony quickly scribbled his name and number on the napkin and stood just as Nathan returned to the table. "Are you two leaving already?"
"Yeah," Anthony responded with a grin. "Blondie over here has to prepare himself for his big date with his Loverboy tonight."
"Ahh, well, have a good time." Nathan seemed a little disappointed that they were leaving.
"You too." Anthony replied with a big smile, sticking out his hand. When Nathan shook his hand, Anthony pressed the napkin with his info on it into the waiter's palm. "I hope you have a fantastic time tonight." He winked and Nathan blushed again.
Once they were out of the restaurant, Justin linked his arm with Anthony's and they headed in the direction of their apartment. "Where did you learn that?" Justin asked.
"Learn what?"
"How to seduce a guy like that." Justin replied. "It's so easy for you."
"I've been picking up guys since I was fifteen, J." Anthony shrugged. "You could pick up lots of guys too if that was your thing."
"I doubt it." Justin shrugged. "I'm surprised I even got Brian."
"Stop talking like that, you geek! You're a fucking hottie! Haven't you ever noticed the stares you get at Babylon?" Anthony hated having to reassure people that they were good looking, but with Justin he didn't mind as much.
"I never get hit on at Babylon."
"Well, I think you kind of put out a hands off vibe... Plus... never mind." Anthony looked away.
"Plus what?"
"This one time when you and I were there, I heard this guy talking about you. He was being a nasty disgusting troll so I kicked his ass." Anthony admitted.
"What was he saying?" Justin asked curiously. He couldn't believe that Anthony had kicked someone's ass on his behalf and hadn't told him.
"Just stupid shit about the stuff he was going to do to you... it was uncalled for." Anthony kept walking, keeping his eyes forward.
"You really are a sweet heart, Ant." Justin smiled, throwing his arms around his friend's neck and kissing him on the cheek.
"You're too kind." Anthony said playfully, wanting to leave the subject behind.
***
"Ok, we have a sculpture and chocolate roses– have I mentioned that you're turning me into the most hetero man I can be? So where do I take him?" Brian was starting to get tired of all the date stuff and was ready to just have Daphne tell him what to do.
"What do you think he would like?"
"I don't know... Dinner and a movie?"
"God! How fucking boring and uncreative are you!" Daphne sighed dramatically. "Pass me the newspaper." Brian did as he was told and waited a full five minutes in silence as he watched her leaf through the entertainment section.
"Well?" He asked finally, becoming annoyed.
"We have three options." Daphne said. "There's an outdoor concert going on in a park downtown." Brian groaned. He didn't want to sit around with a mixture of intellectuals and hippies watching live music.
"What else? The concert is out." Brian got up and grabbed two cans of Coke out of the fridge and sat back down at the table with Daphne.
"Streetcar Named Desire is playing at that old theatre near Liberty."Daphne looked at him, waiting for a response on that choice.
"Maybe. Marlon Brando is really hot." Brian considered for a moment. "Hit me with the other option."
"There's a spring street carnival." Daphne was hoping that he picked the carnival. Her intuition told her that Justin would love it.
"What exactly does a street carnival entail?" Brian asked.
"It says here that there are rides and games and food galore." Daphne smiled. "I think Justin would like it."
"Carnival it is." Brian agreed. He thought it might be kind of fun to go on rides and just walk around with Justin. "Should I still take him the presents?"
"Yes." Daphne rolled her eyes. "He's going to love them."
"If you say so." Brian was silent for a minute. "What do you wear to a carnival?"
***
"So, what are you going to wear for Loverboy tonight?" Anthony asked. He and Justin were sitting around the apartment waiting for time to pass.
"I don't know." Justin shrugged. "He's probably just going to come over and we'll watch a movie and then we'll go to bed."
"God, why don't you drag him out? Stop being such hermits." Anthony took a long drink of his Coke and sighed. "Come to Babylon."
"Real romantic, Ant. Let's go to the place where he cheated on me last night!" Justin shook his head. "I think we'll be avoiding Babylon for at least a few days."
"You have to come next weekend! It's Studs N Suds!" Anthony exclaimed. "You can't miss that!"
"Fine." Justin grumbled. Just then, the phone rang. "I'll get it." Justin said as he reached over and answered it. "Hello."
"Hi, uhm, I'm looking for Anthony." A male voice said.
"Just sec." Justin covered the mouth piece. "It's for you, stud." He chuckled.
"Yes?" Anthony answered playfully.
"Is this Anthony?"
"Sure is." Anthony rolled his eyes. He hated when people took forever to start a phone conversation. "Who's this?"
"Uhm, this is Nathan from the restaurant." The waiter replied.
"Oh, hey." Anthony grinned at Justin and mouthed the words "hot ass waiter" as he pointed at the phone. "What's going on?"
"I'm just on my break, so I figured I'd call." Nathan sounded really nervous and Anthony thought it was really cute.
"Is there any specific reason you're calling?" Anthony asked with a smile.
"Uhm, I was thinking maybe we could get together and do something tonight." Nathan replied. "I mean, if you're not already busy."
"No, I'm not busy. Why don't you come over here after you get off work and we'll figure out what we're going to do?" Anthony was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"Sure. Where do you live?" Nathan sounded excited. Anthony gave him the address. "Ok, great. I'll be there probably around seven?"
"Sounds good. Later." With that, Anthony hung up.
"Hot ass waiter?" Justin said, bursting into laughter.
"Mmm.... I'm totally going to fuck him tonight." Anthony grinned and started picturing all the things that he was going to do the adorable waiter.
"Have I mentioned that you're a total slut recently?" Justin asked through his laughter.
"Yah, like a million times today. What's with that? Am I sluttier today than usual?" Anthony asked with a grin.
"If you got any sluttier than usual, I'd be frightened!" Justin teased. "You want me to drag Brian out so you can have your way with Mr. Hot Ass Waiter and send him home at a decent hour?"
"And if I don't want to send him home?" Anthony raised an eyebrow.
"I'm bringing Brian back here tonight!" Justin chuckled. "Let's not make it another contest to see who can moan louder."
"You're just pissy because you lost."
"I'd win this time."
"Care to put a little wager on that?" Anthony winked.
"Not so much. I don't want to be thinking about a bet when Brian is fucking me." Justin grinned. "I mean, tonight will be make up sex."
"Ooh la la..." Anthony grinned. "Be loud. Waiter boy will probably think we're done for the night, but I know for a fact that hearing you and Brian moaning and groaning will get him going again."
"Can't wait to be of service." Justin said sarcastically, making a face. "Why can't you go to his place?"
"Because I want him to come here. He probably lives at home or some shit anyways." Anthony kissed Justin's cheek. "And I plan on keeping him VERY busy."
"You're gunna be a bear in the morning if things don't go as planned. He probably won't even blow you." Justin laughed.
"Don't even talk like that, Justin Taylor!" Anthony hissed. "I'm going to have that boy ass up in my bed panting for more, you just wait and see."
"Big talker, aren'tcha?" Justin laughed. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get ready to see my boyfriend. I have to be very thorough getting ready because I'm certainly getting fucked tonight."
"Shut up and go shower, you little shit." Anthony threw one of the pillows from the couch at his roommate who quickly disappeared into the bedroom.
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