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Clay had decided to take Nick out to the bar for the night. They made a little bet with each other. Whoever had more people walk up to them, got to top. It was a simple bet, but it had both of them dress up nicely. It was a well known bar, many rich people attended, along with gambling areas, strippers, pool, pole dancers, a dance floor, drug lords, it was a well known bar to say the least.

Nick had always been a switch depending on the relationship and the other person. Clay, was the dominant one in their relationship even though he was also a switch, and Nick wanted to change that, at least for a night. Though, Clay was against it, so they had a bet instead. Since Nick had always been submissive, he had always dressed and acted the part as well. Clay had never seen him dress nicely, at least in a more masculine light. So what Nick was wearing surprised him.

Nick was wearing black dress pants with a tucked in white long sleeve. The two top buttons were undone and he had a black belt on. There were chains decorating his belt loops, neck, and rings on his fingers. He had custom black cross earrings and ruffed up black hair. To say the least, Nick looked hot. Though, Nick could say the same about Clay. Despite his online persona being very lime green, it's darker values made him stand out. Dream had a royal green blazer on with a black undershirt. His look was classic, loose tie, leather belt, dress shoes, styled hair.

Clay almost dropped the bet right there, but held through once they got to the bar. The two of them shook on the bet once again and went to sit on opposite ends of the bar.

As soon as Clay sat down he ordered a drink. Bourbon on the rocks, simple, but masculine. He sat there looking at the people around him until he again saw his boyfriend across the bar, in the red lighting Dream knew he would have an actual run for his money tonight.

Nick didn't order a drink when he walked in, first he looked at the waiters and dancers, seeing who was looking back at the crowd and who wasn't. After a few moments of gazing around he ordered a singular shot of tequila to start his night. He didn't down it though, he watched the main dancer on the stage until he made eye contact, he tipped the shot towards the shorter man on the stage and then downed it, without making a face. Nick could handle his liquor.

Clay was looking at the wall of liquor behind the bar when a woman walked up to him. "Hiya cutie. Watcha lookin at up there?" He shook his head, "Not much. Just keeping my options open." She nodded, "Wanna dance?" He shook his head, "Nope, waiting on the wife." The woman scoffed, "You don't even have a wedding bang, dumbass." She walked away and Clay just laughed, it was gonna be a fun night.

A few minutes after the man from the stage had finished dancing, he appeared in the seat next to Nick at the bar. He waved at the bartender who nodded his head and whisked away at a drink. Nick started up their conversation. "Not interested just so you know, I'm trying to win a bet." The dancer looked interested as the bartender handed him a drink. "What kind of bet might I ask?" Nick laughed a bit, "Well, me and my boyfriend have been together for a while, both switches, he won't let me top though. So we have a bet, whoever has more people approach them tonight gets to top whenever they want, or if he wins I stay at bottom." The dancer laughed about their little bet, "Which one is he?" Nick looked down the bar until he saw Clay, talking to some lady. "The blonde down there, green suit, skank sitting next to him." The dancer looked down the line of the bar until he saw him. "Oh that's a nice catch. I can help you win." Nick smiled, "And how would you do that?" The Dancer motioned towards the stage "All of us up there, obviously bottoms, gotta help our fellow switches out man. We will all walk up to you, and there's about thirty of us. Just thank them quickly and let them get back to their work." Nick smiled, "I owe you one." The dancer wrote his number on a paper, "text me later if it works."

So that's how the night went, 35 people, mostly dancers, approached Nick, Clay, was approached by 27 people. When they were walking out of the bar and talking Nick texted the dancer from the stage, the one that helped him.
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-It worked
I knew it would -
Also, I'm George -
-I'm Nick
Enjoy your night :] -
-Oh, I will
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